Finally, Xing Zhen agreed to go to the woods east of the town to observe. If he could find a ghost and had the ability to subdue, he would do his best.

At the same time, he rejected the old man's invitation and thanks and said bluntly that he would not make a living by doing this, and he would not make this money.

The old man reluctantly watched Xing Zhen leave, waiting for the young man to walk away. The old man prayed from the heart: "A good man will have a safe life."

Xing Zhen did not go directly to Zhendong Shulin, but returned to the abandoned house to explain and locked himself in the house and engraved the talisman.

In the evening, Taohua brought Bu Shi and the little ones back to the abandoned house. The two little guys were smiling from ear to ear, saying that Taohua sister was the best and the best in the world.

Xing Zhen watched the two little guys take off their old cotton jackets from winter and put on the newly purchased thick clothes. He instantly understood the reason and walked to Taohua and apologized: "Sister Taohua has spent money."

The latter laughed and asked, "Don't treat peach blossoms as sister, right?"

The little thing who had just changed his clothes retorted: "How could it be? Sister Taohua not only bought new clothes for me and Shi Bu, but also books, paper and ink. She also brought them to Brother Xing Zhen, and hid them in Sister Taohua's backpack."

Xiao Bushi laughed and scolded: "Silly, Sister Taohua wants to surprise Brother Xing Zhen, it's no fun to say it."

The little thing threw his teeth and claws on it: "You are stupid, you are stupid servant."

Ignoring the fight between the two little guys, Taohua put down the basket and threw it down: "Clothes and books are in the basket. You can try to match it yourself. Do you like it or not? I'll go cook." After that, Taohua fell and ran away.

Xing Zhen rewarded the two little guys with huge profits each and ordered: "Help Sister Taohua cook."

The two little guys were in a good mood and jumped away without refuting. Only the little puppy lying beside the wall looked slanted and despised the guy with new clothes. He grinned, as if he wanted to tear their clothes apart.

Xing Zhen, who practiced boxing alone in the courtyard, tried to superimpose and merge the second style and internal force. Suddenly, he thought that his own strength suddenly changed from weak to strong, which could also cause trouble to the enemy.

When I thought of it, I tried it, constantly compressing the internal force in the vein and slowing down the flow rate of the internal qi. Xing Zhen was born dull and was really not a good match for the innovation path. After a long time, there was no substantial progress. The boy was not stubborn when he was young and would not give up until he achieved his goal. Therefore, he didn't even eat food and was silent in his own attempts.

The young man who was sweating profusely suddenly remembered the cigarette puddle pot of the copycat Yang Lao. The position he chose was urgently detailed when he hit him, and then he tried to move his internal force closer to the place where Mr. Yang had hit him.

Every time I run, I gained very little but made some progress. While Xing Zhen was grateful to Mr. Yang, I couldn't help but think of Feng Yu's old bandits.

The boy looked at the direction of the water and mountain, clenched his fists and murmured to himself: "I will go back, the inheritance is still there, and the phoenix feather is still there."

The dark young man with swordsman was carrying a huge bamboo basket, followed by a reluctant puppy.

The boy said with great thoughts: "You can wear clothes or understand books? What's the point of being jealous?"

The little dog's contemptuous eyes were unconcealed. "Wool wool."

The boy smiled bitterly: "Okay, okay, I have time to buy you a chicken leg."

The puppy immediately shook his head and tail. The next moment, he heard a saying "I am meat and you eat bones", and he instantly barked angrily. He was unwilling to accept it and simply rushed up.

An old monk with kind-eyed eyebrows and eyes jingled, holding a staff in his hand and leading a young monk to do his homework.

The two of them were torn clothes and covered in blood. They probably had been fighting just now, and their steps were a little sluggish when walking.

The old monk started to clasp his hands and sang the Buddha's name: "Where is the donor going?"

Xing Zhen admitted frankly: "I heard that there is a wood in front of me, but I wonder if the master knows it?"

The old monk said, "There are many wild mountains and ridges ahead. Not only are there often beasts, but there are also evil ghosts and other brothers. Seeing that the donor's qi and blood are floating, it is better to go back home."

Xing Zhen was secretly happy in his heart, and the suppression realm was indeed effective. At least the old monk in front of him did not see his true feelings.

But he insisted: "Thank you, Master, for reminding me, I will look around and leave."

The old monk thought for a moment and said, "I have no malice. Seeing that the donor is a martial arts practitioner, you should know that there are many dark things in the wilderness. At a young age, you are still in your prime. Being careful in your work is the best strategy."

Xing Zhen bowed his hand and said, "Thank you, Master, for your advice, I will be more careful when I have to do some things."

Seeing that Zheng Zhen's intention had been decided, the old monk retreated and said, "Since the donor's intention had been decided, Buddhism takes compassion as its mercy. If you can't bear to see the donor encounter an unexpected situation, it's better to accompany the little disciple Pingjue to accompany you."

"My little disciple has been with me for many years and has learned some skills in subduing demons and eliminating demons. He can help the donor some of them."

Seeing that Xing Zhen still had the intention of rejection, the old monk said first: "Is it possible that Master Shi, I am really embarrassed to accompany you. Some things in the temple need to be handled. The little disciple's Buddhist teachings are sufficient, so donor rest assured."

Xing Zhen stuttered and said: "Master, please forgive me, I am short of money. I have no money in Cunyu to hire the master to go with me."

The old monk looked kind and said, "The monks are compassionate and do not charge any fees."

Xing Zhen glanced at the corner of his eyes and looked at the change of expressions of the master and the disciple, and muttered intentionally or unintentionally: "It would be great if the monks of Ping'an Temple had the master's mind, and the residents of Muyang Town would not have to spend a lot of money every year."

Xing Zhen then scratched his head: "Thank you for your kindness, Master, I am an apprentice in a blacksmith shop. I want to cross mountains and rivers to find various stones. If the little master has time, it can be delayed by one or two months. I really hope that the little master will accompany us to protect our safety."

The old monk smiled bitterly: "Forget it, it's too long, and the little disciple has other things to do. The donor is more careful along the way, so I won't persuade him."

Xing Zhen clasped his fists: "Thank you, Master, I will say goodbye first."

Xing Zhen took a sip of the clear water of the gourd, heard the barking sound, and looked down and saw that the puppy was looking through.

Xing Zhen asked: "You are thirsty and want to drink water?"

The puppy nodded vigorously, Xing Zhen squatted down after knowing it. The gourd mouth was far away from the puppy's mouth, and the water flow slowly flowed into the puppy's mouth.

The latter's little eyes were filled with murderous aura. If the eyes could kill people, Xing Zhen would probably have died several times.

Xing Zhen was confused and said carelessly: "Whatever you look at is the difference between people and dogs."

The snow-white puppy slapped the gourd with one paw, grinned and pounced on him again. Xing Zhen took the opportunity to hold him in his arms, threw a candy bean into the dog's mouth.

"I bought it for you yesterday, Sister Taohua bought it for you, so I want to see how long your stingy dog ​​can get angry. Facts have proved that it is far beyond our expectations."

Ignoring the pleading look of Xiaogouzhai, Xing Zhen put it on the ground and ordered: "It's time for you to use when approaching the woods."

Then he took out the talisman of the living female ghost Zhang Rou and placed it next to the nose of the little dog village. After smelling it, the latter stepped on his limbs and hooves and ran happily.

The puppy buzzed his little nose and stayed in front of a lonely grave. There were no tombstones and weeds. The side of the grave was as big as a wellhead, and there were no weeds that seemed to have just been turned.

Next to the grave was a middle-aged Taoist priest and a woman. The Taoist priest was carrying a peach wood sword and wearing a lotus crown.

The woman is not in her early twenties and stands tall and graceful, with the style of a big child. She holds a long sword in her hand, with exquisite workmanship, made of golden metal, and is inlaid with red and blue gems.

The two of them were also messy and had signs of being scratched.

The middle-aged Taoist priest bowed his hand and said, "The young hero is also here to subdue demons and eliminate demons? One person and one dog are coming alone, and his courage is admirable."

"I am lucky enough to have a relationship with the young hero. I dare to ask what the young hero calls him."

Xing Zhen held his fists and replied: "In the process of Xing Zhen, I don't have much strength to subdue demons and eliminate demons. I work in the blacksmith shop and just look for some stones in the mountains."

"May I ask senior, what's going on with your clothes? I've just fought with someone?"

Chen Gouping was indignant: "No wonder the young man carried a big bamboo basket to collect more stones."

"Just just now, an old monk and a young monk stopped my parents from entering this woods. If you don't fight with each other, the young man should not be suspicious."

Xing Zhen said, "Is it an old monk holding a staff?"

Chen Gouping: "Oh? Did the young hero see them too, and did not stop you from entering here?"

Xing Zhen said: "I didn't insist on stopping me if I verbally persuade me."

Chen Gouping sneered: "They want to stop them, so their injuries must be healed. Now the clay Buddha crosses the river and cannot protect himself, so of course he will not attack you."

Xing Zhen said straight to the point: "Have you discovered it when you come here?"

Chen Gouping said bluntly: "This grave has a strong yin energy, but it was removed by my father and daughter. No yin was found for the time being, so it was a waste of time."

Xing Zhen was confused: "I haven't heard of Tombyang Town spending money to hire Taoist priests. How do you know there are demons here?"

Chen Gouping: "Subduing demons and eliminating demons is my Taoist duty, and you can earn merit. How can you collect money from ordinary people? The ancestors know that they will punish me."

Xing Zhen admired him: "Senior, good demeanor."

"The young man has been awarded the award. Now this forest is safe. Without the attack of Yin Qi, there will be no Yin things wandering. As for the great monsters, they are usually in the deep mountains and old forests, and this is a border of the forest, which is rarely seen."

Xing Zhen: "Thank you for your advice, I would like to ask if you have discovered this grave."

"There are signs of turning over, which may be caused by wild beasts in the forest. Without anything else, why did the young man care about this grave?"

"To be honest, this is my distant tomb, burying my family's kissing Chen Rou. Today is the day of Chen Rou's worship. I came to worship him along the way."

"Oh, there are no stone tablets here, sure I remember correctly?"

"I can't remember it wrong. My family is poor and can't afford a stone tablet. I'm afraid this is the only one in this family, which is considered a special sign."

Chen Gouping: "Young hero can be convenient for himself, and you don't have to mind our mother and daughter."

Xing Zhen looked shy: "I have a close relationship with this distant aunt. I have some personal words to say, please forgive me, senior."

Chen Gouping suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's it, then my father and daughter won't disturb you here. Goodbye."

The woman Chen Duzhi spoke, but Chen Gouping winked without a trace. Chen Du held back his words when he reached his mouth, and reluctantly followed the Taoist priest to leave.

Xing Zhen stood still: "Thank you for your accomplishment," and then watched the father and daughter leave.

Chen Gouping whispered: "Don't look back, the boy has been watching us."

Chen Du's words were plain and did not treat the respect a father deserved: "You and I have worked hard to hurt the two monks, why did you give this kid a bargain?"

Chen Gouping didn't mind his tone and answered questions and questions: "This grave has been inspected and there is nothing strange. Instead of having many enemies, it is better to be a favor."

Chen Du sneered: "How can we accomplish this kind of fear? In my opinion, it is better to kill the matter so much as to avoid being found by him and snatching us the opportunity."

Chen Gouping whispered: "Don't do it nonsense. Don't you think this young man looks familiar? To be precise, you have heard it somewhere."

"The boy with a sword-bearing hanged on the waist, think about it carefully."

Chen Du thought for a moment and woke up suddenly, exclaiming: "You said he is..."

Chen Gouping suddenly raised his hand to cover Chen Du's mouth, shaved hard, and then made a ban gesture. He turned around and clasped his fists at Xing Zhen in the distance.

He shouted loudly: "Young man will have a date later."

Then he whispered: "Don't worry, I believe he will go to the same place with us."

Xing Zhen, who was standing on the grave, whispered: "They seem to be talking about me."

The puppy around him reconsidered "Woolwoo".

Xing Zhen lowered his head and smiled: "Can you hear them clearly?"

Seeing the puppy and chick pecking at rice, Xing Zhen continued to ask: "Are they really talking about me?"
Chapter completed!