Hearing Elder He say this, several old men were immediately stunned, and then immediately burst into laughter, saying that Elder He was right, and it should be like this.

......

After messing around for a while, the little monk came out and took me, the generals, and the fat man to take the first step.

As I was leaving, the old trafficker asked me if I would attend his master ceremony, and I shook my head.

The trip to the underworld was imminent, and we didn't know the location of Taishan's underworld, so he didn't know if I asked him, so I decided to come back from the underworld.

The old trafficker sighed and put us in the car, and I knew that he might not have an easy time as the owner.

Just continuing to send Daomen teams and continuing to go to various places to collect the souls of the dead was enough for him to be busy for a long time.

What's more, he also had to discuss with the Qing and Xuan Sects how to keep the souls of the dead, and he also had to preside over the "Daomen Grand Ceremony".

All of this is actually because the barrier between humans and ghosts has collapsed.

In normal times, I would definitely be happy to play with him, but I haven't been to Dingmen Mountain Gate yet.

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Still the little monk drove and he took us to a very clean and chic guesthouse.

It was too late, and I didn't disturb everyone, so we went to sleep.

The next day, after everyone had breakfast, I asked the little monk to help us book a train ticket to Eastern Province.

The Eastern Province is the base camp of Shi Fatzi, but Taishan is still some distance away from his family, so he is not familiar with it.

While waiting for the little monk to buy a ticket, I first called Heavenly Master Zhang.

Celestial Master Zhang told me that Peniel had arrived at the office yesterday evening, and she would wait for my call and go directly to Eastern Province.

After hanging up the phone, I called Huang Lao again.

This was the agreement I made with him when I returned from Xinjiang Province.

Huang Lao said on the phone that if necessary, he would arrange a special service team for me to receive and backup.

But I rejected this suggestion.

The underworld is not the human world, and if you don't have two brushes, I'm afraid it will help, of course, I didn't say it directly, but politely said a few words before refusing.

Elder Huang told me that the dried corpse of the "Flying Moon" that I entrusted him to dispose of has been arranged and will be stored in the Xinjiang Provincial Museum, so that we can see it at any time if we want to.

I thanked him a few words, and then tentatively asked about Sister Ying and Ye Qianmiao's current situation.

Huang Lao laughed a few times, and then told me that Sister Ying had left for Jiangnan.

Recently, strange treasures have been born all over China, and even there is a secret realm in the Eastern Sea, so many ghost generals and evil cultivators and demon cultivators have appeared everywhere, and he can only arrange the special service team to block them everywhere to prevent them from harming ordinary people.

But judging from Huang Lao's slightly bitter tone, I guess the special service team must have suffered a lot of losses.

Most of the masters of the Daomen of the human realm have now arrived at the White Horse Temple, and the old master and Master Shicheng are mourned, and there must be very few people who can be used by Huang Lao.

Moreover, the strength of the ghost general is comparable to the innate realm of the human world, and ordinary Taoist priests can't deal with it at all, not to mention the ghost king.

When I think of the ghost king, I remember that there is still a red tiger that I haven't dealt with.

Forget it, wait for the old man trafficker to be the owner of the door and ask him again, isn't the Kyushu Xuanyuan Ding of Dingmen next to the old master, presumably the ghost king Chihu has been sent back to the mountain gate.

As for Ye Qianmiao, she applied to be transferred back to Ye Cheng not long ago, and I heard that she is still working in the intelligence center.

I listened a little gloomy.

Ye Qianmiao's subtle performance to me, I was also very moved in my eyes, especially when she washed my robe that day.

But I know that I can't fall in love with ordinary people, so it's better to have a long pain than a short one.

After hanging up the phone, I was in a bit of a low mood, as if it had been like this since I came back from the ghost gate, and I couldn't figure it out.

The fat man obviously felt it, and he kept telling me nonsense and jokes, and even aroused the interest of the generals, but I just smiled forbearantly, and had no interest in getting involved.

Just when I was waiting impatiently, the little monk's call came-

He's got a ghost general!

This news makes me a little strange: it's daytime, and it's a train station with a lot of people, how can I catch a ghost?

Without further ado, as soon as I told the fat man, he immediately became excited, grabbed our luggage and ran outside to stop the car.

Twenty minutes later, the train station.

The place that the little monk said was in the underground passage in front of the train station, and we searched for a long time to find the place.

The underpass is a sidewalk, which is convenient for pedestrians not to cross the road, so there is a lot of traffic.

As we descended the steps of the passage, we saw the little monk, who was leisurely staring at the wall and looking at the advertisement.

Seeing us coming, the little monk pointed to a remote staff passage and signaled to go there.

When he walked to a secluded place, he took out a string of Buddhist beads, pointed to one of them and said to me:

"It's a ghost general, right here, sealed by me with a spell. ”

The magic spell of the Buddha Gate is very powerful, and it is second only to the Heavenly Thunder of the Dao Gate to deal with the things of the Yin Ghost, but if the other party is a demon cultivator, as long as it is not above the same level, it is basically the consequence of extermination.

I first asked the fat man to set up a simple version of the Five Thunder Circle on the ground with rune paper, and then let the little monk release the ghost general.

The little monk twisted the Buddha bead with his hand, and then closed his eyes and recited the mantra, only leaning -

A black shadow was thrown into the circle.

The Five Thunder Array set up by the fat man is somewhat similar to the palm thunder of the old man trafficker, except that the source of the aura is not itself, but the rune paper, so it is very convenient to use.

The ghost general was shorter than the Red Tiger Ghost King, and his pitch-black body did not have the dark armor of the Red Tiger.

As soon as it found that it had escaped the beads, a spear was condensed in both hands and tried to escape from the circle.

But the heavenly thunder is the nemesis of a lot of yin ghosts, let it stab its spear indiscriminately, but there is a flash of thunder in the array, which is of no avail.

Seeing this, the fat man mocked:

"Hey, hey! This is the Tiangang Five Thunder Formation of the Shi family, how can you escape with a mere ghost general, and you can't stand firmly, listen to my big brother's question!"

The ghost general seemed to be a little discouraged when he heard this, and the spear in his hand turned into ghost qi and withdrew into his body, and then stood silent.

I've dealt with these ghost generals, and I know that they are extremely loyal to the underworld, and there may be a barrier to communication.

So, I said to the little monk:

"Is it the only one? Have you ever found that it collects living souls?"

When the little monk heard this, he pulled it out behind his back, and suddenly there was a small furnace in his hand, and then said to me:

"I didn't find out about the birth soul, but I didn't recognize it because it had this thing on it!"

I took this small furnace and looked at it, the shape is delicate and the pulp is thick, it is an old object of the last age.

The fat man leaned over to take a look, then sniffed it again, and said strangely:

"Brother, this thing looks like a cultural relic, and it doesn't smell like a candle, why do you use it?"

As I listened, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I instantly thought of black and white impermanence.

When the fat man saw that I was silent, he shouted at the ghost general again:

"Tide! A ghost general of the underworld dares to come to the human world without authorization to steal things, and what he steals is a national cultural relic, what a big dog's guts!"

"What's the use of stealing this thing?"

The little monk stepped forward and smiled at the fat man:

"Fat brother, I asked it before you came, but it has been silent, I think this may be the rule of their underworld. ”

"Rules?"

The fat man smiled evilly, "This is not the ghost realm of the ghosts, but the territory of our human realm!

But the ghost general still didn't say a word, and took the fat man's angry shouting as a deaf ear.

The fat man's face was a little unbearable, and as soon as he raised his right hand, he wanted to activate the magic circle, and I immediately stopped him.

I took this little stove and said to the fat man:

"Don't be in a hurry, use your brain. Look, what's so special about this furnace?"

"What's special?"

The fat man took it suspiciously, looked left and right, but found nothing for a long time.

I smiled and pointed to his eyes.

"Brother, do you mean to open the eyes of heaven?"

The fat man asked.

I nodded.

The fat man immediately recited the mantra, wiped his eyes with two fingers, and then looked again:

"It's no different, it's a hint of ...... on the lid A glimmer of light??"

I laughed:

"What a treasure light! The Eye of Heaven is the eye of delusion, which can not only discover ghosts and evil things, but also observe the origin of objects. This is - Zihua luck!"

The fat man was surprised, looking at me with an idiotic face, thinking that he didn't understand what Zihua luck was at all.

But I didn't look at him at this time, but at the ghost general.

Seeing that I mentioned Zihua's luck, the ghost general's head seemed to suddenly deviate, and then returned to normal.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but nod secretly, it seems that black and white impermanence did not lie to me:

These ghost generals are not only ordered to come to the human world to collect souls, but also shoulder the task of finding Zihua's luck!

Thinking about it, I took a few random steps with the stove ding, and then pretended to say to myself:

"Zihua Qi Luck, also known as Humane Qi Luck, is a gift from heaven after the ancient human race was wiped out by the demon race. ”

"It can appear on people with great luck or noble status, and it can also be attached to some antiquities and artifacts with the power of desire and trust, which is very precious to those who practice Shinto!"

The fat man was suspicious:

"Brother, what is Shinto? I've only heard of the way of cultivating immortals!"

I chuckled:

"Of course, long before the Kunlun Divine Mountain collapsed and turned into the Three Realms, the method of Shinto cultivation had been lost. ”

As I spoke, I looked at the ghost again, and found that it was still immovable, so I continued to probe.

"However, there is a sect in the lower three realms, and they call their practice inheritance - Shinto!"

The little monk listened with interest and asked:

"Which sect is that? Cultivating gods, that's really arrogant, presumably the people in this sect must also be amazingly talented, right?"

I smiled and shook my head, and replied:

"No, no, no! Not only is it not amazing, but it is also a waste of fame, which is simply deceiving the world and stealing fame, and laughing at the world. ”

Seeing that they were puzzled, I said:

"They call themselves - 'please God' first-class, oh, it's the kind of 'god hit' in the south, hehehe!"

The fat man understood, and laughed:

"I thought it was some kind of advanced sect exercises, but it turned out to be this kind of deceptive thing, hahaha!"

I lamented:

"Who said no! What invite gods, gods fight, Sanqing is still disrespectful, not to mention those ancient gods, how can these gods be invited!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the ghost general laugh "sneer":

"What the younger generations of the human world say is simply bullshit, nonsense!"