After the child's ghost came out, he rotated several times in the air, whipped his nose a few times, and sniffed the smell of blood and flew towards the Supreme Treasure!

The lay Buddhist Guantian saw the wind in the sky, crying and howling endlessly. A fierce white mist ball pounced towards the child. He was extremely proud and ordered fiercely: "Hmph! Eat half of the child's three souls and seven spirits for me, and ask him to save him, he will be an idiot! A group of things that are ignorant of the sky and the earth actually dare to stop me from doing things. I am really impatient to live!"

Before the Supreme Treasure could make any move, the two ghosts rushed over like flying and drilled into his body along the mud balls on his head. He only felt a chill all over his body, just like drinking a bowl of cold porridge, along the top of his head and the soles of his feet!

But other than that, nothing unusual!

Before Mr. Guantian could find all this, he saw the cold wind sweeping over the Supreme Treasure, and immediately took out a gray-white finger bone, then used the tooth chain on the table to cut the tail finger and dripped the blood on the finger bone, and said in his mouth: "Central!"

The Supreme Treasure was completely unknown, so he just stood there and stared at it stupidly.

After waiting for a while, there was no abnormality. Guantian Jushi suddenly became anxious, cut his fingers and dripped them back to recover blood, but after waiting quietly, he still had nothing to do - now he was so panicked.

Mr. Guantian snatched the teeth on the table, bit the tip of his tongue and squirted it up with blood, urging the little ghost to death... After several times, a layer of ashes appeared on his face, but how could this trouble be useful?

The child is still running across the mountain...

In fact, Supreme Treasure felt uncomfortable, his whole body was overwhelmed and as if he had been tired for three days and three nights, but his temperament was unyielding. Not only did he not show any discomfort, he even laughed a few times!

The big sweat on the forehead of Mr. Guantian walked down his cheeks, and he was frightened: "How could this happen? Why did this happen?" He felt his hands and feet were weak and his whole body was numb, and his hair was already standing up!

Eshan's cold sweat flowed down his cheeks, and he felt a lot colder!

He was not feeling well, and the little devil he drove was also very uncomfortable.

A person's soul is formed by the gathering of souls and souls. There are three souls, one is the heavenly soul, two is the earthly soul, and three is the life soul. There are seven souls, one is the heavenly collision, two souls, spiritual wisdom, three souls are the energy, four souls are the power, five souls are the center, six souls are the essence, and seven souls are the hero.

The Supreme Treasure has been very similar to ordinary people since childhood. Among the three souls, there is only the soul of life, and among the seven souls, there is only the three souls of Qi, power, and essence, and nothing else - and those are what the little ghosts can absorb!

The remaining soul and three spirits are hidden in the five internal organs, allowing the torso to walk, so how can ghosts eat it?

After urging him a few more times, the feeling in Supreme Treasure's heart had reached its peak, but just when he was about to endure it, the top of his head suddenly became cold and all the discomfort suddenly disappeared!

The two little ghosts could no longer bear it and rushed out of his mud balls and headed straight for Guantian Jushi!

Ghost chewing bones!

Guantian's body suddenly became cold. He knew in his heart that it was the little ghost who had retaliated against his soul. He was shocked. He threw the tooth chain in his hand and took out a bright short sword!

I can’t care about so many things, kill people and kill people, let’s talk about it first!

He snatched two steps and rushed to the Supreme Treasure, gritted his teeth and shouted fiercely: "Baby, I can't take care of you now. When you come to the underworld, don't blame me. If you want to blame, you blame yourself for being too hard!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and stabbed at the Supreme Baoyintang, trying to uncover his head and take out his brain to feed the little ghost...

"Swoosh!"

A dark thing flew over and hit the wrist of Guantian, causing his whole body to tremble, and the short sword in his hand fell to the ground - at the same time, a lazy voice rang out:

"Oh! I'm so anxious? I can't stand it anymore? Do you want to kill someone and rob? "Are you?" After asking the three "ahs", Old Liu's figure slowly appeared from the darkness, still so sloppy, dirty, unkempt... But his eyes were bright and vivid, and extremely round, just like two pearls in an ink plate.

What fell to the ground was just a dark wine gourd.

Guantian layman stood on the table and endured the pain of the ants and insect biting on his body and said fiercely: "Who are you? You dare to care about the things that are happening in our White Lotus Sect. Are you not afraid of the old mother Wusheng and the Holy Buddha of Maitreya? At that time, Alan Blood Pool and Wuwang Sword Forest will contain your soul, and your life is worse than death, but everything is too late..."

"Bah!" Old Liu spitted with disdain and walked up to him and pulled Supreme Bao to him, "What are you talking about to me about the Blood Pool Daolin? Just like you are like now - hey, I'll ask by the way, how long can you last for your ghosts in your sect? I'm afraid that it's just a cup of tea to gnaw on the Yin and Yang heart veins?"

Mr. Guantian took a few steps back and said in horror: "Who are you? How do you know about this?" He just said that he had leaked the news and unknowingly grabbed the tooth chain on the table in his hand.

Although he was in pain in all kinds of pain, his heart suddenly had a vigorous murderous intent and his face became ferocious and ferocious. Old Liu was not a blind man and naturally saw it. He coughed gently:

"I? I am the old Taoist priest in this temple, the master who owns this land deed. I am also the guardian of this land... Since they are both people in the Dharma, I will advise you: Do not commit suicide by harming others, and killing things must not be done - you can't buy this temple. Go back and solve your little ghost magic quickly. If you delay it, I'm afraid your life will not be saved!"

"I, I don't want you to care!" Mr. Guantian said this fiercely, but his steps had already begun to move as he spoke...

Old Liu pulled Supreme Bao to see his fake moves. He was already in a mess after only a few steps. He didn't care about his pretentious behavior, grabbed a few things and turned his head and ran away. This was a stone in his heart that fell to the ground.

Yuanyuan even said harshly: "I, I won't give up..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and by the last few words, it had already gone far away.

Will this matter be settled like this?

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Rongcheng is located at the mouth of the Quer River flowing into the Liujiang River. When Liujiang River flows upward for more than 50 miles, another river flows into it. The name of the river is Banbian River, and the small town next to it is called Banbian Town.

Banbian Town is not big or small. The two main streets are the center of the entire town. The front streets are all tavern restaurants, kiln casinos, and pawn shops. But the most are all kinds of medicinal materials shops, all with huge plaques:

"Purchase medicinal materials!"

No wonder, there are towering mountains next to the town, with so many rare medicines and herbs inside. It is also the main purpose of all those who come here and the only value of the existence of this town.

The back street is far less prosperous than the front. Most of them are warehouses and residences of certain businesses. On weekdays, few outsiders come in. The only alternative is the wine shop in the corner of the street. The wine shop is hidden in the corners of the corners and inconspicuous. Even the lintel is hidden behind the row of green Xiang bamboos. The only thing exposed is the tall cloth curtain of bamboo poles. The name of the bookstore:

"The universe is great!"

Just at dusk two days after Guantian's night attack, a carriage passed through the entire Banbian Town and came to the door of the tavern. The car stopped a little and got out of the car. A sick young man looked about twenty years old, wearing a snow-white satin robe and holding a handkerchief in his hand - but his face turned blue, like a tuberculosis who had smoked too much opium.

The young man looked at the words on the cloth curtain and nodded and was about to go in, but suddenly he frowned and hurriedly covered his mouth with a handkerchief. A cough suddenly came from behind his handkerchief, which was so heartbreaking that he almost coughed out his heart.

The man who was driving the bus from behind hurriedly ran over, gently pounded his back with his hands, and said with concern: "Brother Six, why are you okay?"

The young man waved his hand and coughed for a while. Then he raised his head and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "It's okay, it's all an old problem. There are more things in recent days, so I'm just not paying attention - OK, I'm going to go in and do business, so you can stay outside."

"Yes!" The man nodded and took a few steps back. It seemed that he was obedient to this young man who was a few years younger than him. He followed his wishes and returned to the carriage and waited.

The young man, who was called Liu Ge, hugged him gently and entered the tavern.

The tavern on the front street is very lively, but it is very quiet. Looking around, there is no drinker. Only the waiter brought wine and food to the upper house from time to time, which shows that there is still business on the top.

The young man looked for a table to sit by the window, but didn't say anything. He just pulled out four chopsticks from the bamboo tube, two horizontal and two vertical lines, and placed a "well" shape on the table, then turned over the wine bowl on the table and pressed it upside down. Finally, a ocean was gently placed at the depression at the bottom of the bowl.

The shopkeeper in the distance looked coldly and didn't say much. When he stopped everything, he walked over from inside and sat directly opposite the young man. He raised his hand and pulled out a chopstick from the tic toe, pressed it gently on Long Yang, still saying nothing.

However, the young man did not move the three chopsticks below, but picked up the wine glass next to him with his backhand, and pressed the table upside down at both ends of the chopsticks.

Seeing that everything was right, the shopkeeper showed a little smile and bowed: "This brother, the boss is here, his surname is Huang, I don't know what he calls him?"

"There is no need to be called," the young man replied, "Just ask the boss to accept the favor first, and then let's talk about it?" Then he gently pushed the bowl towards the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was not polite, so he put Long Yang in his arms with his hands and asked, "Brother, you come here to light the lamp and burn incense. I must know the rules. Then I will ask first: Do you want to cross the line or carry the beam?"

The young man looked at the shopkeeper and showed his white teeth and smiled, "Since you asked the shopkeeper, I won't turn around and act it directly! I want to carry the beam, and you need someone for me, but there are three rules: one is not to bloom and illuminate, two is not to touch the bamboo stick, three is not to be limelight, and the pestle pays half of the fire stick first, all of which are oceans! If you do this, you will naturally be rewarded for five minutes, but if the wind leaks out and the fire starts, I will never forgive you - do you know?"

Although he was sick and looked like a weak scholar, his eyes were as fierce as an eagle dove when he said these words. The shopkeeper knew that this was the inner plate on the road, and he immediately responded without being pretentious:

"Sir, don't worry, since I'm eating Wanqing rice, I will follow the rules of Wanqing. I will definitely abide by the rules you have drawn. Then please tell me, where are you going to this person? The mouse on the eaves, the wind over the mountain, the Bodhisattva of the Flower, the cat jumping over the wall or the wind on the head?"

"From the wind!" the young man smiled: "Hurry, be good - my car is waiting outside and I will take people away immediately."

"Okay! OK!" The shopkeeper quickly took out a sign from his arms and gave it to the servant for instructions, and then came back and greeted: "Then please go upstairs with me and sit down less. You will be brought to you in a while!"

"good!"

"What do you call you?"

The young man gently put his lower lips and smiled, "Call me Wudi."

(The incisions in the rivers and lakes have their own advantages. This is the incision in Sichuan and Chongqing. The translation of the dialogue in the Chinese community is as follows:

The shopkeeper was not polite, so he put Long Yang in his arms and asked, "Brother, you came here to follow the rules and meet the code. Then you should be clear about our rules. Let me ask first: Do you want us to find someone for you or then talk to you?"

The young man looked at the shopkeeper and smiled with white teeth, "Since the shopkeeper asked, I'll just say it! I want to contact people directly. I don't need an intermediary. You just need to find the person in need. But I have three requirements. First, this matter must be kept confidential and cannot be known to outsiders; second, you don't want to disturb me in this matter. I will give you a lot of tips. I won't mention this matter. Third, I don't want to find someone with great fanfare. Just find him secretly. As for the money, I will pay half of the matter first, and it's all big oceans! If the matter is done well, I will give you ten big oceans here, but if you want outsiders to know, I will let you get it. I will let you take care of it - do you understand what I mean?

Although he was sick and looked like a weak scholar, his eyes were as fierce as an eagle dove when he said these words. The shopkeeper knew that this was the inner plate on the road, and he immediately responded without being pretentious:

"Don't worry, we are abide by the rules in the field of matchmaking and will never do anything randomly - please tell me, do you want to passers-by? thieves? bandits who cut the path? Little faces who seduce women? Liar or killer?")

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