The innkeeper was stunned, probably not expecting this "Buddhist monk" to open his mouth to withdraw money.

Still, he quickly nodded in agreement.

He is thinking about it now, his mind is a little confused, and he can't think too much.

Nakatsu nodded and walked straight to the little ghost.

The little ghost saw the tunics approaching, and he was even more scared. The struggle became more and more intense, and the screams of terror were endless.

The tunic took out a yellow charm from the rag bag, sandwiched it between the index and middle fingers, and kept drawing in the void above the imp.

At the same time, there are words in his mouth. I pricked up my ears to listen, but his voice was as small as a fly humming, and I couldn't make out what was being said.

Immediately after, a magical scene appeared.

The yellow spell unleashed a soft yellow glow.

Yellow light, shrouding the imps.

The little ghost, who was still struggling in pain, gradually quieted down.

His screams of bitterness and pain gradually weakened, until finally, completely disappeared.

The pained expression on his face turned to enjoyment.

Three minutes later, the tunic swung the rune paper vigorously, and the rune paper burned into yellow flames.

He roared "Go" in a deep voice, and the yellow flames instantly burned on the little ghost.

After that, the imp becomes a part of the flame, which gradually extinguishes until finally, it disappears completely.

Not even the ashes of the burning rune paper remained.

I looked at this scene with great shock: "This ...... This sends the imp on the path of reincarnation?"

Quan Ling nodded solemnly: "Hmm." That reincarnation talisman is very valuable, and it is not a loss to receive him 100,000 yuan. ”

Reincarnation?

My heart throbbed.

I secretly swore that I must learn to draw the Yin Exorcism Charm and the Reincarnation Charm, so that if I encounter the rat spirit, I will also have the strength to fight back.

And I can also send the villagers who died unjustly to the road of reincarnation.

After the tunic sent the imp away, he collapsed on the sofa, panting and sweating like rain.

I smiled miserably: "The master's physical strength is not good, just a few swings like this, and he is tired like this." ”

Quan Ling patiently explained: "This is not just as simple as wielding the rune paper, this is the use of spells, which consumes a lot of physical strength. ”

Quan Ling took two quick steps and wiped the sweat from his forehead in the tunic suit.

The tunic looked at the innkeeper: "What are you still doing in a daze? Your son has been sent to the road of reincarnation by me, go and get the money." ”

Only then did the innkeeper react.

He asked cautiously, "My son...... Really reincarnated?"

The tunic nodded: "Of course." Tonight, he'll give you dreams. I won't leave tonight, and if he can't give you a dream, I'll give you back. ”

The tunic swore an oath, and the innkeeper was finally convinced and hurried down.

It didn't take long for him to walk up with a bank card in his hand.

He handed the bank card to Zhongshan Pack: "This is my savings for decades, about 120,000." The PIN is the last six digits of the card number. ”

The eyes of the tunic were straight, and the trembling hand went to pick up the bank card.

However, before he could touch the bank card, Quan Ling first reached out and took the bank card.

The tunic was a little angry and glared at Quan Ling.

Quan Ling said angrily: "Have you forgotten the five disadvantages and three shortcomings? When you encounter so much money, not only will you not be able to keep your money, but you may also cause countless troubles to yourself." ”

The tunic finally had to sigh helplessly.

The innkeeper turned to leave in despair.

The tunic sneered: "Stop, will I let you go?"

The innkeeper looked back at the mountain suit in his eyes: "What else is going on?"

The tunic said: "You went against the sky, forced the ghost to stay in the sun, and harmed the living, this crime is not something you can solve with money." ”

The innkeeper smiled dismally: "What else do you want?"

The tunic said: "Make people into little ghosts and force them to stay in the world, this evil art is my way to ban the evil arts." Report your teacher's name, and I will inform your teacher and let your teacher punish you. ”

I'm embarrassed for a while, I really dare to say this tunic suit.

Just now, he was a Buddhist monk, but in the blink of an eye, he became "my Daomen", and he couldn't brag about it.

However, the innkeeper didn't notice the loophole in the tunic words, and just smiled miserably: "I won't tell you." ”

As he spoke, he turned to continue leaving.

Quan Ling spoke at this time: "Don't say it, believe it or not, I'll call the police to arrest you." ”

"Call the police. The innkeeper said disdainfully: "Look at the policeman and don't believe that there are imps in this world." ”

Quan Ling sneered: "Raising little ghosts? I'm not ready to say that you raise little ghosts." You opened a black shop, and you were just about to kill Sun Yifan and kill him for money. ”

"Thankfully, you were stopped by two of our witnesses, so you didn't succeed. ”

"Attempted murder, let alone opening a store, you may have to spend three or five years in a cage. ”

The innkeeper gritted his teeth angrily and stared at Quan Ling angrily: "You...... You talk nonsense. ”

Quan Ling looked disdainful: "I'm just talking nonsense, what's wrong?"

As he spoke, Quan Ling took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the police.

The innkeeper was really scared, and he hurriedly shouted at Quan Ling: "Stop, stop, don't call the police, I said, I can't do it?"

Quan Ling put down his phone at this time: "Say it." Which Taoist lineage did you learn from this evil art?"

The innkeeper sighed: "I wasn't the one who made my son a little ghost. ”

"This has to start from 40 years ago. ”

The innkeeper was really afraid that Quan Ling would call the police, and told us everything about the little ghost like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

The innkeeper is named Zhao Danian, a local who has been opening hotels for a living.

Forty years ago, his wife died in childbirth, so he blessed his son with all his love.

He doted on his son, saying that he was afraid of losing it in his hand, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was afraid of melting it in his mouth.

Later, when his son was four or five years old, a fire broke out at the hotel.

The inn was full of tenants, and dozens of tenants were so frightened by the fire that the tide poured out.

As a result, his son was trampled to death by the tenants.

It is conceivable how much of a blow his son's death dealt to Zhao Danian.

During that time, Zhao Danian washed his face with tears almost every day, and he was in pain, and even almost committed suicide several times.

Ten days after his son's death, a young tenant suddenly came to the hotel.

The tenant was very poor, because he had no money to pay for the house, and he happened to hear about Zhao Danian's son's death, so he proposed that he could use a spell to summon his son's soul and let Zhao Danian meet him, so as to pay for the house.

Zhao Danian thought about his son and wanted to see his son in his dreams. The other party said that he could summon his son's soul, and Zhao Danian naturally agreed happily.

Of course, he didn't have much hope for this, just had the attitude of giving it a try.

Even if there was a glimmer of hope, he would try.

That night, at the request of the young man, Zhao Danian found his son's grave.

The young man dug up the grave and dug up the body of his son.

Cut your scalp, gouge out your eyes, and cut off your lips.

The young man told Zhao Danian that the purpose of doing this was to make his son angry.

Only when the resentment is strong enough can the soul be gathered.

After that, the young man set up a spell in the cemetery, but he didn't expect to summon his son's ghost in the end.

Seeing his long-dead son again, Zhao Danian burst into tears with excitement, kowtowed to the young man to thank him, and begged the young man to keep his son by his side.

For this reason, he even gave his entire net worth to young people.

The young man was finally moved by it and agreed to Zhao Danian.

He set up a formation in the inn, imprisoned his son in the inn, and accompanied Zhao Danian for eternity.

It's just that his son's resentment is very deep and aggressive, Zhao Danian is worried that his son will do something unfavorable to the tenant, so he asked the young man if there is any way to make his son listen to his orders.

The young man told Zhao Danian that he only needed him to raise the little ghost with his own blood every day, and the little ghost would listen to him.

So, the boss has been raising the little ghost with his own blood until today.

All along, that little ghost listened to Zhao Danian's words, never hurt others, and no one even found out about the existence of the little ghost.

But after a long time, the little ghost will be lonely, so he begged Zhao Danian to allow him to walk around in the guest room on the second floor at night, even if it was just to look at people.

Zhao Danian felt sorry for his son, so he nodded and agreed, but stipulated that he was only allowed to look at the guests, not to touch the customers, and not to be discovered by the customers.

The imp agreed.

It's just that he never thought that the little ghost would not listen to his orders and scratch the soles of the guests' feet, thus exposing himself and causing it to be destroyed.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Danian was already in tears and grief-stricken.

The tunic was furious, and slapped the sofa angrily: "Ridiculous, it's ridiculous." Feeding imps with human blood is so frustrating that people can be taught this method. ”