It is recorded in the records of the spiritual priests: Huai, wood ghosts, condense yin energy, and there are many yin spirits under it. At this time, the Ximen official suddenly remembered this sentence, and suddenly understood in his heart why this dead soul had been standing under the locust tree.

The dead soul glanced up at Dongfang, and said anxiously: "Don't gossip, let's count this as a deal, you help me, I help you, when the time comes, no one owes anyone ...... money and goods."

In a word, Simon knew the origin of this ghost. He was originally a cleaner in this neighborhood, surnamed Kui, with no children under his knees, and he has been living with his wife and living in the utility room of the public toilet. The old man was frugal all his life, reluctant to eat, drink and enjoy, saved hundreds of thousands of savings, and originally wanted to buy a suite for his wife to support the elderly. Who would have thought that the old man would hang up before he entered the hospital with a myocardial infarction, and his last words did not have time to explain.

The bank card with the money was placed in a torn cotton jacket, and he was afraid that his wife would burn it when he was packing up his belongings, and it would be cremated tomorrow, and the dead soul would be permanently dissipated, so he was anxious, but he didn't expect to meet the Ximen official. The Dead Soul's request was very simple, let Ximen Jing go to his house and tell the old woman the bank card and password, and then he would go to help Ximen Jing straighten out.

Ximen Jingxin said that this matter is also easy, but the first time he dealt with the dead soul, he didn't know what the other party's reputation was, and he was a little suspicious in his heart, and then he thought that even if he didn't act, it didn't matter, he regarded it as a good thing to accumulate virtue. So he said: "It doesn't matter if you are in charge of the whole person or not, I will take care of your business!"

Dead Soul Yin smiled and said: "Don't worry, only people deceive people, there are absolutely no ghosts deceiving people, let's see you later!"

All this happened, only Ximen Jing and the dead soul knew, and everyone exercising in the square didn't see the clue at all.

The old man who practiced his voice had just scolded people, and when he was in a good mood, he wanted to continue to howl a few times, but he just opened his mouth but his throat was tight and he couldn't speak, he coughed dryly for a long time, and suddenly sang: "The dojo is successful, and the relief will be completed." The lord of fasting is pious, and he worships with incense. Under the altar, the sea lifted the holy name. The sea of bitterness is surging and self-calling, charming and not waking up for half a minute, and the world does not read the Mida, and walks in the world in vain. Gain merit, provoke the fragrance of tea again, and then extend the invitation, summon the undead to come to the meeting, and take advantage of this to go to the lotus platform. Single-mindedly summoned~hey~!"

The young people who were exercising around him didn't know what he was singing, but they just wondered why he changed the words today? All the old people in their fifties and sixties were all excited, and this old mourning star sang the flame mouth early in the morning. It turned out that the old man sang this word as a flame mouth food sung by the dead when they were mourning.

The few people next to them are all elderly, who can stand this, a few old ladies suddenly scolded: "Black old man, who died in your family?

The old man was also so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and said in his heart how could he sing this, what a hell of a life, he didn't dare to fight back immediately, turned around and ran home. Who would have thought that this was just the beginning, so his house began to live......

The Ximen officials were afraid of delaying the matter of the dead soul, so they went home and changed their clothes, and went to the public toilet cleaner's apartment. People are doing funerals, and a simple funeral shed is set up in the room, with a wreath hanging to hold a tent, and in the center is a photo of an old man.

Ximen Jing looked at the photo, it was really the appearance of that dead soul, and recalled that he had chatted with him just now, and his heart was inevitably a little awkward. Most of the mourners were neighbors and colleagues of the old man.

Ximen Jing pretended to be a nearby neighbor and took the money, and howled a few times, but unfortunately his acting skills were not enough and he didn't shed tears, so he found an opportunity to come to the old lady and lied to the old lady, saying that he and the old man were drinking friends, and the old man drank too much the day before he had a heart attack, and bragged to him that he had a lot of savings, which were hidden in the sleeves of the old cotton jacket he often wore, and the money was left for the old wife to support his old age.

As soon as she said this, the old woman didn't believe that the old man had any private money, and her relatives and friends all asked the old lady to look for it, maybe it was true! The old lady couldn't stand everyone's persuasion, so she found the old cotton jacket, opened her sleeves, and really found a bank card.

Ximen Jing leaned into the old woman's ear and said the password, and quietly left in a burst of surprised discussions. After doing a good deed, my mood was much better, and the depression of lack of sleep was swept away.

The old lady took the bank card and looked at the things and thought about people, and the sorrow came from it, tears burst straight down, and she muttered to herself: "Old man, you are frugal, and you still want to keep me pension money, I, what do I want this money for, how good can you accompany me! Hey, no, the old man never drinks, where is the drinking friend? Ah, where is the young man just now?"

Back at home, the Ximen officials were completely sleepy. Along the way, he had been thinking about this morning, and he couldn't help but be excited to be able to communicate with ghosts, and he also had a sense of accomplishment, and he was very satisfied.

According to the records of the spiritual priests, communicating with the living souls and dead souls of human beings is only the most basic entry, and Taoists and other cultivators can do it. But everything has a spirit, and the ability of the spirit whisperer is to communicate with all spiritual things, which is far beyond his peers.

At this time, Ximen Jing was just getting started, and to solve the mystery of the death of his parents and those mysteries, it was not enough to just get started. At the very least, they can communicate with other spiritual creatures and reach the realm of enlightenment.

According to the records of the spirits, spirits are divided into three categories, living spirits and machine spirits. The living soul refers to the soul of all living beings, which is divided into the living soul and the dead soul, the living soul is naturally the soul in the living object, and the dead soul refers to the soul that exists independently from the body due to death.

Strictly speaking, ordinary dead souls are rootless trees and sourceless water after they are separated from their bodies, unable to exist for too long, there are too many things that can hurt them in this world, such as sunlight and some masculine things, and their own spiritual power is also rapidly dissipating.

Therefore, there are very few dead souls in this world who can exist alone, unless they have some kind of obsession. For the living, obsession can be understood as attachment, but for dead souls, attachment is likely to be resentment, which is called a grievance or resentment. The dead souls encountered today should be the resentful souls whose wishes have not been fulfilled.

As the name suggests, the spirit of the instrument is the spirit of those artifacts that have gained the aura of heaven and earth for a long time. This category is even rarer and often hard to find. There is a distinction between good and evil, and good spirits are good by nature, even if they do not take the initiative to help others, they will not take the initiative to do evil. Evil spirits are very dangerous, they are violent by nature, they are prone to play tricks on human beings, and even devour living beings to increase their own cultivation.

All machine spirits must be deep and long, and their wisdom and knowledge are no less than those of human beings. But after all, most of them are made by humans at their roots, and they tend to be used by humans in nature. Therefore, no matter whether it is a good spirit, an evil spirit and a human being, there is no absolute difference between the enemy and the enemy, but it depends on how to get along and induce. Evil spirits can also be good, and good spirits can be evil.

As for the third category, the Holy Spirit, which is a more subtle existence, as rare as a rarity, so it will cause a sensation once it is in this world, and many religions refer to them as gods. If the Spirit Whisperer wants to communicate with him, he must at least reach the realm of Tongxuan.

The Ximen officials wanted to try to communicate with the machine spirit at this moment. There are really a lot of antiquities at home, all of which are antiques bought by other vassals when they were poor and luxurious, but it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"Brother Bottle, can we talk?" Ximen Jing said to himself while holding a Ming Dynasty Doucai thin-necked chrycose vase that he bought for 200,000 yuan.