Chapter 51 Chapter Fifty-First Secret

Ji Shunchen gritted his teeth.Sitting down on the chair, he pinched his injured leg fiercely. He wanted to feel the reaction consciousness of his body. Is Mr. Zhan still alive?This is absolutely impossible!Did I make a mistake and fell into an unpredictable ghost?Or did he enter Zhan's old house and start to go crazy and sleepwalk? Grabbing it, the severe pain on the injured leg passed through the root of the thigh, reaching the spinal nerves in the lower back, and rushed to the top of Ji Shunchen's head. The pain caused him to grit his teeth and frown. It's not a dream at all. Mr. Zhan was born out of nowhere, and if he was really alive, Daoist Xu could live to live a hundred years without dying. It stands to reason that Mr. Zhan could also break through the limit of life and climb out of the coffin to play with life.

The question is, after all these years, where does he stay?what does he eatStay in the dark underground palace, eat bugs, and keep company with rats?These seem to be unimportant, the important thing is, regardless of whether Mr. Zhan is a man or a ghost, what is the purpose of waiting here for me today?What is the purpose?Could it be that he also ran back to ask for the secret letter? Thinking of this, the cold wind whizzed down Ji Shunchen's spine, and he couldn't help feeling timid. Mr. Zhan is a master of yin and yang, and he might have already figured out the hiding place of the secret document.

"Master Ji, I know what you are worried about. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, your affairs, the affairs of the world, how dare I care about them, I revisited my old place today, and I am waiting here. I don't know anything. The two of you have nothing to do with each other and have never known each other before, why do you treat yourself like a parent and child with all your heart and soul?" When Mr. Zhan said this, Ji Shunchen breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that no matter how wise the master was, he still couldn't get rid of the love and affection in the world. "Oh, they are very good. I will entrust my friends to take care of them. You don't have to worry about eating and drinking. Don't worry about it. I help them not for the sake of wooden tablets, to save the suffering and the needy. They have been virtuous since ancient times, and the world is in harmony. There is a report."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhan nodded to express his appreciation. He reached behind his back, pulled up his long braid that dragged the floor, and wrapped his hands around his neck. Maybe this was the message that he stood up and wanted to leave. Ji Shunchen was a little nervous Get up, it's a pity to just leave like this, he still has a lot of unknown things that he hasn't asked for advice. Ji Shunchen was about to open his mouth when he noticed a long string of beetles suddenly emerged from the coat on Mr. Zhan's back, swishing around on Mr. Zhan's back, and quickly spun into a nest of spirals. Finally, he turned his head upwards and slipped into Mr. Zhan's neck.

Ji Shunchen was stunned by the strange phenomenon that suddenly appeared in front of him. He struggled to move his buttocks and shouted, "Zhan, Mr. Zhan, bug, bug! You, how can you let the bug bite you?" "Hehe, hehe, hehehe! In life, the body is used to nourish the soul. As long as the soul is not dead, this is a simple truth. Give a drop of blood to dry grass, and the dry grass will become a giant tree. Being able to save one's life, worldly affairs, gains and losses are equal, rewards echo, Mr. Ji is rich in learning and wisdom, you should be clear about it. Ah Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka! Haha, haha!"

Mr. Zhan coughed and laughed, which made Monk Ji Shunchen Zhang Er, who was still in panic, confused. He was tongue-tied and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. Mr. Zhan opened his mouth again, shaking his feather fan. "The ghost valley is unfathomable, the secrets of heaven are on the road, good and evil have their own will, the fate of life and death is in control, against the trend, heaven and earth will perish, follow the trend to survive, Qishui is surrounded by clouds, and auspicious stars are shining at the entrance. Mr. Ji has studied Zhouyi for many years and has a deep understanding. Good, with Daoist Xu's full assistance, I will not talk too much, it's just Mr. Ji's injured leg, but this important task makes me a little worried, so let's do it, I have nothing to give you, if you don't mind, I will give up a piece of skin , How about giving you a magic formula and returning your healed body?"

Ji Shunchen was just about to repeat Mr. Zhan's teaching just now, maybe the six-character poem has hidden secrets, but he didn't expect that Mr. Zhan changed the subject and wanted to scrape his body to heal his leg injury, so he hurriedly stopped him. "Don't dare, don't dare! How can a obedient minister be able to do it? How can you exchange your noble body for the pain of vulgar wounds! You are ashamed to accept it, you are ashamed to accept it, you don't want it, you don't want it!" "Talking about your style, Mr. Ji is useful, hehe, it's just a bunch of bugs!" Mr. Zhan said as he lifted up his long coat, and Ji Shunchen watched as Mr. Zhan grabbed a piece of bloody flesh from his thigh and threw it over his shoulder. Come over and fall at his feet.

Ji Shunchen couldn't bear to see it, and didn't know what to do. He closed his eyes subconsciously for a moment, and felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes and saw that Mr. Zhan's back was gone, and only a flickering candlelight remained. Ji Shunchen turned his head and searched around, shouting: "Mr. Zhan! Mr. Zhan! Mr. Zhan!" The empty house was quiet and dusty, except for a few cobwebs hanging from the roof, there was no sign of Mr. Zhan. He looked down at his feet, and stood up suddenly in shock. The leg muscle that Mr. Zhan threw over just now had turned into a circle of connected small beetles. They were spinning in a spiral shape, spinning, Like dancing, the circle head was swinging, and suddenly fell to the ground with a swish, and slammed into his trouser leg.

Ji Shunchen was at a loss for a moment, and when he understood, he yelled, reached out and patted his trouser legs, and jumped up from the spot. After calming down, Ji Shunchen kicked his injured leg vigorously, but he couldn't feel any pain. He hugged his chest that was still throbbing, and wanted to sit down and calm down again. When he looked up, the chair under his buttocks had returned to its original position at some point. Everything was the same, but his injured leg was strange at this moment. healed.