"Hehe, if you want to be a bald donkey, you can't just hold a Zen staff, and you can't grow your hair."
In mid-air, a little boy who looked to be about 10 years old showed an innocent and evil smile, and his fingers turned into two sharp blades and rushed towards Lu Yangyu.
But just when he was about to raise and lower the knife, the two fingers that turned into blades were suddenly broken.
This sudden change frightened the little boy and exclaimed: "My hand! My hand!!!"
Lu Yangyu, who was almost "annihilated", trembled all over, touched his hair and said to Jiang Beiran: "Did you feel the coldness on the top of your head?"
"No."
Jiang Beiran shook his head, but he was very shocked in his heart.
Because the kid just now could really attack Lu Yangyu from the physical level, which was completely beyond Jiang Beiran's understanding of ghosts.
An invisible and intangible ghost that can beat living people with big-eared melon seeds?
‘Isn’t this invincible!’
When Jiang Beiran was stunned, Lu Yangyu, who felt more and more wind blowing above his head, shook the Zen staff in his hand, letting it make some noise to embolden him.
"This place is still so evil... Beiran, let's leave quickly."
At this moment, above his head, the little boy with broken fingers was flying all over the sky, with a painful expression on his face and kept shouting: "My hand, my hand!!"
At this time, another boy who looked slightly older than him shouted: "Why are you shouting? If it breaks, just break it, and it will grow back again."
"That's right." The little boy who was awakened instantly came to his senses and formed two new fingers.
After flexing his fingers twice to make sure there was no problem, the boy said a little embarrassedly: 'This is the first time this happened...it almost scared me to death.'
"Look at your courage, it's really useless." The big boy said disdainfully.
"But... why did my finger get broken?" the little boy said very strangely.
"It's indeed a strange thing." After saying this, the big boy floated in front of Lu Yangyu and made several faces at him, but Lu Yangyu naturally wouldn't have any reaction.
"Let me try." After the big boy said that, he raised his palm and fanned it towards Lu Yang Yu.
However, before his slap landed on Lu Yangyu's face, he suddenly flipped 720 degrees, turned three and a half times, and Thomas flew out in a full spin.
"Who!? Who hits me!? Come out if you can!"
The big boy covered his face with his right hand and shouted loudly.
When the little boy saw that his elder brother was also beaten for no apparent reason, he became even more panicked...
"Brother...what, what's going on? Is there a ghost?"
"What a ghost!" The elder brother came over and slapped the little boy on the back of the head, "Aren't you a ghost!?"
"Yes..."
The little boy nodded, "What was that thing that hit us?"
The big boy first glanced at Lu Yangyu, but looking at him trembling, he didn't look like someone who could hit him. Since it wasn't Lu Yangyu, he turned his attention to another person.
"Hmm..." The big boy scratched his hairless head, stared at Jiang Beiran for a long time and then said, "This big brother doesn't look like a bad guy, and he probably didn't do it."
After hearing this, another little boy also echoed: "Yes, this big brother looks so kind, I don't know what he is here for."
"He must be here to find Sister Ran, what else could he do." After saying that, the big boy looked at Lu Yangyu again, "He must have brought some magic weapon to take revenge on us, and he was just pretending to be scared."
"Magical weapon!? Then let's run quickly."
"No! I have to get rid of this bad breath!"
After the big boy finished speaking, a strange symbol lit up on his forehead, and at the same time, a ball of dark blue Qi condensed in his hand.
'oh?'
Jiang Beiran, who had been examining the two brats with his mental power, was surprised again, because he found that what this brat condensed was neither profound energy nor spiritual energy, but something similar to evil spirit, but not the same.
Strange smell.
‘Can you attack with both physical and magical attacks? This is too powerful.’ Jiang Beiran couldn’t help but sigh.
"Hmph, even if you have a magic weapon, you still have to shed a layer of skin for me today."
But just as he was about to take further action, he suddenly felt a severe headache.
"Ouch yo yo!"
The big boy was in pain so much that his body was blurred. He held his head in his hands and rolled around, looking extremely painful.
"Brother, what's wrong with you, brother?" The little boy was frightened when he saw his big brother rolling in the sky, and asked repeatedly.
"Ouch! Who is attacking me! If you have the ability, come out and fight head-on! Ouch! I tell you! This territory belongs to my eldest sister! You will not get any good results if you do this!"
However, the more threatening the big boy was, the more he felt waves of pain coming over him. His body even appeared and disappeared, as if he would be completely shaken at any moment.
"Ouch, oh, my life! My dear, my life! My dear, I don't dare to do it anymore. Please let me go. Oh my, my dear, my life, my dear... eh?"
Just when the big boy felt that he might "ascend to heaven" at any time, the severe headache suddenly faded away like a tide.
It took a while for the big boy who recovered a soul to recover, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you so much, good man. Thank you so much, so good man."
Then he quickly fled the scene with his two other friends.
'This ghost cultivator... really has something.'
Jiang Beiran didn't believe that the ability of these two brats to beat people and gather energy had nothing to do with the ghost cultivator. After all, he had seen so many ghosts in Sheng Kingdom, and he had never seen any ghosts with such abilities.
While Jiang Beiran was thinking about the power of that ghost cultivator, Lu Yangyu in front became more and more confident as he walked.
The last time he came here, he lost one of the shoes he was teased about, so he "dressed up" like this this time. Now it seems that his decision was right, and his dressing up scared those dirty things.
"Bei Ran, we're almost there, right in front." Lu Yangyu, who was walking in front, pointed forward and shouted.
Looking in the direction that Lu Yangyu pointed, Jiang Beiran saw a looming wooden house, but its appearance was indeed a bit underworld, much like the kind of haunted house where several serial murders had occurred.
When he approached the small wooden house, Jiang Beiran suddenly discovered that it was not the underworld in appearance, but the underworld in temperament.
This cabin is neither shabby nor dilapidated, but it does have an evil atmosphere that makes people feel uncomfortable.
Taking a deep breath, Lu Yangyu raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.
After a while, there was a "squeak" sound, the wooden door was opened, and a woman with long hair walked out.
'Are you a human?'
After sizing up the woman in front of him, Jiang Beiran had such a doubt in his heart.
The woman has a good appearance, with shaved eyebrows, a plain waist, and white skin. She is wearing a plain brocade palace robe.
But beauty is beautiful, but Jiang Beiran couldn't read any emotion on her face, nor could he feel the slightest warmth on her body.
If his mental power hadn't been able to sweep away the profound energy still flowing in her body, Jiang Beiran would really have thought that she was just a doll.
When Jiang Beiran was surprised by this woman, Lu Yangyu cupped his hands towards her and said, "I encountered some delays on the way. Please forgive me for not arriving on time."
"It's okay." Tang Jingran responded.
‘Tsk…’
If other women can make people feel like a spring breeze when they open their mouths, then when Miss Tang opens her mouth, people will definitely feel a biting cold wind, the kind that hits the soul directly.
"Shall we... go inside and chat?" Lu Yangyu asked, cupping his hands.
"Okay." After Tang Jingran said that, she turned and returned to the house.
The moment Tang Jingran turned around, Lu Yangyu took a long breath and whispered: "Every time I see her, I feel like I'm going to lose several years of my life. Beiran, the favor you owe me this time is not small."
.”
"I remember it."
"Open and bright." Lu Yangyu laughed, took a step forward and said, "Go in first."
If the appearance of the cabin is just like the underworld, then the decoration inside the cabin is not only like the underworld, but the decoration is even more like the underworld.
At a glance, I saw all kinds of little people tied with straw piled in the corner. Masks with hideous and strange expressions were hung all over the wall. Swords, talismans, seals, and mirrors could also be seen everywhere, and these magical instruments were all stained with...
Blood looks very unlucky.
Looking at the ceiling again, I saw that it was covered with blood-red handprints, which could be said to be the ultimate underworld.
'Okay, this is very ghostly practice.'
Compared with the "mountain of corpses" and "blood pool" that Jiang Beiran saw in the Tiange hut he visited before, the atmosphere in this small wooden house was actually more depressing, and even made Jiang Beiran feel that he was no longer in the world.
If Jiang Beiran could feel this way, then Lu Yangyu would be even worse off. Although he had been here once before, this depressing environment still made him feel breathless.
"What do you want from me?" Tang Jingran asked as she lit a candle and put it on the table.
"My friend wanted to find out something about the ghost cultivator, so I recommended you to him. Okay, now you can chat slowly while I go out and take a breather."
After Lu Yangyu said that, he rushed out of the door as if running away. It was obvious that he didn't want to stay in this room for a second.
Hearing the sound of the door closing again, Jiang Beiran looked at a child behind Tang Jingran with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression, who was holding her neck tightly and said, "You should know that this little thing wants your life, right?"
"Um."
Tang Jingran nodded, seemingly not surprised at all that Jiang Beiran could see ghosts.
"Are you planning to tame him?"
"Um."
"It's not easy. This kid has a lot of madness."
Hearing Jiang Beiran's words, the kid on Tang Jingran's neck glared at Jiang Beiran fiercely, and at the same time controlled the madness in his body and attacked Jiang Beiran.
But just when it was about to attack Jiang Beiran with its mad energy, it suddenly felt an extremely strong force coming from below and rushed him directly to the ceiling.
"Ga Gongyi, Qia Ku!"
After being hit on the ceiling, the red-eyed kid was furious. He wanted to fight back, but was thrown to the ground again.
"You'd better be honest, otherwise next time it won't be as simple as lifting it high. I have ten thousand ways to make you lose your mind."
This time the red-eyed kid instantly became obedient and returned to wrap around Tang Jingran's neck.
"It turns out it was you just now!!"
Just when Jiang Beiran was about to say something, the big boy who had been repaired by him suddenly flew down from under the table, stared at Jiang Beiran and shouted loudly.
Jiang Beiran looked up at him, nodded and said, "Do you want to do it again?"
"you you you you!"
The big boy was obviously very angry, but he didn't dare to provoke this human being who could easily deal with him. He could only look at Tang Jingran and said, "Sister Ran, this person bullied us so badly, can you?"
You must help me take revenge."
"Let's go out and play." Tang Jingran said casually.
"Ah? Oh..."
Although the big boy was very reluctant, he still flew out. After all, the one he dared not disobey was Sister Ran.
Seeing that his eldest brother had run away, the other two kiddies also quickly chased after him.
After the three little ghosts left, Jiang Beiran took the initiative and said, "You have a lot of ghosts here."
"Yeah." Tang Jingran nodded.
'Nima... this communication is too tiring.'
Sighing in his heart, Jiang Beiran stopped beating around the bush and went straight to the point: "I know very little about ghost cultivation. I hope the girl can tell me something."
"Can."
Hearing Tang Jingran agree so readily, Jiang Beiran was a little surprised and said: "Are there any conditions?"
"have."
"..."
'Why do you think I should ask more questions about this...'
However, when he was complaining about himself, Jiang Beiran suddenly found that he was completely brought into Tang Jingran's rhythm, which had never happened before.
"What conditions?"
"Fifty yellow-grade superior spiritual stones."
"The price is clearly marked?" Jiang Beiran was a little surprised.
However, fifty yellow-level high-grade spiritual stones were a piece of cake for Jiang Beiran, so he took out a bag from the Qiankun Ring and placed it on the table.
"enough?"
Tang Jingran reached out and took the money bag, shook it by her ear, and then put it into her Qiankun Ring.
After the transaction was successful, Jiang Beiran immediately asked the first question.
"Can you make magic weapons?"
"meeting."
"What kind of magical weapons can you make?"
"all."
'excellent.'
After praising Tang Jingran in his heart, Jiang Beiran continued to ask.
"Can everyone become a ghost cultivator?"
"no."
"Can someone who can see ghosts become a ghost cultivator?"
"Can."
"Then how do I become a ghost cultivator?"
"You have to pay more."
"..."
Jiang Beiran was caught off guard by this answer. He waited for a moment before saying, "How much?"
"Five Xuan-level low-grade spiritual stones."
Five low-grade spiritual stones, neither too much nor too little. The main reason is that Jiang Beiran is not ready to be a ghost cultivator. He is just asking. But if that's the case, the consultation fee is too expensive.
A little more.
'But even if I don't do it...it wouldn't be a bad idea to ask Mo Xia to teach him.'
Now Mo Xia is practicing hard with only half a bucket of knowledge about ghost cultivation. She might accidentally become obsessed with it. But the Tang Jingran in front of her is obviously an old ghost cultivator. Her cultivation method should be relatively good.
reliable.
So Jiang Beiran took out five more low-grade Xuan-level spiritual stones from the Qiankun Ring, put them in a bag and pushed them in front of Tang Jingran.
Tang Jingran took the bag, opened it, took a look, and nodded towards Jiang Beiran.