Heavenly Master help

Looking at the white mourning hall in front of them, there were bursts of weird laughter in their ears, both Lu Pingan and Mu Yang felt a little flustered for no reason.

With caution, the two approached the mourning hall step by step. The closer the distance, the louder the laughter, and the more strange and uneasy they felt.

The two walked to the front of the mourning hall and looked inside carefully, but there was nothing particularly strange.It's just that everyone in the mourning hall laughed from ear to ear as if their laugh point had been tapped.

What's more, he laughed so hard that he couldn't sit still, he just clutched his stomach and lay on the ground rolling.

"Here, what's going on?" Mu Yang looked at Lu Pingan suspiciously.

"Open your eyes to see." Lu Pingan said.

Mu Yang nodded.

So, the two of them opened their heavenly eyes one after another, and when they looked into the mourning hall again, they saw the protagonist of the mourning hall, that is, the soul of the one lying in the coffin standing in the hall, looking helplessly and angrily at the person who came to pay his respects. people.

Other than that, I didn't see any other strange places.

"Did they take the wrong medicine?" Mu Yang frowned.

"Have you ever seen a group take the wrong medicine?" Lu Pingan glanced at him speechlessly, "Also, what kind of medicine can make people laugh so hard?"

"Crazy with a smile?" Mu Yang teased.

"Smiling and half-step crazy, can't you laugh after eating?" Lu Pingan said, paused, and looked at Mu Yang speechlessly, "Why am I talking about this with you?"

Mu Yang sneered twice.

After joking around, the tension between the two eased a lot, but the scene in front of them still felt very weird.

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Mu Yang asked.

"Observe again, my mana has not fully recovered." After Lu Pingan finished speaking, he glanced at Mu Yang, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me your hand."

"Why?" Mu Yang asked suspiciously.

"Get ready first." Lu Pingan shook his hand.

Mu Yang nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Lu Pingan's hand, and then bit his lower lip lightly.

Before, it was fine for him to hold hands with Lu Pingan and sleep together at night, but ever since Lu Pingan hugged him face to face in the cave just now, now that he is holding Lu Pingan's hand again, he feels a strange feeling in his heart .

That kind of feeling can't be said to be hated or liked, it just seems that something popped out from the bottom of my heart, making people feel a little itchy.

Mu Yang looked at Lu Ping'an's hand, pursed his lips, and his face began to heat up slowly, turning red and hot.

"Are you okay?" Seeing his appearance, Lu Pingan asked in surprise, "Isn't it because you used too much Samadhi real fire just now, and your breath is unstable?"

"Ah?" Mu Yang raised his head and looked at the other party bluntly, and then he realized what Lu Pingan meant, and immediately shook his head, "No, it's okay, I just lost my mind."

"Missed?" Lu Pingan looked at him suspiciously, "Your face is so red, you're really fine, isn't it because you're about to die?"

"You're about to die." Mu Yang gave him a blank look.

After finishing speaking, Lu Pingan still wanted to retort, but Mu Yang suddenly saw movement in the mourning hall, and immediately pulled Lu Pingan's hand: "Look!"

After a pause, Lu Pingan immediately calmed down and looked into the mourning hall.

"What's wrong?" Lu Pingan looked at it for a while, but didn't find anything strange, and asked Mu Yang out loud.

"The ghost was looking at the beams of the house just now. I followed my eyes and seemed to see something." Mu Yang said.

"What?" Lu Pingan asked.

"I don't know, I can't see clearly, I just saw a white shadow, flashing by." Mu Yang replied.

"White?" Lu Pingan frowned, "Is it an animal on the beam?"

"Probably, otherwise why is it up there?" Mu Yang nodded, and then he suddenly pointed to the inside of the mourning hall, "Look, there!"

Lu Pingan immediately looked in the direction Mu Yang pointed, and saw a shadow flashing past, like a white cat.

"Let's go in!" After Lu Ping'an finished speaking, he wanted to hold Mu Yang's hand and walk into the mourning hall.

"Have you charged the battery?" Mu Yang stepped on his feet and stopped.

"I see that thing looks like a white cat. Although a white cat is not as good as a black cat, if it is brought close to the coffin, it is still possible to pick up the corpse." Lu Pingan tapped the inside of the mourning hall with his chin, "Now the people inside are laughing It’s so weird, there must be something wrong. I’m not sure, but when the dead body really rises, I’d better catch the white cat first.”

Mu Yang nodded.

So, the two entered the mourning hall hand in hand.

As soon as Lu Pingan and Mu Yang stepped into the mourning hall, the soul standing in the hall looked straight at them, eyes full of anger.

Mu Yang thought to himself, damn it, I know it's your home game, but you don't have to act like this when you meet, right?We are here to help you!

Looking at the ghosts glaring at them, Lu Pingan also felt a little puzzled, thinking that he didn't do anything, so he didn't invite people like that, no, he didn't invite ghosts like that? !

But after a short pause, he felt something was wrong, the ghost was not looking at them.Instead, look behind them!

Lu Pingan was agitated, and immediately let go of Mu Yang's hand, concentrating on luck, and made a dark shot with his right hand, turned around, and faced the door.

As a result, the moment he turned around, a white fox-like animal suddenly jumped down from the beam of the gate.

The fox-like animal rushed towards Lu Pingan.

Lu Ping'an had prepared himself early, and he swung forward with his right hand, and a thunder palm hit the fox-like animal head-on in the stomach.

The white animal screamed and fell to the ground, looking at Lu Pingan with a very sad look.

"Is this a fox?" Mu Yang looked at the white animal on the ground and asked.

"Probably not. Foxes don't have manes." Lu Pingan shook his head. The fox-like animal on the ground had a fluffy white mane around its neck, as if it was wearing a scarf.

"Second uncle, what's going on?"

"Who are those two people?"

"Just... what happened?"

"Look, there seems to be something lying on the ground?"

"I seem to have gone to a very interesting place just now..."

"Me too!"

"Cousin, could it be uncle who is back?"

"Kid, don't talk nonsense!"

......

The mourning hall behind him suddenly became noisy, and the continuous and exaggerated laughter just now disappeared at some point.

The people in the mourning hall looked at each other and chattered.

Lu Ping'an and Mu Yang heard the noise, looked back, and then at each other, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

Soon, someone found Lu Pingan and Mu Yang.

"Who are you?" A young man who looked a little stunned pointed at Lu Ping'an and Mu Yang and shouted.

Lu Ping'an and Mu Yang looked at each other and forgot how to answer for a moment.

"Ah Qiang, what are you talking about? You are a guest!" A middle-aged man who looked quite senior stood up and looked at Lu Ping'an and Mu Yang with questioning eyes, "Are you Wu Feng's friends? Came to offer condolences?"

He is still confused in his mind now. He has liked to play the big drum since he was a child. Just now he was playing the big drum very vigorously and happily, but the next second he suddenly returned to the mourning hall.

These two very contrasting scenes made him feel a little bit overwhelmed. He felt that he was having a dream, but looking at the appearance of other people, he seemed to be similar to himself.

He didn't know what happened, but reason and self-cultivation told him that a visitor is a guest, and he must be polite to guests.

Just as Lu Pingan and Mu Yang were about to answer, suddenly there was a roar from outside the mourning hall. The roar was like piercing gold and cracking stones, shaking everyone in the mourning hall to cover their ears.

"Which bastard hurt my Philip?!"

Lu Ping'an and Mu Yang covered their ears and looked out. Immediately, they saw two very small and vague figures far away from the mourning hall.

The two figures walked towards the mourning hall very quickly.In the blink of an eye, those two figures were approaching.

Those two figures didn't run, but simply walked, but the speed at which they were advancing was extremely surprising.

After the two figures approached, Lu Pingan and Mu Yang could see their appearance clearly.

After seeing it clearly, the surprise in their hearts was like sparks starting a prairie fire, out of control.

The visitors turned out to be two elderly people, who looked like they were in their 70s or [-]s, and both of them were a little hunchbacked.

With such an old man at such a frightening speed, Lu Pingan suddenly had a strange thought, could these two be demons?

The two old men walked to the side of the white fox-like animal on the ground, and squatted down together.

Then, the old lady touched the head of the white animal very sadly, and the animal stuck out its small red tongue and licked the old lady's hand.

Is this animal also a demon?

Thinking of this, Lu Pingan frowned slightly, but before he could make the next reaction, the old lady picked up the animal, and suddenly put it under Lu Pingan's nose, looking at Lu Pingan viciously.

OK, so fast...

Lu Pingan swallowed, he was more than a head taller than the old lady, but at this moment, he felt that the old lady was like a giant with an aura of [-] meters, and he was like a child in front of the other party.

"You were the one who injured Feifei, right?" the old lady stared into Lu Ping'an's eyes and said.

Lu Pingan blinked, wanted to speak but suddenly forgot what to say.

Seeing his appearance, Mu Yang hurried forward to make a rescue.

"Hi, grandma," Mu Yang greeted with a smile, but before he could say anything later, the other party yelled at him: "Who is your grandma?!"

"Hi old lady, this matter," Mu Yang sneered and changed his name, but the other party immediately replied: "Who is the old lady?!"

"Eh..." Mu Yang was dumbfounded, opened his mouth, and had already forgotten what he wanted to say.

At this time, another old man said helplessly: "Old woman, don't scare me, it's just two little dolls."

"Hmph, how dare you hurt my Feifei!" The old lady gave Lu Pingan a look, and Muyang a look.

Lu Ping'an and Mu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and their foreheads began to sweat.

"Isn't this beast not badly injured?" said the old man.

"Who are you talking about, you bastard?" The old lady turned her head and glared at him.

"Of course I mean it," the old man suddenly realized that he seemed to have been raped by the old woman, paused, and closed his mouth helplessly.

Then, probably because he felt that he couldn't admit cowardice like this, the old man stepped forward again, wanting to have a good talk with the old lady.

As a result, he approached, saw Lu Pingan's appearance clearly, was startled for a while, and then saw Mu Yang's appearance clearly, was startled again.

"Hey, so it's these two little dolls."