Ever since he fell off the bull's back last time, the little Taoist priest felt as if he had entered a strange world.
At first, he fell into a frying pan. After he wailed and screamed, all the flesh on his body was fried in the frying pan until only the bones were left. Then he was pressed down by two people, one black and one white, and kneeled in front of a person who couldn't even see. In front of the master with a clear face.
The master sitting at the top was flipping through a notebook and counting his sins one by one. When he was three years old, he stole his aunt's gold ring. When he was six years old, he crushed several birds in cages to death.
Even in order to cultivate immortality, he unscrupulously sued the families at the east end of the village, so that his most beautiful daughter became the fourteenth concubine of the seventy-year-old Zhou Daguan in the town.
They were all shaken out one by one by the master sitting at the top. If he hadn't been a skeleton and no longer sweating, he would have been covered in sweat.
After all the scoldings were finished, the master at the top raised his hand, and the two men beside him, one in black and one in white, took him down, ready to wait for retribution.
Just when he was still panicking about why he ended up in this dirty, dark cell, a big hand stretched out from the void and fished him out directly.
Then he returned to this body again, but what he couldn't explain clearly was that he was no longer himself.
If this body is still one's own, every word and action is not under one's control, as if this body also has thoughts and can act on its own.
If this body is not my own, I know everything this body has experienced, and I can even see it more clearly and in detail than before.
Many things that I didn't pay attention to in the past will now be seen, heard and written down by myself.
Then every two days, this body will take him directly to the middle-aged man he saw that night. The man will reach out his hand and press it on his head, as if turning off the light, and then he will appear in front of him. One black.
When he wakes up again, he will hear the man's command: "Go," and then his body will start acting again.
But everything I have seen, heard, and written down in the past two days will become extremely blurry and fragmented. Even if I think about it for a moment, I will feel an extremely painful head.
This feeling is extremely terrifying, even scarier than the feeling of falling into a frying pan.
The pain in the oil pan is also mixed with the feeling of atonement and soul purification, as if all the heavy burdens on the soul have been washed away by the oil pan.
But now, he has become a tool that can be manipulated by others, and he can't even protest at all.
It seems that I will continue like this forever, and even death has become a luxury hope.
Qian Yunsheng quietly followed the little Taoist priest,
Qian Yunsheng had an idea after he found out he was a ghost.
He first bought a Goddess of Mercy plant, and then squeezed out the juice and dripped it on his body.
This ghost's sense of smell and spiritual sense are extremely powerful, but it is not without flaws.
For example, this demon is particularly dull and not very strong. Like Qian Yunsheng, ten or eight demons can easily be dealt with.
But there is also a tricky thing about the ghost. If you are not careful, the ghost will kill itself. At that time, they will only have the instinct of the body to fight with you, but everything they see and hear will completely disappear.
"Generally, the information that the ghost actively stores can take as short as two or three days, or as long as seven or eight days, and then it must return to the master and the master will read their memory."
"I don't know how lucky I am. How many days of memory can this demon store? Let's see what the devil wants to do?"
Qian Yunsheng gradually approached the little Taoist priest by applying the juice of the Goddess of Mercy on his body.
Catching this scoundrel is actually not difficult at all.
What is not difficult is that if any immortal master comes to Jixia City, this demon is probably no match for him.
It's hard to find a way to do it while still retaining the information recorded by it, otherwise what you will get is a worthless dead object.
Moreover, this demon is very easy to refine for a demon. As long as he dares to kill, he can theoretically train countless demons to do things for him.
Moreover, this ghost is invisible and invisible in the crowd, making it extremely difficult to identify. Therefore, for demons, this demon is their best spy.
It's a pity that this charlatan met Qian Yunsheng.
To a ghost cultivator, this demon is simply a moving target. As long as he can capture it properly, he can hide it from the people around him.
Waiting patiently until dusk, Qian Yunsheng waited for the little Taoist priest to put away the stall and start walking out of the city, and quickly followed him.
He now has a Charming Flower on his body. This flower has a charming aura and can cover up his anger very well. In the world of ghosts, he seems to be transparent.
Then all he has to do is wait for him to be caught off guard and take action.
Qian Yunsheng followed the little Taoist priest and walked in a blind corner that was out of his sight.
This is also very important. Once the demon finds himself, he will be shocked and kill himself.
Therefore, you must walk in the blind spot of his vision, and then take it down quickly.
Qian Yunsheng put one hand into his storage bag, and he drew out a breath of the soul-capturing flag, which he held in his other hand without releasing it.
The dim dusk of night has gathered around, and pedestrians on the road have begun to speed up their pace. Street lamps are also lit on the doorsteps of more diligent merchants.
The little Taoist priest is just like a normal person. If others are fast, he will go fast. If others are slow, he will also walk slowly towards the city gate.
In another hour, the city gate will be closed, and if you want to get out of the city, you have to wait until tomorrow.
Therefore, although the crowds on the road began to thin out at this time, there were still some people walking towards the city gate. These were often porters, strongmen, etc., who came to the city to do chores for a day while there was not much farm work in the village. , I have to rush back to eat.
Qian Yunsheng calmly approached the little Taoist priest, patiently waiting for the most suitable moment.
at this time,
"哐"
Huge gongs and drums sounded not far away. It turned out that this was a sign that the brothels in the city were starting to open.
Just when people were taking a rest, it was precisely when the brothel began to wake up.
Beside the street, after the sound of huge gongs and drums, the voices of Yingying Yanyan came from the windows on the second, third and fourth floors of the building.
These people may have just woken up. Women who are fully dressed and have their own styles poke their heads out of the windows.
Some people pointed at the passers-by on the street, while others greeted the regular customers warmly.
The little Taoist priest was attracted by the huge sound of gongs and drums and the noisy sound, and turned his head to look in astonishment.
"It's now!"
Qian Yunsheng saw the right moment and ignored the sideways glances of passers-by. He quickly launched the Phantom Step. With two taps of his steps, he easily crossed a distance of several feet. He raised his hand and patted the little Taoist priest on the shoulder.
The other side seemed to be a warm acquaintance, laughing and saying: "Little Taoist priest, you can make it easy for me to find you."
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