Chapter 0160 The anecdote of the ghosts broke out)
"There are no Taoist sects or Taoist priests in China now!" Guan Heng was walking in the streets and alleys of the city, recalling his conversation with the quicksand monster not long ago, "Because of the fierce battle between immortals and gods a thousand years ago, Shi Shi
Most of the inheritance of the three religions of Taoism and Confucianism had been lost at that time. As history progresses, these three religions have become a pile of information written on torn papers. Modern Chinese people basically do not know their allusions!
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"Alas! No wonder they wanted to bring me from another world!" Guan Heng sighed, "It turns out that there are no Taoists and Taoist priests in this plane! Forget it, I still don't want to think about these things, but I found out with the Quicksand Monster
Those things about ghost masters and soul collectors really aroused my interest!"
Guan Heng thought to himself, it turns out that China has extremely strict control over local superpowers, and their life and death will be recorded in detail. When a superpower dies, a special soul collector will go to the place of death to collect and refine the soul.
, so the chance of super evil spirits appearing in China is extremely small. Basically, soul collectors in cities collect and refine the souls of ordinary people. This is a common profession in China!
In addition to visiting various places, Guan Heng wanted to see how soul collectors collect ghosts. After observing several times, he found that there are only a few methods used by Chinese soul collectors. Most of them
Use a specially refined magic weapon to restrain the ghost's movements, put it into a container, and store it on the soul altar shelf. After several days of natural refining, the ghost will not be able to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and will naturally disappear into the container jar!
This method is very simple. Guan Heng also heard before that due to the collapse of the entrance and exit of the Three Realms, the newly dead ghosts cannot enter the underworld, so they can only be refined by soul collectors, thus returning to the origin of heaven and earth!
"Well, that's all I know about soul collectors. There's nothing new anyway!" Guan Heng thought to himself: "Now I would like to know some anecdotes about ghost masters, but compared to this profession,
Soul collectors are too remote and are now on the verge of being lost!"
Soul collectors are easy to find, and there are them in every city, but ghost masters are rare among ten thousand, or even among one hundred thousand! This is just because the conditions for becoming a ghost master are a bit harsh, such as being born with the ability to see ghosts.
Eyes, this is the same as the soul collector, but it is a bit tricky to control ghosts and assimilate with ghosts. Besides, this method of controlling ghosts is basically of no use in today's China.
Ghosts were just ordinary people when they were alive. Even if they were manipulated and assimilated, they wouldn't be able to increase their abilities much, and they wouldn't be able to help their masters much!
Ghost Controller is a completely useless and useless profession. It has been abandoned by the current Chinese supernatural world. How to find one?
At the same time, in the same city, in a certain alley.
"Hoo ho ho" a young girl in a yellow shirt ran with sweat on her face and panting, "Ah, I have to get there, otherwise it will be too late!" The girl rushed out of the alley in three steps and two steps at a time.
, but didn’t pay attention to the stumbling step!
"Wow!!" She threw herself to the ground, scratching her elbows and knees, and spraining her feet. "Ugh, it hurts me so much! Damn it!"
"Hey, girl, are you okay?" Guan Heng happened to be passing by and saw the girl fall, so he quickly ran over to help her up.
The girl in the yellow shirt stood up and her left foot immediately bounced up reflexively after touching the ground: "Ah, it hurts!"
"It seems that your foot is sprained!" Guan Heng observed it carefully and said, "I'd better take you to the hospital!"
"No, no, no, no!" The girl shook her head quickly and said to Guan Heng with a pleading face, "Sir, I have something urgent to go to the Caoji Noodle House nearby. Can you please send me there?"
"Okay!" Guan Heng saw that the girl seemed to be really in a hurry, so he helped the girl walk through the streets and alleys, and spent about ten minutes arriving at the Caoji Noodle House located in a remote alley.
"It's strange that other people open restaurants in busy areas. This way, there will be more customers and business!" Guan Heng looked at the dirty noodle shop and thought, "This noodle shop is weird, but he actually chose a
A dead-end street that few people come to!"
This noodle shop is a two-story building, with only one floor being used as a store. The upstairs is a residential room. The architectural style is simple, with three to five tables and seven or eight chairs. Directly opposite the door is the kitchen window a few steps away, which Guan Heng can vaguely see.
There was a tall man with an apron tied around his waist and he was busy with his back to the window!
After entering the door, Guan Heng realized that there were quite a lot of guests here, and they were of all ages, men, women and children. They all lowered their heads and snored while eating noodles, with beads of sweat on their foreheads and temples. When he saw the diners' expressions,
There was a sense of satisfaction, as if they were eating delicacies as delicious as a Manchu banquet!
"Yeah." Guan Hengti took a whiff and said, "It does smell good! I just don't know what it tastes like." He had been walking on the road for most of the day and hadn't eaten anything yet, so he decided to have lunch here!
"Hey! Don't stand at the door blocking the road!" An old voice suddenly sounded behind him. Guan Heng quickly helped the girl to the side. When he looked again, it turned out to be a gray-haired old man, trembling on a cane.
He walked into the store door and moved to the nearest table in a few steps.
"Jiang Shen! Come here!" The old man was obviously a regular customer and waved to the waiter.
The man was a dark-skinned, short but strong young man. He came over quickly and said, "Uncle Huo, are you still the same? Three bowls of signature beef noodles?"
"That's right, go talk to your brother quickly!" The old man smiled and said, "Tell him to be more agile and let him play more."
"I know! Put more oily chili peppers and chopped green onions!" The strong young man said with a smile, "You haven't changed after eating it for forty years. If I don't remember it anymore, I will really become a stupid boy!"
He turned around and was about to go to the stove to tell his elder brother to make noodles, but he saw Guan Heng and the girl in the yellow shirt standing there in a daze, so he took the initiative to ask: "You two noodle students, is this your first time here? I highly recommend it.
Cao’s old shop’s signature beef noodles, here are all repeat customers who can’t forget the taste after eating it once! Hehe!”
"I'm sorry, I, I want to see Mr. Jiang!" The girl in the yellow shirt had just said half a sentence when she suddenly fainted from exhaustion and was supported by Guan Hengyi: "Hey, Miss! Wake up!"
"Hey! What's going on?" Jiang Shen, the waiter at the noodle shop, looked puzzled and asked Guan Heng.
"I don't know this either!" Guan Heng shook his head and said, "I saw this girl fall on the street in front of me, so I helped her up. She told me that she wanted to come to Cao's Noodle House to find someone! I think this girl also sprained her foot.
, it was really inconvenient to move, so I helped her over!"