Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

When I drove back to Kowloon, it was already midnight. Wang Xuebin, who had been on an empty stomach for a long time, found a midnight snack stall, intending to make his stomach and sacrifice to his own Five Insect Temple.

You know, in order to fast, he hadn't eaten seriously for more than two days.

In order to ensure that the spirituality of the Ghost Enclosing Altar is not polluted by the so-called turbid air, Wang Xuebin has firmly opened up the valley for two days and is now so hungry.

"Boss, two roast gooses, half a pound of beef brisket, one squid fish ball, and then a roasted oyster, staple food and dry rice, and a big bowl! Uncle Jiu, what do you want?"

Uncle Jiu took the menu, looked carefully, looked up at Wang Xuebin, and said casually:

"I just want a serving of chezai noodles!"

"No more?"

"Enough, enough!"

"All right!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin turned to look at the rich boss and said loudly:

"Boss, add another portion of luxury car noodle and eggs!"

After saying that, he looked at the three people with pale faces and asked with a smile:

"What do you three want to eat? Don't be polite, I'll treat you!"

The three of them sat in the seat, holding their chests and lowering their heads, looking very pitiful.

"Hey! Reassured, everything is over!

Besides, weren’t you still interested in discussing what evil spirits look like before?

Now I have got my wish. Shouldn’t I be happy to see the true face of the evil ghost?

You know, this kind of thing is not something you can see casually!”

When they heard Wang Xuebin's words, the three of them looked at each other embarrassedly. They didn't see the evil spirit, but they were scared to faint when they heard the sound.

Uncle Jiu, who was standing by, couldn't help but look at Wang Xuebin when he heard this. Does this silly boy think that evil ghosts can be seen casually by individuals?

The eyes can see things. Light reflects from the object to the retina, and then passes through photoreceptor cells to sense light. Cones distinguish colors. After a series of physical and chemical changes, it is transformed into nerve impulses, which are transmitted from the optic nerve to the brain, forming visual senses.

As a unique existence, ghosts do not reflect light at all, so how can they be seen by ordinary people?

The ghosts that ordinary people see when they see ghosts are actually just illusions that arise in their minds by the invasion of ghost energy, and do not really see ghost bodies.

People without special talents cannot truly see ghosts!

Even if he had been practicing Taoism for many years, if he wanted to see ghosts, he had to use magic weapons or practice magic to open the eyes of the sky.

If everyone could see ghosts, their Buddhism and Taoism had long been widely spread throughout the world. How could it decline like now? It would be so difficult to find a successor!

"Okay, OK, you three have no cultivation after all. Although there is a barrier to the altar, the little ghost energy leaked is still not something you can bear. It is normal to faint, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about!"

Looking at the three people who wished they could lower their heads under the table, Uncle Jiu shook his head slightly and comforted him with a few words.

"Okay, you've been busy for a long time, what do you want to eat?"

Seeing Uncle Jiu give in, Wang Xuebin didn't say anything.

To be honest, he was still a little excited after just fighting the evil spirit, and his active spirit has not yet fully calmed down.

After all, this evil ghost is not a great guy. Although he killed two people, he has not yet become a climate. It is completely incomparable to the famous Mei Aunt, Jia Yazi and others.

To eliminate this evil ghost, Wang Xuebin can be considered a warm-up at best, but no matter what, it is also a ghost.

It was the shadow of his most feared childhood!

It was the shadow of scaring him countless times that he was afraid to go to the bathroom, take the elevator, look in the mirror, walk at night, and even sleep and dreaming!

Today, Wang Xuebin’s feelings in his heart are indescribable!

From today on, he can proudly announce: I! Wang Xuebin! I am not afraid of ghosts!

No, the more I think about it, the more excited he becomes. He has to put his waist on for a while, but it makes him so awesome!

"Guanlan?Guanlan?"

"...Hmm? What's wrong?"

Wang Xuebin, who came to his senses, looked up and saw that the four of them were all looking at him nervously. Uncle Jiu was reaching out to shake in front of his eyes, and it seemed that he wanted to give him a few blows on his face.

"Ahem...hiss...oh what...I'm reviewing today's battle process, wanting to see if I can't do anything so as not to make the same mistake next time!"

Uncle Jiu didn't know what Wang Xuebin was thinking, so he believed it, smiled with relief, nodded and said:

"Not bad! Not bad! I was scolded by your uncle back then and realized the importance of self-reflection. You can realize this when you are just starting out. It's really better than me!"

Listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin coughed dryly and concealed the past. Anyway, he was thick-skinned and could not see that he blushed.

"Hey, by the way, what do you want to eat? Have you ordered it?"

Upon hearing this, the three of them nodded quickly and replied in panic:

"Order it! Order it! Each of us is a bowl of wonton noodles, and Miss Chen ordered a bowl of turtle jelly!"

"Gui Ling Juice? Just eat this? Is it enough?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu’s concern, Forensic Chen smiled shyly and said in a low voice:

"Is they going to lose weight..."

Hearing the tone of Forensic Chen, Wang Xuebin's eyes flashed, and he silently raised the menu, blocked his face, and only showed his eyes, quietly looking at the two of them.

"Oh, that's it..."

Uncle Jiu just asked casually. Although he is old-fashioned, he doesn't like to interfere in foreigners' affairs. As long as it is not harmful to the truth, he generally won't ask too much.

For Uncle Jiu, Forensic Chen is an outsider and Wang Xuebin is an insider. Therefore, after dealing with Forensic Chen, he turned his head to Wang Xuebin and asked:

"You have also made a review. If you think the full score is 100, how many points can you give yourself in today's battle?"

Seeing that Uncle Jiu just asked casually, he stopped paying attention to him. The smile on Forensic Chen's face collapsed, and his whole body drooped like a pierced balloon.

When it comes to dissecting a corpse, she dares to claim that she is the number one in Hong Kong, but when it comes to fishing for men, this is her blind spot in knowledge.

After all, she was transferred from a medical department to a forensic department because she was not good at dealing with people and was not good at dealing with doctor-patient relationships. After all, the dead would not complain about her because she was mean!

It was really a bit difficult for her to chase men after her single man for nearly 30 years. She could only look at the calm and heavy Fengjiu and the young Wang Guanlan chatted enthusiastically!

"Are you going to score...tsk tsk..."

Wang Xuebin, who saw everything, put down the menu as if nothing had happened, smacked his lips and said hesitantly:

"It's going to take eighty or ninety. After all, I only used two or three moves from the real action to the elimination of the evil spirits. In addition, this is the first time, it should be considered a good idea!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but laugh. He nodded first, then shook his head, and laughed softly:

"If you want to fight alone, your hand-use electricity move is really good. Although it is not blessed by yang energy, its power is enough to make the evil spirit lose its ability to resist..."

Seeing Uncle Jiu's expression, Wang Xuebin knew that he had not finished speaking yet. Sure enough:

"...but!"

Uncle Jiu's face turned solemn, he gently tapped the table, looked at Wang Xuebin, and said in a deep voice:

"...Your problem of being distracted during battle is definitely a fatal problem!

Fortunately, this time I dealt with a fierce ghost who doesn’t have many bloody ghosts in one hand. If you fight against a master of magic or an old ghost, you may have lost all the people in the battle!"

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin almost choked to death by saliva!

He fought slowly?

If Uncle Jiu hadn't said before that he wanted to persuade Shura, could he have been fighting a ghost who he had never known for a long time?

Just kidding!

Wang Xuebin, who has watched countless movies, has never been a habit of talking nonsense with the real enemy. He has always believed that it is much more arrogant to dance on the enemy's grave than to whine in front of the enemy!

"...Uncle Jiu...This is a misunderstanding..."