In view of a friend's case, let me briefly explain: the real world countries have abolished the case system and currently only have certificates. I really checked this when I wrote it. However, the background of this article is the time and space of time after the Yuan Dynasty. Similar to the Ming Dynasty, the case is more authoritative. Well, it also involves some future plot arrangements.

Yuanxing once checked the county annals of Qingzhou online. During the civil strife of Dayong a hundred years ago, the historic Tianchan Temple was burned down. Now it can only be found in some sporadic travel notes.

I thought I would see a ruined wall, but when he climbed up the mountain according to his memory, his goal was to see a green bush. The power of time actually wiped away everything from this temple and was clean.

This time he set out from his hometown, he subconsciously walked towards him. Although he was mentally prepared, he did not expect that this would be the case. He couldn't tell what it felt like in his heart. He stood for a long time, finally sighed and turned around and left.

Going down the mountain and walking along the road, it is not about returning to the direction of Wutou Town. Since I have seen it here, there will be no clear destination for the next road, and there will be no need to pay attention to what direction. Instead, I will do whatever I want and calculate wherever I go.

The weather today is not good, it has been gloomy since the morning. It started to rain as soon as I left the town. At first, it was raining, which brought people a rare comfort in this hot season. But gradually, the rain became lines and became heavier and heavier. Pedestrians on the road either took a car or looked for a place to shelter from the rain. Only the fate was different. He put on his newly bought hat and continued to move forward in the rain.

Some kind-hearted people wanted to carry him for a while, but he smiled and refused. There were also those who didn't care about driving. Seeing that someone on the roadside did not slow down, they were inevitably splashed with mud and water. He was not angry. He carried his soaked cloth shoes in his hands and walked barefoot on the road. There was a feeling of a carriage and horse walking alone in the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The rain flowed down the hat, but Yuanxing felt more and more happy. The rain not only washed away his body, but also the irritability in his heart seemed to flow down, which was so refreshing...

...A ghost, this kind of elegance lasted for a while, and when the clothes were completely wet, it was extremely painful and it was very uncomfortable to wrap it tightly around it.

So I hate rain. Yuan Xing muttered, and couldn't help but speed up his pace, and even used light skills when there was no one around. He was tired after walking all morning. Now he just wanted to find a place to solve the lunch problem and shelter the rain by the way. Well, that's it.

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Zhang Ziming felt that he was in trouble. He came out to work during the summer vacation. Unexpectedly, after just after delivering a wave of express delivery, the motorcycle tire exploded on the way back. Fortunately, a piece of the cliff on the side of the road was concave, which just allowed people to shelter from the rain. He ran over a few steps. Maybe his body was so wet. When he ran to the sunken place, there were already two men and women hiding there. He shivered unconsciously. Today is really strange, why is it so cold in the summer? Are you going to catch a cold? He muttered and stopped talking. He was just worried now. How could he push the motorcycle back when the rain stops later.

Just as he was worried, another barefoot man wearing a hat came running in the distance. When the man took off the hat, he showed a shiny bald head. He turned out to be a monk.

The monk was also strange. There were three people standing here, but he just nodded to him and said hello, but he turned a blind eye to the other two. He wrung the water on his robe, took out a plastic bag from the cross-body cloth bag, took a dry and hard steamed bun and chewed it.

Zhang Ziming couldn't help frowning. This monk was quite rude. While eating, he looked at him. His eyes were really uncomfortable.

Perhaps seeing his dissatisfaction, the monk smiled awkwardly, but instead of retracting his gaze, he turned to the other two people.

Zhang Ziming looked along, but found that the two men moved to the sank edge at some point, far away from him and the monk, lowered their heads and said nothing.

The monk stared at him for a while before turning back, then took out his cell phone and started fiddling with him.

When Zhang Ziming saw this, he couldn't help but curl up. He was really rich when he was a monk. This mobile phone was the latest model and the price was definitely not cheap. If he didn't do it well, he was a fake monk who cheated money. Thinking of this, he lost the interest in talking to him.

In this way, no one spoke, and there was only the sound of "slap" knocking on the phone and the sound of rain at the scene.

Yuanxing felt that he was in trouble. He went out to practice and was poured into the rain to make it clear. He could also find something unscientific. If there was a mirror, he had to look at himself to see if there was a word "unlucky" engraved on his forehead. Of course, there was another one more miserable than him, and his body was covered in black air. If he didn't care, he would definitely be in trouble.

He took out his cell phone, opened Weiwei and sent Xiang Ling his place, and then left a message.

Bald Master: "Help me check if there have been murders in this location in recent years or have an accident. The deceased should be two young people, one man and one woman."

After a moment, I replied over there.

Huo Ling: "Sanzang, I have checked it. There has been no accidents in the place in several years, and there is no record of receiving reports."

It's impossible! Yuan Xing looked at the clothes of the two people not far away. They were very fashionable and they must have died recently.

Bald Master: "Then check if there are any reports of a man and a woman missing in nearby towns."

Huo Ling: "Okay, you've encountered evil spirits again? It must be a man and a woman. Isn't it a ghost this time? Just ask them why they died? Smiling face jpg"

Bald Master: "Blank your eyes, jpg, these two ghosts are extremely unstable. They should have just formed a short time ago. Can you communicate with me and do you still need to check? Contact the local police station and find a professional to save you."

Huo Ling: "Stunned jpg, aren't you a professional clergy?"

Bald Master: "Will I tell you that we only know how to be physically savage?"

This is the fact. It is the first time he has seen such a thing as a ghost and has never learned about related business!

The so-called evil spirits I encountered before were just some impurities generated when the spiritual energy was revived. There was no reason or wisdom to destroy them at will.

If someone does evil, he can beat the other party to kneel down and call him dad in minutes. Moreover, he is familiar with this aspect, so he can grasp the right measure.

But ghosts are different. They are wise and belong to the six realms of sentient beings. You can’t just racial discrimination just because they are not humans, right? What’s more, these two are obviously formed and have never harmed people. It would be too unreasonable to shout and kill when you come up. Besides, he really has never learned to exorcise ghosts.

He took back his cell phone, and the steamed bun in his mouth was swallowed into his stomach. He glanced at the two shadows again, and decided to look for a large temple to hold a order, and he had to learn professional skills such as salvation and practice rituals.
Chapter completed!