After hearing Grandma Mo's words, my tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

In this way, Murong Yan and Grandma Mo will not be in danger.

In our career, we naturally know the difference between a ghost with a cemetery and a ghost without a cemetery.

Ghosts without cemeteries will not only endure wind and rain, but also go with the flow.

After wandering for a while, you will gradually confuse your mind and become like a walking corpse.

If you have better luck, you will float to the uninhabited dilapidated house, or wander around the temple and be infected by incense and scriptures, and may restore your mind.

If you are lucky, you will be taken back to the underworld by a villain.

But even if this kind of person who has no cemetery goes down, it will be difficult to reincarnate as soon as possible, and is similar to a black householder.

Therefore, this cemetery is not only the residence of ghosts, but also the ID card of legal residents.

Only the grave is there, and the ghosts are not contaminated with resentment and fierce aura. Generally speaking, they are allowed to stay in the world for a period of time, and they can be reported below at any time.

As for what rules and definitions are included, I don’t know much about it.

But as long as there is a grave without a resentment and fierce aura, even if Murong Yan and Grandma Mo have no soul and cemetery, it will be almost unhindered.

At the same time, when looking at those demons, which one is not a resentful person?

Once such a person is caught by a ghost, he will be caught in the underworld.

Depending on your own sins, you will be punished differently. But you will definitely be sent to the eighteen levels of hell and will never be restored.

Therefore, as long as there is a dark road nearby, our area is the "forbidden area" of those demonic paths.

Thinking of this, he slowly breathed out, and then said to Murong Yan and Grandma Mo: "That's good, so I'll feel relieved!"

But Murong Yan smiled: "Damn scumbag, that's great! I gave me flowers again today and I still know that I care about our safety. It seems that you are not a scumbag!"

I was in a better mood, but when I heard Murong Yan's words, I rolled my eyes on the spot, but I was too lazy to argue with her.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Murong Yan didn't tease me, but continued to say to me: "Damn scumbag, don't worry about the Ghost Eye Cult. Those elders of the sect with status and strength in this place will not come. Even if they come, they are just small minions, so it's not difficult to deal with them!"

"By the way, there is also! Your sword moves are so trash. Don't go back tonight. I will teach you a set of sword techniques so that you won't be embarrassed when you go out!"

Murong Yan is not polite to me, and the Tyrannosaurus is undoubtedly full of his personality.

But Murong Yan is like this, and I am too lazy to refute it.

It is useless to refute it, either being beaten or being continued to be ridiculed.

Therefore, I nodded to Murong Yan and agreed.

Next, Murong Yan handed the chrysanthemum to Grandma Mo again, and then started dancing with a long sword, asking me to learn.

I have experienced Murong Yan’s sword skills just now. They are elegant and lively, sharp in attacks and killing, and have tricky angles.

It is indeed hundreds of times stronger than my sword technique that cuts randomly on the street, and I also took the long sword and studied hard next to me.

Murong Yan is a little irritable to me on weekdays, and he always threatens me and even hits me.

But when I was teaching my sword skills, I seemed very careful and hadn't even lost my temper with me.

She would occasionally stick to my body and point my posture. Because the distance was too close, her black hair even sprinkled on my face, and the faint fragrance made people confused...

In this way, I stayed in Murong Mansion for one night.

Because of limited time, I keep practicing sword and learning here.

And it was still uninterrupted. Murong Yan didn't let me rest, and he said that he had to finish his studies in one go.

As a result, when I could finish a complete set of swordsmanship, I was so tired that I was out of breath.

At this time, Murong Yan asked me to rest and told me to practice twice as much after I went back. If I finished my studies, it would be of great help to me in the future.

I naturally believe in this.

Because I was too tired, I wanted to lean on the rockery to rest for a while.

As a result, I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that it was already dawn.

When I look at the place where I am dating, what rockery is there? It is clearly a big bluestone.

The surrounding villas also changed their appearance and turned into a barren forest.

He was clearly holding a streaming sword in his hand, but now it turned into a dead branch.

Illusion, the scenery I saw last night was fake except Murong Yan and Grandma Mo.

Thinking of this, I threw away the dead branches and planned to leave.

But at this moment, I found that there was a worn-out woman's clothes on my chest.

I was stunned for a moment and slowly held it in my hand.

Hey! This is true!

And this dress has a familiar scent. Is this Murong Yan’s?

My heart was slightly moved, and I couldn't make a mistake. This dress must be Murong Yan's, and it was a real dress.

Murong Yan must have seen me tired from practicing sword last night and fell asleep with her back. He was afraid that the weather would be cold, so he covered me with her clothes.

Thinking of this, I felt inexplicably comfortable, indescribable feelings, and warm feeling anyway.

I slowly stood up with my clothes, looked around, and smiled: "Thank you, corpse girl, I will put the clothes here for you. I will come to see you when I have time!"

After saying that, I put my clothes on the big bluestone and prepared to leave.

As a result, Murong Yan's voice was vaguely heard in his ears: "You have covered the clothes and I have all the things in your shopping cart. Remember to clear them for me on Double Eleven!"

When I heard this, I was completely confused.

What's going on? Shopping cart, Double Eleven, clear?

I hurriedly took out my phone and turned on Taobao.

As a result, when I looked into the shopping cart, I saw that there were more than 20 good guys, Korean women's clothing, cashmere long jackets, retro high-waisted small-foot jeans, comfortable non-slip pointed high heels, etc.

Damn! What the hell are these? Why are there so many?

Now even the female ghost has been on Double Eleven?

I was still warm just now, but now I am in a bad mood.

I just covered this piece of clothing for half a night, but now I have to pay it back with a shopping cart. Is it still natural?

"Is this a little bit? Something too much?" I looked bitter.

The salary my master gave me was only 1,200 or more commission. I bought a new mobile phone with a big red envelope given by Mr. Wen, and I had already spent almost the same amount.

I glanced at the price and it was more than 5,000 yuan in total. What should I buy it?

As a result, Murong Yan snorted coldly: "Damn scumbag, what's wrong with asking you to buy a few clothes? Try it! I haven't worn new clothes for hundreds of years. Also, these are just used as tuition for teaching you swordsmanship! Also, I asked you all last night, and it's discounted on Double Eleven. Together, these are only over 3,000 yuan. You can decide whether to buy them or not, hum..."

After saying that, Murong Yan's voice didn't sound, leaving only me with a look of helplessness.

More than three thousand, more than more, less than less.
Chapter completed!