"Could it be that the quality of this incense is not good?" This incense was found by Wang Hao in a small shop in a university town, generally speaking, the incense that summons ghosts belongs to the attributes of agarwood.

Maybe it's the wrong time, some ghosts only appear at certain times.

Wang Hao estimated the time, and when it was almost eleven o'clock, he lit the last incense stick in his hand.

This incense finally had an effect, in the middle of the crossroads, there was a phantom gradually condensed, Wang Hao saw that this was the little boy he saw that day, but today's little boy made Wang Hao feel a little different, and seemed to be a little more angry.

"Mom. After the little boy's ghost appeared, he said to Lin Xi.

When Lin Xi heard this, he was touched somewhere in his heart, and wanted to run up to hug the little boy, but was grabbed by Wang Hao

This little boy made Wang Hao feel very wrong at this time, and let Lin Xi run up, it was very likely that there would be some uncontrollable consequences.

"Lin Xi, your child may be controlled by others, you wait a minute. Wang Hao pulled out a book from his waist, Myoho-renge-kyo, which Wang Hao found in the library of G-City Medical University.

According to the words of the Sutra of Eternal Life, the Lotus Sutra can dissolve the anger on the ghosts, and even monks with powerful mana can even use this scripture to surpass ghosts.

There are many rare words in the scriptures, but fortunately, Wang Hao found the kind with pinyin.

"Myoho-renge-kyo is the essence of the advent of all Buddhas. Contains Great Xia. Wang Hao read according to the content of the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, and between the words, every time Wang Hao finished reading a sentence, it seemed that a special energy flew out of Wang Hao's mouth, and after floating in the air, it fell on the little boy's body.

Wang Hao read most of the scriptures, and the ghostly aura on the little boy's body slowly decreased.

The wind whistled, the sound of something cutting through the air.

"Who dares to obstruct the practice of this seat. A voice came from afar.

Wang Hao's back was cold, he no longer recited the Lotus Sutra of the Mystic Law, turned around and looked, only to see a flying sword flying towards him.

"Damn, there are still people on earth who can do this. Such a dark night is like day for Wang Hao, Wang Hao's body is biased, dodging the flying sword, and his right hand slashes at the flying sword.

I don't know what this flying sword is made of, it was cut by Wang Hao's right hand, as if it had lost its spirituality, and fell to the ground like a piece of wood, Wang Hao picked up the wooden sword on the ground and weighed it carefully, "Is there a switch on this, or is there a weapon that launches a wooden sword in the distance." ”

A yellow-robed Taoist appeared from the night, a middle-aged man, with a black beard, carrying a yellow canvas bag, looking at the canvas bag, it seemed that there were many things hidden.

This yellow-robed Taoist is a person who refines ghosts.

When the yellow-robed Taoist saw that his magic weapon was knocked down by the young man in the distance, he was very anxious and shouted, "Give me my magic weapon quickly." ”

This wooden sword was finally obtained by him, but he didn't expect to be cut down by someone this time.

Wang Hao looked at the wooden sword in his hand and said, "Magic weapon." "I have already made up my mind in my heart, this magic weapon must not be returned, and I must study it carefully.

Wang Hao threw the wooden sword to Lin Xi, but Lin Xi seemed to be very afraid of the wooden sword, and took three steps back, causing the wooden sword to fall to the ground.

This wooden sword was originally cut by Wang Hao, and there was a crack, but at this time, it fell to the ground, and with a click, it actually shattered.

The Taoist priest's heart was also cracked.

Wang Hao looked at Lin Xi, Lin Xi looked at Wang Hao, the Taoist priest looked at the two, and then looked at the wooden sword on the ground, the scene was very embarrassing for a while!

This wooden sword is not only an extremely practical magic weapon for this Taoist priest, but also a very practical weapon for loading B, in front of those rich people, in front of those young girls, in front of those ignorant villagers, recite a few spells, you can make this wooden sword fly all over the sky, so that those rich people can throw their five bodies to the ground.

This wooden sword is a sharp weapon to restrain ghosts, and relying on the power of this wooden sword, this Taoist priest has recovered many powerful ghosts.

This Taoist priest's name was Wu Ming, his mother died of illness in his early years, and he wandered the streets, and later found a dilapidated ancient book in a ruined Taoist temple, originally Wu Ming wanted to sell the ancient book to the owner of the bookstore, but the owner of the bookstore said that the book was a fool's thing, and he had to buy the book for a dollar! Wu Ming did not sell the book to the owner of the bookstore, but began to learn the things in the book himself.

That wooden sword was also discovered by Wu Ming in the Taoist temple.

Gradually, Wu Ming learned the art of yin and yang, and also understood how to judge feng shui, but that book was too profound, and Wu Ming still did not learn all the content.

But relying on what he learned from that ancient book, Wu Ming was diligent and diligent, judging feng shui for the rich and driving away ghosts, and now he has saved a lot of wealth, and he already has several suites in City B!

Wu Ming was an orphan when he was very young, and his understanding of the world is that the weak eat the strong, and the winner is king!

He had already gone through a rich life, but he was still not satisfied, and learned the art of raising ghosts in ancient books, so he left City B and ran around China, just to find a suitable ghost, and then cultivate it into a ghost that can be driven by himself!

Wu Ming's heart was dripping blood, like a wronged child, he jumped up and pointed at Wang Hao and scolded: "You stinky boy, quickly compensate for my flying sword." ”

As he spoke, Wu Ming took out a few gourds from his backpack.