Qin Yuan turned around and saw an acquaintance: "Pingping"

In front of a tomb covered with grass in the distance, a handsome young man sitting on a simple wooden chair was burning paper.

Beside him stood his servant.

When she heard someone calling her, Shao Pingping turned around and saw that it was Qin Yuan, showing a happy expression from the bottom of her heart: "Uncle Qin"

Qin Yuan led Li Shoumin over and introduced: "His father is Li Guangqian, who used to be the editor of Zuo History Academy."

"Good brother"

"Good brother"

The two greeted each other warmly.

Qin Yuan walked to the tombstone, unloaded a bottle of thirty-year-old Zhuangyuanhong from the donkey, sprinkled it around the tomb, and presented a Quanjude roast duck.

"It's all your favourite. Once you get down there, you won't gain weight and won't have gout, so feel free to eat."

Shao Pingping couldn't laugh or cry.

I think of my father who will eat and drink well all his life.

There seems to be nothing wrong with what Uncle Qin said.

On the way back, the three of them talked about Song Yufu, who had just been killed by a demon.

Shao Pingping said with a sneer on her face that the demon did not kill others, but it chose to kill Song Yufu. This must have been caused by Dufu Weiting.

Li Shoumin set up the "Dragon Gate Formation", the mist of Qingcheng and the monkeys in Meishan. The "arrangement" made Shao Pingping, who had never seen the world, become so fascinated that she even forgot what she was talking about just now.

Qin Yuan wanted to laugh when he heard this.

These two can be said to be two extremes.

Qin Yuan thinks it has something to do with the two's growing up experiences. Although Shao Pingping didn't have much affluence when she was young, she didn't suffer much and was relatively prone to emotions.

Li Shoumin grew up amid worries and is more realistic. As long as money is not involved, he is basically not impulsive.

"Um"

Qin Yuan pulled the reins around the little donkey's neck.

The latter turned around unhappily and snorted at Qin Yuan.

Why did you come back?

Qin Yuan was sure that he had passed by here before.

Shao Pingping and Li Shoumin pulled the reins at the same time and looked at Qin Yuan doubtfully.

Why did you stop so well?

"We encountered a ghost and hit the wall"

As soon as Qin Yuan's words came out.

Shao Pingping and Li Shoumin's expressions changed.

Others said that they would only treat it as a joke, but Uncle Qin, a master of the eighth grade, would definitely not talk nonsense.

It suddenly became dark.

It was like a curtain suddenly covering the sky.

The dark wind suddenly blew, making a whining sound.

Weird and eerie.

Qin Yuan tapped his hands gently and hummed a ditty.

"The bright moon shines, the dark wind blows in the willow alley... Wandering souls walk all over the lonely road. Looking for a substitute, the dark wind blows the cold moonlight..."

Along with the singing, the grass and trees on the roadside also swayed gently, seeming to keep up with the beat.

The three people's hair stood on end and their bodies were trembling slightly.

"Uncle Qin, can you stop singing?"

Li Shoumin pleaded.

Qin Yuan nodded and looked up. On the old locust tree beside him, squatting was an evil spirit with green face, fangs and green skin, his eyes full of malice.

"Hey, isn't this Wang Wang? No, this is Wang Jixin."

Although he has turned into a ghost, the outline of his face is blurred.

Qin Yuan still recognized the other party at a glance.

Li Shoumin was so frightened that he almost fell down.

Shao Pingping and his servants were not much better.

This thing is really scary.

Qin Yuan directly mobilized his spiritual thoughts to violently crush it.

Today is different from the past, when he cleans up a spirit body it is just like playing.

The damn Wang Jixin had no intelligence, but still had the instinct to sense danger, so he turned around and ran away in fright.

His body moved less than a foot before he was beaten into nothingness by Qin Yuan's divine thoughts.

I can trick you to death when you are alive, and I can take care of you after death.

Qin Yuan explained: "The evil spirits were afraid of the warrior's strong blood and ran away."

Anyway, Li Shoumin and Shao Pingping can't tell, so they can say whatever they want.

"I suddenly want to learn martial arts"

Li Shoumin said with a deep expression.

Shao Pingping glanced at her crippled leg and said nothing.

Qin Yuan rode a donkey and came to Wang Jixin's grave not far away. A red Manzhushahua, also known as Bianhuahua, was fluttering in the wind.

It looks beautiful and weird.

This thing is said to be called the flower of death. Wang Jixin turned into a spirit after his death, which is probably related to it.

Qin Yuan punched it in the air and destroyed it.

Well, it's not completely bad.

Qin Yuan jumped off the donkey and dug up the soil, only to find green roots.

Green represents vitality.

Could it be?

Qin Yuan made a bold guess, pulled it out, and felt it, there was a trace of strange vitality.

If the magic power didn't grow automatically, Qin Yuan would definitely refine it.

"Huh"

Qin Yuan thought of a possibility and turned to look at Shao Pingping not far away.

Reaching out and sucking, the latter came to Qin Yuan uncontrollably.

"Uncle Qin?"

Shao Pingping looked at Qin Yuan with some confusion.

Qin Yuan lifted up his pants, crushed the roots and applied them on them.

Something magical happened.

The leg recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I, I seem to be able to move"

Shao Pingping's lips trembled with excitement.

After his legs became paralyzed, he attempted suicide several times.

"Stand up and try"

Shao Pingping tried to stand up, but before she could feel happy, her legs went weak and she sat down again.

"Don't worry, you will get used to it slowly."

"Um"

Shao Pingping nodded vigorously with excitement on her face.

It's like he's become a different person.

"Wait a moment"

Qin Yuan returned to Wang Jixin's tombstone and kicked the sacrifice placed by an unknown person into the grass beside him.

The corner of Shao Pingping's mouth twitched. Uncle Qin sometimes makes people don't know what to say.
To be continued...