I Have a Monster Farm

Zhang Ziyu continued to walk in. In the mass grave, the temperature seemed to be two degrees cooler than other places, and it was chilly along the way.

Zhang Ziyu frowned slightly, and muttered: "It's not right, this mass grave is not big, but it's not that you can't see a ghost now."

Mass burials are no different from normal cemeteries. Some people have more or less resentment in their hearts, and the possibility of becoming ghosts after death is much greater.

Of course, the disappearance of ghosts has nothing to do with the Yin Division.

No matter how powerful the underworld is, it is impossible to restrain the world's ghosts to the underworld, more of them are naturally attracted, and the dead souls enter the underworld by themselves under certain rules.

If you have a little obsession, or if the situation is a little special, you will use the underworld to guide.

And even if it is a reception, it is impossible to have a bad luck every time.

There are not enough people below. In addition to reincarnation, souls are also naturally conceived and born. There are more and more dead souls in the world after one or two deaths.

Although Zhang Ziyu didn't ask about the underworld in detail, Uncle Jiu occasionally revealed a little clue, that is, there is order below, but it is not as exaggerated as in the myths and legends.

Walking towards the depths of the mass grave, the environment became more and more gloomy, because the wind was blowing, and the leaves of the strange tree with twisted branches rustled, as if people were clapping their hands.

If ordinary people come in, even if they don't see ghosts, the environment can scare people into sickness.

But it's useless to Zhang Ziyu, his purpose is to find ghosts, no matter how bad he is, he's still a wandering spirit.

"Just go fishing and enforce the law. It's useless to spend all your energy and blood."

Zhang Ziyu became lazy, so he quietly let out a trace of his restrained energy and blood. In the cold and dark night, this trace of strong energy and blood was like adding a touch of sweetness to the air.

"Good boy, you have such a strong blood!"

Observing Xu Fa from a distance, he couldn't help praising him, it was the first time he had seen such a vigorous Qi and blood after so many years of walking in the rivers and lakes.

He is also a Daoist secret technique. Although Zhang Ziyu only showed a trace of blood, he guessed most of the truth.

Qian Kai said at the right time from the side: "My nephew said that he also does body training, but I don't know if it's the origin of the blood."

Xu Fa asserted: "There must be success in body training. Otherwise, even a military general on the battlefield may not have such blood. If you practice Dharma-protecting magical skills, then I'm afraid."

Xu Fa didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was actually very clear. If he practiced the secret art of Taoism, he would definitely be a genius.

Don't look at Dharma Protectors who sound like bodyguards, but if you name a few Taoist Dharma Protectors who are widely spread, you will know that the status of Dharma Protectors is actually not low.

Zhao Gongming and Emperor Zhenwu are both one of the Dharma Protector Marshals that have been circulated. Although the versions are different, it is enough to show that the status of Dharma Protector is not low.

"Brother, look at the situation."

While thinking about it, there was something wrong with Zhang Ziyu. White smoke floated from the mass grave at some point. The smoke was not thick, but there was a strange atmosphere.

Zhang Ziyu was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly walked towards the smoke, but before he had walked a few steps, he suddenly heard a faint voice from behind, like a very close acquaintance.

"Zhang Ziyu"

Zhang Ziyu was overjoyed, it was a ghost, as long as he turned around, he would definitely see the ghost, and then he would pack it up and take it away.

The ghost doesn't really know Zhang Ziyu's name, but it's just a psychedelic technique. Anyone who comes unprepared will feel that it is calling him.

Zhang Ziyu turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a black shadow looming in the white mist, approaching him.

He squeezed the talisman in his hand, ready to make a move.

"Evil, you dare to come out and harm people!"

Suddenly, an old man in common clothes rushed out of the fog, and then used something to hit the ghost.

"Swoosh!"

The ghost seemed to have encountered something frightening, and immediately avoided it, turning into black smoke and disappearing.

Zhang Ziyu had a strange look on his face. There could be an episode in all this, which was really beyond his expectation.

The old man came to Zhang Ziyu, about sixty years old, his face was wrinkled and wrinkled, his old appearance was obvious, his brows were kind, and he looked tired and scared.

"You young man, why come to this mass grave at night, are you not afraid of being eaten by ghosts?"

The old man questioned with blame, and seemed very worried about Zhang Ziyu.

Zhang Ziyu said: "Old man, I was traveling at night and got here when I lost my way. I don't know how to get out."

Hearing this, the old man's expression eased a bit, and he said: "I lost my way, I'm afraid I encountered a ghost hitting the wall, if I came later, I'm afraid I was eaten by an evil ghost just now."

"Old man, what about you, why are you here, what was that just now?"

"The old man's surname is Wang, and he lives not far away. He is the grave guard in this area. You are so lucky. I just arrived in time and threw some filth out, which scared away the ghosts. Follow me quickly, and I will take you away." Take it out of here, or we are all in danger."

As Old Man Wang said, he was about to take Zhang Ziyu away.

Zhang Ziyu's expression became more and more strange, and he said, "Old man, please lead the way, but if we encounter ghosts again, what shall we do?"

"Go quickly, when we get close to Daoist Xu's Yizhuang, those ghosts will not dare to come."

Old man Wang urged Zhang Ziyu to follow him, and Zhang Ziyu followed closely behind. Seeing Zhang Ziyu following behind him, he felt relieved to open the way ahead.

It's just that this direction doesn't look like going out.

Zhang Ziyu had a sneer on his face, what the hell is it? People and ghosts are all on show, playing in front of Taoist priests, you are very witty, right?

He silently took out his filial son Jianshuangzhi's Sorrow Bone, and suddenly said, "Master Xu is here!"

"What!"

The old ghost in front was startled, and hurriedly looked in the direction Zhang Ziyu pointed, and saw no one in the empty woods.

"poof"

Before it could react, a white bone sword suddenly pierced through its body, making a sizzling sound, and the ghost's body instantly became turbulent and blurred.

The old ghost quickly turned into black smoke and fled, distanced himself from Zhang Ziyu, his eyes glowed green with hatred, and he asked viciously, "Who are you?"

I thought it was a luxurious takeaway, but I didn't expect to be stabbed in the back. Although he didn't die, the ghost body was seriously injured.

"snort"

Zhang Ziyu sneered, and said, "You almost became a ghost. You are pretty strong. Why don't you continue to show off? What kind of grave guard are you pretending to be? Are you guarding your mother's grave at the mass grave?"

A new way for ghosts to cheat and kill people, right?

The plot can’t be more vivid. If ghosts rob food and you make a grave keeper, the script is not well written, which is too disrespectful.

Look at the female ghost Xiaoyu, the plot is not enough, but the special effects are raining to make up for it, and there is also VIP content.

You old ghost, you want to lie to people without anything, and you want to eat farts.

The old ghost's face was ugly, but Zhang Ziyu's blood was still attracting it, and it said viciously: "It's not a ghost, but if I eat you, I'll be it. At that time, even that stinky Taoist priest in Yizhuang will take me for nothing." Ways. Kid, don’t think that you can catch me if you know a little bit of magic, you’re going to die today.”

After tearing off the camouflage, the old ghost's complexion gradually turned ferocious, his black nails continued to grow, and his skin was terrifyingly pale.

He barely stabilized his ghost body, and then suddenly the ghost energy scattered and got into the surrounding graveyard.

"Kaka"

As if the sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded, seven or eight skinny corpses crawled out, their eyes were green, and they rushed towards Zhang Ziyu.