Yu Ziqing feels that in the future, in addition to self-reflection every day, he can also add one more thing and gain one more insight every day.

Today’s experience has been exceeded.

After listening to No. 4's words, Yu Ziqing could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.

Being chased for 80,000 miles by an eighth-level tomb ghost, all because of a trace of evil thoughts, no one could resist this.

"Stop laughing, I really need a drop of rain to save my life now."

"Where are you now?"

"I'm in Dali, not far from the cracks in the abyss. I met a hungry ghost before who offered me a drop of sweet rain, no, two drops.

Two drops of sweet rain, along with alms-giving rituals and other rituals, helped to get out any trace of evil thoughts from my body.

I asked specifically, and the hungry ghost didn't lie. Everyone in Busch Town next to the abyss crack knows that hungry ghosts can do it."

Yu Ziqing was slightly startled. Hey, guys with normal intelligence have begun to appear among the hungry ghosts. The price is really bad. He must have been a profiteer during his lifetime.

However, profiteers are good, but I am too kind-hearted to be able to cheat those people.

Later, the hungry ghost negotiated the price, and then exchanged the sweet rain for something he could use. The sweet rain went around in a circle and still went to the hungry ghost's mouth. It was roughly equivalent to giving something to the hungry ghost and getting something else in vain.

resource.

"I have one or two drops, but do you want a drop of nectar or a drop of nectar solution? And what do you want in exchange?"

"Which one is better?"

"Of course it's Ganlin's original solution. Generally, Ganlin's original solution is diluted with spiritual liquid."

"Then I want Ganlin Essence. In exchange, I will use the previous information, plus the future information." No. 4 did not hesitate to ask for better ones. He was also afraid that the demonic thoughts would not be completely eradicated.

Now it's not just a matter of the tomb ghost chasing him. If he doesn't use his evil thoughts, he can also be killed.

"Okay, the current price is about thirty-seven drops of sweet rain, exchanged for a Void Escape Scroll, it's just as good as an old man, it's just a lot more.

Of course, I’m just telling you this to save you from thinking I’m cheating you.

Just give me the information.

You leave a rune and I will send it to you using the Flying Sword of Communication.

Everyone was having a good time doing the transaction. If you send me a message to Feijian, your money won’t be counted.

With a drop of nectar, I will give you a complete set of giving rituals, giving spells and giving seals."

"Thank you." No. 4 took a deep breath and quickly left a receiving rune.

At this moment, he didn't care whether he was exposed or not.

Today I just need to go out and ask who was chased by an eighth-level tomb ghost for tens of thousands of streets.

Don't even think about hiding his identity from Yu Ziqing.

My life is almost gone, and losing face is just a small problem.

Walking out of the seventh floor, Yu Ziqing took out a new communication flying sword. The inferior product of the flying sword refined by Lao Yang using the earth fire triggered was not that fast, but it was still no problem to fly two or three thousand miles.

, there is no problem with reliability, it’s just because the speed is not fast enough.

It happens to be not that far, so save it if you can.

Take out a drop of sweet rain, attach it to a jade slip, and send it away with the Flying Sword of Communication.

The flying sword flew up swayingly, accelerated for several breaths, and then turned into a sword light and soared into the sky.

A few hours later, No. 4, who was still carrying the Tomb Ghost, was circling around the crack in the abyss. His eyes were shining when he saw a sword light rushing down at an extremely fast speed.

He quickly made a seal with his hand, causing the flying sword to fly towards him, and then caught the flying sword. His body was forced to take several steps back due to the impact.

A jade slip and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, but the flying sword ran out of power and automatically shattered into powder.

"It's so powerful. I'm afraid this flying sword is not cheap, so it can be delivered so quickly."

He took the jade bottle, opened it and took a slight sniff. The unique fragrance was exactly the same as what he had heard about. Looking at the jade slip again, he suddenly felt that No. 7 was really reliable in doing things.

Seeing that the tomb ghost was chasing after him again, he quickly increased his speed, rushed into the crack of the abyss, and found the hungry ghost with whom he had traded before.

The simple ritual of giving, coupled with the giving mantra and the giving mudra, can be regarded as a contract, the rain is traded, and the evil thoughts are caught by the hungry ghosts.

By the time the tomb ghost, with a look of hatred and bitterness on his face, came after him again, No. 4 had already gathered all the remaining death energy and yin energy in his body.

"Brother, I'm so angry with you."

No. 4 threw the condensed death energy from a distance. Fortunately, he was being chased like a dead dog and had no time to rest or regulate his body to expel the death energy.

Otherwise, if the dead energy doesn't come back, it will be very frustrating.

Either he will be beaten to death by the tomb ghost, or he will kill the tomb ghost and then be cursed to death.

The hungry ghost also held a wisp of black energy and handed it to the tomb ghost.

The tomb ghost took the death energy in a serious manner, swallowed it all into his mouth, then took the ball of demonic thoughts that was constantly struggling in his hand, examined it carefully, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The command talisman on his body shone slightly, forcibly suppressing that wisp of evil thoughts.

The tomb ghost stared at No. 4 with a somewhat unkind look, and groaned.

Number 4 didn't understand, and probably knew it wasn't a good word.

The hungry ghost on the side thoughtfully provided translation services.

"He said you are lucky this time and will spare your life.

He had been out for a while and was a little annoyed, so he went back.

Next time I see you, I will beat you to death."

No. 4 took a deep breath and politely said goodbye.

"Brother, walk slowly, I promise you will never see me again."

Being scolded is nothing, he has a demonic thought attached to him, and because of this ray of demonic thought, he was chased for more than 80,000 miles by an eighth-level tomb ghost.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not be able to hand over that wisp of demonic thought, and he would definitely be dead as a result.

Now I have survived, both dangers have been resolved, and everything else is just a minor problem.

The tomb ghost was vomiting all over his face, but he still smiled and asked, "Brother, are you happy that you vomited?" If you are not happy, continue.

The tomb ghost didn't pay much attention to him, and snatched all the things back. He felt that he was uncomfortable staying outside, and it would be torture to stay outside for a moment longer. So, he cursed and left quickly.

"You don't need to translate, I probably understand." No. 4 decisively stopped Hungry Ghost's kind translation.

"Okay, if you still need it next time, remember to come here to find me. I'm a good boy." The hungry ghost waved goodbye to him. He was in a good mood and got a drop of the undiluted nectar solution easily.

After swallowing it, the hungry ghost scratched his head, sniffed, and then immediately rushed to the edge of the cliff, grabbed a hungry ghost who was still digesting, stretched out his hand, pulled the hungry ghost's mouth open, and put his face to sniff.

For a long while.

After sniffing for dozens of times, he suddenly laughed and quickly climbed out of the abyss crevice along the cliff.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he rushed to Busi Town. Based on the smell, he came to the back door of the health club and knocked gently.

In the well, a hungry ghost crawled out, put on a suit of clothes skillfully, even put a hood on himself, and came to the back door.

"Who is it? My master is not here. If you have anything minor, I can tell him on my behalf."

"Stop pretending, I am also a hungry ghost. I have something to do with Miss Xianxin." The profiteer hungry ghost outside the door replied angrily.

"Miss Xianxian is not here, I can convey what you want to say on your behalf."

"There is a Hanhan who has a trace of demonic thoughts on his body. The smell is very similar to the ones we came into contact with in the place we went to last time."

"Okay, I will convey it to Miss Xianxian."

"My name is... I forgot what my name is. Anyway, you remember to say that I discovered it."

"I understand, can I still take your credit?"

The profiteer hungry ghost didn't say anything and left in silence. He began to wonder what his name was, but he just couldn't remember it.

The hungry ghost guarding the door didn't care so much. He knew that doing his own thing was the most important thing. He wouldn't open the door for anyone who came before the master came back.

A few days later, Wu Shuangge and Xian Xian came to the store together to receive the filthy gas buckets and guard the hungry ghosts. They told Xian Xian exactly what had happened and did not take the credit.

In order to ensure that the information was correct, Xianqi went to the profiteer and hungry ghost and asked again.

On the other side, when Yu Ziqing was preparing to set off with Lao Yang, Xianxuan brought back the news.

"What does No. 4 want?"

Yu Ziqing was a little confused, did he always start a group one step ahead?

He had been to the Silver Lake Forbidden Land before and probably ran away when he arrived at Yuanci Mountain.

The cave we went to this time was said to be newly discovered, but it was most likely a cave used to suppress a certain part of Old Zhenhuang.

Other monks see no difference between those demonic thoughts, whether they are dead demons, crazy demons, or heavenly demons, there is not much difference.

But for hungry ghosts, the difference in taste is huge. Not to mention the texture, the smell is also different.

Even if the one who went there on the 4th was not a part of the old Zhenhuang that was sealed and suppressed, it was directly related to the demon Zizaitian.

Only with the same origin can the demonic thoughts have such similar smells.

After going to the Silver Lake Forbidden Land, go back and ask No. 4... Forget it, don't look back. With his death-seeking temperament, he might be beaten to death in a few days.

Enter the ring on the seventh floor and contact No. 4.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay. It's fine. It's better than before."

"Let me ask you something. Did you go to the cave before? Where was it and how did you get in?"
To be continued...