I don't want to work hard anymore

Doesn't that mean that most of the dead monks were devoured by their fellow clansmen, and their bones were turned into ashes?

Li Ting sighed in his heart, how arrogant a monk is, after a sudden change, everyone is like a wild beast. If you are yourself, although you can't do cannibalism, if you want to survive, burn the enemy's corpse and rub the ashes, I'm afraid it's not difficult .

The rules of this world are eye-catching.

"So he might have died 20 years ago?" Ye Ming asked.

Feng Yu nodded and said, "Well, monks who died before the catastrophe have always been taken seriously, because everyone wants to know why people who died later became ghosts."

"Can a corpse tell the difference?"

"Not necessarily, but I will put it away." Feng Yu said.

Put away the corpse?Ye Ming looked strange, watching the wind and rain earnestly push the ashes away from the bones.

The cave was about three meters deep. Li Ting and Ye Ming stood aside, watching the wind and rain carefully restore the bones.

"The person who killed him is really..." Feng Yu seemed to be unable to find an adjective for a while, but it aroused Ye Ming's curiosity, "What's wrong?"

"Look at this cervical vertebrae." Ye Ming followed where the other party was pointing, and saw a broken bone and a silver needle.

"This method of killing saves mana extremely, and the opponent will die very quickly, but the position is not something ordinary monks can grasp." Feng Yu explained.

Li Ting had already squatted down and looked at the silver needle. It was a very ordinary silver needle, but because of this, his eyes fluctuated.

"Except for this, his bones are all intact. If he was killed by only this injury, I really can't imagine who his enemy is." Yu Yu sighed.

"Huh?" Feng Yu looked at the clenched hands with some doubts, and said, "What does he seem to be holding?"

Ye Ming and her opened the hand of the bone, but found that there was nothing in it. Just as he was wondering, the ghost behind Li Ting floated over and lingered at the hand of the bone.

Feng Yu, who had been fighting ghosts for many years, felt the dark wind, retreated subconsciously, pinched a talisman in his hand, and the round mirror glanced at his eyes.

After seeing that it was the ghost who had been following Li Ting, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What happened to your ghost?"

Li Ting was a little confused. It might be some kind of treasure that could attract this delusional ghost, but at this moment he couldn't analyze so much.

He is too familiar with this person's way of death, he has never seen the second such murderous monk.

Say peace.

Unless there is another person in this world who has the same habits and knowledge as him, and even has the same eccentricity of not wearing a beautiful silver needle, otherwise, this person will definitely die at the hands of Yan An.

This person is an enemy?He met Yan An?

The death of Yan An can be said to be the most powerless thing for Li Ting. He was reluctantly relieved when he learned that the other party was reincarnated.

But Feng Yu said that all those who died in Beizhou that year turned into ghosts.

"Is this grass dregs?" Yeming said, picking at the mud clotted on the hands of the bones. He cleaned up the dirt with his magic power while talking, and a tiny piece of grass root was exposed. Strangely, this short section The dead grass roots are neither rotten nor bad.

It was also this grass root that made the aura of the delusional ghost agitated.

The grass roots are whitish, but there is a little bit of blue and red intersecting in the middle, which is bright and strange in the gray soil.

Feng Yu's eyes trembled, and he said: "I, I know why we can still get wound medicine here after Beizhou became a Jedi. The legend turned out to be true."

Li Ting stared at the grass root firmly, and asked, "What kind of grass is that?"

"Nothing to do."

Sure enough?This makes sense. When Yan An went to Beizhou alone, he wanted to find helpless grass for him.

Twenty-one years ago, the young man in green clothes had an unruly smile on his face and said, "Master, if I don't find Wuwei grass for you, I won't see you."

"Would you like to wait for me to go together?" Chen Shidao.

Yan An shook his head, and said: "Master, don't worry, it's convenient for me to do things alone. Beizhou has heavy luck, and I don't know what kind of heavy law it is. In case something happens when you go, find the herbal medicine to change your luck in advance, come here Now we have one more means.”

"Well, be careful."

"Alright." The young man in green was grinning, he didn't look normal, but his black eyes were cold and cautious, obviously he was not a good person to get along with.

Yan An, he was always at ease.

But not long after, the life card shattered.

If this person was really killed by Yan An, then Yan An must have snatched the grass of inaction that was missing from this person's hands.

He already got the herbs, but still died?

If it wasn't for finding Wuwei grass for him, Yan An wouldn't have died, change of luck, change of luck, in the end, everyone who took this grass died, what kind of change of luck, or as long as they are their relatives and friends, they are doomed to die , Missing, missing, no happy ending?

A familiar haze welled up in his heart, and a little pain appeared in Li Ting's eyes.

"Oh, someone mentioned it before." Ye Ming's voice changed Li Ting's sanity back, he was too busy to think about it, and his eyes returned to the root of Wuwei.

"It is said that Wuwei grass can change luck. If it was bred here, its luck would be different from other places, so the water is not dry, and some plant medicines are still alive today." Feng Yu explained.

"Is Beizhou Tiandi so miraculous?" Yeming murmured, obviously surprised, but then he had even greater doubts, "But the person holding Wuwei grass, isn't he still killed? This grass is really Is it useful for monks?"

The wind and rain were silent, obviously she had only heard the legends and didn't know how monks used this herbal medicine.

"If the person who snatched this herb died later, I'm afraid I would be uneasy even if I was a ghost." Ye Ming laughed.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Li Ting suddenly raised his head and realized something.

He has never been to Beizhou, and he doesn't know what Wuwei grass looks like. Even if he dies, it is impossible for him to suddenly know this kind of grass.

At this moment, he saw the delusional ghost circling around the grass root, and a certain guess in his heart sent a chill down his spine.

"Feng Yu, ghost, can you cross the bridge of Liangsheng?" Li Ting's tone sounded emotionless, but it made Feng Yu feel strange.

"Normally speaking, of course not, but your two are just brought from Xizhou. I should ask you for these knowledge instead." Feng Yu replied and smiled at the end.

Yes, normally speaking, it is impossible, but if you can make an exception, there are many people in the world who can do the same.

The reason why I can make an exception is because of the King of Hades. In other words, most of the ghosts in the underworld should be able to have such power.

If there is some ghost interfering with it, let a ghost who died in Beizhou have the power to cross the bridge of Liangsheng and reach Xizhou, it is completely possible, just like some people can make themselves forget after divination. Clear his face.

There are two guesses in this world that are too absurd. If day and night can really reverse yin and yang and disrupt the rules so far, the world will be in chaos.

If you guess in another direction, you may be able to get a more appropriate answer.

Even if that answer is more off-putting.