A weapon against the ghosts?

That's to defeat magic with magic.

Ji Shang can accept this setting, but if he is allowed to choose, he is more inclined to go directly to the 105 howitzer.

It doesn't matter what cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods you are, the temple has been lifted for you.

In a blink of an eye, a new label popped up on the catastrophe.

"Treacherous incense bone people: people who inherit incense, their ancestors devoutly worship ghosts and gods, and the incense has long been soaked in the blood of the bones. They were supposed to be faithful servants of the spirits, but they had been polluted by the filth of the world. ”

"The vast majority of Xianggu people have lost their God-given talents, and only a few are still engaged in the professions of horseman, asking immortals, masters, handsome, snake dancers, and so on."

No wonder the boss saw at a glance that this umbrella was wrong, it turned out to be a family history.

If you ask the immortals, Ji Shang knows, Shi Gong and Wu Shuai are both in the Yao and Miao tribes, and Ji Shang himself is a member of the Yao tribe, so he is not a stranger.

It's a snake dancer, what is this? Ah San's side?

took out his mobile phone and searched, and he learned that this was the leading role of Ying Song and Dance, and he could be regarded as the spokesperson of the gods, and he occasionally had to fight.

From this point of view, the content of the catastrophe has a correspondence with reality, and the credibility is not low, plus the funeral umbrella I picked up, I can basically confirm that the content inside is true.

Doesn't that mean that you are really going to be gone?

Six months...... No, it's not just the empty mother of the secret hiding place, according to the Great Calamity, that "Xudu" is also changing the law to his disadvantage.

Now I am in a very unoptimistic situation, and it can even be said that I am in danger.

Gotta figure it out!

Just kidding, I'm in my twenties, and I haven't even looked for a girlfriend yet.

But the question is, where to start?

If the Dust Bone Man can't see the ghosts and gods, he can't defend himself, and he must take the initiative to attack.

He took a deep breath and sat down at his desk, pulled out a notebook, and began to comb through the clues he had.

First of all, there are actually three clues that can be stable.

The first one, send a funeral umbrella.

The second, the curse of the Empty Mother.

The third, the Nightmare.

Among them, the charm is invisible and intangible, he only knows its "existence", but he can't take it away, and it is very difficult to use it as a breakthrough.

The empty mother is a Tibetan deity, the world is far away, it is easy for it to come over, and it will take several hours to fly by itself, in case it is reversed, it is not feasible to pump it over without doing anything.

There is only the funeral umbrella, which is easy to operate and does not seem to have special restrictions---- more importantly, it represents a more urgent threat than the curse of the empty mother.

The threat is right around you.

Therefore, he needs to find someone who knows how to do it, maybe such a person can see the problems behind the funeral umbrella, step by step to uncover the mystery of hating a married woman, and then get in touch with the truth of "Xudu".

Ji Shang has always adhered to the principle that if you want to fight, you must first know who the enemy is, and secondly, you must know where the enemy is.

He remembered the owner of the fried rice stall downstairs again.

He is a "tainted perfidious man", so maybe he will know other "unpolluted treacherous people"?

---- just watch things!

Gotta ask.

Ji Shang has always been a man of action, he does everything he says, and just five minutes later, when he returned to the room, there was already an unfamiliar phone number in his mobile phone.

It was a horse immortal who worshipped the Hu family, and happened to travel to the south from outside the gate to spend the winter, and it is said that he had some Taoism in his hands.

The boss seemed to expect Ji Shang to look for him again, and when he said goodbye, he repeatedly persuaded Ji Shang to throw the funeral umbrella out of the door, but when Ji Shang asked him, he couldn't say why.

Sure enough, it was polluted, and it wasn't much better than the so-called dust bone man......

After lying down on the bed, Ji Shang saw that it was already more than one o'clock, he searched the number given by the boss with WeChat, and found that the avatar was a cartoon Ahri, which made him have to doubt the mana of this great immortal.

But after thinking about it, the Hu family and Ahri are also related, and he is quite sincere.

So, after briefly explaining his intention in the friend application, he directly threw away the phone while charging, and then turned his head to look at the funeral umbrella leaning behind the door of the room.

Should I say it or not, this thing is really quite crazy at home.

His room was originally in the Nordic minimalist style, but it was added as the finishing touch by this umbrella, and it was directly upgraded to the cold spirit hall style.

The square cabinet is no different from the ice coffin in the morgue, the marble storage box on the desk is pure an urn, and the gray-white bed with the white curtain next to the window is not a spiritual bed.

How big is my heart to live in this environment for three months?

It's one thing to be afraid or not, it's another thing to be auspicious or unlucky.

Change it tomorrow!

Thinking so, Ji Shang turned off the light in the room with peace of mind, and he remembered that there was still a group of ghosts under his pillow.

They are said to sympathize with the earthly and seem to want to save themselves once in the morning.

I don't know if this group of dream-feeding spirits can block the poisonous hands of those bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods for themselves in this long night......

……

The next day was the weekend, and Ji Shang slept until more than ten o'clock in the morning before waking up, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to pick up his mobile phone to check if the so-called catastrophe APP was still there.

The result is not only that, but the push of messages is also swiping.

"The arrogant dust bone man actually brought the funeral umbrella into the residence, which naturally attracted the covetousness of all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes---- and gods This umbrella is like a ghost fire in a mass grave, exposing your location."

"While you sleep, the spirits and gods work diligently in the dark, and the paper money in the cross street burns and burns, it is another beautiful night full of fear and awe."

"You seem to think that the powers of the Nightmare will save you from worrying about the threat from the ghosts and gods, but in fact, their abilities are limited to the bedside, to the Yellow Sorghum Realm."

"The Night Wanderer has stepped out of the distant temple of the City God, watching you in this moonless night, its body as huge as a mountain, and its eyes fill your windows with just one eye."

"If you are an ordinary earthly person, I am afraid that your heart has already been shattered by the natural fear of this giant thing, but unfortunately, you are an ignorant and unconscious dusty person."

"The faint light of the bamboo lantern shines through the house, illuminating the weight of the bones of the dusty people, which is enough to burn the fire for another hundred years."

"The night wanderer's wide gauze hat and python robe trembled with his body, and his thick fingers reached out to the window, and your dust and bones will belong to him."

"It's a pity that the secret order of the Empty Mother is both a curse and a blessing, and it prevents the Night Wanderer from continuing to go deeper."

"And those imps who are not restricted by the curse can't pass through the web woven by the ghosts."

"Lucky Dust Man, you have had another peaceful night."

"But one day, the ghosts and gods of Xudu will retrieve her funeral umbrella for the hated marrying girl, eat your flesh and blood, and burn your bones......."

After reading the notepad, Ji Shang's brows furrowed, he turned his gaze to the funeral umbrella in the corner, and secretly said that this thing really couldn't be kept.

In one night, the night wandering god was invited, and if it was left for a few more days, the ten halls of Yama would not be allowed to come to the door in person?

However, there was a lot of information exposed on this night.

Both the secret hiding place and the drunken seem to be competing for their so-called "dust bones", and neither wants the other to take the lead.

This formed an invisible protection for himself, and it was obvious that the ghosts and gods above a certain strength would be limited by the curse of the Empty Walker, and his own battle with the ghosts and gods was temporarily limited to a relatively small range.

This is good news, and if you can take advantage of this, you won't be slapped to death in the short term.

What surprised him even more was that Wei Mei was really a good teammate, but he was invincible when he hid in the quilt, and he always felt that he had seen it somewhere.......

In any case, today is the day to meet the Ma Xian.

He clicked on WeChat, and the Ahri had already approved his application, and even sent him a few messages.

"You took the funeral umbrella of the one who hated marrying the girl."

"She has already found my Hu Ye."

"You are limited to return it today, otherwise, Hu Ye will go to you in person."