All the people in the small Taoist temple are not human

As an atheist, facing this situation, Cheng Xinghai was surprised and quickly recovered.

The 21st century is the century of science, how could there be ghosts?

"Don't be afraid, it may be a bad connection of the circuit." He comforted Yuan Ji.

Yuan Ji: "...Turn on the light."

Cheng Xinghai was about to get out of bed to turn on the light, when there was a "click", the desk lamp was switched on.

The strange thing was that after the lights were turned on this time, the child who had opened the door for Cheng Xinghai was standing by the table.

Sensing that both Cheng Xinghai and Yuan Ji were looking at him, the child slowly moved his small pale hand away from the lamp switch, and stood there helplessly.

Cheng Xinghai was startled: "When did you come?"

The child stole a glance at him and didn't speak, as if he was a little shy.

Yuan Ji said coldly: "He is always there."

Cheng Xinghai saw that the Tang suit on the child was still dry, and thought he had been hiding in the house earlier, and was even more surprised: "The house is only so big, where are you hiding?"

The child pointed to the box on the window sill containing the spiritual tablet and the posthumous photos, and said in a blunt but immature voice, "Here."

That black wooden box definitely couldn't hold a child, Cheng Xinghai said gently: "Tell me the truth, brother, I don't blame you. Where are you hiding?"

Although the house was messy and full of things, Cheng Xinghai was sure there was no place to hide.If the child finds out, it means that there is a hidden danger in the house. He lives alone, so it is best to get rid of the hidden danger.

Unexpectedly, the child saw Cheng Xinghai's disbelief, and felt very aggrieved: "Really. I... I'll show you." After speaking, he turned into a wisp of extremely faint black mist, and slipped into the black wooden box on the windowsill.

Cheng Xinghai: "???"

Cheng Xinghai: "!!!"

"Am I not mistaken?!" He asked Yuanji in shock.

Yuan Ji: "No."

Cheng Xinghai looked at the black wooden box not far away in disbelief, and secretly pinched himself.

It hurts, not a dream.

Cheng Xinghai felt that his view of the world was on the verge of being broken: "He... this... is this some new technology? Or is he an alien?"

Yuan Ji: "He is a ghost."

The muffled sound of the little ghost came out of the box: "Yeah, I'm a ghost."

Cheng Xinghai: "..."

Thank you, the world view is broken into pieces.

There are still ghosts in the Taoist temple, no wonder the Anning Temple is in such a state of ruin.

Cheng Xinghai clutched his beating heart, and tried hard to make himself aware of the fact: "Your name is Hao Shuai?"

"Hmm." The black wooden box shook up and down on the windowsill, like a child nodding.

Cheng Xinghai recalled Hao Shuai's pale dead face and bluish-white marks on his body when they first met, they really didn't look like a living person.

"What do you want?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

A very faint black mist floated on the black wooden box, recondensing Hao Shuai's entity.He whispered, "It's dangerous here, hurry up."

Cheng Xinghai pointed to the violent storm outside: "Don't you think it's more dangerous outside?"

Hao Shuai showed hesitation: "But if you don't leave, you will be eaten."

As soon as the words were finished, the temperature in the room became a little cooler. Amidst the sound of wind and rain, there were three knocks on the door, followed by a childish voice: "Brother, can I come in?"

Why is there another child?

It's almost a daycare for him.

Cheng Xinghai got up and wanted to check, but Hao Shuai quickly stopped him: "You can't let him in."

"Brother, it's raining heavily outside, let me go in and take shelter from the rain." The childish voice said again, sounding extremely pitiful.

"He is the ghost king who eats people!" Hao Shuai said anxiously.

Cheng Xinghai was surprised: "The ghost king is quite polite."

Yuan Ji silently looked at the camphor wood box in the corner, which was full of Xuanmen classics collected by An Ning Guan. He took out a book from it and handed it to Cheng Xinghai. It is difficult for ordinary ghosts to enter without the permission of the owner of the house."

Cheng Xinghai was surprised: "How can you still read?"

Yuan Ji: "...um."

Cheng Xinghai read the introduction of the book at a glance, and asked Hao Shuai suspiciously: "Then how can you come in?"

"My spiritual seat is here, which is equivalent to being a part of this family." Hao Shuai was still a little puzzled as he said.The Temple of Peace has been abandoned for many years, and the god of the house has long since left, so how can he stop the ghost king?

Cheng Xinghai didn't think about it that much, knowing that he was safe staying in the house, he felt a little relieved.

But Hao Shuai didn't know if he could believe what he said, so Cheng Xinghai went to the window to check the situation outside.

The flashlight shined through, and there was indeed a four or five-year-old child standing outside the house, completely soaked, knocking on the door pitifully.

Sensing the light, he turned his head, ran to Cheng Xinghai in three steps at a time, and begged pitifully through the window pane: "Wuuuuuuuuu, brother, please let me in. I'm so cold, so cold. "

Cheng Xinghai glanced at his feet, and silently took a step back.

There is no shadow outside, it is a ghost.

Thinking of this, he turned around and took a photo of Hao Shuai with his flashlight, but there was no shadow either.

Yuan Ji was conscious of what he was observing, and quickly made a gesture with his little hands hidden in his pajamas, and a shadow immediately appeared under his feet.

He was faster than Cheng Xinghai, and the latter didn't notice anything unusual, so he was relieved, thinking that it's a good thing everyone except himself is inhuman.

Seeing Cheng Xinghai ignoring him, the ghost outside the house became even more anxious: "Brother, open the door, I'm so cold. Just take shelter from the rain, and I'll leave when the rain stops."

These words were like a code word, the torrential rain gradually became smaller, and the clouds cleared and the rain stopped in the blink of an eye, revealing the bright white moonlight.

Cheng Xinghai expressionless: "The rain has stopped, let's go."

The ghost outside the house: "..."

wipe!

God is against him!

Unwilling, he shouted even more aggrieved: "Why is brother so ruthless? I'm here to join this family, not to tear it apart."

Cheng Xinghai: "...You are a ghost, you still have so many scenes?"

The child outside the house cried loudly: "I am not a ghost, I am a living person!"

Cheng Xinghai pulled up the light and motioned him to look at his feet: "Where's the shadow?"

The child looked down at his lonely foot, was silent for a moment, and realized that he couldn't be deceived anymore. His eyes, which had been looking pitifully at him, turned scarlet, fangs and claws grew out, and he let out a cold and strange laugh: "Jie Jie Jie... ..."

His figure swelled rapidly, and finally turned into a burly adult man.Wearing an ancient costume, a short jacket, and a tiger leather jacket, he looked like a robber who blocked the road in ancient times.

His pale, penetrating fingers slapped fiercely on the window glass, and he commanded Cheng Xinghai fiercely: "If you don't want to die, let me in, or I'll kill you!"

Cheng Xinghai suspected that this ghost was out of his mind: "If I don't let go, you won't be able to get in, so how can you kill me?"

The male ghost fell silent, and the scene was awkward and weird for a moment.

"Leave quickly, you are not welcome at my house, don't come here again." Cheng Xinghai issued an order to evict guests.

The male ghost stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "You can only be safe if you have this house, what if I destroy this house?"

Cheng Xinghai's expression changed drastically: "How dare you!"

The male ghost sneered and retreated into the courtyard.Countless black air gushed out of him, attracting four blurred figures in the darkness. They moved the stone tables and benches in the courtyard and wanted to smash towards the house.

This is the only room in Anning Temple that is not leaking. If it is smashed, Cheng Xinghai will have to sleep in the open.

He rushed out and wanted to beat them up violently: "Stop! Put the things back in place for me!"

I saw the bodies of the five ghosts who had raised the stone benches and tables in the yard were no longer under their own control. They held the stone benches and turned around, and actually put the things back in place.

An invisible force was controlling them, they couldn't resist it, and at the same time they were frightened, they even wished to help Cheng Xinghai clean the stone bench and table, so that he wouldn't be more angry.

Hey, this ghost is so undignified.

Cheng Xinghai walked out of the room in a hurry, he was relieved to see the things returned to their original places.

At the same time, the power pressing on the five ghosts also disappeared.

The leading male ghost in tiger skin showed a smile, and took the opportunity to stretch out his sharp claws and head straight for Xinghai.

Seeing this, the other four ghosts immediately followed and rushed towards Cheng Xinghai as well.

Yuan Ji frowned, and was about to make a move when Cheng Xinghai kicked him up.

The male ghost fell to the ground with a scream, and the heart that had just been kicked by Cheng Xinghai became much more transparent.

Before the sharp five claws of the other four ghosts touched Cheng Xinghai, they were knocked to the ground one by one by his fist.

It wasn't until then that they realized that the power just now came from Cheng Xinghai, but it was difficult to detect because it was integrated with the heaven and earth.

The four ghosts knew they were invincible, so they turned around and tried to escape.

Yuan Ji, who was standing at the door, had a flash of red in his eyes, and another invisible force pressed on them, making them unable to move.

The leading male ghost covered his translucent heart, and looked at Cheng Xinghai in horror: "Who the hell are you?"

"Successor of socialism." Cheng Xinghai stepped on the male ghost's chest and stared at him with disgust, "What the hell are you? Do you know that tigers are protected animals? How dare you wear tiger skins?"

The male ghost insisted on the last dignity and shouted: "I am the ghost king of Anning Mountain! This tiger skin was hunted when I was alive! It is an honor!"

"If you kill an animal under national first-class protection, you will be sentenced to death in prison," Cheng Xinghai said.

Hao Shuai timidly hid behind the door and whispered compensation: "He still eats people."

"Then you have to be shot." Cheng Xinghai had just learned some basic knowledge of metaphysics from the book Yuan Ji gave him. Seeing that this male ghost was full of resentment, he was completely different from a clean kid like Hao Shuai, so he knew that this guy must be Many people were harmed.

Keeping it is also a disaster, so it's better to just physically transcend it.

The male ghost tried to resist, but found himself unable to move, and was horrified.

He has been lurking in the mountains for many years, and even a Taoist priest with profound cultivation can't do anything about him. The person in front of him obviously looks like an ordinary person. Why can he be defenseless without using spells?

The weight on his back continued to increase, as if the whole world was pressing on him, and the male ghost hurriedly begged for mercy: "Prince Daoist, please forgive me! It's the little one who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so he bumped into the Taoist priest. I promise I won't dare in the future. God has a good life." Zhide, please let me go."

Cheng Xinghai: "When you were eating people, did you think about the virtue of living?"

The male ghost was wronged: "I'm not in heaven."

"Then I will do justice for the sky today." Cheng Xinghai exerted force on his feet, using this as the center of the circle, and the male ghost's body gradually became transparent.

The power of heaven and earth swayed, and the male ghost quickly disappeared, leaving only a black bead the size of a fingernail on the ground.The beads are not very round, and the surface is uneven, like pearls that have been eliminated from the store.

Similar to online games, rewards will be returned after defeating monsters.

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