Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 55 The door gods town house, the ghost practice

"Ah... this, it's really embarrassing for a villain."

The rough face of the old man, which was like a bitter gourd, drooped immediately.

That fierce god is not easy to mess with.

It looks like a bloated pig on the outside.

But that flying fish suit has a dragon-tiger aura, so the evil spirit retreats on its own.

Coupled with the masculine and weird token, ordinary ghosts can't get close at all.

It can be said that it hurts when touched, and dies when rubbed.

Even the old ghosts who have practiced more profoundly, their bodies will collapse, and their yin energy will be wiped out.

"If there is any embarrassment, you can tell it and listen."

Ji Yuan's voice was flat, but there was an unfathomable majesty.

"The little old man doesn't have much cultivation, let alone a warrior with strong blood, even a Confucian scholar who has read sage books for several years and has a great spirit in his chest, I can't be confused... How can such a thing be done!"

The old man trembled all over, folded his hands in front of his chest, bent down and complained.

"Most of the difficult things in this world are just thinking and not wanting, not being able or not.

There are always more solutions than difficulties. The rivers and lakes have been leveled by the saints. How can there be so many heroes of the rivers and lakes who help the poor and help the poor?
I help you, you help me, this is the truth, right? "

Ji Yuan's eyes were cold and stern, like a knife soaked in cold water.

"Ah... that's right! My uncle is right, that's exactly the reason."

The old man's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at, so he could only answer with a wry smile.

These days, there are not many living people who can calm down and speak well after seeing a ghost.

Do it if you are brave, and run away if you are timid.

As for the official master, the ghosts dare not even touch him.

That sage will rule the world for sixty years, and the humane dynasty suppresses Xuanzhou.

Anyone with an official status, with a dragon-tiger spirit, dare not act rashly at all.

"By the way, old man, what is your name and surname, and where do you live?
Even if you are a lonely ghost, you should have a name and a surname. "

Ji Yuan asked aloud while walking towards the South Gate Hutong.

"The little old man's surname is An, and his humble name is Shanren.

He was originally from Lenanfu, but later moved to Qingxianfang in the eastern suburbs of Tianjing, where he did some small business for a living. "

The old man's feet didn't touch the ground, he was dangling, hanging in front of Ji Yuan not far or near.

Generally speaking, a ghost cannot follow a living person, otherwise it will be considered malicious.

Insidious methods such as calling souls and possessing bodies are easy for ordinary people to fall into if they are not careful.

Of course, with old man An's superficial cultivation, it would be wishful thinking to call away Ji Yuan's soul.

Not to mention possession on tiptoes, seizing the flesh.

"An, good man? I hope you live up to your name, old man An."

Ji Yuan said something softly, and quickly turned half a street into Nanmen Hutong.

When he opened the door and looked back, he found Old Man An standing outside timidly, and said in embarrassment:

"Master, ordinary ghosts can't break into the house, they are all guarded by door gods."

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, shook his head and asked:
"Then if I tear off the two portraits of door gods pasted on it, won't the house be haunted every day and make peace difficult?"

This world is so deep.

Especially in the underworld, there are many ways to pay attention to.

Since the door god can guard the house, he must keep it.

"No, no, sir, find a pair of old shoes that you don't wear and put them outside the door. Let me put them on and then you can come in. Listen to the ghost saying, this is just an excuse to live, and the door god will raise your hand and let me in." .”

As if afraid of Ji Yuan's impatience, old man An's posture was humble, and his smile was full of flattery.

"Okay, you wait."

Ji Yuan didn't find it troublesome, turned around and walked into the room.

Find a pair of ripped cloth shoes from under the bed, and put the toes inward as Old Man An said, to show that "people" are invited to come in.

This kind of behavior is actually very taboo, and it is easy to bring disaster to the family.

Only Ji Yuan dared to do so because he was not afraid of ghosts haunting him, relying on the golden bell cover of the roaring tiger and the evil spirit of blood.

Old man An put on his cloth shoes, and his gloomy figure suddenly became stable.

The bloody and horrible death appearance also disappeared.

He cupped his hands and bowed to the door god posted at the door, then stepped over the threshold and walked in.

"The little old man is grateful to the uncle for saving his life! Thanks to the uncle for taking care of him!"

Old man An burst into tears, and wanted to bend down again, but was supported by Ji Yuan.

"Don't kneel before others, I'm only young and I can't bear your bow, I'm afraid my life and blessings will be lost.

Don't even call me uncle, Ji Yuan and Ji Jiulang, Fusi in Xiabei Town, you can just call me Jiulang. "

He took the soul bottle he bought from Huai Yin Zhai and put it in his palm.

The reason why he is willing to rescue old man An's ghost is nothing more than because of his honesty and duty, he is not considered an evil ghost or a murderous ghost.

In addition, you need bait to hook Lin Lu's big fish.

"Old man An, let me ask you, do you know about the case of Yan Gang Qian Wu's bizarre dismemberment?"

Ji Yuan sat on the bench with a big horse and a golden knife, like a county magistrate who was promoted to trial.

"Reporting...Ji Jiuye, Master Shou's Yin Market is usually located in Taianfang, Huairenfang, Changshunfang, and Pingxiufang.

That Qian Wu, a few sisters in the kiln, and watchmen must have all been harmed by the ghosts brought out by the hand master! "

Old man An stammered.

"Yin spirits? Can ghosts after death still cultivate? What are the realms?"

Ji Yuan asked curiously.

Yangjian walks the Qi and Blood Martial Arts.

What will the underworld be?
Shinto?

Or ghost?
"The little old man is not very clear, like me, who retains a little intelligence after death and knows his own name and surname, they are called ghosts.

Those with deeper cultivation, who can absorb Yin Qi, who can pass through walls and courtyards, and absorb Yang Qi and blood Qi, are Yin spirits.

There are also Yin Sha and Yin Demon behind, and it is said that they are even more powerful. "

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he asked:

"What is the way to practice ghosts?"

Old man An's face was a little embarrassed, he was just a vendor selling wontons, how could he know how to practice.

"Jiu Ye, I can't even read all the characters, little old man."

"That's right, if you understand the way of cultivation, you won't be confused like this."

Ji Yuan laughed heartily, and immediately asked again:

"What is Master Shou's ghost?"

Only when he has a good understanding of the Yin market can he decide whether to clear the account on the "book of life and death" in his heart.

Since ancient times, a gentleman is easy to deal with, but a villain is hard to guard against.

How many heroes wanted to achieve great things, but they lost to the secret schemes of the sinister people.

For the vacancy of one hundred households, Lin Lu killed him twice.

If it weren't for Ji Yuan changing his fate through the Huangtian Dao map, forcing Xu Xian to retreat from the general banner, and re-entering the martial arts hall, he would be appreciated and valued by Coach Wei.

I'm afraid I've done a wrongful death for a long time.

"My surname Lin is not dead, and my heart is always restless."

Ji Yuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, as if he had made up his mind.

Sensing the bone-piercing cold, Old Man An shrank his neck, bent his waist lower, and replied:
"Master Hand... the main body should be a pair of pale big hands with five fingers. It likes to do some handicrafts, and some of its proud works have been infected by Yin Qi for many years, and turned into strange things.

For example, the painted "Tiger Picture", the written human skin book, and the pierced paper man... Gradually, they all became ghosts. "

A flash of spiritual light flashed across his heart, and Ji Yuan showed a sudden look.

The separation of Qian Wu's corpse was eaten by the tiger in "Tiger Picture",

The kiln sister and servant of Zuihualou died in the human skin book,
Li Zongqi, who died suddenly in Yizhuang, may have been planted by the paper maker?

"Old Man An, do you think that fierce god who broke into the Yin Market can subdue those Yin spirits raised by Grandpa Shou?"

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes and finally asked.

"Uh, that person has a token in his hand, which is more violent than the blood on your body, Master Jiu. I'm afraid it's hard to tell if we really met him."

Old man An thought hard for a moment and came to a conclusion.

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