"Xiao Qian, go and take out the Moutai that I have treasured for twenty years. I will have a drink with the young man."
The bald old man said to the hotel owner.
"I'll get it right away."
The restaurant owner said with a smile on his face that Zhang Fan had helped him a lot and was kind to him. He naturally hoped that his grandfather would treat Zhang Fan well.
After the restaurant owner ran out of the house, the bald old man whispered in Zhang Fan's ear, "Don't let Xiao Qian know about my situation yet. If anything happens, let's talk later."
"good."
Zhang Fan nodded.
Soon, the restaurant owner brought over the Moutai that had been treasured for 20 years, and the three of them started chatting while drinking.
The restaurant owner only had one drink and became so drunk that he lay down on the kang and fell unconscious.
Zhang Fan glanced at the hotel owner, then looked at the bald old man and said, "You are a ghost soldier from the underworld."
Zhang Fan saw that in the Yintang position of the bald old man, there was a mass of soul energy condensed. This was the appearance of the evil warriors and ghosts in the Yang world.
The bald old man nodded noncommittally, "I don't want my family to know about this, young man, thank you for your cooperation just now."
"understand."
Zhang Fan answered.
"After my grandson told me about how you helped him solve trouble in the hotel, I guessed that you are a person of the same lineage as divination."
The bald old man smiled. As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Fan's body, and then asked, "Are you wearing a spiritual stone?"
Zhang Fan nodded lightly.
"There are indeed huge secrets hidden in this Huangshan Mountain, but you are too young and probably not very strong. I suggest you not to get involved."
The bald old man looked at Zhang Fan and persuaded him sincerely.
"My ways are above yours."
Zhang Fan said this in an understatement.
As soon as these words came out, the bald old man was startled for a moment, and looked at Zhang Fan with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
In the opinion of the bald old man, at the age of 20, Zhang Fan, no matter how high his moral conduct, could not be higher than him, whose moral conduct was equivalent to the first stage of the second realm of Xuanmen. For such a talented young man, he was just recording the youth.
I've seen it in Caijun's books.
Zhang Fan smiled lightly, and a powerful aura spurted out of his body in an instant.
The bald old man's expression froze, and then he exclaimed twice, "Genius! Genius!"
"With my strength, can I interfere with the secrets of Huangshan?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"You can intervene, but there are risks. Moreover, if you want to obtain the secrets of Huangshan, the most important thing is opportunity."
The bald old man answered truthfully.
"Opportunity?
What opportunity?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"My grandson also told you some strange things that happened in Huangshan Mountain, which are all related to the secrets hidden in Huangshan Mountain."
The bald old man said.
"Old man, please don't lie to me anymore. What secrets are hidden in this Huangshan Mountain?"
Zhang Fan asked somewhat urgently.
The bald old man laughed dryly, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "I don't know what secrets are hidden in Huangshan Mountain."
Hearing this, Zhang Fan smacked his mouth helplessly, "Since you don't know what secrets are hidden in Huangshan Mountain, why did you suggest me not to get involved in the secrets of Huangshan Mountain in the first place?
Then, he said that the most important thing about obtaining the secret of Huangshan is opportunity?
this……"
The bald old man touched his nose awkwardly, and then said: "Listen to me and tell you slowly..."
"Then tell me..." Zhang Fan sighed softly.
"After my grandson just told me about the things you helped him, he immediately asked about the strange things that happened on Huangshan Mountain. I knew that he was helping you to find out. I first asked about your age, and he told
After I reached your age, I told him the two things he told you.
Both of these things are true and related to the secret of Huangshan, but they cannot be used as clues.
In the cave behind the Herringbone Waterfall, there is nothing but a pile of bones that have been weathered for decades. My brother has been dead for so many years, and there is no way to find the bodies of him and the sika deer he shot, let alone nothing.
used.
The reason why I asked my grandson to tell you these two things is that I hope to leave on my own after finding no clues, or to lure you to come to me, and then I will persuade you to leave.
When I persuaded you to leave before I knew your strength just now, I was practicing my idea.
Because you helped my grandson, I naturally want to repay you. I persuade you to leave because I don’t want you to risk your life here for no reason. After all, exploring the secrets of Huangshan is risky. I didn’t expect you to be so strong..." The bald old man
Smiled.
"Let's get straight to the point..." Zhang Fan continued. Zhang Fan had been busy all day today and was quite tired. He didn't want to waste any more time here.
"Oh..." The bald old man responded quickly, and then continued, "Twenty years ago, a woman named Yin Qing came to us. It was this woman who made me become a ghost soldier in the underworld."
Hearing this, Zhang Fan was shocked. Did grandma let this bald old man become your secret soldier?
If you want to become a Yin soldier and a ghost warrior in the Yang world, you must meet two conditions. The first condition is to have a method for cultivating soul energy, and the second condition is to associate your fate with the underworld.
Only by associating his destiny with the underworld can he obtain magical weapons such as soul-binding chains and have the ability to send ghosts to the underworld.
These two conditions are indispensable.
But the second condition must be done by officials of the underworld or certain functional departments.
"Tell me about the situation at that time."
Zhang Fan said.
"I clearly remember that that day was the eighth day of the fourth lunar month. I had just returned from going to the fields and was eating sorghum rice porridge in the hallway when I saw a beautiful girl in her 30s slowly walking into the house.
I asked her what happened?
After looking around, she said she wanted to give me something. Before I could react, he pointed with one hand, and a stream of obscure information poured into my head, and then I fainted.
I saw Lord Horse Face in my dream. It was he who gave me the soul-binding chain. It was he who connected my fate with the underworld. Moreover, while he was doing these things, he said to me
In one sentence, "Judging from the book of life and death, tomorrow is your last day. It was Sister Qing who saved you, and your savior is named Yin Qing."
If he hadn't told me this woman's name, I wouldn't have known the name of my savior."
The bald old man sighed softly.
Zhang Fan glanced at the bald old man and did not answer, waiting for the bald old man to continue.