This time, Deng An was even more surprised, the kind of person who claimed to be Xiaobao could obviously "hear" his words, so he tried to ask with his mind: "How do you know what I'm talking about?"

Hearing this, Xiao Bao stopped crying in surprise, and asked softly tentatively: "Aren't all the ghosts we didn't condense and formed to communicate with our minds?"

was shouted by Xiaobao one by one, Deng An felt a little embarrassed, so he had to answer vaguely: "How could I not know, I was startled by you just now and almost forgot." ”

However, Deng An had just put on the posture of a senior master, only to find that his understanding of ghosts was far inferior to that of this little ghost, and he wanted to ask him questions, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Die to save face and suffer sin!"

Deng An laughed at himself and began to think about how to get words out of this little ghost's mouth. However, this self-deprecation inadvertently touched his mind, and was immediately listened to by Xiaobao, and his immature voice came again: "Senior, what kind of death should you suffer with face?"

Deng An was embarrassed, and then realized the mistake he had made, so he became very careful when thinking about the problem, and no longer dared to talk to himself in his consciousness, in case there was any unsightly thoughts, which were overheard by other ghosts, it would be a real loss.

"Oh, nothing. You don't always have seniors and seniors short, I don't get used to it, my surname was Deng when I was alive, you just call me Brother Deng. ”

"Former ...... Brother Deng, can you still remember your name when you were alive?

Deng An asked puzzledly, "Don't you also remember that your name is Xiaobao?"

"The name 'Xiaobao' was given by Grandpa Qin, not my real name, and I don't remember anything before I was alive. Xiaobao explained a little sadly, seeing that Deng An didn't know what he was thinking, he took the opportunity to ask: "Brother Deng is about to become a meditation cultivator, and that soul spirit is not of much use to you, it is better to give it to Xiaobao, Xiaobao is so hungry now, and he wants to eat." ”

Listening to what Xiaobao said, it was pitiful, Deng An was not good to fight with him for the so-called "soul essence". In addition, in order to have more useful information, it is necessary to send a little favor.

"Okay! ”

"Thank you, Brother Deng!"

Xiaobao got an affirmative answer and couldn't wait to rush out.

At this time, the light group called the "soul spirit" became darker and darker, and it was estimated that it would soon merge with the night. Deng An looked curiously, only to see Xiaobao wrapping the light ball with his body, and as the yin qi continued to roll, the soul essence began to gradually become smaller.

Xiaobao muttered while absorbing the soul essence: "It's delicious...... It's delicious. ”

Deng An listened carefully and found that it was these contents, and couldn't help but feel funny, and he began to wonder if this little ghost was starved to death.

Half an hour later, the soul spirit was completely gone.

Xiaobao exaggerated his burp and approached Deng An slowly, the little guy at this time, looking heartless and unsuspecting.

After sending out the benefits, Deng An naturally would not waste it, and took the opportunity to ask questions that he was interested in. Xiaobao doesn't have any ideas, he knows everything, and he says everything.

It turned out that Xiaobao and his grandfather were not local deaths, they moved from the plains hundreds of miles away. Due to the lack of shelter on the plains, the space for ghosts to move is limited, and the population density of villages and towns in the plains is large, and the number of people dying every day is large.

Deng An can easily understand this. Not long ago, he had met a young monk, but fortunately he had escaped quickly and had not been put into the broken crockpot. If this is on the plains, without the cover of mountains and forests, I am afraid it will not be easy to escape.

As the conversation deepened, Deng An found that it was not so easy to be a ghost, and the first thing he had to face was the real problem of life and death. If he can't overcome this problem, he will probably be gone before he can track down the murderer.

"Where did your grandfather go, and why didn't he stay with you?"

"Grandpa is dying, and he wants to get a chance for himself to go to a dangerous place to find Black Leaf Grass, and let me wait for him here. ”

"Ghosts still die?"

Deng An was taken aback, if it weren't for Xiaobao mentioning it, he would still think that he would be immortal. However, if you think about it deeply, you will be relieved, if ghosts can really be immortalized, this from ancient times to the present, I don't know how many people have died in the world, then there are ghosts everywhere. Deng An didn't think that he was so unlucky, and he had only met such a ghost as Xiaobao so far.

"When a person dies, if he is angry, he becomes a ghost. Under normal circumstances, ghosts only have a lifespan of three years, and after three years, their souls will be scattered and disappear forever between heaven and earth, and their souls will be transformed into pure yin energy. ”

"Is it only three years?" Deng An was silent, now it has been a year since the assassination of Guan Dao, that is to say, he has two years left to live, and I don't know if he can successfully take revenge in these two years. Deng An recalled Xiaobao's words just now, and seemed to have grasped something.

"Xiaobao, can the black leaf grass extend the life of ghosts?"

Xiaobao looked at Deng An in surprise, and didn't answer at the first time, because he suddenly found that this "senior" knew too little, not as much as himself, and couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Deng, you really don't know?"

Deng An knew that he was speechless, so he hurriedly slowed down his tone, still put on a master's demeanor, and said without being salty or light: "How can I not know this little thing, first, I want to test you, and secondly, to verify that what I know is the same as what your grandfather knows." ”

"I see. Xiao Bao suddenly realized and continued to explain: "If we can become a meditation cultivator within three years, naturally we don't have to worry about losing our souls. Meditation is to be those monks in the human world, whose lifespan is much greater than that of ordinary ghosts. The black leaf grass cannot be used directly to prolong life, but it can increase the chances of becoming a meditation. ”

Meditation, a cultivator among ghosts. Deng An couldn't help but feel excited, and a vast picture scroll was displayed in front of him. After death, people are so colorful, if they can become meditative, wouldn't they still have a chance of immortality?

However, no matter how Deng An later interrogated Xiaobao and could not ask for details about meditation, it is not difficult to infer from his words and words that even the old ghost he called "grandfather" only had an early understanding of meditation, and only knew that after three years of immortality, he would enter a stage of meditation called "Nayin".

As dawn approached, Xiaobao already knew that Deng An was passing by, so he took him to his hiding place. This is a hare cave, which extends in all directions, and after Xiaobao and his grandfather wandered here, they took over the magpie's nest and scared away the rabbits inside. Although it is not very comfortable to live in, it is fortunate that it is well hidden, and there is a lot of yin qi in the cave.

Deng An and Xiaobao finally survived the day, and finally ushered in the twilight moment, they were talking about some ghost cultivation of immortals, and Deng An suddenly noticed an abnormality outside the cave. Then, a dark wind struck, and a ghost quickly broke in.

Realizing that Deng An existed, the ghost didn't say a word, and immediately retreated.

Seeing this, Xiaobao hurriedly shouted: "Grandpa, don't worry, Brother Deng is not an evil ghost, he passed by here last night and temporarily hid in the cave for a day." ”

When the ghost heard this, he hesitantly stopped near the ****. Deng An knew that he was a guest, so it was not good to scare the master, so he hurriedly said politely: "Senior, what Xiaobao said is true, I am just passing by here, borrowing your place to hide from the daytime sun, and I will leave in a while." ”

The ghost paused in place for a moment before slowly drifting towards the cave.

"I see, are you going to leave in a while? ”

This was an extremely old voice, although it was deliberately suppressed, there was still tremor in the other party's voice, as if he was suffering some kind of great pain.

Xiaobao also heard the problem, and said hurriedly: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you." ”

"It's nothing! I had an accident on the way, so I came back early. ”

When the old ghost said this, there was no more sound, Xiaobao realized the seriousness of the problem, and thought of some of the words that his grandfather had confessed before leaving, and couldn't help crying bitterly: "Grandpa, are you about to die? You must not die! Xiaobao can't live without you." ”

"Xiaobao, don't make trouble, let your grandfather rest for a while. ”

Deng An has already seen that the old ghost is only extremely weak, and he will not be dissipated, as long as he meditates and recuperates for a while, he should be able to recover six or seven percent, but if he wants to recover to the peak, it will take at least two months. In this way, it is not good for him to leave Xiaobao and leave immediately, although this little ghost is a little silly, but stupid and cute.

Nearly two hours later, the old ghost let out a light sigh, he looked vigilantly in the direction he came in, and motioned for Deng An and Xiaobao to follow him to another remote rabbit hole.

Xiaobao saw that his grandfather was fine, so he was naturally overjoyed and overjoyed.

"Senior, now that you're fine, it's time for me to leave. ”

"The old man sees that your soul is condensed, and it is not far from becoming a meditation cultivator, how dare you consider yourself a senior. The old man was called Master Qin during his lifetime, you just call me Master Qin. ”

"Students were also scholars when they were alive, so it's best to call you Master. Hearing this, Deng An's heart moved, and he took the initiative to pull up the relationship, before, he was worried that he would not be able to ask anything from the other party's mouth, but now that he has this opportunity, of course he will not miss it.

"Before leaving, the student had something to ask Master Qin for advice. ”

As Deng An guessed, the old ghost was a down-and-out scholar before he died. This kind of person loves face very much, and when you lower your posture and ask for advice, he will often try his best to show off and ask ten questions, for fear that the answer will not be detailed enough and be considered shallow by others.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Deng An couldn't see the other party's expression, but judging by the tone, he knew that he had guessed correctly, so he asked respectfully: "What happened to the soul body that the predecessor said?"

"The soul body is the body we have now, which is generally called the soul body, which can distinguish the body of the ghost before his death, and the soul body is very different from the human body. Compared with the human body, the soul body still has a great advantage. The lack of limbs in ordinary people is a major injury, but ghosts do not have such problems, even if the soul body is missing, as long as the soul core is intact, it will not take long for the soul body to recover. Only after becoming a ghost cultivator, in order to facilitate spell casting and fighting, the soul body will condense into a human form. According to the condensation of the soul body, you can judge the cultivation of the ghost, if you have not seen the meditation and cannot accurately grasp the condensation, you can use a simple method, that is, according to the color to judge, for example, Xiaobao's soul body is not long born, the color is still light gray, and you and the old man's are black gray. ”