There was still noisy in the mourning hall, and several Taoists were beating the drums and reciting some scriptures that even Li Mubai could not hear clearly. Zhou Ziwu also noticed the unusual cold wind, and then turned his head and stared at the gate.

There were many people outside the door, bustling with people, and many people stepped directly across the door and walked into the side room through the tall black figure, looking unaware of it.

There were still some money papers in the brazier that had not been burned out and floated up, burned out in the air, and then turned into brand new money papers and fell into the hands of the black figure.

Li Mubai walked to the shadow with anger on his face. The shadow had a blurry figure, but as soon as he walked in, he could see clearly that this was a man with a face like white paper, wearing a black Zhongshan suit. The man had makeup on his face, the corners of his mouth were covered with scarlet, and the cheeks on both sides were red. He wore a Zhongshan hat on his head, and the corners of his mouth were opened in a very exaggerated way.

This ghost was very happy. This was the first time he had received so much money. In the ghost world, money paper was the currency in circulation, and he could also exchange it for other ghosts before. However, his smile froze. The human in front of him blocked him and seemed to be able to see him. He had to put away his arms, and there was already a thick stack of paper money on his palm.

This ghost was obviously very skilled in collecting these paper money, and he didn't even move his body. Some of the paper money could not float to him. He opened his mouth and blew it out, and the cold wind blew out, holding the paper money to fly to his palm.

"roll!"

Li Mubai stared at the ghost coldly, his face full of coldness.

"You...can you see me?"

The male ghost opened his mouth wide and looked at Li Mubai incredibly, but Li Mubai didn't say anything. He recovered from his freedom, glanced at the coffin next to him, and said:

"These are all unparalleled things. If you don't let me take them, do you use them yourself? Don't you know that I'm a fortune-making ghost?"

His voice was very sharp and full of playfulness. When his mouth opened, he seemed to be able to see a faint golden light emitted from his mouth. These golden lights were golden teeth, and in the eyes of the male ghost, those who could see themselves could not threaten. Now, in addition to him, there are many wandering ghosts who are rushing over one after another, but they are not as anxious as him. After all, there are still many people here.

People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of people seven times. This is true. However, this is just about ordinary people and ordinary wandering ghosts. Most people have yang energy, especially the yang energy of men. The yang energy can restrain evil ghosts, especially those with boys, and those who kill heavily. Of course, the people who kill heavily are not necessarily murderers, but also include butchers. The butchers have heavy evil spirits.

This male ghost in Zhongshan suit is obviously a little stronger than the yin energy of ordinary people. Otherwise, it would be impossible for so many people to shuttle through him, but there is still nothing wrong. If other wandering ghosts are not spared, they will either escape or be knocked away by the yang energy of the human body. Every time these ghosts dissipate, they will consume the yin energy. A ghost is all condensed by the yin energy. If all the yin energy is dissipated, then the soul will be scattered.

Even if these wandering ghosts are greedy for money, they will not dare to come to get money from so many people. But this ghost is a bit weird and not afraid.

"You are a ghost and it will damage people's yang energy. If you want to come, no one will stop you in the middle of the night. But now everyone here is my relatives and friends. If you appear here like this, that's wrong. Please leave."

Li Mubai spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Late at night, there are many wild ghosts, and then there are wild ghosts everywhere here. If I can grab them, it will be good. If I can't grab them, you'll burn them for me?"

The male ghost stared straight at Li Mubai, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Just as he was talking, Li Mubai had already pulled out a ghost-exorcist talisman from his waist, and slapped the ghost's forehead expressionlessly. With a scream, the money paper in the ghost's hand fell all over the sky, and his body instantly turned into a black mist and drifted into the distance, and disappeared in an instant.

He had long been too lazy to say anything to this ghost. Since he was unwilling to leave, he would drive him away.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the yin energy dissipating. The table was already on. Round tables were set up, and many people sat around. Ten people sat on each table, covered with a thin layer of transparent tablecloth, and two bottles of drinks, beer and good white wine were placed on the table.

Liu Yue still won’t do a bad job when she is in charge of the food. Of course, she can’t do it very well. These are all rules. There are many rules at wedding banquets. The more abundant the dishes on the table, the better and the most glorious they are. However, there are also many rules at funerals. However, Li Mubai took out nearly 100,000 yuan. This kind of scene is also very rare in the countryside. Looking at the dishes served, the air is mixed with the aroma of dishes and the smell of firecrackers. These round tables are placed under the spirit shed. There are many white silk hanging on the edge of the white shed. The white silk is full of crooked runes. Seeing these runes, Li Mubai sighed. The runes were useless at all, and they were completely fooling everyone.

However, Zhou Ziwu is a member of the Taiqing Sect, so he would not make this mistake according to reason. The only thing that can be understood is that these Taoists who painted talismans were not from the same group as Zhou Ziwu. Li Mubai did not pursue anything, nor would he expect that the other Taoists would really help his father.

The surroundings were very lively, and it could be said that there were crowds of people, with about twenty tables, and the door of my room could no longer be placed, so there was a long spiritual shed in front of my second uncle and my uncle's door.

Li Mubai swept across the crowd in a daze and found that they all seemed very happy. He talked and laughed, but he didn't look sad. This time, his father's death was an opportunity. The distant relatives who had not been in contact for a long time came over, and then many rare relatives gathered together because of this incident.

Obviously, he was unhappy. These chirping sounds were like amplifying countless times and rushing into his mind. He could not bear it. It was obviously a sad thing, but they performed it into joy.

"Junior brother, why don't you go to have a meal yet?"

A gentle voice sounded in Li Mubai's ear. Without turning around, he knew that the voice was the voice of his senior brother Wu Yu.

"Senior brother isn't going to eat yet? I'm not hungry and don't want to eat."

Li Mubai rubbed his stomach and shook his head.

"Come with me, my senior brother has something delicious for you."

Wu Yu walked to Li Mubai and smiled mysteriously. Without waiting for him to speak, he grabbed his wrist and dragged it out of the spirit shed. The man sitting in a corner of the spirit shed saw this scene. The man looked sinister and his eyebrows jumped slightly. This man was no one else, but the demonized Su Ming, but the magic pattern on his forehead was just covered by his hanging hair, and he sat in the corner without saying a word.

"This is for you, the essence and blood of a thousand-year-old monster."

Wu Yu reached out and took out a sheepskin bag, unbuttoned the lid, and a cold white air appeared from the opening, looking steaming.

Li Mubai stretched out his nose and sniffed it. His eyes suddenly became energetic and a rare smile appeared on his face.

The older the monster's essence and blood, the more nourishing it is for him, and he can drink it for days or even months without sucking blood, because these essence and blood do not require the essence and blood of ordinary people. It takes a certain amount of time to refine these essence and blood, which is enough to make up for the hunger in the abdomen and can also make the zombie blood in the body evolve.

"The essence and blood from last time have not been consumed yet. Now my senior brother still has it?"

Although he said this, Li Mubai took it without hesitation, aimed his mouth at the mouth, raised his head, and drank it in big mouthfuls.

"Although it's just like the distribution of Huo'er, I still have a lot of surviving people. Don't worry, the essence and blood in your body must be refined as soon as possible to enhance your own strength. After all, it is not to be underestimated to be able to suppress the existence of the master. You must have the strength of the golden armored corpse to have the power to protect yourself."

When Wu Yu saw Li Mubai's voracious look, he smiled slightly and stroked his back.

"Yeah, I understand."

After drinking the essence and blood in the sheepskin, Li Mubai burped, looked at Wu Yu embarrassedly, and nodded.

"By the way, I want to go to my master's hometown tonight and I will only come here tomorrow. Can you handle it?"

Wu Yu glanced at the distance and remembered that he had returned from Qingqiu Kingdom and had never been to the Bai family once. He also had his little master, Bai Yu, more than ten years ago. I don’t know if he had lived a good life. Now Bai Wuchang is not in Yonghe City, so he also wants to go back and take a look.

"It's okay, what can these wandering ghosts do to me? If this matter cannot be settled, what ability will you have to save the master? Besides, my soul-summoning lamp now has a lamp spirit. If something really happens, Mo Li will come out to save him."

Li Mubai nodded and signaled Wu Yu to go with peace of mind and not to worry about his safety.

"Okay, I'll leave first."

After Wu Yu said that, he simply stepped forward and walked slowly towards the entrance of the village. In a blink of an eye, his figure disappeared.

After the two of them finished chatting, they had already withdrawn from the mat and Li Mubai returned to the mourning hall.

During the day, the people who caught the monsters were here, but now it is an extraordinary period, so naturally they still focus on major events.

Su Ming never went to find Li Mubai, but looked at him from afar, and no one was willing to approach Su Ming because Su Ming looked cold and kept people thousands of miles away.

"Xiaobai Young Master, those paper people and houses have been laid out. Do you want to go and see?"

Li Mubai, who was smoking in the mourning hall, suddenly heard someone calling him. He turned his head and saw an ugly-looking old man looking at him with a smile on his face.

"So it's Uncle Seven, Uncle Seven is responsible for these things?"

Li Mubai looked carefully before he recovered. He had also seen this old man during the Chinese New Year. All of them were called Uncle Seven, a five-guarantee household. He participated in the war when he was young. He lacked a leg and his life was blown up. His family was at the end of the village.

In fact, he and Li Mubai have no clear blood relationship, but everyone calls him Uncle Seven, and he also calls him.

"Haha, you have to make a living, you can't always rely on the government to help you."

Uncle Seven was already a little hunched, and took Li Mubai to his house and said as he walked.
Chapter completed!