The four people followed the old man through a long corridor and pushed open the big red wooden doors everywhere. Oncoming them was a breath of relaxation. Looking at the door at the door, the space inside was very small, and only after I went in, I found that the space was huge, with more than a dozen wooden shelves.
"Just exorcise ghosts?" the old man asked slowly.
"There are life-saving ones," Jun Moxi added.
"Well, well, the third shelf is to exorcise ghosts, and the fourth is to save your life. Choose."
The four of them dispersed, picked out some things they needed, paid the money, and walked out of the shop.
"Where shall we go next?" Wu Han asked, "Should we go to the master?"
After a while of silence...
The hostess replied: "I remember! I know a master, but I may not be able to see it."
"It's okay, go?" Jun Moxi asked the remaining two people.
"it is good."
"go!"
They all expressed their opinions, and the four of them got on the bus again, tossed around, got off, followed Yuan Qing for a long time, and stopped in front of a mountain.
Three people: "..."
"Don't want to climb the mountain?!" Mu Mang cried first.
"No, there is a formation." Yuan Qing explained.
Jun Moxi: The heroine is indeed a heroine.
Going step by step, step by step, finally reached a place where there is a formation-a place where no grass grows.
Following the hostess to the clearing and standing there, Yuan Qing took out a piece of jade from his pocket. The moment he took it out, the dazzling light appeared accompanied by a wave of shaking. When everything fell silent, Jun Moli opened his eyes for an instant. I was shocked, and the other two were also shocked.
Are these people so fond of run-down houses?
That's right, Jun Mo's vision is a very dilapidated house.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Let's go." The hostess raised her leg calmly and took a step.
The three followed in a daze, oh no, two, no, one.
Naturally, Jun Moxi doesn't need to say, but Wu Han can know that kind of shop, it's not easy.
So Mu Mang followed in a daze, and it took a long time to recover, without saying a word.
After entering this broken house, I discovered that it is really a broken house.
Go in through the door, walk out through the hole in the bottom of the wall, and then be blocked by an invisible object.
Jun Momo touched it up and down, it was a barrier.
Yuan Qing stroked it a few times, put the jade on it, and walked in first, followed by the remaining three people.
In front is a thatched house.
"..." Jun Mo La: The taste is really heavy.
"..." Mumang: The taste is really strong.
"..." Wu Hao: The taste is really heavy.
"..." Yuan Qing: The aesthetic remains the same...
Pushing open the door, two people were sitting at the table enjoying tea.
One looks more than 30, handsome, with white hair, oh no! Silver hair.
The other...Jun Mo's eyes widened, isn't this the male protagonist!
He has black hair, phoenix eyes, a straight nose, pink-purple lips, perfect for kissing, and a black ancient robe.
I just heard the hostess yell very loudly: "Master."
"Yeah." The silver-haired man responded, and then said very coldly: "This is your brother, just coming back."
"Hello brother."
The male protagonist nodded coldly.
The other three have the feeling of being light bulbs.
"Master, we want to explore an ancient house."
"where?"
"Qingqiu Village."
"What?! You don't want to die!"
"Master?" The hostess questioned.
The silver-haired man waved his hand for the four of them to sit down and began to tell the story.
"Do you know the legend there?"
"I saw it in Grandpa's diary." The hostess replied.
"What?!" The silver-haired man looked serious, pinched and sighed.
"Oh! That's all, let your senior brother go with you, just to kill the two ghosts."
The four were shocked in a cold sweat.
There is really a ghost!
"Are you all going?" the silver-haired man asked with confirmation.
The four of them looked at each other, there was no blame in their eyes, but a love of adventure.
I have to say that the adventurous spirit of the four is estimated to be no one.
Because most people nowadays don't believe in the existence of ghosts. Once they know it, 99% of people will be frightened and 1% will be frightened to death.
It's not that Jun Mo's despise these people, but the system's precise assessment of the world.
All four nodded firmly.
Then the silver-haired man opened his mouth and slowly explained the cause of the matter.