All the people in the small Taoist temple are not human

Cheng Xinghai picked it up curiously, and felt the cold and biting breath coming from the bead.These chills, which should be unbearable for ordinary people, can't pose a threat to him at all, just like ordinary beads with a slight chill.

This should be the ghost pill mentioned in the classics, just like the demon pill in Liaozhai.

Not knowing what the specific effect of the ghost pill was, Cheng Xinghai put it away first, and turned to look at the other four ghosts lying on the ground in various weird poses.

The four ghosts were terrified, Yuan Ji secretly relaxed the suppression, and they were able to say tremblingly: "Prince Taoist, please forgive us, we were coerced by him, and we don't want to do evil! We have been wronged!"

These ghosts mistook him for a Taoist priest, Cheng Xinghai didn't bother to defend himself, and asked directly: "Have you ever harmed anyone?"

The four ghosts shook their heads together like rattles.

Ghost One: "No, I'm a picky eater."

Ghost [-]: "He has been eating alone, so it's not our turn."

The third ghost: "Yes, yes, we are just helping him arrest people..." As soon as he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the other three ghosts.

The four ghosts looked at Cheng Xinghai very pitifully, and begged for mercy together: "Prince Daoist, please forgive me, we can't help ourselves."

The grievances on these four ghosts are not that heavy, but there are some, which shows that they are not without any karma.

It was Cheng Xinghai's first encounter with a ghost, and he didn't know how to deal with their situation, so he planned to go back and ask the professionals.

"Then lock you up for a while, okay?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

Do the four ghosts think we have a choice?

Cheng Xinghai picked up the empty mineral water bottle on the table, pointed to the mouth of the bottle: "Go in by yourself."

Four ghosts: "..."

Although very reluctant, under the threat of death, they turned into black mist and got into the bottle one by one.

The transparent mineral water bottle was soon dyed black, like a bottle of ink.This thing is not very heavy, but when you hold it, you can feel a different feeling, as if the bottle is alive.

Cheng Xinghai screwed the lid on and found the spell book in the camphor box, which recorded various spell drawing methods, and one of the spells was used to seal ghosts.

When sorting out this box of classics during the day, Cheng Xinghai thought that everything written on it was a lie.Since he had run into a ghost tonight and his world view had collapsed, he also wanted to test whether these things were true or not.

The cinnabar and yellow paper left in the temple were too old to be used anymore. Cheng Xinghai picked up the red marker pen that came with him, thinking that it would be the same color as the cinnabar and make do with it.

The patterns on the spell book were very complicated, Cheng Xinghai only took a few glances, and drew the spell on the mineral water bottle in one go.

Afterwards, he put the mineral water bottle on the ground and said to the ghost inside: "Come out."

The ghost inside: "...Master, we can't get out."

Cheng Xinghai was relieved, he didn't expect the charm to be so effective, let alone his talent for drawing symbols was quite high.He covered the marker pen contentedly, and looked at Hao Shuai again: "You are very powerful, you can still appear in broad daylight."

Hao Shuai whispered, "I can only come out when there is no sun during the day."

Cheng Xinghai thought about it, and it was indeed a cloudy day: "Are you just running around in the Taoist temple when you have nothing to do?"

"I just walk around, but I haven't entered the temple." Looking at the bottle ghost at Cheng Xinghai's feet, Hao Shuai was terrified. An accomplice, really. If you must lock me up, can you lock me up in my spirit seat?"

Fearing that Cheng Xinghai would disagree, he sneaked into his spiritual seat, "I'm done, you can seal it."

Cheng Xinghai: "..."

Is he already this cruel in the eyes of this little devil?

But if Hao Shuai really wanted to harm someone, there was no need to remind him that it was dangerous here.

Cheng Xinghai didn't want to wrong the child, nor did he want to misplace the evil spirit: "When we first met, why didn't you tell me it's dangerous here?"

Hao Shuai said shyly, "You smile at me."

Cheng Xinghai didn't understand.

Hao Shuai was even more embarrassed, and his voice softened: "You look so good-looking and your voice is nice, I forgot to remind you for a while."

Cheng Xinghai: "..."

Don't ask, just to be touched.

"You should come out of the spirit seat first, it's strange to talk to a box," Cheng Xinghai said.

The black mist floated out unsteadily, recondensing Hao Shuai's entity.

"Why is your spirit seat here?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

Since another spiritual place was made for the deceased, it means that the family cared about the deceased very much. How could they leave the spiritual place and the photos of the deceased in a dilapidated Taoist temple?

"I don't know, I was here when I was conscious. There was no one in the audience, and then the ghost king came, and he would eat people who went into the mountain to explore. I scared some people away, but some people were brave , was eaten.” Hao Shuai was still a little disappointed when he mentioned this.

Cheng Xinghai had heard about the disappearance of someone in Mount Anning before, and he thought it was trapped by the complicated terrain, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Then are there any other ghosts here?" Cheng Xinghai asked.

Hao Shuai looked at Yuan Ji subconsciously.

Yuan Ji's dark eyes turned red, Hao Shuai immediately looked away, and said firmly, "No!"

Cheng Xinghai looked back at Yuan Ji suspiciously.

Yuan Ji had a baby face carved in powder and jade, with an innocent look on his face.

Seeing that he couldn't get too much information, and Hao Shuai didn't have any malicious intentions, Cheng Xinghai believed him for the time being, and asked him to go back to the spiritual position to rest, while he opened the wooden box in the corner, which was full of things from the concept of peace. Taoist classics.

Cheng Xinghai planned to work hard all night to learn something.

Yuan Ji comforted him: "You don't need to learn these things to be very good."

"That's because the ghosts just now were too weak. What if we encounter a stronger one? You go to bed first, I'll read a book for a while."

Yuan Ji didn't know how to tell him that there was no one stronger than him in this world.

He looked at Cheng Xinghai silently, feeling a little lonely holding the quilt alone.

Cheng Xinghai's reading speed is very fast, and he can basically remember it after reading it. It is not difficult to find these Taoist classics.

After he finished reading three books, the power stored in the desk lamp was about to run out, and the light slowly dimmed.

Cheng Xinghai was distressed that there was no electricity in this place, which hindered him from studying hard.

He accidentally caught a glimpse of the mineral water bottle in the corner, thought for a while, and asked, "Can you shine?"

Four ghosts: "?"

Cheng Xinghai: "Just like fireflies."

Four ghosts: "..."

Cheng Xinghai put down the book and walked over, and asked kindly: "Is it okay?"

Four ghosts: "...Yes, yes!" It must be possible!

Four light spots lit up in the mineral water bottle as thick as black ink, and then the light spots became brighter and brighter, and finally connected together, illuminating the whole room, brighter than his previous desk lamp.

What is this baby clean energy?

He is really a talented college student who picked up ghosts!

"Yes, the State Grid needs talents like you." Cheng Xinghai was very pleased, as if his old father had finally found a stable job for his unfilial son after going through hardships, and he was still a career editor.

He felt that it was a great achievement to let the four ghosts use love to generate electricity before turning on the electricity.

Cheng Xinghai happily put the glowing mineral water bottle beside the bed, and he did not forget to sigh: "Nang Ying night reading, I can be regarded as a contemporary Che Yin."

Yuan Ji: "..."

Hao Shuai: "..."

The four ghosts working hard to shine: "..."

Just as long as the boss is happy.

……

At the same time, an exclamation sounded in Qingyang Temple: "The ghost king of Anning Mountain is dead?!"

The one who spoke was a [-]-year-old Taoist priest named Chai Jixiang, the chief disciple of Xue Yongqing, the master of Qingyang Temple.

He was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, and his long hair was tied up with a simple wooden hairpin. He looked like a fairy.

A few simple oil lamps were burning on the confession case in front of him. The strange thing was that the flames on these oil lamps were all green, like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night.

One of them was extinguished not long ago, and the words "An Ning Mountain Ghost King" were engraved on the foot of the oil lamp.

The ghost king of Anning Mountain has caused headaches for the Dao Association since his appearance. The Dao Association lost a lot of people to drive him out of Lanshui City. This special soul lamp.

It's a pity that this soul lamp can only monitor the ghost king's life and death, as well as the approximate distance between him and the soul lamp, and cannot determine the ghost king's trace.

Many people speculated that he was hiding in Anning Mountain, but they sent people to Anning Mountain to search several times but failed, so they could only guarantee for the time being that the ghost king would not enter Lanshui City to harm ordinary people.

Now I don't know which expert actually beat the ghost king to ashes, and there is not even a little essence left in the oil lamp, which shows the sophistication of the method of eliminating demons.

The Taoist priests in Qingyang Temple failed to discuss the result, and all speculated that it was an unborn senior from other Taoist temples who made the move.

The King of Ghost Watching An Ning has harmed many people, and his death is good news for the whole world to celebrate. Chai Jixiang took out his mobile phone and wanted to pay his respects to this master.

National Taoist Association official WeChat group:

[Qingyang Guanchai Jixiang: Just now the ghost king's soul lamp in the Anning Mountain in Qingyang Temple went out, which means that he has lost his soul. 】

[Baiyun Guan Ding Xi: What?The devil is dead?That's the ghost that my uncle didn't suppress with his life back then. Is it really dead? 】

【Auspicious viewing of firewood in Qingyang: Extinct Soul Lamp.jpg】

[Baiyun Temple Ding Xi: Thank you fellow daoist, I believe it.May I ask which senior avenged my uncle?Baiyun Guanding came to thank him. 】

[Qingyang Guanchai Jixiang: Is it the Wang Daoist of Guiyiguan? 】

[Guiyi Guan Yuquan: Master Uncle is still in retreat, not his old man.Is it the White Crane Taoist Priest of Hexiang Temple? 】

[He Xiang Guan Ye Qian: Master sprained his waist the day before yesterday, and he is still in the hospital. 】

……

A group of people kept chatting on WeChat all night, and even asked the monks in the next door group, but they still couldn't find out which master was killing the people.

But whether it is a Taoist or a monk, they all think that this must be a very famous and prestigious master, maybe he is just a low-key person, so he doesn't publicize it everywhere.

The author has something to say:

Cheng Xinghai: Killing a brat gives me no sense of accomplishment

Anning Mountain Ghost King (quietly): I am super strong! ! !

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