v3 Chapter 766： Ancient soul!

When Su Bai made his own instructions, the white-haired old man also left before the white light at the entrance did not dissipate. For Su Bai, he was not worried that the other party would perfuse his own instructions because he was at the old home in Shanghai. Su Bai had a lot of implements at the beginning, and the seniors had a lot of life tools. This was also the first time Su Bai was in the body of the train station. The original Su Bai didn’t really see those things. Now, naturally, I don’t even see it, but it’s a very rich thing to use to send people down. Plus, what the white-haired old man really wants, Su Bai actually sees a lot.

This is also a bit of a back, this person who was originally deducted by Xu Fugui has no shadow, but this product is actually scared out of the shadow, usually nothing, but the shadow of the heart to the advanced audience is the biggest obstacle. In fact, most people choose to overcome themselves, but obviously, he can't overcome it, then there are only two roads left. One is to defeat the people in the coffin, whether it is Su Bai or Xu Fugui lying inside, he It only needs to be defeated. This one is even more impossible. The other is the progress of the relationship between the two sides, turning fear into a "friendly" feeling.

"Your messenger, have you left?"

The sound came from the top. I didn't need to look at it to know who it was. Su Bai nodded, then thought of something, looked up and found that the other person was chewing food in his mouth and holding a bottle of beer in his hand.

“How long have you been here?” Su Bai asked curiously.

The other side shook his beer in his hand, and he looked a little proud. "It seems that you don't have this tradition in the East."

This guy is eating and drinking now, and he doesn’t have to think about who brought it. It’s just that Su Bai’s surprise is that when the Western audience listened to the testimony, they actually took on the role of the US group’s takeaway. People are amazed, although Su Bai has never seen a big audience in the West, but at that level, it is basically a role that does not eat human fireworks. The whole world can let the power of that level pretend to exist. There are only a handful of them, and there are very few.

However, since the other party said that this is a tradition, it should last for a long time. It is also interesting to think about it. The chicken soup in China always satirizes that it is a human society, and then the foreigner is a society ruled by law, but now look at it. It’s just that Xu Fugui nodded to each other, but he didn’t bring anything in his hand, but he still had to meet some people in the West.

"The guardian of the Western Testament Land, the frequency of replacement is relatively fast." The other party revealed this information, "This is still different from your East, right?"

"Specify about it."

Su Bai ordered a cigarette, and the whole person was lying on the raft, so he looked at the bronze mirror above.

The other party saw the posture of Su Bai, thought about it, and held a beer in one hand and then lay on the coffin cover. Indeed, such a chat is indeed much more comfortable than both sides.

"It's a pity that there is a set of methods for the formation. Everyone can carry things that are limited. The food I eat here is enough for three days, and there is not much wine."

"Speak the key." Su Bai reminded.

"Oh." The other party smiled. It should be a deliberate teasing of Su Bai. He drank a beer and continued: "In the West, the guardian of the Taoist land is replaced once a year or two. My last job is just I have been here for 13 months."

Then why did I lie down for twenty years?

Is the unit under the broadcast also divided into state-owned enterprises and foreign companies?

Is the salary different?

"This depends on everyone's own ideas." The other party continued. "There are also many special reasons, specific laws, and we have not summed it up, but whether you are willing or lonely, we are in the history of the Western Testament. It seems that there is no guardian for more than two years."

Su Bai closed his eyes and had a headache.

"Are you eager to go out?" asked the other.

"Crap." Su Bai's answer is very concise.

"What's good about going out?" Someone else couldn't understand. "At least, I'm not tired of it now. Although I am lonely, I am better able to think about it here."

Since the other party did not know the specific method, Su Bai felt that he did not need to continue to entangle the problem. However, when Su Bai was ready to go back to his coffin to sleep, he suddenly thought of one thing. He looked at the bronze mirror above. Asked:

"Tombstones in the land of the Protest, have you seen it?"

"Go every day." The other replied strangely. "Why, haven't you been there? As the guardian's greatest welfare, you can feel the road when they first testified in front of the tombstones of their predecessors.

Therefore, the guardian of the land of the testimony is regarded as a reward or honor in our West, although not many people fight for it. ”

Damn Xu Fugui!

Su Bai snorted in his heart, but unfortunately, Xu Fugui could not know whether Su Bai had married him because he was already dead.

Turning over the coffin, Su Bai waved his hand to the bronze mirror to express his temporary worship, and then went straight to the side of Huang Quan.

What Su Bai didn’t see was that the person in the bronze mirror looked at the beer in his hand and smiled.

"The change is faster because the predecessors have lived for less than two years, so even if they have the qualification to enlighten the tombstone, few people are willing to fight for this opportunity."

The other party dropped the empty beer bottle on the ground and turned into his coffin.

The reason why the Western Dalai Dao’s Daxie formed the sermons with some condolences was not to deliberately please the guardians here. In fact, the guardians simply could not stop the process of the sermons. Because it is from the heart that it respects the respect of the guardians of the past, in order to enlighten more people, those who do not hesitate to take risks are certainly worthy of respect.

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Xu Fugui was lying here for 20 years. When he left, he was very free and easy. He waved his sleeves, did not take away half of the clouds, and even suspected of actively inducing Su Bai. He actively induced Su Bai to be here. You are actually a prisoner. You must endure loneliness and you must be used to loneliness.

But for the tombstone in Huangquanli as a guardian can feel this matter at any time, Xu Fugui did not mention a word, which makes Su Bai's half-month time like a stupidity, where he pondered the "Yellow River Chorus" and " Swordsman.

Su Bai now feels that his brain is a bit stupid. He clearly sees Jinshan Yinshan in front of him, but he turns a blind eye to the toll booth every day.

The number of tombstones under Huangquan is specific. Su Bai is not clear, but it seems that there should be hundreds of small ones. After all, the mode of existence of broadcasting things may change with the times. For example, in ancient times, it may It becomes the rest of the carrier, even the Tablets, Skulls, Jade, Stations and even mirrors, etc., but because the liquidity and consumability of the audience are too large, it is basically five years or more. An era, more than 20 years can almost be described by legends.

No one is bored to write a "A Brief History of the Audience", and most of the audience are living in the moment.

But now that it is clear that there are such good things to do, Su Bai is certainly not willing to waste time. He directly waded into the water, and the dead souls of Huang Quanli instinctively wanted to come over and congratulate Su Bai, but when After Su Bai’s cold cry, he immediately scared them all out, and the county magistrate was not as good as the current one. This is the truth.

This made Su Bai feel like he was a squatting horse. In the eyes of outsiders, he was in jail, but the thousands of dead souls in Huang Quan could really treat himself as an official.

Dive, dive, and dive again!

Su Bai began to patrol the tombstones in front of the tombstones, to prove the way, leaving the tombstones, some people choose to bury their own weaknesses, such as the defects in their own minds, but many people choose to bury their most proud of their ability. Even the blood, because the tombstone is under the pressure, not permanently cut off, on the contrary, it is a reverse perfection.

You buried it and it was broken. It can give you completeness. If you bury it intact, it can give you sublimation. Otherwise, if the sermon is to sacrifice and simply pay, even if there is a high-pressure policy of broadcasting, it is estimated to be very It’s hard to push the big guys one by one to prove their way.

Su Bai is looking for it, looking slowly one by one. He believes that so many tombstones are here, and always find the right one.

Soon, Su Bai stopped in front of a tombstone. The tombstone was black and blue. At a great distance, it attracted Su Bai’s attention because it exudes a rolling corpse, as if an ancient corpse was suppressed. Here it is.

And Su Bai is now relying on two major pedigrees, one is bloodline blood, the other is zombie blood.

Continuing to approach this tombstone, Su Bai has a sense of oppression that his own blood is suppressed. Obviously, the person who left the tombstone in the past was really much higher than himself at the level of zombie blood.

Looking up, dispelling the turbid yellow spring water, Su Bai can see the inscription on the tombstone:

"The tomb of Xu Fugui!"

"Hey!"

A swearing word came out of Su Baizui. Su Bai knew that Xu Fugui was majoring in zombie blood, but Su Bai never imagined that the first tombstone he was interested in was Xu Fugui.

This is really not a family.

Su Bai’s palm stuck to the tombstone, and his own consciousness actively merged into it. At this time, the Yuguo Yuyu on the altar of Huangquan’s side floated at this time. It seemed to sense the call from the guardian, and it was emitting His own brilliance, this radiance is directly projected into the yellow spring like the moonlight, focusing on Xu Fugui's tombstone.

"Hey!"

The tombstone trembled, and Su Bai stepped back two steps. Then he saw a virtual shadow appearing on a two-story tombstone. The shadow was a blessed man. This is the image of Xu Fugui.

"Wu Xu Fugui buried the ancient deadlock here, shaping the soul of the ancients!"

The sound came from the tombstone and it was deafening!