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Blowing the fire on the shoulder, and extinguishing a few sorrows.

"Xiong'er, come out and help carry people!" The goddess shouted at Bai Xiong, who was practicing qi in the courtyard.

Bai Xiong, who tied up the inner eight figures, closed his eyes and spit out in a circle with his hands towards the rising sun, heard his mother's call, exhaled deeply, and strode towards the gate.

Bai Xiong, who practiced Taoism, saw at a glance that the fire on the boy's shoulder on the tricycle had been extinguished.

In order to save the boy, it is necessary to light the extinguished fire on his shoulder. And Bai Xiong can only step on the gang step fight, five thunder bombs and some simple spells. It can't ignite the heavenly fire~

After Bai Xiong carried the tall and thin boy to the sofa in the living room, the goddess stared at the boy on the sofa for a long time, a little helpless.

It's not that she's old, it's that she's only proficient in some soul calling methods and calculations, and manages the earth immortals in Fuxi Temple part-time.

At this time, White Tiger and Fubo also came to the living room~

After understanding the cause and effect, seeing the white tiger whose mother was thinking hard and couldn't figure out the solution, he said distressedly: "Mother, let Xiangyun come and see!" ”

Suddenly, the goddess's eyes lit up, and her frowning brows relaxed, "By the way, how did I forget him!" Since Zhi Xiangyun came back this time, she found that his spirit had reached another realm.

Indeed, after the baptism of aura, Zhi Xiangyun's mana became even more majestic after accumulating nearly four hundred merit points!

"Without further ado, my wife is looking after the house, and Xiong'er will go with you!" The goddess stayed at home alone, and the two cars sped away.

Under the attention of the neighbors, two cars were parked in front of Zhixiangyun's house.

On the first floor, there was a circle of people on the sofa.

Seeing the tall and thin boy unconscious, Zhi Xiangyun found that the heavenly fire on his left shoulder had been extinguished.

"My mom and I are at a loss, and we can only rely on you now." Bai Xiong said honestly.

Seeing that her son did not know whether he was alive or dead, the woman burst into tears, "Please save my son." She broke her heart for her son, afraid of losing this piece of heart.

"Don't worry, Auntie, your son will be fine later." Zhi Xiangyun comforted. In fact, he was playing a drum in his heart, thinking quickly about how to light the fire on the boy's left shoulder.

"Immortal Family~" Zhi Xiangyun transmitted the voice to the ghosts and immortals.

"Fire Law~" The ghost immortal sitting under the spirit cloud in his heart fell silent after throwing out two words.

"Fire law? Could it be ...... "The two methods of thunder and fire are both spells against the yin spirit, and the fire method also has the function of igniting the heavenly fire on the left shoulder?"

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhi Xiangyun's right hand passed over one phantom after another, and in an instant, the fire was sealed. A small flame popped out of his fingertips and swam to the left shoulder of the tall, thin boy.

On the boy's left shoulder, a small flame jumped happily. A handful of wicks are faintly visible, and there is a slight spark in the wick, and the spark gradually becomes larger and higher. Suddenly, a raging fire appeared on the boy's shoulder. And the small flame disappeared after losing energy......

After the heavenly fire was rekindled, the tall and thin boy's face returned to blood. As if in a dream, he slowly opened his eyes and saw his mother's anxious look.

When she saw her son wake up, the woman cried with joy: "Baosheng, you are awake!" ”

"Mom~" Bao Sheng made a hoarse voice. Her mother gave her a life, and now she has found someone to save her.

Inspecting the many unfamiliar faces in the hall, Baosheng hurriedly got up and thanked him, "Thank you, thank you." ”

"Thank you mom, if she hadn't found here, you wouldn't have lived for three days!" Zhixiangyun looked at the mother and son in front of him.

If you can't light any fire on your body within three days, you will surely return to the underworld!

The tall and thin boy saw that his mother's face had a few more wrinkles and a few gray hairs.

……

It was night, the moon was like a hook, and the light was like snow. The gift is on the earth, and a person is accompanied by a shadow.

The man walked leisurely along the country road, but reversed day and night.

The quiet night, the breeze blows through the ears, and the dark blue clear night is like a futon embroidered with star patterns.

Walking, walking~

He suddenly heard a faint 'snap' footsteps behind him. Stopped, turned his head and saw that the ground was covered with silver frost cast by the moonlight.

The footsteps stopped abruptly as he turned his head.

He raised the corners of his mouth and continued to walk, still unhurried or frightened. After taking a few steps in the square, the sound of crackling followed. Not only that, but he felt the fire on his left shoulder fluttering!

The man seemed to be frightened, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly his expression was solemn, and the corners of his mouth squirmed~

Whew, the sound of the outer Sanskrit sounds!

"Nan Wu Drink Hello Na Doro Night, Nan Wu Ao Yaye. Brahrukarti Shūrāṇ......ṇṭ��

Suddenly, with his hands folded, he heard a terrible scream from behind him. Slowly turned around, stopped the Great Compassion Curse, and stared coldly at the ghosts on the ground. At the same time, open the Hundred Ghost Record in the Divine Realm and search for detailed information about this ghost.

Hanging shoe ghost, alias heel bug. Every night, following people, there are multiple footsteps. I like to blow cold air on people's shoulders, that is, ghosts blow lamps. It makes people fearful, and it relies on people's fear to cultivate. The more frightened a person is, the more fear aura it absorbs, and the higher its mana. Until the fire on the shoulders of the man is blown out, the man is crumbling, and he no longer has fear and leaves. After digesting, wait for the opportunity to find the next target tomorrow night.

That night, the shoemaker did not chase the tall and thin boy to the door of his house until he blew out the fire on his shoulder. The tall and thin boy then fainted at the door of the house, until the woman found it and carried it to the goddess, and then turned to Zhixiangyun's house.

After asking the tall and thin boy where he heard multiple footsteps, Zhi Xiangyun came in person......

Zhi Xiangyun is a human being, and he also has three fires in his body, which will also be extinguished.

The yellow-haired clay shoe-hanging ghost knows that he has encountered hard stubble. It was under the curse of great compassion and almost collapsed. Now the body is looming~

"Quack, kawa~" The hanging shoe ghost said a with a pleading expression.

"no.no.no~" wants Zhi Xiangyun to let him go, it's impossible. Zhixiangyun shook his head again and again. What are you kidding, let you go, let you go and harm others again?

Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, the hanging shoe ghost drooped his head and looked sad.

"Don't worry, I will spare your life and send you to the six realms of reincarnation." Let go of this sentence, no matter what the hanging shoe ghost thinks.

Zhi Xiangyun has a big lotus seal in his left hand, and he solemnly confides in the six-character mantra.

"widjid18349.sj~" The sling ghost said another nonsense in horror.

Zhi Xiangyun, who spit out three mantras, stumbled, and said in astonishment: "What, you haven't asked for a wife yet?" ”

Got the nod of the hanging shoes ghost madly, the pitiful appearance, Zhi Xiangyun was full of emotion!

What kind of era is this era! It's hard for people to please their wives, even the ghost of hanging shoes is difficult to marry a ghost wife!

Men and women are not coordinated, and female ghosts and male ghosts are also unbalanced?

Right now, this male hanging shoe ghost is also very pitiful!

The three characters in front of him, emitting golden light, whirred and swirled, making a buzzing sound, as if calling for his companion to appear.

And Zhi Xiangyun was silent, rubbing his chin with one hand, under consideration~

The hanging shoe ghost who sat on the ground two meters away looked expectant......