Reborn Zombie Daoist

Chapter 153 People scare ghosts (please subscribe)
After taming, the spiritual creature will be dominated by the caster, if you let it live, it will live, if you let it die, it will die, lose its spirituality, and become a puppet of the caster.

The most frightening thing is that once the "beast taming method" is used on spiritual creatures, the future of spiritual creatures will be cut off, and the opportunity to cultivate to a higher level will be lost.

He is about to go to Hedong Township to catch ghosts, and when he comes back from ghost hunting, he is going to retreat, use Bodhi seeds to enlighten the Tao, and comprehend the meaning of swords. means to forcibly tame it.

Of course, in order to reduce the damage to the spirit bird, Shachen will use the power of his soul to imprint the beast-controlling brand on the spirit bird's head, step by step, strengthen the brand every once in a while, and finally achieve the goal of taming the spirit bird.

This is much better than forcibly taming it, and it retains the spirituality and room for growth of the spirit bird to a great extent.

In the actual operation, Sha Chen realized that he had taken it for granted.

The spirituality of the spirit bird is stronger than expected. The beast control brand is too weak to change its attitude towards sand and dust. If it is too strong, its spirituality will be wiped out, and the gain outweighs the loss.

There is no way, Sand and Dust can only use water to grind it, and keep leaving weak beast-controlling marks to make the spirit bird fall into endless exhaustion.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened, and Sand Chen walked out with a tired face. Spirit Bird stood on his shoulder, combing his feathers, and from time to time poked his head to rub Sand Chen's face, showing a very close relationship.

"Brother Chen, you finally come out. It's been a day and a night." Ren Tingting, who was guarding the courtyard, heard the door opening and ran over anxiously.

"one day one Night?"

Shachen's face changed drastically, "No, it's a mistake, Tingting, I'll leave the spirit bird to you to take care of. I'll rush to Hedong Town right now, and hope that things don't develop to the point of no return."

"If you have something to do, use the method I taught you to contact me and Master, and I'm leaving."

"Brother Chen, let's go after eating..."

At this time, Shachen couldn't be in the mood to eat. He promised Mao Xiaofang to help catch ghosts. If He Tianxian's theater troupe is destroyed by ghosts, his conscience will not be at peace. I hope I can still catch up, don’t die.”

Sand and Dust flew across the sky with his sword, and rushed to Hedong Town in a hurry.

When Youshi was approaching and the sun was about to set, he rushed to Hedong Town with a tired face, and casually grabbed a passerby to ask about the residence of the He Tianxian Troupe.

Fortunately, Hedong Township is very remote, and few troupes come to perform. He Tianxian's arrival this time caused a sensation in Hedong Township, and many villagers knew where the He Tianxian Troupe lived.

"Team leader, there is a little brother named Sha Chen looking for him outside."

"Shachen... the name sounds familiar!" Wearing a melon cap and a purple robe, the head teacher, about 50 years old, thought deeply when he heard Xiao Wusheng's words.

Uncle Zhang Da, in his 50s, with short hair and a black mole on the right corner of his mouth, reminded: "Leader, when I was invited to perform in Gantian Town last time, Qing Fenghuang was haunted. It's Mao Xiaofang, the disciple of Daoist Priest Mao, go out and meet him."

"Oh, look at my memory, hurry up, welcome the distinguished guest."

The troupe leader held the hem of his robe and strode out of the theater, followed by the main actors of the troupe, such as Zhang Dashu, Agui, Abiao, and Ajia.

Shachen stood at the entrance of the theater and waited. After a while, the host's enthusiastic voice came from his ears, "Brother Sha, oh, why didn't you just go in when you came, and neglected the distinguished guests. Forgive me."

"The class leader's words made Shachen feel ashamed. The class leader asked someone to deliver a letter to my master, asking him to come and catch ghosts. Gantian Town is not peaceful at this time, and the master can't get away. Let me come here. Who would have thought of the person who sent the letter?" Forget about it, and just told me today. Seeing that everyone is fine, I feel at ease." Sha Chen resolutely threw the blame away, and said sincerely.

The troupe master suddenly realized, "No wonder Daoist Mao didn't come. It turns out that he was involved in something important. Brother Sha, you don't have to blame yourself. We can't blame you for this. Our troupe is fine."

"Are you okay?" Sha Chen was taken aback.

"Haha, Brother Sha doesn't know something. Uncle Zhang Da next to me pretended to be Bao Gong to interrogate the ghost last night. The ghost was tricked into complaining about his grievances. He actually wanted us to help him collect his bones and bury him in the ground so that he could be reincarnated safely. Just now , we have already buried the bones, ghosts will not come to haunt us." The class leader laughed.

Pretending to be a public trial ghost?
Shachen looked at Uncle Zhang Da and praised him, "Uncle Zhang Da is very courageous!"

Uncle Zhang Da said modestly: "Brother Sha is overrated. I have been in this business for a long time, and I know more. In terms of real skills, I have to count Daoist Master Mao and Brother Sha."

"Team leader, Uncle Zhang Da, the troupe is fine, so I'll leave." Sha Chen was a little depressed, and hurried over, but he solved the ghost by himself, pretending to be Bao Gongju ghost, seems to have seen this scene somewhere.

"Brother Sha, wait."

"Is there anything else the boss wants?"

"Brother Sha, you've worked hard all the way, and it's getting dark, why don't you stay and have a light meal. It just so happens that the troupe won't be open tonight, so let's all get together together." The head teacher kindly invited.

"Will it be inconvenient?"

"What's inconvenient? Brother Sha is able to come. It's the blessing of the He Tianxian Theater Troupe. Please come in." Before Sha Chen could refuse, the troupe owner took him by the hand and pulled him into the theater.

After a day and a night without sleep, without eating, and after driving another [-] miles, Sha Chen was indeed a bit tired. With the host's warm invitation, he had no reason to refuse, so he stayed and planned to go back tomorrow morning.

"Brother Sha..."

Sha Chen smiled and said, "Leader, Uncle Zhang Da, you can call me A Chen."

"Ah Chen..."

The He Tianxian troupe is not as famous as Qing Fenghuang, but everyone in the troupe is very easy-going, except of course the big star of the stage.

Shachen had seen his temper in Gantian Town. Facing Qing Fenghuang's red horn, he dared to put eye drops on them, and refused to act if he said he would not act, forcing Qing Fenghuang's team leader to meet his request.

Uncle Zhang Da in the troupe is a know-it-all, he is very old, he has been working in the troupe since he was a child, traveled all over the world, has a wide range of knowledge, and has encountered many ghosts and spirits, and he can't stop talking to Shachen.

Although these ghosts were not worth mentioning in Sha Chen's eyes, he still listened carefully. He had never heard of some knowledge of ghosts and methods of catching ghosts, and he benefited a lot from the exchange.

The dinner was arranged by the troupe itself, and the cooks and dishes were all the women in the troupe, all of them were juicy, especially Sister Li and Sister Ai were the best.

Sister Ai was wearing a long red coat and holding a red silk scarf in her hand. She had a graceful figure and an infinite style. She could go from the kitchen to the hall, and she was in charge of the dinner party.

Soon, the sumptuous food and drink will be served.

"Ok?"

Just when the head teacher asked everyone to start eating, Shachen stood up abruptly, with a solemn expression, and walked towards the kitchen without saying a word.

The class leader, Uncle Zhang Da and others looked at each other, hurriedly put down their bowls and chopsticks, and followed. Just as they walked to the kitchen door, they heard the sound of bowls and chopsticks being broken and Sister Ai's cry for help.

"No, it's Miss Ai!"

(End of this chapter)