As the ghost with empty eyes pounced on him, a cold and cold aura also enveloped Yao Feng. The feeling was really like throwing a person into ice water. Normal people would definitely not be able to move at this moment.

But Yao Feng had long been accustomed to this kind of yin and cold entering his body, and he even felt that the yin and cold aura emitted by this ghost was not cold enough.

It's far worse than the evil ghost who lowered his head in the nightmare.

This is a thought that flashed through Yao Feng's mind.

Yao Feng had no time to use the bronze oil lamp, so he could only roll on the ground in a mess and avoid it dangerously. But before he could stand up, he rushed up alone and reached out to step on the ground with his hand holding the bronze oil lamp.

Severe pain in the wrist!

At this moment, Yao Feng even thought his wrist had broken.

Almost at the same time, someone wanted to snatch the bronze oil lamp from his hand.

But even so, Yao Feng did not release the bronze oil lamp. This thing is his only life-saving straw now, so he must not let go.

The one who sneaked into Yao Feng was naturally the sloppy old man.

The other party was indeed unhappy, but Yao Feng didn't expect that he was half a head taller than this sloppy old man, and at this moment, he was actually crushed by the other party in terms of strength.

Is this still an old man?

Fortunately, Yao Feng had not relaxed and exercised in the past three years because of nightmare. And don’t forget that he also paid for a fighting class.

At this time, what I learned in fighting class came in handy.

Yao Feng used force to his waist and abdomen, raised his feet and kicked him hard above the other knee. Then he grabbed the other's wrist with his other hand, and plated his feet upwards, clamped the other's arms, and borrowed the strength of his entire body to pull the other down.

A set of actions is not standard, but it can also be of great use at this time.

The sloppy old man didn't expect Yao Feng to resist, and his face showed a look of surprise.

At this time, Yao Feng locked one of the other party's arms. Logically, Yao Feng had the initiative and advantage, but in fact, the power of the sloppy old man far exceeded Yao Feng's expectations.

Normal people have lost their ability to resist in this situation, because as long as Yao Feng exerts more force, the other party's arm will inevitably be broken.

But in fact, at this time they actually formed a struggle.

The sloppy old man can only use the power of one arm, while Yao Feng is the combination of his arms and legs. In this case, he actually fought for half a dozen points. It is conceivable that under normal circumstances, Yao Feng would definitely not be his opponent.

The old man's power began to increase.

This is obviously unreasonable. If the other party is a strong man over two meters tall, he might have such a level of power, but the old man is only 1.7 meters tall, so it is impossible for him to burst out such a level of power.

Yao Feng could hardly bear it anymore.

At this time, another cold and cold came from behind.

It was the evil ghost who had no eyes just now.

Yao Feng is now fighting with the sloppy old man and can't move at all. If the evil ghost attacks him at this critical moment, he will have no way to do it. Yao Feng secretly said that he will suffer.

But what happened the next moment was unexpected and was secretly happy.

The evil ghost didn't choke his neck, but instead grabbed the bronze oil lamp, probably trying to steal this thing away.

But the problem is, it's a ghost.

The characteristic of bronze oil lamps is that they burn when they encounter ghosts.

Sure enough, when the evil ghost grabbed the bronze oil lamp with his hands, a ball of flame flashed out of the oil lamp. In an instant, a ball of flame ignited on the evil ghost.

There was no scream, and the evil ghost turned into ashes under the flames.

Seeing this, the sloppy old man was so angry that his eyelids twitched wildly. He roared angrily, as if someone had ruined his beloved thing.

"Hey, hey, you don't blame me for this!" Yao Feng was startled and hurriedly defended: "It was touched by itself."

Speaking of this, Yao Feng is now exerting his energy. Unexpectedly, the sloppy old man knocked away one of Yao Feng's legs with his other hand, turned over and grabbed Yao Feng's neck.

"I'll strangle you to death!"

The voice was full of anger.

It can be seen that the sloppy old man was really angry, and his eyes were full of fierce aura.

Yao Feng was almost pinched and passed away. The other party was too strong, and he felt that he was not an old man less than 1.7 meters tall, but a young and strong man two meters tall.

I am not an opponent at all.

In crisis, Yao Feng was in danger.

At this time, he suddenly noticed a tattoo on the sloppy old man's neck.

A twisted word "gambling".

Yao Feng was stunned at the moment.

He thought of a past, but he couldn't believe it. He looked at it again and confirmed more and more.

No matter whether that is the case or not, Yao Feng is almost strangled to death now, and he can only be a silence, and now he makes a hoarse voice.

"Cui... Grandpa Cui, I... Yao... Yao Feng!"

The sound seemed to be squeezed out. At this time, Yao Feng was strangled and it was good that he could make a sound.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Feng felt the pressure on his neck drop sharply, which made him breathe heavily. If it were a little later just now, he would probably have passed.

However, the sloppy old man's hand still did not leave Yao Feng's neck.

"What did you say just now?"

The old man stared at Yao Feng and asked a question, with a look of suspicion in his eyes.

At this time, Yao Feng spoke, "You are Cui Yanqing, Cui Yanping's grandfather, I am Yao Feng, and you are classmates with your grandson. Have you forgotten?"

The sloppy old man frowned: "What's your dad's name?"

"Yao Shan, my mother's name is..."

"Okay, okay!" Before Yao Feng finished speaking, Old Man Cui let go of his hand. Yao Feng also let go of the other party. The two sat opposite each other at this moment, Yao Feng's face turned red. He was sweating just now, and Old Man Cui on the opposite side was also exhausted, after all, he was old.

"Boy Yao family, how could it be you? How did you get here?" Old Man Cui's tone was stiff, but unlike the dullness just now, there was a hint of concern in his tone.

Twenty years ago, Yao Feng, who had just entered the first grade, was the king of children in the yard. He took a group of children up and down the river all day long. Among his childhood playmates, there was a man named Cui Yanping, who had a very good relationship with Yao Feng.

Cui Yanping's parents do some small business and don't stay at home all day long. On weekdays, they are taken care of by his grandfather Cui Yanqing, but this old man has a disadvantage that he is good at gambling. It is said that his family was defeated by gambling in his early years. Cui Yanping's grandmother couldn't think of it because of this matter. After that, Cui Yanqing cut off his right little finger with a knife, and at the same time tattooed the word "gambling" on his neck, and vowed not to gamble again.

Of course, Yao Feng also heard about this.

But because he and Cui Yanping have a good relationship, the two families often eat each other and are naturally very familiar with each other. So even after twenty years, Cui Yanqing's appearance has changed a lot, but the tattoo on his neck and the missing little finger on his right hand can be recognized by Yao Feng at a glance.

But the problem is that in Yao Feng's memory, Cui Yanqing should have been dead.

That was when he was in the second grade, when he and Choi Yanping got off school, they found something was wrong after they came back.

Cui Yanping's parents have returned for the first time. His house is covered with white cloth and the yard is crowded with people. Later I found out that Cui Yanping's grandfather is dead.

Yao Feng didn't know how he died. Anyway, he and Cui Yanping knelt in the mourning hall together for a long time, and their eyes were swollen.

The second-grade child already knew that he had parted in life and death. Yao Feng cried because he was close to Cui Yanqing. He knew that he would never see him again in the future and liked to tell him stories. He would occasionally buy some candy for him to eat.

These memories are almost forgotten because they are long, but at this moment, when Yao Feng was confused, he was sweating all over when he saw the living Cui Yanqing.

Why did this person who has been dead for twenty years live again?

Or is the other party not a living person at all?

Cui Yanqing on the opposite side guessed that Yao Feng was thinking and said, "Boy Yao, what are you thinking about?"

"You are really Grandpa Cui, Cui Yanqing?" Yao Feng still disbelief.

"Nonsense, it's not me, you kid has died eight times long ago." Cui Yanqing was so angry that she didn't know whether it was because of Yao Feng's words or because of what happened just now. "Yao kid, hurry up and say, how did you run here?"

This time Yao Feng did not hide it.

In his heart, Cui Yanqing is not an outsider, and Yao Feng has a feeling that some of his questions can be answered by Cui Yanqing.

It started from receiving a call from Uncle Zhang, then was attacked on the train, and then encountered Sun Peipei, and then was picked up by Uncle Zhang at the station. This time, Yao Feng was a general who gave a detailed explanation.

Cui Yanqing listened carefully, with a solemn expression.

When Yao Feng finished speaking, Cui Yanqing said, "So, is the girl you just asked about Sun Peipei?"

Yao Feng nodded.

"Oh!" Cui Yanqing sighed, wanted to speak but stopped, and finally shook her head: "Forget it, life and death are fate, but in the past, I saw that the daughter of the Sun family was not a short-lived person, and there might be a turning point."

This is quite mysterious. Yao Feng must have sneered at it before, but now, he hopes that it is the case.

"Grandpa Cui, what's going on here?" Yao Feng believed that Cui Yanqing knew something, and he had long wanted to figure it out clearly. It would be uncomfortable to know nothing about a person who was kept in the dark.

Cui Yanqing smiled: "You guessed right before. Zhang Huaiyuan is indeed not a living person, but he is not a ghost. As far as I see, he is a kind of corpse puppet, a corpse puppet, belonging to Yinshan, Maoshan, Puppet Sect and other techniques. It is said that when you reach a profound level, corpse puppets can never be corrupted for a hundred years, just like a living person."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Yao Feng felt that Cui Yanqing was saying this, and his tone was full of yearning. As for the corpse puppets, Yinshan Puppet Sect and so on, this is the first time Yao Feng heard of it. Maoshan knows that Taoist holy land is quite famous.

"As you said, Zhang Huaiyuan is capable of being wise, which means he has wisdom. He tricked you into it and did not harm you immediately. It must have another purpose. Maybe it may not be malicious. If you and Sun Peipei do not run away, you will not be trapped in this world of monsters. However, you are lucky and have this spiritual weapon to defend yourself, so you are safe and sound so far."

The more I talked about it, the more mysterious it became.

Before, if anyone would tell Yao Feng this, he would think that the other party was crazy.

But after really experiencing these things and seeing them with your own eyes, Yao Feng believed it.

Next, Cui Yanqing told Yao Feng about a world of cultivators that are not known to ordinary people but are real, and there are many incredible things in it.

In addition, Yao Feng also knew that Cui Yanqing was not really dead at the beginning. When talking about this, Cui Yanqing did not say much. Even Yao Feng asked, he was vague. Obviously, there was something else that he suddenly pretended to die back then.

As for why Cui Yanqing was in this so-called world of monsters, the answer given by the other party was two words.

Practice!

"Yao Feng, if you are an ordinary person who doesn't know anything, you Grandpa Cui, I will definitely not tell you this. I definitely hope you will take a normal path and live your life safely with a wife and having children. But now you have been involved. Not to mention why Zhang Huaiyuan had to deliberately trick you into tricking you, this matter is definitely not that simple. Since you have been involved, then you should know it. It is absolutely no harm to know earlier."

Choi Yanqing continued to preach.

"I just told you that the practitioners were actually called differently in different periods. In ancient times, they were called alchemists and alchemists, and later they were called sorcerers. Then they were divided into sects, Taoism, Buddhism and other religions, and they had many specific names, but most of them were not able to obtain the Dharma. However, practitioners with true Dharma can lead qi into their bodies, live forever, drive monsters of ghosts and monsters, and do things that ordinary people cannot do, which is very mysterious."
Chapter completed!