Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 812

2021-05-15

Chapter 812 Fierce Ghost Boy

"Why, is it the same name?"

Fang Dou knew that he The ability to name names has always been bad, and it can be said that it is well-known.

Shimen Avatar, simply the same name as express delivery, Taoist Avatar, also evolved from Fang Dou Life Source, as for Yuan Yangzheng, rounding each other, fighting against Yangzheng, and antonyms.

So, this time, he pretended to be a ghost cultivator and chose a low-key name.

But Fang Dou ignored it. The name Ghost Boy is low-key, but in Mount Mang ghost cultivator, the duplication rate is also very high.

The pale middle-aged helplessly said, "We Mount Mang, there is only one ghost boy, and he is also the direct disciple of Infant Ghost!"

"This person is narrow-minded and cannot tolerate others. , a dissatisfied look will kill you!"

"Even, the name Ghost Boy was monopolized by him. Over the years, anyone who dared to have the same name as him was killed by one after another. !"

"There are still some people, who have already changed their names under fear, and are still found by him as an extinguish sect!"

"So, the nickname ghost at Mount Mang Boy, that's courting death!"

Fang Dou suddenly realized, no wonder he felt the name familiar, he once met a Ming boy in the middle of Shu.

"Dare to ask, does Guitongzi have senior and junior brothers called Mingtongzi?"

He asked tentatively and got a positive answer.

"Mingtongzi and Guitongzi are the two elder disciples of Huiying Guizun. Unfortunately, Mingtongzi's fortune is not good, and he was killed by the sword cultivator when he entered Shuzhong!"

“ Now only the ghost boy is the only one who favors him alone, and his arrogance is even more arrogant!"

The pale middle-aged persuaded, "This brother, you have returned from outside, you don't know the situation, you should change your name as soon as possible so that you can stay in the local area for a long time! ”

From the outside, Mount Mang is in chaos, with countless demons and ghosts rampant, as if there is no order at all.

Only local ghost cultivators know that Mount Mang area is also highly hierarchical, ghosts are aloof and remote, and their status is equivalent to Taoist daoists. Their disciples, Disciple, are naturally expert first-class, and ordinary ghost cultivators must not dare. provoke.

"so that's how it is!"

Fang Dou thought of a nickname, anyway, after using it this time, it was discarded.

"Uh."

He was thinking hard, and there was a melodious sound of bamboo and silk not far away. Judging from the scale, it was not one or two accompanying people, but dozens of people. musical instrument group.

In this Ghost Domain, who else has such a leisurely mood?

"It's over!"

The three pale middle-aged people turned even paler, looking towards Fang Dou, as if seeing a dead person.

Fang Dou just turned his head and asked with interest, "Who is the person here, it's definitely not a nobody!"

The pale middle-aged sighed and shook his head, "The person here is a ghost boy. My friend, have you come up with a new name, this is about your life!"

Fang Dou heard that he was a ghost boy, and felt that the opportunity had come, this is a good opportunity to get close to the ghost!

"I'm about to meet him!"

The three pale middle-aged people met, thinking that this person is hopeless, and dying is so easy, I really thought it was a ghost boy is vegetarian.

The ghosts lingering in the sky above people's mansions form a sea of clouds that never disperses all year round.

If you mess with him, it's hard to die!

The ghost boy is a disciple of ghost respect, and goes out with great pomp. In addition to the accompanying ghost cultivator and ghost warrior, there is also a whole musical instrument team.

Speaking of this musical instrument group, that is the heart of the ghost boy.

This ghost-loving disciple, from a cold background, likes to listen to opera the most. After he develops, he finds his favorite musical instrument team, melts the flesh and blood of everyone, and refines them into immortal. The skeleton puppet, in which the ghost is imprisoned, will always play for him.

The layers of gray fog separated, and a team of three to five hundred people appeared in front of everyone.

The pale middle-aged man quickly pulled Fang Dou and stood beside the road with his head bowed and respectful.

Although Fang Dou felt strange in his heart, he also knew that the other party was not malicious.

"If you are lucky, the ghost boy is in a good mood, and also disinclined to pay attention to you!"

"But if it is not good, we can't be implicated by you, I hope you understand !"

The pale middle-aged whispered to Fang Dou.

Fang Dou sighed in his heart, the ghost cultivator is not all heinous, just like the one in front of him, he has some kind of good thoughts in his heart.

The other two companions are also trembling with fear.

Strange to say, their three people hid near the Mount Mang boundary monument, dressed up as God, played the Devil, and robbed passers-by. They were not good people, and they even had human lives in their hands.

However, in the face of the ghost boy, the three of them are not fierce at all, and they are as docile as sheep.

This made Fang Dou realize the internal structure of Mount Mang, with distinct upper and lower layers, which are brutal on the outside and even more brutal on the inside.

Around the crowd, the sedan chair the ghost boy was riding in was carried by sixteen red clothed women, volleying without touching his feet.

Fang Dou noticed that the women carrying the sedan chairs were empty under their robes, with only their heads and hands exposed.

Seeing that the sedan chair was about to pass, the pale middle-aged three couldn't help but relax.

Although this tone was very light, it still disturbed the ghost boy in the sedan chair.

"Stop!"

The bead curtain of the sedan chair opened, revealing a ruddy baby face, this is the ghost boy.

The senior and junior brothers, Mingtongzi and Guitongzi, are named after their physical characteristics. Mingtongzi was born dwarf. Although he was over sixty years old, he was still as short as a child, but Guitongzi was different. Born with a baby face, there is no trace of as time goes by.

"Congratulations to the ghost boy!"

The three pale middle-aged people knew that they could not escape the disaster, so they simply knelt on the ground and bowed.

"It turned out to be the three of you!"

The ghost boy swept away and saw the origin of the three. It turned out to be a little thief who robbed at the border, and was immediately disinclined to pay attention to.

As the bead curtain was about to be put down, the ghost boy gave a startling glance, his eyes were pierced, and he suddenly paid attention to Fang Dou beside him.

"You are a raw face, after all, where did you come from?"

The ghost boy pointed to Fang Dou, no wonder he felt wrong, this man couldn't even see through him.

Fang Dou stepped forward and introduced himself, "Here...cough cough, the name is not worth talking about, meet the ghost boy!"

Saying goodbye is actually a cup one fist in the other hand.

The ghost boy saw face sank and raised a point, "Since we meet, why don't you kneel down and talk?"

"Uh, the arrow was hit in the knee, so I can't kneel!"

The ghost boy was so angry that he was about to brew something when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "What's your name?"

"Uh..."

Fang Dou hesitated, the ghost boy couldn't use it, but it seemed too late to make up a new one on the spot!

"I dare not say it!"

The ghost boy sneered, "Do you really dare to take the name of courting death?"

The so-called name of courting death No. is his ghost boy Zhicheng.

Speaking, he shouted to the pale middle-aged three people, "Come on!"

Fang Dou is a stranger, but these three people will seek a life in Mount Mang in the future, it is bound to be To yield to his arrogance.

As expected, the pale middle-aged struggled for a moment symbolically, replied, "That's right, that's his name!"

The ghost boy got a satisfactory answer, with a grin on his face, look by Fang Dou.

"You're walking with their three people, you must already know my rules!"

"Now, are you ready to die?"

Speaking of this, He paused, "I'm sorry, I won't kill you first, I will use 380 sets of ghost torture techniques to make you neither a human nor a ghost!"

(end of this chapter)