Liu Lang was terrified after hearing this, he never knew that his Liu family still had such a history.

However, when he asked again what the yellow pill was, Father Liu was also at a loss.

"Lang, I kept asking your grandfather at that time, but your grandfather never refused, if he came out, it would bring disaster to our Liu family."

Liu Lang was silent, but his mind tumbled violently.

Do you want to tell your father about the book of Taoism and the copper coin sword?

Do you want to tell your father about catching ghosts?

If you don't tell your father that you're learning Taoism and witchcraft?

Want?

Or don't?

After hesitating again and again, Liu Lang felt that he had never been so entangled.

Looking at his father's sad face, Liu Lang decided to take on everything by himself.

"Dad, don't think about it, so many years have passed, nothing has happened, maybe the yellow pill is just grandpa lied to us."

"Liar?"

Father Liu was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, although I don't know what the yellow pill is, but every time I go to Longhu Mountain, looking at the solemn appearance of those Taoist priests, I know that this kind of pill is definitely not simple." ”

"Hehe, Dad, really, look at me, there's nothing, even if it's not simple, anyway, it's not there now, what's the use of fooling around?"

Liu Lang tried his best to pretend that he didn't care, but in his heart, he longed for that strange Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

When I have time, I want to check it out.

Hey, no, Rao's family, isn't that big-eyed nurse also surnamed Rao? It can't be such a coincidence, right?

When Liu Lang thought of Rao Jiumei, his heart couldn't help but move. Secret Dao: Could it be that Rao Jiumei is a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?

Thinking of this possibility, Liu Lang felt that his head was about to turn into a mess.

Damn, if that's the case, then it's not surprising that Rao Jiumei easily knocked out the front teeth of that yellow-toothed man at the train station, and also recited Taoist mantras.

Grandma's, it seems. There is no doubt that this Dragon and Tiger Mountain must go.

The days at home always pass too fast, eating and chatting, visiting relatives and friends and watching TV, Liu Lang feels that he has a full and happy day.

It's been a long time since I've been so laid-back.

After dinner, Liu Lang and his parents wanted to go to play with friends, and without waiting for his parents to agree, he rode away by himself.

Liu Kun's village is not far from Liu Lang's village. Half an hour after a nice ride on a bicycle.

When he arrived at Liu Kun Village, Liu Lang went directly to Liu Kun's house.

Liu Kun's family was eating, and it seemed a little strange when they suddenly saw Liu Lang coming.

"Why are you here? Didn't even say hello? ”

Liu Kun hurriedly stood up and gave Liu Lang a seat.

Liu Kun's parents know Liu Lang. You're not welcome, he smiled at Liu Lang and ate by himself.

"Kunzi, don't you have a Taoist priest catching ghosts tonight? I specially ate dinner to see, what about people? ”

Liu Lang looked around. I didn't see half a figure at all.

Liu Kun sighed and said, "Hey, don't mention it, they are masters." Where will it come to our house? I'll give the address to the master, and he'll go straight to the reservoir in the evening. ”

"Oh? Such a cowhide, huh? Hehe, I'll meet him then. ”

"Don't don't, master, don't let people go, for fear of hurting people by mistake."

"Cut, do you have any real skills?"

Liu Lang replied disdainfully, seeing that Liu Kun really didn't seem to dare to go to the Houshan Reservoir at night, he got up and said: "Okay, Kunzi, I'm here to have fun when I go home, I'll go back first if it's okay." ”

"Ronin, don't go to the reservoir."

"Okay, okay, how do you look like a."

Where would Liu Lang listen to Liu Kun's words, made a bend from the village, turned directly to the back mountain, put the bicycle on the side of the uphill road, and walked towards the reservoir on foot.

I chatted at Liu Kun's house for a while just now, and before I knew it, it was already more than eight in the evening. The sky was cloudy and overcast, and not even the shadow of the moon could be seen.

Along the rugged road, in less than ten minutes, Liu Lang arrived at the side of the reservoir.

This back mountain is not big, but there is a mountain forest behind the back mountain, which is not only much bigger than this mountain, but also has lush branches and leaves all year round, and there is a thick layer of dead branches and leaves on the ground.

In the past, Liu Lang was an old revolutionary area, and the guerrillas liked to drill into the mountains, and they were beaten to the ground like devils and headless flies.

Because of this, it has also become a red base.

But at that time, Liu Lang often listened to the old people in the village tell some stories about ghosts, in this mountain forest, there are not only ghosts, but also monsters, when the devils came in, they were not less plagued by monsters.

Liu Lang lay on the edge of the reservoir, staring at the reservoir, thinking about the story told by the old man at that time, and couldn't help but ponder it in his heart.

After going through so many things, most of those old people are true.

In particular, the yellow skin that the old man talked about the most sounded not only lifelike, but even colorful, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Huangpizi, Mandarin is a weasel who has been cultivated into a fine spirit.

Liu Lang still clearly remembers that in the past, his own chickens were often stolen by this kind of thing, and even if the family found out, they did not dare to kill them, but burned incense and prayed, hoping not to anger this kind of immortal.

At that time, Liu Lang was still full of curiosity, thinking: Just such a thing, it can be killed with a stick, why are parents still afraid of them?

There are gods in the heart, and people and ghosts respect them.

Whether there is really a so-called yellow skin or not, Liu Lang just wants to see if there are really ghosts in this reservoir tonight.

"Boom ......"

There was a flash in the sky, and a thunderclap came from afar.

Liu Lang raised his head and looked, the weather was getting more and more gloomy, and it seemed that it was going to rain soon.

Looking back at the uphill road, there was no half a figure there.

"This Liu Kun's master is unreliable, but don't really accept the money and be deceived again."

Just as he was thinking, a flash of fire suddenly appeared at the end of the road, as if someone was walking slowly towards the reservoir with a candle.

Through the faint light, Liu Lang vaguely saw that it was a Taoist priest.

Hehe, it's really here, I want to see if you're really capable.

Liu Lang found a bush next to the reservoir and peeked out.

The man drew nearer and closer, and soon came to the side of the reservoir, glanced into the reservoir, and put the candle on the ground, and buried it in half.

"Hehe, I came all the way here to catch ghosts, I, Wu Banxian, am still famous......

When Liu Lang heard this voice, he was stunned.

I rub, why is the world like this, it turns out to be this product? (To be continued~^~)