() "Young Master, this old slave has been wandering for half his life, helpless. Like a walking corpse, a lonely ghost... Meeting the young master today is a lifelong blessing for the old slave. I hope that the young master will show his noble hand and let go.
The old slave is given a way out, and is allowed to follow the young master all his life. From now on, he will be a cow or a horse, and he will be driven by whatever he wants..."
"Follow me?" A sneer appeared on Zhang Qiang's face. "Your methods are so sinister and sinister. Isn't following me like raising a poisonous snake? If I accept you, I might as well kill you!" As he spoke, Zhang Qiang had already
He stood up and walked towards the old man.
The old man did not dodge, but continued to kneel, with tears streaming down his face, and he sobbed: "The old slave's method is really to protect himself. Even though he is ruthless, it is a helpless move. I think I am alone, so there is nothing like this."
By means of this method, I have already died in the underworld, and my body was exposed in the wilderness. Please forgive me, young master..."
"Alone?" Zhang Qiang stopped and looked at the old man, "Aren't you from Qimen?"
The old man looked up at Zhang Qiang and shook his head vigorously: "No, I have never had anything to do with Qimen."
"Then where did you learn this skill? Don't tell me that you are self-taught!" Zhang Qiang said coldly.
"Old slave originally came from the Liuren sect. Thirty years ago, he left the Liuren sect because of a disagreement with his senior brother. Since then, he has wandered around the world, traveling alone."
"Liu Renmen?" Zhang Qiang frowned slightly, "Is Liurenmen good at raising gu?"
"No, no." The old man quickly waved his hand and said: "Liu Renmen is good at concealment skills, and raising gu... I learned it secretly from other places..." At this point, the old man's
There was a pitiful expression on his face again: "Young Master, the old slave has no choice but to raise Gu... There are many strong people in this world, and the old slave is a helpless person. If he wants to survive, he can only
Using some extraordinary means, I still hope that the young master will think..."
"It turned out to be a bereaved dog." Zhang Qiang thought secretly in his heart: "This old man has been around the world for so many years, so he should know a lot of things, and what I lack now is this information. It's just that this man is sinister and vicious, and he should be around me
You may fall victim to it at any time..."
Thinking that he almost fell into the hands of this old man, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but hesitate. The old man was very observant and immediately said: "Please rest assured, young master. Since I have decided to follow the young master, I must be loyal. No."
You dare to have any wrong thoughts. If you don’t believe it, young master, please take away the old slave’s life now!”
As he spoke, the old man puffed up his chest, raised his head and closed his eyes, as if he was looking forward to death.
"For people like you, swearing is like farting. It's better to tell your true thoughts. Maybe I will consider it." Zhang Qiang said.
The old man opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Qiang, "I want to find a supporter."
"anything else?"
"And..." the old man's eyes flickered, "Young master is so young, you can achieve such achievements. He must be from a famous family and have guidance from famous teachers. I dare not expect the young master to teach me everything.
I just hope I can give you a few pointers every now and then, and then I’ll be able to use them a lot.”
It seems that this is the old man's real purpose.
It’s no wonder that in addition to the lack of spiritual energy in this world, there is also a lack of cultivation methods. It seems that many practitioners are trying to find the correct method of cultivation. However, Zhang Qiang’s method is unique to him, and it is impossible to pass it on to others. But
There was no problem with his guidance. Who told him to know all the techniques of both good and evil factions? So after hearing what the old man said, he couldn't help but smile.
"Guidance is fine, but before I completely trust you, don't get any benefits from me. Do you understand?"
"Of course, of course!" The old man nodded repeatedly, "As long as the young master is willing to take the old slave in, the old slave will be grateful. The rest is up to the young master to decide."
"Get up." Zhang Qiang pointed to the old man's broken arm, "You'd better hurry up and go to the hospital to reconnect this arm."
"No need." The old man shook his head, "This arm is just a decoration. It's better to confuse the enemy. Hehe, what this old slave likes to do most is to take things by surprise."
Zhang Qiang rolled his eyes: "That's right. Since you like heavy flavors, that's it. By the way, what should I call you?"
"Call me old ghost." When the old man said this, his eyes were shining with green light.
"He lives up to his name." Zhang Qiang took out a business card and handed it to the old ghost, "You are such a ghost, don't follow me at ordinary times. Just contact me if you need anything. Do you understand?"
"Understood." The old ghost took the business card and took a look at it, his eyes couldn't help but light up, "It turns out to be Director Zhang. He is really young and promising."
"How can I contact you?" Zhang Qiang asked.
The old ghost hurriedly took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang took a look at it and saw printed on it - Gui Anping, Business Director of Baolong Jewelry Trading Company.
"Gui Anping? Business director?" Zhang Qiang laughed. "You're such a fool and you still talk to people about business?"
The old ghost grinned: "I still dress up carefully in front of others, at least I won't scare them."
Zhang Qiang nodded: "Your business is to find spiritual stones and then steal them, right?"
"What else can I do?" The old ghost smiled bitterly.
"How was the harvest?"
The old ghost shook his head: "You may not be able to find a suitable spiritual stone in a year. And once you find it, you will not try your best to grab it. But snatching it is the same as throwing away everything. Because the skill is not good, there is no way.
If you cannot make full use of the spiritual energy inside, at least half of it will be wasted."
"Is this also the case with other cultivators?"
"Absolutely. Anyway, from what I have seen, this is the case." Having said this, the old ghost looked at Zhang Qiang with an extremely pious expression on his face. "Young Master, I hope to follow you like this.
It’s been a long time since I’ve known you, Master. Please, Master, for the sake of my loyalty, please don’t hesitate to teach me!”
Zhang Qiang curled his lips: "How long has it been since you became loyal?"
"Well, I made a mistake... I just wanted to express my feelings..."
Zhang Qiang waved his hand to stop the old ghost, took out a blue bullet from his pocket and handed it to him. "Is this thing the same as your Blue Ridge Gu worm?"
The old ghost took the bullet, looked at it, and nodded: "That's right. This is also made from blue ridge grass."
"Blue Ridge Grass?"
"Young Master, don't you know much about this grass?" The old ghost looked at Zhang Qiang's expression, his eyes flashing green.
"That's right. There was no such thing in the place where I was before, so I need you to tell me." Zhang Qiang looked into the old ghost's eyes and said calmly.
"I see." A flattering smile immediately appeared on the old ghost's face, "I knew that the young master had a great background. Now that he is playing in the mortal world and letting me meet him, it is really his fate."
"Stop talking nonsense and tell me what this is." Zhang Qiang rolled his eyes.
