Able to catch lonely souls from the underworld!

Looking at the seemingly ordinary fishing rod in Fu Qingxiao's hand, Huijue was secretly amazed in his heart.

It's a pretty big thing.

If there is such a thing, plus this Thousand Souls Incense Burner, where does the original Bai Gongzi need to jump off the gate of the Netherworld, so that he can never come back.

"Amitabha. ”

"The little monk came to open the gate of the netherworld, thinking that she died in the well, and after being sucked in by the gate of the netherworld, most of them also lingered near this place. ”

Hui Jue recited the Buddha's name and spoke.

But when his words fell, Fu Qingxiao shook his head, and just said with a smile,

"Don't bother. ”

"If you open the gate of the netherworld, I have a rakshasa golden hairpin here, and I can break the boundary. ”

Hearing Fu Qingxiao's words, Hui Jue was stunned for a moment, but then nodded with a wry smile.

Fu Qingxiao, as the daughter of the shepherd of Leizhou, is not only not weak in her own skills.

Now it seems that she is carrying a large number of treasures on her body.

It's no wonder that the old master asked Fu Qingxiao to follow Huijue out, and told him that no matter what he needed help, he could ask Fu Qingxiao for help.

When he was talking to Huijue, Fu Qingxiao had already walked over.

After walking over, she placed the Thousand Souls Incense Burner on the ground, and then tore off a piece of the clothes of the bones on the ground and put it into the incense burner.

After doing this, she pinched a handprint and muttered two mantras, which seemed to be vibrating.

With her casting the spell, in the Thousand Souls Incense Burner, the corner of the clothes that was stuffed into the incense burner actually spontaneously combusted.

A wisp of dark smoke rose from inside the censer.

In the smoke, faintly, it seems that a dignified and slender figure can be seen.

The smoke rose, gathered but not dispersed, constantly hovering over the incense burner, and gradually, it had gathered into a cloud of smoke.

Seeing this, Fu Qingxiao bowed slightly.

Then she stretched out her hand, as if very casually, pulling out a golden hairpin from her head.

Pulling out the golden hairpin, Fu Qingxiao blew lightly on the golden hairpin, and then the golden hairpin came out of his hand, turning into a golden light, and on the edge of the Thousand Souls Incense Burner, a crisp and neat scratch was made.

The scratches cut open, revealing a cold and deep pitch-black hole!

Below the entrance of the cave, endless yin wind howled, and ghostly energy swirled like raging waves.

The scene under the entrance of the cave, at a glance, seems to be terrifying, giving people a terrifying feeling as if once they fall, they will never get up again.

As soon as the golden hairpin was drawn, the gate of the nether realm was opened casually.

It seems that all this is already very familiar to Fu Qingxiao.

After the Nether Gate opened, the smoke that rose from the Thousand Souls Incense Burner immediately floated leisurely, like wisps of smoke, floating into the Netherworld Gate.

Under the gate of the netherworld, the yin wind howled, blowing away the smoke that drifted into the netherworld.

Seeing this, Hui Jue couldn't help but speak,

"This ......"

But before he had time to say anything, he seemed to understand what Hui Jue was thinking, Fu Qingxiao just said,

"It doesn't matter. ”

"This smoke seems to have been blown away, but in fact, no matter how the wind blows, its smoke is always connected. ”

"Now, we just have to wait slowly. ”

"If you want to spend a while, there should be results. ”

Hearing Fu Qingxiao say this, Huijue naturally only nodded.

"Let's hope we can find her. ”

Hui Jue couldn't help but look at the white-clothed ghost who was trapped by the Buddha's light, and thought secretly in his heart.

I don't know if God has eyes.

It was only a stick of incense, and under the gate of the Netherworld, in the endless yin wind and ghostly energy, a faint ghost shadow really appeared.

Her figure is thin, and she looks very lonely and powerless in the constantly tumbling ghostly aura.

She could only barely wander in the yin wind and ghostly energy.

As long as she went up a little higher, the waves of the endless yin wind and ghost qi slapped over, sweeping her out I don't know how far.

But there seemed to be an inexplicable thread pulling her, even if she was swept away by the waves of the gloomy wind and ghostly spirit, soon, she would stumble and float over again.

After this sad ghost appeared, both Huijue and Fu Qingxiao's minds were completely affected by her.

"Looks like it's her!"

Fu Qingxiao opened his mouth and said.

Immediately, she held the fishing rod in her hand, and after muttering a spell, she threw the hook on the rod downward.

The moment the hook was played, it was unbelievable that the silk thread, which originally looked only five feet long, suddenly stretched for an unknown number of feet.

After the fish hook hanging on the silk thread threw down the door of the Middle Netherworld, it tore the rolling waves in the Middle Netherworld alive, and directly hooked towards the bleak ghost shadow below.

The hook landed straight on the body of the miserable ghost, hooking her soul at once.

This fishhook seemed to have very strange powers, and after hooking the ghost, her soul immediately turned into a cloud of soul mist and wrapped around the fishhook.

Then Fu Qingxiao, who was standing on the ground, shook it hard, and the fish hook pulled the soul to break through the turbulent waves, and rushed straight to the gate of the middle netherworld!

Under the gate of the Middle Netherworld, the endless Yin Wind and Ghost Qi seemed to be completely enraged.

The wind was raging and roaring.

The ghost erupted with endless whimpering.

The waves rolled, and it seemed to be about to turn the world upside down.

It's a pity, even so, it's still useless, this thin fishing line just pulls the soul mist, as if it rushes out of the nether gate very freely.

The moment the fish hook rushed out of the Netherworld Gate with the soul mist, Huijue hurriedly made a move, and a Buddha light sprinkled down, smoothing the Netherworld Gate.

Snatching ghosts from the netherworld, in case it provokes bad luck, is quite bad.

He did this, which also meant that after being a thief, he quickly wiped his ass clean.

Seeing Huijue's nervous appearance, Fu Qingxiao, who was holding a fishing rod, couldn't help but smile.

But even so, she couldn't help but laugh out loud,

"Master doesn't need to be like this, it's just a lonely soul, and if you want to come to the big people in the netherworld, you shouldn't care about us. ”

"Amitabha, opening the gate of the nether realm without authorization and fishing for the lonely souls in the nether realm is against the order of heaven. ”

Facing Fu Qingxiao's words, Huijue just said seriously.

"Uh-huh. ”

When Huijue said this, Fu Qingxiao naturally didn't say anything more, just nodded.

Then she took the fishing rod in her hand and flicked it gently, the fishing hook came out, and the soul mist hanging on the fishing hook immediately floated down leisurely, landed on the ground, and turned into a hazy female figure.

She was wearing a silk brocade skirt, vaguely, it could be seen that she was very beautiful and virtuous, almost not inferior to Fu Qingxiao.

And compared with Fu Qingxiao, her expression was even more poignant.