The night is shrouded, and the lights are dark.

Mo Chuan sat on the sofa on all fours, looking at the documents that Chongshizi carried with him, and couldn't help but have a touch of disappointment on his face.

"It's a pity that I didn't even practice the exercises!"

"That's right, if you keep the cultivation exercises in mind, who will carry them with you at any time?"

"It's already good to have these magic weapons this time."

Mo Chuan shook his head, put away the paperwork, stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and Sanqing Ling suddenly fell into his hand.

He shook it a little lovingly, and a wisp of green smoke poured out of the bell and stacked on the ground into a headless ghost.

"It is worthy of the four evil ghosts of the Daomen, and it is easy to possess and kill people!"

"Huh!"

Just as he was sighing, Mo Chuan suddenly found that the headless ghost Dao was falling rapidly.

The mana was injected into the Sanqing Ring, and he could faintly feel a great majesty permeating the heavens and the earth, suppressing and depriving the headless ghost of his essence!

In a few moments, the headless ghost had lost two years of Taoism.

"Jingle Bell ......"

Mo Chuan hurriedly rang the bell and put the headless ghost into the bell.

His face became solemn.

"Heaven and earth coerce...... Could it be that the real world rejects otherworldly creatures? ”

"Or is it a restriction here?"

Mo Chuan subconsciously thought of these possibilities.

"The sample is still too small, and if you have the opportunity to catch a few more ghosts, you will know."

In the midst of his thoughts, he grabbed a winning coin out of the void.

The copper coin is in the palm, and the pressure is slightly heavy.

"It's really strange that the real things are brought over and all of them are turned into ashes; Something brought over there and unscathed? What is the rationale for this? ”

"Wait!"

"Everything over there, I can't grasp it with a ghost body at all, and it must be served in the sacrificial furnace. I can take this thing with my hand, but I'm not a soul at all, right? ”

"Could it be that this is really a netherworld?!"

Mo Chuan's heart suddenly stirred.

This scary detail has been ignored by him. Now that I think about it, I suddenly feel an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

"Practice brings out the truth, won't you know if you try it tomorrow?"

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, when the Chen family in Qukou offered incense again, Mo Chuan couldn't wait to escape.

The difference is that when he is gone, his phone is recording at him.

Not long after, he went and returned, picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, and his expression suddenly became complicated.

"Sure enough?! Doesn't this mean that my essence has always been a soul? ”

"No wonder Huang Buyu mistakenly thinks that I am from the Netherworld, and my feelings are here...... It's really a netherworld! ”

Rao is Mo Chuan, who suddenly found the truth after a night of psychological construction, still has an unacceptable bizarre feeling.

"The Record of the Netherworld" records: People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf, deaf death as hope, hope dies as raze, and death as nothingness.

"Tao Te Ching" also says: Seeing it is not famous and saying Yi, and hearing it is not famous and saying Xi.

If this is the Netherworld, if you live by yourself, everyone is probably deaf.

Perhaps this is also the fundamental reason why there is no strange force on the blue star.

"The Netherworld is still ridiculous! If everyone is a deaf body, why can they maintain a specific form? Even flesh and blood? ”

"Maybe I'm just a special dimension here, or maybe this world can maintain the form of a deaf body."

Mo Chuan muttered to himself, but his expression was not relaxed.

Regardless of whether Blue Star is a netherworld or not?

The fact that he was "wearing" has been confirmed.

In other words, his essence is a soul.

That's not good news!

The soul body, the constraints are too great.

"The incense world is so magical, there may be a way to reshape the body!"

Mo Chuan secretly thought.

Wandering in his thoughts, Fuluan Guan incense came on time.

He exhaled faintly, concentrating, and prepared to listen to the old Tao's lectures.

No, when he looked at the incense as a mirror, he was surprised to find that only Xuanyun Daotong was incense today.

"Something's wrong?"

Mo Chuan carefully looked at Xuanyun Daotong's expression, and saw that his expression was calm, not sad or happy, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After these few days of "cloud teaching", Mo Chuan has a very good impression of Fuluan Lao Dao, if something happens to him, it is really difficult to accept.

Xuanyun Daotong, who did not have the supervision of Fuluan Lao Dao, was still doing his morning homework very respectfully:

—i.e., the recitation of the required scriptures.

The morning class of Fuluan Guan is divided into: mantras, scriptures, and edicts.

The mantra is the "Pure Heart Mantra", the scripture is the "Taishang Pure Sutra", and the "You Xuzu Edict" that praises the Fuluan Patriarch.

Morning and evening homework is a daily compulsory part of the Daomen.

In the words of Fuluan Lao Tao: "If you don't recite diligently, how can you maintain Yuanhe?" ”

After finishing the "Chang Chaoyi", Xuanyun Daotong respectfully surrendered.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan was about to close the incense channel, and his heart suddenly moved...... Today, Fuluan Lao Dao is not here, isn't it a good time for him to go out for a stroll?

With the experience of escaping death under the three clear bells, his courage naturally became stronger and stronger!

When his thoughts fell, Mo Chuan no longer hesitated, and then walked out of the statue of the incense god.

"Click-"

At the same time, there was a sudden noise at the door.

Following the sound, I saw Xuanyun Daotong going and returning.

He was looking at Mo Chuan who walked out of the statue with a dumbfounded expression, his eyes were round, as if he had seen an incredible scene.

Mo Chuan was also stunned.

You turtle grandson, why are you back?

"Fuluan Guanxuanyun, meet Master Zu!"

In Mo Chuan's stunned state, Xuanyun Daotong rushed to the statue, arched his hands to the ground, his head to the back of his hands, and bowed!

This kid has spiritual roots!

"Can you see me?"

Mo Chuanruo stepped on the law steps and walked down slowly.

"If you go back to your ancestors, your disciples can see it!"

"Open the eyes of heaven?"

"I haven't opened my eyes to heaven!" Xuanyun immediately explained: "The master said that I was born with a spiritual root, and the eyes of heaven opened by itself. ”

"I see."

"Where's your master?"

"The official of Qingshui County came to the door, and the master entertained him."

"Qingshui County?"

Mo Chuan was surprised, and in the flow of his thoughts, he suddenly had some guesses.

If he guessed correctly, the few incense sticks he has received so far are probably all on the same realm.

"Master Zu, there are natural and man-made disasters in Qingshui County?"

Xuanyun Daotong didn't know when he raised his head, and looked at Mo Chuan with a pair of black eyes.

"Why do you say that?"

"The master said that my Taoist sect 'entered the mountains to cultivate in prosperous times, and came out of the mountains to promote the Tao in troubled times'. Today, people from Qingshui County came, and Master Zu appeared, thinking that there would be a law to be promulgated in the world! ”

Xuanyun Dao Tong Dao.

I'm afraid that this kid is not the soul of the second middle school burning, so eager for troubled times?

Mo Chuan said with a meaningful face: "You have a bit of wisdom!" Qingshui County Ling died of a headless ghost, thinking that he was seeking medical treatment for an urgent illness, and he asked for my Fuluan Guan. ”

"Headless ghosts!"

Xuanyun Dao Tong was dumbfounded, and a fierce spirit prostrate on the ground: "Xuanyun respectfully asks the ancestor for the decree!" ”

"The headless ghost has been taken away, no need to worry!"

Mo Chuan thought for a while, and then said: "Qing Shui beheaded the loyal and good, and the evil head was wildly pulled out." There may be chaos in this world, and Fuluan Guan should prepare early! ”

The sound fell, and a pile of terrifying ghosts floated out and landed in front of Xuanyun Daotong.

A few days ago, Xuanyun Daotong, who had just learned to draw urns, knew the preciousness of these ghost-intimidating urns, and his eyes widened when he saw this.

The breathing was a little heavier.

"Fuluan Guan strictly abides by the law!"

Mo Chuan bowed his head, looked at the gradually rising brilliant white sun, and simply prepared to leave.

No, Xuanyun Dao Tong asked curiously:

"Dare to ask Master Zu, who took the headless ghost away?"