Huang Quan's companion

Mass Burial Mounds suffered such an indiscriminate disaster, the number of wandering ghosts decreased, and the remaining vitality was seriously injured.Shi Tianning took Wan Niang to practice at Yang Jinshu's house, and asked him to borrow two magic tools that could restore his cultivation. Yang Jinshu wanted to find the old Liu who had never been seen, but Hetang was taken aback by Min Yuejun , was coveted by the group of ghosts again, and the soul that had just been cultivated began to wander again, so he had to take the little guy back to the grave where the two were buried together to recuperate.It was their original destination, and it was a rare place to recuperate.

The tomb remains the same, but the bones in the coffin have changed.Yang Jinshu's body was still full of bones, while He Tang's body had been buried less than half a year ago. His face, body, and limbs had already rotted. His originally delicate features were now shriveled and twisted. It's worth fighting for.

Yang Jinshu sighed, thinking that if He Tang opened his eyes and saw this scene, he would be scared to death.But this place is really suitable for cultivation, he can only try to keep He Tang in a coma for as long as possible, so as not to see this horrible scene.

He was afraid of He Tang's fear, so he hugged the little guy's soul to rest in his bones.

Because the two already had a marriage agreement, part of his cultivation could be transferred to He Tang, and the two ghosts were placed in the same place, which would not cause the place to become cloudy.After a few days, He Tang finally came back to his senses. Yang Jinshu was afraid that he would be frightened when he saw the rotting corpse, so he hurriedly led him out of the grave and floated towards his house.

Unexpectedly, when they floated to the door, they found that Min Yuejun, who had been thrown on the ground by them, had disappeared.

Yang Jinshu came home and saw his old neighbor playing mahjong in the yard.Wan Niang and Shi Tianning are still back to normal, bickering while playing, although the magic stick seems to have no energy, the hand of the card is very slippery.Lao Liu, who hadn't seen him for many days, also occupied a table, fumbling his cards earnestly.

"Uncle Liu, you're here." Yang Jinshu stepped forward and asked, "Where did you go a few days ago?"

"Accompanying the errand to handle the case, just came back." Old Liu looked at his cards and complained, "I was dragged to play mahjong when I just entered the door. I haven't had time to go home yet."

Lao Liu's so-called going home is naturally to go back to the mass grave to have a look.

The faces of all the ghosts changed——Min Yuejun started killing at the mass graves back then, the ghosts fought back and knocked down many tombstones. Old Liu's wooden monument that has been exposed to wind and sun for decades is the most vulnerable. It became wood dregs, and Lao Liu was ignorant of all this.How to tell him?

He Tang looked sad: "Uncle Liu..."

"Ok?"

"Why don't you stay here for a few days? It's so lively playing cards together."

"Four people are enough to play cards. You guys are just right. I have to go back to see the customers." Lao Liu said with a smile, "I saved someone by the way when I came back. Give me some cultivation bases, then I can earn it! I have accumulated merits and earned cultivation bases."

All the ghosts: "..."

The magic stick trembled and asked: "Could it be that you saved... that half-dead Taoist priest outside?"

"Eh? You know?" Lao Liu was surprised, "Then why don't you save people? These days, it's not easy to meet a half-dead cultivator, and saving one can accumulate a lot of merit."

Shenzhu covered his face and said in grief and indignation: "You are not afraid that he will wake up and catch you to make alchemy!"

Old Liu was inexplicable: "Can he catch ghosts?"

The magic stick was so angry that he slapped the table: "Uncle! Didn't you see the clear hibiscus crown on his head! That's what ordinary people can wear!"

"What is the hibiscus crown?"

"..." The magic stick was taken aback, "Didn't you see it?"

Old Liu shook his head slowly: "When I rescued him, he was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, with five paw prints on his chest, his hair was loose, and he had only one breath left. He didn't look threatening at all."

The ghosts wondered in their hearts, when they went out ashamed, they didn't move at all, could it be that some little ghost stole Min Yuejun's Shangqing lotus crown while he was unconscious?But that thing is just a decoration, not a magic weapon, who stole it?Just thinking about it, Lao Liu glanced out and said enthusiastically, "Are you awake?"

All the ghosts were shocked, they all turned their heads, only to see a tall young man with disheveled hair standing at the door, it was Min Yuejun who was left at the door by them a few days ago.But now, the black Taoist robe on his body is tattered, his hair is loose, the whisk is gone, and he is a little dazed, looking at this place quietly.

He Tang whispered, "Did you go mad?"

Min Yuejun's prestige was still there, everyone didn't dare to approach easily, and they all kept their mouths shut.

Old Liu stood up and waved to Min Yuejun kindly: "Xiao Daoist, come in, what are you doing standing outside the door?"

Min Yuejun looked up at the haunted house, and slowly took out a talisman paper from his sleeve, shaking his hand, the talisman paper burned to ashes at his fingertips.He squeezed the ashes of the talisman and wiped it horizontally on his forehead before stepping in.

The magic stick scolded in a low voice: "Asshole, you know how to burn yourself an evil spirit talisman before entering the yin house."

He was about to hide as he said that, but unexpectedly Min Yuejun came to him in a flash and looked down at him: "Master."

The magic stick was startled by him, and waved his hand to drive away: "What are you talking about! I can't afford it!"

Seeing his impatient expression, Min Yuejun suddenly reached out to press his belt, and slowly began to untie his pants.

The magic stick was startled: "Little bastard, what are you doing!"

He Tang lay on Yang Jinshu's shoulder with great interest: "Take off your clothes if you disagree with me, you have courage!"

Yang Jinshu raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Let's make more trouble."

Shi Tianning was about to scold someone, but seeing his posture, he was also a little confused, and he pulled Wan Niang to stand aside to watch the fun.

Min Yuejun didn't seem to notice the others, slowly unbuttoned his belt, lifted his skirt, revealing five ferocious and black ghost paw prints on his chest.

The god stick's pupils shrank, and he trembled abruptly.

Min Yuejun's skin is fairer than that of ordinary people, and he has been retreating in Taoist temples all year round, so his skin is even paler and blue.He has a broad chest, firm waist and abdominal muscles, and smooth and delicate skin. It was a pleasing sight, but the beauty was ruined by the five black and purple ghost paw prints drawn diagonally.

Min Yuejun looked at him fixedly, and said slowly: "I don't know how to take medicine."

God stick:"……"

He picked up the belt on the ground and threw it over, and said irritably, "Isn't it embarrassing to show your breasts in public? Put on your clothes!"

Min Yuejun stretched out his arms and looked at him.

Seeing that his pants were about to fall off, the magic stick quickly grabbed them: "Oh, what are you doing?"

The corner of Min Yuejun's mouth twitched into a smile: "You wear it for me."

Magic stick: "...Little bastard."

After scolding people, he reluctantly put his arms around Min Yuejun's waist, closed his clothes roughly, tied his belt in a random knot, raised his head and snorted: "Shameless!"

Min Yuejun smiled slightly, put his hands down slowly, suddenly his face darkened, clasped the wrist of the magic stick and said a formula in a low voice, a golden light flew out from his fingertips, wrapped around the wrist of the magic stick, spun around, and embedded deeply On his wrist, there was a flame-shaped golden mark.

The god stick was furious: "You!"

Min Yuejun said with a sullen face and indifference: "You can't escape now."

Yang Jinshu was surprised: "Gu Ling Jue?"

The ghosts were curious: "What?"

Yang Jinshu explained: "I read from a book that there is a kind of tactic commonly used by ghosts, cultivators, and immortals called Gu Ling Jue, which can hold any spirit body in a short period of time, making it impossible for the opponent to escape. You must follow the person who made the tactic. This tactic has little restraint on ghosts, because ghosts hide quickly and will not be easily approached by other ghosts with ulterior motives, so ghosts have little success on the way, and gradually, it becomes useless. On the contrary, cultivators use it more, It is usually used to capture spirit bodies... If you happen to encounter a spirit body with a stronger skill than them and cannot control it for a while, you can use the Soul Strengthening Art to restrain the opponent first, delay time, and find a way to subdue the spirit body."

Shen stick had never heard of the Gu Ling Jue, and asked after hearing the words: "How long is the short time you are talking about?"

Yang Jinshu: "Generally speaking, the minimum is three days, and the maximum is one year."

Min Yuejun said calmly from the side: "You have this one, ten years."

God stick:"……"

He said angrily: "Min Yuejun, are you sick?! What are you wasting my ten years for? Hanging on your waist as a decoration?"

Min Yuejun sneered, and said mockingly: "I'm not just sick. If I summon some kind of soul thousands of miles away, I should have come here to capture you long ago."

The god stick said angrily: "Why take it back?"

Min Yuejun said viciously: "Alchemy!"

The magic stick turned his face to look at He Tang: "... He Tang, please teach me a dirty word, the one you often say."

He Tang thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "Wow... trough?"

Shen stick nodded, and cursed at Min Yuejun: "Fuck you little bastard, I worked so hard to bring you up, it's fine if you kill me, you won't even let my body go! Take my body It's fine to just feed the dog, but you still want to use my three souls and seven souls to make alchemy! You white-eyed wolf... oh oh..."

Min Yuejun covered his mouth, recited some formula, shrunk him into a small ball and put him on his shoulders, poked his head like teasing a pet, and said, "I'm teasing you!" , how can I be willing to use you to make alchemy, come back with me obediently, and I will fix your soul for you."

The magic stick scolded something again, but the others couldn't hear it at all.

Min Yuejun's eyebrows twitched, and he said coldly: "No."

The magic stick was so angry that he ran to his ear, opened his mouth and bit his neck, but it was a pity that the teeth were not sharp and the mouth was not good, and it was neither painful nor itchy.

Min Yuejun looked at the other ghosts, and said slowly: "Master, I took it away, so I won't disturb you."

He Tang stretched out his hand to stop him: "Hey! Brother! Where do you want to take the magic stick?"

Min Yuejun looked at He Tang, who was a head and a half shorter than himself, and didn't want to say more, but thought that these ghosts and Qing Rong seemed to have a good relationship, so he patiently explained: "His soul has been unstable these years, I will take him Go back to retreat and help him stabilize his soul, otherwise he will be scattered in a short time."

"Following you will make you lose your mind, okay?" He Tang was about to quarrel, but was pulled back by Yang Jinshu, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Yang Jinshu shook his head and said: "The Taoist priest has been restrained by the Shura umbrella all these years, and his soul is indeed unstable."

He Tang stared at him: "But his apprentice is the culprit! Are we going to hand him the magic stick?"

Yang Jinshu said helplessly: "He used the spirit-strengthening formula on the Taoist priest, we can't separate them even if we want to."

He Tang was furious: "The intentions are sinister, treacherous! Black-bellied! Shameless!"

He scolded Min Yuejun repeatedly, and Min Yuejun heard it, but he didn't bother to argue with him.