There's A Beauty

Super brain powers are similar to supernatural physiques. If you concentrate your mental power on your eyes, you can see things that don't exist in the real world.Ordinary soul bodies are relatively weak in energy and cannot show their original shape, but Li Gui is a super-energy body, so as long as Youshu distinguishes carefully, you can still see the appearance of debt collector ghosts.The opponent is not strong enough now, and the so-called entity is just a blurry figure, which looks dry and thin, very wretched.He still seemed unwilling to give up this body, and often flew up and down around Youshu, yelling, "Give me back my body! This skin should be mine!" .

Youshu felt that her skin was very cold, but she had nothing to do with him, she could only pretend that she didn't see or hear anything.The mist on the debt collector's body became thicker and clearer day by day, and the facial features became clearer day by day. In contrast, some people in Yushui Village began to experience symptoms such as dizziness, poor energy, and thin body.

Youshu knew that they were also entangled by debt collectors, and because they didn't have the mental power to protect their bodies, they were sucked away from their yang energy. If they continued, they might die.Youshu couldn't save them, in fact, he couldn't even save himself.The ghost was growing, but his mental power was stagnant. No matter how much he meditated, he couldn't improve quickly. Maybe in a few years, this ghost would kill him.

So he distributed the maltose made by Song's mother to the children in the village, and asked them to spread the news about the ghosts nearby.He did it very skillfully. When the adults asked, they didn't know why the rumors started.Whether there are ghosts in the village or not, the people around don't know, but the few unlucky people who were haunted by ghosts were startled, and then suddenly realized.

Not long after, several families jointly funded and invited a "profound" mage, who walked from the beginning of the village to the end of the village with a compass, pointing here and clicking there, causing a commotion.When they passed by their house, Youshu was pinching a piece of malt candy and licking it intently.He saw the ghost following behind the mage, inserting its long tongue into the mage's cap, as if sucking something.

Youshu's anticipation was instantly shattered.This sorcerer is obviously a liar, and he doesn't even notice the ghosts approaching him, so how can he catch ghosts?However, he pretended to be serious on the surface, and danced with a mahogany sword for half an hour, and then sprayed a mouthful of wine on the candlestick, igniting a huge flame, which attracted repeated applause from the villagers.

Youshu stood at the outermost edge of the crowd. After licking the maltose, she took out a candied fruit from her pocket, put it in her mouth and slowly sucked the sweet juice, shaking her head while walking away.That night, someone found the mage's body in the vegetable field at the east end of the village. His clothes were stained with alcohol, and he seemed to have fallen to his death while drunk.

Song's mother and Bai Shao whispered together, saying that the master died in a wicked way.Youshu pulled away from her meditation, her brows were tightly frowned, and her expression was very serious.Although the debt collector ghost had resentment before, it was not strong. Now that he has been killed, will his resentment mutate?You must know that ghosts, like zombies, are divided into levels. Whether they have human life is an important criterion for judging their danger.

Youshu knew that this ghost was becoming more and more dangerous, and she had to find a way to save herself as soon as possible.He never thought about communicating with the other party. Reasoning with a ghost is like begging zombies not to eat people. It is simply wishful thinking.He didn't know yin and yang Taoism, he didn't know how to catch ghosts, and he had nowhere to learn, so he had to pick up Mama Song's Buddhist scriptures and recite them silently all day long.However, he was originally an atheist and had no devotion to the Buddha, so the scriptures he recited became mortal language and had no effect on ghosts.

After going through this for two months, three people died one after another in the village. For a while, people were panicked and rumors were rampant.Youshu didn't dare to go out at this time, because Gain's ghost had completely cultivated into a human form, and was no longer a cloud of erratic mist.He often took advantage of Youshu's unpreparedness and pushed him into the pond, or threw a heavy object placed on a high place on his head.Fortunately, Youshu came from the end of the world, with full survival skills. After falling into the pond, she swam back by herself, and narrowly avoided falling heavy objects. However, she was seriously ill when she returned home, and her high fever persisted for more than ten days.

Mother Song was terrified, and she spent a lot of money to invite a famous doctor from Liangzhou City to treat the young master. She also bought a small ginseng tonic and wiped out all the property to save him.

After recovering from illness, Youshu lost a lot of weight, her cheeks were sunken, her skin was sallow, and she lost all her former spirit, looking like a monkey.He was quieter than before, holding Buddhist scriptures and flipping through them all day long, without speaking or showing any expression, which made Song's mother and Bai Shao anxious.

This day is Sakyamuni's birthday, and Kaiyuan Temple will hold a grand uncloaked meeting. Mother Song and Bai Shao have saved some money for sesame oil, planning to pray for the young master.The three of them came to the temple in a bullock cart, where there were a lot of people and the sun was very strong.Fierce ghosts live by sucking Yang Qi, but that is only for individual people. If the Yang Qi of tens of thousands of people gather together, it will cause great harm to them.

When Li Gui saw the fiery red yang energy rising in the air, he immediately hid in fright.Youshu felt the chill clinging to her back disappear in an instant, and resisted the desire to look back.He grabbed Song Mama's clothes and followed her to the front hall.Mother Song had already made preparations to pay homage to hundreds of Buddha statues in the temple and pray for the young master, worried that she would tire him, so she asked Bai Shao to take him out to play.

Bai Shao pulled Youshu out of the main hall and saw a lottery fortune-telling booth next to her. She felt itchy for a while, so she took out a copper coin and bought a bunch of candied haws for the young master, and asked him to stand aside to wait, and then bought another one. Lucky bag, ran to the linden tree in the outer courtyard to hang.

Youshu stood in the open space outside the hall, licking the candied haws with no expression on her face. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her back. She turned her head to look, but saw a group of children from Yushui Village standing not far away, holding Snowball slammed at himself, laughing and laughing as he slammed, "Fool, come here, come and chase us."

You Shu lived to be 15 years old in her previous life, and she had an extremely quiet personality. How could she play with a group of little kids?He turned back and continued to lick the candied haws expressionlessly.A group of children refused to give up, deliberately squeezed the snow ball as hard as a rock, and threw it at him one by one.Youshu couldn't dodge the snowballs that were as dense as raindrops, so she had to run around and scan her surroundings to see if there was any place to hide.

Surrounded by flat land and no shelter, Youshu wanted to run into the hall, but saw several children standing at the door, blocking the way, with malicious smiles on their faces.There is a high wall to the south, and there is no retreat. There is only a big bamboo basket in the corner, and I don't know who left it.Youshu had no choice but to run over, turn over the big bamboo basket, and hold herself.Snowballs like raindrops hit the bamboo basket with a crackling sound, and fine snowdrops got in through the gaps and splashed on his face, making him shiver with cold.

Seeing that Youshu was just avoiding and not resisting, a group of children felt the pleasure of bullying more and more. After smashing the snowball, they picked up wooden sticks and planned to lift the bamboo basket to beat Youshu.Youshu squatted in the bamboo basket, licking the candied haws expressionlessly. People who have experienced the end of the world deeply understand a truth, no matter how critical the situation is, they should not throw away food when fleeing for their lives.So Youshu ran around the open space, holding the candied haws tightly in her hand.

Under the eaves of the Daxiong Palace, a [-]-year-old boy was watching the farce with squinted eyes.He stood tall, with his belt in the wind, his still immature facial features faintly revealed a peerless posture, and his noble aura made people dare not look at him closely.Two strong attendants guarded the left and right, looking alert.

"Master, do you want to drive them away?" One of them asked in a low voice.

"No, it's quite interesting." The young man waved his hand, "This is the way of the world. It's nothing more than relying on the rich and bullying the humble, and bullying the weak. Even a three-year-old child is not exempt."

"Master, then go down and save the child?" Another person stepped forward.

"I can't die, what can I save?" The boy's tone was cold and his expression was very indifferent.

Not far away, a group of children were about to throw up the bamboo baskets and beat them violently with sticks, when Youshu suddenly stood up with the bamboo baskets on top, quickly grabbed one of the children's wooden sticks, and hit him hard on the legs.The man fell to the ground in response, hugging his legs and crying, and the others rushed to help, but Youshu was like a little turtle, carrying a bamboo basket on his back and knocking, knocking down all the children in a few strokes.Although his soul is 15 years old, his body is only five years old, younger than these children.These kids can surround him, why can't he fight back?

Youshu beat a group of brats until they cried for their parents, then walked up to the leading kid, grabbed a few handfuls of snow, and poured them into his clothes.The boy screamed miserably, and while screaming, he desperately pulled out the snow.Youshu picked up the candied haws that had fallen on the snow, blew on them, and then walked away with no expression on her face.Walking to a place where no one was around, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and then the back of his head was held down by a big hand, and he was pressed hard into the thick snow that had not been cleaned in time.

The snowball blocked her mouth and nose, making it difficult for Youshu to breathe.The brain began to show symptoms of hypoxia, and the consciousness gradually became blurred.He vaguely heard a malicious voice whispering in his ear, "My name has already been printed on the life and death book of King Yama, but you took my body and made me a lonely ghost! Since you took my body , so I have to collect debts for me, and now the 40 taels of silver have been spent, you can die!" After saying that, he pressed Youshu harder and harder into the snow layer.

Youshu struggled desperately, but to no avail. Seeing that she was about to die, the ghost suddenly said in horror, "Purple dragon aura? How can there be someone with purple dragon aura here?"

The big hand on the back of the head disappeared in an instant, and Youshu quickly turned over and sat up, gasping for breath, her small face turning into a liver-colored one.At the same time, a pair of black soap boots approached step by step and stood three meters in front of him.

"Why did you bury yourself in the snowdrift?" The visitor stood with his hands behind his back, his sharp sword eyebrows raised slightly, showing a bit of curiosity.