What's wrong with stealing some of your yang energy!

What should I do?

Bai Ling sat under the daylight, the faint morning light hit him, but he only felt cold.He couldn't help looking back, the road he walked last night was completely hidden in the towering pine forest, and he couldn't see clearly.

Hurry up.

Once the idea of ​​retreating was raised, the car could not be stopped.

But Bai Ling didn't think so. He managed to muster up the courage to come here with all the equipment. The master always said that he was talented and born to be good at this job, but let's not talk about Feng Shui, he would show people five times Wrong four times.

——The master is in good health, but he has also passed his [-]th birthday. After a hundred years, Bai Ling can't always live on his laurels, can he?Not to mention worrying the master under Jiuquan, Bai Ling can piss himself off.

He packed up his things, wrapped the package tightly by the iron gate with a climbing rope, and made sure that he couldn't pull it out with all his strength, and walked towards the direction of last night in one go.

He didn't believe it anymore, he was negligent last night, and he could fall into the trick again in broad daylight!

Safe journey.

Bai Ling stood in front of the old house.

The smoothness was unbelievable, he sighed, the experience last night might really be a dream, there is no arm, only his nightmare in the wilderness.

He fumbled the old key out of his pocket and tried to open the golden copper lock. Unfortunately, the lock was not as high-quality as the blockade chain.

Really not a good sign.

He had to go around the old fence gate of the old house. He remembered that the back door was broken.

Fortunately, Ruo didn't live long. With a little effort, pushing and squeezing, he successfully stepped into the old house 12 years ago.

A gust of cold wind suddenly picked up, rustling the fallen leaves in the courtyard, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

But Bai Ling was already deeply in nostalgia, so he didn't become vigilant.He looked at the small well in the courtyard, a baby carriage with one wheel missing, and saw the scene of the master holding his hand in a trance.In winter, there will be a raging fire in the house, and the master will hold his hand, standing in front of the small sunny window on the second floor, watching the Sudong pine forest...

He really saw the people in the small window.

However, he was a tall man with an invisible expression.

He suddenly jumped out of his memory, and looked carefully in shock. Inside the gray and severely worn glass, there was a haze that could not be seen clearly. Is it the shadow, or is there really something? Can't make out.

He stepped back impatiently, and the voice in his heart reminded him again: go, go...

The door couldn't be opened.

The back door when he came here obviously had a crack for him to get in and out of!Bai Ling slammed down the iron door in a panic, and the seemingly fragile iron door seemed to be dead with the space, without a trace of rust falling off.

He can't get out.

Realizing this problem, he simply climbed up the low wall and when he tried to climb out, he touched a hard and cold "wall".

The scenery outside the wall seems to be within reach, but in fact it is out of reach.

He was covered in cold sweat and almost fell off the wall.But his psychological quality is not bad, so he forcibly stabilized his mind: What the hell is this ghost trying to do?

Yesterday he was forcibly thrown from the road to the door, to let him go; today he came to the old house, but locked him here.

Maybe, there was something that ghost didn't want him to get close to?

Bai Ling really couldn't think of any other purpose: to seek money and kill him?No, he has self-knowledge, if he wants to die, that ghost can do it long ago, there is no need to play cat and mouse game with him.

He stabilized his voice and said loudly: "I don't know who is the master, I just came here to visit the old house, I won't disturb you, you let me go, I will leave immediately!"

The wind blows through the pine forest, rustling.

Bai Ling continued: "You must be a high-minded person. You didn't take advantage of my sleepiness. I believe you will not harm me for no reason. If you let me go, I will burn incense and paper money for you every day!"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Ling suddenly felt that the air was circulating faster. Was the air so cold just now?He somehow realized that the "expert" had listened to his words, and stretched out his hand cautiously. Sure enough, the barrier was gone in the air!

He was ecstatic, but also terrified, jumped off the low wall, and ran out without caring about the old house memories.

It's just that he forgot a serious problem.

Bai Lu Chi's full-level celestial master's ability is minus one level. Ling, he came from the direction of the front door, and walked from the direction of the back door, that is to say, he ran in the opposite direction.

When he came back to his senses and rested on the spot out of breath, he suddenly raised his head and realized:

Are the surrounding trees so... tall when they came here?

and many more……

He raised his foot cautiously, when he came, there was this scruff on the ground... Is it a formation?

Have it?do not have it?

Under the feet is a meandering yellow line painted with unknown paint, which is inconspicuous on the withered yellow grass.The yellow line is slightly curved, and it should be a huge circle as a whole; there are dense runes spreading forward in the circle, all of which are ancient Chinese characters and the like, which are incomprehensible.

He looked back and saw that the old house was too far away. It should be safe here.He drew the mahogany sword from behind to defend himself, and walked slowly towards the center of the giant circle.

Sure enough, a stone platform appeared in the center, like the rooftops of scenic spots for offering sacrifices to heaven, or the low platforms of giant pavilions in temples.However, there was no such thing as an antique cauldron in the stone platform, which made him,, a little disappointed, he put the mahogany sword behind his back and walked up the stone platform.

Needless to say, this stone platform should be made of marble, with almost no traces of time, and it is well maintained. It is reasonable to say that it was just built in the past two years.

The stone platform is nine steps high, and in the middle there is a stone tablet half the height of a man.The stele seems to be made of sapphire. There are also a bunch of incomprehensible ancient Chinese characters. There is a circle on the back, densely written with runes. It must be an abbreviated version of the underground circle.

Bai Ling remembered that his master had said that this area was a good place to build a private house, he would dig it if he had the energy, it was very likely that there were tombs of emperors and generals.

Speaking of which... Bai Ling's heart twitched, could the bones be unearthed in this area!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had found the right place, so he couldn't help but smile, and happily walked around the stone platform several times, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, as if he saw tons of banknotes waving at him.

Hmph, he thought happily, he can do great things if he wants to, and he must show off when the master comes back.

He took out his mobile phone and stood in front of the stele, ready to take a selfie.

However, the color of the stele was dark, and he was white, so he was always out of focus, so he had to take a few hasty photos and wait to go back to retouch the pictures.He looked over the photos, and Lin Mingwan said "I can't take a clear picture, there is a ghost behind it", it really lied to him.

In the selfie, there are fair and cute teenagers with pouty mouths and scissor hands. He was infatuated with his handsome face, which is handsome and elegant, and felt... not cool enough!

It’s rare to come here once, so we must do something cool to go back!

Bai Ling looked left and right at the blue stone tablet, and a bold idea came to his mind.

He lifted his little butt and tried his best to lift his legs to sit on it. After he sat firmly, he raised his mobile phone to take a picture——

"Ka", "Ka", "Duang——"

"Hold the grass... ouch!"

There was a burst of chaos, and Bai Ling seemed to be falling apart in pain: This blue stone tablet is of poor quality, and it is too weak!Why did it fall apart as soon as it sat down!

No matter how short the stele was, it was still half the height of a person. Bai Ling fell so badly that his face was full of physical tears, and he lay weak and helpless on the stone platform. He was undoubtedly the worst in the world.

It took him a long time to regain his senses, and slowly got up tearfully, looking at the collapsed but unscathed stone tablet beside him, he was so angry that he punched it hard, and the only result was The parts that don't hurt also hurt.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The boy sitting slumped on the ground didn't notice that there was a majestic black mist slowly escaping from under the collapsed stone tablet.

When he came back to his senses, it was actually dark.

It was clearly noon, but the sun had no power at all, and everything was covered by thick black clouds.Everything seemed to be covered in a black flannel, and the cooing blackbird proudly flew across the sky.The cloud was low and heavy, and even the air pressure was low, making people unable to breathe.

Bai Ling stood up anxiously, and looked into the distance...

It's foggy.

As soon as he raised his leg, he still grinned in pain, and just as he was "pacing forward" in pain, a faint human figure appeared at the end of the mist!

The figure walked steadily, like a hunter patrolling a hunting ground, and he was walking towards him!

He was so scared that he paused on the spot. If Bai Ling had fallen like this elsewhere, he would have shouted happily when he saw someone coming to help. However, in the barren mountains and mountains, under such an evil haze, it wouldn't be...

Bai Ling really wanted to faint.

Why didn't you just fall unconscious just now...

Bai Ling quickly calculated the enemy's speed and his own speed. He must run at least an hour in advance so as not to be caught up. He would definitely not be able to run away, but hiding should be okay.

He dragged his old, weak, sick and disabled legs and hurriedly slid towards the direction he came from, praying that he could return to the old house before the slender ghost approached, but unfortunately...

The fog was so thick, not to mention the old house, I couldn't even see the exact location of the nearest tree.

I guess I won't see the sun tomorrow...

Bai Ling broke the pot and fell, and was still in pain when he walked, so he simply sat down on the ground.

Yes, this is called the tactic of sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the rabbit. The enemy is in the open and I am in the dark. My equipment is full of righteousness, so what should I be afraid of!

Bai Ling touched the thick three-layer talisman paper on his chest, squeezed the elegant mahogany sword in his right hand, and held the black dog blood bottle in his left hand, as if he had already won the victory.

Getting closer and closer.

Ten steps, five steps... The face of the ghost gradually appeared in the dark sky.

It was a man with a gloomy expression, his deep eyebrows and eyes suppressed under the thick clouds, as if he came from the deepest core of the abyss, bringing endless evil and malice.The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, his face was bloodless, and he had a pale and evil handsomeness.

His figure was extremely tall, at least 1.9 meters, Bai Ling was not considered a dwarf, and his neck ached even when he sat on the ground and looked up at him.

...In short, it can't be beaten at first glance.

Biological instincts vibrated violently in the cerebral cortex, and Bai Ling couldn't restrain his trembling all over his body. His intuition told him to walk quickly, but his legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up, let alone fight the enemy with a sword.

He watched the man's slender and powerful thighs slowly step up the steps, and slowly stop in front of him.

The man looked at him condescendingly, like a beast that has found a snack.

Beast: ....

Dim Sum: ... 噫噫噫噫, don't come here!

After staring wide-eyed for a while, Bai Ling unscrewed the bottle of black dog's blood with his hands like Parkinson's, and splashed forward-splashed all over the ground.

Not to mention, it looks really good too.

It's just that it didn't spill a drop on the man, which is not good.

There is also a coke smell in the air.

It is still the kind that is blended with water in cheap western restaurants.

Beast: ...?

Dim Sum: ... 噫 噫 噫 噫 噫 fake and shoddy killing people, profiteers, you wait for me, if I can go back alive, I will sue you to the consumer association!

Bai Ling closed his eyes in despair.

After a while of silence, a pair of cold arms suddenly rested on his waist and back. Bai Ling was lost in thought about how to weigh something before eating, and in the next second, he flew into the air.

He couldn't help but let out an exclamation, quietly opened his eyes, and suddenly met a pair of deep eyes.

The man spoke.

His voice was very low and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, he asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Ling got stuck, he really wanted to ask, wait, didn't you come to eat my food? Could it be that the food is not comfortable and affects the taste?But of course he would not ask such a stupid question, but answered cautiously: "It hurts all over..."

The man nodded.

He immediately hugged Bai Ling tightly in his arms, and walked down the stone platform.

Bai Ling felt that the development of the situation was very strange.The man's embrace was very cold, he looked at it from the corner of his eye without any trace, the man seemed to be wearing only a black top and trousers, it was almost winter, wasn't he cold?

Seeing the man walking forward in silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"

The man glanced at him: "I'll take you to rest."

Xiuzheng?

Bai Ling is automatically understood as repairing and tidying up.

That is to say, to trim the unpalatable parts, or cook it to make it fragrant?

If he had a time machine, he really wanted to go back to a few minutes ago, why didn't he just fall off the stone tablet and faint, at least he didn't wake up when he died...

No, no, he wants to transfer back to the day before, and report that big profiteer to the Consumers Association first!