I really didn't expect that the master would agree and feel so pleased with my method and method of giving out.

But when he said the last sentence, he used the word "re" and said, "I have never passed on the wrong person in this skill."

What does it mean? Could it be that besides me, the master has other disciples?

But seeing the master's excitement, I didn't think much about it. It must be the master's tongue-off! I thought so.

But the master's words inspired me and I was so excited.

Of course, I also concealed Murong Yan's affairs in this.

There is nothing I can do about this, because Murong Yan said everything about her.

Unless she takes the initiative, I must keep it confidential.

I just told the master that I planned to find a place for the female ghost to bury her in the back mountain and give her some incense.

The master nodded and didn't say much, but just asked me to do it.

And seeing that I was a little embarrassed, I waved my hand at me: "Okay, you guy is doing well. You have been tired these days, so you don't have to look at the shop today, have a good rest!"

When I heard the master speak like this, I was so happy that I couldn't stop myself.

The master is on vacation, so this is naturally a good thing.

He was not polite, so he greeted the master and went to bed directly in the room.

Of course, although my master and I are masters and apprentices on the surface, we are actually grandfathers and grandchildren.

The master regarded me as my grandson, but I had no parents and relatives since I was a child.

In my memory, there is only a master, so he is my only relative.

I didn't have a good rest last night, so I started to sleep when I got back to the house.

By the time I woke up, it was already dinner time.

The master made a table of good dishes and even made chicken soup, saying that he would make up for me.

You're welcome, I ate several bowls in a daze.

Because I told my master during the day that I would go to the urn where the female ghost was buried at night.

After eating, I heard me say to the master: "Master, it's dark now. I'll bury this thing in the back mountain, so I can find her a home!"

The master squinted his eyes and nodded slightly: "Go! Go early and come back early!"

I said "um" and then I took the female ghost's urn out of the shop.

Murong Yan asked me to come back and take this thing to find her.

Murong Yan usually stays in the mass grave of Guima Ridge, which is where we had become kinship at the beginning.

Therefore, I took the urn and Qiankun bag all the way to Guimaling.

The speed is not fast either. By the time I arrived at Guima Ridge, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

This place is gloomy and has extremely heavy yin energy.

There were even white soul-summoning banners around, swaying under the night wind, making them look quite terrifying.

I don’t know where Murong Yan’s grave is, or whether she has one.

He glanced left and right, took a deep breath, opened his mouth and shouted at the ghostly mass grave: "Corpse girl, I'm here! Where are you?"

The sound echoed and spread throughout the mass grave.

But the surroundings were still quiet, without any movement, but the air seemed to have become much colder.

Seeing that Murong Yan did not appear, I shouted again: "Corpse girl, you..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, a female voice suddenly came from behind him: "Stop calling, I'm here!"

When I heard this, I felt happy and quickly turned around.

I saw Murong Yan standing there pretty under a big tree not far behind him.

"Corpse girl!" I quickly walked over with a hint of joy.

But Murong Yan didn't give me a good look: "It's coming so late!"

Hearing this, I rolled my eyes directly.

Is this called late? If I came early, would you dare to come out?

Seeing that I was unhappy, Murong Yan said again: "Okay, okay, come with me!"

As he said that, Murong Yan turned around and walked directly to the black forest beside Guima Ridge.

In addition to being a famous mass grave, the mountains and forests here are also full of ghosts.

I heard from the older generation that the reason why this place became a mass grave was because many people died in wars in ancient times.

Often at night, war horses can be heard neighing in the forest.

Over time, this place was called "Ghost Ridge".

And the mountains and forests here are the places with the heaviest yin energy in Guima Ridge.

When the master and Mr. Qin set up an altar here, they didn't dare to go to the mountains and forests, because they were afraid that the evil inside was too heavy. If they were to lead to powerful evil things, they would not be able to suppress them.

But in the end, he accidentally called Murong Yan.

Of course, when Murong Yan saw Zhou Yun in the cemetery by the river, he also said something.

The reason why I got married to me was that she was injured at that time.

He also said that the injury was healed, so he found a way to remove the yin marriage and ghost technique and restore my freedom.

Later I speculated that Murong Yan was injured at that time, and it happened that I called ghosts to form yin relatives, so she came to her house to help her heal her wounds through this yin marriage technique.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have a female ghost wife like Murong Yan, who is so powerful that she is a bit perverted.

But that doesn't matter anymore. In fact, it's pretty good to have a Tyrannosaurus Devil's wife like Murong Yan.

She didn't like me very much, and kept calling me a scumbag, but Murong Yan was quite protective of me and took action several times to save me.

If I kill demons and eliminate demons in the future, if anyone pushes me to the point of being too anxious, I will release this ghost wife. Who am I afraid of?

I thought about myself, and Murong Yan had already taken me to the depths of the forest.

It was pitch black all around, and the sky eyes couldn't see clearly.

Murong Yan didn't say anything, so he walked forward, and I didn't know where she was going to me.

I asked in confusion: "Sister Corpse, where are we going?"

Murong Yan didn't look back, and said lightly: "Go to my house!"

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment.

Murong Yan’s cemetery is deep in this old forest?

Thinking of this, I spoke again: "Is your cemetery buried here?"

But Murong Yan replied lightly: "I don't have a cemetery, I'm home!"

I rolled my eyes and said, "You are dead, but where is there any other home besides the cemetery?"

Just as I was wondering, the sound of "rattle" water suddenly came from the front.

After walking about twenty meters, we passed through a bush.

But the moment I walked through the bushes, I was stunned.

Because I suddenly discovered that there was a huge ancient house in this old forest.

The ancient house is built next to a stream, with a small waterfall next to it.

The ancient house covers a large area, erected in the forest, with white walls and black tiles, and both sides extend into the darkness, wrapping large areas of trees.

Two big red lanterns hung high in front of the house, and the bright red light shone a large red area in front of the house.

A stone path extends nearly fifty meters, and bright red flowers like blood are planted on both sides.

Two big stone lions are lifelike, one on the left and one on the right, guarding the door.

At first glance, this scale and momentum are a big family and a wealthy mansion.

But as far as I know, there is a mass grave in this Guima Ridge. When will there be such a high-standard ancient house in this forest?

When I thought of this, a cold air suddenly reached the soles of my feet and rushed to the top of my head.

My heart even more "shocked" and I thought to myself that something was wrong!

In Guima Ridge, there are no living people living in it at all, and it is even more impossible to have a living house.

This luxurious ancient house is definitely not real, it is definitely a ghost, a ghost house.
Chapter completed!