The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1549 A Very Powerful Onmyoji (61)

Ping Shisheng had no choice but to continue knocking.

After knocking like this for about an hour, the ghost said: "It's almost there, you can stop."

Ping Shi Sheng Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped his hands.

However, the ghost said again: "Go and hit the next one."

Ping Shisheng thought he could leave, but he didn't expect it to say something like this.

It should be difficult for Ping Shisheng not to agree, so he nodded in agreement.

The two of them left Qingci's house and went to another house, where they found this man, who was also sleeping on the bed.

The ghost ordered Ping Shisheng to hit the man with a mallet, but Ping Shisheng could only do as he said.

This person, like Kiyoji, groaned in pain.

Slowly, Shisheng also noticed: Isn't this the kind of "ape-crying disease"?

It is a disease that has just become popular recently.

It turns out that if you hit a person with a small mallet in your hand, that person will suffer from ape-crying disease...

Could it be that the so-called simian disease is like this?Ping Shisheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't ask anything, and the ghost didn't say anything.

After knocking for an hour, he knocked on the next one.

At dawn, the sky turned white, and the ghost said, "Okay, that's it, you don't need to knock."

Hirashi Sheng also stopped the gavel in his hand.

"Can I go?" Ping Shisheng asked it.

Been knocking all night.

"You can go, but I will go to see you at night." said the ghost.

Hearing this, Ping Shisheng felt very sad: "Can you let me go?"

"You have to keep working," said the ghost.

"Go back, I will come to you at night, you can do whatever you want during the day," said the ghost.

Then, the ghost went out. Seeing this, Ping Shisheng also followed it. When they reached the main road, the ghost gradually disappeared, and Ping Shisheng could no longer see its trace.

The gavel was still in Ping Shisheng's arms, Ping Shisheng sighed and prepared to go home.

However, when he got home, he was surprised to find that none of his family could see him, nor could he hear him speak.

He yelled at his family, but none of them responded.

Ping Shisheng felt very broken, no matter what method he used, his family could not see him, nor could he hear his voice.

"What's going on?" Ping Shisheng said sadly.

"What kind of spell did that ghost cast on me? Haven't it been undone yet?" Ping Shisheng lowered his head, his whole body was infested with sadness.

"Why didn't you untie it? I'm already back..." He said disappointedly, with a very sad expression on his face.

Ping Shimori wanted to touch his family with his hand, but his hand passed through the other person's body.

The opponent's body seemed to be a void, and Ping Shisheng's hand could not touch the opponent, and when he touched it, it seemed to touch a piece of air and pass through.

……

Slowly, the night fell, and the dozen or so ghosts came to Ping Shisheng's house last night, and took him away from his house.

They did the same thing as last night.

These ghosts, go separately.

In the morning, the ghosts left and Ping Shisheng was free.

But, at night, it's the same again.

Others still couldn't see Ping Shisheng, and they couldn't hear Ping Shisheng's voice no matter it was day or night.

Several days passed, these days, Ping Shisheng didn't eat anything, but his body was not thin, he didn't feel sleepy or hungry.

(End of this chapter)