(Cat pounce Chinese ghost friends walked around the house a few times, and did not find anything worth paying special attention to, this is a very ordinary commercial house.

"No, although the ones I recruited are all lonely ghosts, they are definitely more than enough to deal with ordinary people." He didn't believe in this evil, and walked into the back alley to the place where the small shop was backing: "I didn't expect you to really have some ability, it seems that you already knew in advance that I was coming, so you prepared early." ”

The ghost friend's eyes were gloomy: "But you are a mortal and a layman who is also vainly trying to fight against the ghost cultivator, which is really beyond your strength." I was not going to take your life, but you are making fun of me, and I will pay this debt with half your life. ”

Waving his hand and posing out the four Hinayana talismans, a trace of pain flashed on his face, for ordinary cultivators, Hinayana talismans are already a rare thing.

"The sky is long water, the earth is long water, the gold is long water, three water and one water, called the big ghost, please two ghosts, four little ghosts push their lives, they are pushing and turning backwards, and the Southern Dipper Liulang and the Big Dipper are too old and urgent!"

After the spell was recited, the ghost friend took out a handful of dark coins and sprinkled them into the night sky, and after a while, several vague hideous ghost shadows appeared, and finally four black shadows who picked up the dark coins remained.

This is exactly in response to the sentence that money can make ghosts grind, and the ghost friend stretched out his hand to the house, and then spilled a handful of dark coins.

The four ghosts listened to the order and quickly entered the small shop.

"The four ghosts all died unjustly, although they have not turned into powerful ghosts, but they are also stranded in the world because of their grievances, ordinary lonely souls you can deal with, then these few wild ghosts with a little magic I think you can resolve them?"

The four Hinayana talismans were also a bit nerve-wracking for the ghost friends, if it weren't for the black talisman given by the master, he would not have been willing to give up such a large capital.

Ten minutes passed, and the ghost friend walked around the scattered dead coins with his hands behind his back.

The night breeze blew slowly, and fifteen minutes passed, and the ghost friend tightened his collar and squatted at the door of the small shop with his clothes in place.

Twenty minutes passed......

"There's no movement at all?!" The ghost friend's ears were pressed against the wall, and he couldn't wait to enter through the wall: "The ghosts summoned by the four Hinayana talismans can't help him?" Does this guy believe in Jizo Bodhisattva? ”

Pursed the corners of his mouth that were a little bitter, in order to complete the task of the master and Jiang Chen, he had to take out the black talisman again.

"The rune paper is jet black, the rune gall is black and red, there must be a resentful ghost, although this rune is only Hinayana rune paper, but it is extremely rare." He was a little reluctant, for ghost cultivators, this kind of ghost thing was extremely attractive.

"It's almost dawn, and we can't go wrong again, so let me investigate this time. If the other party is really a reclusive noble virtue, then this talisman does not have to be wasted. The ghost friend made up his mind, and he rolled up his sleeves and climbed down the pipe like a monkey to the second floor.

The curtains were so thick that he couldn't see anything, and he took out a doll made of white paper from his pocket and stuffed it into the crack of the window.

Then, I don't know what spell the ghost friend used, the villain staggered to his feet and slowly pulled the lock sheath on the window.

"Fight with me, you're still a little tender." The ghost friend pushed open the window and jumped into the house, and at a glance he saw the coffin in the middle of the room.

"This coffin seems to be able to gather yin and evil, and a formation is drawn on the ground, and I have met a fellow believer." Instead of panicking, he showed a hint of curiosity: "Ghost cultivators like yin and evil, but this is the first time I have seen a coffin in the bedroom, this coffin is thick and heavy, and the yin qi is swirling, I'm afraid it is not a mortal thing, why did the owner of the house do this?" ”

"The room is narrow, the feng shui is ordinary, and it's not a treasure land, why did he put the coffin here?"

The ghost friend really couldn't figure it out, he was curious, and touched the lid of the coffin with his palm: "The surface is smooth, but the thin feeling is sticky with blood, and this touch is a bit like the rumored lacquered wooden coffin." ”

Most of the coffins are made of three kinds of wood, sandalwood, nanmu, and fir wood, because these three woods have good antiseptic effects.

The lacquered wooden coffin is not made of lacquered wood, but an ordinary coffin that has undergone other changes because of the deep burial in the yin ** or the treacherous place of feng shui, and the appearance has an extra layer of things that seem to be blood paint, and it feels special to the touch, like putting your hand into the blood that is about to solidify, hence the name.

"I've been cultivating ghost magic for more than ten years, and I've never seen a lacquered wooden coffin, but today it's an eye-opener." He swiped his palm over the lid of the coffin, as if it had fallen on the skin of a beauty, and he was reluctant to take it away for a long time.

"The value of this coffin is immeasurable, so isn't the ghost thing lying in this coffin even more rare? Do you want to take a look? Once this idea popped up, it was like a weed growing rapidly in his brain: "Take a look, and immediately reflect the situation here to the master after reading it, he should be more interested in the lacquered wooden coffin than I am." ”

The ghost friend couldn't resist the temptation, his fingers clasped the lid of the coffin, and slowly pushed it away.

Inside the coffin was pitch black.

"Empty coffin?" He leaned down, and as soon as he put his head over, a large black hair protruded from the red earth!

Wrap yourself around the neck of your ghost friend and pull him into the coffin alive!

"Bang!"

The lid of the coffin was closed, as if nothing had happened in the dreary night.

At this time, I was sleeping on the first floor when I heard a noise and immediately opened my eyes, but I did not move, first let my eyes adjust to the darkness, and then got up and took out the electric shock anti-wolf device from the drawer and held it in my hand.

"Someone came in?"

Bai Qi was awake early in the morning, staring vigilantly upstairs.

I didn't even bother to wear clothes, so I quietly went to the second floor with a wolf guard.

The door was open, and when I pushed it open, there was no one inside, but the windows were opened, and the night breeze blew the curtains.

"No, I kept the windows under control before I went to bed." I walked to the window and looked out, and there were flying coins all over the ground.

"What is this?" There was also a paper folded doll on the edge of the window, and I picked it up and put it away: "Could it be that the old man's ghost has returned?" ”

There was no place to hide anyone in the house, except for the coffin.

I tried to push the lid open with both hands, but this time the coffin was the same as in the sugar cane field, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open it.

"Looks like there's something going on here." Bai Qi was called, and I held it by the coffin until dawn, but nothing abnormal happened.

When the sunlight hit the house, I pushed the lid again, but it still wouldn't open.

"Evil Gate, the ghost is still inside, is it ready to rebel?"

I couldn't figure it out, and when I went downstairs to check the surveillance on the corner, I didn't find anything, except for the occasional black shadow flashing into the back alley.

"It should be the dark coin that this man tossed." Jiang Cheng saw that I was not pleasing to the eye, and there were many people who wanted to deal with me, and I couldn't determine the identity of the other party for a while.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and what I can do now is to strengthen myself as soon as possible."

I went back to the small shop and practiced the magic heart method, I took out from the drawer the solid Peiyuan Dan pill that I had exchanged during the last live broadcast, this pill can regulate breathing, smooth internal qi, relax muscles and bones, and warm muscles.

"This prescription is too precious to be handed over to Qianding Pharmaceutical, and all the drugs need to be grabbed and boiled by myself." Some things can be shared, some things cannot, especially after Huang Boyuan refused to hand me the scroll, and he kept offering money as a reward, which exposed his true nature as a businessman.

Leaving the house to look after the house, I closed the doors and windows, and found two thin wires to squeeze around the window, as well as around the coffin, so that as long as the thin lines were broken, I could know that someone had touched the coffin.

Leaving Tingtang Road, I took Huang Boyuan's first payment and ran all over Jiangcheng, selling only one or two Chinese medicines in each Chinese medicine shop.

When it was noon, I checked the prescription, and only Huang Xue was left and I didn't buy it.

After inquiring with the store, I found out that only the pharmacy of Qianding Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. in the whole Jiangcheng has this rare taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

I had no choice but to take a taxi to Jiangcheng's largest Chinese medicine market, located near the Bell and Drum Tower in the old city.

This is the birthplace of Huang Boyuan, after the listing of Qianding Pharmaceutical, this place has been built by Huang Boyuan into the largest traditional Chinese medicine market in the whole Central and South China.

It's the first time I've come to this kind of place, the buildings are antique, the air is faintly scented with medicine, and several streets are full of Chinese medicine shops, and at first glance I thought I had traveled back to ancient times.

I asked a few pharmacies, but they didn't have Huang Xue's medicine, so I walked in the crowd with my head down, and suddenly I was tapped on the shoulder.

Turning his head to look at a sex. The mature royal sister was putting her hand on my shoulder: "Don't talk, come with me." ”

"Are you...... Huang Lan? ”

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