[Dear readers, don't think that the fat man is pouring water? In fact, don't you think that I'm revealing the secrets of these people, led by Liu Shoucai, Xiaobai and Badou, who are the first to know each other? They are just a little bit describing their past since they met and how it changed later. They even laid some foreshadowing. Brothers and sisters who have enough brains can see why Badou was like that before. In fact, the explanation in the previous section is very clear, but a not-so-deep foreshadowing is laid here. You can figure it out with a little understanding, hehe! It's a new month~ Please give me monthly tickets, red tickets, and banknotes!]

Liu Shoucai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the boy like a monster, and asked, "You kid had such great strength before?"

Badou smiled, grabbed his hair, and said, "It seems that it's much bigger."

Liu Shoucai jumped: "It's not just a lot bigger. Who would believe it if you say it? The strong men in the Hercules Cup are not as cruel as you!"

"Then... am I a master now?" Badou Han asked with a smile.

Liu Shoucai's face changed. Is Badou a master in the scope he knew? What a nonsense! At most, he is just a mortal with more strength.

Liu Shoucai is now just stuck between mortals and cultivators. Only when he truly controls the identity of the spirit-controlling man and turns on the kind of "Merit Red Spirit" that can he be considered a cultivator. His previous self and now he is not considered a master.

A master must be a strong man in the realm of "Hui Dan" to be considered a master.

"Does it count?" Badou was stunned when he saw Liu Shoucai, and couldn't help asking, for young people of this age, would he be able to compare with the expansion of self-esteem?

Liu Shoucai smiled bitterly and said, "Ba Dou, Brother Liu tells you the truth. Don't say that you are not a master, even I am not a master. Among the level of cultivation, the realm of non-Hui Dan is not considered an entry, and the "Hui Dan" after entry is a master for ordinary people."

"Oh." Badou was a little disappointed.

Liu Shoucai stretched out his hand and patted Badou on the shoulder, comforted him: "Forget it, don't you, Brother Liu, am not a master? But I believe that we will become real masters sooner or later. At that time, thousands of people will be admiring them in the near future. I will ask for girls with long legs and thin waists. If you ask them, you will linger and go away. If you don't have a good time, you won't be too far away!"

Badou said "Oh."

Liu Shoucai thought for a while and said, "Now you are a master among ordinary people. You can't help but feel embarrassed by more than a dozen strong men. If you don't say anything else, you will help Brother Liu again by catching that old monster. Your strength is just enough."

Badou suddenly felt energetic and asked, "Is that so? Can I?"

Liu Shoucai said: "Why can't it be? Don't forget that you have opened the potential stock of the seed of power. Sooner or later, you will soar into the sky and become the best."

"Okay!" Badou waved his fist and suddenly became energetic.

But Liu Shoucai was always suppressed in his heart. Is there really hope for such a half-waste Badou?

When he went back, Liu Shoucai asked Badou to ride a motorcycle to the cemetery. For nothing else, he just wanted to see how bad Badou and a half were. If he was just a little more powerful, he would not help him too much. If he really wanted to fight, he might even drag him down.

However, Liu Shoucai felt that Ba Dou should not be like this. Since fate determines everything, Liu Shoucai could turn into a dragon. Why would Ba Dou turn into a loach? Maybe it was just a while? The most important thing is that Ba Dou needs to be tested to see if the half-waste Ba Dou has increased its ability to sense ghosts and monsters in addition to strength, and whether he can see and feel those things. This is what this is.

After all, Liu Shoucai has to face not only some people, but more of the monsters that cannot be seen or felt, and even hidden deep in the monsters.

"Brother Liu, there is a cemetery in front of you." Badou parked his motorcycle at the foot of the mountain. This was a road that was extremely lonely. Not to mention street lights on both sides, there would not be even traffic.

Because this road is the local cemetery, who will come here at night?

I heard that there were people guarding the cemetery, but I never heard that I would run out for a walk diligently at night. I guess I had washed it and fell asleep. There was really nothing worth stealing in this place. There was really that kind of person who would annoy the "indigenous people" here.

"Pull the car here and let's go up." Liu Shoucai jumped down. The moonlight was good tonight, and he could faintly smell the wandering smell in his nose. However, Liu Shoucai was not very good at this. It was difficult to tell the direction of the smell if there was nothing.

"Ba Dou, what do you feel? It's hearing, vision, and smell." Liu Shoucai asked.

Badou sniffed obediently, looked around, then pricked up his ears and listened. After carefully distinguishing for a while, he said, "It seems to be a little different."

Liu Shoucai's eyes twitched. Could it be that the half-waste Badou had activated other abilities besides being strong? Rubbing his hands slightly excitedly, Liu Shoucai asked: "What are they different?"

Badou shook his head and said, "The taste is a bit strange. There seems to be someone on the mountain, but I can't see clearly, and it feels very vague."

"Then what can you hear?" Liu Shoucai also pricked up his ears. At this moment, the arrival of the two people brought a lot of humanity. In fact, some wandering souls have already floated towards the foot of the mountain. However, due to some special relationships, they floated halfway up the mountain and could never get down again.

Liu Shoucai could see the place of the wandering soul in his eyes, but because the distance was too far, he could only see a hazy approximation. The smell did smell a little, and there was only a faint sound of ghost crying, indicating that the wandering soul was crying about the uneasiness of the world after death.

Badou shook his head and said, "I can't hear it, but I can feel something coming!"

Liu Shoucai's eyes showed a happy look. No matter what, this was indeed a good start. Such a 8-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half-double-and-a-half

"Come on, follow me up the mountain!" Liu Shoucai turned around and walked towards the cemetery.

The local cemetery was arranged on this mountain without even a name. It was not so much a mountain, but rather a huge land bundle. It was still bare more than a decade ago. It is said to be the abandoned cemetery of an ancient great man. Later, it was completely abandoned because of water leakage or some bird. The only remaining archaeological value was completely scrapped under the erosion of time.

Later, the country opened up local cemetery measures, and a rich local boss set his sights on it. After buying it, he promoted it for a while. Everyone knew that it was a waste of tombs of ancient great people. It was not because of the bad feng shui, but because of what happened before. Anyway, if you have money, you can buy verbal lottery, so naturally there is a way to say that what is not bad is good.

Just like that, this mountain has become a very famous Fengshui mountain. Anyone who dies in the family wants to bury their deceased relatives here to get good luck.

Of course, the businessman who has the best luck must be the one who has the best luck.

Liu Shoucai also came here once and found that there was nothing wrong with a few wandering souls here. Feng Shui is not too good or bad. There are indeed several places where Feng Shui is not very good, but some experts have also come here to suppress the "loopholes" of bad Feng Shui with a living tree.

However, those trees are inevitably a little unlucky. When the yin energy is relatively strong at night, some obsessed wandering souls will gather under the trees to float around.

This kind of thing is not even a ghost. The only harm is that if you dare to sleep here all night, you will definitely have terrible nightmares. These wandering souls are lying on your head and taking you to the world of dreams in an instinctive way.
Chapter completed!