dragon hunter

Chapter 390
Standing in the woods of Longchong Mountain, I looked up and down Lao Fang with incredulous eyes.

This honest man, still silent, stood there quietly, like a puppet.

But it was because of him that we were able to escape. I was very self-aware, knowing that Dao Ji was definitely not jealous of me, so I let us go.

But no matter how I look, I can't see any secrets hidden in Lao Fang.

However, his current state is indeed completely different from usual. Even Fatty Wang talked to him several times, but he didn't say a word.

"Old Fang?" I tentatively called out.

"Don't stand here, you're not out of danger yet." Lao Fang spoke suddenly, but the voice was that of a woman.

I was startled, and looked at Lao Fang with suspicious eyes. When he was possessed by someone else, I didn't notice it at all.

However, the other party should have no malice and help us get out of the predicament. Even if there are many doubts in my heart, I know that now is not the time to ask questions.

We followed Lao Fang and walked silently to the foot of the mountain. Only then did Lao Fang stop.

"You guys are too reckless today." Lao Fang turned around and looked at us and said.

"Senior, may I ask who you are?" I stared at the other party cautiously and asked.

Judging from the voice, the other party is not very old, but the other party can shock Dao Ji, which shows that the cultivation base is not weak, and in terms of cultivation, he is definitely worthy of being called a senior.

"Based on seniority, Fang Jianguo wants to call me auntie." The woman who possessed Fang Jianguo answered.

My eyes widened suddenly. Old Fangtou said at that time that his wife who died in childbirth was a descendant of the Ruan family.

In this way, isn't this woman possessing Lao Fang also surnamed Ruan?

"There is a piece of grass in front, you can sit and have a rest, let's go over there and talk." Lao Fang turned around and walked straight to the front left.

I was tense just now, fighting wits and courage with Dao Ji, but now I relax, and I feel exhausted all over my body.

We walked to the grass and sat down. Jiang Xiaoxi looked at Lao Fang with curious eyes. It was probably the first time he had seen such a thing as possession, and he found it very novel.

Zhen Qingyi sat down next to me and looked at Lao Fang with curiosity.

"You must be very strange, the cause and effect of this matter?" The woman who possessed Lao Fang looked at us and said.

"Yes, senior has a profound cultivation base. I didn't realize when I possessed Lao Fang. Can I take the liberty to ask, are you a human or a ghost now?" I stared at the other party and asked.

"I died a long time ago, before Fang Jianguo was born, I was already dead." The woman who possessed Fang Jianguo said without hesitation.

"Ah!" Zhen Qingyi covered her mouth and let out a low exclamation.

Jiang Xiaoxi was very courageous. Hearing that the other party admitted that he was a ghost, he was not afraid. He stared at the other party curiously with a pair of black eyes.

"I remembered. When I was walking in the secret road, there was a section of the road where the temperature was extremely low. Fat Lord felt strange at the time, so you were there." Fatty Wang said in a dazed tone.

"Even if you opened your yin and yang eyes, you still can't see this senior?" I turned my face and asked in surprise.

"You have opened your eyes, didn't you also not notice me?" The woman possessing Fang Jianguo said calmly.

"Then senior, can you explain this matter in detail?" I asked while staring at the other party.

According to what the other party said just now, she should be the younger sister of Fang Jianguo's mother, and she died very early, but why she possessed such a strong cultivation base, and why she possessed Fang Jianguo, these are all unsolved mysteries.

"Actually, it was my dream entrusted to Fang Laogeng in the name of my sister." The woman's first words aroused our curiosity.

"Let me just say, no one has been dead for decades, and they can still give others dreams..." Fatty Wang suddenly paused when he said this. The woman in front of him has also been dead for decades?

"My sister has been reincarnated a long time ago, so I really can't dream of Fang Laogeng." The woman who possessed Lao Fang said.

"Then senior got the method of ghost cultivation?" I asked suspiciously.

It is difficult for ordinary ghosts to retain the memories of their lives. If they are too resentful, they will turn into ghosts. If it is not for the method of ghost cultivation, the woman in front of her will definitely not be in a state of soul, and she will still retain her sanity after decades of existence.

There are many hundred-year-old ghosts in this world, but they are all fierce ghosts, completely different from the woman in front of me.

"Our Ruan family was taught the secret method by a foreigner back then, but we failed that foreigner, but we retained some of the cultivation methods." The woman surnamed Ruan explained.

"My mother is also a descendant of the Ruan family, why doesn't she know about this?" Jiang Xiaoxi muttered to the side.

"What's your mother's name?" The woman possessing Lao Fang asked sideways.

Jiang Xiaoxi reported a name, a pair of genealogies, and found that the two sides were relatives who had not yet issued five clothes. In terms of seniority, Jiang Xiaoxi, like Lao Fang, wanted to call the woman in front of him "auntie".

"The Ruan family's cultivation secret method is only qualified to practice by the direct descendants of the eldest family. Your mother is a collateral descendant, so naturally she doesn't know about it." The woman surnamed Ruan explained.

"Does the senior know about the Qianlong tattoo?" I didn't care about it, what the other party entrusted the old man to do in his dream, and hurriedly asked.

The Ruan family belonged to the line of guardians, so it is basically certain that even though it was treacherous, as long as the inheritance is still preserved, I might be able to find information about the next few hexagrams of the Qianlong tattoo from it.

"Qianlong tattoo? It sounds familiar." The woman surnamed Ruan said to herself.

My eyes lit up, and I stared at the other party expectantly, with a feeling that there was nowhere to be found, and it took no effort to get it.

After a while, the woman possessing Lao Fang raised her head and gave me an apologetic smile, "I've definitely heard of the name you mentioned before, but the Ruan family's inheritance is missing a lot, and I can't remember it for a while. , for more information on the name."

I couldn't hide the disappointment in my heart, but I still forced a smile and said it's okay.

"Don't be discouraged either. The ancient painting left by that stranger to the Ruan family contains a complete inheritance. If you can find the ancient painting, you will probably know more about the Qianlong tattoo," the other party comforted. with me.

"Isn't that ancient painting in Dao Ji's hands?" I said in amazement.

Things went around and around, and they came back to the original point, but thinking of the terrifying cultivation of the Dao Festival, I felt that trying to snatch the painting from the opponent's hand was like going to heaven.

"Speaking of which, the ancestor of Li Daoji must have contributed to the reason why our Ruan family fell apart in the first place." The woman surnamed Ruan sneered.

"Oh?" I stared at the other party with puzzled eyes.

"Did Fang Laogeng tell us about our Ruan family's past?" The woman looked at us and asked.

"I did, and Jiang Xiaoxi also told a more complete version." I nodded and replied.

"The ancestor of Li Daoji was the chief culprit who offered poisonous tricks to the warlords, and caused the entire Ruan family to contract strange diseases." The woman surnamed Ruan said angrily.

"Didn't it be that the master of the Rising Dragon Temple at that time preserved a trace of blood for the Ruan family?" I looked stunned, which was different from what the old Fangtou said.

"The Ruan family really wants to thank the Master of the Rising Dragon Temple that time, but it is ironic that the descendant of the dog-headed military division who was next to the warlord back then has become the Master of the Rising Dragon Temple this time." Ruan The surnamed woman laughed at herself.

I froze for a moment and remained silent. Sometimes I feel that this world is really full of black humor.

"By the way, did the old Fangtou and a little girl enter the secret passage? Where did they go?" My heart moved, and I began to worry about the whereabouts of the old Fangtou.

"Actually, I entrusted Fang Laogeng with a dream just to let him find the secret path." The woman surnamed Ruan said.

"Why?" I asked puzzled.

"Because someone sealed me in the secret passage, I need someone to help me out." The woman surnamed Ruan replied calmly.

"What about the current whereabouts of the old square head?" I asked with some concern.

"Originally, I planned to possess Fang Laogeng and use him to leave the secret path, but the little girl next to him has the body of Fengyang, so I dare not approach at all." The woman surnamed Ruan sighed.

I blinked, the body of Fengyang can be said to be the bane of ghosts, if the old Fangtou walked with that little girl, this woman surnamed Ruan really couldn't possess her.

"Later when you came, I had no choice but to possess Fang Jianguo, and it just happened to help you escape." The woman surnamed Ruan continued.

"What about the old square-headed man, won't he be detained by the Grand Dao Festival?" I asked worriedly.

"No, I can feel the aura of the Fengyang body from far away. After he and the little girl left the secret path, they went straight down the mountain." The woman surnamed Ruan said.

"Then what are they going to do in the secret passage?" I think the old Fangtou's behavior is a bit inexplicable.

"In the secret path, he and the little girl took away an old item left by the Ruan family." The woman surnamed Ruan didn't elaborate.

Because it involves the privacy of the Ruan family, I don't want to ask this matter in detail. Fortunately, after tossing around for so long, I finally have a clear goal. As long as I can find ancient paintings, most of my troubles can be solved.

"Senior, how powerful is that Dao Ji, can you suppress him?" I asked with some hope.

Right now, with my strength, I am far from being the opponent of the Dao Festival. If the senior ghost cultivator in front of me is willing to help, maybe the chance of obtaining the ancient painting will be much higher.

"I'm not his opponent. It's just a fluke today. Next time we meet again, we can run as far away as possible." The woman surnamed Ruan sighed for a long time.

"Huh?" I was stunned for a while, and I couldn't accept this fact.

"But that Daoist priest is obviously very jealous of you. If it weren't for you, how could he let us go?" Zhen Qingyi was a little worried for me.

"That's because I used a secret technique to increase my aura before I died. Now I guess the other party has come to his senses and regretted not making a move." The woman surnamed Ruan gave a wry smile.

Disappointment flashed in my eyes. From this point of view, not only would it be difficult for me to obtain ancient paintings, but I also had to be on guard against the revenge of that Daoist.

(End of this chapter)