Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Hu Wei always stayed by the white man and didn't know anything about what happened below. At this time, listening to him said, he was shocked and said: "The illusion of even the son did not save it? That celestial...so Great?"

The white man snorted softly and said: "This guy is not good at dealing with it. You have a big trouble."

Hu Wei secretly inhales and swears: "It’s all right."

There was a fascinating smile in the mouth of the white man. He said: "Since the wind, I have not encountered such a funny opponent. I like it." After he ignored Hu Wei, he slowly walked forward. The lighter it is.

Hu Wei looked at the back of the white man, and there was some comfort in his heart. The heavenly master couldn’t beat the white son again. It is... from that place.

After repeated battles, Ye Shaoyang’s mana was almost exhausted. He walked around the basement and there was no new discovery. So he asked the pony to take photos everywhere, return to the Chinese medicine store’s utility room, and put it on the ghost. The charm on the corpse of the corpse was removed. Anyway, it is already like this. Just ask him, maybe he can ask something.

The ghost corpse woke up, still didn't know what happened, saw Ye Shaoyang, and stunned, "You..."

Ye Shaoyang said: "I know that you are a ghost."

A ghost corpse, a trace of fierceness in his eyes, said coldly: "You are a mage? Dare to come here, you know where this is?"

Ye Shaoyang noticed a trace of ghosts emanating from his body, reaching out to his shoulders, releasing a trace of suffocation, sealing the seven ghosts in his body, gently patted his shoulder and said: "Don't follow this I know that you are not weak, it is better than the general ghost, but I want to destroy you, it may be the next thing."

The ghost corpse was stunned by his suffocating words, staring at a pair of muddy eyes and staring at him.

Ye Shaoyang looked at him and said very seriously: "You can try it if you don't believe it, but I advise you not to try it. I don't like to show it. I am seriously persuading you."

The ghost body was in a daze for a few seconds, slowly convulsing the ghost, changing a color, and more: "The Master is in love."

Still knowing the time, Ye Shaoyang smiled a little, "Talk about how you became a ghost."

The ghost corpse will not cry, but when I hear this question, the ghost corpse's eyes are extremely helpless and sad, and sigh heavily. "The difference between a thought and a thought."

"I was originally an old Chinese doctor. I used to open a Chinese medicine clinic on this street. Now the nursing hall is a broken house. I have been murdered. I haven’t lived for many years. It’s probably... five years ago. Mr. Hu bought this land, built this small building, opened a Chinese medicine shop, and found me on his own. He opened a very good condition, let me close the clinic, come here to sell drugs at the counter.

Now that Chinese medicine is in a downturn, my clinic is not doing well, and it is almost the same as closing the door, so I rented the store to others and came here as the treasurer. The location is not good here. There is almost no business in Chinese medicine stores. There are ten people who take medicines in one day. The rents are not satisfactory. I am also very puzzled, but Mr. Hu pays on time, and I am happy. ”

Speaking of this, the ghost body sighed again and looked at Ye Shaoyang: "The things here, you must know the Archmage, I am sitting here every day, being ghostly, and after a year of coming here, But Master Da Mingjian, I didn’t know that I was dead at the time. I went to work every day. Later, I found that I didn’t have a heartbeat and pulse. I thought I was sick. I went to the hospital to check it out. I almost scared the doctor.

I lied to the hospital and shut it up. I was looking for someone to check me every day. I later learned that they were studying my body. I hated it. I planned to jump off the building and die. After I jumped from the building... I covered my bones. I broke, but I didn’t die, it didn’t hurt at all...”

The pony heard this and confronted Zhuang Yu Ning. The pony instinctively reached out to his chest, and Zhuang Yu Ning pressed the pulse.

"Mr. Hu found me at this time. He told me the truth. I only know that I have been dead for a few months, and the passive evil has been repaired for several months. It has become a ghost...

Mr. Hu told me that as long as I continue to sit down and give him a facade, I can continue to **** the ghosts. I still couldn’t bear my wife and children, so I was so confused and listened to him..."

Ye Shaoyang smiled and said: "I guess more than that. You are mainly tempted to practice ghosts. You are already addicted and willing to give up."

The ghost face showed a sly expression and said: "Yes, that feeling... It is really comfortable, just like eating hungry."

Ye Shaoyang nodded. "This thing does not blame you, blame Hu Wei. He tricks you into sitting in the church. The body absorbs too much ghost. After death, it becomes a ghost corpse directly, and then absorbs it for a while without knowing it. Ghost, passive cultivation, has long formed habits, this is like drug abuse, not so good, not to mention you have wife and children, mourning."

The ghost sighed: "Yeah, I hate Hu Wei for making me like this, but I can't live without it. There is no way."

The pony heard this and inserted a sentence: "Don't you say that you have a wife or a child? Then why do you still live here?"

"Although I look like a living person, I am guilty of guilty, afraid of my family's discovery, so I found an excuse to live here. I go home one or two days a week to see my children and grandchildren. I am satisfied."

After that, the ghost body looked up and looked at Ye Shaoyang. "I said that the Master didn't believe it, because I didn't go through the death too much and became a ghost corpse. So all the memories are there, and there is still thinking. I try to stay alive. Living habits: eating, sleeping, is to deceive yourself and treat yourself as an individual.

Hey, but I sometimes think in bed, like this person is not a ghost, but what is the meaning, even if you live for a hundred years, it is even more painful to see children and grandchildren die one by one.

I even thought about the soul and the corpse, but I was afraid that the judge would pursue the responsibility of my stay, so I dare not go down..."

Ye Shaoyang saw the time is ripe, and he looked at him: "You are justifiable. How do I send you to the yin, write a character for you, let the judges not be embarrassed, follow the usual reincarnation, how?"

When the ghost corpse heard it, his face showed a pleasant expression. "Really, I am willing, I really want it, I don't want to be such a monster..."

Ye Shaoyang smiled.