People are like ghosts, with so much gold and silver in front of them, can you not be tempted? The reason why I didn't dare to tell the truth was probably because there were other unclean things in this house that threatened me.

Xiao Cui'er's eyes showed a greedy light, but she didn't dare to speak, she just lowered her head slightly, and glanced at the broken yellow pear box in the corner of the room. The look was fleeting, and soon she regained her strange expression and remained motionless.

"Damn! What the hell? If you want to speak, you can say it, and then fight with Lao Tzu Haha, Lao Tzu will kill the ghost together! Second Master Ma shouted with a gun.

"Second master, it's okay! Give him all that piece of pig's head! Okay Mo Jun, leave after eating, you have been on her for a long time, and she can't stand it, if what you say is true, I will naturally be indispensable to you, if you have half a lie, hum...... You should know the methods of our White Witch! With that, Ji Xinzheng waved his hand.

Xiao Cui'er tilted her arms, lowered her head, and slowly retreated, and when she walked to the door, she held the fragrant pig's head meat with both hands and sucked it vigorously, and then the whole person fell down with her head down.

"This ...... This...... New recruitment? She...... Finished? Why am I confused? "Don't say that Second Master Ma is confused, no one has ever seen this scene?" She was really a ghost just now? ”

"Well, you see how good the girls are, in order to save our eldest brother, they were ghosted, and the ghost was on the body once, even if they are healthy, they have to rest for seven or eight days to recover, and you still beat others? Is there really yours, bullying women? Ji Xinzheng glared at him and said.

"That'...... Then you just said to give him pig's head meat? He just sniffed it, did he eat it? Why hasn't anything changed? Ma Erye picked up the piece of pig's head meat, and it was indeed intact.

"Second master, if you don't like it, try to bite it."

Ma Erye didn't believe his statement, so he took a bite of the pig's head meat, and after this mouthful, there was no taste at all, and the greasy piece of pig's head meat didn't even taste like a pile of dust in his mouth.

"Bah, bah, bah...... What is this for? ”

"The dead eat to smell, and when he smells it, he absorbs the nutrients in the food of the yang world, and this is where the chewing of the rough kang comes from." Ji Xinzheng helped Xiao Cui'er up and patted her face, her eyes full of love.

To tell the truth, the Divine Tune Gate had withered by his time, and the shaman who was serious couldn't find three. Moreover, this second shaman is a black witch shaman, which is really rare! Ji Xin cherished his talents, and couldn't help but feel compassion, and planned to let Xiao Cui'er always be by his side.

Xiao Cui'er is not too old now, and the dark witch forbidden art is too weird, so someone needs to mention it. Once used by the gangsters, the harm caused by the forbidden black witch is too great. To put it bluntly, either keep her with you or kill her! Such talents must not be left to outsiders!

"Then he didn't say anything just now, why did you let him go? Aren't we going to work in vain? ”

Ji Xinzheng told him that Xing Mojun has said everything he should have said, but you can't understand it yet, and this matter needs to wait for Xiao Cui'er to wake up and ask in detail. "But you can rest assured, our eldest brother will definitely not die." He was sure of it.

Every time a shaman invites a god, it takes a lot of energy, not casually, and those who claim to be shamans when you see the dancing gods in the mountains are basically fooling people. This craft is the same as a warlock's fortune telling, and it is accurate to calculate that it is to leak the heavenly machine to damage Yangshou, and the harm to the shaman is even greater, if the cultivation is not high, the ability is not good, please hurt the soul once.

It is precisely because of this that during the Qing Dynasty, although the emperor's Qin Tianjian had shamans, almost all of them were only counted once a year, otherwise they would have to die of exhaustion.

The folk management of the god is also called "jumping god", the dance god is generally two people, divided into the god and the two gods, most of the gods are elderly women, women please the gods are more exquisite, if it is the time of the menstrual affair, you can't please the gods, because let the ghosts and gods see the blood then you can't send it away.

Ji Xinzheng picked up Xiao Cui'er and screamed several times, but she couldn't wake her up, and Xiao Cui'er's body temperature was very low, and she was still shivering. It seems that her physical condition is not optimistic, and if she can't wake up again, her soul won't be able to come back.

"Second master, don't worry about our eldest brother, go, take out a ginseng from your bag and give me a ginseng."

"What are you doing? You are crazy? For a mountain girl? This is ......"

Ji Xinzheng said to him: "I know, is it the hundred-year-old mountain ginseng that the fourth master brought back from Xing'anling?" Go ahead, stew one for her, can't I pay for it? People can save our eldest brother's life, should I be reluctant to play this point? ”

After a while, a bowl of steaming ginseng soup broke off, and Ji Xinzheng opened Xiao Cui'er's mouth and fed it little by little. It's a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, which is used for hanging, and it has an effect immediately after a few bites. Xiao Cui'er's body finally warmed up.

"Ji ...... Brother Ji...... Ask...... Did you ask it? She asked weakly as she wiped the blood from her face.

"Well, I asked, how are you? Better? ”

"I'm fine, who did you invite just now?"

"He calls himself Xing Mojun."

"Oh, Xing Mojun, I know him, a wandering ghost in Xishan, is also a poor person." Xiao Cui'er stood up, sat at the table and drank all the ginseng soup all night, and immediately felt full of vitality, as if she was rejuvenated. "And he...... Did he say it? ”

"Hmm......" Ji Xinzheng looked back at the old box of Huanghuali in his house and hesitated for a moment. You come with me. He put the padded jacket on Xiao Cui'er's shoulders, and dragged her to the ice and snow.

"Cut, and said that I didn't like anyone, but this little hand was pulled. Hypocrite! Ma Lao Er pouted and said disdainfully.

Ji Xinzheng asked Xiao Cui'er in the courtyard again, saying that the box of huanghuali in the corner of your house I think is an old object, what years have it been handed down?

"What's that? My mother said it was her dowry, but as long as I was close to the box, my mother scolded me, and I didn't dare to open it for so many years to see what was inside. Little Cuier recalled.

"Then let me ask you again, is there a forbidden technique of five demons among your black witches?"

"Five ghosts? Heard of ...... Can...... But in these years, no one should use the five ghosts to harm people anymore. Little Cui'er replied.

"Why?"

Xiao Cui'er told him that the five ghosts belong to the most vicious of the black witch forbidden arts, and they are similar to the "raising little ghosts" in the Liangguang area, which are all means of manipulating ghosts and gods to harm people.

(End of chapter)