Zhang Yuanshan was in the hotel room and set up an incense case. Xiao Shi faced the incense case and sat on the ground.

When Zhang Yuanshan ruled out that Wei Jing's ghost was haunting Xiao Shi to ask for his life, Li Bing also realized that Xiao Shi was in even more trouble, because they didn't even know what the purpose of the evil ghost pestering Xiao Shi was.

"The sky is clear, the earth is spiritual, please invite the patriarch of Sande to the altar; Urgently dispatch psychic soldiers and psychic generals, and quickly come to my ears, psychic, and heavenly gods; Ear communication, heart communication, future communication, past communication, present communication, chain heart communication, chain ear communication; I come to be quiet, calm my mind; I come to enlighten the spirit, enlighten the through; I am under the edict of the patriarch of Sande! ”

Zhang Yuanshan was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a peachwood sword, lighting incense and candles, and chanting words in his mouth. After he recited the psychic spell, the peachwood sword pointed at Xiao Shi, who immediately foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Seeing this, Li Bing didn't dare to say more. He knew in his heart that although Zhang Yuanshan's Dao technique was not effective from time to time, it must have worked this time, otherwise Xiao Shi would not have fallen into a coma immediately.

He breathed intently, staring at the little poem. The other people in the hotel also opened their mouths in surprise, and they didn't dare to take a breath to look at the strange scene in front of them.

The room was so quiet that you could almost hear your own heartbeat, but nothing happened. Just when everyone was feeling doubts, a candle on the candlestick suddenly 'snapped' and burst out a little bright spark.

Everyone was startled by this sudden voice, and when they all looked at the candlestick, they couldn't help but hear Xiao Shi, who was still unconscious just now, say faintly: "This Taoist master, what's the matter with calling the little girl?" ”

Everyone was shocked, and they all focused on the little poem. I saw that although she regained consciousness and opened her eyes, there was no trace of blood on her face, and there was a faint trace of green energy on her face like a thin veil.

Zhao Wan'er asked in surprise: "Xiaoshi, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Daochang, aren't you already familiar with it? ”

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Wan'er was already remorseful, and in a hurry, she actually forgot that Zhang Yuanshan was exercising psychic**, and the little poem at this moment, it should be Wei Jing's ghost attached to her.

Sure enough, I only heard a small poem in my ears and said faintly: "My name is Wei Jing, and the Taoist chief opened the altar, so I didn't dare not come." It's just that Xiaoshi is kind to me, and I don't dare to attach to her body for too long, it will not be good for her for a long time. ”

Zhang Yuanshan shouted: "Wei Jing, the poor road is not wrong, although you are a ghost, you are still affectionate and righteous. If you are entangled in a little poem, you must have something to ask for her. Do you know that the poems of mortals can't stand your cold breath. If you have any demands, you can tell them clearly, and then leave quickly, and don't dwell on the little poems from now on. ”

Wei Jing's undead sighed leisurely and said, "This Dao Chief, the little woman is unwilling to die like this, and Hongchen's love is not over. However, I have to admit that I am dead, but I have not had time to say a few words to my fiancé, and I have been trying to find someone to talk to. Xiao Shi was the only one who could see me and talk to me, so I wanted to ask her to do me a great favor. ”

Zhang Yuanshan sighed and said: "Wei Jing, yin and yang are separated, if her mortal body is entangled by you several times, how can she afford it?" What do you want Xiaoshi to bring to your fiancé, you can say it now, I asked Li Bing to prepare the recording, and then transfer it to your fiancé, how about it? ”

Wei Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "This Dao Master, don't deceive me!" I didn't believe in ghosts before, but now that I'm a ghost, I suddenly understand a lot, we ghosts talk, how can we record it on the tape recorder? ”

Zhang Yuanshan said very seriously: "Wei Jing, I didn't lie to you. You're right, it's true that ordinary people can't hear the sound of ghosts talking, even with recording equipment. But you're different now, I used psychic** to put you in the body of Xiaoshi, and you're now equivalent to a living person. You hurry up and finish what you want to say, and then I'm going to withdraw the psychic method, after a long time, Xiaoshi's body can't stand it. ”

Wei Jing was skeptical, and said a few words softly to the voice recorder that Li Bing stretched out. Li Bing immediately connected the external small speaker and pressed the playback, and sure enough, Wei Jing's voice came clearly from inside.

Wei Jing was overjoyed and thanked Zhang Yuanshan for her kindness, and then she spoke very seriously to the recorder.

Zhang Yuanshan saw that the incense in the furnace was getting shorter little by little, and couldn't help urging: "Wei Jing, you hurry up and finish speaking, as soon as this pillar of incense burns out, if my psychic ** is not withdrawn, then I'm afraid that Xiaoshi's primordial spirit will not be able to return to her own body." ”

Wei Jing looked at the incense that was about to burn out, and had no choice but to reluctantly say a few goodbyes to the recorder.

Zhang Yuanshan saw that the hour was approaching, and was about to recite a spell to send ghosts and gods, when he suddenly heard Wei Jing say faintly: "This Dao Master, thank you for your help." After the first seven days, I went to the underworld and no longer lingered on the world. There's just one thing I have to tell you, and it's also as a reward for the little poem! ”

Li Bing's heart moved, and he immediately guessed that Wei Jing might want to say something about Xiao Shi's ghost. Sure enough, as he expected, he heard Wei Jing say faintly: "Because I wanted Xiao Shi to speak on my behalf, I followed her all the way to the Golden Phoenix." When I got there, I realized that everything was so familiar, it was actually my favorite nightclub to go to in my life. ”

"Now that I'm dead, I'm not afraid of anything. Unexpectedly, the magnificently decorated Golden Phoenix turned out to be a place of gathering yin, filled with many lonely souls and wild ghosts. ”

Zhang Yuanshan said: "Wei Jing, I expected this a long time ago. Because the Golden Phoenix was built on the original deserted tomb, the nightclub was originally a place to gather yin, so the soul of the Golden Phoenix far exceeded that of other nightclubs. ”

Wei Jing said faintly: "The Dao Chief's mana is really strong, and even this can be calculated." But I found it inside, most of the ghosts were like me, and I couldn't see anyone else, I just heard the music in the nightclub, and everyone went to party together. The ghosts inside, some old and young, and even those in the last years of the Qing Dynasty. ”

"They're all like me, they can't see anyone else. But they are different from me, because I have just died, and it is not time to enter the underworld, and they are the graves that have been dug up, and they have become orphaned souls without owners, and they cannot enter the underworld, nor can they be reincarnated. ”

Zhang Yuanshan looked at a little bit of incense that was burning out, and his mood was still anxious. Li Bing listened to Wei Jing calmly on the side, and suddenly thought of something, and his tone became eager.

He suddenly interrupted Wei Jing's words and asked anxiously, "Wei Jing, are they only able to see the little poems that have hit the evil spirit?" Therefore, in order to protect Xiao Shi, you have been pestering her, so that the yin energy in your body suppresses the already unprosperous yang energy in her body, so as not to be discovered by other lonely souls and wild ghosts? ”

Wei Jing said with a 'hmm': "Mr. Li, thank you for coming to the funeral home in the morning to mourn me!" You're right, if I don't pestering Xiaoshi, I'm afraid there will be a lot of ghosts in the Golden Phoenix staring at her, wanting to find her as a substitute for the dead ghost, so that she can be reincarnated! ”