Zhang Guan calmed down, thinking back to what had happened recently, and couldn't help but suspect in his heart that either it was the problem of the soul book, or the problem of starting to eat ghosts, which would lead to a change in his mind, but from the perspective of time, the possibility of eating ghosts was a little higher. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thinking of this, Zhang Guan hurriedly asked the little ghost next to him: "Are there any drawbacks to eating ghosts?" ”

Seeing the puzzled faces of the little ghosts, Zhang Guan immediately explained: "Will it cause me to become irritable and murderous?" ”

"Possibly." The little ghost nodded slightly.

Zhang Guan's face changed, and the secret path was indeed so.

The little ghost continued: "When you eat a ghost, you will receive all the negative energy in the ghost's body, such as irritability, murder, resentment, etc. ”

Zhang Guan smiled bitterly, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Then how to solve this problem?" ”

The little imp who spoke earlier shook his head and said, "This shouldn't be solved." ”

Zhang Guan sighed lightly, and at this time, another little ghost seemed to think of something, and interjected: "No, I heard that the soul book in the legendary four volumes of strange books can purify the soul, and if the purified soul is swallowed, there will be no side effects." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Guan was full of excitement, he didn't expect that he would have no trouble stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to get it, it turned out that his soul book had such a function.

Without hesitation, Zhang Guan took out the human skin painting in his arms, measured it up and down, left and right, but still couldn't see anything strange, so he had to stretch out in front of the little grimace and say: "Do you remember this, to tell you the truth, this thing is the soul book." ”

Hearing this, several little ghosts opened their mouths wide in shock, and looked at each other a few times, with disbelief in their eyes.

Zhang Guan shook the painting in his hand and said, "Then do you know how to use this soul book?" ”

The little imp who said earlier that the soul book can purify the soul continued: "I just heard about such a thing, and I really don't know how to do it. ”

Zhang Guan sighed regretfully, looking at the soul book in his hand and was speechless.

Suddenly, Zhang Guan remembered that of course he had to find Lao Dao for this kind of thing, and he actually forgot Lao Dao.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guan hurriedly rushed to the rented house of Lao Dao.

When I came to Lao Dao to rent a house, I found that Lao Dao really came back, I don't know why Lao Dao appeared in Nanjing before, but obviously Lao Dao didn't plan to tell Zhang Guan what he meant, and Zhang Guan naturally didn't ask again and again.

At this time, Lao Dao actually sat cross-legged on the bed to practice, which made Zhang Guan quite surprised, when he came to find this old Tao in the past, this old Tao was either sleeping or reading the little yellow book, and now he is so serious, and Zhang Guan is a little uncomfortable, no wonder the old Tao has been making rapid progress recently, Zhang Guan muttered in his heart.

Zhang Guan got straight to the point and asked Lao Dao directly: "Hey, Lao Dao, I heard that the soul book can purify the soul, so how should I use it?" ”

"Huh? Why do you ask this? Lao Dao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Guan with interest.

Zhang Guan realized that there was no obstacle to telling Lao Dao about this matter, so he handed the human skin painting in his arms to Lao Dao, and also said his guess.

When Lao Dao saw the human skin painting handed over by Zhang Guan, he raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which made Zhang Guan puzzled.

"Is this really a soul book?" Lao Dao squinted his eyes and turned his gaze to Zhang Guan.

When he asked like this, Zhang didn't have much to do, until now, this painting was just his guess, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Lao Dao smiled slightly and said, "Whether it is a soul book or not, you will know if you try it." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Guan's eyes lit up, and he nodded violently and said, "Yes, yes, you must know how to stimulate the soul book, you can try it." ”

Lao Dao looked at the human skin painting in his hand again, his face gradually became serious, and he said slowly: "It is rumored that the soul book palm lives and dies, but this statement only exists in legends, and I only know how to stimulate the effect of the soul book to purify the soul." ”

Zhang Guan stood aside and nodded slightly, and the little ghost also said that he had only heard that the soul book could purify the soul.

Lao Dao asked Zhang Guan to send a few little ghosts to try to catch a demon outside.

Zhang Guan should come down, immediately summoned a few little ghosts, and ordered to go down, and it didn't take long to see the little ghosts pressing a drowning ghost into the house.

Lao Dao put his finger into his mouth, took a bite, and suddenly the fingertips came out of the fine blood droplets, and then, Lao Dao's fingertips on the soul book, like a ghost painting in general, scribbled on the human skin painting, amazingly, the blood in the hand of the old Taoist touched the human skin painting and was not contaminated, like a sponge absorbing water, the human skin painting directly absorbed the blood on the old Dao's fingers, and there was no trace left on the surface, which was really magical.

The painting in Lao Dao's hand has not stopped, and the human skin painting suddenly flutters without wind, Lao Dao sighed in surprise, and suddenly withdrew his hand, it seems that something has changed.

Just when Zhang Guan was puzzled, a purple light suddenly shone on the human skin painting, which just covered the drowning ghost who had just been caught opposite.

At this time, the drowned ghost shrouded in purple light suddenly turned into a light and shadow and jumped into the human skin painting, and then, the human skin painting trembled and fell slowly.

Zhang Guan turned the human skin painting over and looked at it upside down, muttering, "Is this purification?" How did you get rid of that ghost? ”

The old man on the side had a serious face and said slowly: "This is not a soul book. ”

Zhang Guan looked at Lao Dao suspiciously and said, "Why? ”

"Can't you see it yourself? This painting eats the imp directly, can it be considered purification? Lao Dao scolded angrily.

Zhang Guan scratched his head, his face was strange.

"And what kind of weirdness is this?" Zhang Guan looked at Lao Dao and continued to ask.

Lao Dao's face suddenly showed a look of embarrassment and melancholy, but this expression flashed, and it returned to normal the next moment, even so, at that moment just now, Zhang Guan still saw it.

Lao Dao said softly: "I don't know either. ”

Zhang Guan pursed his lips and nodded thoughtfully, and then seemed to think of something, and muttered: "It seems that this thing can collect ghosts after dripping blood, and this will be a big weapon for me in the future." ”

Hearing this, Lao Dao's face was strange, he hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help but say: "This thing is too evil, you should use it as little as possible." ”

Hearing Lao Dao's words, Zhang Guan looked at Lao Dao meaningfully and smiled slightly.

Lao Dao avoided Zhang Guan's eyes and said, "Go back if you have nothing to do, I still have to practice." As he spoke, he continued to sit cross-legged, closed his eyes, and exhaled slowly.

Zhang Guan went out of the door, fell into deep thought, and had no clue after thinking about it for a long time, so he simply stopped thinking about it and strode away.

Zhang Guan can't go home now, so he stayed in a hotel in the city, but he didn't expect that the road was narrow, and he met an acquaintance in this hotel.