Since the last time he fell off the back of the ox, the little Taoist priest felt as if he had entered a strange world.

At first, he fell into an oil pot, and after he wailed and fried all the meat on his body in the oil pot and only left the bones, he was pressed by two people, one black and one white, and knelt in front of a man who couldn't see his face clearly.

The old man sitting at the top turned over a notebook and counted his sins one by one. When he was three years old, he stole his aunt's gold ring, and when he was six years old, he pinched to death a few birds in a cage.

Even in order to cultivate immortals, he sued the families in the east of the village with a clear conscience, so that the most watery daughter of his family would become the fourteenth concubine of the seventy-year-old Zhou Daguan in the town.

were all shaken out one by one by the master sitting on the top, if it weren't for the fact that he was already a white bone and didn't sweat, I'm afraid he would have sweated a long time ago.

After the pile was settled, the master at the top raised his hand, and the two black and white people next to him put themselves down, ready to wait for the fall.

Just when he was still panicking about how he could stay in this dirty, dark cell, a big hand stretched out from the void and fished himself out directly.

Then I went back to this body, but what I couldn't say was that I was not myself now.

If this body is still oneself, but every word and deed is not under one's control, as if this body also has thoughts, and can act on its own.

If you want to say that this body is not your own, you know everything that this body has endured, and even more clearly and meticulously than you have seen before.

Many things that I didn't pay attention to in the past are now seen, heard, and written down by myself.

Then every two days, the body would take itself directly to the middle-aged man he had seen that night, and the man would reach out and press his head as if the lights were off, and then his eyes would go dark.

When you wake up again, you will hear the man's command, "Go," and your body will move again.

But everything I saw, heard, and wrote down in the past two days will become extremely blurry, extremely fragmented, and even if I think about it a little, I will feel an incomparably painful head.

It's a terrifying feeling, even more terrifying than falling into a pan of oil.

The pain in the oil pot is also mixed with the feeling of atonement and soul purification, as if the heavy burden on the soul has been washed away by the oil pot.

And now, he has become a tool at the mercy of others, and he can't even make a little protest.

It seems that he is going to go on like this forever, and even death has become a luxury.

Qian Yunsheng quietly followed behind the little Taoist,

Ever since he knew that he was a ghost, Qian Yunsheng had an idea.

He first went to buy a sherb, and then squeezed out the juice and dripped it on his body.

This ghost's sense of smell and spirit is extremely powerful, but it is not without flaws.

For example, this ghost is very dull, and his strength is not strong, like Qian Yunsheng, ten or eight ghosts can easily handle it.

But this ghost also has tricky points, if you are not careful, this ghost will kill itself, and then they will only be left with the instincts of the flesh to fight you, but everything they see and hear will disappear completely.

"Generally, the information that this ghost actively stores is as short as two or three days, and as long as seven or eight days, and he must return to his master to be read by his master. ”

"I don't know how lucky I am, how many days can this ghost store memories, and see what this demon wants to do?"

Qian Yunsheng relied on his body to apply the juice of the Charming God Grass, and gradually approached the little Taoist.

It's not difficult to catch this ghost.

What is not difficult is that in this Jixia city, there is a random immortal master, and this ghost is probably not an opponent.

It's rare to be able to do it and keep the information it records, otherwise you'll end up with a worthless dead object.

Moreover, this ghost is very easy to refine for demons, as long as you dare to kill, you can theoretically train countless ghosts to act for him.

Moreover, this ghost is hidden in the crowd without a trace, and it is extremely difficult to identify. Therefore, for demons, this ghost is their best eyeliner.

It's a pity that this ghost met Qianyunsheng,

For ghost cultivators, this ghost is simply an active target, as long as he captures the law and hides everyone around him.

Patiently waited until dusk, and when Qian Yunsheng waited for the little Taoist priest to put away the stall and start walking outside the city, he quickly followed.

He now has a charm flower on his body, this flower has a charm that can hide the anger on his body very well, and in the world of ghosts, he seems to be transparent.

Then what he has to do by himself is to wait for him to be caught off guard.

Qian Yunsheng followed the little Taoist priest and walked in a blind corner out of his sight,

This is also very important, as once the ghost finds himself, he will be shocked to kill himself.

So you have to walk in the position of his visual blind spot, and then quickly take it down.

Qian Yunsheng put one hand into the storage bag, and a trace of the breath of the dementor banner was drawn out by him, and he kept it in the other hand without releasing it.

The dusk of the night has been surrounded, and the pedestrians on the road have begun to speed up their pace, and one or two street lamps have also been lit on the gatehouse of the more diligent merchants.

The little Taoist priest is just like a normal person, he is fast when others are fast, and he is slow when others are slow, and he walks slowly in the direction of the city gate.

In another hour, the gates will be closed, and if you want to get out of the city, you will have to wait until tomorrow.

Therefore, at this time, although the people on the road began to thin out, there were still some people who were also walking towards the city gate, and these were often porters, wrestlers, etc., who took advantage of the lack of farm work in the village, and came to the city to do a day's chores, and had to rush back to eat.

Qian Yunsheng approached the little Taoist priest quietly, patiently waiting for the most suitable time.

At this moment,

"Bang"

A huge gong and drum sounded not far away, which turned out to be a sign of the opening of the city's green buildings.

Just when people were resting, it was just when the Qinglou began to wake up.

On the side of the street, as the huge gongs and drums sounded, the sound of the warbler and the swallow came out from the windows on the second, third, and fourth floors of the building.

These people may have just woken up, fully dressed, and women with different styles poked their heads out of the window.

Some people pointed at the pedestrians on the street, while others warmly greeted the regular customers who heard the sound.

The little Taoist priest was attracted by the huge sound of gongs and drums and the noisy sound, and he also turned his head in astonishment.

"It's now!"

Qian Yunsheng saw the opportunity, didn't care about the sideways glances of passers-by, the phantom step was quickly launched, and with two taps of his footsteps, he easily crossed a distance of several zhang, and as soon as he raised his hand, he patted it on the shoulder of the little Taoist.

On the other side, he seemed to be like a warm acquaintance, and laughed: "Little Taoist, you can make it easy for me to find." ”

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