Wong Tai Sin was very excited and shouted at the top of her voice, "Humans are indeed despicable and shameless, and they are talking nonsense. It is clearly you who play a confusing song, which almost hypnotized the ghosts in the entire night market. They have bad motives and dare to bite them back."
Xu Huanyan was a little guilty and took a few steps back, fearing that he would be seen by the ghost officer and take him away.
The ghost messenger took her away, but she really took her away.
Wu Nian snorted coldly, and said without changing his face, "Are you blamed us for being talented?"
"..." Wong Daxian looked at Di Nian in shock. She had never seen such a shameless human being.
What's wrong with the society outside? Are human beings so shameless now?
The frivolous shamelessness of the fifth thought made Wong Tai Sin, who lived in seclusion in the mountains, amazed.
"You scratched my friend and you must compensate us."
"Don't think about it!" Wong Tai Sin almost gritted her teeth.
The ghost messenger at least squeezed in and browed when he saw Di Wu Nian. This sister of the little king of hell, how could they afford to offend him?
In Huang Daxian's eyes, the ghost messenger is the dawn of hope, and his body struggles even more. He took the initiative to say, "Master ghost messenger, these two humans have entered our ghost market. The songs they played can hypnotize us. You must be careful and make the decision for me, Lao Huang."
"What's the noise?" The ghost officer coughed lightly and looked at the other onlookers. "Who is this land, I believe you know. I ask you, what happened just now? You answer truthfully."
Huang Daxian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that someone had said before that this street belonged to that human, so he didn't believe that the other party would cause trouble. He didn't care at the time, after all, the ghost messenger was not at the mercy of others.
But as the ghost messenger said, he planned to protect this human being.
The little ghosts don’t have to think about it, so they naturally have to stand on the side of the ghost messenger. After all, they will rely on them in the future. Now the underworld also needs ghost veins.
"It was this weasel who broke the rules of the ghost market. He used his hands first. Everyone listened to the song well. It just came up and bleeded the girl's calves."
Xu Huanyan suddenly became the focus. This was the first time he was stared at by so many awake ghosts. He was a little trembling. He wanted to cry or not and felt really wronged.
"You see, it scared the girl and didn't even dare to cry. It's so pitiful."
Xu Huanyan: “…”
Wong Daxian took a deep breath, her eyes rolled over, and the heads of these ghosts were flooded.
He is self-protection, self-protection.
If the gods kill, good people will die in the hands of witnesses.
Look at the ghost messenger, so many people prove it, you still want to deny it, looking at Wong Tai Sin, "The ghost market has never restricted you, such a monster who has become a type, to join in the fun, but it does not mean that you are the first-class person and ignore the laws and regulations."
Huang Daxian didn't breathe in one breath. When he lost his mind, he spat at the ghost crew twice, "Go to your father, I, Lao Huang, right."
The ghost messenger who was vomited by Wong Daxian also looked gloomy, "You are looking for death!"
At this time, the fifth nian had bandaged Xu Huanyan's wound. He looked at the angry ghost officer and made a suggestion, "Although Huang Daxian cultivated into a human form, he is still a living creature after all, and is not under the management of the underworld. How about you give him to me?"
As a celestial master, catching a weasel that has become a spirit is not a big deal, so the ghost messenger is willing to sell it well and clasp his fists at Di Wu Nian, "Then I will hand him over to you."
Huang Daxian was shocked and panicked immediately. He hugged the ghost clerk's thighs tightly, "Don't leave me to them. These two women have bad intentions. You are a ghost clerk and cannot avenge your personal revenge!"
The fifth nun pulled back to the Mo Dou line, and Lao Huang turned back to his original body while pulling, rolled down at the feet of the fifth nun, squatted down and stroked the weasel, smiling very gently, "Old Huang, you want to follow me to make a good transformation."
Huang Daxian was trembling, and the ghost messenger was very relieved, "Miss Fifth, it's dawn soon, let's go."
"Wait a moment."
"You have something else?"
"Don't talk to the little king of hell."
The ghost officer was stunned. Could it be better not to say such a big thing?
If the little king of Hell pursued it, they would not be able to take advantage of it.
Little King of Hell?
Huang Daxian couldn't help but shout in his heart: Who did he provoke? Why did he still know the little Hell?
"It's just a small matter. When he gets into trouble, he will definitely have to do something big. We have nothing to do. Let's just let this matter go!"
The ghost messenger sighed, "Miss Fifth, you are so kind-hearted."
Kind heart?
Lao Huang complained desperately: I believe you, evil!
After saying goodbye to the ghost messenger, the sky gradually became brighter.
The fifth thought threw out a colorful stone, put Lao Huang in the stone, and walked out of the ghost market with the wounded Xu Huanyan.
"Your leg injury needs to be disinfected properly, and it is best to have another rabies vaccine."
"It's not that serious, it's just a little pain at that time, but it's much better now."
"It's always good to be careful. I'm so careless that I'm actually fascinated by your song."
"But why did you keep that weasel?"
"Your song does have the effect of hypnotizing ghosts, but a little bit of Taoist monster can control your mind, so I think if you study some special songs, will it be more effective? And we also need white rats, so keep them for now!"
Xu Huanyan gave her a thumbs up, "You're still thinking about it."
"From today on, I will practice courage with me at night, practice with me during the day, and learn magic. I don't need to draw talismans. If you become a monk halfway through, even if you practice basic skills, it will probably take three to five years to draw talismans."
"Okay." Xu Huanyan has already begun to look forward to the days ahead.
But on the night of the next day, she didn't dare to look forward to it.
When Wu Nian took her hot pot ingredients and took her to the cemetery in the suburbs, she could no longer laugh.
His face was filled with tension, helplessness, and even fear.
From the green and hurried path, she couldn't count how many ghosts she had seen?
"Old, boss, didn't we say we went to eat hot pot?"
“It’s really hot pot.”
Xu Huanyan cried, "But this road is not the way to eat hot pot, are we going the wrong way?" She opened the navigation and expanded the map above. The final destination of this road is Taixing Memorial Park, which is the cemetery.
"That's right."
"The cemetery is ahead." God knows how much effort she had to finish this sentence.
“We just eat hot pot in the cemetery.”
Xu Huanyan's face turned pale, "Boss, I, I don't want to eat anymore, I suddenly became hungry."
"I'm hungry, you can watch me eat, or you can play me a song. My hot pot must be very romantic."
"..." She didn't dare to think about that scene, it was so creepy. "Boss, how did you think of these weird tricks?" After practicing this courage, my mother no longer had to worry about her being afraid of ghosts.
"This is a trick my aunt came up with. She was not allowed to go down the mountain until she finished eating. Another friend and I initially chose a lot of things. In the end, we ate and vomited. We ate all night and helped each other down the mountain at dawn." Now that I think about it, I miss it very much.
Xu Huanyan groped in tremblingly about his violin, and wanted to ask loudly: Is your aunt a pervert?
"Can I stop practicing my courage?"
"Then will you quit?"
Xu Huanyan was stunned and bit his lower lip, "Did I drag you back?"
Fifth thought shook his head, "I have a specialty in my skills, and I am not born to catch ghosts. I rely on my own efforts to achieve my skills today. It's like playing the violin better, nor is it born. If you want to stay, I must be strict with you, which is the guarantee of your life."
"Thank you for your trust in me." Isn't it just to practice courage? Do you eat hot pot against ghosts? There is nothing to be afraid of.
Xu Huanyan really ate, vomited, and then continued to eat.
By the way, I also asked the fifth thought about how to distinguish between various types of ghosts and what kind of ghosts should I do if I encounter them?
After playing the Buddhist music shared by Don’t Want to share, the gloomy and cold cemetery became the best venue for playing.
When she met Xu Huanyan, she had many new ideas.
A simple form of salvation was set up to let Xu Huanyan stand in the form and play the song of salvation of the dead souls.
The soul from far to near seemed to be hypnotized by something, and was washed and purified by something after the formation, and disappeared with the direction of the music drifting.
Chapter completed!