Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 201 Enchanting ghosts, niches and shrines
After Ye Youshen got on his body, Ji Yuan seemed to have opened his eyes.

The rich spirituality is condensed into a point, like the size of a jujube stone.

Branded on the Yintang between the eyebrows, there is a vague sense of hotness.

In his mind, a gigantic man with a gauze cap and robes emerged.

Holding the life and death soul lamp in the palm, thousands of hairs burst out, illuminating all directions.

"Evil ghosts and wandering souls! All of them appear!"

Then Shen Lei, the God of Night Tour, roared down, and Ji Yuan's field of vision changed drastically.

All people and things faded from their bright colors one after another, turning into thick ink-like shadows.

It's like the scenes on a black and white scroll, changing constantly.

There is only a golden silk thread winding and extending out.

Like drops of water dripping, traces appear continuously.

"See where else you can hide!"

Ji Yuan pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and strode across the threshold of the back kitchen.

He vaguely heard a few indistinct noises, as if the housekeeper and a few guards were shouting something.

But enter the state of summoning the gods, and activate the abilities of retreating from hundreds of ghosts and arresting soul lamps.

The changes in the sun are like a door and window separated, appearing blurred.

Ji Yuan didn't pay any attention to it either, walking swiftly through the hallway.

Following the faintly visible residual yin, he stepped into a side courtyard, and saw a seven-foot emerald green phosphorous fire
"Compared to the previous human skin scrolls and drowning infants,

This brat should have been an adult, a man, not young... huh? "

Ji Yuan stimulated his qi and blood, and Buddha's light emerged from his body, dispelling the cold atmosphere in the courtyard.

He was about to subdue this little devil and beat him to ashes.

But seeing that group of emerald phosphorous flames shrank suddenly, as if kneeling on the ground, bowed again and again:
"Master Jiu, spare your life! Don't do anything! It's me, the little old man!"

The mass of evil spirit rolled all over the ground, and appeared fifty steps away, with a slightly familiar voice.

"Old man An... It's only been a few days since I saw you, how did you change from a ghost to a night ghost?"

Ji Yuan frowned slightly. Before the housekeeper talked about the haunted house, he wondered if An Shanren had escaped.

But later, when he considered that he would show his appearance during night travel, eat poultry, and not be afraid of the vigorous yang energy of a dozen or so living people, it must be the evil spirit of yin.

Old man An is just a mere ghost, if he hadn't happened to be kind enough to take him in, and absorbed Lin Lu's Yin Qi, he would still sell wontons at the Yin Market stall.

Should not have this ability Caidui!

"Report to Ninth Master! The little old man heard that bald... master chanting scriptures before, like a steel knife scraping a bone.

I thought that returning to the soul bottle would calm me down a bit, but I didn't expect it..."

An Shanren felt that he was deeply wronged, and his tragic tone almost made those who heard it sad and cried.

"Unexpectedly, Master's Dharma is profound, even if the little old man avoids him,
But every night when absorbing yin energy, there is always the sound of chanting sutras, which almost drives the ghost crazy! "

The corner of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, it seemed a little funny.

Substitute it, this is like the previous life, exhausted from doing problems during the day, and there are still people chanting various mathematical formulas in their ears frantically at night.

It's hard to think about the kind of pain and suffering that can't be quiet.

"Master Jiu, why are you laughing?"

With tears in his eyes, An Shanren raised his head and asked, sobbing.

"Ahem, I just remembered something happy. It's okay, old man An, just keep talking."

Ji Yuan restrained his expression and continued to cross-examine the case.

"Little old man originally wanted to find Master Jiu to solve the problem, but you didn't go back to the house often,

The soul bottle was never opened, so I just endured it. "

An Shanren didn't show any gloomy arrogance at all, curled up, and still had the pitiful appearance of being weather-beaten.

"But it didn't happen. Over time, after getting used to chanting scriptures, the little old man felt that his body was getting bigger and bigger, and the little bottle was getting narrower and narrower. It was really uncomfortable.

So, I just rushed out...

Then I felt hungry in my stomach and couldn't stand the hunger, so I went to the back kitchen to steal something to eat..."

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes, seemed surprised, and asked softly:

"Can you recite that scripture?"

The yin energy in An Shanren's body seemed to have been tempered and turned into a large group of emerald phosphorous fire,

Suddenly trembled twice, and then said:

"Let the little old man think about it, it seems that...everyone has merit, and equality is virtue.

There is no stagnation in thought, and the common nature is actually magical, which is called... merit.

The Tao must flow, why is it stagnant? If the mind does not stop the Dharma, the Tao flows through. If the mind stays in the Dharma, it is called self-binding... The little old man remembers these! "

A look of surprise flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes, and he felt that old man An had some luck.

The killing monk chanted the scriptures before, and he recited the Dharma taught by the Sixth Patriarch of Zen.

Old man An seemed to have been tortured a lot, and he complained endlessly.

In fact, there is an indescribable feeling, which is firmly in my heart.

By coincidence, the dark breath of the ghost was washed away.

In addition, the soul bottle accumulates yin energy for it, and after a long period of time, it becomes a yin evil that can pass through walls and appear to eat.

Converted to the realm of martial arts, Yinhun is external training and internal training, and Yin Ling is convincing.

Well, old man An, it's almost a channel now.

"Okay, get up, there are not enough masters who knelt and served as officials when they were alive, why are they still kowtowers after death?"

Knowing the cause and effect, Ji Yuan did not blame him.

I'm just more curious about the identity of the killing monk, and the Dharma scriptures of the Sixth Patriarch of Zen can be found in bookstores everywhere.

But by reciting the scriptures, a ghost can be "pointed", which is enough to see the depth of the old monk's Buddhism.

This is close to the ancient orthodox method, the astonishing method of eminent monks preaching to make stubborn stones nod.

"Master Jiu... the little old man will definitely compensate those chickens, ducks, and pigeons."

An Shanren was a little ashamed. Even though he was poor for half his life, he had never done anything stealthy.

"Forget it, I was also negligent, forgetting that there are ghosts in the mansion."

Ji Yuan waved his hands, sent Ye Youshen back to his fate, and asked lightly:
"Speaking of which, you feel hungry, why don't you go out to look for food? Instead, it disturbs the back kitchen and side room?
Or seek the help of the great monk, he is kind-hearted and enthusiastic. "

An Shanren scratched his head and said:

"Could it be that Ninth Master forgot that the little old man doesn't have the ability to go in and out of the house.

A femme like me, unless invited into the mansion by the master,

Calculate the horoscope of the birthday, set up a memorial tablet, and regard it as the Yin God of the town house.

Otherwise, if you encounter Duke Houmen's mansion, let alone go in, you won't dare to get close to it.

As for troublesome master, I'm afraid that before entering the wing, my body will be washed away by Qi and blood. "

Old man An refrained from saying the last half of the sentence.

That skinny old monk, how can there be any kindness in his eyebrows?

Clearly born with a green face and fangs, like a ferocious yaksha!
Ji Yuan nodded lightly, and asked again:

"Then why are you hiding here?"

An Shanren seemed to think of something, and hurried forward as if offering a treasure and said:
"Jiuye, you don't know something. Since the little old man was able to show his body, he has learned a lot for nothing."

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows and said with great interest:

"for example?"

An Shanren's emerald green flame turned into an afterimage, which flashed to the corner of the wall.

Overcast and windy, push away the weeds.

From the imperceptible dog hole, old man An found out a strange thing made out of a piece of mud.

Hold it with both hands and present it in front of Master Jiu.

"What's this...what?"

Ji Yuan didn't recognize it for a while.

"Jiuye, it's called a 'ground niche', and it can be used as a shelter for ghosts, ghosts, and evil spirits.

In the past few days, thanks to this thing, the little old man has not been scattered by the sun.

Not only that, if you lose your way outside and forget the way back.

It only needs to consume a few points of yin energy and light a ball of will-o'-the-wisp, and it can be returned to the niche in an instant. "

Ji Yuan's heart moved slightly.

Isn't this the teleportation point?
The rules of the underworld.

It seems to be very different from Yangjian.

"How can you refine niches?"

He couldn't help narrowing his cold eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"The little old man doesn't know either, but after smashing the soul bottle and being able to manifest, he understood these weird things in his head.

Take the soil, and then use some slaughtered chicken and duck bones, and the dew from childhood...you can make your own niche.

In addition, the true gods who have been canonized by saints like City God,

The dwellings they refine are called 'shrines', which are sent to temples to be enshrined and used to draw incense from the world. "

　ps: I looked at the background calendar, the number of words updated this month is 13, exactly [-] chapters, I barely got full attendance, I must reflect on it, and strive to improve the quality and quantity of updates!
ps2: Master, happy May Day readers. Although the epidemic still exists, staying at home to enjoy watching dramas, watching videos, and reading novels is also a way of leisure, hehehe~
　
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