The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 317 Master
As a human being, follow the path of human beings, and follow the path of ghosts.

On this ghost trail that Yan San chose together, he didn't see a single ghost and saw a lot of graves, which were as numerous as the nuns' graves on the mountain behind Shuiyue Temple.

I don’t know whether it’s because there’s a goddess sitting next to me, or it’s because of the experience of “opening coffins and autopsies” time and time again. Even Mr. Pei’s master and servant think that having a bunch of grave bags is just a sign of ghosts. Damn it. Yes, who is Mr. Tang looking down on?
Halfway through, the trees on both sides suddenly became sparse. The sun shone through the leaves, and the ghostly feeling disappeared.

Little Mr. Pei strongly expressed his dissatisfaction, "That's it?"

Huang Qi followed closely, "I don't want to fool people like this."

Xie Zhifei turned his head and glanced at Mr. Pei, who said: "Fifty, don't you think this ghost road is a bit hasty?"

"Yup!"

Huang Qi continued to follow, "I didn't even encounter a ghost."

Xie Fifty: "..." What kind of fart did they both fart?
After being scolded, the third master felt unsure about what they said, "Yan Sanhe, what's the situation now?"

Just as Yan Sanhe was about to answer, Zhu Qing, who was taking the lead, suddenly stopped.

Little Master Pei swooped behind Yan Sanhe, and Huang Qi swooped behind Little Pei at an astonishingly consistent speed.

Xie 51 felt extremely tired when he looked at these two people, "Zhu Qing, what's wrong?"

Zhu Qing stepped aside and said, "Third Master, Miss Yan, look."

At the end of the road, there was a person standing with his hands behind his back. The man was about forty years old, wearing a gray robe. He was very thin, and he was looking at them with cold eyes.

Little Mr. Pei poked half of his head out from behind Yan Sanhe: "He, he...is he a human or a ghost?"

Yan Sanhe pointed at the shadow on the ground.

It turned out to be a person!

Little Mr. Pei suddenly regained his authority and said, "Let's go over and ask for directions."

Yan Sanhe nodded.

Xie Zhifei frowned in disgust.

Look at his sister, she has a calm face, neither impatient nor impetuous, and has the courage to remain calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai.

Look at Pei Mingting again...

She looks like a human being and is dressed in fancy clothes. However, she looks like an embroidered pillow and a bag of straw, which is not worthy of her.

Little Mr. Pei didn't know his image in the eyes of his good brothers. Sometimes he was a virtuous son-in-law, and sometimes he was a loser. He asked Xie Zhifei in his ear with a big heart.

"Have I performed well all the way?"

Xie Wushi endured his disgust and replied: "Well, the world is vast and there is a lot to do."

Little Master Pei: "..."

Not long after, six people walked up to the man.

Zhu Qing cupped his fists and saluted, "What do you call this gentleman?"

The man in gray said with a cold face, "Congratulations to all six of you, you passed the first level."

Is this over?
The six people stared with big eyes in disbelief.

The man in gray took a step back and pulled out a soft sword from his waist. "The next level is mine."

This is to fight?
Li Buyan felt happy in her heart. She said that fighting was her favorite thing. She was worried that she had not done anything for a long time and her bones were itching all over her body.

"I come!"

The man in gray looked her up and down, "Can you fight?"

Li Buyan also pulled out the soft sword from his waist and smiled: "It must be possible!"

Man in gray: "Besides you, who else can fight?"

Li Buyan was unconvinced, "Why, you look down on women fighting?"

The man in gray continued to ask, "Who else can fight?"

"I can fight!" Zhu Qing stepped forward and puffed out his chest.

The man in gray also looked him up and down, "Who else is there besides you?"

What do you mean?
Are you willing to pick a good-looking guy if you dare to start a fight?
Huang Qi pushed Zhu Qing back, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll fight you."

The man in gray still looked Huang Qi up and down, "Who among the remaining three can fight?" Six people: "..."

What the hell is wrong with this guy?
The man in gray sneered: "I count to three, one...two..."

"I can take a few moves."

Under pressure, Xie Zhifei had no choice but to speak: "One of their shoulders cannot carry the burden, and one of their hands cannot carry the basket."

Little Mr. Pei glanced at Xie Zhifei anxiously: Are you crazy? What if he really comes to you?
Xie Zhifei didn't respond and gave a fake smile, "Brother, do you want me to help you with a few moves?"

The man in gray took a few steps back and made a move with his sword, "No need, the four of you come together!"

what?
what?
what?
The six people couldn't help but look at the man in gray again.

His appearance is ordinary, the sword in his hand is ordinary, and the move he just feinted is also ordinary.

How could such an ordinary person have the guts to go one on four?

Li Buyan and Zhu Qing, who were the best in kung fu, looked at each other silently, both of them secretly on guard.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.Since this person dares to utter the wild words of "one against four", he must have the strength to match it.

In other words, this extremely ordinary person in front of him may be a hidden master.

"You two..."

The man in gray turned to look at Yan Sanhe and Pei Xiao, "Did you see the low table under the tree?"

Everyone looked up.

Sure enough, there was a low table under the tree, with a piece of paper, a pen, and an inkstone on it.

"The paper has a thousand squares, and you can write a thousand words. You two choose a word that writes well and fill the square."

The man in gray looked like a shepherd dog, looking at the six hapless lambs, "When I fill up, I will put away my sword."

Pei Xiao: "Just fill it up?"

The man in gray gave Pei Xiao a look of "Are you stupid?"

Yan Sanhe asked, "What are the standards?"

Man in gray: "Take Mr. Tang's eyesight as a standard. If you don't meet this standard, you don't have to go through the third level, just get out!"

Yan Sanhe's intuition was not good, "Will fighting hurt anyone?"

The man in gray sneered: "Knives and guns have no eyes, life and death are determined by fate."

Yan Sanhe broke out in cold sweat on the spot.

Master Tang is a student of Tang Qiling and Tang Zhiwei's senior brother. Tang Zhiwei's thin golden body is amazing, so the standard for Master Tang's attention will definitely not be low.

It stands to reason that her handwriting is good and more than enough to catch Mr. Tang's eyes, but she is writing here while fighting for her life there.

Among the people who fought for their lives, there were her best sisters, people who secretly cared about her, and friends who had been with her through thick and thin.

Not to mention who was injured, disabled, or dead, just a scream or a sigh would make her confused.

The most taboo thing about writing is getting distracted.

Xie Zhifei obviously thought of this and clasped his fists, "Brother, there's no need to be so awesome. Can we discuss changing to someone else?"

"Other?"

The man in gray pointed at the road behind them, implying that they should either break through or get out.

Ouch, this is going to drive people to a dead end!
Yan Sanhe: "Can we discuss it?"

"Time for half a cup of tea."

After the man in gray finished speaking, he lifted up his clothes and sat up cross-legged on the ground, looking like an old monk in trance.

Seeing his action, Zhu Qing's heart started to beat wildly.

No wonder he didn't hear the breathing of someone a few feet away just now, because this person had merged with the heaven and earth with every breath.

He is a truly peerless master.

(End of this chapter)