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Yi Qian could only roughly perceive Lu Zhaoli's direction, and hurried up the mountain, he left the mountain path, and ran on the mountainside while looking for Lu Zhaoli's trace.

There are many graves on this back hill. In the past, there were many burials. People who died could not live in the cemetery, so they were often buried in pits dug by someone to see a geomantic omen.

However, Yi Qian was not afraid. After doing impermanence, he knew that these tombs were actually empty tombs, and there was nothing more than a skeleton inside. The real ghost had long since been reincarnated into someone else's house.

His back was soaked with sweat, he stopped and took off his coat, a gust of cool wind took away the heat, and he felt much more comfortable.Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly noticed a sneaky figure beside the grave in front of him.

The mountain was shaded, he could only see a hunched silhouette, but it was definitely not Lu Zhaoli.

Could it be a wronged soul who has not entered the underworld?

Yi Qianfang stepped lightly, and a long-lost black stick appeared in his hand.According to Lu Zhaoli, this is made of the black mud of the underworld. It has been passed down by psychics for thousands of years, and it is called the Soul Eater Stick.It's just that it is extremely harmful to ghosts, and the impermanence whose purpose is to lead living souls into the underworld, of course, can no longer use this thing.

But now it's not clear whether the one in front is an enemy or a friend, so Yi Qian still subconsciously took out this.

But when he approached quietly, he was a little dumbfounded.

"You are..." Yi Qian opened his mouth.

"Oh my god..." The figure sat down on the ground in fright, so small that it was not as tall as the grave, pointed at Yi Qian tremblingly, and his beard was blown up and down.

Not only a beard, but also long eyebrows, wearing an old gown, as if he had traveled from ancient times.

"You...how long have you been dead?"

Yi Qian paused, but asked the question anyway.

As soon as the old man heard this, he immediately patted his buttocks and stood up, picked up the crutch beside him and slammed it on the ground, a little annoyed: "What can't die? I'm a mountain god!"

He is so confident and looks like him, but it is not easy for people to believe when he says "Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu".

"Huh!" Yi Qian was about to ask him about Lu Zhaoli's whereabouts, but the little old man looked at Yi Qian and said "Huh".

"Are you a ghost soldier from that underworld?"

Before Yi Qian could speak, he raised his chin and said again: "It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong, this breath can't be wrong."

Yi Qian didn't know what kind of aura he had on him, but the little old man could tell his identity at a glance, and his identity as a mountain god might not be fake.

The mountain god squinted his eyes, then waved his hand to drive him away: "There is a big battle ahead, you and the little soldiers can't get involved, hurry up and hurry up! It will hurt you later, so why not justify it!"

After the mountain god finished speaking, he wanted to run, but was grabbed by Yi Qian, "Where is it?"

The mountain god looked at a monster, winked at him, and said, "You don't want to go there, do you?"

Yi Qian nodded: "Well, my friend may be there."

Now the mountain god's eyes became even weirder. Of course he knew the identity of that person. To be able to be friends with a person of that status, what must this person be in front of him?Did he miss it?

The mountain god immediately became depressed, not daring to provoke Yi Qian, and pointed to another mountain in the distance: "Cross over this mountain, it's on the top of the opposite mountain."

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I go!How can they be so afraid even when they are so far apart?

Yi Qian couldn't help but go crazy in his heart. He thought it was right in front of him, but he actually wanted to climb another mountain?

When Yi Qian flew to the top of the mountain, with the help of the moonlight, his vision finally opened up a bit.

The timid old mountain god didn't lie to him, Yi Qian just walked around the top of the mountain and found Lu Zhaoli.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, and a gentle light radiated from his surroundings.It looked like he was healing after being injured.

Yi Qian raised his foot and walked over, his eyes were full of Lu Zhaoli, "Hey! You're hurt—"

Before he could finish asking, the rest of the words were stuck in his throat.

He saw Lu Zhao more than ten meters away, a man wearing a thick black cloak that completely covered his figure.He couldn't see men and women clearly, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a ghost. The black cloak blended into the night, so it was no wonder that Yi Qian didn't notice him at all at first.

In such a situation, it was impossible for someone on Lu Zhaoli's side. Yi Qian immediately took a defensive posture, and the Soul Eater stick appeared again in his hand.

"Yi Qian, come behind me."

At some point, Lu Zhaoli opened his eyes, and he said calmly, but his tone was beyond doubt.Yi Qian turned around and saw him standing up and taking a step forward with his hands behind his back.

"It's really not easy to cultivate to such a level with one soul. It can be evenly matched with my real body in Yangjian. This alone is enough to make the underworld afraid."

Lu Zhaoli said calmly, the brilliance on his body was even more dazzling than the bright moon in the sky.Yi Qian was a little startled, Lu Zhaoli is the boss of the underworld, although he has retired, but this random ghost can fight him to a tie, is it possible that this kind of master has already grabbed a bundle like cabbage?

As if he had guessed what Yi Qian was thinking, Lu Zhaoli said calmly, "Although I have sealed [-]% of my divine power."

There is no further words, this sentence seems to be explained to Yi Qian.

"Do you know me?"

After a moment of silence, Lu Zhaoli said suddenly.

Yi Qian looked at the two suspiciously. Ever since he came over, he hadn't heard the ghost speak, or even moved. He didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

But just as Lu Zhaoli finished speaking, the ghost suddenly moved. At first, it was just the hem of the cloak shaking slightly, and it slowly spread to the whole body.

Yi Qian's eyes turned from solemn to astonished, the ghost was actually laughing, and the smile widened loudly, startling the flock of birds in the forest, and the sound of flapping wings made Yi Qian flustered.

He took a step back.

Lu Zhaoli didn't notice anything unusual about Yi Qian.

The ghost finally opened his mouth after laughing.

"Shangyuan, you don't recognize me?"

The voice was hard to distinguish between male and female, sometimes hoarse and sometimes clear, Lu Zhaoli frowned, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

How could he remember this apparently changed voice, and with the cloak covering his whole body, the man obviously didn't want him to recognize him.

But as soon as the voice came out, Yi Qian's face changed.

He suddenly knelt down, inserted his fingers into his hair, his eyes were bloodshot, and let out a low growl from his chest.

Lu Zhaoli turned his head and saw such a scene.