You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

"Well, I've seen it!"

Mu Jiu did not deny that such a thing was not a secret.

I was also shocked to see the old man's palms dyed cyan. If the old man hadn't used ghost energy to suppress the spread of cyan energy, I'm afraid his whole body would have been affected by cyan energy.

At this moment, the only thing that Mu Jiu could tell was that the old man had not been infected by the green poisonous gas, and he still retained a clear consciousness in his mind.

"Then, little friend, is there a way to cure the poison that has been contaminated by the cyan gas? If so, I am willing to pay any price for your help!"

The old man's tone was very sincere and did not look like he was lying. It was obvious that he was seriously harmed by the cyan gas.

Using ghost energy to resist the green energy entering the body for a long time will definitely consume his ghost energy, but it will still treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

The longer the time goes on, the stronger one's own strength will gradually decrease, until finally the whole body is occupied by cyan gas.

"I have a way, but do you have anything worth saving?"

The old man's eyes lit up and he said calmly: "I can tell you what this cyan gas is, and I can also tell you the base that produces this cyan gas and the plan of the Qingchi Ghost King!"

"What? Are you sure you know that much?"

"It's absolutely true, no one would joke with their own life!"

"Okay! Deal, please help me find a secret room. It will take me some time to cure the ghost energy in you."

The old man nodded, his opinion of Mu Jiu rising a bit more in his eyes.

For him, it's okay even if he can't detoxify. It's just that he has to live for these people in the town. Only when he lives can the town have hope.

As soon as they arrived at the small town, Tianli came over anxiously when he saw that Mu Jiu had not returned.

He remembered that man's strength. He could kill him easily with one hand. If he violated his mission, he might die miserably.

Especially since the owner of this task is his grandson, one can imagine how precious it is.

"Boss, boss, are you okay?"

"Hey, Tianli, didn't I ask you to wait outside?"

"No, no, I'm afraid something might happen to you alone in a place like this, so I'm here to protect you!"

Tianli glanced at the old man next to Mu Jiu with a vicious look. Although he appeared to be only in the Three Souls Realm, he stared at him without fear at all, and even dared to face him head-on!

what?

A normal ghost in the realm of three souls would be frightened just by looking at me, but he was not afraid of me.

Could it be that he hid his strength?

Mu Jiu knew what Tianli meant and comforted him, "Don't worry, he means no harm!"

"Okay, even so, I will follow you, otherwise I..."

"Eh? Tianli, are you hiding something from me? Or are you...?"

"No...no, no matter what, I have to follow you!"

"Okay, you have to turn into a puppy, otherwise you will scare the villagers in the town with your current appearance."

Suddenly, Tianli's several-meter-sized body suddenly became less than half a meter, and followed Mu Jiu and the mysterious old man into the town.

The town is not big, and all the buildings are relatively antique short buildings, full of historical stories.

At a glance on the street, everyone has a noble aura released by noble talents, but at the same time, the aristocratic aura is invisibly restrained by them, but it still cannot escape Mu Jiu's eyes.

After several gentle turns, we came to a palace-like building in the town. There were two stone lions at the door, and a ten-meter-sized flute statue standing vertically. It was particularly real, and every inch of the carvings was lifelike. , without any hint of disobedience.

"Hey, why does this flute feel familiar? Where have I seen it?"

Mu Jiu stopped at the gate, fell into deep thought, and closed his eyes.

Yes, this is the master who taught him a requiem, named Pei Ange. He was once the most fair and just law enforcer in Miao, the underworld.

I didn't expect to see the flute he used in a place like this. Since there is a flute, I'm afraid there should be a piano here.

Sure enough, after entering the gate, there is a huge string carving in the center of this palace-like hall. The carvings on it are even more detailed than the flute, and they are also painted in plain colors.

The old man looked Mu Jiu up and down, "My little friend, do you know these two statues?"

"I don't know if I go there, it should be the person I know!"

"Perhaps he is the person in your heart. These are the two weapons my son used. However, they have been missing for a long time and are probably dead. In order to commemorate him, the statue of his weapons is preserved."

A look of deep regret flashed across the old man's face, and his face became more and more vicissitudes of life.

Mu Jiu asked tentatively: "Is your son's surname Pei? Can he also play a requiem?"

"how do you know?"

"Because I met him not long ago and learned his Requiem!"

"Is this true?"

The old man couldn't control the surprise in his heart and grabbed the other person's hand. His breathing suddenly became rapid, his face was eager and excited, and his eyes filled with tears of excitement, and a warmth spread throughout his body.

At this moment, the old man's strength suddenly rose to the level of the Six Soul Realm, and at the same time, the cyan gas on his palm spread rapidly and directly invaded his entire arm.

No, the cyan gas is backlashing!

The old man tried to suppress the cyan gas again, but just for a moment, a violent stinging sensation was felt all over his body. His soul seemed to be broken in an instant, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

His face seemed to see another world at this moment, and it seemed that he was no longer in control of his body.

"Old man, please don't get excited. Control your emotions as soon as possible. I can save you!"

Mu Jiu knew that it was probably because he forcibly used his own power to cause the poisonous gas to explode in advance.

Immediately, the treasure map exuded a strong breath of life that flowed into the opponent's body along Mu Jiu's palm.

The cyan gas that was still trying to spread on his body seemed to sense something terrible, and rushed to gather in its original place.

After continuously inputting the breath of life for nearly five minutes, Mu Jiu obviously couldn't hold on any longer. The tree of life in the treasure map was obviously a bit sluggish, and the supply of life breath was somewhat in short supply.

Under such treatment, the cyan gas was completely suppressed back to the original palm, and the old man who received the help of the strong life breath was obviously several years younger.

After a long time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, clapped his hands and shouted.

"He is indeed a heroic young man. He can really suppress the green poisonous gas. It seems that he has truly fulfilled God's karma!"

"Qingchi Ghost King, sooner or later you have to pay for what you have done!"