Before burying Wang Han, he specially checked several times. Wang Han's body was stiff, and he was sure that Wang Han was really dead.
Who would have thought that a dead man with no heartbeat or pulse would crawl out of the grave after being buried for nearly an hour.
Ghost stories are just that.
Wang Han stood up unsteadily.
Unexpectedly, this Turtle Breathing Technique actually worked again and stabilized my penis. I just didn’t know how long I could control it.
Gesang was still holding the stone in his hand, "Wang Han! What's going on with you? Do you have any last wishes that you haven't fulfilled yet?"
"Stop talking nonsense! We have to hurry up and meet up with Mr. Bai and the others!"
Wang Han wiped the dirt from his face. He had been running in the water for a while, but now he was buried again. He turned into a clay figure.
Gesang stepped forward, touched Wang Han, and found that Wang Han was physical and still had his body temperature.
"Really...really alive?" Gesang looked shocked.
Wang Han rubbed his arms and got his bearings.
"Otherwise, you're going to see a ghost in broad daylight." Wang Han complained helplessly.
Pointing in one direction, "According to the positioning, that side should be the Eye of Hell. Let's go there first, return to the car and wait for Bai Lao and the others."
As he spoke, Wang Han walked in front, and Gesang followed behind, still a little scared.
More than half an hour later.
Wang Han's body twitched violently, and his eyes changed again. He turned back and glanced at Gesang and his son, "Don't bury me this time! Keep walking in the direction I told you!"
After speaking, Wang Han rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Gesang stepped forward and touched Wang Han.
No heartbeat or pulse again.
Wang Han pushed Wang Han and found that Gesang lived for more than forty years. This was the first time he encountered such a strange thing.
"Abba, Uncle Wang Han can come back to life even if he dies. The person Mr. Dele said can help us turn disaster into good luck! He must be Uncle Wang Han."
Gesang nodded heavily.
Carrying Wang Han on his back, he walked in one direction.
During this period, Wang Han woke up twice.
But every time I wake up for a while, I enter the state of suspended animation again, and each time it lasts longer than the previous time.
I do not know how long it has been.
Carrying Wang Han on his back, Gesang finally saw the direction of the Eye of Hell.
"Abba, look over there! It's the fat uncle with hemorrhoids!" Duoji suddenly pointed in a direction.
A smile finally appeared on Gesang's face.
....
When Wang Han opened his eyes, his whole body ached, he felt as if he was seriously ill, and his head felt a little heavy.
There are five Kowloon seals placed beside the pillow.
There was an uncontrollable voice of excitement coming from outside the door.
Wang Han heard that the person speaking was Grandpa Dele.
There are also the voices of Kelsang and Dorje.
"Grandpa Dele, if it weren't for brother Wang Han, both our father and son would be dead."
Grandpa Dele smiled and said, "He must be our savior! What do the masters think?"
"We will wait until Master Jiayang arrives before making any decision." came a voice.
Bai Wuan's loud voice followed closely.
"You guys have been fantasizing about it for a long time, but you can't help but come out! Make the spitting stars fly beautifully! Not to mention the usefulness, just look at your arrogance!
(You guys have been talking for a long time and haven’t discussed anything about it. You’ve been spitting all over the place and haven’t said anything useful. You look so cute.)”
"It's a matter of great importance. It's not a child's play. Whether he is the person we have been waiting for, we have reason to be cautious." The same voice came from just now.
"If you are tired of being hungry, you are so arrogant and talkative. You can't even say anything useful! Old Feng! If you are tired of it, don't criticize it. If you are tired of it, look at it again and again. After watching it, Wang Han wakes up.
Wood.
(I won’t tell you anymore. My mouth is numb and I haven’t said anything useful. Lao Feng, you little cutie, stop looking at those flirtatious things and go see if Wang Han is awake.) "
Wang Han sat up and patted his head.
I heard everything said outside.
Feng Manlou walked in from outside with his cell phone in hand.
"Hey, wake up! How do you feel?"
"My head hurts. Where are we?" Wang Han looked around and found that it was an unfamiliar environment.
"In Gesang's village, at the home of old man Dele." Feng Manlou explained.
Just talking.
Grandpa Dele opened the door curtain and walked in. When he saw Wang Han woke up, he smiled happily and said, "I finally woke up!"
Following Grandpa Dele, two monks came in. One looked to be sixty or seventy years old, and the other looked to be forty or fifty years old. After seeing Wang Han, the two monks saluted Wang Han with their hands clasped together at the same time.
Wang Han put on his shoes and stood up to return the greeting.
"You two are..."
"We are monks from Daixuan Temple." The older-looking monk in the lead said.
Wang Han nodded, "What do you want from me?"
The older monk looked at Wang Han and said, "Every generation of monks in our Xuanxuan Temple shoulders the same important mission, which is to wait for someone who can turn the tide when the building is about to collapse. Wherever that person goes,
, you can turn disaster into good luck and danger into safety. When people said that you came back from the dead and helped Kelsang and his son escape from death, we made a special trip to see if you were the one we were waiting for."
Wang Han was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
"What if I am?"
"If you are, all the monks in the Xuanxuan Temple will obey your orders! It is our duty to fight against mountains of swords and seas of fire!" the monk said firmly.
Wang Han was a little confused, "What if it's not?"
"If not, then we will go back and wait for the person we are waiting for."
Wang Han became a little more interested, "Then the person you are looking for is too abstract. What are your requirements for finding someone, such as what does that person look like? Are there any birthmarks or anything else that can be identified on his body?"
"some."
"I have a mole on my butt, why don't you take a look at it?" Wang Han said as he unbuttoned his belt.
The monk immediately raised his hand to stop him.
"Donor! Please respect yourself!"
Wang Han smiled dryly with a shy face.
"As for whether you are the person we are waiting for, we will know when Master Jiayang comes." The older monk said, and after speaking, he went outside to wait.
Wang Han moved his shoulders.
Now that he has five Nine Dragon Seals, Wang Han's condition has stabilized.
The main purpose now is to find Hu Xueshou, and the second is to find out who the person who looks like him is through the underground building in the Eye of Hell.
Of course this kind of thing needs to be done by professionals.
Wang Han sent a message to Yao Zi.
"Do me a favor."
The reply to the message was very fast, "Is your dog basket spying on me? Every time I want to take off my pants, you either call me or send me a message! I'll help you when I'm done!"
"Help me first."
"Get out!" Yaozi refused without mercy.
"Things are going well, I'll give you a good thing!" Wang Han followed the instructions.
Yaozi said arrogantly, "What treasures do I have? What can you do that would impress me?"
Wang Han took half of the golden juice scroll he found from the devil and sent it to him.
The phone call came directly from Yaozi.
"Dad! Why do you want your son to help you? Please give your son your orders!"