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The old tutor, whose life was hanging by a thread, felt his vision darken as he thought to himself, This is bad.

He had lived for more than sixty years and had left behind a huge fortune. He still had no wife or children.

Until Hu Xiao'er's figure flew over and reached out to stop him.

He held his hand to his heart and sat on the stairs, breathing heavily.

"Young man, thank you so much. I thought I was going to disappear just like that!" You don't even know how confused I was at that moment. "

The old man grabbed Hu Xiao'er's hand with sincerity, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome. You're the only one who came to climb the mountain. The altitude here is close to three thousand meters!"

The old man nodded and said in a light tone, "I'm used to it. I've been climbing since around 3 in the morning."

Hu Xiao'er looked at his watch. It was almost noon.

The old man's health wasn't bad. He reached the top in eight hours.

Thus, the two of them supported the old man and slowly walked forward, afraid that another accident would happen to him.

Just as he reached the top of the mountain, he heard a notification from the system.

Hu Xiao'er laughed bitterly, thinking that under the heavy yang energy of having a temple in front and a candle burning at the back, the evil monster actually dared to come up.

This was truly out of his expectations.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. He could just use the system to lock it down later.

The two of them sat on a bench in front of the temple. Hu Xiao'er rented three military coats and put them on.

"Young man, if it weren't for you, my old life would really be gone. This is the first time I've encountered such a situation while climbing the mountain in so many years. You are definitely not an ordinary person, your skills and courage are both that great. "

Hu Xiao'er did not comment, he only reminded the old man to take the cable car when he descends the mountain later, and not go down, it was too dangerous.

The old man obediently nodded his head, and a look of approval appeared in his eyes.

Then he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him. "Come to my place tomorrow, if you don't mind! "My home address is …"

Hu Xiao'er took the name card, and when he saw the words "Farmers' Trading Provider" on it, he immediately smiled, "Old man, are you specializing in farming?"

The old man smiled and nodded, "Yes! If you don't reject, then I'll take it that you've agreed to it. I'll see you tomorrow at noon! "

Anyway, they just came out to play, there was nothing bad about having a few friends.

Moreover, this old man seemed to have a very kind heart. His speech was also very gentle and refined, and he had the scent of books.

Therefore, Hu Xiao'er agreed straightforwardly, and continued to stroll around with Pan Diedie.

The old man looked at Hu Xiao'er with hope in his eyes.

He muttered under his breath, "My assets and career finally have an heir, this is heaven's will!"

"Wah!" You were awesome just now, experts are really strong! If you extend your hand out, you can save them! " Pan Diedie gave him a thumbs up.

Hu Xiao'er acted as if he did not hear her words, his eyes sweeping towards the stone bench beside the temple.

Pan Diedie didn't know what he was looking at, but in Hu Xiao'er's eyes, a little boy with bruises was currently sitting on a stone chair.

The little boy was not wearing a shirt, and his upper body was completely bruised. He was only wearing a pair of worn-out yellow pants and was barefooted.

The countless holes in his pants were terrifying, but the little boy sat on the stone bench, shivering from the cold.

The System indicated that he was the evil being that was just detected.

Hu Xiao'er slowly walked over, and Pan Diedie looked at him strangely.

"I'm talking to you."

"Be quiet."

"What?"

Hu Xiao'er sat on another stone stool to the right of the stone stool. This place was coincidentally quite close to the boy, and he could also observe his words and actions.

"Have you seen a ghost?" Hu Xiao'er said softly next to Pan Diedie's ear. These words, followed by a trace of speaking warmth, rushed towards Pan Diedie's ears. Her ears immediately started to itch, and her face immediately turned slightly red.

"No, what are you doing?"

"I don't want to." Hu Xiao'er replied jokingly.

Pan Diedie finally understood the meaning of Hu Xiao'er's words after a few seconds.

He was immediately angered from embarrassment. "Why are you so dirty!"

Hu Xiao'er laughed wickedly, and then looked at the little boy beside him again from the corner of his eyes.

At this moment, an elderly monk from the temple came over with a bowl in his hand. The bowl was filled to the brim with food.

Although it was just some vegetarian food, with a pure heart and no flavors, just some green vegetables and tofu, the fragrance of the food unconsciously wafted into Hu Xiao'er's nose.

The old monk looked at the little boy and said, "Amitabha." He then placed the rice on the stone stool and placed his chopsticks in the middle of the bowl.

Before leaving, he even muttered: "Eat! "Let's eat until we're full!"

It was obvious that the old monk could see the ghost, which meant that it was harmless.

However, for some unknown reason, it was quite strange for monks and ghosts to coexist.

In the countryside, those who had some common sense knew that chopsticks couldn't be inserted into the middle of a meal.

This meant that the bowl of rice was left for the ghosts to eat.

Whoever ate this bowl of rice would definitely bring about an unlucky event.

At this moment, the little boy picked up the bowl on the stone stool, picked it up and began to gobble down the porridge.

Of course, when others looked at the food on the stone bench, they would not move at all.

However, anyone who could see ghosts like Hu Xiao'er would know that the ghosts had already begun to move.

The ghosts ate their food with fragrance and flavor.

When ghosts finished their meal, they would notice that the food that was originally hot and fragrant had instantly turned cold. Furthermore, there was not even a trace of the fragrance of the food left.

This was being eaten by ghosts.

"What are you looking at?" Pan Diedie was confused, Hu Xiao'er had been looking at the stone bench, but there was no one there.

However, when she saw the rice bowl with the chopsticks, she became even more curious.

Who put food on the stone bench?

Thus, she curiously walked over and picked up the rice bowl that was placed on the stone bench.

"Eh? Whose food is this? "

"Dinner eaten by the devil." Hu Xiao'er answered.