The substitute sister found that the plot collapsed

Chapter 14
"I recently learned that a family's grilled fish thief is delicious!" Zhao An's smile was bright, but Shi Xing felt that the joys and sorrows of humans and ghosts were not intertwined.

"Oh," Shi Xing said sadly, "but I can't taste it."

"This..." Zhao An couldn't laugh anymore, didn't he miss a lot.

You must know that for children of their age, eating and playing are always the first in their hearts, and losing any of them is simply a disaster.

"How about," Xu Ying couldn't bear to watch the frowning faces of one person and one ghost, "try to burn something for Shixing?"

"What's this saying?" Zhao An didn't know the customs in the mortal world, so Xu Ying had to explain it in detail.

"Can they use the things that are burned to the ghosts?" Zhao An's focus is a little different. "How do things get to the ghosts?"

"Is this statement credible?" Shi Xing was also very interested, anyway, he had never received any sacrifices.

"Then let's try it after class!" Zhao An is a man of action. She took out a few candies from her pocket, which looked round and round, like pills.

In fact, this kind of candy was originally the product of a monk's failure in alchemy. It can't be cured, and it can't restore spiritual power. Maybe it's because of the addition of a kind of honey from bee monsters.

In the past, spiritual honey was hard to find, and this candy was useless, so no one was willing to make it, but now you can trade with the monster race, and there are more people who can make alchemy, so naturally there are more such failed products, and there are smart people Start a small disciple business.

After all, he is still young, greedy, and has his own money, isn't he a lamb in the eyes of a businessman?

Just at this time, the bell rang, Teacher Gu asked the unfinished homework to be handed in for the next class, and Yu Jian flew away.

"I suddenly feel that it's good to be like this all the time." Zhao An looked at Teacher Gu's floating back with envy.

After the foundation is established, you can master higher-level skills, such as flying with the sword, and these condensed disciples can only rely on their feet, of course, except for the flying monsters and ghosts.

Your ideas change too fast!
But Xu Ying didn't have time to discuss with Zhao An, and there was only a cup of tea between classes, and they still had to burn some sacrifices for Shi Xing.

Fortunately, there is a forest behind the school, the two of them found a flat ground, and started digging.

To pay homage, of course, there must be a tomb first!

Since Shi Xing didn't know what happened to Shi Xing during his lifetime, and his bones were nowhere to be found, Xu Ying proposed to build a "clothes grave" first.

She learned this word from a dream. Many people died in the famine, and many people went out by themselves and never heard from them again. When others brought back the news of their death, their relatives would erect monuments for them.

But it's just a random piece of wood. How can literate people still want to stay here and suffer?With a little knowledge, where can I not get a bite to eat?
It's just that Shixing agreed, and Xu Ying and Zhao An didn't want to make Shixing's "tomb" look shabby.

The pit is easy to dig, but what about the coffin?Is there a shop that sells coffins in the cultivation world?

Zhao An, who has the most common sense, tried his best to think, but couldn't think of any place that sold this.

No matter how you think about it, it is impossible!Zhao An sighed in despair, and after the monk died, his body turned into spiritual energy and returned to heaven and earth. There is no need for such a thing to exist!

There was no other way but to find another way.

The two of them got together to discuss, cut down a tree, hollowed out the middle, and then peeled off a cover.

As soon as he said it, Zhao An took out his sword first, and chopped at a thick and straight tree next to him.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutou to bounce back to Zhao An's sword.

"What the hell!" Zhao An yelled, this is not possible!
Ghost himself, fashionable: Thank you, I was offended.

"You should use a higher-quality sword." Xu Ying rummaged through the storage bag and found a sword called "Duchuan". Unfortunately, it was banned by the senior sister, and only those who have established a foundation can open it. .

They had to take turns to chop down the trees one by one with available weapons, but in the end, there was still not even a scratch.

"What's the use of this sword!" Zhao An stomped his feet angrily, "It's better to use this branch!"

"I heard that Teacher Gu and the others use wooden swords for practice." Shi Xing said frankly, "Besides, it seems that class is about to begin."

Oops!Only then did the two of them realize that they had wasted too much time, and hurried to the school.

Fortunately, the bell had just rang when they came back, and because it was a swordsmanship class, other disciples were still queuing up at the martial arts training place.

The swordsmanship class was taught by Wei Qiuming, and the two disciples formed a team. Xu Ying was naturally with Zhao An, but because of Xu Ying's joining, there was a demon who came out - Wu Ge.

He stood proudly on the spot holding his saber, only he knew what was going on in his heart.

Sure enough...he looked down, no matter where he was, he would be a superfluous person.

However, demons don't and shouldn't have such redundant emotions.

Ugo sneered inwardly, had he been influenced by humans only after leaving there for a long time?

"Ugo!" He turned his head when he heard someone calling him. It was that orange cat who was always making noise. There was a ghost cultivator standing next to him, so why did he call him?
"Let's form a team of three!" You You continued to wave, "Teacher Wei, three of us can do it too!"

Wei Qiuming, who originally planned to let Ugo practice against him, nodded. Although sometimes the right and the right are a little unreliable, but sometimes, he is very considerate of others.

Sure enough, the friendship between children is the purest, Wei Qiuming smiled and watched the competition between the disciples to be humble or to be stronger, and dreamed back to the days when he played with his colleagues back then.

However, Wei Qiuming really overestimated Meow Youyou. He saw Ugo and Shixing Mogui confront each other without saying a word, pretending to be fishing from the sidelines.

hey-hey!Youyou is very proud, if Wei Qiuming is still walking back and forth and giving instructions, he will definitely turn into a fat orange and roll on the ground laughing, the happiness of meow is so simple!
It's a pity that Youyou didn't laugh enough, and was startled by Zhao An's words.

"Meow right, I've seen it all."

Zhao An's expression seemed to say that he dared to commit crimes against the wind, could it be that... dead meow is not afraid of boiling water?

The right and right eyes rolled up and down, thinking that he should pretend to be a little bit more like it.

then……

"I was at halftime just now," Youyou quibbled, no, explained, "We played against each other in turn."

Who would believe it!Zhao An rolled his eyes back, she would not complain, compared to Miao Youyou's usual behavior, he is still willing to pretend here that he is already fine.

At this time, Shixing and Ugo are still immersed in the tense and cheerful battle.

Ugo was actually surprised by his fashionable performance.

This ghost cultivator is a little tricky.

Ugo quietly added his own moves in the battle, but Shixing took them all like instinct, and even understood or even reproduced them in a very short time. , like...

Ugo made a final blow, and Shixing's sword fell to the ground. He looked at Shixing who hadn't recovered from the battle.

It's like, there is a powerful force in Shixing's body, but he doesn't know it at all, but he will use it meaninglessly in battle.

With that kind of power, Hugo's eyes are dark and dignified, which may not be worse than that of him at his peak.

It is absolutely impossible to be just an ordinary ghost cultivator, but he has never heard of this name in the Four Realms. What is the origin?
(End of this chapter)