"People have three souls and seven spirits, and after death, their souls are scattered and do not attach themselves to the body.

Souls either throw themselves into the spirit world, waiting for reincarnation, or because of obsession, wander around and turn into lonely souls. ”

"The level of soul is the same as that of human monks like us, there are three, six, nine and so on.

In order, there are dead spirits, resentful spirits, fierce spirits, tyrant spirits, evil spirits, ghosts, brake spirits, and spirits. ”

In a dilapidated temple, a ragged beggar grabbed Ye Qingfeng's hand and exclaimed, "Wow, it's amazing, you have a spiritual light spewing out from the Heavenly Spirit Gai, you know, you have such a talent at a young age, it's a cultivation wizard that you can see once in a hundred years!" ”

Looking at the old beggar in front of him, the corners of Ye Qingfeng's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

He was originally a young man from a pan-blue planet, three months ago, he opened a LOL with his classmates in an Internet café, and just selected the characters, and then the Internet café had a power outage, the computer exploded, and then ...... He came to a strange world called the Barren Realm.

The old beggar stuffed a broken blueprint of thread binding into Ye Qingfeng's hand, and said seriously: "Little brother, your bones are amazing, the task of eliminating demons and guarding the common people will be handed over to you!" ”

Ye Qingfeng: "Uh...... Hmmm......"

The old beggar's eyes were hot: "This secret book of "Gathering Spirits" is a priceless treasure, I think it is related to you, I will accept you ten silver coins and teach it to you." ”

Ye Qingfeng: "......"

Syllable!

Seeing Ye Qingfeng's stunned appearance, the old beggar took the blue book in his hand and slapped it on the back of his head.

"What are you doing, old man?"

Ye Qingfeng grinned in pain.

After coming to this world for three months, he knew that this old beggar was originally a landlord in his hometown, unruly by nature, addicted to martial arts, and thus formed a grudge against the overlord of his hometown.

The old beggar lived a prosperous and leisurely life, but when he encountered the entanglement of the local overlord of his homeland, the clansmen and lovers were victimized one after another, and finally although the revenge has been avenged, he still can't let go, so he scattered all his family wealth and wandered around, becoming a beggar......

"Stinky boy, I've been playing against you for a long time, have you listened? The process of selling to the young master of the Cui family today is really thrilling, it's all because your acting skills are not in place, but fortunately I came back! ”

The old beggar pouted and said: "In the future, I will be responsible for going to Hongsheng Study to pick up abandoned books for transformation, and you are responsible for finding some stupid people who have a little money at home, tricking them into buying books, and we will divide the money equally, and you are not too young, within three years, I guarantee that you have the money to buy a house in the county and marry a daughter-in-law." ”

Ye Qingfeng smiled awkwardly.

He clearly remembered that on a full moon night, the old beggar stole the wine from nowhere, and was so drunk that his mouth was broken and his mouth was broken and he made a crying sound.

"Rushuang, it's all because I was too young and ...... to do things"

"Otherwise, my grandson will make soy sauce!"

"Frost! Are you okay over there? ”

……

From that night on, the old beggar's eyes changed when he looked at Ye Qingfeng, and he even forced him to practice a martial art called "Splitting Stone Fist", forcing him to use various methods to defraud the children of wealthy merchants in Huatian County of money.

No, some time ago, the ordinary weapons stolen from the county's blacksmith were said to be antiques dug up from the ancient tomb and sold to the young master of the Zhao family in Huatian County, after he failed, he came up with a way to make money.

I have to say that the way that the old beggar came up with to earn money is really strange and very profitable, and in a month, they have earned almost eighty silver coins, which is several times more than what they begged before.

According to Ye Qingfeng's price comparison with the Pan-Blue Planet, eighty silver coins are equivalent to eight thousand yuan in the previous life, which is enough for two months' expenses for an ordinary family in this world.

But for Ye Qingfeng and the old beggar, eighty silver coins are just a little easier to live a small life.

There is still a considerable distance from the goal set by the old beggar.

"Okay, okay, I'll go find some wine to drink, did you promise the county guard to go to Shouyizhuang tonight?"

The old beggar walked out of the broken temple that didn't even have a gate, turned around and said: "Where are there any dead spirits, resentful spirits, I think they are all some villains who pretend to be gods, with your kung fu, even the police officers of the Huatian County Police Station may not be your opponents, don't worry, go there and sleep for a night, there will be a silver coin, it's really easy to earn." ”

Ye Qingfeng glanced at the old beggar: "Why don't you go?" ”

Recently, there have been two bizarre murders in Huatian County, and the deceased are all family members in the mansion of the boss of Jindemi Shop in the county.

Yizhuang has always been a place to be avoided in Huatian County, and there are usually special personnel to take care of it, but just yesterday, the man died suddenly and strangely, so frightened that even some brave people did not dare to take this errand.

Therefore, the county security went to the alley where the beggars gathered to "offer a heavy reward", but they didn't even dare to accept a beggar.

The county security had no choice but to use authoritative pressure and draw lots, and was lucky to be drawn by Ye Qingfeng.

The county guard told Ye Qingfeng that the people sent by the county guard to see Shouyizhuang and the monks who came to investigate the matter would arrive tomorrow.

In order to let Ye Qingfeng take care of Yizhuang willingly, the county security first gave half of the remuneration, fifty copper coins, and asked Ye Qingfeng to find him tomorrow to get the rest.

The old beggar standing outside heard Ye Qingfeng's words, his eyes shrank, and he said with a dry smile: "Old beggar, I'm old, my body is not good, how can I eat the night breeze of Yizhuang, stinky boy, don't say I didn't take care of you, do you see?" The headless god on the altar, the black iron rod in his hand, is wearing self-defense tonight. ”

After saying that, the old beggar slipped away as if he had greased the soles of his feet.

"Damn! You old man......" Ye Qingfeng was completely speechless.

There have been two murders in Huatian County recently, and the rumors are boiling, and the caretakers of Yizhuang also died, so many people blame the "spirit" for this incident.

In this world, the spirit is equivalent to the "ghost" in Ye Qingfeng's previous life.

However, these are ethereal things for ordinary people, although many people have not seen the spirit, but the fear of facing the unknown psychologically, gives them an invisible and strong deterrent effect.

In his previous life, Ye Qingfeng was a young man who firmly believed in science, but when he arrived here, everything had changed drastically.

He wasn't sure if he was living in a world where he was living today......

"The old man is right, it's good to bring a guy for self-defense!"

Ye Qingfeng's gaze fell on the tall headless god statue in the center of the altar of the main hall of the temple.

He quickly climbed up to the altar and removed an iron rod of nearly one meter that the stone statue held in his right hand.

After taking the iron rod, Ye Qingfeng felt a little heavy, but with his arm strength, it was no problem to use it as a weapon.

After jumping off the altar, Ye Qingfeng inexplicably felt that the palm of his hand holding the iron rod was a little hot, and a mysterious power melted into his body, which suddenly made his consciousness a little trance.

"What's going on?"

"What the hell is this?"

"Ah~ I want to vomit ......"

A strong discomfort enveloped Ye Qingfeng, just when he was sweating profusely and was about to faint.

A mechanical voice sounded in his ears—

"Ding-dong! The Heavenly Dao Spirit Capture System has been activated and is being loaded..."

Three seconds later.

"Ding-dong! The system is bound! ”

"Host: Ye Qingfeng

Age: 18 years old

Belonging: Wasteland

Occupation: Soul Hunter Apprentice

Repair: blank

Natal Divine Weapon: Soul Whip

Exercises: None

Skill: Cracker

VIP level: LV0

AFK speed: 0

Make-up value: 0"

Heavenly Dao Soul Capture System?!

Could it be...... The perks of the traverser?

Looking at the disappearing iron rod in his hand, Ye Qingfeng's heart turned upside down, and just before he could calm down, the voice of the system sounded again......