Demon Recovery: Inheritance of the Celestial Master at the Beginning

"After you arrive at Widow's Ping, go to a man named Fang Xiuping and say Lao Zhao, let you go to her house to get something, and she will give you a package!"

The old man said mysteriously.

Zhang Yao watched the scene just now, but he still didn't change his face, he was obviously not a mortal.

It should be the same as the foreigners who went to Widow's Ping.

"There is a flower and plant you want in the package, as well as some odds and ends, you can take them all!"

A look of reluctance flashed in Lao Zhao's eyes.

"There are even spirit medicines. It seems that your identity was not simple before!"

Zhang Yao said with a smile.

If an ordinary person got a spirit medicine, he would have already sold it.

The old man also knows how to hide, I'm afraid he knows some inside stories! *

Chapter [-]: The Dead Yellow River Corpse Collector

"The dust returns to the dust, the earth returns to the earth, Lao Zhao and I are just a lonely ghost, let alone a ghost!"

Lao Zhao shook his head.

"it is good!"

Zhang Yao nodded.

This ghost car is very interesting. It seems that these people are ghosts. They seem to have some special features and will lose their memory.

But if they are not, they are indeed ghosts.

And Zhang Yao noticed that after the female ghost was killed by this car of ghosts, their breath has been dissipating!

"Okay, that's it!"

"Old Li, let's drive! Send this little brother to the terminal, we should almost leave!"

Old Zhao Yi pointed out.

"Okay!"

Hearing the words, the driver returned to his position directly, and then drove the bus straight to the Widow's Ping.

Along the way, Zhang Yao found that the bus became more and more blurred, and a group of ghosts on the bus gradually became transparent.

"really!"

"We're not really ghosts!"

Lao Zhao said very open-mindedly.

"Not a real ghost?"

Zhang Yao's heart moved.

"Obstinence!"

"We died at the hands of evil, and our unwilling obsession allowed us to drive a ghost car between Shangjun and Widow's Ping!"

"Now that our great revenge has been avenged, our obsession has dissipated, and it is time to dissipate."

Lao Zhao said with a smile.

He saw it very openly, and after resolving the obsession, the whole person was extremely peaceful.

This is a man of great wisdom.

"laugh!"

The bus stopped for the third time, and this time Zhang Yao was able to see the village not far away.

"Little brother, we're here, let's meet again!"

After the bus driver stopped, he said eagerly.

"roll!"

When Lao Zhao heard this, he glared at the bus driver, "If you can't speak, don't speak!"

"forgotten!"

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!"

The bus driver also noticed that there was something wrong in his words, he rubbed his head with a smile, but felt a handful of blood.

What an interesting bunch of ghosts!

Zhang Yao smiled, waved his hand, and got out of the car.

"Little brother, don't forget our agreement!"

Lao Zhao didn't forget to remind Zhang Yao, "Especially Hongta Mountain, let Xiuping burn me more!"

Buzz!

Before Lao Zhao spoke, the whole bus slowly twisted, and then disappeared completely.

Zhang Yao stared at the vanishing bus, then turned and walked towards Widow's Ping.

Encountering these ghosts along the way gave Zhang Yao some new insights into life.

……

As Lao Zhao said, Widow's Ping was very lively, but just after entering the village, Zhang Yao saw several capable people.

At the entrance of the village, there are still many people setting up stalls with all kinds of flowers and plants on them, hoping to be seen by others and make a fortune.

The villagers gradually came to know that the value of those things was increasing, and the asking price naturally went up.

It's a pity that some of their stalls are just some ordinary flowers and plants.

Worthless.

……

"Where is Fang Xiuping's house?"

Zhang Yao walked to a booth and asked a booth owner.

"You look for Granny Fang!"

The stall owner glanced at Zhang Yao in astonishment, then pointed to the village, "Go straight in, you can see the Widow's Ping Temple, where Granny Fang lives!"

"Thank you!"

After Zhang Yao thanked him, he went to the village.

Before walking far, Zhang Yao saw a temple with a large area.

The first four!

Backyard!

The incense seemed to be very good, and in front of the temple still hung a rusted copper bell!

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

At this time, an old woman was slowly pushing the clock wood and striking the bronze bell!

The loud and clear bell rang out, and there was a peaceful atmosphere that filled the entire village.

Magic weapon!

The bronze bell is a magical weapon. Although the level is not high, it has the effect of peace of mind.

"Are you Granny Fang?"

Zhang Yao stepped forward, looked at the old woman and asked.

"Outlander?"

Fang Xiuping raised her head, revealing a pair of eye sockets full of scars!

blind!

The old woman had been injured in both eyes, and her eye sockets were covered with scars.

She is obviously blind, but she is very keen.

A pair of eyes can't see, but he also knows that he is a foreigner.

"Nothing to be surprised about!"

"I have lived here for seventy years, and I can feel the breath of everyone in the village!"

The old woman said calmly.

The old woman was very keen, and she felt Zhang Yao's surprise.

"But it's the same who came here. I haven't gotten any exotic flowers and plants. You should go find someone else!"

After Fang Xiuping finished speaking, she turned and walked tremblingly towards the temple.

"It was Lao Zhao who asked me to come!"

Zhang Yao said lightly.

The old woman stopped abruptly, then looked back at Zhang Yao.

Although she was blind, Zhang Yao still felt that there was a gaze staring at him.

"Old Zhao said that as long as he told you that he asked me to come to you, you would give me a package!"

Zhang Yao said calmly.

The old woman was silent, her expression very complicated.

After a while, the old woman said bitterly, "Lao Zhao is my junior brother!"