Chapter 15: I'll Ask
"After you transform into an excellent ghost, the head catcher will pass on some cultivation methods to you, and then you can condense your physical body, get rid of birth, old age, sickness and death, and you can also run for head catcher." "Really?" Zhao Ming was very excited, he was worried that he had no way to cultivate, but he didn't expect that someone had already planned it for him.
Embarking on the path of cultivation not only means that he will become a powerful ghost, but also transcend life and death and coexist with heaven and earth.
I'll go, this deal is safe and secure!
Huang Xian saw that he looked like he was about to wipe his palms, and felt that this big cake was almost drawn, so he stopped and said,
"This is still a bit fantastical for you now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dream.
There are thousands of ghosts in the yang world, and there are only a few places to evaluate each year, and there are many assessment items, in addition to performance, there are dozens of martial arts, qualifications, and so on.
These rules and regulations are studied in your free time, in short, remember my words, ghost hunting is our ghost's poor housekeeping ability, if you don't have this ability, your evaluation is completely hopeless. β
Zhao Ming's face was solemn, and he was a little helpless, "So, whether it is excellent or not, I don't count, I don't count if I catch the head, and it doesn't count, but it is considered by the top?" β
"Well, you're right." Huang Xian stroked his beard and said with empathy, "Salted fish is very good, but it is difficult to climb up." β
The target set by Yin Si for the ghost difference is 100 points per month, as long as you are not too lazy, everyone can complete it. But if you only pursue the completion of the target, then this ghost will not want to turn over for the rest of his life.
However, there are too few places.
Zhao Ming thought of his ranking, there were more than 10,000 ghost differences with a ranking of 4.9 points alone, and if he reversed it, wouldn't the number of ghost differences be huge and amazing?
"Do you know how many ghosts there are?"
"What are you asking for? Don't you work hard when there are too many people? β
β......β
To put it mildly... That's right.
"Then you can demonstrate, what is the real ability of the ghost!"
At this time, Zhao Ming was stupid if he didn't understand.
The 'ghost' mentioned by Song Yanyan and the 'ghost' said by Huang Xian are not the same type of ghost at all, the difficulty is different, and the method is naturally different.
"Then you're in for a treat!"
"Okay!"
Huang Xian stood with his hands in his hands, shook the dust slightly, his arm spun in the air a few times, and the long dust tail wrapped around it like a vine. The action is smooth and elegant.
Zhao Ming was amazed, these actions can be made into martial arts movies.
It's just that the latter paragraph is a bit of a lag,
I saw Huang Xian holding the dust upside down, as if carrying a feather duster, and his steps walked towards the enchantment one by one.
this
Why are you still lame?
Zhao Mingchao looked at the side of the road, and a white-soled cloth shoe was lying quietly on the cement road.
It is obviously impossible to ask him to come back to pick up his shoes, because when people are ready to do a big job, you find a reason to interrupt halfway, not to mention wasting feelings, and it is easy to pull hatred.
Feeling the killing intent of Huang Xian's soaring,
The Shadow Spirits scurried up and down, knowing that the end was approaching, but they kept ramming into the barrier, trying to break through at the last moment.
Huang Xian jumped into the enchantment and jumped up, as light as a fly, as heavy as a thunderbolt,
Zhao Ming didn't have time to sigh, what a handsome kung fu
Just listen to the 'pop',
Like the sound of a whip falling to the ground,
The zodiac chief gasped at the door of the ghost's head,
Shout,
"I'm fightingβ"
Followed by
"I hit,
I hit,
I'm strikingβ"
Within the barrier, the remnants danced, and the Yin Soul was drawn to the point where there was no way to fight back.
Zhao Ming was stunned,
After a long time, he came back to his senses and quietly asked, "Isn't he afraid of bad reviews from Yin Spirits when he fights like this?" β
Song Yanyan shook her head, "The evaluation is the benefit that Yin Si gives to Yin Souls, but not every Yin Soul can enjoy it." welfare, only to those obedient ghosts. This one only violates the order of the Yin Law to stay in the Yang world, which is not in accordance with the rules. And it's also involuntary, so it doesn't have the right to evaluate. β
Zhao Ming nodded, looked at the fierce Huang Xian, and was speechless for a while.
Do you want to follow this path in the future?
He really doesn't like this tune very much-
After strenuous exercise, the zodiac chief wiped the sweat from his head, closed the enchantment, and said to the Yin Spirit, "No thanks. β
Shade: "......"
After losing the control of the enchantment, the five black spirits slowly rose towards the night sky, and Huang Xian glanced at it and untied a Qiankun bag from his waist. The spirit is the rough and turbid yin qi, which constitutes the human sensory form. Properly refined, it activates the sleeping receptors in the body.
Many ghosts who have not had the opportunity to advance to catch their heads are trying to use this method to make themselves 'complete', and Huang Xian is no exception, although the chances of success of this method are very slim.
Just when the remnants were dragged and flew towards the Qiankun bag, they were cut off halfway, turned around on Huang Xian's head, and then flew directly towards Song Yanyan.
"Hey! Where to go? Come back! β
Huang Xian jumped and screamed and chased after the remnants of the run, but after all, the running was not as good as the flying ones, and when he caught up, the remnants had already turned into a big cake and were stacked on Song Yanyan's hands.
I even picked his peaches!
"You!" The zodiac chief angrily reprimanded, how can you grab things?
"Huh?" Song Yanyan's face was not good, she took a large cake and took a bite, "Something?" βγ
Huang Daochang swallowed his saliva, pursed his mouth, and said, "...... It's delicious, don't choke..."
The Spirit Eater was only close to its master, and he, a nobody, really didn't dare to mess with it.
glared at Zhao Ming and stretched out his hand, "You owe me five meals!" β
Zhao Ming: "......"
Without waiting for Zhao Ming to answer, Huang Daochang picked up the shoes on the road, put them on, and walked in front angrily.
Zhao Ming smacked his lips and lowered his head to chase after him.
Song Yanyan chewed the flatbread, followed Zhao Ming's side, and ate happily.
Obviously, it was the same road, and it felt like it took a long time when I came in, but it only took ten minutes to go back. The zodiac walked very quickly, but when he reached the door of the cemetery, he suddenly stopped.
Because the zodiac chief found that there was a car parked in the empty cemetery.
Who is the owner?
Why did he park his car here?
Countless questions poured into the Taoist chief's mind, and he stepped forward, looked left and right, and was sure that there was no one in the car.
"Xiao Zhao, come and see, there is a car parked here!" The Taoist chief lay on the windshield and greeted Zhao Ming sneakily, like that, if he doesn't steal, he will be like a thief.
"I know, I'm here to stay." Zhao Ming touched his head, he was embarrassed to say that it was his own car, after all, Song Yanyan, a person who knew the roots, followed, and he pretended to be weak-hearted.
"Your car??" The Dao Leader screamed, staring at him with regret, and hated the iron and steel, "Xiao Zhao, how long has it been, and you have been corrupted?" Have you forgotten how the surname Chen died? β
"It's Ghost Chen's car." Zhao Ming supported his forehead, fortunately he didn't pretend to be forced, otherwise who would he talk to?
"Hey?" The Taoist chief put his mind at ease, it's okay to have nothing to do with Xiao Zhao.
Two seconds later,
The Taoist chief seemed to remember something, "What about the store in the city?" β
"It's his, too."
"I know," the Taoist said, waving his hand, "I'll just ask, is it rented?" β
"No, I bought it."
β......β