The morning light is still so soft, spreading to Zhuxian Town.

As the sky was getting dark, Ye Chen got up, carried his table and chairs to the street.

In front of the restaurant, Mr. Yang Ge was already waiting.

Seeing Ye Chen arrive, he hurriedly greeted him, smiling and very attentive, helping Ye Chen place tables and chairs. He was obviously a senior, but at first glance he looked like a junior.

When passers-by saw this, they were even more confused and became more curious about Ye Chen.

Everything was settled, and Ye Chen sat down, still yawning, and was almost disgusted.

"My friend, help me calculate the good fortune." Yang Ge Lao also sat down and waited all night, a little impatient. He had not slept all night and looked more energetic than Ye Chen.

"You have a very stable fate." Ye Chen smiled.

"It's gone?" Old Master Yang said in surprise.

"Besides, it's the secret of heaven, so it cannot be revealed."

"Uh..." Yang Ge laughed dryly, his lips tugged straight, and after waiting for a night, he waited for such a sentence, why did he feel so bad? It was Ye Chen. If it were other fortune tellers, he would have been throwing up the stall. However, the noble man in front of him could not be provoked.

"I'll ask you something!" Ye Chen asked with a smile.

"Young friends can tell you everything you know."

"Have any strange things happened in our Zhuxian Town or something strange?" Ye Chen smiled and looked at Yang Ge Lao with deep eyes to avoid being fooled by this guy.

"There are so many strange things." Old Master Yang rolled up his sleeves.

"Some time ago, the Sun family gave birth to a baby and had three eyes. Do you think it's strange?"

"The woman from the Yang family always sleepwalking in the middle of the night."

"The fruit tree at the east end of Zhendong has been in fifty or sixty years, and I have never seen it bloom."

Mr. Yang Ge is just a chattering chatter, saying everything after word, without any thirst. He really touched the matter of Zhuxian Town, and there was nothing he didn't know about.

Ye Chen heard it and said, "Is this guy a martial arts master? Is he a hidden senior among mortals? Why is his mouth so broken? He looks like a gossip, a very gossipy person.

"Besides, Wang Yuanwai's youngest son doesn't look like him at all." Yang Ge Lao was still talking, chatting endlessly, spitting out the stars flying all over the sky, and there was no intention of stopping.

"I'll scold you if you're useless." Ye Chen glanced.

Yang Ge Lao coughed dryly and smiled embarrassedly, "Then let's talk about strange places."

As he said that, he pointed to the side and said, "Fifty miles east of the town, there is an old grave, which is evil. A few years ago, several tomb robbers came in but didn't see it. Later, more than a dozen martial arts masters went in to search for treasures, but they didn't see it. Everyone in Zhuxian Town knew about this, and there were even rumors that the people buried in the old grave had turned into zombies."

"Who is buried in that old grave!"

"I don't know, I have existed when I came to Zhuxian Town, at least for hundreds of years!" Yang Ge Lao said slowly, "That's a forbidden area, and few people mention it on weekdays."

Ye Chen said nothing, pinching his fingers in his sleeves, secretly deducing the old grave.

As he calculated, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and murmured, "It shouldn't be!"

"Little friend?" Old Master Yang waved.

Ye Chen closed his thoughts and looked at Mr. Yang, "Can you help me find a few objects?"

"My friend was polite, but he said it's okay." Mr. Yang smiled immediately.

"A piece of peach wood, the older you get, the better; the yellow paper and cinnabar used to draw talismans; the boy's urine of a baby boy; the white glutinous rice and black dog blood; plus a bronze mirror." Ye Chen said happily.

Opposite, Mr. Yang subconsciously scratched his head when he heard this.

Although he is different from yin and yang, the functions of these objects are clearly all evil-proof objects, and he is a little confused. Why Ye Chen wants these things? Is he going to catch ghosts?

"Is it difficult?" Ye Chen smiled.

"No." Yang Ge Lao smiled, resisted the urge to ask, then stood up and ran towards Zhuxian Town. Since it was what Ye Chen wanted, he could not be careless.

After Yang Ge Lao left, Ye Chen turned his head slightly and looked towards the direction of the old grave.

It is obvious that he was not curious about the old grave. It was the old grave, which was very strange. As for the objects he asked Yang Ge Laoxun to extinguish evil spirits, they were originally used to ward off evil spirits. Now that his whole body is sealed, it is no different from mortals. Even martial arts masters can beat him up, and they are afraid of the dirty things in the grave. Moreover, he is sure that the people buried in the grave will have their bodies transformed, so they must be prepared.

"Grandpa, can you do it for me?"

Just as Ye Chen was thinking, he suddenly heard a tender word, which was a little bit stingy.

Ye Chen looked back and saw a child of 15 or 6 standing at the table, wearing a torn dress, pale and thin skin, perhaps because he was hungry every day and even had poor nutrition. Standing there, he was only a little taller than the table, but his eyes were very clear and had no impurities.

"Baby, where are your parents?" Ye Chen smiled gently.

"I heard from my grandfather that I went out far away in my early years." The child said tenderly, burying his little head, "I want my grandfather to calculate when my parents will come back, do you want me?"

As he said that, the child handed over a dry and hard steamed bun, holding it with two small hands, looking at Ye Chen hopefully, "My family has no money, can you use this steamed bun to pay?"

"Yes, you can do it." Ye Chen smiled and took the steamed bun.

Immediately, he performed a deduction.

By this calculation, he couldn't help but frown. He calculated that the child's parents had long passed away. The so-called long journey was a road of underworld. It's a pity that the child was still waiting hard.

"Grandpa, you've calculated it." The child's eyes flashed.

Ye Chen smiled, "Your parents will be back soon."

The child's eyes lit up, he was very excited, and he ran away jumping away.

Why!

Looking at the child's back, Ye Chen sighed, and couldn't bear to tell the bad news that the child's fate was so similar to his back then, without a father or mother, and without a stomachache.

Fate, this is all fate.

"My friend, what you want." Yang Ge Lao came back and was carrying a sack on his shoulders. His work efficiency was high. In just a quarter of an hour, he found all Ye Chen needed.

"Thank you." Ye Chen took it.

"It's just a matter of raising hands." Yang Ge Lao wiped his sweat, but smiled happily.

In his opinion, it is actually a great honor to be able to help Ye Chen run errands.

"Old man, you can recognize that child." Ye Chen pointed to the street and fixed it on the child. The little kid was standing in front of a bun shop, swallowing his saliva.

Old Yang Ge Lao glanced at him, nodded slightly, and sighed.

"You have no children, if you can, take him in!"

"this……."

"This is a good fate. His fate belongs to fire and is beneficial to you." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Since it's my friend's words, it's not bad." Yang Ge Lao laughed and sent the waiter from the restaurant to bring the child back. He believed Ye Chen unconditionally. Besides, he was not short of money and raised one more child, and there was no burden. Buddhism said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If no one takes it in, he would starve to death. This time, he was also a good deed.

"Good people will be rewarded." Ye Chen smiled and began to pack up his clothes.

"What, is it closing the stall now?" Old Master Yang looked shocked.

"Prepare to prepare, go to the old grave to have a look." Ye Chen replied casually.

After hearing this, the corner of Yang Ge Lao's mouth twitched, and his heart also fluttered. It was a very fierce place. I don't know how many people died, but people were afraid of it. This person was better, and he rushed forward. At this moment, he understood why Ye Chen wanted to ward off evil things.

"Do you want to go and have a look?" Ye Chen smiled at Master Yang.

"I...I won't go!" Mr. Yang smiled, "That old grave is very fierce."

"Where are you going to be a martial arts master? That's all your courage?"

"My friend, I'm not talking too much, you shouldn't go and feel uncomfortable."

"Don't underestimate me." Ye Chen carried the table, held the chair in one hand and the sack in the other, and went straight to the small garden. Some words were sent back, "If you want to go, I will take you to see the world."

After the words came, Ye Chen had disappeared into the shadows.

Behind him, Yang Ge Lao put his hands in his arms, and didn't know what he was thinking, he felt more and more that Ye Chen was weird. He was proficient in pharmacology, knowledgeable about divination, and could ward off evil spirits. Such strange people were all weird in temperament everywhere.

After a last look at the square, he also turned back to the restaurant.

The child who was taken back had been taken to take a hot bath and changed into clean clothes. At this moment, he was eating big cakes in the kitchen. The little guy was hungry and swallowed them voraciously.

Here, Ye Chen has arrived at the small garden.

Then, all the objects that ward off evil spirits were taken out.

Ye Chen took the dagger, cut the peach wood into a peach wood sword, and lit a touch of black blood, followed by a yellow talisman. He picked up his pen and dipped it in cinnabar, like flowing clouds and water, and drew a series of talismans. These yellow talismans are the nemesis of dirty things, but have no effect on monks.

Next, it's the boy's urine, which is absolutely genuine, just the smell, something.

He was cautious and did not dare to be careless, nor could he be careless. All the martial arts masters were trapped inside. It can be seen how fierce the old tomb is. If he is not careful, he will die. If the ancient sage body and the great god of war are broken into a tomb, it would be nonsense.

Originally, he might not go, but the problem was that there were things he was familiar with in the old grave.

This was calculated by him. As for what it was, he couldn't figure it out for the time being. It was not that his Zhou Tian's evolution was not mysterious enough, but that he became a mortal, and many laws had become his boundaries.

He didn't stop until night fell.

The objects that deal with evil spirits have been prepared, so I will wait for the cave to be explored tomorrow.

The night is quiet and quiet. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of drunkards coming from the direction of the street. There are also one or two restless people who sway with wine and sing big plays.

Ye Chen sat under the old tree again, looking quietly at the starry sky.

He missed home, and he really missed home, especially when he recalled the child who told him today, he became more and more homesick. His little Yefan had lost his mother since he was a child, and he was taken out to practice. The little guy's childhood should be very lonely. He could imagine that scene: in the middle of the night, Xiao Yefan leaned on the window, looking forward to his parents coming back.

Speaking of mother, his expression became dazed.

He was ashamed of Xiao Yefan and Ji Ningshuang. Only when he was truly separated from life and death did he realize how painful the past was. The so-called forgetting each other, from beginning to end, was all self-deceiving.
Chapter completed!