In winter and October, heavy snow falls.

Ma Ping opened his eyes, a light flashed, and he stood up from the futon with his mouth pursed.

He looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, thin, wearing a pale cyan robe, a small mahogany crown on his head, and a brown belt around his waist, on which was tied a white jade ring the size of half a palm.

The jade ring swings from side to side, reflecting a warm soft light.

Go to the window and push the wooden window open:

Squeak~yah~

A gust of cold wind blew the hair on his sideburns, and his eyes froze slightly:

Can't go back!

Outside the window was a small courtyard, and the snow on the wall was a palm's thick;

Two bare trees stood in the middle of the courtyard, one on the left and one on the left, and the withered yellow leaves swirled and fell to the ground, striking in the bright white snow.

The snow stopped in the morning, and now the sun comes out, and the sky is clear and bright.

In the clear blue and clean sky, Ma Ping closed his eyes and took a deep breath, a breath of cold air easily dispersed the stuffy air in his chest, and his mind cleared up.

He is not from this world!

A month ago, he was just an ordinary little white-collar worker on the earth, but who knew that he suddenly crossed over after a while!

Come to this world where immortals, gods, humans, demons, and ghosts live together, there are scholars, ghosts, foxes, and sea dragon kings in heaven and earth!

"Strange Tales"!

Just thinking about things, there was a creak~ creak sound of snow outside the hospital, and someone came.

"Squeak~ya~"

The courtyard door opened, and a wine trough nose, a short old man walked in, his beard was gray, his face was fine, the old man raised his head and saw Ma Ping standing under the eaves, busy standing in the courtyard as a ** hand, with a loud voice:

"Watching the Lord, the rich and noble cattle under the mountain sent people to ask for a meeting"

Ma Ping turned his head and asked:

"But what did he do with the people he sent?"

The social structure of this world is similar to that of ancient China, where the imperial power was not lower than the county, and the local landlords and gentry were generally elected to take on certain social management functions.

The so-called Li Zheng is the village chief when he gets the earth, but Li Zheng's power will be greater; after all, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and for ordinary villagers, Li Zheng is the biggest master.

The sturdy old man was stunned at first when he heard this, his face turned slightly red, scratched the back of his head and said:

"But I didn't ask, please wait, I'll go and find out."

This old man is the guard of Guanli, surnamed He; he was also a heroic man in the rivers and lakes back then, but when he was 50 years old, his children were all harmed by ghosts, and none of his three children died.

The last Guan Zhu Chong and the Taoist helped him get rid of the ghosts, and the old man thought that he was now carefree and old, so he simply started to be a guard in the Taoist temple, and it has been almost twenty years now.

As the thought turned, Ma Ping waved his hand:

"Don't ask, bring someone over" should be evil or haunted, this is the norm in this world.

"Yes, Lord," Lao He bowed and went out.

Ma Ping walked to the stone bench in the courtyard and sat down.

At the beginning of the heavy snow, the stone bench was naturally cold and biting, but it was nothing to him, and the cultivation of the peak of the Dao Tong step was already cold and hot.

Fingers tapped on the stone table, clattering.

Dao Tong, Taoist priest, Gao Gong, mage, real people are the fifth order of cultivation in this world, and then there are extraordinary people, but they are first-class immortals, so let's skip them.

This body originally had the cultivation of the peak of the Dao Tong, but it was dispersed because of the reason of the crossing, but fortunately, the cultivation of the Dao Tong level was mainly on the physical body, and it had been a month since the crossing, and it had been completely recovered.

Looking up, I saw the gray fluttering birds chirping on the smooth trunk of the tree, fluttering and jumping on the branches.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as he turned his palm, a piece of yellow rune paper was pinched in his hand, and the bright red cinnabar outlined the curved cloud patterns, and a big word "town" was written in the middle.

This is a town house charm, which can be activated to dispel evil qi for a period of time, and keep a small area free of evil qi.

Looking at the rune in his hand, Ma Ping sighed lightly:

"If you really have magic power and can inspire ghosts and gods, you need to become a Taoist priest; after all, Dao Tong is still a mortal, and he can't be a ghost after death."

"After all, the ghost cha karma enjoys a five-hundred-year-old spring and autumn season, and it's not something anyone can do if they want to" shook his head slightly:

"If you can't live forever, it's an illusion after all"

Purple Mountain View, Front Yard;

Lao He carefully closed the courtyard door, then turned his head and beckoned to the young man under the eaves of the side hall, and when he approached, he said:

"Tell me first, what is the reason why Li Zheng asked you to come?"

The young man is a domestic servant of Niu Fugui's family, called Niu Xiaoer, and he is usually a little clever, so he often sends out to deliver messages. At this time, he said:

"If you go back to Daoye, it is the aunt of the Niu Er family who is fascinated, and Li Zheng asks the master to take a look."

Being fascinated is the vernacular here, and it's haunted. Haunting is a trivial matter, Lao He nodded when he heard this, and said:

"Then come in with me"

"Wait a minute, I see that the main viewer understands the rules, you can't talk nonsense, you know!" Lao He casually admonished.

"Yes, yes, the little one doesn't dare to talk nonsense" Niu Xiaoer will not have an opinion.

Squeak~yaw

The courtyard door opened, Lao He walked a few steps quickly, and the blue and black straight jacket rolled up the snowflakes on the ground, and he stood in the middle of the courtyard and said to Ma Ping:

"Lord, the people have brought" and then turned his head sideways to Niu Xiaoer, who could not be ignorant, and immediately knelt down on the snow and said:

"Villager Niu Xiaoer, I've seen the master of the view!"

Ma Ping didn't have the problem of not being able to kneel others, and he was very satisfied when he saw Niu Xiaoer being so polite, so he nodded slightly and said indifferently:

"Get up," the others asked, standing up:

"Li Zheng sent you, why did you do it?" At this time, his voice was like a jade stone striking each other, and it was like a pearl falling on a silver plate, which was unusually clear, but this was the use of the method of confusing the gods.

This method is not an evil technique, but a small method, because the spirit of the cultivator is far beyond that of ordinary people, and a little deliberate can affect the mind of mortals.

In order to recruit believers, the monks of this world often use such small means.

He is just a little Taoist child, and he already has such a magical method, although it can only be aimed at ordinary people at present, but it is already very remarkable.

It must be known that there are very few people with mana in this world after all, and most of them are ordinary mortals.

"As soon as the realm arrives, the supernatural powers are self-sufficient~" sighed:

"No wonder there are so many heavenly prohibitions in this world, but it turns out that it is too easy for cultivators to do anything wrong," but this thought was suppressed by him in an instant, and he turned his head to look at Niu Xiaoer.

Sure enough, hearing this clear jade sound like a heavenly immortal, Niu Xiaoer was even more respectful, and shrank to stand in a corner of the courtyard:

"Looking back at the words of the master, it is the aunt of Niu Er in the village who is fascinated, and Li Zheng asked me to come to ask the lord to save me through mercy"

Haunted? Ma Ping estimated in his heart that this matter should not be difficult, so he said:

"Well, got it"

"Go back and tell Li Zheng to prepare the black dog, the rooster, the cinnabar, the yellow rune paper, and all kinds of tributes, and tomorrow at noon, the Lord of Benguan will go down the mountain to control the ghosts;

Hearing this, Lao He took Niu Xiaoer and retreated.

Generally speaking, the Taoist priest has four methods of controlling ghosts, refining, sealing, and destroying, because he is still only a Taoist child, and he can only use the method of extermination.

Annihilation: Extermination, erasing the soul and spirit body to dissipate; this method is harmful to heaven and harmony, and is not taken by people with Taoism.

Get up and go back to the abbot's room and close the door.

First cut the yellow paper properly and lay it on the table to compact, and then take the talisman pen to absorb cinnabar on the inkstone, and imagine the true martial arts demon emperor in the north in my mind, I can see the flow of the pen tip, outlining the cloud pattern like flowing water, and there is a trace of magic to seep out.

"Taishang is as anxious as a law!" The spell in his mouth was read urgently, and the tip of the pen saw the red light on the yellow rune paper flickering slightly, and it fell on the table.

Break the evil talisman, condense a wisp of righteousness between heaven and earth, and destroy all unrighteousness.

This talisman is the strongest killing talisman that Ma Ping has mastered so far, and ordinary yin spirits can be destroyed with one blow;

"Whew~" exhaled lightly and carefully folded the three runes and put them in his sleeve pocket.

"Three Evil Breaking Talismans, plus the remaining two from before, should be enough"

Listening to what Niu Xiaoer said, the yin ghost only makes trouble in ordinary villagers' homes, and it must not be a powerful old ghost, so it can be easily killed.

Thinking of this, he was a little pity, now if it is a Taoist level, he can exceed it and gain some additional merits.

The sun outside the window was just past noon, Ma Ping's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the snow-white mountain in the distance, and muttered:

"Chat fast~!"