The night is as cold as water, and the countless paper boats float on the dark and cold river, today is the fifteenth day of July, the day when the ghost door is wide open, and these paper boats are for those wandering spirits and wild ghosts.

When Qingping arrived at Luyuan Town, it was already midday, that is, from 7 to 9 o'clock in the afternoon, Qingping saw that there were no lights in the entire Luyuan Town, only a little light came in the center of the town, and there were some sounds of singing. Qingping was not in a hurry to find Uncle Jiu, and slowly walked to the light.

When Qingping was about to approach the theater, he saw Qiusheng and Wencai running out, and he was about to catch up. But suddenly heard the voice of Uncle Nine from inside the theater, as if there was a fight, Qingping didn't have time to pay attention to Qiusheng and Wencai, and hurriedly ran in.

Uncle Nine is full of anger, originally today is the Midyear Festival, and it is the time for the ghosts of the underworld to return to the sun. The drama of this theater is sung to those lonely souls and wild ghosts, who knows that Wen Cai ran here to watch the play by himself, and as a result, together with Qiusheng, he injured the ghost guarding the ghost, and ran away with a large number of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and he didn't know how to clean up the situation?

At this moment, a person ran in from outside, holding a spirit banner in his hand, and shouted, "Senior brother, I'm here to help you." "When I looked closely, it was the cheap junior brother I recognized, Qingping Daoyou.

I saw Qingping's left hand pinching the seal, and the spirit flag in his right hand waved slightly, and the theater rolled up, bursts of ghosts, and a murmuring soul voice sounded, 'The soul returns' and 'The soul returns'???????

Those lonely ghosts who were fleeing suddenly threw themselves into the spirit banner like a milk swallow returning to the forest.

After dealing with these lonely souls and wild ghosts, Qingping opened his mouth and asked, "Senior brother, what's going on? Why are there so many lonely souls and wild ghosts here?" ”

Uncle Nine said what happened just now with an unhappy face, and he hated these two apprentices. Especially Qiusheng, who is obviously talented, but he is unwilling to work hard and wants to take shortcuts. And he is always clever and does not use the Maoshan technique on the right path, which is also the reason why Uncle Jiu is unwilling to teach Qiusheng the advanced Maoshan technique, for fear that Qiusheng will go astray.

After listening to Uncle Jiu's speech, Qingping also sighed and said: "Hey, it's troublesome now, there are so many lonely souls and wild ghosts, how can you and I catch them back?" Seeing that Uncle Jiu also had a heavy expression on his face, he changed his style and comforted: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, let's go back first and then discuss!"

Uncle Nine nodded, didn't speak, and the two went back to Uncle Nine's Yizhuang together.

Qingping and Uncle Jiu returned to Yizhuang, and before they could enter the hall, they felt four cold breaths in the hall, and the two glanced at each other and pushed open the door of the hall.

Seeing that the four ghosts who had been subdued by Qiusheng and Wencai before, they had broken free from the Fu Seal and were waiting for him at Uncle Jiu's house. The two glanced at each other, walked into the hall, ignored the eyes of the four ghosts, walked to the table where the spirit tablets were enshrined, and sat down one on the left and one on the right.

Qingping and Uncle Jiu were silent, and the four ghosts did not speak, and more than ten minutes passed like this, after all, Qingping was not enough to nourish qi, and was about to speak, when the sound of Qiusheng and Wencai's speech came from the door, and Qingping also swallowed the words.

With a squeak, the door was opened, and Qiusheng and Wencai were laughing and playing, but the eyes of the two and four ghosts in the lobby were on them.

Especially the eyes of the four ghosts, Wen Cai was even more frightened to hide behind Qiusheng, and the four ghosts were still talking nonsense.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine couldn't help but speak, "What do you want?"

The four ghosts glanced at each other, and looked at Uncle Nine with puzzled faces, and Uncle Nine suddenly realized: "I forgot that you are ghosts, and I can't understand human words." As he spoke, he took a black piece from a plate on the table next to him, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Then use ghost words to communicate with the ghost cha, after this period of bargaining, finally sent the ghost cha away, there is still money to make the ghost grind, after all, Uncle Nine is the bank of the underworld, hundreds of millions of dark coins are smashed down, and the four ghosts will let go of Qiusheng and Wencai.

But a condition was put forward, that is, all the escaped ghosts must be caught within seven days, so that the ghosts can also be sent to the underworld, otherwise these four ghosts will definitely be punished. You must know that the criminal law of the underworld is much harsher than that of the human world, just look at the eighteen layers of hell.

After the four ghosts left, Qiusheng and Wencai immediately came over and shouted, "Master, uncle." ”

Qingping nodded, and said with a playful expression: "You two are really going to find trouble!" Qiusheng and Wencai suddenly became embarrassed, after all, they didn't do this kind of pit master thing once or twice.

Uncle Nine also spoke at this time: "Okay, you two troublemakers, hurry up and prepare things for me, I want to open the altar." ”

The two hurriedly ran to the backyard to prepare something.

Looking at the backs of the two, Uncle Nine was also very helpless and said, "Let you see the joke, junior brother." ”

Qingping smiled: "The two of them are now at the age of ape horses, and it is normal to be naughty." ”

When Uncle Nine heard this, he looked at Qingping, and muttered in his heart: I feel like you are like seventy or eighty, when I was my age, although I was not as foolish as Wencai and Qiusheng, but I didn't have a calm mind like you, and I don't know how you exercised your heart.

Uncle Nine shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Then, the two came to the backyard, looked at the altar that had been prepared, and Qingping asked, "Senior brother, you plan to open the altar, do you have a way to subdue the group of ghosts?"

Uncle Nine said: "Well, I plan to use our Maoshan faction's innate gossip array, this array is against the congenital, has infinite use, and will definitely be able to subdue the group of ghosts, but after all, I can't support it alone, so I plan to invite some senior brothers to come together, so it is absolutely foolproof." ”

Qingping was also very interested after hearing this, after all, he also relied on the gossip demon subduing array to eliminate a ghost king.

I also want to see the innate gossip array of this legend very much, and it would be even better if I could learn the hand.

At that moment, his heart moved casually and said: "Senior brother, I have also studied the gossip of the four elephants, and Qiankun Yili is also quite researched, so why don't you let me participate in it!"

When Uncle Nine heard this, he thought for a while and agreed, because Uncle Nine originally wanted Qingping to help, after all, Qingping's cultivation was not inferior to himself. Now Qingping opened his mouth, and Uncle Nine also got off the donkey down the slope.

Qingping was also quite happy when he heard that Uncle Jiu had agreed, so that Qingping could see the power of the innate gossip array, and maybe he could see some mysteries.

Then Uncle Nine began to do it, summoning the same door, Qingping looked at it and lost interest, this is a secret technique of contact that belongs to Maoshan alone, Qingping is not a real disciple of Maoshan after all, and it is useless to see it.

Uncle Nine drove Wencai and Qiusheng back to the room after completing the law, and then invited Qingping into Uncle Jiu's room alone.

Qingping came to Uncle Jiu's room, and Uncle Jiu took out a yellowed thread-bound book from his box, and Qingping looked at it and exclaimed.

(To be continued)