Lin Yulan was pleasantly surprised, looking at the folding fan in her hand, she seemed to have understood the meaning of the Taoist. Since this folding fan is extraordinary, it should be a breeze to send a few people back. Thinking of this, Lin Yulan shook the fan a few times, and said silently: "Folding fan, folding fan, please help the virtuous person." ”

This spell may seem simple, but it reveals its limitations. In other words, only a virtuous person can harness this treasure and evoke its spirituality and powers. It seems that this folding fan has been in Benian's hands for 500 years, and it is just an ordinary thing to fan the wind and enjoy the coolness.

It can be seen that with his extremely heavy greed and the inextricable inferiority of his heart, he is incompatible with the words "virtuous man" in that mantra. Even so, how can you control this folding fan?

"Well, sure enough, the understanding is extremely high, and the wisdom is a lot. I said it a long time ago, you have a relationship with Xuanmen. ”

Daoist Yuan Yong praised Lin Yulan, and he couldn't help but think of Miaozhu five hundred years ago. Speaking of which, this Yuan Yong is still Miaozhu's uncle.

At that time, she fled her homeland to avoid the entanglement of Benian, and was separated from the kind and honest scholar halfway. Miaozhu, who was lonely, hungry and cold, fainted on the side of the road, and happened to meet Yuan Yong, who had returned from traveling. After asking the reason, Yuan Yong's heart of compassion was greatly extended and he was sent to Chanyu Nunnery, which is located on the top of Mount Emei. The master in the nunnery is Yuan Yong's fellow sister, and as for Miaozhu's decision to escape into the empty door later, it was really unexpected by Yuan Yong.

The folding fan once again exerted its supernormal ability, and after Lin Yulan's spell was recited, a cool breeze suddenly hit. Immediately afterward, something slowly floated in the distance. Approaching the front of everyone and slowly landing on the ground, it turned out to be a piece of red silk weaving, like a single towel quilt.

At that time, pedestrians and vehicles on the street continued to follow their own routines and tracks, as if they had not seen what was happening here. Is this a real-life version of the flying carpet? Lin Yulan was a little skeptical of her eyesight.

"Wow! Magical flying carpet! Am I walking into a fairy tale? Lin Yulan, you are too godly! It's almost a black witch! ”

"Go! You're the Black Witch! Where is this? Mukkel, which fairy tale has the character of the Black Witch? I haven't been to kindergarten, so please give me a little science, hehe. ”

"You...... Missing roots, half-brained Takasugi! You know a P! ”

Mu Ke'er actually quarreled with Gao Shan, Lin Yulan looked at the two very seriously and did not speak. In fact, Lin Yulan also felt very curious about the object "called" by the folding fan, but she was calm and restrained, and she was just happy. The important thing at the moment is to go back quickly, the Taoist still needs to heal. Thinking of this, Lin Yulan and Gao Shan helped the Taoist to step on the quilt. Zen Jing and Mu Keer also stepped on it one after another,

Lin Yulan recited the incantation silently again, wanting to urge the towel to fly quickly. At this moment, someone shouted anxiously behind her: "Wait for me......"

Everyone looked back and saw that it was the female ghost Qi Shuangling.

"You...... Haven't gone back yet? Hehe, it's quite a coincidence! ”

Lin Yulan looked at the female ghost who fell on the quilt and asked. In fact, the implication was to blame her for hiding quietly just now. The female ghost listened to Lin Yulan's insinuations, shook her head aggrievedly, and then took out something from the handbag she was carrying on her wrist.

"What? Give us the Soul Resurrection Orb? We're not spirits without bodies! Hehe, if you give it to me...... Then I'll take it for a few more money to spend, and I can think about it......"

Zen Jing stared at the small particles in the female ghost's hand with bright eyes, and actually mistook them for soul beads.

In fact, the Soul Bead has long been something he coveted. For more than ten days, Zen Jing seems to be learning the "face changing" technique of Sichuan Opera. In front of the master, he is a stubborn person who does not want to make progress, but in the eyes of evil spirits, he has a different face. Once, Zen Jing was invited by a white-haired old ghost into No. 58 of the villa area. That night, he made a deal with the demons, and later received a large sum of money. But he handed over the money to Gao Xin, and the two signed an agreement.

It was such a scene......

"Five-five."

At that time, Gao Xin said this, and Zen Jing looked displeased.

"Eighty-two points, I'll take eighty percent. Otherwise, I will summon ......"

"Okay, I promise you."

Before Zen Jing's words were finished, Gao Xin agreed to that condition. Because he is really afraid of the evil spirits behind Zen Jing, which are a group of terrorists hiding underground! Gao Xin really didn't dare to offend.

"Phew! You think beautifully! This is not a soul regeneration orb. ”

The female ghost angrily scolded Zen Jing, and then explained that it was not a soul regeneration bead in her hand. When Lin Yulan and Gao Shan heard this, they leaned over to look at it curiously. Daoist Yuan Yong also turned his head to look sideways, stared at the little thing and thought for a moment, stroked his white beard and said in a deep voice: "The child with two souls is saved." ”

When Lin Yulan heard this, she was so excited that she almost jumped up. At that time, the real-life version of the flying carpet under his feet had risen into the air......