Ghosts Know What I Experienced

Chapter 43:

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Chapter 43

It is completely different from the ghosts of China. This imported ancient Man Tong is a gathering of evil spirits.

Huaxia's lonely soul, a moment of death, yin and yang reversal, yin and anger, into the body, since then no life, but no evil. There is a saying in Huainanzi: The gentleman is righteous and the little man is evil. Put it on the ghost, it can also have yin, you can have suffocating, you must not have evil.

Yin and suffocation are natural changes in the five elements of heaven and earth.

For example, Yi Jia is a very yin body, and Ye Hao Wang is a body of three scorpions. When the "ghost knows" reports their special physiques, the celestial masters of the metaphysics are all envious of water, no one will feel They are evil spirits.

In China, even if there are some devils who have killed people, they are contaminated with suffocating suffocation and no evil. Because some ghosts have suffered huge grievances before their death, and their grievances are too heavy after death. The people they kill are the ones who harm them. Then they kill and kill people, and they don’t want to be guilty. After that, even if they are punished by Ling Xiao, they will die. The income is bright and upright.

But Gu Mantong is a kind of evil thing.

The Gumantong, which is enshrined by the Thais, is the baby in the womb. The best Gu Mantong is a dead baby who has been cut out from his mother's stomach during the first eight or nine months of pregnancy. The Thai witchcraft was used to seal the dead baby into a container of five poisonous yin. After 981 days, it became the most terrible Guman boy.

Gu Man Tong is well-fed, can take the other people's air, all the way to the clouds, promote the rich. If it is not well-fed, if something goes wrong, the owner may also be killed by Gu Mantong.

For the first time, Zhao Jia caught this foreign ghost. The room was filled with strong black yin. He couldn't see anything. Only the sticky touch on his hand reminded him that this foreign ghost might be very disgusting.

Ye Jingzhi stood in the second position, closest to Qian Jia. When Zhao Jia caught this Guman boy, he quickly came, took a piece of paper and turned it into a meditative spell, and posted it on Gu Mantong.

The golden light on the paper, the yin in the room dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Zhao Jia saw what was in his hand, he quickly dismissed the gadget and looked down at his hand. The hands are clean, the evil spirits will not stick to the hands, but the light is the touch, it is enough disgusting.

Yan Jia and Ye Jingzhi looked down at this ancient Man Tong.

This is a baby boy who is entangled in yin. The head is no different from the newborn baby, but the whole body is a shocking blue-purple. Deep purple penetrated from the inside of the devil's body. There were many small and dense cyan marks on his body, as if he had died for ten days, and his body was swollen.

The yin in the room was completely dissipated, and the light was shining. This little ghost stared at Yan Jia and Ye Jingzhi, screaming wildly. The deep purple face was undulating and undulating, and a root of blue veins exploded. It was like a vigorous branch, criss-crossing.

Ye Jingzhi looked at these blue scars and said coldly: "This should be the evil spirit of Gu Mantong. The dead baby in the dead belly has never been in contact with the outside world. It is the yin of the mother. I was immersed in the body of the dead baby with five poisons, and the evil spirits were sealed into the body, and eventually became the real Guman."

Qian Jia is now disgusted, and feels that this Gu Man Tong is even more disgusting than the ones he has scratched and the broken hands. But it is imperative to deal with the wounded first.

Ye Jingzhi applied a spell to extract a small golden bottle from one side of the innocent Qing Li. He opened the bottle and confronted Gu Mantong. Gu Mantong groaned in pain and was quickly taken into the bottle.

Yi Jia easily opened the door.

The people in the crew had left only a few directors. Suddenly they saw Zhao Jia, the director and the scriptwriters were together, and then they saw Fang Moting, who was carried by the agent. They rushed up and drove Fang Yingdi. hospital.

After entering the hospital, Fang Moting entered the operating room to sew wounds and lost some blood. There was no big problem. Where did the agent dare to tell the director that there was a kid doing this? He had been scared to the bottom of the night, and he couldn’t help but stop the trembling of his legs. He had to ventilate with the doctor and told the director: "There was a vase in the lounge, and the brother was accidentally tied. No big deal."

It’s the most important thing that people have nothing to do. The director didn’t go deeper. When he left the hospital, he said to Chen’s deputy director: “Look for two monks to come to the crew tomorrow. It’s too evil. I’m going out twice in ten days. Two hospitals. Are our crews provoking something unclean? Go find a master to see."

Deputy Director Chen should immediately go down.

For the time being, the director was fooled. At 12 o'clock in the evening, Zhao Jia and Ye Jingzhi drove to the hospital. Master Ye took out the medicinal herbs in the Qiankun bag, and Fang Moting only ate one, and suddenly he was refreshed. Then apply the ointment to the wound. After a burning pain, the scar disappears and recovers.

The agent was staring at the side and couldn’t speak.

Fang Moting has now fully recovered, just because he has had too much blood loss before, and his body is still weak. He was lying on the hospital bed, looking at Yan Jia calmly, and then looking at Ye Jingzhi, Zheng Zhongdao: "Thank you for the two masters to help. Zhao Jia, if you don't have your help, this time I will definitely die in that Guman. Child's hand."

Jia Jiadao: "In fact, I would like to thank Master Ye. I don't know how to find this ancient Man Tong, and your injury is also the cure of Master Ye."

Fang Moting looked at Ye Jingzhi: "Thank you Master Ye."

Ye Jing's nod, it is an answer.

Gu Man Tong has been caught, but what is the cause of the matter, still have to ask.

Fang Moting sat on the hospital bed and carefully recalled for a while, cold and cold: "I probably already guessed who this Gu Mantong had raised. Master Ye said just now that Gu Mantong must be raised to survive. When I went to Thailand to shoot advertisements a month ago, there was another person who went with me. I have been out of luck in recent months. I think it is only that person."

The agent apparently also thought about who the other party was. He said with anger: "Isn't that winning him when he is in the competition? He actually uses the mean means and wants to hurt his brother's life. It's too embarrassing!"

Yi Jia is a newcomer to the entertainment industry and an 18-line star. The bends around him don't quite understand him, but since Fang Moting already has ideas, he should be able to solve it himself.

The two asked another person who had suffered accidents in the past few months. Ye Jingzhi thought for a moment and said: "There are special institutions in the metaphysical circles that will manage such incidents. I will report this matter. Two days later. Someone may come here to investigate the specific situation for you."

Fang Moting’s agent has been refreshed with a world view, and the whole person is in a hurry. Fang Moting was still calm and asked: "Xuan Xuejie?"

奚嘉颔首: "Well, Master Ye is a professional ghost-hunting master, metaphysical world..." After a pause, Yi Jia is as serious as possible: "The metaphysical world is also very reliable, you can rest assured that they should help solve this. Kind of things."

Fang Moting nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, before coming to the hospital, Ye Jingzhi contacted the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Xuanxue. Criminal cases between ordinary people will be resolved by alarm; once the metaphysical spells are used, the police will not help, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will take action to resolve such anomalies.

Zhao Jia bought some fruit at the entrance of the hospital. He gently placed it on the table, and Ye Jingzhi planned to leave. Fang Moting raised his eyes to his agent, and the agent immediately stepped forward and stuffed a silver|bank card into the hands of Yi Jia.

Yi Jia turned to look at Fang Moting.

Fang Yingdi smiled and said: "Although I heard about the mysterious school for the first time, I understand the rules. Yi Jia, Master Ye, thank you for your help."

After killing so many evil spirits, Jia Ge was the first time to get real money. He was a little uncomfortable and returned the card to the agent. He said, "No, I just help you by the way. I don't need to be so polite." He and Fang Moting are not friends, but take money. Always feel weird.

Fang Moting looked at his own agent, and the agent immediately gave the silver | line card to Zhao Jia.

Zhai Jiaben wanted to refuse again. Fang Moting looked at him seriously and his voice was serious: "I once heard a predecessor in the circle say that if you ask the real master to give yourself a fortune, a word is at least 500,000. You Jia, you saved me. To tell the truth, I used to be your partner only, but now, please accept my thank you, this is your rule. Complete this rule..." After a pause, Fang Moting showed a smile: "After Are we friends?"

Such a sleek person, such a dripping water, the communication barrier, Jia Ge is completely speechless. After thinking for a long time, Yi Jia still wants to say something more, Ye Jingzhi helped him put this silver | line card in his pocket.

Zhao Jia looked at him with surprise. Ye master’s eyes were simple: “Do not owe cause and effect, it is indeed a rule.”

At this point, Yi Jia can only really accept this card.

After leaving the ward, Yi Jia directly checked the balance of this card on the AT|M machine under the ward. Looking at the numbers on the card, Jia Ge looked at the dog, but Ye Jingzhi frowned slightly: "Less."

Yi Jia did not dare to point to the above figure: "One million! Is this still less?"

Master Ye looked at him blankly.

Jia Ge: "..."

Also, the master Ye Master has a card of at least three million, so it is really less...

But a million is a lot of good!

The two dramas recently taken by Yi Jia have only broken the six-figure pay. Now just tearing up an imported ghost, there are actually one million! Jia Ge suddenly did not want to shoot again. Professional hunting of ghosts is the road to prosperity.

That is to say, after Jia Jia took back the card, he looked at this card and his complex look.

Ye Jingzhi did not understand what Jia Jia was watching. He stood quietly. After a long time, Yan Jiachang sighed and said with helplessness: "Master Ye, I finally understand that I am so young and mixed into the entertainment circle. On the top floor, there are some terrible people. If we add up, I am afraid that they are not the opponents of the people."

Ye Jing's lips glimpsed: "He wants to harm you?" Then he planned to go upstairs and ask for a clear idea.

Yan Jia quickly stopped him.

Yes, Master Ye does not understand the world more than himself. This film is really personal, only a few hours, let the broker prepare a silver deposit card with a million deposits. On the surface, it is the rule of the metaphysical world. In fact, it is also handed over to Yan Jia and Ye Jing. These two mysterious friends.

This is a double-edged sculpture.

The more I think, the more I feel that I am still a master of my own leaf. How good is the master of the leaf, the good food and the cleaning stick will take care of the person, the temper is good and the mana is tall and handsome, and he is at ease with Ye master, at least never sold by Master Ye.

Yi Jia thinks about it carefully, but he can understand some things in human relationships. But he is not good at this at all.

Just put aside this mess, the two returned to the hotel, Ye Jingzhi released Gu Mantong from the small bottle.

At that time, Gu Gutong maintained a rigid posture with a plaque on his head and no white eyes in his black eyes, staring at Jia Jia and Ye Jing. He opened his mouth, the sticky blood mixed with saliva, and ran down from the corner of his mouth. If you want to escape, you will be stabilized by the paper, and you can only blink.

Ye Jingzhi's hand was taken out of the Qing Li, and the finger was moved. The little bronze scorpion was rotated on the head of Gu Mantong.

Yan Jia hugged her, sitting on the side and watching the master Ye Shi. Just an ordinary please Ling Xiao, because this is only imported ghosts, Ye Jingzhi does not know how to deal with this Gu Man Tong, so decided to ask Ling Xiao.

"Ling is on, the disciple asks God."

"September dead baby, famous Gu Man Tong. Feeding with blood, raw and evil. If you hurt today, what should be fined."

The mouth of the mirror mirrored Jin Wen, a golden character recorded from his lips and flew to the body of this ancient Man Tong. The small words gathered to form a huge rune, suppressing Gu Mantong, letting it spit a blood, and screaming.

When Zhao Jia saw this ancient Man Tong, he remembered the sticky touch. He was holding a donkey and waiting for Ling Xiao to punish this ancient Man Tong. No one expected to wait for five minutes, there was no movement in the sky, the outside was calm, not to mention thunder, even the dark clouds did not.

Yan Jia: "..."

Ye Jingzhi: "..."

The eye of the mirror is cold, the finger is raised, and a golden rune is drawn directly in the air. He took the rune to Gu Mantong and the poor little devil was beaten and vomited again.

"Ling is on, the disciple asks God."

The voice of Ye Jing was quietly repeated, and the room was still dead.

Yan Jia: "Master Ye, Ling Xiao, this is... Is this ignored you?"

Ye Jingzhi: "..."

When Hu Die asked Ling Xiao for the old ghost, he was once ignored by Ling Xiao’s father. Master Ye asked Ling Xiao to be quite simple every time. As long as he said it, Ling Xiao’s father always came to face directly. But this time, Master Ye said twice in a row, and Xiao Xiao’s father didn’t react at all.

Zhao Jia looked at it with sorrow, but it is unknown.

In the face of the wife, the face of Ye Jing was red, and he immediately cut his finger and pointed out a drop of blood. The blood filled with suffocating instantly blocked the ancient Man Tong.

"Ling is on, the disciple asks God!"

This time, suddenly, there was a faint thunder in the sky. Zhao Jia was pleasantly awaited to wait for Ling Xiao’s father to blame this ancient Man Tong. I didn’t expect the thunder to ring, then disappeared, and did nothing for Gu Mantong.

Zhao Jia was puzzled. Ye Jingzhi raised his hand and took back the incomparable Qing Li. He looked at Zhao Jia and looked serious: "Ling Ying has words, no matter foreign ghosts."

When Jia Jia was joking, he laughed and said: "Also, after all, this is the Chinese Lantern, and the ancient Man Tong is Thailand."

The leaf mirror is gently beheaded.

Zhao Jia smiled for a while, and the smile suddenly froze: "Master Ye, what you just said is true, no jokes?"

Ye Jingzhi thought that Jia Jia believed his own words. Now listen to him and ask: "It is true."

Yan Jia: "...Ling Xiao said, no matter what the ghosts are?"

Ye Jingzhi thought: Is the ghost of a foreign ghost a foreign ghost?

"Yes, regardless of foreign ghosts."

Yan Jia: "..."

It’s really a principled father, Ling Xiao!

In fact, my father is also suffering.

Dad has a lot of opportunities every day, the entire population of China is more than one billion people, and there are vast mountains and rivers, which are 9.6 million square kilometers of land. Everything in the heavens and the earth belongs to Ling Xiao’s father. Where is the father’s time? please go. If you manage the ghosts at home, your father will be wronged and hard. Why do the ghosts outside let the father manage? Dad is not happy at all.

Wan Jia never imagined that Ling Xiao was not willing to manage this Gu Man Tong. They discussed it for a while and finally decided to hand over the Guman Tong to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Xuanxue School. Yi Jia also proposed: "Can you let them give us a little points?"

One of the mirrors: "Integral?"

Yi Jia nodded: "Yes. Master Ye, this is only an imported ghost. You said before, the ink does not recognize the yin of this ghost. Can they be artificially recognized? Can't because this ghost does not have Chinese The green card discriminates against others. Ghosts are born equal, and we finally catch this ghost. It is also a point, it can't be divided into high and low."

Ye Jingzhi didn’t understand it, but the daughter-in-law said yes: “Okay, let’s hand it over to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.”

That's the way it is.

The next day, Zhao Jia took the rest of the scene and shot it directly. In the evening, Fang Moting was discharged. He returned to the crew, and the director surprised him to rest quickly. Fang Moting said that his injury was all right.

Looking at the smooth shoulders of Fang Ying, the director finally believed, and Fang Yingdi was only slightly injured.

When Yi Jia was killed, Fang Moting asked the agent to send him a bunch of flowers. He smiled and congratulated Qian Jia. Seeing his performance, other crew members thought that Yi Jia was not simple, but also came over and congratulated him. For so many days, Jia Ge was the first time that so many people were concerned about the blessing. He thanked everyone in turn and then looked at the Fang Yingdi in front of him.

Fang Yingdi smiled and said: "Add my WeChat, I will have more opportunities to contact in the future."

Yan Jia thought for a moment and did not refuse.

This kind of person is either not old or dead, or is still a friend, safer.

Master Ye, who is standing next to him, stands on the sidelines: "..." grievances don't want to talk!

The speed of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Xuanxue School was much faster than that of Zhao Jia. It was not long after the death of Yi Jia, and there was a scene to tell him that someone was waiting for him outside. The field also deliberately said in a mysterious way: "A super beauty! You Jia, who is you, looks super beautiful, not worse than the female stars in the entertainment circle."

There is a shadow in the heart of Qian Jia. I just walked out of the studio and saw it.

Hu Die embraced his chest with his hands and raised his red lips: "I happened to be in Sichuan Province recently. I am responsible for this incident."

Hu Die came, and Jia Jia introduced him to Fang Moting.

Fang Yingdi is not the Fang Ying Emperor, just met, but also looked at Hu Die with horror. He glanced up and down, pondered for a moment, and said: "How does the master, how to address it?" Deliberately blurred the gender.

Hu Die is lazy: "Hello. Well, what is the specific situation, talk to me."

The two said in detail.

In fact, Hu Die has never seen the imported ghost of Gu Mantong. Ye Jingzhi will take out the golden bottle of Gu Man Tong and take it out. Hu Die just wants to reach out and take it. Master Ye calmly took it back.

Hu Die: "?"

Ye Jingzhi faintly said: "Give points."

Hu Die's big eyes: "Ha?!"

Ye Jingzhi said: "Ink does not recognize this ancient Man Tong, but it is also a ghost, it should be worth a point."

Hu Die is angry and angry: "You specialize in tens of thousands of points every month, you want a fart score!!!"

The face of the mirror does not change color. There is a kind of firmness that "does not give the bottle to the bottle."

Master Ye is such a good man, that's how it works! The required points must be obtained, one point is a big run, Jia Ge too needs this stuff, Jia Ge has sixteen points of debt!

In fact, there is something that Jia Jia does not know, but Ye Jingzhi knows.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Xuanxue Circle was established by four major sects to manage all kinds of spiritual cases in the world. However, the Tianshi masters are not masters of Ye, so they are kind and sincere. They are all fine, even if they are disciples of the four martial arts, they are not willing to do such a thankless thing. Therefore, every time the younger generation of the heavenly masters will receive the points salary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Hu Die’s incident in this time was not to work as a white worker. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs gave him at least five points. Two of his points are his basic salary, and there are three points. He is asked to consider whether he should hire other Tianshi to help him according to the difficulty of the case. If you don't ask for help, these three points have to be handed over.

Now that Jia Jia and Ye Jingzhi have already caught Gu Man Tong, they have to give points to mean what they mean.

Master Ye is really too honest, a ghost has a point, this is the rule, he just wants to take a point. If this is to let Jia Ge know, it is absolutely necessary for Hu Die to spit at least two points. They are one person and one point, and that is almost the same.

In the past, Ye Jingzhi also helped the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to catch ghosts. Master Ye never wanted to score. Hu Die was so sullen and straightforward that he reluctantly took a point. Even if this point does not belong to him, but only temporarily placed in him, he is also bungee.

A point is not a good point, Ye Jingzhi took the points and transferred directly to Qian Jia's account. Yan Jia looked at him in a wrong way, and Master Ye said with a sigh: "It's all yours." My points are also yours.

Jia Ge is almost moved to cry!

Going to Changan to play immediately, you must ask Master Ye to eat a lot of delicious food!

In one hand, he took the points and handed over to Gu Mantong. This matter was handed over to Hu Die, and Qi Jia and Ye Jingzhi planned to leave. They just walked a few steps, Hu Die said: "Right, something forgot to say, Nan Yi has already rushed here, I want to come to 11 o'clock in the evening."

Yi Jia looked at Hu Die in a different place, and then looked at Ye Jingzhi.

Ye Jingzhi asked: "Why is the South Yidao friend coming?"

Hu Die laughed softly: "How do I know why he is coming, anyway, I heard that... Well, I heard that it seems to be coming to take you to the gate." Hudie raised his finger and pointed to Zhaojia.

Yan Jia: "I?!"

Hu Die made a sneak peek at the lips and laughed, no more.

Yi Jia’s face is inexplicable.

The name of Nanyi, Qian Jia has long heard of the mouth of Daiyu.

The big disciple of Ziwei Xing in the four major sects, the most beloved apprentice of the first person in Xuanxue, Yu Xiuzhen, is Nanyi. Although he is the second place in the ink list, he is very different from the first Ye Hao. This is not to say that Nan Yi is too weak, but that Ye Master is completely open. In the younger generation, Nanyi’s strength is the most normal, and he has been pressing Hudie for many years and has never been overtaken by Hu Die.

A big disciple of Ziwei Xingzhai, went to Sichuan to find him, and then took him to the heavenly gate...

Why do you always feel that something is wrong?

Did not wait until eleven o'clock in the evening, only at ten o'clock, Zhao Jia also packed clothes in the hotel room, suddenly heard the door bell. He thought it was the hotel waiter who knocked on the door and casually opened the door and turned to take the coat and said: "Put something on the table, thank you."

After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the echo.

The clear male voice sounded from the door: "Ye Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Ye Jingzhi holds the cockroach and gently daggers: "Nan Yidao friends, long time no see."

Yi Jia immediately turned his head and finally saw the young Tianshi standing outside the door.

Nan Yi wore a simple and plain dress, and there was no male and female in Hu Die, and there was no chic and cool fashion. He stood outside the door calmly and peacefully, and he greeted Ye Jingzhi with courtesy. Seeing Ye Jingzhi holding a cat, he did not show a trace of surprise, but slowly turned his eyes to the Zhao Jia who opened the door and nodded to him: "Hey."

For the first time, Yi Jia, who was called "奚道友", was a little embarrassed: "...Hello."

Nan Yi entered the house.

Yi Jia has never seen such a heavenly master like the Heavenly Master - all literally.

Nan Yi’s dressing is no different from ordinary people. He didn’t leave a long hair like Hu Die. After he entered the house, he politely asked a chair before he could sit down. After getting permission, he sat down and talked about himself. The intention: "Ye Daoyou, 奚道友, really does not contradict, recently Changan out of trouble."

Ye Jingzhi asked: "What is the reason?"

Nan Yidao: "Maybe it is related to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. But a few days ago, my master and the Lushan Dao joined forces to lay a hundred enchantments outside the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. Ten friends were guarded outside the mausoleum every day. Seeing that any ghost escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum. It is reasonable to say that it should not be the problem of the First Emperor's Mausoleum."

Zhai Jiadao: "If there is something wrong with the Emperor's Mausoleum, the child should tell me. I spoke to the child a few days ago. He has been busy studying physics... Cough, he is very busy recently, but he said Everything in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was normal, nothing happened. Chang'an is so big that it is not necessarily related to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. For example, if you look at the tomb of Wu Zetian, it seems to be near Chang'an?"

Speaking of this, Yi Jia is really not very happy.

Now, Ziying is studying in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor every day, every day, and he is harder to learn than the college entrance examination students. The masters of the Xuanxue world did not mention the outside construction all day long. How do you make trouble every time in Chang’an? The first thought is the Mausoleum of the First Emperor? People can be a good boy.

"Yes, it should be." Nan Yidun paused and continued: "We all think this way, thinking that there is a devil in Chang'an. But after looking for more than ten days in a row, I did not find the trace of the ghost. The predecessors of the Tianjimen teamed up again, and the candle-blooded seniors vomited three liters of blood. The final figure was the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."

Yan Jia: "..."

Is it really the First Mausoleum? !

Yi Jia is still more eccentric: "Is it wrong?"

Nan Yi: "The candle maple predecessors really spit three liters of blood."

Yan Jia: "..."

Ye Jingzhi said: "Southern Dao, Yuxiu's predecessors ordered you to come, what is it?"

All of a sudden I returned to the theme.

Yi Jia turned to look at Nan Yi, the serious young master who also looked at him solemnly, said one word: "Please ask the Taoist friends to move the door of the heavens, together with the predecessors of the heavenly gate, count What happened to the First Emperor's Mausoleum."

For the first time, Jia Ge knew that he still had the ability to fortune-telling.

Yi Jia is aware of the calculations of Tianjimen. Even if it is a very unreliable candle, it is a child who escaped from the First Emperor's Mausoleum three months ago. Now Nanyi personally picks him up to go to the gate, and Yi Jia is not good to refuse. First of all, this incident was brought to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. He and his son are friends, and he must understand the truth. Second, he is the only person in the metaphysical circle who can communicate with the child. I want to know the things in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. He is the easiest.

Ye Jingzhi also wanted to go to Tianmen Gate with Qian Jia, but Nan Yi said: "Ye Daoyou, Chang'an is now in trouble, I wonder if you can go to Chang'an, and Master, Unconscious Master and others to stabilize the overall situation?"

Ye Jingzhi certainly didn't want Yi Jia to go to the door of the heavenly machine. He asked: "What kind of chaos?"

Nan Yi looked serious and spit out four words -

"Hundred Ghosts Night."

The soldiers were divided into two ways. Yi Jia followed Nan Yi to the Tianji Gate, and Ye Jingzhi went to Changan alone.

Yi Jia only heard of the Japanese ghosts and nights, and never heard that there are hundreds of ghosts in China. As if to see his doubts, along the way, Nan Yi explained: "Since the beginning of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, there were hundreds of ghosts and nights in China. Later, they were introduced to Japan and slowly evolved into Japanese ghosts. In ancient times, a hundred ghosts During the Mid-Autumn Festival in July and July, they will flock out and walk out of the gates of the underworld to return to the mortal to enjoy the fragrance of future generations. In ancient times, people believed in the sayings of ghosts and gods, and the scale of the ghosts and nights was also very grand. Now there is no more ghosts. First, there is no powerful ghost that can command a hundred ghosts to start the night; secondly, people do not trust ghosts and gods, and there is a lot of incense and faith in the world. Therefore, a hundred ghosts must have a powerful ghost as a guide, and must be strong enough. It can resist the yang that is growing in the world."

When he was sleeping in the back seat of the car, Zhao Jia asked while driving: "Master Nan Yi, what is the current night of Chang'an?"

Nan Yi said: "Before the 10th, when the child arrived, the ghost appeared from the end of the four streets in the southeast and northwest of Chang'an, and went to the center. One hour, □ □ to the bell tower, ringing the bronze bell on the bell tower. Twelve bells rang, and the hundred ghosts dissipated and returned to the ground."

Yan Jia: "..." This is too arrogant!

Yi Jia and Nan Yi met for the first time, but the South Master was very good at speaking. The other party is not screaming, but every time he asks any questions, he will patiently answer, and is similar to Ye Jingzhi. However, Yi Jia carefully found out that this Nan Yi master seems to pay more attention to etiquette, to be respectful and courteous, unlike Ye Master. It is simple from the lungs (?).

It takes more than ten hours to drive from the Sichuan Provincial Highway.

When Yi Jia could not find it, he could talk to Nan Yi. When the two were silent, Ye Jingzhi flew to Chang'an.

This millennium ancient city is peacefully and peacefully located on the land of China. When Ye Jingzhi looked up, he saw the masters of the Xuanxue who were flying on the top of the bell tower. He flew straight past. He just saw him. When he didn't wake up, the master would face his face and hurriedly said: "Ye Xiaoyou, you finally came. Fast, help the poor to stop the block, this big array is too expensive, poor. I can't hold it."

On the top of the mirror, the master stood on the top of the bell tower instead of the master.

The time is slowly flowing, and the time comes. It is already early in the morning, Chang'an downtown is still crowded, tourists from all over the world are happy to eat, drink and play near the clock tower, but they don't know. At this moment, the top group of the heavenly masters are standing on top of their heads. Every frown is bitter.

When Ye Jingzhi arrived, he did not know the situation at all, but he stood on the line and kept the big array. But when he arrived, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the starting point of Chang'an North Street. The next moment, he quickly looked into the other three directions, only to see a trace of black yin from the end of the four streets.

The yin is getting more and more, and it is getting more and more.

嶒秀真君掐手诀, high voice read: "Southern Dan Tianjun, Liu Jindahuo. Half a day Hengwuyue, turn the sea to shake the Kun. Zhou travel **, command Li Tianbing. Wen Wu calls to, rapid Mo Check out the murderous gods and evil spirits, and catch the future to the city of fire. Hurry as a law!"

As soon as the voice fell, the dazzling red light suddenly emerged from the foot of Ye Jing. The mana of Ye Jingzhi was quickly absorbed by the array, and the face of Yan Xiuzhen was gradually hard to look. With the consumption of the two mana, in the urban area of Chang'an, with the bell tower as the center, in the four directions of the southeast and northwest, four red lights along the street spread rapidly.

On the street, a tourist suddenly felt comfortably: "How suddenly do you feel tired?"

"I am also awkward. I just felt that I was tired and half-dead after a long day of shopping. Now I feel I can go shopping again."

The red light envelops the four main streets and the bell tower in the center. At the moment of the formation of the big array, the yin at the end of the four streets is also condensed into a solid. Black yin turned into a fierce ghost, and the worst was two or three decades. There are even two wild ghosts of five hundred years.

This is where the ghosts and nights, the dense ghosts and ghosts, at least 10,000, divided into four dials, from four directions, the mighty to the center of the clock tower.

They passed through the mortal body, and those mortals were protected by red light, and they were not aware of these ghosts.

In the end, they gathered under the bell tower, and two wild ghosts of five hundred years walked up to the high-rise building, and slammed the bronze bell with a history of more than 600 years.

Hey!

Twelve bells sounded dull and loud.

The voice was blocked by the big red enchantment, and the mortal downstairs did not notice it.

The next moment when the twelfth bell sounded, the hundred ghosts gathered in the bell tower of Chang'an became light and disappeared into the air. However, this is just the beginning. When I saw the night of the ghosts, Ye Jingzhi’s look was still calm. It seemed that nothing was going on. The next moment when the ghost disappeared, Ye Jing’s eyes widened and looked at the five that flew out from the bell tower. Claw Golden Dragon!

The dragon of the golden dragon carrying the horror of the dragon, starting from the bell tower, flew to the ancient city wall of Chang'an. It flew all the way, soaked thousands of golden lights, and finally flew into the ancient wall of Chang'an, disappeared.

Ye Jing’s eyes were like a torch, staring at him for a long time, and turned to ask: "What is that?"

Where does Yuxiu Zhenjun know, the unseen master on the side also smiled bitterly: "Ye Xiaoyou, if I know, will I still stand here? Don't say that there are 10,000 ghosts, even if there are 100,000 ghosts, let's add them together. It can also be dealt with. But the dragon is protecting them! Once we are close, the dragon will attack us, we have to wait for them to finish the clock before they fly away."

Ye Jingzhi looked down at the direction in which the golden dragon disappeared and suddenly took out his cell phone.

I don’t wake up the master: “Ye Xiaoyou, what are you doing?”

Ye Jingzhi said: "WeChat."

Masters not awake: "..." Inferior, of course, know that you are sending WeChat! But we are still talking about national events. If you don’t agree, you will send WeChat. Is this appropriate?

When Zhao Jia just arrived at a high-speed service area, he drank his mouth and opened the phone to see it.

[Ye Jingzhi: Changan is very dangerous, don't come over. 】

奚嘉: "???"

Master Ye received the phone with satisfaction.

Well, the wife does not come to this dangerous place, this is the most important.

The author has something to say: Hu Die & Unconscious Master: Ye Hao Wang / Ye Xiaoyou is not the stupid and cute Meng Ye Wang / Ye Xiaoyou T^T! ! !

Mirror: Daughter-in-law, hey, give you points [乖巧等亲亲.jpg]

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Suddenly found out why they haven't kissed each other, Jiao Jiao Jiao Jiao, ah ah ah ah... how many words!

Recently tortured by the Cavalier, this chapter has been written for more than four hours, to be crazy, blue thin mushrooms...

It’s hurting to write, and I’ll get up early tomorrow to see if I want to change it a bit.

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