Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 207 Yin Division Pin Yi, the pot is hot and oil is poured, the children next door are crying

Bad luck?
Ji Yuan frowned slightly.

He is a member of the six ranks and one hundred households of Beizhen Fusi.

Do good deeds every day to accumulate yin virtue.

The Feng Shui of the house is not to say that the rich and the rich, the purple air comes from the east,
It can also be regarded as the harmony of yin and yang, and the prosperity of wealth.

With such a family background, a bad luck ghost appeared out of nowhere?

There must be something strange about this!

"Old Man An, you did a great job! Hurry up and bring that little devil up to me to have a look!"

Ji Yuan was wearing the white python flying fish suit, and the official robe was patched with the dragon and tiger aura of Jingchao Guoyun, which was dedicated to suppressing evil spirits and destroying ghosts and gods.

What's more, there is also a night wandering god in his fate, please enter the body and retreat from all ghosts.

If someone really doesn't have long eyes, he will drive the evil spirit to cast a curse to assassinate him.

It's tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap and sending it to your door.

"okay!"

An Shanren was praised, and a happy smile appeared on his old face.

The dense yin energy like a green phosphorous fire surged suddenly, turning into a huge palm, and stretched out into the muddy niche.

After groping for a while, I pulled hard!
"My lord, spare me! My lord...have mercy!"

The unlucky ghost was pulled into a long strip like a little chicken, and thrown on the ground.

It seemed to be held too tightly by Old Man An, its eyes were protruding and its tongue was tied.

As if hanged to death, it looked ugly and horrible.

"Hey! You bastard who doesn't know the true Buddha! Who do you call master?
Open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is the one! "

An Shanren yelled loudly for nothing, and managed to shake his prestige.

These intonations and words were all learned from operas in the past, and they just come in handy now.

"This master... hey, how is he a living person!"

The unlucky ghost was about to accept his head and bowed, suddenly felt something was wrong, so he took a closer look.

The stern man sitting on the big huanghuali wood chair was obviously full of yang energy.

The majestic energy shone through the room like a huge fireball.

The invisible heat scalded it into a ball, afraid that it would be scattered if it got too close.

"Huh? Why? The dead can kneel, but the living can't?"

Ji Yuan leaned forward and asked coldly.

Just this one feels like a mountain collapsing, with extraordinary momentum.

"Kneeling! Kneeling! Master, please forgive me! I'm so young that I don't know Taishan. I went to the wrong place and violated the feng shui of the noble house!"

The unlucky ghost with weak yin qi let out a cry, as if it was extremely frightened, it almost exploded in fright.

This man is so vicious!

Can't be provoked!

Especially the white python on the chest, full of official air, purple in the blue, full of charm.

Unless it's a fierce ghost full of resentment, who would dare to lean over?
The little ghost was trembling like a thunderbolt, ready to be wiped out at any moment.

"Old man An said that you are a thieves who are stalking and stepping on the spot. I see that you have a bit of a similar look!"

Seeing that the little ghost was weak, Ji Yuan didn't continue to show off his power, and asked in a deep voice.

"Injustice! Great injustice! The master's mansion is protected by officials, and there are noble people living in it. How dare the little one make a move!"

This unlucky ghost deeply felt that he was unlucky, and he was deceived by lard, so he suffered such an innocent disaster.

"You still have to talk so cleverly! Master, I think this kid is talking nonsense, so he might as well go to torture and beat him for everything!"

An Shanren has a strong sense of substitution, as if he is interrogating villains in a court.

Ji Yuan is the stern and selfless master of Qingtian, and he is the master of the staff who assists from the side.

If there are a few more mighty guards, it will be even more decent.

"Small words are true, there is no deceit!"

The unlucky ghost lay on the ground, trembling.

"Whether what you said is true or false, I naturally know it in my heart."

Ji Yuan Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the chair, the doors and windows of the house were all covered.

His eyes flickered, and he directly invited God to his upper body.

A strong spirituality surged in, deeply imprinted on Yintang's eyebrows.

Then, like opening the eyes of the sky, he looked at the ghost.

boom!
"My lord, forgive... the... breath of the underworld!"

The unlucky ghost screamed silently, its body vibrated violently, and exploded into dozens of streams of air.

After a while, it slowly gathered together.

An Shanren, who had become a yin evil, was also affected, and the emerald green phosphorous fire covering his body seemed to be suppressed by a strong wind, and it became weak instantly.

Like a candle fluttering, crumbling.

"Jiuye! Please also accept the power of the mighty God!"

Old Man An prostrated himself on the ground and shouted with difficulty.

Such a change surprised Ji Yuan himself.

He just invited the gods to his body, how could he make two ghosts, one big and one small, like this?

"Old Man An, why are you showing such a frightened look?"

Ji Yuan collected his spirituality in time and asked softly.

"The little old man doesn't know either, he's just panicked, as if he's being threatened, and instinctively produces infinite fear!
Seeing Master Jiu is like... just like seeing a vicious yamen official when the little old man was alive! "

An Shanren shook like a sifter.

It never expected.

Master Jiu is not only a high official in Yangjian?

Even the underworld has Pin Yi? !

"The Night Tour God's ability to evade hundreds of ghosts...is really immediate."

Ji Yuan was thoughtful.

It is said that after the ancient times.

The immortals, Buddhas and Rakshasas who once occupied the nine heavens and ten places have all disappeared.

Even the Underworld and Hades are nowhere to be seen.

There is only one spiritual reflection left in the underworld parade like the God of Night Tour.

I don't know if his real body was buried with the ancient history, or disappeared completely?
This kid has no knowledge, so he mistook Ji Yuan for a god of the underworld.

"Okay, let me ask a question, and you answer a question. If you conceal anything, I will disperse your ghost!"

Ji Yuan's eyes turned, and they fell on the hapless ghost whose Yin Qi was greatly damaged.

"The little one would never dare to fool Master Youshen!"

The latter nodded repeatedly, as if it regarded Ji Yuan as a wandering god of the underworld.

It was as if the little thief felt awe in his bones when he saw the famous arrester from the six gates.

"Why don't you stay outside Panhuan Mansion?"

Ji Yuan asked.

"The little one...during his lifetime, he gambled so much that he lost his fortune, and was finally beaten to death by a gang of debt collectors.

There is a resentment in his chest, he hates his bad luck, he just fell into this situation, so he turned into a bad ghost.

Specially looking for those down-and-out people, not only greedy their yang energy, but also sucking bad luck and disaster energy. "

The kid's voice trembled, and he confessed honestly.

"Last night, I accidentally wandered outside the master's mansion because I felt a great bad luck, like a dark cloud cover... I was blinded for a while."

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the changes in his luck actually attracted all the bad ghosts.

Doesn't this mean that he might really be unlucky recently?
Think for a moment, then look inside again.

Three inches from the top of the head, the dense aura the size of a millstone is darker in color.

Just like blood and ink surging, gathering into the air of disaster and calamity.

Good guy!
This already belongs to the old unlucky guy who can't drink cold water.

"It doesn't make sense."

Ji Yuan was deeply puzzled.

He wiped out the three gangs and captured Luo Long.

Hook up with Qin Qianhu and make friends with the commander.

Now he is the number one person in Fusi of Beizhen!
Obviously, the momentum is fierce and the limelight is strong.

In the future, the official career will be bright and the future will be unlimited.

How could it suddenly take a sudden turn and lead to bad luck?
Someone must be plotting against him!

"You guys think my master's seal is green and I'm in a terrible disaster?"

Ji Yuan pretended to be angry, which frightened the bad ghost even more.

After knocking his head heavily, he hesitated and said:

"Don't dare to lie to Master Wandering God. I have seen bad people who lose every gamble, poor people who fail many times, and poor people who are down and out... Together, they may not have the same bad luck as you, Master!"

"Hey! Dirty things! Don't humiliate Master Nine!"

An Shanren didn't know the inside story, and thought that the bad ghost was beating around the bush and cursing Ji Yuan, and said angrily.

"It's okay, let it talk."

Ji Yuan put on a refined and easy-going look and tone, and asked in a good voice:

"Since you are an unlucky ghost, you can't be more sensitive to bad luck and disaster, but you can see the source?"

He looked carefully at the breath on the top of his head, and found that mass of blood and ink surging.

It seems that dark clouds are brewing wind and thunder, and it looks faintly terrifying.

Bad luck was accumulating, so it didn't show signs of it, and made myself aware of what was wrong.

"The young one is weak, I can only see that the wandering god master is haunted by a fierce ghost, so he should not be far away...it is near the mansion.

If Master Youshen wants to catch it, he can wait until the third quarter of the ugly hour, when the yin and yang qi are not strong, and with a pair of magic eyes, there will be a great chance. "

The miserable ghost, who died in a miserable manner, made it very clear. After all, it was Master Youshen who asked the question face to face, so he dared not hide anything.

Ghost?

nearby?

Ugly?

Ji Yuan pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly.

While ordering the old man An to put the little ghost in the niche, he used the God of Yeyou to listen to the whispering voice to detect the voice of conspiracy that mentioned his name.

After half a stick of incense, there was nothing.

The heavenly eyes, which were transformed into rich spirituality, swept around for a while, but did not see any traces of Yin Qi.

"It's experienced, and knows how to hide and avoid detection."

Ji Yuan was not surprised, if it was really a Qi practitioner casting a spell, it would not be so easy to detect it.

"Chen Uncle, you ask Fuzhong Ding to set up an iron pan and heat it up with oil."

His eyes flickered a few times, determined to catch ghosts tonight.

"Okay, I'll do it right now."

The butler outside the door was confused.

Heat oil in an iron pan?

Master Yuan, what are you trying to blow up?
……

……

It's night, two quarters of ugly time.

A thick ink-like sky enveloped the surrounding area, and countless ghosts wandered in a daze.

An angry ghost with the appearance of a scholar rides the wind, passing through walls with ease.

From time to time, he opened his mouth and sucked it, and directly ate a few little ghosts that had not conceived spiritual intelligence, and let out a sinister smile.

Such a ferocious arrogance made those wandering souls flee in panic.

"Datongfang, Qinglongqu, Ji's house."

The qi ghost kept in mind his master's confession, and ran towards his goal.

The so-called transfer of five ghosts is, to put it bluntly, a trick of sneaking around.

Borrowing the invisible and invisible power of ghosts and gods, the granaries and cellars were emptied overnight.

It's so hard to guard against, without realizing it.

As for moving Qi Shu, it is a similar method.

"That Ji Jiulang's martial arts is profound, his blood is strong, and ordinary wandering spirits really can't get close to him.

But I have the ability to eat qi, and I can smell the strong smell of qi from across the room, so how would he know if I secretly gnawed a couple of mouthfuls?Really wonderful! "

Like a wisp of smoke, the qi ghost suddenly floated into the spacious mansion protected by official aura.

It seems to know the way.

In the only main wing room in the house, five colors of brilliance gathered to form auspicious clouds, which couldn't be more eye-catching.

"Hey, you actually changed places tonight? You must be looking for some maid or maid to be happy! Well, let's see how I remove your fate, make you unlucky, and everything goes wrong!"

The angry ghost who looked like a scholar let out a sinister smile, let out a hey, and hurried away.

What I saw was an open martial arts arena with rammed soil on one side, with eighteen kinds of weapons on both sides, such as stone balls, stone locks, and stone rollers for strength training.

There is a big oil pan in the middle, and a strong firewood is burned underneath.

The hot oil churned and crackled.

A dozen or so steps away, there is a yellow rosewood armchair, on which sits a ruthless young man in a white python flying fish suit.

"not good!"

Qi ghosts are refined from living souls, their actions and intelligence are like ordinary people, and their reactions are far faster than ordinary wandering souls.

As soon as it entered this martial arts arena, it was startled when it met that indifferent gaze.

"This mud-legged person can actually see me! That aura...is clearly an official from the underworld! What happened, what happened, let's go!"

"late!"

Feeling the dark wind blowing against his face, Ji Yuan opened his eyes in the sky.

The rich spirituality turned into golden light and shot out, illuminating the whereabouts of the angry ghost.

He let out a low cry, and the tall and straight figure that was originally sitting on the armchair suddenly swept across the rammed ground of a hundred paces square like a gust of wind.

When the word "night" sounded, the person was gone.

When the word "Le" fell, Ji Yuan's five fingers spread out, like a net, suddenly covering the Qi ghost body!

[Yunlong Fenghu]'s cyan fate, plus the unique lightness technique, its speed is unbelievably fast!

"How can this muddy leg catch me..."

The qi ghost was terrified, and quickly opened it to vomit, turning into a black mist and rushing towards Ji Yuan.

At the same time, take advantage of the trend to attract bad luck in the fortune.

"Let you sprain your feet and fall! Take a hard fall!"

The body of the qi ghost is like a cloud of gray smoke, very light and thin.

It only takes half a flick of a finger to drill out from the folded five fingers.

"Delusion to shake my breath!"

Ji Yuan has already achieved his destiny, so naturally he will not be easily hurt by a bit of bad luck.

Fifteen lives shined brightly, arousing the appearance of [Wu Qu Riding a Dragon], and dispersed the black mist.

Bang!
Five fingers together.

The atmosphere was pinched to make a crackling sound.

Ji Yuan rose into the air, as startled as a swimming dragon, and grabbed the angry ghost that was about to escape.

Like a wind dragon surrounding the whole body, the toes lightly tap the ground, and the whole person is ejected like a bow, and lands on the large seat with a "shua".

This movement is still, elegant and exquisite, leaving only a few afterimages.

"It's just such a little thing, trying to harm me secretly?"

At this time, Ji Yuan invited his upper body, and it would be no problem to hold the Qi ghost body with his hands.

"Where is your master?"

The qi ghost changed several times, but still couldn't break free.

Feeling the powerful Yin world atmosphere, it couldn't help trembling, how could this person have anything to do with the Yin Division?
"I don't know! I don't know anything!"

"Very good, tough enough!"

The spiritual golden light between Ji Yuan's eyebrows and Yintang firmly imprisoned this angry ghost.

The ferocity and blood in the soul body are thick, much stronger than Old Man An.

They have already condensed their appearance, like a living person, obviously the level is not low.

"It is rumored that in the underworld, all sinful people must go through the mountain of swords and the next round of frying pan after death.

You see, my lord has prepared it for you. "

With his left hand, Ji Yuan drew out the Xiuchun Knife at his waist, and made a cut in his palm, smearing it with blood red.

Tear!

The knife flashed.

The scholar-like angry ghost broke one of his "arms".

"Old Man An, quickly put it in the oil pan, wrap it in a layer of bread crumbs, fry it back and forth twice, it's just right for you to make supper."

(End of this chapter)