Maoshan ghost hunter

Ye Shaoyang lowered his head, looked at his eyes full of tears and anticipation, softened his heart, and said, "I'll just go for a walk, but I don't guarantee whether it will be successful or not."

The pony nodded again and again, holding his hand unwilling to let go.

Lao Guo sighed secretly, and glared at Ye Shaoyang, implying that I knew you would be like this.

"I can't do it here, so I'll go back now. You can look at the corpse here. The temperature can be lowered a bit. When I come up, I will come to you."

"I will go with you."

"Forget it, you can guard the corpse here. In case of a power outage or something, it will be very troublesome."

Ye Shaoyang made excuses indiscriminately, of course he can't take him there this time. If he talks nonsense when he sees Mr. Cui, or if he really sees Wang Ping's soul and forces him to bring him to the world, he will be in big trouble. .

Xiao Ma had no choice but to agree to come down, and chased him all the way to the door, urging him to go back quickly.

"For this kind of thing, how do you go to Mr. Cui Fu?"

On the way back, Lao Guo kept blaming Ye Shaoyang for not agreeing. "Although I really want to help him, Wang Ping is dead. He is sad and irrational now. He will get better after a while."

"Let's just go once, it's to make him give up completely." Ye Shaoyang sighed.

"Can he give up?"

"If Wang Ping is really dead, he should...will give up."

Lao Guo didn't say anything anymore, and drove him back to the rented house. Ye Shaoyang called Rui Lengyu, told the news of Wang Ping's death, and that he was about to escape.

Rui Lengyu agreed to everything he heard, and had nothing to say, saying that she was outside and told him to be careful when he was in trouble.

"Boss, are you going out of your way?" Cheng Zi leaned forward and asked.She heard the news of Wang Ping's death, but she didn't feel anything because she had almost no contact with him. She just felt sad for the pony.

Ye Shaoyang responded and set up the altar with Lao Guo.

"Boss, I want to go down too..." Cheng Zi asked timidly, "I haven't been to the underworld yet, so I want to take a look."

She is a demon, and she also drank Mengpo soup before reincarnation, and forgot what the underworld looks like. After she was born, she practiced in the human world, so she had never seen the underworld.

"It's okay to take you down, but you must be obedient and don't cause trouble." Ye Shaoyang couldn't bear her wish.

Cheng Zi nodded repeatedly, "I'll follow the boss closely, and I won't go anywhere!"

Lao Guo took out seven red candles from his backpack, placed them on the ground in the shape of the Big Dipper, filled a plastic basin with water, took out a small porcelain bottle, uncorked the bottle, and immediately the room smelled of urine. .

"It stinks..." Cheng Zi covered her nose.

Ye Shaoyang knew that it contained dog urine and pig urine, two of the smelliest and filthiest liquids in the world, which are necessary for ordinary mages to escape:

Sprinkle it in the water basin, melt it with alum, and then go to the shade, in case you encounter something that can't be dealt with, such as a ghost, you only need to use the wisp of soul left in the body to control the body and put your head into the water basin Here, after taking a sip, the soul power can be transmitted to the underworld immediately, breaking the opponent's dharma body, and returning to the underworld in an instant.

Ye Shaoyang looked at it and waved his hands and said: "This time we will open the gate and take the Yellow Spring Avenue, so we don't need this thing.

Old Guo was taken aback, and said, "You want the soul to go down directly?"

"If you want to see Lord Cui, you can only see him in your soul."

"Okay, I'll go with you, just go down to pick some herbs." Lao Guo looked at Ye Shaoyang inquiringly, and said, "Shall I come?"

"It doesn't matter who comes, you come."

Lao Guo cut his right middle finger, dripped two drops of blood in the basin, and lit seven candles.

Holding the frightening bell in his left hand and a thick roll of paper money in his right, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "The pardon of the Three Qings, the patriarch shelters the shade, and Maoshan disciples Guo Jin and Ye Shaoyang are... for killing demons." Spirit, go from the yin to the dark to go to the infinite, there is a law for everything, the sky and the earth are clear, and the urgency is like a law!"

With a wave of his hand, he threw out a magic talisman, which spontaneously ignited without fire.

Before the talisman was burnt out, Lao Guo raised the mahogany sword, pierced through the talisman, and pressed it into the copper basin in front of him.

When the magic talisman entered the water, he immediately sneered, got up, and calmed down after a while. Lao Guo's body suddenly softened, and his head also lowered. A vague figure walked out of his body. It was Lao Guo. The soul waved at Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang instructed Chengzi to pierce her middle finger, drop a few drops of blood in the water, and then help her do it, forcing her soul out of her body.

Then there is myself.

Ye Shaoyang turned his head and said to Guagua, who had been standing beside him all the time: "Someone must protect the law, you should not go down, just stay here."

"Don't worry, boss!" Guagua knew that they were going to deal with business, so he didn't bother, and sat down in front of Cheng Zi Lao Guo's body.

Ye Shaoyang himself sat down, and after performing the technique, his soul left his body, and together with Lao Guo and Cheng Zi, they entered a basin of clear water.

After floating in the void for several minutes, the three of them felt their bodies sink and fell to the ground.

Cheng Zi looked up curiously, and there was a wilderness around him.

"Yin... where is it?"

"Just follow me, it's ahead." Ye Shaoyang led the way, because it is a soul, it can float in the air.

Floating forward for a while, I came onto a dirt road, and there were rows of tall trees growing on both sides, the leaves of the trees were shining brightly, and there was a faint light, but I couldn't tell what kind of tree it was.

Ye Shaoyang took the orange and flew slowly. From time to time, a huge archway appeared in the middle of the road ahead, the whole body was black, and on the tall door, three seal characters were written: Ghost Gate Pass.

The road behind the ghost gate was filled with a thin layer of mist.

"Is this the ghost gate?" Orange, who came to Huangquan for the first time, asked timidly, looking at the imposing ghost gate and the stern atmosphere behind the road.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, "Passing the gate of ghosts, you will be in the realm of the underworld, let's go."

Flying over the ghost gate, two fierce-looking yakshas appeared immediately, raised the spears in their hands, and crossed to block the way.

"The Avenue of the Underworld, don't trespass!"

Chapter 968 No Inn on Huangquan Road 2

Ye Shaoyang didn't say much, took out the Celestial Master card and showed it to the other party, cupped his hands and said: "You two poor masters have worked hard."

The two Yashas glanced at the lavender air flowing from the Celestial Master's card, knowing that they couldn't fake it, nodded, lifted a lantern from behind, blew a breath, and the lantern immediately lit up with a bright green light, and handed it to Ye Shaoyang.

"The ghost road is difficult to travel, the Celestial Master is careful."

"I'm sorry, you two servants." Ye Shaoyang took the lantern, threw out a stack of paper money from above, and carried it on the road.The ghost lantern is similar to the underworld pass, without this, it is equivalent to a lonely ghost.

Lao Guo followed and said, "You can do it. If I come by myself, these two yakshas will have to ask me for ten knives in paper money."

Passing through a thin layer of mist, some green lights appeared in the distance ahead. When they flew closer, they saw that they were ghost lanterns, which were held in the hands of some ghost messengers. Each of them was dragging a chain, and several people were tied up in each hand. hands, as few as three or five, as many as seven or eight.

They are all dressed like ordinary people, some are dressed as farmers, some are dressed in suits and leather shoes, some are old and some are young, generally speaking, there are more old people.

These are the souls of the dead who have just been escorted from the world by ghost messengers.