According to Taoist secrets, people have three souls and seven souls, the heavenly soul, the earth soul and the human soul, and also become the yin soul, the yang soul and the primordial spirit.

Once a person dies, one soul and three spirits (primordial spirits) go to reincarnation, so after reincarnation, they can't remember the events of their previous lives because of their incomplete souls.

Therefore, one soul and two souls follow the bones or ashes, so they often live in graves, which is the reason why they often meet ghosts when they go to cemeteries; One soul and two spirits are attached to the tablet of merit with the gods, guarding the lilac fire of the family, this is the reason why the ancients desperately defended the tablet, if there is no tablet, photos and other ancestral objects then you can also worship, but if not, it is easy to lead to the incense is not good, and the evil consequences of cutting off children and grandchildren.

Huang Xiaolian hurriedly ran towards the cemetery on the mountain, tired and panting, her whole body was drenched with sweat, her hair was close to the back of her neck, and suddenly a gust of wind hit, making Huang Xiaolian shiver.

"You're here, it's all arranged?"

Uncle Ming had just reconciled the soil here, and looked up at Huang Xiaolian, meaning that Cui Zhi had already arranged to leave.

Huang Xiaolian nodded, didn't say anything, mumbled, and then looked at the two weird paper people in front of her.

In the big night, there were two paper people on the grave mountain, the man was dressed in red and wore a black hat, the woman was dressed in green, and there were two flower buds on her head, the face was white and colorless, and the lips were painted bright red.

But no matter what, Uncle Ming still acted according to the rules, burned the things promised to them on the yellow table paper, and read while burning: "The promise has been fulfilled, the two of you take the things and leave." ”

The moon hangs high, emitting a strange light, illuminating the entire grave mountain miserably, the surrounding graves, some of the wild grass is more than a foot high, the wind blows, making a loud sound, at this time, the male paper piercing man moved, and then a stream of white gas rushed out of the paper piercing man's body, looking at a bunch of things burned on the ground, the boss with his eyes glared, and said: "Haha, you guys are really generous, thank you!" ”

The Chongqing ghost was also refreshed, picked up a bunch of things on the ground, and disappeared on the grave mountain in a flash, leaving only the female paper piercing person standing in place lonely.

In an instant, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be quiet, and the red-robed fire ghost refused to speak for a long time, which made Huang Xiaolian a little anxious, and was about to speak, Uncle Ming waved his hand, his eyes glared at Huang Xiaolian, and whispered: "What's the hurry, just your violent temper, don't say delay time, it's easy to provoke the female ghost, let me come!" ”

Uncle Ming coughed twice, put his hands behind his back, stabbed the paper up and down, and said, "Girl, today we invite you to come to the Yang Time to do things in the underworld, all this is over, you take the money and ingots and other things, and leave quickly." ”

But after Uncle Ming finished speaking, the red-robed fire ghost didn't make a sound, making Huang Xiaolian snort and said, "This girl doesn't even know how to lift!" ”

At this moment, Uncle Ming glanced at the paper piercing people, then pinched his fingers and flipped over, and said: "The girl committed suicide for love, jumping off the cliff to commit suicide, tonight is your first seven, the first seven and the seventh, why don't you go back and see your family......"

As soon as Uncle Ming finished saying this, the red-robed fire ghost finally spoke this time, and her faint voice sounded: "Giggles...... Men don't have any good things...... Ask me to come out, boy, you must die tonight! ”

"Girl, you are no longer from this world, why do you have to be obsessed with it, and quickly return to the underworld."

"Don't think!"

Huang Xiaolian heard that the female ghost wanted to take Cui Zhi's life, slapped her thigh, and said: "Drink, my temper can come up, dare to touch my precious apprentice, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat your soul away!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the red-robed fire ghost rushed out of the body of the paper-piercing man, only to see the red-robed fire ghost dressed in red, his nails painted bright red, his face was painted with heavy makeup, eye shadow, and his lips were also painted with a big red lip.

It also made Huang Xiaolian gasp, looking at the red-robed fire ghost's whole body not only bubbling with black gas, but also a dark red air flow surging, indicating that this ghost's magnetic field is strong and not easy to deal with.

"Look at me!"

Huang Xiaolian's hands were tightly closed, and the seal began to form on her hands, her middle finger and index finger were opposed, and the rest were bent down, and she recited a mantra in her mouth: "Tantric God Fight, please Fu Demon God Master Zhong Kui!" ”

When a person's spirit is higher and more sufficient, the god who invites out will be powerful, and on the contrary, it is possible that the god who invites out is very weak.

When the red-robed fire ghost heard Zhong Kui's name, his face changed with fright, but things immediately developed dramatically.

Huang Xiaolian sealed her hands, stepped on the center of her feet three times, and chanted a mantra to invite the gods, and at this time, Huang Xiaolian's whole body was shocked, and she felt a stream of aura enter his body, but with a commotion, she said charmingly: "Yo, on the body of an old guy, hehe, this old man is in good health, yo!" ”

When Uncle Ming saw this, his eyes widened in shock, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

It turned out that Huang Xiaolian was lacking in spirit after catching ghosts, so Zhong Kui did not invite her, but invited a little fairy bedside mother-in-law, who was specially in charge of the harmony of husband and wife and delivered babies for pregnant women.

It's just that the bedside mother-in-law invited by Huang Xiaolian touched Huang Xiaolian's entire body with a smile, licked her lips, looked like a coquette, and pulled Huang Xiaolian's pants apart, looked inside, and said with a smile: "Yo! This thing is not small~"

Let's say it, the mother-in-law at the bedside reached in and groped, and Uncle Ming, who saw it, hurriedly covered his eyes and scolded in his mouth: "Old immortal, why don't you invite a!" Oops, I can't stand it, it seems that if the old man doesn't make a move, you're going to **! ”

At this time, Uncle Ming's eyes widened, and a fierce light shot at Huang Xiaolian, and then took out a straw on the ground, changed it with Taoism, turned it into a whip, and hit Huang Xiaolian on the back, only to hear the mother-in-law at the bedside "ouch", and a stream of white gas came out of Huang Xiaolian's body.

After the bedside mother-in-law left, Huang Xiaolian suddenly came to her senses, regained consciousness, looked around, Uncle Ming was still there, and the red-robed fire ghost was still there, so she turned her head and asked, "Hillbilly, what the hell!" ”

"Ahem, look at yourself!"

Uncle Ming pointed to Huang Xiaolian's crotch, covered his eyes, and said in his mouth: "I've lost my old face." ”

Huang Xiaolian looked at the crotch of her pants, the baby in the crotch actually raised her head and said hello to him, stood straight and saluted him, so ashamed that Huang Xiaolian's body shrank, sandwiched the baby between her legs, and her face turned red as soon as she brushed it, red like a monkey's buttocks, and said, "Fuck!" What's going on! ”

"Say, it's not good for you to invite, you invited the bedside mother-in-law, that girl's husband has been dead for a long time, and he has been widowed for hundreds of years, and you almost ** just now, poof~"

When Uncle Ming said this, he couldn't help it anymore, he laughed out loud with a snort, thinking about how awesome he was the grandmaster of Huang Xiaolian's generation and the head of the Tantric White Sect, he was almost ** today, thinking that Uncle Ming couldn't help it anymore, holding his stomach and laughing