After dealing with his father-in-law and mother-in-law's troubles, Yin Xinyue began to work hard again. As an ordinary person, Pockmarked Li's recovery was not so fast. He had been living in the hospital and was served by Ruxue and Li Xiaomeng in turn every day.
Since Pockmarked Li almost died in Fengdu ghost city, Ruxue's attitude towards me has changed, and she no longer shouts one by one, and her speech has become lukewarm.
I know that Ruxue hates me. She has more hot faces and cold buttocks, so she can't go to the hospital to see Pockmarked Li anymore. She can only come to me after she recovers.
Fortunately, Wei Yu, a little fox, has become obedient and obedient after being strictly regulated by the T-shirt man. She drags a small fluffy tail all day long and walks in front of me cute and cute. Her life is not too monotonous.
Yongling ring is a rare treasure, but I used it to summon the martial Saint Guan Yu at the last crisis, so it was temporarily sealed! Apart from Xiaojieling, I don't have any channels to understand yonglingjie, so I have to wait for two months before I talk to Xiaojieling.
It's worth mentioning that I've been studying the secret script presented by the ghost city boss in the past month. At the beginning, I thought it was something I didn't understand. Unexpectedly, it was a rare cultivation skill. It not only introduced how to learn from the spirit of the Yin, but also introduced the use methods and taboos of all kinds of Yin things in the world.
The book generally divides Yin into good Yin, evil Yin and Qi Yin.
Like the living Buddha of Ji Gong, Lu Yu, the tea saint, belongs to the good Yin, and does good deeds without harming others.
Lu Bu, Han Xin and so on belong to Qiyin, which refers to the spirit that can be cultivated.
What's left is evil Yin. As the name suggests, evil Yin refers to being extremely vicious, unwilling to be overreached, unwilling to be educated, and just taking killing as fun. But the number of evil Yin is the least. After all, the evil spirit has its own pitiful side. The most typical of this kind of Yin is the Taisui in the Taisui event.
In addition, there are many ways to find Yin in the script. If used properly, you can get powerful magic weapons through it. It's a pity that the above contents are all written by the ghost city boss. They are very scribbled. I can't understand them in a short time.
Nevertheless, I still have a good understanding of the world's Yin! No longer a layman.
And according to the secret script, it's the quickest way to cultivate. After all, if you can extract one percent of the power of those ghosts that have been hundreds of years or thousands of years, it's better than ten or twenty years of closed door cultivation!
During the time when I was studying the secret scripts, there were always kids who couldn't find themselves at home. They had all participated in the ghost market, so they wanted to steal some treasures from me.
Fortunately, their strength is average, and they can be easily solved without my hands. Several times down is a thrill, I gradually no longer pay attention to.
But what I can't understand is that the people of Longquan Mountain Villa haven't appeared since the end of ghost market. My son has been abandoned by me, and all four elders have been destroyed. The villa leader is really calm!
They must be brewing a conspiracy, but the T-shirt man didn't contact me, indicating that at present, Longquan villa hasn't planned to deal with me, so I don't need to worry.
After a long period of free time, my occupational disease happened again. I wanted to ask T-shirt man, mouse elder and white eyebrow Zen master if they had anything to do recently, but they were afraid of further involvement. At last, I had to walk around the antique street alone.
In fact, the greatest charm of antique street is not that antiques are valuable, but the moving story behind each antiques. They represent the rise of an era, the demise of an era, which can be said to be the last position of traditional culture.
And in the antique street, you can see the traditional gadgets, such as the sugar kneader, paper-cut or hand-made rattle, which are on the verge of disappearing. I'm also interested in these things. I buy some food and play every day, but I have a very good life.
That afternoon, I was watching two old men walking on stilts, and my cell phone suddenly rang. This is a strange number. It seems that there is another business coming. After the connection, the other side asked me in a low voice if I was master Zhang Jiulin?
Well, this kind of opening speech is 100% to ask me for help. I shook my head and then identified myself and asked him if he needed help.
"Master Zhang, I'm right at the door of your antique shop. Please come back soon! If you don't help me, I will die... "
Judging from his voice, the man is at least 30 years old, but now he looks very flustered. It seems that he has met with a matter of life and death.
I frowned a little, reassured him to wait outside the store, then walked back quickly.
Just walked to the corner of the alley, I saw a man anxiously pacing back and forth in front of the antique shop.
He was dressed in a black suit, with a flat inch, and looked very refined like a business elite.
When he saw me, he hurried up and grabbed my hand and begged me to save him again!
It seems that after such a long time of hard work, everyone in the circle knows that Zhang Jiulin is a young talent with both beauty and wisdom. I sighed with self mockery and invited him to enter the shop.
I poured him a glass of water, and then I looked at him carefully. I felt that he looked a little like Wu Yifan, a new kid. He had big eyes and a high nose. He looked like a Korean Europa.He took the cup and held it in his hand, took a quick sip, then said: "my name is Wulin, I I may have met a ghost. "
"This is the basic situation that I have come here. You can point it out directly!" I patted him on the shoulder.
He saw that I spoke at will, obviously relieved, and tried to organize the next language to speak to me.
He said that in recent days, he would hear the sound of dragging the iron chain every night, and could not sleep steadily. When he finally fell asleep, there would be a horrible black shadow in his dream. The black shadow didn't speak, just stared at him with a sneer. He couldn't see the black face clearly, but he could see the two eyes of the black shadow through the night.
"Master, you don't know! The black eyes are like two red light bulbs, staring at me straight. I lick my tongue from time to time, as if I want to eat... "
Wulin said that even the tea cup fell to the ground in a panic. Seeing how frightened he looked, I knew that things would not be so simple, so I nodded to him to continue.
"I was fine the other day. I didn't have anything to do after I was scared by him. Knowing that he would appear every day, I asked the old man next door for a folk exorcism method. I pressed a pair of scissors under the pillow. When the shadow appeared, I unconsciously held the scissors in my hand. But But last night... "
Wulin can't talk about it any more. He crouches on the ground and cries, which is very inconsistent with his refined appearance.
No matter how strong a person is, will it be the same when he first meets ghosts and snakes?
I sighed and took a tranquil jade from the cupboard and put it in his pocket.
The mood of the Wulin was stable. He said in a low voice that after the shadow appeared last night, he found that he couldn't wake up. His consciousness was hazy. It didn't work to hold the scissors. It didn't even work to bite the tip of his tongue!
"Are you sure yesterday was a dream? Would it have been you who didn't sleep at all. "
It's very effective to press scissors and the blood essence at the tip of the tongue. Unless you meet a very powerful ghost or a fierce ghost who comes to ask for life, you can wake up in general. So I don't think he dreamed at all yesterday.
Who knows that Wulin nodded his head mercilessly after hearing this, and insisted that he fell asleep yesterday.
"I found that after the scissors were useless, I wanted to escape subconsciously. I didn't expect that other parts of my body could not move at all except my arms. It was like being crushed by a ghost. Black shadow watched me struggling in bed, and even gave out abnormal laughter. Then he rushed up and took out a strange iron hook to hook my tongue! "
Speaking of this, the Wulin seems to be hollowed out, exhaling hard.
It turns out that just as the iron hook of the black shadow is about to reach his tongue, the rooster outside suddenly barks a few times, and the black shadow disappears at once, and he also opens his eyes and sits up from the bed instantly.
Wulin said with a cold sweat on his forehead. He said with red eyes, "Master Zhang, please help me. The shadow didn't hurt me yesterday. It will come today."
What he said is true. It seems that the shadow is really running for his life!
I dare not to be careless. I took the Notre Dame's staff and Yin Yang script from upstairs and hurried to his home with Wulin.
After dealing with his father-in-law and mother-in-law's troubles, Yin Xinyue began to work hard again. As an ordinary person, Pockmarked Li's recovery was not so fast. He had been living in the hospital and was served by Ruxue and Li Xiaomeng in turn every day.
Since Pockmarked Li almost died in Fengdu ghost city, Ruxue's attitude towards me has changed, and she no longer shouts one by one, and her speech has become lukewarm.
I know that Ruxue hates me. She has more hot faces and cold buttocks, so she can't go to the hospital to see Pockmarked Li anymore. She can only come to me after she recovers.
Fortunately, Wei Yu, a little fox, has become obedient and obedient after being strictly regulated by the T-shirt man. She drags a small fluffy tail all day long and walks in front of me cute and cute. Her life is not too monotonous.
Yongling ring is a rare treasure, but I used it to summon the martial Saint Guan Yu at the last crisis, so it was temporarily sealed! Apart from Xiaojieling, I don't have any channels to understand yonglingjie, so I have to wait for two months before I talk to Xiaojieling.
It's worth mentioning that I've been studying the secret script presented by the ghost city boss in the past month. At the beginning, I thought it was something I didn't understand. Unexpectedly, it was a rare cultivation skill. It not only introduced how to learn from the spirit of the Yin, but also introduced the use methods and taboos of all kinds of Yin things in the world.
The book generally divides Yin into good Yin, evil Yin and Qi Yin.
Like the living Buddha of Ji Gong, Lu Yu, the tea saint, belongs to the good Yin, and does good deeds without harming others.
Lu Bu, Han Xin and so on belong to Qiyin, which refers to the spirit that can be cultivated.
What's left is evil Yin. As the name suggests, evil Yin refers to being extremely vicious, unwilling to be overreached, unwilling to be educated, and just taking killing as fun. But the number of evil Yin is the least. After all, the evil spirit has its own pitiful side. The most typical of this kind of Yin is the Taisui in the Taisui event.
In addition, there are many ways to find Yin in the script. If used properly, you can get powerful magic weapons through it. It's a pity that the above contents are all written by the ghost city boss. They are very scribbled. I can't understand them in a short time.
Nevertheless, I still have a good understanding of the world's Yin! No longer a layman.
And according to the secret script, it's the quickest way to cultivate. After all, if you can extract one percent of the power of those ghosts that have been hundreds of years or thousands of years, it's better than ten or twenty years of closed door cultivation!
During the time when I was studying the secret scripts, there were always kids who couldn't find themselves at home. They had all participated in the ghost market, so they wanted to steal some treasures from me.
Fortunately, their strength is average, and they can be easily solved without my hands. Several times down is a thrill, I gradually no longer pay attention to.
But what I can't understand is that the people of Longquan Mountain Villa haven't appeared since the end of ghost market. My son has been abandoned by me, and all four elders have been destroyed. The villa leader is really calm!
They must be brewing a conspiracy, but the T-shirt man didn't contact me, indicating that at present, Longquan villa hasn't planned to deal with me, so I don't need to worry.
After a long period of free time, my occupational disease happened again. I wanted to ask T-shirt man, mouse elder and white eyebrow Zen master if they had anything to do recently, but they were afraid of further involvement. At last, I had to walk around the antique street alone.
In fact, the greatest charm of antique street is not that antiques are valuable, but the moving story behind each antiques. They represent the rise of an era, the demise of an era, which can be said to be the last position of traditional culture.
And in the antique street, you can see the traditional gadgets, such as the sugar kneader, paper-cut or hand-made rattle, which are on the verge of disappearing. I'm also interested in these things. I buy some food and play every day, but I have a very good life.
That afternoon, I was watching two old men walking on stilts, and my cell phone suddenly rang. This is a strange number. It seems that there is another business coming. After the connection, the other side asked me in a low voice if I was master Zhang Jiulin?
Well, this kind of opening speech is 100% to ask me for help. I shook my head and then identified myself and asked him if he needed help.
"Master Zhang, I'm right at the door of your antique shop. Please come back soon! If you don't help me, I will die... "
Judging from his voice, the man is at least 30 years old, but now he looks very flustered. It seems that he has met with a matter of life and death.
I frowned a little, reassured him to wait outside the store, then walked back quickly.
Just walked to the corner of the alley, I saw a man anxiously pacing back and forth in front of the antique shop.
He was dressed in a black suit, with a flat inch, and looked very refined like a business elite.
When he saw me, he hurried up and grabbed my hand and begged me to save him again!
It seems that after such a long time of hard work, everyone in the circle knows that Zhang Jiulin is a young talent with both beauty and wisdom. I sighed with self mockery and invited him to enter the shop.
I poured him a glass of water, and then I looked at him carefully. I felt that he looked a little like Wu Yifan, a new kid. He had big eyes and a high nose. He looked like a Korean Europa.He took the cup and held it in his hand, took a quick sip, then said: "my name is Wulin, I I may have met a ghost. "
"This is the basic situation that I have come here. You can point it out directly!" I patted him on the shoulder.
He saw that I spoke at will, obviously relieved, and tried to organize the next language to speak to me.
He said that in recent days, he would hear the sound of dragging the iron chain every night, and could not sleep steadily. When he finally fell asleep, there would be a horrible black shadow in his dream. The black shadow didn't speak, just stared at him with a sneer. He couldn't see the black face clearly, but he could see the two eyes of the black shadow through the night.
"Master, you don't know! The black eyes are like two red light bulbs, staring at me straight. I lick my tongue from time to time, as if I want to eat... "
Wulin said that even the tea cup fell to the ground in a panic. Seeing how frightened he looked, I knew that things would not be so simple, so I nodded to him to continue.
"I was fine the other day. I didn't have anything to do after I was scared by him. Knowing that he would appear every day, I asked the old man next door for a folk exorcism method. I pressed a pair of scissors under the pillow. When the shadow appeared, I unconsciously held the scissors in my hand. But But last night... "
Wulin can't talk about it any more. He crouches on the ground and cries, which is very inconsistent with his refined appearance.
No matter how strong a person is, will it be the same when he first meets ghosts and snakes?
I sighed and took a tranquil jade from the cupboard and put it in his pocket.
The mood of the Wulin was stable. He said in a low voice that after the shadow appeared last night, he found that he couldn't wake up. His consciousness was hazy. It didn't work to hold the scissors. It didn't even work to bite the tip of his tongue!
"Are you sure yesterday was a dream? Would it have been you who didn't sleep at all. "
It's very effective to press scissors and the blood essence at the tip of the tongue. Unless you meet a very powerful ghost or a fierce ghost who comes to ask for life, you can wake up in general. So I don't think he dreamed at all yesterday.
Who knows that Wulin nodded his head mercilessly after hearing this, and insisted that he fell asleep yesterday.
"I found that after the scissors were useless, I wanted to escape subconsciously. I didn't expect that other parts of my body could not move at all except my arms. It was like being crushed by a ghost. Black shadow watched me struggling in bed, and even gave out abnormal laughter. Then he rushed up and took out a strange iron hook to hook my tongue! "
Speaking of this, the Wulin seems to be hollowed out, exhaling hard.
It turns out that just as the iron hook of the black shadow is about to reach his tongue, the rooster outside suddenly barks a few times, and the black shadow disappears at once, and he also opens his eyes and sits up from the bed instantly.
Wulin said with a cold sweat on his forehead. He said with red eyes, "Master Zhang, please help me. The shadow didn't hurt me yesterday. It will come today."
What he said is true. It seems that the shadow is really running for his life!
I dare not to be careless. I took the Notre Dame's staff and Yin Yang script from upstairs and hurried to his home with Wulin.
