Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Zhou Jingru came over and said: "My dad has always had a nightmare, and I don't dare to sleep. In addition, I have a long-term fever and a mental illness. The hospital has checked a lot of projects. It is also a clue. I suspected that it was a bad thing in the morning. Originally my dad didn't believe it, but last night..."

"I still say it myself," Zhou Ming interrupted her, and said weakly. "I slept in the middle of the night last night. Suddenly... my dreams, after I woke up, I saw a person standing in front of the bed, like a white man. A dog squats on the ground, no facial features, no hair, but I can feel it looking at me, that feeling... chilly, terrifying."

Zhou Ming passed a trace of fear in his eyes. "I can move it later. I want to turn on the light, but I am afraid that it will attack me. It has been dead for a long time. Later, a nurse ward rounds the room and comes in to turn on the lights. That thing is gone." Looking at Ye Shaoyang with a gaze, "Mr. Ye, may I ask, am I really encountering something dirty? If you can solve it, I will definitely thank you."

Ye Shaoyang’s heart is happy, Zhou Ming is a big rich man, he just took a shot, and certainly has a lot of money. He is about to agree. Zhou Jingru suddenly screamed: “What do you say to Dad? Shaoyang is my friend, not to do business with you. Yes, talk about what money."

Zhou Mingyi slammed his head. "Hey, I am used to the business. I am sorry, Mr. Ye is a high-ranking person. You can't get along with money. If you are a good friend with Xiaoru, then you can't talk about money. Just ask. Mr. Ye took the help."

"Well, let's talk." Ye Shaoyang didn't mention how depressed he was. He carried his hands and walked slowly along the corner of the wall. He suddenly stood in front of a wall, looked up and looked toward the wall.

The wall was smooth and there was nothing, but Ye Shaoyang seemed to see something, secretly smiled, instinctively touched the waist, did not touch the belt, only thought of throwing it at home, depressed frowning, bowed I saw a piece of rice paper on the coffee table, a pen holder next to it, two pens hanging on it, and a piece of paper on the top of the rice paper.

Ye Shaoyang’s eyes lit up, and he took a look at it and said, “Is this written by Jay Chou?”

"Yes, when I first entered the hospital, I was very good. I wrote and wrote boring. I like this." Zhou Ming reluctantly smiled. "Don't call me Jay Chou, call me Uncle Zhou."

"Well, Zhou Shushu's words are not bad." Ye Shaoyang said: "Zhou Shushu likes to write, must have seen a lot of paper, but there is a kind of paper you have never seen."

Zhou Ming gave a slight glimpse. I don’t know how he suddenly talked about this topic and said, "What paper?"

"Living paper."

Ye Shaoyang finished, took the tea, poured a little in the ring, then cut the middle finger, dripped a few drops of blood in it, pinched the ink block, grinded twice, grabbed a brush, stunned, came Under the wall that I had seen before, I wrote a "敕" on the wall with a brush, drew a circle on it, threw the brush, pinched a law, and photographed it in the middle of the ink circle.

There was nothing there, but when Ye Shaoyang’s palm fell, a white spot suddenly appeared. Looking at the past, it was a white little man who struggled to walk around in the ink circle and could not escape.

"Don't struggle." Ye Shaoyang read the Demonstration Mantra, hand one, and pulled it out. The body became bigger and bigger, became adult, and the limbs suddenly twisted together and slammed toward Ye Shaoyang.

"Not self-reliant." Ye Shaoyang explored his right hand and slap it on the white little man. He took a finger and grabbed his neck and lifted it up. The little white man is still in the air and wants to escape.

This sudden scene shocked Zhou’s father and daughter. Zhou Ming’s fear retreated to the foot of the bed and shouted: “It’s it, I saw it last night!”

Ye Shaoyang grabbed the "white man" and said: "Reassured, it can't hurt you, see what it does?"

Zhou Ming listened to this, how much calmer, and looked at the little white man carefully: this thing is very tall, there are no facial features and hair, no hands and feet, the whole body is white, the lines of the limbs are very stiff, like the octopus's tentacles The same dance in the air, giving people a very strange feeling.

If you haven't seen it in your dreams before, knowing that it is a weird thing, Zhou Ming will use it as a prop in the hands of a magician.

"God, this is a paper man!" Zhou Jingru called.

Ye Shaoyang nodded and said: "It is a paper-like villain that has been soaked in corpse oil. It has a little ingenuity, can be invisible, and confuse people. Everything Jay Chou has encountered recently is tempted by it."

"It... is it dangerous? How to deal with it?" Zhou Mingyi listened to him saying this, suddenly scared pale, cold sweat DC.

"If you let it go, it will be life-threatening. It will be discovered in time." Ye Shaoyang grabbed the paper man in his right hand, and his left hand instinctively touched his waist. He smiled and shook his head from the table. I took out a piece of rice paper and painted a fire symbol on it with a brush that had passed through my blood, and attached it to the door of the paper.

Although rice paper is not easy to use, it pays attention to it. With his mana, dealing with a primary evil spirit, there is still no problem. I have read the mantra at the moment.

A blue flame, the sound of "嗡" burned from the paper man. In less than half a minute, the paper man was burned into a pile of paper ash, and a silver-white light like a wildfire rose up. Floating outside the window.

"This is over?" Zhou Mingnai looked at Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang did not answer, closed his eyes, his right hand and five fingers kept counting, and Zhou’s father and daughter looked at him with confidence and did not dare to interrupt. About a minute later, Ye Shaoyang suddenly blinked and took a deep breath. He quickly said: "In the southeast direction, fifty-eighth, the person who used paper to harm you is in this place."

Zhou Mingyi said, he thought about it: "Is the other party a mage?"

"Glyphs are just a little skill. As long as you have your birth character, the general master can do it," said Ye Shaoyang. "I can only find the person in this practice in the southeast for fifty-eight places. The rest of you have to check it yourself. It is."

"This... it's really hard to check." Zhou Ming thought for a while and said.

"Dad, I have a way!" Zhou Jingru opened the computer on the bed and entered the satellite map. With the location of the Star City Building as the center, the distance measurement function was turned on, pulling out for fifty-eight miles and swinging up and down in the southeast direction.

Zhou Ming suddenly understood the meaning of her daughter. She went to the front and looked up with the arrow. Suddenly, she blinked and pointed her finger at a place on the map: "Huiyuan Company, it must be this!"

The right hand smashed into a fist, and slammed it on the bed, hatefully said: "The boss of this company is called Wang Cheng. I have participated in several bids with me and I have been defeated. I knew that he hated me. But it’s too much to deal with me with this kind of work."