Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 58

Min Yuejun took the three ghosts to Zhu's house. On the way, Hetang chattered and chatted with the magic stick, asking about the progress of their ghost hunting in the past few months.The magic stick has long had enough of staying with Min Yuejun, a boring gourd, and immediately excitedly told them about the experience of the past few months.

Min Yuejun received replies from other monastic sects, and learned that ghosts were killing people everywhere, and incidents similar to those in Jishan County continued to occur in various places.Min Yuejun took him to look for them one by one, took in some ghosts along the way, and found out the truth.

Just as they expected, all of this was manipulated by someone. These evil spirits were all caused by the stagnation of grievances in recent years. They not only found their enemies to take revenge after death, but also killed innocent people indiscriminately in order to improve their cultivation. Some ghosts even seize the souls of living people and devour them to speed up their cultivation.

Min Yuejun took in a few ghosts who were too late to escape and were not knocked out of their wits by him. After tortured for a long time, he learned that they were more or less severely tortured by the enemy in various ways before they were alive, and that they were very angry on the day of their death. With instinct, you can kill the Quartet.There are ghosts who once regretted wanting to go to the underworld to apologize, but the resentment and hostility in them controlled them like a substance, making them want to kill more people, devour more souls, and become stronger.

After hearing this, He Tang said in surprise, "This... This is very similar to Qiniang's situation!"

The magic stick whispered: "Otherwise, why do you think the little bastard is willing to come here..."

Min Yuejun said quietly in front: "Master, I can hear you."

"..." God Stick coughed twice, and said seriously, "We suspect that your mother is also influenced by the manipulator behind the scenes, so come and take a look."

He Tang asked, "Who is behind the scenes?"

"I don't know." The magic stick shook his head, "If we knew, why are we still here? We would have gone to catch ghosts a long time ago."

Yang Jinshu hesitated: "Ghost? Ghosts have such great power?"

"Jin Shu, don't underestimate ghosts. Ghosts are also classified into three, six, and nine grades." The magic stick counted for him, "The ghosts and wild ghosts in the mass graves are the lowest-level ghosts. Ghosts who have practiced the way of ghosts are stronger than them, but the level of cultivation depends on talent and opportunity. For example, Uncle Liu, who has been dead for decades, except for doing a little favor for his neighbors, Working as coolies for ghosts, with low mana, is naturally the easiest to be wiped out, while those like Shi Tianning and Wan Niang who knew some martial arts before death, and double cultivation after death, can practice faster than other ghosts, so they can barely protect themselves. ..."

The magic stick looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Although you have a poor life, you live a much more comfortable life after death than other ghosts. You have a big salary from your family, and people pay homage to you every year. You are a nobleman in the underworld. I am knowledgeable and humble. Diligence, you can often help the underworld, and you have accumulated a lot of merit. Later, I will teach you how to practice. You are a rare lucky ghost with the right time, place and people. In addition, you have obtained many magic weapons of the underworld. , naturally stronger than other ghosts, most ghosts are not your opponents."

Yang Jinshu was embarrassed by what he said: "It's my relatives and friends who support me, I'm ashamed."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. The cycle of karma, you deserve it." The magic stick continued, "But you can't compare to a ghost like Mrs. Hongtiao, do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Their kind of ghosts were cursed before they died, and they had a lot of hostility, and because they committed a lot of murder after death, there was no cure for them when they turned into ghosts. Ghosts are evil things. It will only strengthen their mana and make them invincible. You have also encountered many ghosts and suffered a lot, right? Have you ever caught them?"

He Tang shook his head honestly: "No, the other party ran away every time. After finally catching Mrs. Seventh, she still escaped."

"So, you have to be more careful." The magic stick patted He Tang on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "Especially you, be careful of being used by them."

He Tang's face darkened: "Why should I be careful?"

""Book of Rites·Jieyi" says: All living beings must die, and death must return to the soil. This is called a ghost." The god stick said with a wicked smile, "Although you have returned to the soil, your hostility has not disappeared. If you say who among us is the most It is possible to turn into a ghost, it is you little devil, I remind you to pay more attention, you should not be ignored."

He Tang pointed at himself: "Me? How could I be a ghost? How can I be so bad!"

The magic stick smiled without saying a word, just glanced at Yang Jinshu and reminded him: "My daughter-in-law, pay more attention."

Yang Jinshu was a little confused, but he knew that there was a deep meaning in what the magic stick said, so he agreed very solemnly.

Min Yuejun saw that they were talking lively, and couldn't help interjecting: "Fulan...can't it be related to this?"

"How could someone as arrogant as him be willing to be manipulated by others? On the contrary, he accidentally stepped into a post. I don't know how this matter will evolve." After thinking for a moment, the magic stick said cautiously, "We will When I see him some time, don't mention Qinglian Guan."

"Why?"

"Who knows if he has any grievances with Qinglianguan? If he had quarreled with the master and there was a rift, what should we do if he sees us and wants to fight?" The magic stick clicked, "Be careful."

Entering Jishan County, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the city was heavy, the doors of every house were closed, all kinds of talisman papers were pasted on the door beams, and the smell of incense permeated the area. The county was shrouded in thick white mist, and it was almost dead quiet.

"What's going on? When we left last night, the county was not like this..." He Tang and Yang Jinshu looked at each other, knowing that something must have happened.

Min Yuejun looked down from the sky, swept across the entire county, and said slowly: "The Zhu family is different."

The magic stick also saw it: "Ghost energy is blazing, could it be that those evil ghosts of the Zhu family have been released?"

"All released? No way!" He Tang couldn't imagine what would happen to this county if all those evil spirits came out.

"let's go."

Before Min Yuejun finished speaking, he took them to Zhu's house quickly.

Zhu's mansion has a very different atmosphere from other houses in the county. The whole house is shrouded in a red mist, and the smell of blood and ghosts is so thick that it is choking. Even the ghosts who have lived in the dead for many years can bear it a little bit. Can't live.

Yang Jinshu had no choice but to take out Huangquanxiang, and divided a little between Hetang and Shengun to resist the unpleasant smell.

The magic stick asked Min Yuejun: "Do you want it?"

Min Yuejun shook his head slowly.

"Don't you think it stinks?"

"The sense of smell is very important." Min Yuejun answered briefly, looking down at Zhu's house.

The strange thing is that from mid-air, the Zhu Mansion is calm and there is no disturbance.

The magic stick circled the sky of Zhu's mansion, returned to Min Yuejun, and said in a low voice: "It was blocked by the formation."

"This formation is extremely clever, unlike ordinary people." Min Yuejun frowned and inspected from above for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's a little strange, the gossip is not in the right place."

The magic stick sneered: "Come on, your level of reading five elements and eight trigrams is still learned from me, half-baked."

Min Yuejun's face froze, ears turned red, but he still retorted sullenly: "If you don't teach seriously, I can't learn well."

"I think you are talented and intelligent. Learning spells is more promising than learning fortune-telling. You are right." The magic stick nodded pretendingly, and stepped out, "Let me see if this formation can be broken."

Facing his flattery, Min Yuejun just raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't say much.Watching him pinch his fingers and fortune-telling carefully, he feels a lot more at ease.Qing Rong's life's blessings and misfortunes are tied to this, regardless of right or wrong, his cultivation base in the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams is by no means inferior to anyone else.

"Huh? Speaking of which, since Zhu's family has a formation set up by a master, why does Fulan seem to be in a land without people?" He Tang suddenly mentioned, "Before I chased after Jin Shu, I didn't dare to rush into Zhu's family. home, but he went in blatantly, and dared to go straight to the bedroom of the smelly woman! Isn't he too courageous?"

"Yi Gao is bold, and the magic circle in Zhu Mansion must not be able to stop him." Min Yuejun didn't think of anything until he finished speaking, and quickly said to the magic stick, "Master, since Fu Lan can go in, maybe the ancient books in the concept of law that can be deciphered It is recorded that you..."

The magic stick nodded: "I'll think about it."

He has been favored by his masters and brothers since he was a child, and he reads the ancient books in Qinglian Temple as he pleases, and he has read every book related to the five elements and gossip.Min Yuejun has also read a lot, after all, his interest is not in the five elements and eight trigrams, and he is not proficient in magic sticks.

The magic stick failed to remember, and was a little frustrated: "I can't remember, I haven't seen it."

He Tang looked around: "Are you going to be trapped outside?"

The magic stick thought of something, flew towards Yang Jinshu, and said with a smile, "Jinshu, those ancient books in your room...have you read them all?"

Yang Jinshu nodded: "Almost."

"Are there any records of ghost magic circles?"

"... Yes, but... I don't quite understand."

The magic stick hooked his fingers: "Come on, I will teach you to recognize the eight trigrams. The technique of ghosts is very different from the technique of mortal cultivation. Many illustrations and records have gradually changed after thousands of years of transmission, so... let me tell you something. The ancient characters of the hexagrams, help me remember whether I have seen similar characters."

Yang Jinshu nodded honestly: "Okay."

The magic stick led him to move slowly along the sky above the Zhu Mansion, pointing out the hexagrams one by one to him, and also wrote some characters of the underworld in the palm of his hand.

Seeing that the two of them were concentrating on studying the magic circle, He Tang felt a little bored, so he lingered next to the wooden man Min Yuejun and asked in a low voice, "Min Daoist, are you reconciled with the magic stick?"

Min Yuejun looked at the back of the magic stick, and said lightly: "There is no end to the grievances between us, entanglement, so be it."

"Actually, I really want to ask you... Are you mentally ill?" He Tang covered his head, closed his eyes and said anxiously, "Don't be angry! I'm not scolding you! I'm serious. I’m asking you! Mental illness is also a disease! Don’t shy away from medical treatment!”

Min Yuejun didn't get angry, but smiled slightly, lowered his head and said: "It's probably sick."

He Tang opened his eyes, carefully watched the expression on his face, and seeing that he was really not angry, he put down his arms and said, "I think your logic is very problematic! Look, it's those psychopaths who killed your classmates. You can just seek revenge from them, why...why blame your master... no, your master is indeed at fault! But... you say you kill people, kill them, why do you... throw his body away How about feeding dogs in mass graves? It's too...too perverted!"

Min Yuejun knew that He Tang was very curious, but he didn't expect him to be so courageous, to get so close to him, and to ask such deep questions.Maybe there are some things that are inconvenient to say to Qing Rong. He thought about it, and said to He Tang: "As you said, I have a disease in my heart. I thought that killing him and leaving his bones and ashes would cure the disease in my heart. I didn't expect him I'm really dead, but my illness is getting worse."

He Tang: "..."

Min Yuejun calmly said: "So I had no choice but to bring him back and continue to treat him."

He Tang sighed: "I think you have no cure."

Min Yuejun smiled: "I think so too, but he can't cure the disease, but he can relieve the pain. I keep him by my side, and I can still pretend to be an ordinary person."