My magic weapons are all rule-based

Zhang Biao behaved completely like an ordinary person, without any precautions.

Caught off guard, Zhang Biao screamed and flew straight into the main hall of Chiyun Temple without causing any other noise.

Xu Shan stared nervously into the hall.

According to what Lu Xiangjun said, this thing can be dispersed with just one slap.

But even though he tried his best, he didn't seem to be able to kick Zhang Biao to death.

And the kick was very sensual, just like kicking an ordinary person... There was no need for Lu Xiangjun to lie to him about this kind of thing.

That means Zhang Biao is probably not an ordinary ghost.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Biao never showed up.

Xu Shan calmed down and walked towards the temple.

Stand sideways at the temple door and look inside.

Upon seeing this, I was immediately speechless.

At this moment, Zhang Biao was hugging his knees, curled up into a ball, and was crying non-stop.

"Ahem!" Xu Shan coughed twice and bravely walked inside.

Zhang Biao raised his head in horror when he heard the sound, like a quail, he couldn't help but shrink back.

He murmured: "Don't hit me...don't hit me..."

Is it so wronged?

Xu Shan couldn't bear it anymore. He pretended that nothing was wrong, changed the topic and asked, "Brother, where is the sesame oil you mentioned?"

"Eat it all for you! Eat it all for you, I don't want it anymore, don't hit me..." Zhang Biao trembled.

The name is quite cool, but the person is not cool at all.

Xu Shan was helpless: "I didn't want to rob you. I was afraid that you were a robber, so I attacked first."

"This is a misunderstanding, brother, get up, I'm sorry for you."

Zhang Biao raised his head tremblingly: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Where is the sesame oil you mentioned?"

Zhang Biao breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, and pointed to the altar: "It's in that bowl."

Xu Shan looked at the offering table. There was only an empty bowl on it. He picked up the bowl and asked, "Where's the oil?"

When Zhang Biao saw that the bowl was empty, he immediately panicked: "Where's the oil? There was still a bottom of the bowl just now... Why is it gone? I can still eat it for a long time!"

Listening to his illogical speech, Xu Shan shook his head, pointed at him and said: "Brother, you have turned into a ghost, you don't know it, do you?"

ghost? !

Zhang Biaoru was struck by lightning, and then slowly collapsed to the ground, muttering: "Yeah... I obviously hanged myself two months ago. I shouldn't be alive now. I would have forgotten it even if you didn't tell me."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Xu Shan: "But if I'm a ghost, why am I still wearing clothes? Can clothes also turn into ghosts?"

The two looked at each other and fell into a daze at the same time.

This is indeed an unsolved mystery....

Zhang Biao's thinking was so clear that Xu Shan couldn't help but start to doubt himself.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party didn't have the soles of his feet, I might have regarded him as a normal person.

"Look at your feet. Where are the soles of your feet?"

Zhang Biao looked down: "What's wrong? My feet are fine."

Can't he see it himself?

Without saying a word, Xu Shan withdrew the spiritual power on his right arm and hit Zhang Biao directly, his arm going directly through the back of Zhang Biao's head.

Even Xu Shan felt amazing at this time.

Zhang Biao looked at the arm stuck in his face with cross-eyed eyes and howled miserably.

It wasn't until Xu Shan took back his hand that he became completely lost and kept mumbling alone.

"I became a ghost... I really became a ghost... But why am I still hungry when I become a ghost? I am hungry when I am alive, and I will be hungry when I die..."

Zhang Biao started to cry loudly as he spoke, but unfortunately there was not a single tear.

Xu Shan was extremely sad to hear this.

That's right, this guy should be the slave that Mr. Turtle said he couldn't handle and hanged himself two months ago.

The ghost spirit may still have some interaction with dead objects, so that he hasn't noticed that he has turned into a ghost until now.

Zhang Biao's crying gradually stopped, he raised his eyes to look at Xu Shan, and asked with hope: "Am I really a ghost?"

Xu Shan took out the tea can from the storage bag, placed it on the altar, and stepped back a few steps: "If you were a ghost, you could get into this tea can. Give it a try."

Zhang Biao looked at the tea can and swallowed.

Closing his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he put his hand in.

Then I saw him getting into the jar with great difficulty.

Xu Shan stepped forward expressionlessly, closed the lid, and attached the spirit-binding talisman.

Capture successful!

But he doesn't plan to hand this thing over, he will take it back and study it slowly.

This ghost is absolutely extraordinary, and there are many problems with the temple. It is not a good place to stay for a long time.

Remember the sequence of steps when you came here, now go back the way you came.

Xu Shan picked up the tea can and was about to turn around.

The spirit-binding talisman suddenly broke into two halves, and a human head popped out, saying with a horrified expression: "Master Xu, I have really turned into a ghost!"

"Fuck!"

Xu Shan's heart twitched and he almost threw the tea can away, but luckily he restrained his instinct.

He covered his heart and said, "You...how did you get out?"

"Master Xu, did you put the lid on? I was afraid of the dark... Then I thought about it and pushed it hard and came out." Zhang Biao said and looked down.

"It's so scary! The lid is still on, and I...I actually walked through?"

Zhang Biao squeezed out of the jar in shock and stood in front of Xu Shan again.

The two stared at each other.

"Master Xu, I have turned into a ghost...is it because the Buddha in the temple doesn't want me to leave, so I have to be trapped here for the rest of my life?" Zhang Biao asked with a cry, "And why can only you see it? I?"

Xu Shan said calmly: "No, Master Xu, I am an immortal. I can save you. Not only can I save you, but I can also take you to the Immortal Mountain to eat delicious food and drink spicy food."

"Really, Master Xu!" Zhang Biao was ecstatic and looked at Xu Shan in disbelief.

Xu Shan nodded seriously: "Really, but there are some things you should pay attention to. Not everyone has the same attitude towards ghosts as I do."

"The outside world is very dangerous. Only I am willing to treat you well. Others only want to harm you."

"I took you to the Immortal Mountain. You must not come out without my permission. But don't worry, I will take you out for a walk when it is appropriate. Are you willing to follow me?"

Zhang Biao knelt down on the ground without hesitation: "I am willing to follow Master Xu! Thank you for your kindness!"

"Okay, okay." Xu Shan was overjoyed, "You will live in the jar in the future. I will take you back to the Immortal Mountain. Let's go now."

"Hey!" Zhang Biao responded happily and ran to the empty bowl of sesame oil on the altar.

He bent down, stuck out his tongue and licked the bottom of the bowl several times, smacking his lips and saying, "How come there is nothing left all of a sudden?"

Xu Shan was so upset.

How pathetic! What kind of life did he lead in his life? It was so sad.

"Let's go, Master Xu. I'm ready!"

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