The Lord of Ghost

"The method is: digging the grave!"

Mo Li has a black line, digging a grave? What is this method?

The shopkeeper explained with a smile: "Don't worry, this sounds really incredible, but it is true."

"The grave of the person, the grave of the emperor is to be precise!"

"Grand Emperor's Grave?" Mo Li only felt that you were not crazy, or it was unimaginable in this world.

"It can only be said that the blessing of that guy was lucky, and the weird life of the Great Emperor's grave made him in. I heard that he also lifted the coffin board. There was no big emperor's eclipse in the coffin, and there was only one immortal medicine. "

"Undead God's medicine, those old guys who are all oily and withered are scrambling to break the blood."

"The coffin left by the emperor was stolen by that guy."

Having said that the shopkeeper looked a little bit sighed.

Undead magic medicine, any clue is enough to make the world crazy.

A god medicine, a life of life!

The holy medicine can only continue life, but it can't avoid the dryness of the Shoulun Linghai, but just delay death.

However, the magic medicine can make the livelihood of the oil and the dead, and the re -life.

"So, young people, good luck."

Looking at the clever smile of the shopkeeper, Mo Li's forehead could kill only flies.

"Undead?

People like him, even if they are alive, do you still hope to be lucky?

"Is there no other way?"

"Other methods ..." The shopkeeper thought for a while, thinking, and then seemed to think of something:

"There are, but it's just very dangerous."

Mo Li's eyes flashed: "What?"

At that time, the shopkeeper showed a fox with a sign of fake laughter, and reached out a finger again: "The price increase, that is another price!"

Nympho

After signing a contract again, Mo Li had a black face.

"Made, Old Fox!" He couldn't help scolding.

The shopkeeper put away the smile and suddenly said seriously, "[Nine Yin Funeral] you know?"

"Know."

[Jiuyin Funeral], Mo Li still knows, the restricted area of ​​life, the paradise of the undead.

"Some people say that [Jiuyin Funeral Land] is a ghost gathering place, and there are rumors that [Jiu Yin Funeral Land] is actually part of the evolution of" reincarnation ". It is true or false and cannot be sophisticated."

"So, do you want me to reincarnate?" Mo Li frowned.

The reincarnation says that it has continued for several times and can even go back to the previous era.

Those Shouwan's depleted souls pursued the footsteps of reincarnation in their later years, and even the emperor was exploring the mystery of reincarnation, but after so many years, the people who were buried in the history of history could not escape.

The shopkeeper whispered and laughed: "Rebirth of the reincarnation, the legendary record, the ghost knows if it is true."

"What I want to say is [Jiuyin Funeral Land] an extremely special ability: to death for death!"

"To death?" Mo Li wondered.

"Yes, [Jiuyin Funeral Land] is an extremely weird place, the destroyer of the deceased. The burials are buried in countless times.

"Where they buried, they all believed in a rumor: from death to life!"

"It is said that every 10,000 years, a soul river will flow out of the depths of [Jiuyin Funeral Land], which will spread to the unreasonable place that cannot be traced back. There, I heard that it is the origin of life, and some are the rebirth of life."

"In short, you can try when you step into the coffin."

"Oh yes, I can recommend a good place to buy a coffin. The guy's coffin is of high quality.

Speaking, the shopkeeper threw a note: "I can have less name with that guy."

Looking at the note on his hand, Mo Li's thoughts were messy for a while.

I walked out of the shop and looked up and found that there was no plaque store name.

Behind it, the shopkeeper was full of reluctance: "When you have time, you often come. As long as the price is enough, there is everything!"

"Shopkeeper, what about your shop plaque?"

Other shops have golden noble wood plaques, such as [Wanbao Pavilion], [Shimiyou Building] such a golden facade, and this shop, at the beginning, looked strange, and tried the mentality. No, it owed 200 jade.

Shopkeeper: "Oh, you say this."

"As soon as I removed it some time ago, I didn't care about it on the ground."

Following the direction of the shopkeeper's fingers, Mo Li saw a flat plaque in the corner of the corner.

The plaque is brown and the font is actually black.

"Black ... black ..." Mo Li thought of the name of the store, but the last word seemed to be stubborn in his throat, and he couldn't open it.

"Black ... black shop?" Mo Li felt uncomfortable to eat just flies.

The shopkeeper pursed the corner of his mouth and explained: "Here is Black Street. At first, it was troublesome, and the name of the name was self -exhausting, so it was simply simple, it was called a black shop."

Mo Li's smile was stiff, and he didn't know how to get out of this shop. He just felt obscure.

..............

Behind him, the shopkeeper put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes turned obscure, and his tone murmured to himself:

"Strange, why is there a" little boy "atmosphere in his body injury? Losing the road before the way." [1]