Quickly wear the salted fish and don’t lie flat

The old couple looked at each other and nodded.

They wanted to see what kind of medicine this master of pretense was selling in his gourd!

Sang Ye also stepped forward and tapped their foreheads.

He said to several people: "You only have half an hour. If you have anything to say, just hurry up and say it. When I step out of this room, you can see the person you want to see."

After saying that, he walked to the door and turned the door handle.

Wang Ju said anxiously: "Master, do you want to leave?"

Sang Ye gave him a reassuring smile and said, "I won't leave. I'll wait for you outside the door."

Wang Ju felt relieved, Sang Ye opened the door and walked out.

Inside the door, it instantly became extremely gloomy.

The hearts of several people were lifted up instantly, but when they saw that familiar figure, there was no trace of fear in their hearts.

Sang Ye stood in the stairwell, looking through the window at the lively crowd outside, listening to the faint sad cries coming from the house, and felt mixed emotions in her heart.

The time we get together is always short, half an hour flies by. Sang Ye looks at the time on his phone, listens to the sudden wailing in the house, and sighs.

The old lady floated to Sang Ye, wiping her tears and said: "Master, thank you."

Thinking of the fact that reincarnation is broken and the old lady cannot be reincarnated, Sang Ye said softly: "People and ghosts have different paths, so it is better not to stay with the children all the time. Over time, it will have an impact on them to some extent." "

A trace of confusion flashed in the old lady's eyes, and she murmured: "Then where should I go?"

Sang Ye thought for a while, looked at her and said: "The underworld is not peaceful now. You are a weak soul and can easily be swallowed by those evil ghosts. If you don't mind, I will help you find a shelter! You can stay there with peace of mind." When the time comes, you can be reincarnated."

The old lady said gratefully: "Thank you, master, thank you, master."

At this time, the door was opened.

Wang Ju stood at the door, looked at the mulberry leaves by the window, and whispered: "Master."

Sang Ye walked back to the house, looked at the people in the house and said, "Since my wish has been fulfilled, it's time for me to leave."

As for the old lady's life and death, the son naturally knows what to do, and there is no need for an outsider like her to interfere.

Wang Ju immediately took out a bank card from his pocket, handed it to Sang Ye respectfully and said, "This is the master's hard work fee."

Sang Ye took it and put it in his pocket, nodded to them, turned around and left.

When I got to the intersection, I called a taxi and found the nearest orphanage. After looking at the environment of the orphanage and the living conditions of the children, I handed my bank card to the director of the orphanage.

After leaving the orphanage, Sang Ye walked to the path on foot, avoiding all the cameras, took out the four underworld treasures she had obtained, put the backpack into the space, grabbed the old lady's arm, and instantly Disappear in place.

Sang Ye took out the soul-destroying stick and knocked on the old ghost's tombstone and shouted: "Old ghost, old ghost, we have a guest."

Soon, Lao Gui and Qing Lan appeared in front of Sang Ye.

Qinglan saw Sang Ye pouting and said, "Why are you here again?"

Sang Ye pulled the old lady behind him and said, "I found a companion for you. How is it? Are you surprised?"

Qinglan frowned and looked at the old lady who was obviously a new soul, and muttered: "What's the surprise? Nothing good will happen when I meet you!"

Sang Ye didn't care whether she was happy or not, he pushed the old lady towards her and said to the somewhat at a loss old lady: "This is Qinglan, she's a little awkward when speaking, but she's kind-hearted. Just follow me." She, please don’t go out casually.”

Then he said to Qinglan: "The old lady has been kind all her life, and I can't bear the end of her being eaten by ghosts. Please be more tolerant of her!"

"I have something to ask the old ghost. You should take her back first!"

Qinglan snorted coldly, pulled the old lady's arm, and said angrily: "I know, follow me, you won't die anyway!"

After saying that, the two ghosts disappeared.

Sang Ye looked at the old ghost and said, "I have acquired four things recently, and their origins are very extraordinary. Can you help me?"

With that said, he took out the soul-enchanting flag from his back and handed it to the old ghost.

But the old ghost's expression changed drastically, he took a few steps back in a hurry, looked at Mulberry Ye in fear, and said tremblingly: "You...what are you doing? This...this It's something that will kill me."

Sang Ye looked at her, smiled softly, and approached her step by step.

"How could that be? You have been an old ghost for who knows how many years. How could it be possible that a mere soul-enchanting banner could hurt you?"

The old ghost almost wanted to cry. He kept stepping back and begging for mercy: "What exactly do you want to do? Just tell me. As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."

Only then did Sang Ye stop, tied the soul-enchanting flag to his back again, and said with a smile: "Tell me everything you know, and don't hide anything, otherwise..."

As he spoke, he raised the soul-inducing bell on his wrist.

The old ghost looked at the little bell on her wrist in fear and nodded quickly.

Sang Ye sat down on her grave, looked at the frightened old ghost, and said very politely: "Sit down! Let's sit down and talk! Today! Tell me everything you know."

The old ghost carefully sat across from her and said carefully, "I don't know, what do you want to know?"

Sang Ye played with the soul-inducing bell in his hand and said casually: "I will listen to whatever you say."

The old ghost thought for a while and started with his ancestor.

"Our ancestors are alchemists. Among them, there is an ancestor with outstanding talent. She calculated that the descendants of future generations will experience a catastrophe, the Yin and Yang realms will be in chaos, and the world here is facing collapse."

The old ghost paused when he said this, looked at Sang Ye carefully and said: "Only those with great merit and virtue come to help, can we avoid the catastrophe."

Sang Ye narrowed his eyes, pointed at himself and said, "I'm the unlucky guy, right?"

The old ghost swallowed hard and said: "You are a person of great merit, a favorite of heaven, and a child of luck. How can you be an unlucky ghost?"

After saying that, he smiled flatteringly at Sang Ye.

Sang Ye sneered: "Then I will give you this son of fate, are you willing?"

The old ghost said sarcastically: "You are joking, you are joking."

Sang Ye stared at the old ghost for a long time. Cold sweat broke out on the old ghost's forehead, and then he said expressionlessly: "Continue!"

The old ghost's face froze and he said weakly: "Continue with what?"

Sang Ye said coldly: "Tell me how I, the unlucky guy, can become the savior of this world!"

The old ghost moved back calmly and considered: "My ancestors only calculated this hexagram briefly, the others..."

Before she could finish speaking, the soul-destroying rod in Sang Ye's hand was pressed against her chest.