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When the body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero.  2. Depot Silver Coins (new book opens, love you guys)

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    The pale old face faced Yun Song.

    The drooping eyelids slowly opened, revealing two pitch-black eyeballs without any difference in color.

    Yun Song stared blankly at the old face: I checked the eyes, it's not a living person!

    Wang Youde exploded when he watched him stare at his back.

    He asked in horror: "Little Daoist, you, you, what did you see? What did you just say, what old gentleman?"

    He turned his head to look around while talking, Yun Song could tell from his expression that he couldn't see the skinny old man on his back.

    The old man is obviously not a human being, his eye sockets are thick black, and two strands of black are spreading along the corners of his eyes to his face

    After discovering this, he acted decisively!

    With his right hand he dragged the table outside the door in, with his left hand he slammed the door shut and inserted the latch from the inside, and with his right hand he pushed the table against the door and then entered the nave.

    Hell!

    Grandfather help!

    This is not a fucking materialistic world!

    "Bang bang bang!"

    The sound of slamming the door followed him in.

    Wang Youde shouted outside at the top of his voice: "Prince Daoist, Master Daoist, open the door, what's the matter with you? No, help! Master Daoist, save me, save me!"

    Yun Song is not someone who refuses to help.

    But he is just an ordinary young man.

    Although he is currently staying in a Taoist temple and wearing a Taoist robe, he is a false Taoist priest. How can he save people from the hands of ghosts?

    Besides, he had spotted it just now, the old ghost hugged Wang Youde tightly, and an old tree entangled his two old legs, it was obvious that he wanted to stalk him to death!

    How does this allow him to save people?

    Let alone saving people, how should he save the dog's life?

    He was thinking anxiously, when there were two bangs and bangs outside, a broken door that was covered with patina, Wang Youde's hands pushed it open and collapsed!

    As soon as the door opened, Wang Youde hurried into the Taoist temple:

    "I'm sorry, Taoist priest, I didn't mean it, you save me, save my life, as long as you can save me, then I'll replace the Taoist temple with a new door, a Western gilt iron gate!"

    The face of the old ghost on his back has changed from pale to pitch black.

    It gradually straightened up in the bumps, and when Wang Youde rushed to the door of the nave, its legs continued to be rooted in the old tree, but its body was elongated strangely, and it opened its arms and rushed towards Yunsong like an old man pushing a cart!

    Just like a giant python rushing out of a cave!

    And the mouth is open, and the black tongue is hesitating.

    This makes it look even more like a python.

    The other party came aggressively and moved like a gust of wind, Yun Song's heart sank.

    It's getting cold!

    Just as the old ghost rushed into the nave with all his teeth and claws, the envelope he had pressed under the censer earlier ignited spontaneously without fire.

    The envelope burned quickly, turning into a blazing golden light and sweeping across like a thunderbolt.

    Instantly.

    The old ghost's figure froze in the nave.

    Yun Song immediately understood: This letter can indeed save lives, but it is not the content on the letter paper that is effective, but the envelope.

    This envelope is a powerful talisman that can hold down demons and ghosts.

    The old ghost was restrained.

    What to do next?

    It was useless to run away, he closed the door and ran into the Taoist temple earlier, but this ghost also chased into the Taoist temple.

    There is only one way to go.

    When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

    ? The first to attack is the strong, and the last to be strong!

    Full of the simplest fighting concept, Yun Song used the simplest means to deal with this ghost.

    He plucked up the courage to clenched his fists and charged forward with a left kick, a right whip kick, and a left jab!

    After punching and kicking, he found that he felt tactile after hitting the old ghost. The old ghost who hit him opened his mouth and sprayed out a cloud of gray and cold Yin Qi!

    After the Yin Qi appeared, they all burrowed into his arms, just like those little fairies he met in nightclubs in his dreams.

    Then his chest sank.

    There is something extra in my arms.

    But he didn't have time to figure out the change.

    The enemy is at hand.

    While it is fixed, kill it!

    The old ghost was fixed in the middle of the hall, and Yun Song punched it with all his strength, making it spit out yin.

    His tactics were correct. The envelope's ban on the old ghost was not indefinite. After being beaten, the old ghost was gradually able to move.It's - hey, why are you so cold?  Well, you must have been hunched over by ghosts for a few days, don't just stand up"

    "Hunchbacked?" Wang Youde repeated, with a look of surprise on his face, "I said that in the past few days, I have always felt that my back is dead when I am standing, sitting, and walking? It turns out that I was pressed by a ghost!"

    Yun Song took the bread and ate a few mouthfuls, and finally felt that his life had been snatched back, so he asked vaguely:

    "Benefactor Wang, did you come to Xiaodao's master this time to solve the ghost that oppressed you?"

    "Oh, that's not true." Wang Youde took out a tightly wrapped handkerchief from his sleeve.

    "The next time I come to the Four Eyes Temple is to donate a sum of money for incense. An old friend of mine knew that the temple was in disrepair for a long time, so he asked me to send a sum of incense for the repair of the Taoist temple. There is a big yellow croaker here. Please invite the real person  Laughing."

    He opened the handkerchief layer by layer, revealing a gold bar.

    This thing is precious!

    This is a lot of incense money!

    Yun Song hurriedly waved his hand politely: "Fortunate life is supreme, Wang benefactor, you, your friend are too exaggerated, the poor can't accept this money!"

    At this moment, he believed that the "my friend" that Wang Youde said was really just a friend of his.

    Wang Youde looks like a profiteer, but his temperament is quite genuine.

    He didn't greet Yun Song, and directly stuffed the gold bars into the merit box.

    After donating money, he knelt down and kowtowed to the Taoist statue, chanting words, his buttocks pouted.

    At first glance, he is a very devout believer!

    This made Yun Song feel very relieved: what he said before that home is a sunset industry is simply nonsense. This is obviously a good industry with a long history but has been thriving all the time!

    After receiving money from others, I have to do things for them.

    Yun Song knows the rules.

    So he ate the cake and changed the topic back to the potter's wheel:

    "Then Wang Benefactor, how did you get haunted by ghosts?"

    This topic stimulated Wang Youde, his eyes widened, his spirits lifted, and he began to chatter endlessly:

    "Little real man, you and your master know this. After I was entrusted by Wang Dashuai to become the mayor of the old town, I have always walked upright and sat upright. As the saying goes, if your body is upright, you will not be afraid of the shadow, and if your feet are upright, you will not be afraid of the crooked shoes"

    Yun Song frowned and said, "Benefactor Wang, can we get straight to the point?"

    It's not that he's impatient, it's that he's eating, and the spit is flying around.

    A little irritated.

    What if Wang Youde has Helicobacter pylori infection in his stomach?

    Wang Youde swallowed his saliva and nodded in agreement, and then asked cautiously: "Please Die Xian, does the little real person understand this technique of holding up a spirit?"

    Yun Song hesitated.

    He must have heard of the matter of inviting Die Xian before, which is a traditional divination technique in Chinese metaphysics.

    Just as the so-called god of unpredictable yin and yang, please ask Die Xian to judge yin and yang and measure good and bad, so there were also sayings in ancient times that Die Shen divination.

    But there were no ghosts in the world he lived in before, so he didn't dare to judge whether the invitation to Die Xian he knew was consistent with Wang Youde's invitation to Die Xian.

    Seeing his hesitation, Wang Youde said to himself: "Perhaps because I violated the taboo when I asked, this ghost haunted me!"

    "What did you ask?" Yun Song cheered cooperatively.
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