I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 48

Only when the ghosts were far away did Zhang Jun's head pop up, and he couldn't help but feel a cold sweat in his heart.

I almost ended up lying in the coffin.

Because the other person and he had the same feeling of being one, and because of his pure and innocent eyes, Zhang Jun was completely unwary of him for a moment.

But now the more I think about it, the more scared I become.

Turning around and taking a look at the mummy that was thrown on the ground, Zhang Jun stepped forward and inspected it carefully. He found a golden pouch on the chest of the mummy. When he opened it, he saw a bunch of fetal hair and the cut umbilical cord.

This should be it.

Zhang Jun put away his things and walked out immediately. Just looking at the endless forest of steles in front of him, he began to feel troubled.

How should I go back?

Didn't the old Taoist say he would come to pick him up?
Just as he was thinking about how the old Taoist would take him back, there was a dull sound of footsteps in the distance, which made Zhang Jun immediately alert, and he hurriedly hid behind a tombstone.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The footsteps were heavy and muffled. At first glance, they sounded like the footsteps of one person, but upon closer inspection, they turned out to be the footsteps of four people. However, the movements were too neat and it was difficult to detect without listening carefully.

Zhang Jun cautiously poked his head out and saw four men running towards this side carrying a sedan.

sedan chair?

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that they might be here to pick him up, because the modern clothes on the four of them were obviously incompatible with the antiques around them.

As the sedan got closer and closer, Zhang Jun lowered his head and found that his ring finger was being pulled by something. A faint red rope appeared on his hand. The other end of the red rope was connected to the hat in front of him. sedan chair.

Zhang Jun didn't hesitate anymore. He immediately walked out from behind the tombstone and rushed to the sedan in a few steps.

The four people stopped suddenly and lowered their bodies.

Now Zhang Jun didn't have the slightest fear anymore and immediately got into the sedan.

When he got on the sedan, the four people immediately turned around, lifted up the sedan and pulled Zhang Jun to the west.

Although the movements of the four of them were stiff, they ran incredibly fast.

Zhang Jun opened the sedan curtain with his fingers and took a look outside. There were only countless tombs and broken ruins everywhere outside the window.

If you look carefully, you will find that there seems to be something crawling in the darkness, but you can't see clearly what it is.

As the sedan passed through the gate of a Drum Tower, the surrounding environment began to become gloomy. I could vaguely see lights in the distance. The lights felt very close, but they seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze. Zhang Jun couldn't see them no matter what. clear.

But as there were more and more lights, Zhang Jun knew that he had returned from the underworld.

"Um!!"

In the morgue, the old man was sitting on a chair with half-closed eyes. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the red string on Zhang Jun's ring finger trembling. He pinched his fingers and counted: "Hey, this kid is lucky."

After saying that, he stood up, pinched the magic formula with his hands, stepped on the Seven Stars with his feet, pinched the orchid finger, and touched Zhang Jun's forehead, guiding the blue flames above to his fingertips, then to his left shoulder and right shoulder, and pinched three flames on them. On your finger, pull up the red string on your finger and flick it.

"boom!"

The flames quickly rushed into the paper sedan in front of them along the red rope, burning the sedan to ashes in a matter of seconds.

At the same time, a wisp of green smoke emerged from the sedan chair and poured into the nasal cavity of Zhang Jun's body.

"Don't always think that I cheated you out of 10 yuan. This medicine has been reserved for you a long time ago and is waiting for you today."

While complaining to Zhang Jun, the old Taoist took out a roll of red cloth from his arms. When the red cloth was opened, a yellowed old wild ginseng appeared in his hand.

The old Taoist first twisted off the old wild ginseng and took a pinch in his hand. Then he quickly pried open Zhang Jun's mouth, placed his palm on it, and squeezed hard with five fingers. A drop of golden clear liquid dripped into Zhang Jun along his little finger. In the mouth.

Not long after, a blush appeared on Zhang Jun's gray face. Seeing this, the old man lifted his upper body up and said, "Wake up!"

"Snapped!"

A slap hit Zhang Jun's heart.

"cough!!"

Zhang Jun's chest trembled, his eyes opened, and he gasped while covering his heart. The violent breathing gave him the urge to vomit.

"Hey, don't vomit. The 10 yuan is all in your mouth. If you vomit, it will be wasted."

"yue~~"

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes at the old man, turned away and vomited.

"Hey, you loser, you're really vomiting."

"I'm not in the habit of swallowing it back."

Zhang Jun wiped the residue from the corners of his lips and looked around to find that he was lying in the morgue of the funeral home.

Looking again, there were several corpses sitting around, and he couldn't help but wonder: "What is this doing??"

"Just do it, or who will pick you up?"

The old Taoist helped him up and gave Zhang Jun a list with phone numbers and detailed bank card numbers: "Go back and give each of these four families 3 yuan. They will help you carry the sedan, and the other six people's families will have [-] yuan." , don’t delay, this is a debt of gratitude to a dead person, you can’t delay it.”

Zhang Jun glanced at the list, nodded and put the list away.

"Did you know that I would die tonight, or did you let me live there just so that I could meet that stinky cripple earlier?"

"Otherwise, your destiny is ruined. If you don't die once, how can I help you? If you change your destiny against the will of heaven, you will be struck by lightning."

"Then I am now..."

"You are very lucky. Although you have lost the luck of Gengxin, you have gained the destiny of resurrecting the soul and borrowing energy. It is also one of the top ten destiny, not much worse than your original one."

Resurrection?

When Zhang Jun heard this name, he felt like he was in A Chinese Ghost Story, resurrected from a dead body.

"What is reincarnation?"

"Hehe." The old man grinned. “This destiny is a rare human destiny and a rare fate.

This is a great disaster, but it is also a great blessing.

The five elements of water, wood, and fire are needed to help, while the two elements of metal and earth should be as few as possible.

The place where you were buried was full of water and trees, and the south was a fire sign. It was just right to bury the golden coffin in a stone tomb.

The most important thing is that you need someone to protect you from disaster.

The kid in the living grave is the best scapegoat.

You happen to have all the conditions in place, otherwise even the Great Luo Jinxian wouldn't be able to save you. "

The old Taoist became more and more proud as he talked, wishing he could raise his nostrils to the sky.

In fact, he did have the capital to be proud of. Zhang Jun was destined to be doomed when his destiny was destroyed. However, under his own operation and planning, he cleverly changed his destiny by reviving the soul and borrowing energy.

From this point of view, it is not an exaggeration to say that the battle between oneself and destiny is a victory.

Of course, he only dared to think about this in his mind, otherwise he would be struck by lightning if he said it.

Zhang Jun listened in confusion, but he also understood something: "So, you knew there was a kid in that coffin? But you didn't remind me?"

"Don't let the secrets be revealed. It's your fate. Telling you everything will be a bad thing."

Come on, black and white, it’s what the old man said anyway, Zhang Jun has no temper at all.

"We'll talk about the rest tomorrow. It's almost dawn, so hurry up and help move the body back."

The veteran knew that Zhang Jun wanted to ask a lot of questions, but the most important thing now was to restore the scene as soon as possible.

Zhang Jun also knew that the matter could not be rushed, so he helped Lao Dao clean up the corpses here.

As soon as the place was cleaned up, Zhang Jun heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

If you listen carefully, you can still hear familiar voices and cries.

It's someone from my own family.

Listening to the hoarse cry, Zhang Jun thought of the list he saw in front of the grave, and his expression flickered.

He turned his eyes and saw the stretcher beside him. He didn't know what he thought of, and a smirk suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

The door to the morgue was opened, and a group of people walked in hurriedly.

The leader was naturally Zhang Jun's mother. When everyone saw Zhang Jun lying on the stretcher, Zhang Jun's mother's legs instantly softened and she was about to faint. Fortunately, Zhang's father caught her in time.

Zhang's mother walked to her son's side, caressed Zhang Jun's face, and couldn't hold back her emotions for a while and started to cry loudly.

Father Zhang's eyes were red, and he stepped forward to pull his wife up, but was immediately beaten wildly by her.

"You bastard, you pay for my son, you pay for my son, you murderers, it was you who killed my son!!"

Father Zhang grimaced and let the slap hit him.

At this time, a hand grabbed Zhang's mother, and when she turned around, it was the second child of the Zhang family with a slicked back hair.

"Sister-in-law, you can't say that. Didn't you acquiesce in what happened back then? None of us have treated this boy badly in these years."

The second child stopped Zhang's mother's hand and stared at her with a half-smile: "Why, now that your son is dead, you suddenly start to feel sorry for him? It's ridiculous. In recent years, your family has occupied the most resources and has done the best business. You go out When you spend hundreds of thousands to buy a pair of shoes, why didn’t you expect that your son paid for it with his life!”

The second child's words made Zhang's mother blush for a moment, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"Second child!!"

Zhang's father pushed his second son away with a dark face: "You have gone too far!"

The second child didn't care. He flicked his clothes with his fingers, walked up to Zhang Jun, and looked at his eldest nephew carefully.

Immediately, his body tilted and he sat directly on Zhang Jun's stretcher.

"Hey, don't worry, it's even more extreme."

He took out an adoption agreement from his arms: "Sign it, the old man said. Anyway, at your age now, it's too late to have another child. There are so many ready-made ones at home, so you just pick a child you like."

Father Zhang took the agreement and his face turned extremely ugly.

"Brother, don't think too much. The old man also wants you to have a guarantee in the future. After all, your family controls the core of the group's industry. This is also for the long-term planning of our family business."

The third child said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the third child finished speaking, the second child on the side scolded him with a dark face: "Ah, third child, you are a bastard. I want to be a bad guy, so you come out and act like a good boy, right? I'm just trying to be a bad person. I'm pretending to be you." Damn noble."

The third child was scolded so badly, but he didn't dare to let out a single fart. Everyone knew that the second child was a bastard. He took care of all the shady business in the family. If you got angry, he didn't care whether you were a biological brother or not. .

"Brother, I've made it clear to you, it's all about being exterminated. That's what the old man means. If you are willing, sign now, and you can choose whatever you want when the children come back in a few days. If you don't want to, go talk to the old man yourself."

The second child seemed to leave room for Zhang's father, but the other hand had already handed over the pen. His tough attitude did not give Zhang's father any room to relax.

"Then what if I don't want to!"

There was a sudden and abrupt sound, which made everyone stunned. The second child tilted his head and looked at the people behind him: "Who the hell said that? What's the matter with you!"

However, when he turned around, he saw everyone staring behind him with their eyes wide open, their faces pale and unable to speak.

The second brother saw the horrified expressions on everyone's faces: "What's wrong? What the hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand was put on his shoulder coldly, and Zhang Jun's laughter came to his ears: "Second uncle, then you go back and ask the old man whether my family's affairs have anything to do with him, an old man who is about to die. what relationship……"

The second child's pupils tightened, and a chill suddenly crawled up his spine to the top of his head. He turned his neck stiffly and looked at the face so close to him. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his facial features gradually twisted together.

"Ah! Ghost!!"

(End of this chapter)