Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 657 I want to shoot you to death

The old Taoist pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "I see that this scholarly ghost, although surrounded by black air, has gradually turned into a fierce spirit, but it seems that he has no intention of hurting anyone."

"Besides, he was so absorbed in the way of cultivation that the ghost aura in his body might be covered by a trace of cultivation aura. And you were in a hurry to go up the mountain and didn't notice his existence, so it's not strange at all."

Jiang Nai thought about it, and there was only such an explanation.

Thinking about it, I was still young at the time and didn't do things carefully enough, so I will naturally have to learn a lesson in the future, and I must not be so careless.

"Master, what should I do now?" Jiang Nai turned around and asked the old man.

So old he stroked his beard and sighed softly, "It seems that this is also a poor man. He doesn't even know how he died."

"Let's ask him about his identity first."

The master and the apprentice were talking, but Ma Cheng and the others stood upright by the edge of the pit, not daring to move.

At this time, I couldn't help but asked cautiously: "Master, can we move?"

Jiang Nai nodded at them, and the four of them breathed a sigh of relief, and their whole bodies relaxed, only to realize that they were weak and sweating profusely.

Ma Cheng couldn't help asking: "Master, what do you mean, this ghost was a cultivator before he was alive? So after death, he will be more powerful than the ghosts transformed by ordinary people?"

Jiang Nai nodded slightly, "That's pretty much what it means."

Then he turned to look at the scholar.

I saw him staring at the half-man-high bronze mirror with a blank expression, trembling all over, and couldn't stop muttering to himself: "I'm dead, how could I die? When did I die? How is it possible? "

Jiang Nai couldn't help being a little speechless when he saw the shocked look on his face.

The guy coughed lightly, and asked impatiently, "Who the hell are you? Quickly tell me who you are!"

The scholar Yin Ling said with a dull face, "I, I am the teacher of Shangjing Academy, specializing in teaching calligraphy and painting."

"Are you the teacher of Shangjing Academy?" Jiang Nai was stunned.

"Yes, yes." The scholar Yin Ling nodded his head, "I am a teacher who teaches calligraphy and painting, and my surname is Zhu."

Mr. Zhu looked around in a daze, "Where is this place? Why am I here?"

Jiang Nai rolled his eyes fiercely, "Since you are the teacher of Shangjing Academy, if you don't stay in Shangjing Academy, why did you come to Baiyun Mountain and die?"

Then Mr. Zhu looked at her blankly, "Yes, why didn't I stay in Shangjing Academy? Why did I come here to die? This is Baiyun Mountain, why am I here?"

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Zhu has no body, Jiang Nai would really like to step forward and punch him, knocking him unconscious.

Why does this baby feel so tired talking to this person?

She asked a question, and he asked it three times in a row, so annoying!

"Now I'm asking you! It's not you asking me! You don't even know how you died, how can I know how you died?"

Goofing off, if Nana had a beard, she would definitely be blowing her beard and staring with anger at this moment.

Ma Cheng and the others stepped forward to persuade, "Master, calm down."

"Master, don't be so angry."

"Looking at Mr. Zhu's appearance, he seems to have no memory of how he died."

"Why don't you, master, take it away first." Ma Cheng accompanied Jiang Nai cautiously.

"Yes, yes, master, you should accept him first."

(End of this chapter)