Now the Burial Ghost has been following Zhou Fan. What Zhou Fan is most worried about is that it will not be able to bear it when it will do something to itself.

But the black dragon actually asked him to ignore it, it was really...

"What? Do you think the burial ghost will attack you?" Heilong asked sneered.

"Isn't it impossible? Then what does it do with me?" Zhou Fan said in surprise.

"In my era, as long as you don't attack the burial ghost, it will generally not attack the person it wants to bury. It follows you, naturally waits for you to die, and then put your body into the coffin and take it to a place that no one knows." The black dragon said coldly.

"Wait for me to die..." Zhou Fan's face became ugly, "In other words, the appearance of the burial ghost means it thinks I will die soon?"

"So," the black dragon tapped the dragon's head lightly. "In my era, every time it appeared with a top-notch man, it meant that a top-notch man would die. After the death, the body of the top-notch man would be taken away, and even if it was just a wreckage, it would not care."

"Although I don't understand why it chose you, a human with low strength, the obvious fact is that you are about to die. It is not a bad thing to follow the ghost behind you sometimes. At least it can let the person being followed know that there will be a crisis of death."

"It turns out there is nothing in the coffin, just wait for me to put me in after I die." Zhou Fan's heart was slightly shocked, and he sat cross-legged on the deck, "Can those strong men who are following avoid the crisis of death?"

"Of course, but since the burial ghost appeared for so long, only a few people can do it. It's not that easy to avoid it." The black dragon's golden eyes were gloating, "At least I think you're going to die this time."

"Now it's best to leave a suicide note for your family, and then you can eat and drink. Don't think too much. If you die, I can go to bed early. I didn't expect that the day would come so quickly, haha..."

Zhou Fan ignored the gloating of the Black Dragon. He almost said to himself: "What would be the danger that could make me die?"

But he couldn't imagine it at all, after all, danger is everywhere in the wilderness.

"I still don't understand why the Wandering Soul Tree and the Narrow Ghost deal with the Burial Ghost?" Zhou Fan suddenly spoke.

If those two monsters were here to deal with him, the Burial Ghost would not have taken action.

"I don't know this, maybe it was because the burial ghosts invaded their domain." The black dragon gave a guess.

Zhou Fan felt that the black dragon was very likely, that is, there were two blood-game-level monsters living in the wasteland. He had previously suspected that the two monsters were from other places.

He frowned slightly. According to the information he received from Yiluansi, he did not say that the wasteland was so dangerous. If he knew that there were two blood-game monsters, all merchants, warriors and others would not choose the wasteland, but chose to detour.

Or are they two of the wastelands that have just arrived recently, so they regard the wasteland as their own domain?

He just thought about it for a moment and did not continue to think too much. The most important thing now is to solve the death crisis!

"What if, what if, the ghost burial coffin I encountered was not what you think was a burial ghost?" Zhou Fan thought about it and asked again. After all, the two looked similar, but there was still a big difference.

If it was really a burial ghost, he could accept this fact. What he was afraid of was not a burial ghost. When he went out, the three gray figures in the ghost burial coffin immediately rushed towards him.

"I think it's very likely that, if not, it has nothing to do with me." Heilong said lightly.

Anyway, it's not her who died!

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows, but he thought instead that no matter whether the ghost burial coffin was a ghost burial, there would be a life-and-death crisis waiting for him. He could completely treat it as a bloody monster with three or even four, and he wanted to kill him.

If a bloody monster is a monster, he is confident that he can deal with it.

But three... four... this is not something he can deal with now.

Even judging from the strength shown by the ghost burial coffin, this is likely to be a white-level monster.

Zhou Fan glanced at the dense gray insects in the glass ball, and then looked up at the black dragon: "Do you have any tools, talismans and other things that I can use?"

Heilong took a sip of dry tobacco and spit out the choking white smoke, and then he slowly said: "I have a lot of these gadgets, but I won't sell them to you."

She had previously vowed to only provide Q&A help. As for transactions such as talismans and treasures, she had the right to refuse such transactions.

"Unless you kneel down and beg me and say you are wrong, you shouldn't say so many wrong things before, and then swear to the ship that you recognize me as your master, and that you will not betray me for the rest of your life and be my most loyal servant, then I will consider giving you little things, this poor little guy."

Zhou Fan looked at her calmly: "You crazy, what do I beg you?"

The black dragon's pupils suddenly became cold. She heard the word "psychopath" for the first time, but she could probably guess what it meant, "Then go and die!"

This human is so hateful!

"This is a transaction. If you don't want to trade, then you won't get the gray bug. If you don't want it, forget it. Why should I ask you?" Zhou Fan said sarcastically, "I'll ask you again, do you want to sell me some life-saving things?"

"No." Heilong said coldly, "Without my help, I will see how you are a bastard?"

"If you don't sell, don't sell it. Girls don't say it all day long. It's so ugly." Zhou Fan said lazily, "Since you don't want to sell it, I'll ask for fishing."

He now has more than 700 big gray worms. He can catch fish three times on this river, but is he afraid that he can't catch one thing that will save his life?

Heilong was unwilling to trade with him, that was her loss.

The black dragon's teeth rubbed against the sound of Titicacia. She wished she could slap the bitch to death with her dragon claws, but she still endured it. The dragon's tail swept, and the gray fog was swept up by the dragon's tail. On the square table on the boat, seven fishing rods appeared.

Zhou Fan walked over and looked at the seven fishing rods of different colors, a little hesitant.

He needs something that can save his life in the crisis of life and death, but which fishing rod is the right one?

The black ink fishing rod representing classics is first excluded, and the red fishing rod of the material is also very likely to have life-saving objects. The probability of the empty golden fishing rod is too small to catch things.

Then there are still some light purple fishing rods for medicine, emerald green fishing rods for spiritual plants, silver-white fishing rods for objects, and random dark gray fishing rods.

These four fishing rods may catch the life-saving things they need.
Chapter completed!