My Beautiful CEO Chapter 2494

There was no need to ask. He Jiaven should have been lying on the empty stone bed. Because she was brought here for a short time, she was not affected much. After the mysterious old man saved her, everything was almost normal.

At this time, the old man had already reached the high platform in the middle and was sizing up the coffin.

Qin Hai and He Jianwen came to the old man's side and reached for the coffin.

"Don't touch it!" The old man hastily stopped Qin Hai. "The corpse ghost here is about to take shape. If you wake it up, we won't be able to leave."

"Corpse spirits?" He had heard the dragon talk about zombies before. In the world where the dragon used to be, there were evil cultivators that specialized in refining corpses, especially the corpses of those who had high cultivation bases. Once they were refined into zombies, their power would be shocking, and they would be equivalent to a Nascent Soul stage master.

"But you don't have to worry too much," the old man turned around and glanced at Qin Hai. "All of the evil aura here has been absorbed by you, so if it wants to become a zombie, it will have to wait for at least another hundred years. Oh right, you have absorbed so much evil aura, how come you still haven't become a zombie? Do you mind if I open my eyes to some treasure? "

"Grandfather!" He Jianwen held the old man's arm and coquettishly said, "You already know that it's a treasure, how can you force someone to take it out? As the saying goes, you should keep money to yourself. This was something you taught me since young! "

"What do you know? I'm just worried about him, what if his treasure is unreliable and the evil aura runs out?" Just as the old man finished speaking, a bright smile appeared on his face, "I didn't expect that I was wrong before. You do have some ability, but it's still lacking a bit of maturity." As long as you acknowledge me as your teacher, I can guarantee that you will become even more outstanding.

Qin Hai blinked, "The tuition is still 10,000 yuan per month?"

"Grandfather, why are you here again!" He Jianwen was extremely annoyed. He quickly said to Qin Hai, "Don't listen to my grandpa, he's teasing you."

The old man shook his head and sighed. "Forget it, stand far away. I'll finish this thing off."

When Qin Hai and He Jianwen left the stage, a ball of flame suddenly appeared in the old man's hand. Even though they were seven or eight meters apart, Qin Hai could still feel the high temperature from the ball of fire.

The old man waved his hand and the fire immediately set the black coffin on fire. In a split-second, a shrill scream came from the coffin, and then the entire coffin began to shake violently.

The old man walked quickly around the coffin, slapping it with both hands. Even so, the lid of the coffin had almost been opened several times.

Only after half an hour did the black coffin calm down. The raging flames continued to burn for another two hours before it was finally extinguished. The entire coffin and its contents all turned to ash.

"Just one?" The old man looked at Qin Hai with disdain, obviously finding it too little. It was no wonder, after all, when Qin Hai treated the baldie earlier, the pills were simply endless.

Qin Hai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had no choice but to take out a porcelain bottle which contained a total of ten Pei-Yuan pills.

Qin Hai: "…"