Xie Qiao's voice was faint, then he squatted down, took out a small shovel from the bamboo box, and dug a hole on the spot.

"You mean I should die?" The ghost suddenly became a little angry, and the leaves at Xie Qiao's feet began to rustle.

Xie Qiao was not scared at all: "You are now in the state before your death. Your eyes are red and your beard is slightly yellow. You can tell at a glance that you are an angry and powerful man and anxious. Such a nature will inevitably cause trouble. Your teeth and lips are exposed, and there is a black spot behind your ears. It is a corpse in a foreign land. The appearance... is born from the heart, do you understand?"

The ghost's eyes seemed to be a little redder.

He was swaying his teeth and claws, as if he wanted to eat people.

When I approached Xie Qiao, I could smell the faint fragrance of incense on her body.

Suddenly I stopped and calmed down a lot.

"You are right, it's all my fault for causing trouble for my master when I was impulsive. If I hadn't disclosed my master's actions for a while, I wouldn't have been chasing him. Now that I'm dead here, I don't know if it's dead or alive..." The ghost suddenly covered his face and cried.

"Shut up, don't make a noise." Xie Qiao was a little impatient.

"Himmer!" The ghost instantly held back his voice, "My home is very far away from here. As long as the master finds me a Feng Shui treasure land and bury it. I don't ask for anything else..."

"Even if you ask, I may not do it." Xie Qiao laughed.

"..." The ghost was distraught.

"The Feng Shui here is originally very good, with dense trees. There is still a Yumai Mountain on the south side of the mountain. There is another stream of water from the mountain gathering here from the mountain to form a blue lake. It can be regarded as a gathering of beautiful water. Unfortunately, there are countless holes in the jade vein. There are too few trees and trees in the mountains. The water vapor in the forest gathers but cannot dissipate. After a long time, it will become a dark place. You are dying again, and your heart is still so strong..." Xie Qiao sighed.

It’s okay to have a short number of years. After a long time, you may never be born.

Xie Qiao was helpless.

It was already setting sun, and she didn't want to squat on the ground and dig a hole to find bones.

It won't work, she has to accumulate virtue for herself.

I don’t know if it was because she didn’t drink Mengpo soup after she was born, she had the function of seeing her soul.

In the past, whenever the yin energy approached, I would get sick, so I always tried to stay in the Taoist temple.

Her master's name is Mo Lingzi, and the 58th successor of Shuiyue Temple. Because of her talent, she has no fame. However, Shuiyue Temple has many years of heritage, and has protected her for more than ten years.

Later, while she followed Mo Lingzi to study the books in her own eyes.

Occasionally, the ghosts have less influence on her.

Moreover, if you want to cure her soul's problem, you have to solve it from this point. Whether you catch them or save them, her benefits are indispensable.

It's good to be able to spend your whole life in vain.

We must live well.

"Your corpse is quite hidden." Xie Qiao took a breath and sat on the ground, a little tired.

The ghost smiled embarrassedly: "I looked at what they buried. It was raining at that time. I was afraid that the water would rush me out, so I dug a hole of eight or nine feet. By the way... I should have two pieces of silver in my clothes, a small little gift, which is not worthy of respect."

"Hmph." Xie Qiao made a faint nasal sound.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Xie Qiao continued to work.

The bones can't be curled up, so the land she was trying to dig was quite big.

The ghost could not do anything, so he stared at him from the side.

Xie Qiao rested several times in the middle, and his delicate appearance made him want to take the shovel and take action.

But he is a spirit and cannot touch the real thing at all.

And when I smelled the smell on her body, I immediately didn't dare to move.

The bamboo box beside her was filled with stacks of talisman paper, and I don’t know what it is for.

And that big rooster.

He also killed chickens before his death, but now he is so nervous that he is staring at the eyes.

There was still a yang energy on this big rooster. He was afraid that this thing would suddenly scream, and his soul would be scared.
Chapter completed!