Since the last time I fell off the bull's back, the little Taoist priest felt as if he had entered a strange world.

At first, he fell into a oil pan. After he wailed and fryed all the meat in the oil pan and only bones were left, he was pressed by two people, black and white, and knelt in front of a master who couldn't see clearly at all.

The master sitting at the highest point was flipping through a notebook and counting his sins one by one. He secretly stole his aunt's gold ring when he was three years old, and he killed several birds in cages when he was six years old.

In order to cultivate immortality, he even sued the families in the east of the village against his conscience, so that his most beautiful daughter would become the 14th concubine of the 70-year-old Zhou Daren in the town.

They were all shook out one by one by one by the master sitting at the top. If I hadn't been a bone and had no sweat, I would have been sweating profusely.

After all the criticisms, the master at the highest point raised his hand, and the two black and white around him begged him, ready to wait for the deceased.

Just as I was still panicking why I stayed in this dirty, dark cell, a big hand stretched out from the void and directly caught myself.

Then I returned to this body, but what I can't explain clearly is that I am not myself now.

If this body is still my own, but my words and actions are not controlled by me, as if this body also has thoughts and can act on its own.

If you say that this body is not yours, you know everything you have experienced in this body, and you are even more clear and detailed than you have seen before.

Many things I didn’t pay attention to in the past are now seen, heard, and recorded.

Then every two days, the body will take you directly to the middle-aged man you saw that night. The man will stretch out his hand and press it on his head, as if turning off the lights, and then his eyes will turn dark.

When you wake up again, you will hear the man's order saying: "Go", and then your body will take action again.

But everything I saw, heard, and remembered in the past two days would become extremely blurred and extremely fragmented. Even if I think about it for a moment, I would feel my head hurting incredibly.

This feeling is extremely terrifying, even more terrifying than falling into a oil pan.

The pain in the oil pan is mixed with atonement and the feeling of the soul being purified, as if the heavy burden on the soul had been washed away by the oil pan.

Now, I have become a tool for others to control, and I can't even make a protest at all.

It seems that I will continue like this forever, and even death has become a luxury.

Qian Yunsheng quietly followed the little Taoist priest,

Since he found out that he was a ghost, Qian Yunsheng had an idea.

He first bought a beautiful grass and then squeezed out the juice and dripped it on his body.

The ghost's sense of smell and spiritual sense are extremely powerful, but it is not without flaws.

For example, this gangster is very dull and not strong. For example, like Qian Yunsheng, you can easily handle ten or eight gangsters.

But this ghost also has tricky things. If you don’t pay attention, this ghost will commit suicide. At that time, they will only have physical instincts to fight you, but everything they see and hear will completely disappear.

"Generally, the information that this ghost actively stores is as short as two or three days, and as long as seven or eight days, and must return to the master and be read by the master."

"I don't know how lucky I am. This ghost can store my memory for several days, and let's see what this demon wants to do?"

Qian Yunsheng gradually approached the little Taoist priest by applying the charming grass juice on his body.

It's actually not difficult to capture this ghost.

It is not difficult to see that if any immortal master comes to Jixia City, this ghost is probably not an opponent.

It is rare to keep the information it records while doing it, otherwise you will get a worthless dead object.

Moreover, for demons, it is very easy to refine this evil ghost. As long as you dare to kill, you can theoretically train countless evil ghosts to act for him.

Moreover, this ghost is hidden in the crowd without any trace, and is extremely difficult to distinguish. Therefore, for demons, this ghost is their best eyeliner.

Unfortunately, this ghost met Qian Yunsheng,

For ghost cultivators, this ghost is simply a target of movement. As long as you capture it, you can hide everything around you.

Waiting patiently until dusk, Qian Yunsheng and the Taoist priests put away the stall and began to walk out of the city, quickly following.

He now has a charming flower on his body. This flower has a charming aura that can well cover up his anger. In the world of a ghost, he seems to be transparent.

Then what he has to do is wait for him to take action when he is caught off guard.

Qian Yunsheng followed the little Taoist priest and walked in the blind spot where he could not see.

This is also very important. Once a ghost discovers himself, he will be shocked to commit suicide.

So he had to walk in his visual blind spot and quickly take it down.

Qian Yunsheng put one hand into the storage bag, and a trace of the aura of the soul-catching banner was drawn out by him, and he kept it in his other hand without sending it out.

The dim night had already surrounded him, and pedestrians on the road began to speed up. On the gatehouse of the harder-working merchants, two street lights were also lit.

The little Taoist priest is like a normal person. He is faster when others are faster, and he is slower when others are slower when others are slower and he is slower toward the city gate.

In another hour, the city gate will be closed. If you want to leave the city, you have to wait until tomorrow.

Therefore, although the people on the road began to become sparse, some people were still walking towards the city gate. These were often porters, strongmen, etc., who came to the city for a day of miscellaneous work while there was not much farm work in the village and had to rush back to have a meal.

Qian Yunsheng approached the little Taoist priest calmly and patiently waited for the most appropriate opportunity.

Just then,

"Clang"

The huge gongs and drums sounded not far away, and it turned out to be the sign that the brothels in the city began to open.

Just when people are resting, it is precisely when brothels begin to wake up.

Next to the street, with the sound of huge gongs and drums, the sound of Yingying and Yanyan came out from the windows on the second, third and fourth floors of the building.

These people may have just woken up, dressed up, and women with their own charm poked their heads out of the window.

Some people pointed at the pedestrians on the street, while others greeted the old guests warmly.

The little Taoist priest was attracted by the loud gongs and drums and the noisy sound, and turned his head in shock.

"It's now!"

Qian Yunsheng saw the opportunity and ignored the passers-by's sideways. The Phantom Step was quickly activated. He tapped his foot twice and easily crossed several feet apart. He raised his hand and slapped the little Taoist priest's shoulder.

On the other side, it seemed like a warm acquaintance, and laughed: "Little Taoist, you can make it easy for me to find."

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Chapter completed!