After taming, the spiritual creature will be dominated by the caster, you let it live, it will live, you let it die, it will die, lose its spirituality, and become a puppet of the caster.

The most terrifying thing is that once the 'beast taming method' is cast on a spiritual creature, the future of the spiritual creature is cut off, and the opportunity to cultivate to a higher realm is lost.

He was about to go to Hedong Town to hunt ghosts, and when he came back from catching ghosts, he was ready to retreat, use Bodhi Zi to enlighten and comprehend the sword intent, he didn't have time to slowly grind off the edges and corners of the spirit bird, so that it would willingly recognize him as the master, so he could only use some radical means to forcibly tame it.

Of course, in order to reduce the damage to the spirit bird, Shachen will use the power of the soul to leave a beast control brand in the spirit bird's head, step by step, strengthen the brand every once in a while, and finally achieve the purpose of taming the spirit bird.

This is much better than forcibly taming, and it greatly retains the spirituality and growth space of the spirit bird.

In practice, Shachen found that he had taken it for granted.

The spirit bird's spirituality is stronger than expected, and the beast control brand is too weak to change its attitude towards sand and dust, too strong will wipe out its spirituality, and the gains outweigh the losses.

There is no way, the sand and dust can only take water grinding work, constantly leaving a faint beast control brand to make the spirit bird fall into endless exhaustion.

I don't know how long later, the door opened, and a tired face of sand and dust walked out, and the spirit bird stood on his shoulder, combing his feathers, and from time to time probing to rub Sand Dust's face, showing that it was very close.

"Brother Chen, you finally came out, it's been a day and a night." Ren Tingting, who was guarding the courtyard, heard the sound of the door opening and ran over with a anxious face.

"One day and one night?"

Shachen's face changed greatly, "It's not good, it's wrong, Tingting, the spirit bird will be taken care of by you, I'll rush to Hedong Town, I hope that things don't develop to the point of no return." ”

"If you have something to do with the method I taught you, contact me and Master, I'm leaving."

"Brother Chen, eat and leave......"

At this time, how could Shachen have the heart to eat, he promised Mao Xiaofang to help catch ghosts, if the He Tianxian troupe was destroyed by the ghost troupe, his conscience would be difficult to be at peace, and it would inevitably make the Dao heart lacking, and it would be very difficult to go out of the body to cross the catastrophe, "I hope I can catch up, don't die." ”

The sand and dust sword was in the sky, and he hurried to Hedong Town.

When the sun was about to set, he rushed to Hedong Town with a tired face, and casually pulled a pedestrian to ask about the residence of He Tianxian Troupe.

Fortunately, Hedong Town is very remote, and few opera troupes come to perform, He Tianxian's arrival this time caused a sensation in Hedong Town, and many villagers know where He Tianxian's troupe lives.

"Class master, there's a little brother named Shachen outside."

"Sand and dust...... That's a familiar name! Wearing a melon skin hat and a purple robe, the class master, who was about fifty years old, heard Xiao Wusheng's words and thought thoughtfully.

Uncle Zhang Da, who is in his fifties, with short hair and a black mole on the right corner of his mouth, reminded: "Class master, the last time I was invited to perform in Gantian Town, Qing Phoenix was haunted, it seems that this little brother named Shachen was subdued, he is a senior disciple of Mao Xiaofang Mao Dao, go out to greet him." ”

"Oh, look at my memory, quick, quick, welcome your guests."

The head of the class carried the hem of the robe and strode out of the theater, and the main actors of the troupe such as Uncle Zhang Da, Ah Gui, Ah Biao, and Ah Jia followed one after another.

Shachen stood at the door of the theater and waited, and after a while, the enthusiastic voice of the class owner came from his ears, "Brother Sha, oops, why don't you go in directly when you come, snub the distinguished guests, forgive your sins." ”

"The class master's words made Shachen ashamed, the class master asked someone to send a letter to my master, asking the master to come over to catch ghosts, Gantian Town is not peaceful during this time, the master can't get out, let me come over, how did I think that the person who sent the letter forgot about it, and only told me today. Seeing that everyone is okay, I feel at ease. Shachen shook the pot decisively and said sincerely.

The head of the class suddenly realized, "No wonder Daoist Mao didn't come, it turned out to be entangled in important things, Brother Sha, you don't have to blame yourself, you can't be blamed for this, our troupe is already fine." ”

"Are you alright?" Shachen was stunned.

"Haha, Brother Sha doesn't know, this Uncle Zhang Da next to me pretended to be a public judge last night, and the ghost was deceived and complained of grievances, and he actually asked us to help him collect the bones and put them into the ground, so that he could be reincarnated safely, just now, we have buried the bones, and the ghost will not come to haunt us." The class leader smiled.

Pretending to be a public judge?

Shachen's eyes were different, and he looked at Uncle Zhang Da and praised: "Uncle Zhang Da is very courageous!" ”

Uncle Zhang Da said modestly: "Brother Sha has a good reputation, I have been doing this business for a long time, and I know more, and I have to count Mao Daochang and Brother Sha in terms of real skills." ”

"Class master, Uncle Zhang Da, the troupe is fine, then I will leave." Shachen was a little depressed, and hurried over, but the people solved the ghost themselves, pretending to be a public trial ghost, and this bridge seems to have been seen somewhere.

"Brother Sha, wait."

"Is there anything else going on?"

"Brother Sha, you have worked hard all the way, and it is getting dark, it is better to stay and have a light meal, it just so happens that the troupe will not start the gong tonight, and everyone will get together together." The class leader graciously invited.

"Wouldn't that be inconvenient?"

"What's inconvenient, Brother Sha can come, this is the blessing of He Tianxian Troupe, please come in." Without waiting for Shachen to refuse, the class owner took him by the hand and pulled him into the theater.

After a day and a night, he didn't eat, and he drove four hundred miles, and the dust was indeed a little tired, and the class owner warmly invited him, so he had no reason to refuse, so he stayed and prepared to go back early tomorrow morning.

"Brother Sha......"

Shachen smiled and said, "Class master, Uncle Zhang Da, you can call me Ah Chen." ”

"Dusty ......"

He Tianxian Troupe is not as famous as Qing Phoenix, but the people in the troupe are very easy-going, except for the big name of Taizhu, of course.

Shachen has seen his temper in Gantian Town, and in the face of Qing Phoenix's red horn, he dares to give people eye medicine, and if he doesn't act, he won't act, forcing Qing Phoenix's class master to meet his requirements.

Uncle Zhang Da in the troupe is a know-it-all, he is very old, he has been eating in the troupe since he was a child, traveling from south to north, he has a wide range of knowledge, and he has also encountered a lot of ghosts and elves, and he talks endlessly about Shachen.

Although these ghosts are not worth mentioning in Shachen's eyes, he still listens carefully, some ghost knowledge and ghost catching methods are something he has never heard of, and after some exchanges, he has also benefited a lot.

The dinner party was set up by the troupe itself, and the women in the troupe who cooked and cooked were all smart, especially Sister Li and Sister Ai.

Sister Ai is wearing a red long jacket, holding a red silk scarf in her hand, her figure is graceful, the style is infinite, she can go up to the kitchen and down the hall, and the dinner is handled by her.

Soon, a sumptuous meal was served.

"Huh?"

Just when the head of the class asked everyone to start eating, Shachen stood up suddenly, his face was solemn, and he walked to the kitchen without saying a word.

The class owner, Uncle Zhang Da and others looked at each other, hurriedly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and followed, and just walked to the kitchen door, they heard the sound of the dishes and chopsticks breaking inside, as well as the cry of Sister Ai for help.

"It's not good, it's Sister Ai!"

(End of chapter)