Purifier

At 6:30 in the morning, Mo Ling, who had suffered from insomnia for many days due to economic pressure, stood on the balcony and looked up at the first clouds in the sky that were dyed orange by the morning light.

A non-textured Taobao brand tie was blown wildly by the wind, and a "high imitation" Playboy belt was tied around his waist. The hot-selling slim shirt of the same style as Lee XX from Korea showed his lean and capable, but no matter how you look at it, he still A bit like an insurance salesman, although there is a fresh and refined feeling between his brows.

However, he has a job that is daunting to ordinary people - a spiritual master.Mo Ling has always felt that such a pleasant name was chosen to conform to the formalism with Chinese characteristics. In the West it is called the Exorcist, in the folk it is called the God Stick, and in a more vulgar way it is called the Squat on the Overpass.

Don't think how majestic it is to do this job, does it mean that to slay demons and demons, you have to hold a Zanpakuto, wear a deadly costume, pull like Kurosaki Ichigo, and have an invincible immortal plug-in?I've read too many Japanese comics!

Of course, everyone who drives a BMW has a father who drives a Mercedes-Benz, but a ghost hunter does not necessarily have a father Zhong Kui.Einstein's IQ is 250, who said his father has to be named Wu Bai?Mo Ling knew very well that his family had been little transparent for generations, not descendants of some celestial masters, it was just a genetic mutation that happened to him.

Therefore, he has long since turned from idealism to realism. The so-called spiritual master is just that you happen to be very talented, you can see ghosts, and you have some small abilities. You can use this specialty to do some freelance work to avoid graduation. Can't find a job.Purification masters are also ordinary people, they still pay their housing and car loans, their personal income tax is a lot, and they have to tighten their pockets when prices rise.

Forget it, love one line and do one line, the teacher said, the best in every line, work regardless of high or low, all serve the people.Therefore, Mo Ling has always been a dedicated spiritual master. Although the business is not good recently, the necessary rituals must be done properly.

When the first ray of sunlight was about to break through the clouds, he closed his eyes, with a dignified expression, and stretched out his hands, palms up, like a pilgrim who worshiped the rising sun in ancient Egypt. A bit of abstinence.

Gradually, some small blue and red light balls appeared in the transparent air, converging towards his left and right hands respectively.These small balls of light are called spirit particles, and they usually linger around people with spiritual power. The greater the spiritual power, the greater the density of spirit particles that a person can gather.

As the spirits revolve around each other, the light becomes stronger and stronger.Finally, in a flash of inspiration, two silver-gray guns appeared in his hand.Each gun body is engraved with a flashing spiral shape, the left hand is blue, and the right is red.

"Baby, let you come out and absorb the spiritual energy, the first ray of sunshine in the morning is very touching!"

Mo Ling kissed two handfuls of his beloved, and then spread them out in the palm of his hand, letting them wash and sunbathe.A few strands of golden light cut through the clouds in the sky, shot straight at where Mourning was, and converted into blue light and red light, respectively condensing on the two guns.

The originally cold firearm seems to be full of vitality at this time, greedily absorbing the sunlight like absorbing the source of life, the spiral shape on the body of the firearm is flashing with agile light, but the blue light is slightly dimmer than the red light.

A moment later, Mo Ling approached his eyes with the gun engraved with the blue spiral shape, rubbed the handle of the gun with his thumb lightly, a look of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and said, "Lan Ying, you won't be in the sun today. , anyway, your master has been away for so long, and he didn't come back to care about you."

After finishing speaking, the gun turned into a ball of blue spirit particles, which penetrated into Mo Ling's palm.

A few minutes later, he withdrew his right hand, brought the other gun close to his lips and kissed it, wiped the surface with his sleeve, and said, "You're the most obedient, just kiss your son."

These two guns are the weapons of Jingling. They are named "Red Eagle" and "Blue Eagle".

At first, the functions of the two guns had no specific boundaries.It was only after Mo Ling, the owner of "Red Eagle", chose to focus on offense to practice skills, and then the owner of "Blue Eagle" decided to focus on defense. Those who like to charge and attack usually have a partner who blocks bullets.

Of course, this happened a long time ago, and the owner of "Blue Eagle" has long since broken up with such a dead-end job as a spiritual master.

After finishing the daily "dharma rituals", Mo Ling consciously changed the role of the spirit master into a nanny for high school students, and went to the kitchen to start making breakfast.

"Hot milk to supplement calcium, fried eggs to supplement protein, whole wheat bread to supplement dietary fiber, you will not die of hunger, Mr. Mu!"

While complaining and working hard, Mo Ling's painful day has just begun.God knows when such a hard life will come to an end? !

Just at the beginning of last month, when he was helping a pregnant woman who was about to give birth to expel the magic fetus, he was sprayed with amniotic fluid, and he had bad luck since then.Up to now, I haven't received business for almost a whole month, and the original regular customers have disappeared, and the amulets have been discounted by 5% and still haven't sold a few.Originally, relying on the relationship with Director Lu of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, he helped the bureau solve some outstanding cases and shared bonuses.However, recently the world is peaceful, the beautiful society is harmonious, and the people live a happy and healthy life. Therefore, this business has no hope.

Mo Ling's life became more and more difficult. Every time he saw Wang Mazi, who was pretending to be a blind fortune teller on the overpass, counting a stack of hundred-yuan bills, his teeth itch with jealousy.I really shouldn't have accepted that business in a moment of resignation. Amniotic fluid with evil spirits is extremely filthy. If you encounter it, you will be in bad luck!

He just has nothing to do every day. Except for shopping, cooking, and washing clothes, his hands of punishing evil and eliminating rape have not done anything meaningful for a long time. Alas, if he continues to be a housewife like this, he is a pure soul. The teacher is about to be abolished. Is the famous name of the first life just buried in the firewood, rice, oil and salt?

After finishing breakfast in a depressed mood, he came to the bedroom and knocked on the door, and deliberately shouted in a mechanical voice without any emotion: "Mr. Mu, get up and eat."

After completing these routine tasks, he came to the living room to turn on the TV, and drank morning tea while watching the morning news. Sometimes he felt that he had entered the aging process ahead of time. Not only did he not run as fast as before when chasing ghosts, but even his living habits Also approaching like an old man.

sky!I'm only 25 years old!

After an exclamation, the walnuts on the coffee table attracted his attention.

Of course, this is not for him to eat, only minors need these brain supplements.However, Mo Ling always felt that since he worked so hard every day, eating his two walnuts was nothing.

He picked the biggest one at a glance.Full of confidence in his palm strength, instead of holding a walnut cracker, he put a walnut in the palm of his left hand, raised his right fist high, and smashed it hard!

"what!"

He retracted his hand in pain, and saw that the palm of his hand was red, but the walnut was intact.

He frowned angrily, waved his right hand in front of his eyes, and suddenly "Red Eagle" was held in his hand.

"Hehe~"

He smiled wickedly, put the walnuts on the coffee table, and aimed his gun.When he was ready to go, he saw the walnut shaking left and right twice, and a childish voice came: "Master, please hold your hand high! I will die if you shoot this shot!"

Huh?Walnuts can also talk?

Mo Ling has been working as a spirit purifier for almost 7 years. He has never seen any ghosts and snakes. Today is the first time he has heard the voice of a creature other than animals.

"Little Walnut, you also have a spirit?" Mo Ling withdrew his gun.

The walnut continued to shake and said: "Master, in fact, plants also have spirituality. I am the fruit of a plant, so I naturally have a spirit. You can eat me if you want, but don't purify my spirit."

"Eating it, isn't it also a death?" Mo Ling was puzzled.

"No," Little Walnut continued: "If I eat it, I will enter reincarnation. If I am hit by your aura, I will be out of my wits. In the words of your modern people, it is——dead so that there is not even a dregs left! Woo woo woo woo..."

Mo Ling naturally knows that his gun is an entity transformed from spiritual power after hard training. It can hit the soul of the opponent at a high speed with the spirit particles in his body, and the person with the stronger spiritual power can release it The more lethal the spiritual seeds are.When using it, you only need to shoot it at the heart of the evil spirit, and if it is light, it will return to its original shape, and if it is heavy, it will be wiped out.The weapons used to purify spirits can only be used to deal with evil spirits.It's okay to hit ordinary humans, but ordinary souls can't stand the impact.

"Little walnuts don't cry," Mo Ling carefully picked up the walnuts, stroked the bumpy skin, and said, "Brother Mo Ling won't eat you, let you live longer, be good."

"Thank you, master, for not killing me!" Little Walnut shook back and forth, as if kneeling down.

Molling put the walnut back in its place, relegating it to its siblings.Then he took out a small book with "Purification Master Handbook" printed on the cover, and scribbled down a sentence, "Everything in the world has a spirit, so don't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Ah...good morning, second senior brother!" A fair little boy in a high school uniform stretched out of the bedroom, his face still flushed with the blush of a dream.

"Humph!"

Mo Ling snorted, went to the kitchen, took out breakfast and laid it out - a glass of milk, a fried egg, a piece of whole wheat bread, and a bottle of "Calcium Plus Zinc", which was still the blue bottle.And he himself was gnawing on a steamed bun, with an extremely sad expression on his face.

The boy didn't sit down to eat breakfast, but went to the living room first, took out a pair of pliers from under the coffee table, picked up a walnut, and wiped it!

"Mu Jue! What are you doing! You killed my little walnut!" Mo Ling rushed over, trying to save the life, but it was too late, the walnut had been broken into several pieces, and the bones were not complete.

"What's wrong, Second Senior Brother?" Mu Jue ate walnuts disapprovingly, blinking his big eyes at the stiff Master Mo.

Seeing that the walnut that was still talking to him just now became food in the mouth of humans in an instant, Mo Ling gnawed a mouthful of steamed buns and glared at the high school student on the sofa.

"Master, thank you today, Little Walnut is gone!"

Childish voices sounded in the room, but only Mo Ling heard it. Because of his young age and insufficient spiritual power, Mu Jue didn't hear anything, so he continued to pick up a walnut, ready to strike.

"Stop!" Mo Ling finally couldn't bear it and walked over to stop him: "Eating walnuts in the morning can't digest it, so let's have breakfast first. Your father bought calcium and zinc for you, and told you to supplement calcium. Go!"

Mu Jue was at a loss, and stared at him so that his whole body trembled, so he put down the walnuts, obediently ran to the small dining room connected to the living room, and ate a sumptuous breakfast.

Looking at the pile of walnuts, Mo Ling sighed in a low voice, alas, little walnuts, have a good journey, Master will miss you.

"Second Senior Brother, why do you eat steamed buns every morning?" Mu Jue was enjoying the food, the edges of his lips were stained white by the milk, and bread crumbs were still sticking to the corners of his mouth, looking up at the poor Mo Ling.

Mo Ling sat on the sofa, stared at the TV, drank a sip of tea and ate a mouthful of steamed buns, and said, "I'll give you all the good things, and I only have a poor life for the rest of my life. Also, don't call me Second Senior Brother from now on!"

"Why? You are my second senior brother, my eternal second senior brother, I am the most brave and invincible..."

"Shut up!" Mo Ling cursed in a low voice, without the slightest sense of anger, but those who were used to it felt extremely gentle.

He finished nibbling the steamed bun in his hand, took a sip of water, and said, "Second senior brother, second senior brother... your father is only one apprentice! I am the only spiritual master! I will be called Brother Mo Ling in the future! How dare you call me second brother ...I, I won't make you breakfast."

Mu Jue knew that what he said just now touched the sad past that this person didn't want to mention.Although he is still a student and doesn't know much about the private life of adult men, he has "cohabited" with Mo Ling for so long, and he has already figured out every expression on his face.He drank the rest of the milk and didn't speak any more to provoke the awkward-looking man.

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There was an advertisement playing on the TV, Mo Ling had a weird smile on his mouth, secretly staring at Mu Jue from the corner of his eyes, resting his chin on his left hand, smiling lightly and nodding slightly, with a conspiratorial look on his face.

Seeing that Mu Jue was already wiping his mouth after eating and drinking, Mo Lingcai stood up and walked over, took the bowl into the kitchen to clean it, and hummed, "I can't hurt~ I really can't hurt~ I miss you I miss you so much..." The mood seemed to be much better than before.

Mu Jue, on the other hand, was sorting out his image in the bathroom, rubbing the skin care products his father bought for him recently on his fair face, and looking at the face of an adolescent student in the mirror, he didn't have a single pimple. The product is too good, but it is too dark after being in contact with too many resentful spirits.

After nursing, Mu Jue sat on the sofa with her schoolbag and waited.

After Mo Ling washed the dishes and wiped the counter clean, he came out and saw Mu Jue who was leisurely and contented. drive~~"

Mu Jue panicked and hurried out the door.With the key in his hand, Mo Ling followed briskly.