Daoist ghosts willfully enforce the law

Without waiting for the ghosts to react, Wei Shiming sat up while maintaining the posture of pinching the opponent's wrist, and shook off the frost covered with the quilt casually: "Parents who are affected by the body, hair and skin, have you heard of it?"

All the ghosts reacted suddenly, and burst into the door with a sharp cry. The other fingernail of the ghost who was pinched by the wrist swelled like a sharp knife and slashed at Wei Shiming's scalp, he was about to shave his head!

Wei Shiming suddenly increased his strength, grabbed the opponent's wrist and threw the opponent away violently. He raised his hand, holding the silver red-tasseled gun slightly with a lingering yin in his palm, revealing his real body. The silver gun shaft waved like a streamer in the dark night, a Back and forth, he overturned all the ghosts that were pounced on him, and then turned into seductive chains to bind all the souls that wanted to escape. From the beginning to the end, he kept sitting on the bed.

The more they struggled, the tighter the chains became, and all the ghosts knew that they had encountered a hard problem, and immediately began to howl and beg for mercy: "Master, please forgive me, we have never harmed anyone, we just scare them to move away. I really haven't been stained with blood!" More than a dozen ghosts cried together, and the more they howled, the louder and shriller they sounded.

Wei Shiming rubbed his temples, and said angrily, "Shut up, it sounds awful!"

All the ghosts silenced immediately, they didn't dare to fart, one or two were too honest.

Wei Shiming made a rough count, good guy, there are thirteen house ghosts in this unremarkable rented house, the clothes are from the recent era and the old ones, the clothes are tattered and thin, and it seems that there are no sacrifices to satisfy their hunger.

House ghosts are relatively common ghosts, and they usually appear in houses that have not been occupied for a long time. If someone wants to move in at this time, they will do evil—just like what happened today, mess up the room, and The ghost will press the bed and the ghost will shave his head.

No matter how common it is, one or two is enough. These dozen or so are still in a relatively prosperous residential building with a large population, which is very strange.

Wei Shiming looked around and took out the darkest one inside and asked, "Why do you have to shave your head? Didn't you hear me when I said that your parents are affected by your body, hair and skin?"

The little ghost was so frightened that he cried when he was taken out alone: ​​"It's just a ghost who shaves his head. If he can scare people, I'll do it. That's the most efficient way to drive people away."

Wei Shiming sneered: "Nonsense, you must be jealous of my handsomeness!"

Kid: "...Yes yes yes, I'm jealous of the master's handsomeness, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I' jealous of the old man, I'm jealous of the Elder Master."

Seeing that he pleaded guilty, Wei Shiming was very satisfied and threw him back into the group of ghosts, snapped his fingers, and within three seconds, he heard the sound of chains being dragged in the shade, and they kept approaching, finally revealing a suit of ancient clothes. The servant of the robe: "What is the general's order?"

Wei Shiming has a fierce reputation, and the whole hell knows that he is not to be messed with. Since he was a general before, everyone respectfully calls him a general.

"You're welcome, little brother." Wei Shiming exchanged a few greetings with a smile, and then said: "There are thirteen house ghosts in this place, and some of them have become old ghosts for a long time, and some are new ghosts who just passed away. Didn't register to seduce the soul, but let them continue to make trouble?"

The ghost guard raised his head slightly, and his pale face didn't look much better than a ghost. He flipped out the booklet after a rough count and looked at it: "They didn't die here, and there is no record in my book of life and death. Take them back and wait for Lord Chenghuang to make a decision."

"It's up to you." Wei Shiming added: "Remember to ask Chenghuang to tell Hades that I caught it, and remember to share merit points with me."

Ghost messenger: "...Yes."

After agreeing, the ghost messenger flicked his sleeves and was about to take away all the house ghosts, but suddenly his wrist was pinched again.The ghost officer froze for a moment, as if he had been stuck with a body talisman and couldn't move for a moment, his voice trembled a little: "General, general?"

Wei Shiming smiled: "Wait, let them clean the living room for me before leaving."

Ghost: "..."

All the ghosts: "..."

In order to scare people before, the house ghost made a mess in the living room, the black and gray footprints were particularly obvious, and things appeared in other places in a mess. How happy the house ghost was before, now it is so sad.

I have to clean up even if I cry myself to death.

After the house was restored to its original cleanliness, Wei Shiming was finally satisfied, and gave the ghost messenger some paper money and ingots as errand expenses, and sent the ghost messenger away with the ghost.

The whimpering of a dozen ghosts disappeared in the room, and it suddenly became quiet.Wei Shiming yawned, closed the curtains and prepared to continue sleeping.Suddenly, he paused, looked closely and found that the flower bed he passed by every day turned out to be in the shape of a gossip.

"Bagua array..." Wei Shiming rubbed his chin. Could it be that things are more complicated than he imagined?What is this gossip formation for suppressing?A place that can produce more than a dozen house ghosts is really not a good place.

Not a good place = lots of dirty things = lots of ghosts = lots of merit points.

This is actually a good thing for Wei Shiming, who is short of life expectancy, and might fall headlong into the Palace of Hades due to a power outage that day.He needs to collect ghosts, all kinds of ghosts, a lot of ghosts to ensure his life!

After a good night's dream, Wei Shiming went out to eat in good spirits the next day, and greeted the guard uncle as usual: "Good morning, uncle."

The guard looked at him a few more times: "Morning."

Wei Shiming guessed that he was wondering why he was in such good spirits. As he was thinking, Wei Shiming took out a blue leather book from his pocket while walking. It was the size of a normal book, stitched with gold thread, and three characters written in gilt regular script—— Book of life and death.

I opened it and looked, and sure enough, 83 merit points were newly approved last night. Although house ghosts are common and not worth much, ghosts are different from new ghosts and old ghosts. The 83 merit points are already a blessing from the king of hell.

On the first day he came to Yangjian, his life span of two and a half months was solved. Wei Shiming was in a good mood instantly, and spent another day outside.

A week later, the look in the uncle's eyes became more and more strange, and finally he couldn't help asking: "Has nothing happened at your house?"

Wei Shiming was passing by with a packaged KFC at the time. Hearing this, he waved the other hand that was still holding the cone, and said indifferently, "It's a small matter, it's been resolved."

The guard's eyes suddenly became awed: "Could it be that you are a celestial master?"

Wei Shiming took a bite of his cone and began to make up random things: "No, I just... learned a few tricks from the people in my hometown." He also couldn't tell others, hey, by coincidence, I'm a ghost messenger, which group of ghosts? Bad luck!

The guard nodded, not knowing what he had imagined, and quickly accepted the answer: "So that's how it is."

Wei Shiming: "Ang."

"Then have you ever learned Feng Shui? Can you show me the facial features of the eight-character prime minister?"

"No, I can only catch...cough, I just know a few tricks." Wei Shiming almost confessed that he was catching ghosts, and quickly ate a dessert to suppress his shock: "I have to go home for dinner, uncle will talk another time. "

"Hey, good."

Just as Wei Shiming left, the guard was looking at his back and said, "You can't be judged by your appearance."The intermediary staff came on the back foot.

It's been more than a week, and house 107 has not responded at all. Usually, even if the tenant is really scared away, he should call and complain, or ask him angrily. How come he hasn't even received a call yet?

The intermediary staff felt that the other party might be jealous of ghosts and gods, and they didn't want to talk about anything, so they moved out quietly, so they took a look at the situation, originally thought that 107 would become vacant again, and the tenant would leave feeling unlucky.As a result, as soon as he got off the car, he saw the other party entering the community swaggeringly, and had a good chat with the guard, there was no haze at all!

The intermediary employee is a bit complicated. Is it possible that this lucky guy has never encountered anything?

He also counted on the house to make money and deposit money on rent. If this person doesn't leave...

Thinking about it, the agent went to the doorman: "Uncle Wu, was that the tenant of 107 just now?"

The guard responded, "Ah, yes."

"It seems to be in good spirits. I should be very satisfied with the house. Then I can rest assured. After all, the rent-out rate of this house is too high, and it was assigned to me again." The intermediary staff chatted, but their eyes were slightly cold: "I don't know what happened to those tenants before. I hope they will settle down this time."

"I didn't dare to say it before, but this one should be able to stay for a long time." The guard smiled, and casually said: "This is all personal luck, you can't force it."

"Yeah, I'm so lucky... I'll try my luck with the koi when I catch up." The agent smiled, chatted a few more words, turned and left.

The doorman glanced at him, but said nothing.Continue to slump in his rocking chair for the elderly.

In the middle of the night, a well-wrapped black figure entered the community over the wall. He took out the key and entered the corridor familiarly.After lingering at the door of 107 for a long time, I finally opened the door with a key and walked in quietly.

The room is quiet, there are no tables and chairs that are said to move at night, and there is nothing strange about it.I don't know if the previous tenants lied, or the current tenants just got lucky.But it doesn't matter, these can be artificially manufactured.

He stepped lightly on the floor, placed a small stereo in a hidden corner, and then pressed the switch—a burst of laughter and laughter suddenly spread, children's playfulness, adults' scolding, and The collision of bowls and chopsticks, it seems that the family is having a lively meal.

But no matter how lively it sounds and how crowded it sounds, it’s only scary to have this kind of sound at night, especially in my own room, where I’m obviously the only one. Wouldn’t it be more weird to have this kind of sound suddenly appear?

He laughed silently, quite complacently, there was no sound in the bedroom until now, maybe he was too frightened to come out.

The author has something to say: Little Angel Reed, you are really enough hahahaha.

Ghost shaving is the sudden loss of a small piece of hair, the kind that exposes the scalp. It is said that it will not grow well afterwards, and it needs to be smeared with rooster blood... How can our ghost messenger want to have a bare scalp hahahaha.

Well, all the information is my Baidu information or private settings, just take a look, little angels, don't take it seriously.