Early morning.

The sun is shining.

Meng Fan, who had finished his cultivation, ate breakfast, and Ah Wei was a mortal after all, even if he didn't sleep late last night, after going to the town to buy food, he still yawned and stretched his waist.

"Senior brother, I'm going to patrol the streets, and I'll visit the more famous masters in ten miles and eight towns in a while."

In fact, Meng Fan felt that there was no need to bother, and invited a man from the lion dance team to come over, and they were completely competent, after all, they practiced kung fu.

However, Ah Wei was very interested, so he let it go, and he couldn't spend a few dollars.

"Go ahead."

"I've been in Yizhuang for the past two days, if you have time, come and see, the poor family has a funeral, you need to use a coffin, just collect something."

"Look at this kind of thing in feng shui, it's not a hurry, let them wait patiently, if they don't want to, find someone else, if 100,000 is urgent, what happened to the fate, or it involves something you can't solve, go to the corpse inn that you passed by last time."

Obviously, Meng Daochang was busy with trivial matters and decided to go to the appointment to fulfill the three card friends.

"Senior brother, what if I don't know the specific situation, rush in directly, and die inside?"

Ah Wei was a little scared and looked aggrieved.

This......

In a flash of thought, Meng Fan replied:

"This pile is a psychic talisman, and as soon as you concentrate on it, it ignites."

"Soak the water with talisman ash, and then wipe your eyes with grapefruit leaves, you can see ghosts and gods, if the breath is not strong, take this hundred-year-old peach wood sword, the little five emperors copper coin sword directly on."

Don't look at Meng Fan's lightness to say, many small sects, young Taoist priests who have already entered the Dao don't dare to be so reckless, after all, they only have ten peach wood swords in their hands, and it is impossible to have magic weapons made of top-grade lightning strike wood.

On the other hand, Ah Wei, even if he has not entered the Tao and has never received a large waist card, but with the peace buckle he wears on his waist, he can still make many Taoists covetous, and it is the best treasure for self-protection.

In addition, Meng Fan left a lot of yellow talismans down, plus the Samadhi True Fire Golden Talisman he gave earlier, as long as he didn't run into ghosts that had been practicing the Tao for more than three hundred years, there was no danger.

Uncle Nine, the "protagonist" who is easy to attract evil and left-mindedness, has left, will there be strange things happening?

With this thought in mind, Meng Fan began to arrange the back hand, the Patriarch Hall, the Ninth Uncle's bedroom, and the study where various Dao collections were stored, all carved complex formations, which could block the unpredictable people, and warn them in time, so that they could know about themselves who were hundreds of miles away.

You can't be happy to play, and when you come back, you find that your home has been burglarized......

"It's been just a week since Uncle Nine moved and temporarily left Renjia Town, and I have been addicted to dice for a long time, and I am a little slack in my practice."

"On the eighth day, at the corpse inn, the weather is unknown, and I bet on magic weapons with three old friends and win a small win."

"On the ninth day, at the corpse inn, the weather is unknown, and I bet on magic weapons with three old friends and win a small win."

"On the tenth day, the corpse inn, the weather is unknown, continue, win big, all three, and secretly reflect on the excitement:

Meng Fan, Meng Fan, how can you be so depraved! Have you stopped meditating for hundreds of days and forgotten your great ambition? It can't go on like this! ”

"On the eleventh day, the corpse inn, new tricks, small losses."

"On the twelfth day, the corpse inn, this place is isolated from the outside world, and it can be regarded as an independent small world, so ...... The weather is unknown.

lost a big game, and almost spit out the magic weapons that he had won in the past few days, leaving only two standard Tang horizontal knives, sharpening iron like clay.

Alas, that Wang squire is really a vegetable and fun-loving, most of the magic weapons are won from him, and whoever he plays with is more losses and fewer wins, the key is that this guy is still enjoying it.

By the way, I learned a news halfway that Ah Hao and Ah Qiang died in the inn.

Well...... To be precise, he was too greedy, had no capital but wanted to turn over, gritted his teeth and gambled with his life, and was finally taken away by an old ghost of the Song Dynasty who had the good of Longyang, according to Mr. Yang, the old ghost left the inn in high spirits after winning. ”

"On the thirteenth day, Yizhuang, the weather turned cloudy, and I stayed in the corpse inn for several days and nights, and I felt that the whole person was much more decadent, and I had to cultivate diligently and spare more time to read the Daozang! We must not follow in the footsteps of those two who hit the streets! ”

Recalling this, Meng Fan closed his notebook and looked at the blue sky stunned.

When he walked out of the inn full of ghost kings in the morning, he smelled the fresh air, and he felt like a world away.

two standard Tang horizontal knives with Datang luck and can cause damage to ghosts;

In the Ming Dynasty, it was cast by the Wa Kingdom, which could not only be used in the yang world, but also because it was contaminated with the ghost qi of the Yin Division, and the Tianzheng Da Judgment that could be passed in the Yin Cao Difu was awarded gold, four branches, and the fineness was eight or five;

An unknown Buddhist relic.

The above is the result of Meng Fan's struggle for several days without sleeping, eating or drinking.

If you really regret playing with the old ghosts, it's purely cheap and good.

Ahem...... Can you write in a diary and say something from the heart?

Serious people don't keep a diary.

After Meng Fan came back purely, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he simply wrote a diary according to the mentality at the time, updated it from time to time, and recorded his life through the heavens.

There is one thing to say, starting with [betting] as the diary, it is the only one without a semicolon.

However, he is not addicted to it, and the content is mostly ridiculous, and he has gained a lot.

For such a long time, it is impossible to just play dice, you must have to chat, like how to divide the cultivation realm of another sect of Taoism, what are the secrets of the Netherworld, and what is the difference between the ordinary ghosts living in it and the ghost kings in the world.

Like this, Meng Fan, a "foreigner", listened to it with relish, and more and more recognized the saying that gods and demons have human feelings.

If it weren't for the ghost kings' vows, who would have thought that a certain impermanent master of Yin Si would also accept seventeen concubines?

And also kept pace with the times, and found a Chinese-Portuguese mixed-race beauty, who is said to be the illegitimate daughter of a certain governor, who died young, because of the special place of death, was taken away by the yin at that time.

It's really an eye-opener.

It turns out that the soul of the dead still has a jurisdiction.

Drawing inferences from one another, Meng Fan began to sort out the extra life memories, when he was studying in the West, the Taoist technique was obviously effective, he was able to restrain some alien ghosts, and his cultivation speed would not be affected.

Combined with the experience of this crossing, he came to the conclusion that the Tao runs through the heavens.

Regardless of whether it is corrected one or cultivated to the truth, the power still belongs to one's body, but the former must respect the teacher and the ancestors.

In fact, this kind of restriction is about equal to nothing, who is idle and has nothing to do, his brain is caught by the door, and he abandons his good future to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?

Quanzhen Daoist cultivators are full of flowers and five qi, and it is difficult to betray the master, I am afraid that it is not that I haven't woken up.

Moreover, practicing the body forging technique and perceiving the power of the Bagua Five Elements also made Meng Fan different from other Zhengyi disciples, and there were more changes.

After summarizing it a little, he packed up his mentality, picked up the "Maoshan Evil Cure Secret Book" that he hadn't read for a long time and began to study, indulging in the Gu worm chapter.

However......

Bang!

Not long after, the courtyard door was slammed open.

Ah Wei hurried in and shouted:

"Senior brother, it's not good, there are dead people in the town next door......"