After breakfast, he walked to the house of the main hall, opened the door, and there was a thin-skinned coffin inside. The one who lay inside was the original master.

"I have been dead for several days, and the coffin has been ordered, why haven't I buried it yet?"

Chen Yang thought about it and dug out a memory from his original body's memory.

On the bed, the master stretched out his thin hand and grabbed the little Taoist priest's hand tightly. His eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "You must put my coffin under the statue of the Sanqing Ancestor, seal the coffin with a cinnabar ink bucket, and wait for seven days before burying!"

Chen Yang shivered and left the main hall. Looking at the clay statue on the coffin, he frowned: "This sounds like I want to return to my soul for the first seven times."

"That female ghost was not called by this cheap master, so I don't know if it's useful to go down the mountain."

After losing the mood to clean, Chen Yang locked the door of the main hall and ran to the back mountain not far away where some vegetables, fruits and melons were planted, with wooden fences standing and several traps.

As long as it is not a wild boar or something, he can make it in this vegetable garden. From time to time, he can find some wild animals in the traps and sell a lot of copper plates.

After inspecting the vegetable field, Chen Yang picked a few mustard greens and prepared to pickle some pickles for seasoning.

There is no shortage of salt in this world. Some people have long discovered the method of making salt in seawater. Although it is not as good as modern fine salt, it has developed across the ages compared to coarse salt.

Therefore, every household has more or less salt to eat, and you can get salt to eat without paying a large amount of money.

This trick ended until dusk.

Press the large stone cover on the pickled jar, and wait for this jar of pickled vegetables for more than 20 days before you can eat it.

At night, Chen Yang lit the candles with flints, and only half of the candles left emitted a faint light of fire.

Chen Yang waited in bed for a long time, for a long time... His eyes gradually narrowed and he fell asleep unconsciously.

He shouldn't have been like this, but he was so sleepy. He just took a nap and squinted, but he lost consciousness and fell asleep.

After a while, a deep cold object came up, and Chen Yang's health continued to decline, but he couldn't get up half-dream and half-awake, as if he was being crushed by a ghost.

Chen Yang knew that the situation was urgent, and if he couldn't get up, he would probably just fail.

This female ghost is too unprofessional. She is so unfair and attacks while he is sleeping!

When he had recovered from his awakening but his body was suppressed and unable to control himself, he tried hard to echo the repeated words in his mind.

Under his crazy desire to survive and his will, his trembling lips opened slightly, making a sound like a mosquito and flies: "I have a way to restore your mind forever and not suffer from madness."

This sentence seems to have some effect.

The deep cold object left behind, Chen Yang sat up tremblingly, and then he saw a female ghost in white with disheveled hair floating on her head.

The female ghost's hair covers her face, and she can't see her true face, only her red eyes are exposed.

She didn't say a word, but just looked at him steadily.

Chen Yang knew that the female ghost had recovered a little rationality, otherwise he would not have left when he heard him. If he had been irrational, how could he care about him? He would have sucked things away.

He immediately told the lie he had thought of in the morning: "I have a special physique, called Pure Yang Dao Body, and I can restore all my energy every morning.

Yesterday you also saw that my life was like a candle in the wind, almost dying, but now I am lively.

As long as my sister doesn’t suck me dry and keep a breath of vitality, she can absorb vitality every day and restore more rationality.

It is impossible to return to the state of a stranger."

As soon as the words came, the female ghost suddenly approached, her hair spread out, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

The melon-shaped face, a small Qiong nose, and the skin is white and there is no sign of pores. The eyebrows are like willows and the eyes are like frost. Even if the eyes are covered with blood, they cannot withstand the appearance of this appearance.

Even Chen Yang was stunned. He was mentally prepared to see a magical craftsmanship and the scene of the tragic car accident. This sudden fairy face made him a little stunned.

But the female ghost's next action made him unable to give birth to any charm.

The female ghost lifted the thin quilt, fell down gently, hugged Chen Yang, and her face was close to her face.

This seemingly ambiguous action has to be paid at the price of Chen Yang's life.

He looked at the life value falling like flowing water, and felt helpless.

What's even more terrifying is that this female ghost is ice-filled, which is more exciting than eating popsicles in the middle of winter.

The only benefit is that the ice will not penetrate the brain, and the frozen brain hurts.

Chen Yang was trembling coldly. He hugged the female ghost like he was holding a statue made of ice.

After half an hour, Chen Yang looked at the amount of blood left and said in a trembling voice: "Sister is almost done. If you suck it down, I will die."

The female ghost was obedient and stood up after hearing this. Her transparent body was much solidified by the naked eye, and most of the blood color of her eyes faded away.

"I'll come to find you tomorrow night, and you will be my person from now on. Don't think about running away, you have my mark on you."

The female ghost floated away, and a faint voice came into Chen Yang's ears.

"Sister brings some money here tomorrow night, and I need to eat too, otherwise I will starve to death, so my sister will not be as good as me."

Chen Yang took the opportunity to make his own request.

"OK."

The female ghost seemed to know the embarrassment of Chen Yang, a fake Taoist priest, so she agreed.

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief, lay down with peace of mind, waiting for the end of the battle time to recover his health.

It is not embarrassing to eat soft rice, especially if you eat soft rice from a female ghost.

And his mind didn't seem to work well, so he easily believed his words.

No way, this newly recognized sister will become his thigh in the future.

The female ghost floated through the wall and left the house, heading towards the back mountain. When she passed by the main hall, she looked at the coffin inside.

"Wait a little longer, if he is really so magical, then the suffering I have suffered now will be solved.

By then, I can't agree to your conditions."

After absorbing the energy of two human units, the female ghost recovered a lot of reason and was able to start thinking smoothly.

Chen Yang didn't know what the female ghost said to his deceased ghost master. His health is now full and he is sleeping soundly.

The next day, Chen Yang got up early in the morning.

I took out the mixed grain cakes under the table, and only two or three pieces were left.

I took out my own assets, and the pieces of copper coins and a few coins of broken silver, and put them together, which was almost enough for two taels of silver.

Chen Yang looked at the shabby quilt that had been patched with a lot of patches, and then touched his rough Taoist robe.

"Buy a better quilt and clothes, and buy some easy-to-storage food, these two taels of silver should be enough."

These days, the value of coarse cloth clothes is also expensive. It starts with a base of 100 ci, and if you want something better, it starts with 300 ci.

The quilt for winter is even more exaggerated, starting with 500 citations, and a better one will cost one tael of silver.
Chapter completed!