Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"Ah... this is really a bit embarrassing."

The old man was like the rough face of a bitter gourd, and immediately drooped down.

That fierce god is not easy to mess with.

It looks like a bloated fat pig on the outside.

But the flying fish suit had its own dragon and tiger aura, and the evil spirits retreated on their own.

Coupled with the strange token that is masculine like a furnace, ordinary ghosts can't get close at all.

It can be said that you will be injured if you touch it, and you will die if you touch it.

Even those who practice more deeply, the old ghosts, their bodies will disintegrate, and their yin will be wiped out.

"If you have any trouble, let's talk about it and listen to it."

Ji Yuan's voice was flat, but there was an unpredictable stern power.

"Little old man doesn't have much cultivation. Not to mention a strong-blooded martial artist, he is a scholar who has read the book of sages for a few years and has a great spirit in his heart. I can't be confused... How can this be done!"

The old man shuddered, folded his hands on his chest, bent over and complained bitterly.

"The difficult things in this world are mostly just thinking and not wanting, but there is no can or can't.

There are always more solutions than difficulties. All the rivers and lakes have been leveled by saints. How can there still be so many heroes in the rivers and lakes who help the poor and help the injustice?

I help you, you help me, this is the truth, right? "

Ji Yuan's eyes were cold and stern, like a knife soaked in cold water.

"Ah... that's right! The uncle is right, that's exactly the truth."

The old man was stared so hard that he had to respond with a wry smile.

These days, there are not many living people who can see a ghost who can still calm down and talk well.

If you are daring, do it, if you are timid, run away.

As for the official master, the ghost didn't even dare to touch it.

That sage fixed the world for a thousand years, and the humane dynasty suppressed Xuanzhou.

Anyone with an official body, with a dragon and tiger spirit, does not dare to act rashly.

"By the way, old man, what is your name and surname, and where do you live?

Even if you are a lonely ghost, you should have a name and a surname. "

Ji Yuan asked aloud as he walked towards Nanmen Hutong.

"The little old man's surname is An, and his humble name is Shanren.

Originally from Lenan Prefecture, he later moved to Qingxianfang in the eastern suburbs of Tianjin to make a living doing small business. "

The old man's feet didn't touch the ground, he was floating, and he was hanging in front of Ji Yuan not far or near.

Generally speaking, ghosts cannot follow the living, otherwise they will be considered malicious.

Such as insidious methods such as calling the soul and possessing the body, ordinary people can easily be attacked if they are not careful.

Of course, with Old Man An's superficial cultivation, it would be wishful thinking to take away Ji Yuan's soul.

Not to mention possessing the body on tiptoe and taking the flesh.

"An, good man? I hope you live up to your name, Old Man An."

Ji Yuan said softly, and quickly turned half a block into Nanmen Hutong.

When he opened the door and looked back, he found that old man An was timid and stood outside, and said embarrassingly:

"Master, ordinary ghosts can't break into the house, and there are door gods to keep them in check."

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, shook his head and asked:

"Then if I tore up the two portraits of the door gods, wouldn't the house be haunted every day and it would be difficult to be peaceful?"

The water in this world is so deep.

Especially in the underworld, there is a lot of attention to every way.

Since the door god can control the house, it must be kept.

"No, no, uncle, you can find a pair of old shoes that you don't wear and put them outside the door, let me put them on and I can come in. Listening to the ghosts on the side, this is called borrowing one's life, and the door god will raise his hand and let me in. ."

As if afraid of Ji Yuan's impatience, the old man An was humble and his smile was full of flattery.

"Okay, you wait."

Ji Yuan didn't find it troublesome, turned around and walked into the house.

He found a pair of ripped cloth shoes from under the bed, and as Old Man An said, put his toes inward, as a sign to invite "people" to come in.

This kind of behavior is actually very taboo, and it is easy to bring disaster to the family.

That's why Ji Yuan relied on the tiger's roaring golden bell hood and the bloody suffocating aura, and was not afraid of ghosts.

An old man put on his cloth shoes, his gloomy body suddenly became stable,

The terrifying death that was bloody and bloody also disappeared.

He bowed his hands and bowed to the door god posted at the door, then stepped over the threshold and walked in.

"Little old man is grateful to the uncle for saving his life! I am grateful to the uncle for taking him in!"

With tears in his eyes, the old man An wanted to bend down again, but was held up by Ji Yuan.

"Don't knelt down at every turn, I'm only in the age of tufting my hair, I can't bear your bowing, I'm afraid I will lose my lifespan and blessings.

Don't call me uncle. In Xiabei Town, Fusi Ji Yuan and Ji Jiulang, you can call me Jiulang. "

He took the soul bottle bought from Huaiyinzhai and put it in the palm of his hand.

The reason why he is willing to rescue the ghost of Old Man An is just because of his honesty and duty, and he is not an evil ghost or a murderous ghost.

With the need for bait, I hooked Lin Lu's big fish.

"Old man An, let me ask you, do you know about the case of Qian Wu's bizarre dismemberment of Yan Gang?"

Ji Yuan sat on the bench with a golden sword, like a magistrate magistrate who was raised to judge criminals.

"Reporting to the big... Ji Jiuye, the Yin market of the hand master is usually in Tai'an Square, Huairen Square, Changshun Square, and Pingxiu Square.

That Qian Wu, as well as a few kiln sisters and watchmen, must have all been harmed by Yin spirits brought out by the hand master! "

Old Man An stammered.

"Yin spirit? Is it possible that the ghost can still cultivate after death, what is the realm?"

Ji Yuan asked curiously.

Yangjian walks the Qi and Blood martial arts.

What is the underworld?

Shinto?

Or ghosts?

"Little old man doesn't know much either, someone like me who saves a little bit of wisdom after death and knows one's own name is called a ghost.

Those who have a deeper cultivation base, can absorb yin qi, can pass through walls and pass through courtyards, and those who absorb yang qi and blood qi are yin spirits.

There are yin evil spirits and yin demons in the back, which are said to be even more powerful. "

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and then he asked:

"What is the path of Yin Soul cultivation?"

The old man's face was a little embarrassed. He was a stall selling wonton, how could he possibly know what kind of practice method.

"Ninth Master, little old man, I can read... I can't even recognize it."

"That's right, you have to be able to understand the way of cultivation, so you don't get mixed up like this."

Ji Yuan burst into laughter, and immediately asked again:

"What is the Yin spirit of the hand master?"

Only by knowing enough about the underworld can he decide whether to clear the account in the "book of life and death" in his heart.

Since ancient times, the gentleman is easy to deal with, but the villain is difficult to guard.

How many heroes want to achieve great things, but they are defeated by the secret calculations of the sinister people.

For the vacancy of 100 households, Lin Lu killed twice before and after.

If it wasn't for Ji Yuan's change of fate through the Huangtian Dao map, he forced Xu Xian back from the general banner, and entered the martial arts hall again, which would have been appreciated and valued by the instructor Wei.

I'm afraid I have already done a wrongful death.

"The immortality of the surname Lin, my heart is always uneasy."

Ji Yuan's eyes were full of murderous intent, as if he had made up his mind.

Feeling the bone-chilling coldness, Old Man An shrank his neck, bent his waist lower, and replied:

"Master Hand... The body should be a pair of big pale hands with five fingers. It likes to do some handicrafts, and some of its proud works have been infected by Yin Qi for many years, and they have turned into strange things.

Like the painted "Shanjun Picture", the human skin book that was written, the paper figure that was made... Gradually they all became Yin spirits. "

A flash of light flashed across his heart, and Ji Yuan was suddenly surprised.

The separation of Qian Wu's corpse was eaten by the tigers of "Shanjun Tu".

The kiln sister and the servant in the drunk flower building died in the human book,

Maybe Li Zongqi, who died suddenly in Yizhuang, was planted by the paper tie?

"Old man An, do you think that the fierce god who broke into the Yin market can subdue the Yin spirits raised by his hand?"

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes and finally asked.

"Uh, that person has a token in his hand, which is more violent than the blood in your body, Jiuye. It's hard to say if you really meet it."

Old Man An thought hard for a moment and came to a conclusion.