After time travel, I got rich by catching ghosts and selling talismans

After eating a lot of delicacies in the Shanghai market, Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan rested overnight in the hotel officially arranged by the Shanghai market. Early the next morning, Xiao Zhao came over and knocked on their door to pick them up. The area where Wei's ghost house is located.

The car stopped far away beside a slightly desolate road, a row of cement roadblocks lay across there, and the yellow cordon hanging on it fluttered up and down with the wind blowing from nowhere, the green weeds grew deep and secluded. Cold and menacing.

Xiao Zhao, who was driving, swallowed his saliva looking at the desolate and deep scenery, turned his head and said to Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan who were sitting in the back seat of the car: "Cough...Master Wu, Director Cen, 200 meters ahead is Wei's ghost house gone."

Wu Xuan nodded slightly at him, raised his head and glanced out the car window.

It’s autumn now, and they passed by the most prosperous places in the Shanghai market along the way, and they rarely saw a bit of green. Now at a glance, the deep grass color penetrates into the sky, and it still looks a bit green fresh feeling.

But if such a fresh green grass is dyed with black and red thick colors, it will not look very beautiful.

From the perspective of Wu Xuan and Shi Yuan, this piece of luxuriant grass is swaying with the wind, like a deep red and black sea of ​​blood drifting with the waves, even the air breathed in the nasal cavity seems to be carrying A smell of blood.

Shi Yuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he grasped Wu Xuan's wrist reflexively.

Grandmaster Wuxuan, who was seriously thinking about the key to the problem: "..."

He moved his wrist lightly, noticing that Cen Yuan didn't intend to let go of his hand, he pursed his lips, and let him go with the broken jar.

... Once a stranger and second acquaintance, just pretend that your hands are not yours.

The silent and strange atmosphere between the two of them obviously affected the driver Xiao Zhao who was driving. He touched the back of his head uncomfortably, lowered his head, not daring to look back, and yelled: "Master Wu... ...?"

Grandmaster Wuxuan's expression turned cold immediately, and he replied in a very calm and indifferent tone: "...um."

"Let's go and have a look first."

Hearing his voice, Xiao Zhao felt relieved at first, then noticed the meaning of his words, and immediately became nervous again.

Although he knew for a long time that he was going to visit the Wei family's ghost house, but he knew it. He was born in Shanghai and heard the rumors about the Wei family's ghost house. Now, he has seen so many things happening around the Wei family's ghost house. Strange thing, let him in at first glance, I still feel a little apprehensive in my heart.

Before he could pluck up the courage to "be righteous", Master Wu's voice sounded in his ears again: "You stay here."

Grandmaster Wuxuan gently let go of the driver Xiao Zhao who was already pale with fright before getting out of the car, calmly withdrew his hand, opened the door and got out of the car.

Cen Yuan's hands suddenly became empty, and he lightly squeezed his fingers together, and then quickly pushed open the car door on his side, following the temperature touched by his fingertips.

Driver Xiao Zhao was sitting in the car, watching two young men who were equally tall and handsome, but with very different auras, walking side by side towards the Wei family's haunted house that countless people feared. I feel that they will be able to solve the problem of this haunted house completely.

...Even if he was actually sent here to stop them.

Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan walked slowly for about 300 minutes during the short 10-[-] meters, during which neither Cen Yuan nor Wu Xuan spoke.Occasionally, the pace stops, the clothes on the shoulders rub against each other, and there is a slight warmth on the skin that does not belong to him.

Wu Xuan was slightly absent-minded.From the time he came to this world to the present, based on the time here, only half a year has passed, which is not worth mentioning in his long life.But in such a period of time that passed in the blink of an eye for him, he seemed to have gotten used to the feeling of Cen Yuan by his side, as if the days of being alone for thousands of years had passed for a long time .

Is this... really good?

He has a vast mana that shakes the heavens and the earth, and is a well-known arrogance in the cultivation world. He has been a god of pure heart since the beginning of his practice. He has never been like this, and he feels that the road ahead is foggy and foggy, and he doesn't know what choice to make.

Is it to cut off the fate, or...

The aura on Wu Xuan's body was getting colder, Cen Yuan paused as if feeling something, then turned his head, his eyes were fixed on Wu Xuan's exquisite side face as cold as jade, his deep and indifferent voice was hard to detect, but it was as deep as the sea Gentleness: "Ah Xuan?"

Wu Xuan came back to his senses suddenly, looked at Wei's ghost house in front of him, lowered his eyelashes, and responded with a low and deep voice.When the sound fell, it was as if some kind of imprisonment had been released from his body. His mind was clear, his spirit was flying, he was more agile than before, and he was more... different from ordinary people.

Like a Jiutian Baxian who accidentally strayed into this place.

Master Wuxuan, who was so famous in the cultivation world, was stunned.

He actually... broke through?

The momentary understanding of the mind, the barrier of the Tribulation Period that has been stuck for Wu Xuan for 300 years, and finally let him inexplicably pass through the thunder, just broke down like this without incident?

Wu Xuan couldn't believe it, but the vast true essence circulating in his body, the cheerfully jumping Nascent Soul in his dantian, and the sense of repulsion coming from the faint squeeze between heaven and earth... all told him that he was indeed breaking through to It's time for the catastrophe.

Wu Xuan: "..."

This is a bit too casual.

But if he wanted to think that way, this immortal who was full of immortality did not hesitate in his actions. For the first time, he took the initiative to hold Cen Yuan's hand, his expression was still cold: "Go, let's go in."

Cen Yuan held Wu Xuan's hand one step faster than his brain. He looked at Wu Xuan's reddish ear tips, and there was a broken light flickering at the bottom of his dark and deep eyes, which became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't restrain himself. Joy flowed out, and a smile appeared on his face: "Okay."

When he looked at Wu Xuan just now, he always had the illusion that this person was about to become a fairy and go away. Now that the fairy took the initiative to put his hand in his, how could he let go easily?

Now Wu Xuan let alone let him enter this so-called Wei family's ghost house, even if he was asked to carry the plane alone, Director Cen would probably agree without hesitation.

But...it's better not to carry it.

If you have that time, you might as well continue to practice hard.At the very least, I can keep up with that person's footsteps faster, and faster.

Don't leave him waiting too long by himself.

Cen Yuan's eyes darkened slightly, he held Wu Xuan's hand tightly without hesitation, and followed Wu Xuan into the barren and dark Wei's haunted house with green bricks and black tiles.

This ghost house of the Wei family, which is kept secret by many ordinary people and people in metaphysical circles, is actually just a relatively well-preserved brick and wood building in the late Qing Dynasty from its appearance.

Pile after pile of dark green moss climbed from the base of the cyan wall bricks, and unknown wild artemisia grew on the gray-black roof tiles, and the color was verdant.

Wu Xuan glanced lightly, and the two tightly closed ebony doors suddenly opened slowly from the inside, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers wafting from nowhere.

Cen Yuan took a step forward, and walked into the mansion together with Wu Xuan.

It was obviously a scorching afternoon in autumn, and the bright sunlight shone into the grassy courtyard, but it did not bring any warmth.The cold air hit the bodies of Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan. Master Wu Xuan glanced lightly at the streams of yin energy winding in, and tapped a few runes at random. The spiritual light overflowed, and the spiritual energy diffused In an instant, the Yin Qi in the entire courtyard was expelled completely.When the sun shines again, what I feel is the unique dryness and heat of autumn.

Wu Xuan naturally took Cen Yuan's hand, and walked towards the inner courtyard without stopping.

After dozens of hundreds of years of wind and rain, the exposed wooden beams in the hall seem to have decayed. A few dark brown hemp ropes hung lightly on the thick beams, and several sharp laughter came from all directions.

"Hee... hee hee..." The sharp female voice kept echoing in my ears, and Grandmaster Wu Xuan, who had restrained his whole body, stood in the dusty hall and frowned slightly.

Dirty, too dirty.

Why are the ghosts living here so unhygienic?Anyway, it was the house I lived in for so long, the table was not wiped or swept, and the chairs were all crooked and full of cobwebs, it was a typical example of mess, okay?

It's outrageous, it's simply outrageous.Master Wuxuan, who made little paper figurines and caught monkeys for cleaning, was very dissatisfied with the environment here, and even disliked the ghosts living here.

The back of the female ghost who was climbing on the beam and crying was cold, and she always felt as if she was being watched by some terrible existence.

Shouldn't it?The two little fair faces below look more than a little bit good-looking, but when you smell the breath on their bodies, they are two ordinary people. That's right. It's probably students from some school who heard some rumors and pretended to "break superstition" "Come here and die."

The female ghost stayed in the mansion for several decades, and was enshrined by the yin energy of the mansion. She had already advanced to become a fierce ghost. Seeing Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan standing in the hall, her face was still clearly showing her respect for her. Disgusted by aesthetics, he immediately became angry, opened his mouth, and let out a strong ghostly breath with a "ha".

The ghost qi is as thick as blood, and it is colder and more sinister than the yin qi. Whenever the flesh and blood get on it, it will corrode the skin and muscles little by little, leaving only clean bones.

The female ghost half-floated on the beam, covering her mouth and laughing "chi chi chi chi". On the cold white neck, the swollen and purple bruises were very conspicuous.

Grandmaster Wuxuan glanced up casually, his brows slightly moved, and then calmly took out... an environmental protection cloth bag from his pocket.

Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility. Master Wuxuan's magic weapon for catching ghosts has also been upgraded from a plastic bag to an environmentally friendly cloth bag that can be recycled more times.

Director Cen Yuan silently looked at the big four words of sow feed printed on the bag: "..."

He just glanced silently and secretly. Who knew that Grandmaster Wuxuan was extremely sensitive, so he turned his head and caught his retracted glance in an instant, pursed his thin lips, and ruthlessly stuffed the "sow feed" into the In his hand: "You come."

Director Cen: "..."

The author has something to say: Tomorrow, I will test CET-[-] and CET-[-], and I will update it the day after tomorrow, and it will end this month