In the days that followed, Heshan's life was very peaceful.

Grocery shopping, cooking, walking, reading, occasionally going to the wine store to inquire about the recent situation, and running outside the city to exercise in free time, very regular.

Under the acceleration of Yin Qi, his physical fitness has improved like a small universe, and he has slowly become accustomed to the obsession of those broken thoughts, just because he has been entangled by Yin Qi and obsession for a long time, and in his current vision, there are often inexplicable shadows, wriggling tentacles, and maddening whispers and murmurs.

Of course, this is not a side effect, but the reality of the world, the small universe has no effect on it, and those truths will not interfere with He Shan, because he has a small universe, and his soul, spirit, and will are all in the small universe, to be precise, when the small universe is ignited, he is already a universe that is in its embryonic form and is infinitely expanding and exploding, so this natural phenomenon will not interfere with his will at all.

Just like the fragmented thoughts of those resentments, the negative effect of disturbing the spirit has no effect, at most it upsets him.

More than a month passed in a flash, He Shan did not find the record of immortals and feathers, but found another interesting history, according to the ancient ruins excavated by a warrior who was too busy to eat and support, this world was about 4,000 years ago, the government that ruled the world was called Fan, and it was at that time that Buddhism flourished, and all the ancient ruins were densely packed with Buddha statues.

This kind of life Heshan feels very comfortable, calm and peaceful and there is no 996, every day for himself and to explore the unknown, just-

"There's not much left." He Shan pinched the shriveled money bag a little helplessly, he didn't have much to bring himself, if it weren't for the remuneration given by Yin Shu, he might not be able to hold on for more than a month and think about finding a job with an income.

The expenses of renting a house, buying furniture, kitchen utensils, three meals a day, and occasionally going to a wine store are like flowing water.

Of course, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat, it's nothing if he starves, after all, he is an ancient fighter who can live without eating or drinking, and the most deadly thing is that the yin qi is almost gone.

Without Yin Qi, his strength would have come to a standstill, Luozhou City was located on the plains, there was no harsh environment around him, and ordinary exercise had no effect on him.

Money + Yin = Exorcism.

The simple equation was formed in his head, and he asked the owner of the bookstore to write a white cloth for catching ghosts and driving away evil spirits, and He Shan went straight to the south of the city Yamen to the door, and the white cloth began to set up a stall.

There is no official organization to exorcise ghosts in this world, and the warriors of the Yamen and the gods of Huaishan are only responsible for protecting Luozhou City, and they can't control the county seats, villages and other places outside Luozhou City.

In the huge city of hundreds of thousands of people in Luozhou City, all kinds of ghost news, true and false every day, have made the people of the Yamen anxious, and they don't even think about it outside.

Because the ghosts have appeared for a short time, there are no non-governmental exorcism organizations at all, and He Shan passed by the yamen several times, and some villagers who came to ask for help came out in despair, and sat down in place in despair and cried a lot.

It's really unmanageable, and the yamen also wants to make a profit, and those villagers can come up with a few dollars.

Of course, this money is small for hundreds of people in the Yamen, but for He Shan, it is completely a lot, and it can also drive away ghosts and make some yin qi, killing two birds with one stone.

These days, the ghosts have slowly become more numerous, many villagers want to live in the city, and even the housing prices have risen a lot, and He Shan is also thinking about saving money to buy a house, otherwise looking at this trend, I am afraid I really don't know how much it will rise.

However, He Shan knows the true face of the so-called Huaishan God, so a ghost thing may not be very kind, even if it is an old monk Yuanzheng who has no desire and just wants to die, he inadvertently created the Taofu tragedy and the zombie disaster, this Huaishan God protects one side, I am afraid that when the time comes, it will only be more terrifying.

"Master, can you catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits?" A timid voice interrupted He Shan's train of thought, and when he looked up, he saw that he was an honest farmer with tears on his face.

"Yes, but I charge a fee." He Shan nodded and replied in the affirmative.

The farmer wanted to show off the copper coins in his sewn and mended satchel, but he didn't want to pull them in a fit of emotion, and the copper coins were scattered on the ground, and then hurriedly knelt down and picked them up one by one.

The soap clerk standing guard at the yamen opposite came over with a knife on his shoulder, and shouted before he arrived: "That monk, don't bully people." ”

"No, no." The farmer said, "It's my own problem, it's my own problem." ”

The soap officer walked into the physique of He Shan sitting cross-legged, smacked his tongue and heard the farmer's justification, his face softened a lot, and he didn't ask clearly, he glanced at it and went back to his post, he just couldn't see the bully, but he was not obliged to solve the matter of your will.

He Shan stretched out his hand to help collect all the copper coins on the white cloth, tied them and handed them to the farmer, stood up and clapped his hands, and said, "Since you are looking for my help, then you must have asked for something, let's go, I will go with you to have a look." ”

The farmer glanced at He Shan gratefully, tightened the white cloth package in his hand, and said as he walked: "I am from Lianggang Village outside the city, and since last month, a very strange thing has happened in our village......

……

Luozhou Academy, in front of the god of Huaishan.

Tie Lianshan looked at the strange tree in front of him with a complicated face, was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice:

"Long time no see."

The wind stopped in an instant, the leaves stopped fluttering, the eyes of the heads opened, and then countless overlapping voices sounded: "Tielianshan, what are you doing in Luozhou City?" ”

The Huaishan God's tone did not fluctuate, but as soon as he spoke, the yin wind suddenly rose, the translucent bark tore a little hole, and the bright red slime flowed out, and the color of the ground became darker and darker.

"The news of that thing, I found it, it's in the hands of a few ants, as long as we get that thing, we can live, cough cough cough" Tie Lianshan coughed violently a few times, his face became more and more gray, he reached out to cover his lips, and a grimace appeared on the bare skin on the back of his hand, his face was hideous and wanted to stir, almost breaking the skin and getting out.

"Live?" Huaishan God's voice changed slightly, and it became a little ridiculous in it, "We just live to become them, give up, Tie Lianshan, we have no hope, Xuan Tianjun is right." ”

"I don't believe it." Tie Lianshan's tone was very flat, as if he had fully anticipated the blow of the Huaishan God, and he smoothed the grimace on the back of his hand, "We must still have hope." ”

"Definitely."