The dim ghost realm looks like a corner forgotten by the world.
Loneliness and loneliness are the main theme here.
The decaying wooden house was filled with a faint musty smell.
The haggard old man was waiting quietly inside.
He was sitting on a chair, his dark eyes turning slightly, looking more like a ghost than a human being.
The stiff and rotten body was covered in the stench woven from the grave soil.
In the past few decades, countless graves have been piled up at his feet.
The raised earth bags of those graves can be piled up into mountains, and there are enough ghosts in the mountains to bury a human being.
Now this old man who is at the top of the pyramid and has buried countless ghosts is about to bury himself.
He will die soon.
According to the original fate track, this old man will still reappear in the hands of the [Spiritist] after his death. Although his appearance is relatively short, he still plays a huge role in various supernatural events.
"Young junior, you're doing well."
Luo Qian looked at Wu Nai who opened the door and walked in, and said with difficulty: "Sure enough, you have grown up very fast. Looking at you, I seem to have seen Zhang Dong in his youth."
"Thank you, Uncle Luo. You are now so old that you only have half a breath left, but standing opposite you, I still feel like I am standing in front of a hell."
Wu Nai sighed: "I really want to know what Zhang Dong was like in his heyday."
"You will know..."
Luo Qian smiled silently, "Being able to find this place and come up to me fully demonstrates your potential. When we were on the bus, I felt that you were very different. Little junior, come on, give me a hand.
.”
The old man stretched out a cold and stiff arm.
Wu Nai immediately stepped forward to support the old cemetery owner. At the moment of physical contact, the huge pressure fell, and his hands seemed to be supporting a human world where countless evil ghosts were buried.
Phew...he took a deep breath.
The superpower was so strong that it overwhelmed every cell in his body.
In his sight, the value of the power points in the bottom corner of the information bar was once again beating and growing at an alarming speed.
It jumped from "250000.0" to "300000.0" in an instant, and this number continues to rise.
No intention of stopping at all.
All I can say is that he is worthy of being one of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, a man who is almost a bug.
"Let's go and wait for the bus. It will be faster to take the bus to find Zhang Dong."
Luo Qian ordered, while looking Wu Nai up and down: "That coffin is indeed very good, but the way you use it is even better and very powerful. It is much smarter than us. I believe Zhang Dong will be happy to see you. I didn't expect it."
We old guys can still see a glimmer of hope before we leave."
"It's all thanks to you, senior. You helped me a lot on the bus last time..." Wu Nai thanked me.
"Really, it seems that you only need to contact me to get the help you need. That's very good, very labor-saving. I happen to be old and have inconvenient legs and feet, so you can give me a little more help..."
The two of them left the old wooden house step by step while talking.
"Uncle Luo, have you considered leaving too much behind? Maybe one day this era will need your power to suppress the unrest."
Wu Nai suggested: "And you can also take this opportunity to see more of the world in the future."
"Oh? Tell me what you think."
"I heard that there is a [spiritual summoner] in Taiping Ancient Town, who can use the things used by ghost masters as a 'medium' to summon people back from death."
Wu Nai took a deep breath and said, looking at the power values that were still floating in front of him, planning to find a time to go to Taiping Ancient Town and get the skill of [Spirit Conjurer].
When the time comes, if you hold a few more relics of the cemetery owner Luo Qian, you will have more chances of winning in the game with the world.
"Taiping Ancient Town..."
Luo Qian's dark eyes showed a trace of reminiscence, "I know that place. When I was young, I owed a favor to the [spiritual caller] and handed over a memorial tablet. After I die, they can call the spirit and let me take action once.
But I’m not interested in this way of living.”
"So forget it. The next time belongs to you young people. Old people like me should leave when it's time to leave. Otherwise, you will never find a real future if you stick to the old path."
Unsurprisingly, the cemetery owner Luo Qian rejected the proposal.
He has his own ideas, thinking that he has done everything he can do, and everything left will be left to those who come after him.
I don't want to interfere too much.
Although he had expected this result, Wu Nai was still a little disappointed.
Crunch...the sound of tires screeching suddenly sounded in the silent cemetery.
The bus has arrived.
The supernatural bus stopped and slowly opened its door. Wu Nai helped the old man step onto the bus.
After getting in the car, he immediately noticed an acquaintance - Xu Feng.
"Wu Nai!"
Xu Feng glanced at him in surprise, and then his eyes fell on Luo Qian again. The moment he saw the old man, he couldn't help but shudder.
But this time, in addition to Xu Feng, there was another ghost controller in the car.
This ghost master was a bald man who claimed to be a graduate of the Buddhist College, named Lin Bei. After introducing himself, he didn't say much more.
Wu Nai glanced at the two of them and looked at the situation in the car without saying anything.
Except for the two ghost masters, there were no living people in the car. The rest were all ghosts.
However, there are not many ghosts, only two or three.
Wu Nai supported Luo Qian and walked step by step along the corridor in the carriage to sit next to the rear door.
Although Xu Feng felt extremely frightened when he saw the old man he missed last time, he couldn't help but go up to him and say hello: "Old sir...Long time no see."
"……Who are you?"
Luo Qian frowned and said, "I'm old, and sometimes I can't remember people."
"I'm the one who sat next to you last time... I want to ask you about ways to delay the recovery of the evil spirit..." Xu Feng said in a low voice, "I will pay any price for this, I hope you can agree."
His attitude was very respectful and his posture was quite low, but the result he got was not what he wanted.
Luo Qian shook his head silently and refused directly: "Everyone has his own way to go, I can't help you."
Xu Feng's expression changed when he heard this, and he wanted to say something, but after being glanced at by Luo Qian, he immediately shut his mouth obediently and continued to lie down on his seat.
Wu Nai sat aside and watched silently throughout the whole process.
The bus drove very fast, passing one stop after another, and finally stopped in front of an old forest.
"Let's go. We've arrived. Help me get out of the car."
Luo Qian, who saw the woods through the window, said lightly.
After the car door opened, the two of them got out together and entered a forest.
There is a path in this old forest. It is winding and not too long. You can see the end at a glance.
There is an old house at the end, which seems to have been abandoned for a long time and is inaccessible, but there are two red lanterns hanging on the door of that old house, and the red lanterns are still on at the moment, emitting a reddish light.
From a distance, it looks like a pair of strange eyes, looking hesitant and strange.
The old forest is very quiet, and as soon as you enter it, you feel like you have entered another world, giving people an unreal feeling.