So the group had a casual meal in a small restaurant.
Back in the rental room, sisters Chen Qian were tired all day and were ready to rest.
Ding Zhanpeng and Xiao Dingding had a feast of spiritual energy as usual.
After digesting the spiritual energy, Xiao Dingding took the spirit stone and said in a milky voice, "Dad, the spirit stone is almost gone. Xiao Dingding has no snacks..."
Ding Zhanpeng smiled wryly, because of the special nature of Qi Sea, he would consume a bunch of spirit stones every time he practiced.
There were only a few pieces of spiritual stones that had piled up like a mountain after he and Xiao Ding Ding consumed a lot.
"There's no way around this, you eat first, we'll go find the spirit stone when we have a chance."
At this time, Ding Zhanpeng hoped that Hua Xueqing would go to Haicheng quickly so that he would have a chance to find the whereabouts of the Lingshi.
However, Hua Xueqing didn't contact her during this time. She must be busy with important matters, and it's not good for her to disturb her. I hope she will contact me as soon as possible.
"Little Ding Ding, have you noticed the abnormality in the store?"
Ding Zhanpeng asked suddenly. He was suspicious of a small black footprint on the ground, but it was not easy to mention it on the spot, so he asked when he came home.
"Well... Dad is so stupid... Little Ding Ding not only found out... but also knows what it is..."
Little Ding Ding blinked, yawned, and said in a milky voice: "The footprints on the ground are left by a child. But the child is not a human, but a... um... a ghost repair... He seems to like shops very much, often stay inside…”
Ding Zhanpeng was dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "Little Dingding, how did you find out? Why didn't I find that there was a ghost inside... No, what is the ghost cultivator you are talking about?"
"Well... Ghost cultivation is a kind of evil cultivation... Ordinary people die... their souls will be taken away by ecstasy messengers... But there are exceptions... Some ordinary people suffer from violent emotional fluctuations in front of them, and they will be obsessed after death. Enter the reincarnation normally. This kind of ghost has a strong sense of autonomy and knows how to avoid the pursuit of the seductive messenger. Later, by chance, it will become a ghost cultivator and restore the memory of its life. There is a wandering ghost in the shop, and I don’t know how What's the matter, they don't go to reincarnation."
Little Ding Ding explained while playing with his little finger.
Ding Zhanpeng was stunned, he clearly heard Xiao Dingding mentioned a family of ghosts, not just one ghost, and asked, "How many ghosts are there?"
"Father is so stupid... one ghost cultivator... four ghosts..."
Xiao Ding Ding yawned, and said in a milky voice, "Dad... Xiao Ding Ding's eyes are so sleepy... I want to sleep..."
"Fuck! You know how to sleep all day long, you pig!"
Ding Zhanpeng said unhappily: "Let's figure it out, you can tell Dad clearly, what's going on?"
"Hmm... There's a ghost cultivator inside, a child, not very powerful. Then there are four ghosts on the roof... That's it... Dad... I want to sleep..."
Little Ding Ding explained quickly, then closed his eyes tightly and fell asleep.
At this time, a bright light appeared on Xiao Ding Ding's body, and Ding Zhanpeng understood that Xiao Ding Ding had attracted too much aura during this period, which was enough for him to advance to the late stage of Golden Core Realm.
Ding Zhanpeng didn't dare to disturb him. After thinking for a while, he decided to wait for Xiao Dingding to wake up before going to the shop.
Although he found the small footprints in the store, he didn't expect the situation in the store to be so complicated, and he regretted his reckless move.
Although I am a cultivator, I can't even see ordinary ghosts, which proves that my practice is not at home.
The previous battles also woke me up. This world is too big, and I am in danger everywhere. Although I have made some progress, there is still a big gap compared with the masters who have been practicing for a long time.
Thinking of this, Ding Zhanpeng closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
At three o'clock in the morning, Ding Zhanpeng was suddenly awakened by the strong spiritual energy fluctuations around him.
I saw the light on Xiao Ding Ding's body burst into flames, and a strong aura spread, blowing some papers in the room.
After a minute, all visions disappeared.
Ding Zhanpeng understands that little Dingding has advanced successfully.
Sure enough, Xiao Dingding opened his eyes and happily rolled in the air for a few weeks, and said in a milky voice: "Well... Dad... Xiao Dingding has advanced again... he has become a master of the late Jindan stage again... Well... as long as you continue to absorb spiritual energy, Xiao Dingding Soon you will be able to enter the Nascent Soul Realm again... "
Ding Zhanpeng looked at him and asked, "Little Dingding, don't you have a level limit? Why do I have to go through so much trouble every time I advance..."
"Well... this is normal... Little Ding Ding became a Nine Tribulations Immortal early in the morning... He has realized all the essentials of the realm... All he needs is to absorb spiritual energy steadily... Sooner or later he will become a Nine Tribulations Sanxian again... Dad is different... He started as an ordinary person ... without comprehending the laws of the universe... Naturally, you can't level up as quickly as Ding Ding... Ding Ding has practiced for ten thousand years... Dad can't compare with Ding Ding... "
Little Ding Ding has a cute expression of "Daddy is so stupid".
"Damn! This broken cultivation is troublesome... Xiao Dingding, wake up and go to the shop with Dad... Dad is worried about the ghosts inside, in case they hurt sister Chen Ke..."
Ding Zhanpeng expressed his worries.
"Well... no problem... Little Ding Ding will kill ghosts... protect mom..."
Little Ding Ding patted his chest and said in a milky voice.
"Okay, let's go."
Ding Zhanpeng picked up Xiao Dingding, quietly left the rental room, and rushed to the haunted shop.
After nightfall, the street where the shop is located is a little more gloomy.
Ding Zhanpeng didn't dare to be too ostentatious, he drove a BMW and parked nearby, and then approached softly with his little Ding Ding in his arms.
"Little Ding Ding, when can I fly?"
Ding Zhanpeng has always been eager to fly in the sky, so he asked.
"... Well... Dad must have a golden core cultivation base, so that he can use the aura of heaven and earth to lay wings for himself to fly."
Little Ding Ding was a little absent-minded, and said in a milky voice.
Ding Zhanpeng noticed his strangeness and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Little Ding Ding raised his middle finger and put it between his lips, and said in a low voice: "Shh... Dad... Ghost Xiu seems to have discovered the powerful aura fluctuations in us... He has already run away just now... There are ghosts left in the shop..."
"Damn it! We're still five hundred meters away from the store, and he found out?"
Ding Zhanpeng was stunned, this ghost cultivator is too sharp...
"Well... ghosts are different from ordinary practitioners... they are born with powerful perception... sensitive to all aura fluctuations... Xiao Ding Ding forgot this... that's why I scared him away... but it's okay... Ghost Xiu seems to like this home pharmacy... I'm sure he'll be back soon..."
Xiao Dingding lowered his head, a little afraid that Ding Zhanpeng would scold him.
Ding Zhanpeng had no other intentions. He was more concerned about why there were ghosts in the shop. Could it be that these ghosts were the people who died in the previous fire
Ding Zhanpeng hugged Xiao Dingding and approached the pharmacy quickly.
Because of the signing of the lease contract, Ding Zhanpeng has the key to the store.
He opened the shop door and walked in.
It was pitch black inside, but Ding Zhanpeng opened his spiritual eyes and ignored the darkness.
After scanning for a week, there was no ghost. Ding Zhanpeng frowned and was about to open his mouth.
Little Ding Ding suddenly pointed at the top of his head, and said in a milky voice, "Father, above..."
Hearing this, Ding Zhanpeng raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a dark shadow above.
This shadow is a bit strange, like a layer of muddy sewage, flowing slowly, and like a layer of inconspicuous black paint.
The strangest thing is that I didn't see such a layer of black liquid in the afternoon.
"Little Ding Ding, is this a ghost? It doesn't look like..."
Ding Zhanpeng was very puzzled.
"Well... Dad... ghosts are invisible. But they usually take human form, but when they encounter danger, they will automatically change form. Take a closer look..."
Xiao Ding Ding waved his arm, and the shadow above trembled, revealing four faces.
For some reason, Ding Zhanpeng always felt that the face looked distorted and howling, which was very scary.
"Well... Dad's cultivation base is too low, there is no way to communicate with ghosts... Let Xiao Dingding come..."
After Xiao Ding Ding finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a big white light lit up in the sky.
The white light shining on the shadow, that is, the ghost, actually produced a trace of peaceful yellow light.
The human face touched the light, revealing a comfortable expression.
Immediately, the shadow broke into four parts, and the four people fell to the ground.
"Well... who are you? Why are you here..."
At this time, Xiao Dingding showed a cute expression that was different from usual.
Although she was still cute, there was a hint of majesty in her tone.
"Please save us..."
Several people suddenly knelt down and cried out: "We originally rented this shop to do business. But one day, the owner of this shop suddenly set fire to us and brought our souls to trap us in this shop. Don't let We go to reincarnation. Please save us..."
"Fuck! How did you get killed by the owner?"
Ding Zhanpeng stared and uttered a dirty word.
"Yes, and this owner is so powerful that he even trapped the seducer. We have no choice but to squat here forever."
Several people lowered their heads and explained: "We don't know what the owner wants to do, but every time he tells us to scare away the new tenants, as time goes by, no one dares to rent here. You are the latest tenant. I thought the owner would let us scare you away. But the owner has not come, you have already come, you must be a master, please save us."
Ding Zhanpeng is not calm now, the owner of this house is simply a fortress, even the seducer was arrested.
Although I don't know the cultivation level of the seducer, but it must not be an ordinary person who can catch the seducer
"Jie Jie... It turns out to be a cultivator... I finally waited for you..."
Suddenly there was a creepy laugh from outside the door.
Ding Zhanpeng turned his head, and the visitor gradually revealed his true face.
A dwarf old man with a height of one meter and three meters.
The old man glanced at Ding Zhanpeng, and said with a strange smile: "Jie Jie... The original decision was indeed correct. Placing ghosts in the house will definitely attract the attention of practitioners. But I didn't expect you, a practitioner, to rent a shop. Jie Jie... But it doesn't matter, when I kill you, I can wait for the next cultivator... "
"Fuck! Old man, I see that you are old and your machine is broken. You can't say a word clearly. You are a cultivator, what attracts you, and what you say is nonsense. But I understand it. What is the purpose of you deliberately attracting me? "
Ding Zhanpeng first despised him, and then asked curiously.
"Jie Jie... Do you need to ask? It must be a pill. The skin and flesh of a cultivator contain a lot of spiritual energy. When I refine you into a pill and take it, you will definitely improve your cultivation."