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Chapter 181 The Bus and Granny Meng

Realizing that his condition was getting worse, Xia Le quickly let go of the young man's hand.

He found that the young man's arm was extremely cold, not like the temperature that a living person should have.

Coupled with the fact that there was no shadow of the other party, naturally, a word slowly emerged in Xia Le's mind.

"I'm afraid he's not human! Then am I still human?"

Xia Le lowered his head and glanced at his own shadow in the ground, first heaved a sigh of relief, then looked at the old man next to him in shock,

"Could it be that you are the legendary cultivator? Sure enough, the old grave guards hidden in the cemetery are big bosses? We are from the cunning cultivator line? Master, please be respected by your disciples!"

After finishing speaking, Xia Le knelt down in front of the grave guard old man with a very excited expression.

Xiuxian alas!
Such a good thing suddenly happened to him, it's really pie in the sky!

Gravekeeper: ...

Are today's young people thinking so lively?
Hit me, an old man, by surprise!

"This is not cultivating immortals."

Although the grave guard was amazed by Xia Le's imagination, but if this kind of horrible incident that could easily kill a city is cultivating immortals, then cultivating immortals would be too hopeless.

"This is Gui! Confronting Gui is a matter with a high mortality rate. Only one lucky person who controls Gui's power can be selected out of tens of thousands of people, but such people will die in the incident very quickly. Our There are hundreds of millions of people in the past, and no more than 20 have some achievements in the end!"

"With my help, you have mastered the power of the ghost, but at the same time you will be eroded by the ghost. If you don't want to control the second ghost, you will not survive three months!"

But even knowing that his life was only three months away, Xia Le still said without hesitation.

"Master, there are many corpses on the road of cultivating immortals, how many people can become immortals through the ages! I understand this truth! The so-called heaven will send a great mission to human beings. They must first suffer from their hearts, their muscles and bones, their bodies and skin, and their bodies. Chaos what he did, so he moved his heart and tolerated it, and Zeng Yi couldn't do it. Even Mencius said so, it is of course even more difficult for us ordinary people to cultivate immortality!"

"Since I have gone from ordinary to extraordinary, if I want to achieve something, I don't have an indomitable heart of mortals, a bold and delicate heart, and a courageous and invincible heart. Forget it!"

Hearing Xia Lebalabala say so many words, the grave guards were all surrounded by him.

He wondered.

"Is this really cultivating immortals? What we are doing is actually cultivating deceitful cultivation? Will we become deceitful immortals if we go to the extreme?"

The gravekeeper thinks of some old friends going back in time, predicting the future, reincarnation, rebirth, moving mountains and filling seas, etc., I really believe it!
But soon, thinking of the reality, he sighed deeply.

"We people also produced a few powerful ones back then, suppressing those things, but what's the use? When we die one by one, those weird things will appear again, and then become more and more powerful. Those of us who are old and immortal have no choice but to place our hope on the younger generation."

"Even if this is really cultivating immortals, it is still cultivating immortals like cultivating Gu! Yugong Yishan is nothing more than that! Once the success is achieved, the bones will be destroyed, these words are not just words."

Looking at Xia Le who was kneeling on the ground, he shook his head slightly, grabbed the young man's treacherous body with one hand, and threw it outside casually.

The next moment, a thick layer of grave soil was piled up on the ground, burying the defenseless beast into the ground.

"Xiangsheng, get up, even if you call me master, it's useless. I don't have any exercises here, let alone any panacea. I only heard that people outside have summed up three rules."

The trick is unkillable.

Gui has a unique law of killing.

Only cunning can deal with cunning.

The old man pulled Xia Le up, let him sit on the stool, and explained to him.

"Although these three rules are slightly different, they are generally correct. For example, if I put a ghost in Lao Chen's body into your body, you will also master this ghost called "Qiangui". law."

"Wealth can pass through gods, so naturally it can also pass through deception. People have yang life, and deceit has yin life. Money deception can make deceitful yin life into deceitful money. Even ordinary people can buy a way of life with deceitful money, which has great potential. effect."

"At that time, Lao Chen met a terrifyingly strong Shougui, but it just happened to conflict with the Qiangui in his body, and the strength of the two offset each other. Although he lost his strength, it also allowed him to live to the limit of 99 years old. We are considered the most peaceful among us. It is a pity that his bloodline is all used to suppress that Shougui."

As he said that, a little bit of envy appeared on the expressionless face of the old man.

"According to the arrangements made by Old Chen before his death, the Shou Gui in his body has been pressed in the grave, and the Qian Gui was taken out by me and given to you, the younger generation. From now on, you will be the new owner of the bank and will be responsible for making the money."

Hearing these words, Xia Le's eyes brightened.

So the trick in his body is actually a money printing machine?
Wonderful!

As we all know, the strongest ability in this world is actually money ability!

However, using this ability shortens lifespan.

It really matches the saying on the Internet:

Are you willing to exchange your life for money?
For dragging the innocent Xia Le into this kind of thing, the gravekeeper also felt a little bit guilty.

"Young student, what's your name? Don't call me Master, just call me Lao Luo."

Of course Xia Le wouldn't call it that.
"division……"

He just wanted to continue calling master, but seeing the old man shaking his head firmly, he could only change the order.

"Old Luo, my name is Xia Le."

"Xia Le, a good name."

Luo Lao patted Xia Le's shoulder and pointed at the two steamed buns on the table.

"Let's eat first. After dinner, I will take you to the town by car and reopen the bank. My old bones can last for a year or so, and the rest will be up to you."

Xia Le looked at the table, and found that his mobile phone and keys were on the table, and the drawing board was placed beside the table.

He didn't know that he had been in the coffin for a few days, and his mobile phone had already run out of battery.

However, Xia Le was born as an orphan, and the old professor and his wife who adopted her passed away early, so they don't have many friends on weekdays.

Now he is in his senior year, and it is time to find a job, and no one will contact him.

When eating the steamed bun, Xia Le took a bite and felt a strange smell on the steamed bun, as if it was rotten and rotten.

He frowned and almost didn't spit it out.

But looking at the snow-white steamed bun, Xia Le tore it open and found that there was nothing wrong with it.

Seeing Xia Le's expression, the old man explained.

"Your sense of taste will be affected after becoming a master of tricks. Now you have to rely on food and oxygen to maintain your life. It doesn't matter if you don't eat, drink or breathe after a long time."

This is very frustrating.

Xia Le frowned tightly, and stuffed two steamed buns into his belly with water.

Although the steamed buns were not tasty, he was really hungry.

After eating, Xia Le picked up his things, looked down at the shroud on his body, and asked the old man beside him.

"Old Luo, this dress..."

the old man replied.

"This shroud can suppress the evil in your body, it's best not to take it off."

The corner of Xia Le's mouth twitched, she had no choice but to put a coat on the outside of the shroud.

Seeing that Xia Le was ready, the old man nodded slightly to him.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the car."

The two walked out of the cabin one after the other, and it was completely dark outside.

While walking, the old man said to Xia Le.

"The bus we are going to take next is very special. It not only carries people, but also carries ghosts. The power of ghosts on this bus will be suppressed. If you can't suppress the ghosts in your body, you can also sit on the bus for a while. Help Not small."

"This car was originally driven by Xiao Qin, but Xiao Qin has not been free recently, so this car has not been repaired for a long time, and it is easy to turn off. When the car turns off and the lights start to turn off, you must get out of the car immediately. Otherwise, people will die like lights. When all the lights on the bus go out, you will never be able to get off the bus."

The two walked not far, and when they looked back, they could still see the cabin just now.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Mr. Luo kept telling Xia Le some precautions, and Xia Le listened very carefully.

For example, if a person masters the trick, he will inevitably be affected by the trick.

Another example is that the more Gui's power is used, the easier it is for Gui to recover.

In addition to being strange, there are many other supernatural items like strange money in the world, all of which have different abilities.

At this moment, a light suddenly appeared from the end of the road.

Xia Le couldn't tell where the light came from, but he could only tell that it was an old bus.

When the bus stopped, before Xia Le got on the bus, three people got off from the back door first.

The three men were dressed in white mourning clothes, with a piece of white paper in the shape of a copper coin burned for the ancestors pasted on their faces.

The key point is that these three people have no face under the white paper, they are all naked, which startled Xia Le.

"Xiaosheng, you can't be so surprised!"

The old man shook his head slightly and stomped his feet lightly.

Immediately, a pile of grave soil crawled up from the ground, burying most of the three creepy bodies, with only one head exposed.

This grave has the effect of suppressing the ghosts, making the three ghosts immobile immediately.

At this time, the old man said to Xia Le.

"Young students, try to make them into trick money."

Xia Le hesitated for a moment, and said to the old man.

"Old Luo, this ability will consume my Yangshou, if I use it too much, I will lose it!"

The old man waved his hand indifferently.

"Although this will consume your lifespan, unless we achieve something, people like us will not live long. After achieving something, lifespan is naturally not a problem. If it is not for encountering a life-span that can take away a person's lifespan, Lao Chen is ours. It is a pity that the most likely to reach that step.”

When Mr. Luo said that, Xia Le could only believe it first.

He stretched out his hands to press the three faceless monsters, and a thought naturally appeared in his mind.

"These three tricks add up to exactly three yuan."

With the activation of the power, Xia Le felt an extremely cold and icy power flowing down his hand, which was bitingly cold, reaching deep into his soul.

This made him feel that this hand was not his own, but that it was being used by the ghost in his body.

Soon, the three faceless ghosts disappeared from the grave, but a colorful banknote appeared in Xia Le's hand.

This banknote is completely different from the regular coins. It has a denomination of three yuan, and it looks like a game banknote in Monopoly.

At the same time, three copper coin patterns the size of one yuan appeared on the back of his hand.

Looking at the pattern, Xia Le had a kind of understanding in his heart.

When the pattern of copper coins spreads all over his body, that is when his lifespan is exhausted.

This will cost him three months of life, one dollar for one month's life, it's too expensive.

Seeing that Xia Le successfully made the money, the old man nodded in satisfaction, and then said.

"Get in the car quickly, or the car will leave soon."

Holding the paper money in his hand and putting it in his pocket, Xia Le followed him into the car.

Xia Le took a look at the bus and found that it was no different from other buses except that it was a bit old.

When he got on the bus, he watched a line of words appear on the black screen in the bus.

Current passengers in the car: 1
"1?"

Xia Le was a little puzzled.

He glanced at the carriage and found that even if he and the old man were not counted, there were four people sitting on it.

How could it be 1?

But Xia Le suddenly remembered something.

"Mr. Luo said just now that this is a car full of ghosts? So this number is not the number of people, but the number of ghosts!"

He was startled, and his eyes quickly swept over the four people in the carriage.

There were two people leaning against the last seat, one was wearing a peaked cap, and his eyes were closed as if he was sleeping.

The other, wearing a black jacket, also bowed his head.

In the middle compartment is an old woman wearing an old cloth robe from the Republic of China period and holding a basket in her hand.

There is a cloth on the basket to cover the contents of the basket.

In the first seat on the left side of the carriage, sat a person who was dripping water constantly.

It was obviously not raining, but he seemed to be soaked all over, and water kept flowing out of his shoes.

Xia Le's heart trembled.

"It seems that this is tricky!"

But after getting on the bus, Xia Le felt much more relaxed.

It was as if Qian Gui in his body didn't exist, and the cold feeling before also disappeared.

"Is this the function of the bus to suppress tricks? It's really powerful!"

Seeing Xia Le and the old man getting into the car, the old woman with the vegetable basket showed a surprised expression and said to the old man.

"Brother Luo, are you taking the car too?"

"It's Xiao Meng."

The old man nodded to the old woman and pointed at Xia Le.

"Lao Chen's Qian Gui was born later, and I plan to take him to the town to reopen the bank."

"Brother Chen's money trick?"

Meng Xiaodong was taken aback, and then a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Is the bank going to reopen? What good news!"

She opened her basket, took out a doll from it and handed it to Xia Le, smiling at her.

"Honorable, this is the first time we've met, old lady, I don't have any presents, so I'll give you a doll."

Xia Le took the ordinary-looking doll, and immediately thought of the supernatural item Luo Lao had told him just now, and immediately thanked him sweetly.

"Thank you, Granny Meng."

Luo Lao glanced at the baby and said to Xia Le.

"This is a surrogate doll made by Xiaomeng himself. If something happens, if you drop a drop of blood on it, Gui will go after it first. You haven't been long, Xiaomeng? I'm afraid this craftsmanship will be broken by then."

Granny Meng smiled nonchalantly.

"If it's broken, it's broken. Compared to reopening the bank, my skills are nothing. If it wasn't for my deadline, I would have to help Luo Ge."

(End of this chapter)