It seems that Shen Chuxue, the godfather of his classmate, should be a great person who can solve the haunted incident in the mine.
So, I agreed to Shen Chuxue's request, thinking that I might be able to get a few handy magic weapons.
After all, tonight, I am facing six ghost kings, and there may be tens of thousands of evil soldiers. Use all the available resources to prevent one person from fighting alone. When the time comes, there will be another severe injury, and even Divine Doctor Xie may be helpless.
Sure enough, at about ten o'clock, a whistle was suddenly heard on the road in front of the Shen family compound.
Then a young man about the same age as me walked in excitedly. This man looked like a tiger-headed man, about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was carrying two Peking ducks in his hands and had a greasy mouth. He was followed by a A man who looks like a butler.
"Xue'er, look what I brought you! This is the roast duck my grandpa brought me from Beijing!"
"Wow! So many classmates? What are you doing? Folding so many paper boats, whose birthday is it?"
Little Fatty seemed to be suffering from a social disorder. He walked around Shen Chuxue's classmates before he found me.
"Little Taoist Master, I heard that you are going to go tonight..."
"Shh!"
Shen Chuxue pulled him aside.
When I got to the yard, I asked Little Fatty: "Are you ready for everything I told you?"
"Absolutely! What sister Xue'er said is the imperial edict!"
"Little Taoist Master, please take a look!"
Little Fatty, with his hands behind his back and a mature look, invited me to the front of the pickup truck.
I looked at it with a flashlight and found that this guy really brought a cart full of ghost coins, and they were all hundred-dollar bills!
In addition to the ghost coins, there are even more than half a car of gold ingots!
"Master Dao, I heard that you are going to catch ghosts, so I bought an entire funeral supplies store in the county. You see, there are also TVs, VCRs, big brothers..."
"These two paper children are the absolute golden boys and girls. If ghosts meet them, there is no reason not to like them."
"How's it going? Little Taoist Master? I, Ye Dazhi, am interesting enough, right?"
"It's really interesting!"
I patted Ye Dazhi on the shoulder and leaned my head into the cab to take a look.
"Where is the magic weapon I want?"
"Magical weapon?"
Ye Dazhi opened the car door and mysteriously took out a travel bag.
With a crash, a large number of magic weapons appeared in front of me.
"Master Dao, please inspect the goods!"
Ye Dazhi smiled and stepped aside. I stepped forward and took a look, Damn! There’s even a soul-catching bell for the corpse exorcist!
What's even weirder is that there are a pair of small dolls inside. They are feeling cold all over, probably the result of being soaked in corpse oil for a long time.
If you look carefully, you will see that there are still a few silver needles stuck in the villain's body.
"Little Taoist Master, this is an imported product, do you recognize it?" Ye Dazhi asked me proudly.
I looked at it carefully and said, "Could this be the Gumantong that is popular in Southeast Asia?"
"Oh! Little Taoist! You have good taste! I got this thing from my godfather."
Ye Dazhi then started to introduce the Gumantong pair to me with great interest.
"These Gumantongs were twins cut out from a woman's belly. One corpse had three lives. After being smoked and dried to make Gumantongs, they were soaked in their mother's oil every day. It can be imagined that How much resentment is there?"
"It doesn't matter if you have a lot of resentment, but someone uses witchcraft to insert three needles into your belly button every day. That's really unscrupulous!"
"However, they were finally relieved when they met their godfather."
"Why are you freed?" I asked.
Ye Dazhi said proudly: "Because my godfather used a weirder spell to pierce a dragon coffin nail into their Baihui point. This way he controlled them. As long as they recited the spell, they could kill whoever they wanted." They will kill whoever they want!”
At this point, Ye Dazhi's eyes lit up, he pulled me aside, deliberately carrying the housekeeper on his back, and whispered: "Do you know? Last time I saw my godfather let them out, holy shit! Just like a mad dog, I’ll bite anyone I catch!”
"Really, don't mention how crazy it is!" Ye Dazhi couldn't help but shudder.
"They not only bite people, but also bite corpses. I saw with my own eyes a headless female corpse. They both pounced on it, took out all the intestines, smashed them and ate them. That scene made me do it for three months. Nightmare!"
"Little Daoist, do you think it's awesome?"
"Is your godfather...also an evil cultivator?" I asked in a low voice.
"More than just an evil cultivator!!!"
Ye Dazhi couldn't help complaining: "It's simply inhumane! Worse than a beast! So I plan to abandon the dark side and join the light, and stop messing with him. I heard from Xue'er that you have great magic power, let's see if the little Taoist master can accept me!"
"Is this okay with you?" I asked.
"What's wrong? There's no future with him! If you don't teach me any of those advanced spells, you'll teach me some tricks to trick children. So I stole his magic weapon for you!"
"Uncle! Did you steal these...? You are such a talent!"
"What's wrong, little Daoist? You don't like it? If you don't like it, I'll steal again!!"
"It's worth it! It's worth it! What is this...what is this?"
I picked up a jade stick that resembled a magic pestle, and I always felt that the shape was a bit hard to describe.
Call it a mushroom, its head is not that big.
Let’s just say it’s a demon-conquering pestle. Why, the more I look at it, the more I feel... it feels like déjà vu!
"Dazhi, are you sure this is a magic weapon? Isn't this just JB?"
Dazhi saw that I was puzzled and hurriedly introduced: "I don't know what I don't know. This is called Wuyang Pestle! Do you know its origin? Wu Zetian used it in the palace. It is said that it was a birthday gift given to her by a lewd monk! "
"Ah? Then... what does this do? Is it possible that a woman can use it to stand up and pee?"
"You didn't know that!"
Ye Dazhi grabbed the thing in his hand and played with it while saying: "This thing only needs to recite a spell, and it will emit a special aura. Regardless of male ghosts or female ghosts, they can't help but..."
"Hehehehe!"
Ye Dazhi took it and made a gesture on his body.
"Moreover, as long as your spells don't stop, this thing will not stop. It will chase it like a dog and will never give up until it achieves its goal! It is said that Godfather has only tried it on female ghosts, and there is no female ghost. You can escape!"
"So, where is the male ghost?"
"The male ghost doesn't know! Anyway, whoever you want it to pound, you just need to add the other person's name after the spell."
"Good stuff! I want this thing!"
I took the Wuyang Pestle in my hand. Then, I saw Ye Dazhi holding out an ink bottle, which contained some transparent liquid. I didn't know what it was.
"Little Taoist Master, these are the tears of a cow. And they are the tears of a thirty-year-old buffalo!"
"What's the difference between this and ordinary cow tears?"
"The difference is huge! As the saying goes, an old horse knows the way. How many ghosts have you seen in these thirty years? So, if you apply it on your eyelids, you can see ghosts even during the day, let alone at night. Moreover, the effect of applying it once is It can last three days!”
"Damn! Is it really fake?"
I couldn't help pouring out a little and smearing it on my eyelids.
