Urban God-level Selection System

[When Zhang Wanlin stood in front of the Taoist priest again, he was wearing crumpled clothes with a torn hole in his clothes, just like a beggar.

This body was the only one he rescued from the scene of the disaster.

The Taoist shook his head with a smile and said: "Look, I know you will come back."

Zhang Wanlin said, "Daoist, I'm so unlucky lately, I don't know if I've been stared at by something."

"Exorcise evil, twenty yuan, no bargaining."

The Taoist spread his hands and said.

He cursed the secular in his heart, but did not dare to offend him, Zhang Wanlin said: "Dao Master, should you owe the twenty yuan first?"

He is as heavy as four pockets now, where is the money.

"Stop talking!"

The Taoist snorted coldly.

Zhang Wanlin was about to leave in a desperate manner, but the Taoist priest shouted from behind: "If you are my apprentice, then you don't need to give the twenty yuan."

Zhang Wanlin Xin said that it is not worthwhile to sell himself for this mere twenty yuan, but after thinking about how to live with bad luck in the future, he thought about it and finally said: "Okay, I will be your apprentice."

When the two came to the table, the Taoist priest took out a contract, looked at Zhang Wanlin who was surprised, and said, "So what do you do with surprise?

We are also on contract. "

After signing and pressing the fingerprints, the Taoist priest smiled like a treacherous trick and said after a series of procedures: "Pack your things and go!"

Zhang Wanlin asked: "Where to go?"

"Where else to go?

Naturally, I have eaten, look at your skinny one. "

Zhang Wanlin was moved for a while, and almost burst into tears, "Dao Master, you are such a good person."

The Taoist priest said dissatisfied: "I am Zhang Daoshan. Since you have become my apprentice, you will call me Master from now on."

Zhang Wanlin's suit confessed: "Yes, Master."

Zhang Wanlin thought that the two would go to a big restaurant for big fish and meat, but Zhang Daoshan ordered two bowls of beef noodles in front of a small restaurant.

Zhang Daoshan said, "This world is not easy now. It's not bad to be able to eat noodles.

If you make money in the future, there is no big deal. "

Zhang Wanlin thought, I'm afraid it will be the same in the future, and I can't help feeling that the future will be dark.

The hot face came, and the two gobbled it up, each resembling refugees who hadn't eaten for a few days, and the boss on the side looked shocked.

The boss was afraid that the two had slipped, so he picked up the customer and quickly stayed there.

After Zhang Daoshan finished eating the noodles, the soup was drunk, and he patted the table with his palm and said, "How much?"

"fifteen."

Zhang Daoshan carefully took out fifteen coins from his pocket.

"What we have is money, look at you like this."

The boss took it contemptuously.

After leaving the store, Zhang Wanlin asked, "Where are we going now?"

Zhang Daoshan twisted his beard: "Take a rest, then catch ghosts!"

Zhang Wanlin was taken aback, "Where are you going to catch ghosts?"

"Don't you have a devil in your body?"

With this reminder, Zhang Wanlin returned to the nightmare of reality from the happiness of just eating the noodles.

"Master, you must catch it!"

"Of course, you don't see who the master is."

Zhang Wanlin suddenly wondered.

"I am not as unlucky today as I was yesterday."

The Taoist leader proudly said: "Follow me, and there will be Dao Fa by your side. Naturally, those lonely souls and ghosts dare not come.

You will not be so unlucky. "

Zhang Wanlin thinks about it, very reasonable.

Then, without warning, both of them fell into the uncovered sewer.

There is an old dilapidated old house in the suburbs, surrounded by barren fields, and there is a lack of interpersonal relationships.

The two lived here.

As soon as he entered this high-walled compound, he was instantly enveloped in gloom, and the day was like night.

Zhang Wanlin said, "Master, let's find a place to live. This place is terrible."

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Daoshan dismissed it, "I have lived here for so long and nothing has happened."

He was depressed because he had fallen into the sewer before. Following this hapless apprentice, he also followed the hapless apprentice.

See how he cleans up this evil spirit tonight! The tables and chairs in the main room were covered with dust, and spider webs were connected to every corner of the room.

Zhang Daoshan found a bed made of straw, but Zhang Wanlin didn't dare to leave him too far, so he cleaned the table and chairs and lay on it.

The two slept till night as soon as they slept.

The crescent moon is high, the stars are shining, but the soft moonlight is turned away by the gloomy old house.

Zhang Wanlin was awakened by Zhang Daoshan, only to see him count and say: "It's a good time to catch ghosts."

Zhang Daoshan ordered Zhang Wanlin to set up a table in the courtyard with peach wood swords, talisman paper, ink fountains, and so on. He walked around alone, mumbling and drawing something with the stick on his hand.

The candlelight was faint, and Zhang Wanlin could only vaguely see that he was drawing some weird figures.

Everything was prepared, Zhang Daoshan put on his robes and hat vigorously, and ordered Zhang Wanlin to stand in the formation just drawn.

He danced with a sword in one hand and shook the bell in one hand, and he was muttering words, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

However, Zhang Wanlin felt a slight change around him, and it became even colder.

The cloudy wind was blowing, sweeping the leaves on the ground.

Suddenly the familiar voice came out of the cold air: "Little Taoist priest, you have too much control!"

Zhang Wanlin saw Zhang Daoshan take a few steps back, his eyes wide open, and he sat on the ground with an unbelievable look.

The night became even darker, as if smeared with thick ink, Zhang Wanlin was surprised to see a boy who was less than one year old floating in the air.

He had a bellyband all over his body, and his immature face showed an old-fashioned expression. If it weren't for the pain of pinching himself, Zhang Wanlin would really think he was in a dream.

Zhang Daoshan exclaimed: "You are a bad god!"

In fact, the declining **** is not a god, but a ghost. It’s just that every life is utterly unlucky, being decayed to death by himself, and after ten generations, he becomes a tenth declining ghost, referred to as the declining god.

Shao Shen sighed, "The little Taoist priest also knows my title, it's not bad."

Then he said: "I think I was unlucky for the tenth life. The first ninth lives were all born in a poor family. Finally, I was born in a rich family in the last life, but when I cried, I choked to death by myself.

He couldn't help feeling sad.

"If you die, you will die. It's okay to be reincarnated.

But the black and white impermanence came because of my bad luck and refused to accept me.

So I went to the Yincao Netherworld by myself, but the King of Hades looked at me and was often unlucky, saying that I was too depressed to be reincarnated, and there was only one way to reincarnate. "

While the two sympathized, they couldn't help being curious about this method.

Shao Shen continued: "This method is to find someone to dissipate his bad qi.

How can I find innocent people when I am naturally kind?

So I look for the dying person. "

His eyes turned to Zhang Wanlin: "And you are.

You may not know it, but your horoscopes are against each other and you are born short-lived, so you are unlucky to hit.

Should you understand now?

You are doomed to die young. "

Zhang Wanlin did have a heart to die that day, but now that I look away, there is no time to live wherever he wants to die.

He quickly said: "I don't want to die now."