Tianshi Museum

Zheng Liang stretched out his hand, and was about to take the talisman that Xia Zha handed him, when suddenly another hand came in and strangled Zheng Liang's wrist.

Zheng Liang looked and found that it was Shen Gun who stopped him.

He wondered: "Master?"

Seeing that Zheng Liang didn't move, Shen Gun immediately flicked his hand away with inner strength, and turned to look at Xia Zha with a serious expression.

"You mean, you finally figured out how to draw the successful talisman by yourself, and you want to give it to these two guys?"

It was the first time he saw Xia Zha draw a successful talisman.

But his small employee's talisman painting was successful, and he had never seen it before, so he wanted to give it to these two people.

While Zheng Liang was trembling, he cursed in his heart: They are not guys, no, he means they are guys, but not that kind of guys.

Xia Zha nodded.

"No." Shen Gong said firmly.

Xia Zha was puzzled: "Why?"

For the zombies that condense Yin Qi, they are not very proficient in the techniques of the celestial masters, and the rare success of these elementary transfer charms is far less effective than the ones drawn by Shen Gun.The effect is not good, and it probably won't sell for a good price, so it's just right to add to the head.

Shen Gun looked at Zheng Liang and the others with fierce eyes, and said as a matter of course: "You are my employee, if you want to make something for the first time, give it to me." Xia Zha: "...I can't draw well."

Shen Gun took the talismans and looked around: "It's pretty good, the strokes are sharp, and the sharpness is strong."

Xia Zha was helpless: "Thank you for the compliment."

But what you look at in talismans is not how the calligraphy is when you draw the talisman, but the condensation and direction of the aura.

As soon as Xia Zha had this idea, he heard Shen Gun praise again: "The aura is solid, the veins are perfect, top-grade."

"..."

Facing Shen Gon, Xia Zha was silent for the first time, because he deserved it.

Seeing that Xia Zha didn't speak, Shen Gun thought he was shy, and thought that the book was right. It is very necessary to praise employees more and build their self-confidence and aggressiveness.What's more, the writing of this word is really good, it is worthy of him to be able to share the same position with him.

Zheng Liang said, "The talisman?"

"Tsk." Shen Gun put away the talismans drawn by Xia Zha and put them in his pocket, so as to save others from worrying about them, and then promised impatiently, "I'll give you some high-level ones another day."

"Eh? That's a good relationship, thank you, master!" Zheng Liang and Zhang Liming looked at each other and smiled happily.

Whoring makes people happy.

It's double the happiness to get whoring from Shen Gun's hands for nothing.

Yang Yutao, who had just arrived, was at a loss: "What are you doing?"

I called him over and said some inexplicable words, and then left them alone, not knowing what they were talking about.Tens of millions are still spent. Of course they can afford tens of millions. Is the money the problem?Obviously not, is a reasonable reason.

Besides, it was agreed that because I was worried about him, I would let the "Qigong master" I found somewhere to show him?

"Oh yes, you're here!" Zhang Liming patted his head, "I saw something good, but turned around and forgot about it."

"Didn't I come?" Yang Yutao punched him twice, "Not only have I come, I've been standing here for a long time."

"Haha, you're late, I've contracted all the good things." Zheng Liang raised his eyebrows, "But those who see it will have a share, and I will give you one or two to enjoy yourself when you go back."

"What good stuff?"

Yang Yutao glanced at the things on the glass cabinet, lost in thought... Is that what he thought?

"The talisman and the magic weapon of the town house to exorcise evil spirits!"

"...Sure enough." Yang Yutao asked the two people, "Brother, have you entered into a pyramid scheme, and it's fine if you believe in celestial masters and ghosts, and you spend huge sums of money to buy props."

Zhang Liming was not ashamed, and even held his head high, stood beside Yang Yutao, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Xiao Yang, don't believe it, just now your Brother Zhang and I sneered at things like gods and ghosts just like you. But guess what? The world is still different from what you thought."

"By the way, it just so happens that we have also negotiated a price, let the master help you to see if you have also hit a ghost."

With that said, Zhang Liming turned to Xia Zha and Shen Gun: "He is the Yang Yutao we mentioned, Master, can you help me to see if he has any problems?"

Hearing this, Yang Yutao said, "Of course I'm fine."

"Then what did you tell me about the supernatural event you encountered?" Zheng Liang frowned, "You're kidding me?"

"Brother Zheng, I'm sorry," Yang Yutao said sincerely with an apologetic face, "I saw you talking in the group at that time, and thought you were deliberately joking. Seeing that everyone didn't cooperate, I agreed with you. .Who knew... who knew Brother Zheng took it seriously."

Yang Yutao confessed his deception, and Zheng Liang was really angry: "It's really because I really encountered a ghost."

"This, that... that doesn't mean I have a problem." Yang Yutao hesitated a bit when he spoke, but he still insisted that there was nothing wrong with him.

Shen Gun asked back: "Are you sure."

Yang Yutao said firmly, "Of course I'm fine."

"No, you have."

Shen Gun took out a copper plate, put it on his fingertips and turned it, his eyes were deep and inexplicable, and he said to Yang Yutao in a deep voice: "You lied."

Shen Dagon's eyes are deep and mysterious, giving people a sense of oppression and fear of being seen through.For some reason, under his gaze, Yang Yutao was agitated. He felt his hairs stand on end and his whole body felt cold. He said in panic, "You, what do you mean..."

"Do you still need me to teach you what it means to lie? In this case, I will only say it once, you remember, 'lying' is interpreted as 'intentionally speaking untrue words'."

Yang Yutao's cold sweat ran down his forehead: "What did I say, you say I'm lying?"

"You said you were lying twice - first, you had a ghost encounter, and in a short period of time, you witnessed and experienced supernatural events; second, you didn't encounter a ghost four days ago."

It sounded like a tongue twister, Zhang Liming and Zheng Liang were already confused: "What... does this mean?"

"When you were playing the game four days ago, you didn't bump into a ghost at all." Shen Gun looked at him meaningfully, "Or, it wasn't a ghost summoned by psychic."

As soon as these words came out, Zheng Liang thought about it for a while, and felt terrified when he thought about it carefully.

Doesn't this mean that it is true that Yang Yutao's encounter with a ghost is true, and it is also true that he said that he encountered a supernatural event four days ago.Instead, he suddenly regretted it now, saying that he was just joking four days ago.

Why did he do this?

The deep meaning is interesting.

Xia Zha was thoughtful, and continued Shen Gun's unfinished words: "You have a dead energy in your body, which has just been condensed for a short time. It must be haunting you. The ghosts failed to condense into entities, and only existed in the form of 'resentment'. This is also the reason why you saw the weird incident. If I'm not wrong, you recently killed someone indirectly?"

As soon as Xia Zha finished speaking, Zhang Liming couldn't help but yelled out in horror: "Fuck, it's so big?!"

Zheng Liang looked serious: "Yutao, what's the matter?"

"This... No, I don't have one." Yang Yutao turned his back, avoiding looking at Shen Gong and Xia Zha, and repeated it again with self-affirmation, "Don't talk about things that don't exist."

"Are we talking, God knows, you know, 'it' knows."

Who is "it", there is no need for the three half-knowledgeable people in front of him to ask, Xia Zha "invited" him out with actions.

He pinched a few times in the void with his fingers with clear bones, and a black mist visible to the naked eye poured out from Yang Yutao's limbs and bones.The thin black mist condensed into a ball, and from time to time, it gathered into a liquid-like object, floating on Xia Zha's open palm.

There is no talent in the field of celestial masters, but Xia Zha, as a zombie, has an inherent advantage in the control and use of resentful ghosts.

As for the demons and monsters, Shen Dang made them fearful and wiped out; while Xia Zha made them submit and take them for his own use.

After the black mist full of despair and pain peeled off, Yang Yutao felt his whole body lighten up, and the sense of powerlessness that had haunted him for many days was swept away.

Zheng Liang on the side pointed at the cloud of black mist and turned pale in shock: "What is this?"

"'It' is called Ghost Stalking."