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This world.
Room 4, 4th floor, Building 2, Chunhua Apartment.
In the small living room, there was a dark wind and a ghostly atmosphere.
The starving ghost poked his head at the toilet door, the hanged ghost hung on the ceiling fan and walked around slowly, the drowned ghost filled the corner with edema and flesh, and the rest were sick ghosts, knife labor ghosts, decapitated ghosts, beheaded ghosts, little ghosts, and old people. Ghosts, white ghosts, black ghosts... all kinds of ghosts gathered together, all staring at Li Changan on the sofa, or rather a jar in Li Changan's hand.
The jar is an ordinary jar, a bargain for about ten yuan on Taobao, but the contents inside are not simple.
Before Li Changan returned this time, he shamelessly asked Long Tu for advice on a little magic called "The Art of Returning to the Altar in the Yin Mansion". Specifically, a house made of paper mixed with yellow talismans is burned into ashes, then put into a jar, and then burned with incense and offered as an offering, so that the ghosts can live in it.
Li Changan held a clay pot in his hand, but in the eyes of the ghosts, it turned out to be a big and beautiful house.
A group of ghosts surrounded the waiting room.
"Hmm."
Li Changan cleared his throat and took out the training results of the real estate sales industry he was deceived into after graduating from college.
He was holding the jar and spitting:
"A three-story single-family villa with a transparent north-south layout and separation of dry and wet areas. It is equipped with a swimming pool, an underground garage, and a large sky garden. Designed by famous designers, exquisite decoration, Chinese style, European style, modern simplicity, three styles to choose from Choice. Complete appliances, exquisite materials, marble floors, log cabinets, velvet beds..."
Li Changan finished speaking in one breath, feeling almost breathless, but looking at the bright eyes of the ghosts, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This house is indeed the pursuit of the Chinese people from birth to death.
It seems stable this time.
He chuckled.
"You have such a nice house to live in, but you still live in the bathroom?"
The starving guy jumped out of the toilet with a bang.
"You live in such a nice house, and you still have a ceiling fan?"
The hanged ghost hurriedly untied himself from the fan blades.
"You have such a big house to live in, and you are still willing to squeeze in with other ghosts?"
The ghosts were excited and shook their heads together, and the atmosphere in the venue reached a climax.
But.
"Let's not be fooled by his sweet words."
A sudden word made the enthusiasm of the ghosts stagnate a little.
The smile on the Taoist priest's face also froze, his eyes swept around the ghost, and quickly locked on the corner of the wall.
Hey, Boss Wu, don’t think that if you cower in the corner and bury your face in your fat, I won’t know it’s you who is talking.
However, the Taoist priest did not expose him, he just folded his arms and sneered.
"Our house has a total of three bedrooms and two living rooms. The Taoist priest only occupies a second bedroom, and together we have a master bedroom and another second bedroom. But these jars have been placed in the second bedroom by the Taoist priest. We all live in the jars and enter If he puts the yellow talisman on the second bedroom, will we still have anything to do with the master bedroom? He is trying to encroach on our activity space!"
Lao Wu could barely raise his arms and shout.
"Comrades, we cannot be defeated by the landlords' sugar-coated bullets!"
At this time, a group of ghosts also suddenly realized, but due to the Taoist priest's power, they only dared to whisper to each other in a low voice.
The Taoist priest was not in a hurry. He only waited for them to say enough, and then returned slowly:
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I have limited energy. There are actually only three single-family villas in this villa. The rest are small flat buildings, and part of them..."
The Taoist priest spread his hands.
"Mud house."
As soon as these words came out, the ghost chatter in the room suddenly stopped.
The Taoist priest pointed towards the bedroom and said with a smile:
"Boss Wu, why are you in such a hurry? Do you want my help?"
The ghosts looked around and saw Boss Wu quietly moving to the door of the bedroom, with his swollen body stuck on the door frame. Seeing the gazes of the ghosts, he gave an awkward yet polite smile in return.
Then, he squeezed in the door with all his strength, but the door frame was too small for him, and under his exertion, he could only see layers of edematous flesh leaking out.
the other side.
"oops."
Li Changan "accidentally" smashed the jar to the ground again, slapped his hands, and said in a very affectionate voice:
"It's all my fault for being careless. You see, the three-story single-family villa is missing another room, and there will be an unlucky ghost living in the mud-roofed house."
The words trailed off.
With a "coax", the group of ghosts swarmed towards the bedroom.
The Taoist priest looked at the dancing with joy, slowly stood up, and walked to the door of the master bedroom.
"Snapped."
A yellow talisman is attached.
Then, he didn't rush in and waited at the door with his hands folded.
Not long after, the ghosts who swarmed away swarmed back, all talking around Li Changan.
"There's no water in the pool."
"Go to the water plant."
"There's no car in the garage."
"Go to Mercedes-Benz."
"There's no power in the appliances."
"Go to the power supply bureau."
"WiFi has no signal."
"Go to Mobile."
…
There's something so ghostly about it.
"Aren't you lying?"
"Pooh."
"I'm lying to you."
………………
Just a joke.
Li Changan wanted this master bedroom to be used for another purpose, and it was indeed inconvenient for ghosts to enter.
At the cost of a ghost and a chicken leg, they were all sent away. Li Changan rolled up his sleeves and started taking care of the master bedroom.
First move out the bed, wardrobe and other unnecessary furniture, then sweep it around, and then move in a screen to separate the master bedroom into two spaces, one large and one small.
The small one is used as a quiet room, and the large one is used as a collection room.
Of course, Li Changan's collection is not some literary curio, but the objects he obtained after traveling through and slaying demons.
There are six pieces in total.
One is the human skin left behind by the Painted Skin Ghost. The Taoist priest originally planned to get a plastic mannequin to put it on, but when he thought about it, he realized that it was a bit perverted, so he gave up his mind and just put it in a wooden box.
The second is the moon lamp offered by the white fox. This thing is Li Changan's favorite. The moon wine not only tastes delicious, but can also breed magic power. Speaking of which, the judge even met me for a drink.
The third is the ulna bone that was burned out after killing the zombie. It has a color like black jade and a hard texture.
The fourth is the eyeball of the mountain spider, which is like a huge scarlet gem. Time has passed, but the luster remains the same.
The fifth is the red crystal stone left behind by Bai Xiuye after his death. His notes mentioned that this thing seemed to have some effect on Gu insects, but it had no effect on Li Changan.
The sixth piece is a mixed black, gray and white relic.
It is about the size of a finger and feels rough in the hand.
Li Changan's thoughts were wandering and he couldn't help but think of the afternoon before his return.
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After eliminating the demon, he said goodbye to Luo Yuqing and others one by one, and then found the young monk.
After some chatting, the Taoist priest asked the young monk Benshan what his future plans were.
"Young master, do you plan to stay here?"
This is not a good idea.
After this incident, the corpse Buddha was killed by Li Changan, but the century-old temple of Qianfo Temple was also burned down.
As for the monks, since they had shown their sincerity in resisting the demons several times, Yang Zhiji also kept his promise and did not embarrass them. However, it is indispensable to lose money and avoid disasters. Most of the properties under the name of Qianfo Temple were divided up by the powerful. Luo Yuqing took charge of the remaining land and distributed it to tenants who rented crops. In addition, after this incident, the people of Yuzhou hated Qianfo Temple. Worse still, the remaining monks had no way to gain a foothold and went their separate ways.
As a result, the Thousand Buddha Temple, which once had thousands of splendid houses and thousands of palaces, has fallen and scattered.
Under such circumstances, it would be unwise for the young monk to stay alone in Yuzhou.
"How can a young monk abandon where the bones of all the ancestors of past generations are?"
Li Changan looked at the other party's face that was young but firm, and thought that although Kong Yan was unreliable in doing things, his vision of the heir was quite accurate. He immediately put away his words of dissuasion, took out the relic from his pocket and handed it to him. give him.
"These are the relics of your three ancestors. The young master has collected them."
Unexpectedly, the young monk pushed the relic back.
"This is a gift from the three ancestors to the Taoist priest. The young monk cannot accept it."
That’s all, before the Taoist priest could refute.
"Besides, what the three masters left behind must be a treasure. I am young and weak, so I may attract bad people."
This is also true.
The Taoist priest thought for a while, stopped insisting, put away the relic, and rummaged around in his pocket for a while.
Previously, he had brought some artificial pearls with him to fool people, but he had just given them all to Long Tu and asked him to use them to help the villagers. Now, I only had some scattered silver coins left on my body. I took them out and stuffed them into the hands of the young monk.
The young monk blushed and just declined.
Li Changan smiled and said: "Little monk, don't be sentimental, this is not for nothing."
"ah?"
The Taoist priest whistled, called the big green donkey over, and stroked its top hair.
"I'm going to be away for a while, but it's not convenient for me to take my donkey with me. This money is the salary for hiring you to be my donkey shepherd."
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Recalling the little monk's confused face, Li Changan couldn't help but laugh.
He wrapped the relics in silk cloth and placed them in a box. Then he took a few steps back, looked at his collection, and breathed a sigh of relief.
There are still few now, only six pieces, but I'm afraid there will be more and more in the future.
The reason why he specially set aside a space to place these objects was partly because of this consideration, and partly because he was worried that these things would have some aura, demonic aura, and ghostly aura, and he often felt uncomfortable with them. At home, I'm afraid it might be troublesome if something happens.
That’s why a special space was set aside for unified placement.
He took out a handful of yellow charms and posted them one by one. In this way, the collection room was tidied up, and then he turned to clean up the quiet room.
The quiet room is much simpler.
A futon, a few books, and an offering table.
On the altar table hangs a statue of the founder of the Three Qing Dynasties, as well as two swords. One is a flying sword embryo, which is contained in a long box; the other is a Taoist sword, which is placed on a sword stand.
In addition, next to the Sanqing statue, there is another statue of God enshrined.
This god has a black face and thick beard, rides a black tiger, holds a silver whip, and is fully dressed in military uniform. He is called "Golden Dragon Ruyi Zhengyi Dragon Tiger Xuantan True Monarch", which is also commonly known as Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth.
At that time, Li Chang'an killed the Corpse Buddha and came down the mountain. Luo Yuqing nervously called him to the Dharma altar and said: The Taoist priest was recognized by the Heavenly Lord for his meritorious service in killing the Corpse Buddha, and he was granted permission to enter his name in the Lei Han. From now on, he can Summon the gods of the Thunder Department and be taught the Five Thunder Dharma.
It would be a lie to say that Li Changan is unmoved. Lei Fa is the top of all methods, not to mention that his name can be included in the Lei Letter and leave his name in the Lei Department.
But the next sentence of Master Luo is: The only condition is to change the family and join the Zhengyiyi.
So the Taoist priest immediately refused.
In the end, Li Changan was only awarded a "Wind, Fire and Thunder".
The specific usage is to fast and bathe beforehand, then burn incense and pray in front of the statue of the god, while silently reciting the name of the god and writing spells. When you want to get angry, burn the talisman and chant the mantra to summon him.
"Subtle vacuum, God Zhao Gong from the sky. Drives thunder and lightning, moves fire and wind. Why does the god not subdue? What ghost dares to charge. When the divine tiger barks, all ghosts will be wiped out. I am summoning you now to get out of Jiang Palace quickly."
Because I only received one thunder and wanted to use it again, I had to go through the above steps again.
All in all, it's very troublesome. So Li Changan didn't really care.
The rest are just a few books.
There is nothing much to say about ordinary Taoist books and yellow-shell books. Only the Sword Book for refining flying swords given to Li Changan by Yan Xinglie is worth mentioning.
Since Li Changan got this sword scripture, he has not had time to read it carefully. Now he has found the time to take a look at it.
First, I read the entire article briefly. The book said that there are roughly three steps to refining the flying sword.
The first step is to choose a mortal sword with sufficient evil energy as the Feijian sword embryo. The sword that had killed many demons was the best, but at that time Big Beard couldn't find it, so he had to settle for the next best thing. He dug through the tomb of an ancient Yue general and got a bronze sword that could kill thousands of people. Therefore, the flying sword that is refined is more than fierce, but not sharp enough.
The second step is to incorporate various strange materials into the sword using various corresponding methods. After this step is completed, the flying sword can basically kill the enemy, but it still needs to be warmed and maintained regularly to prevent the sword energy from being worn away.
The third step is to make a sword box for the flying sword. The sword box here is not the ordinary wooden box that Li Changan is using now. It is made of the body of a big monster and made using secret techniques. If this step is accomplished, every time the flying sword takes someone's life and plunders their blood, they can be brought back and stored in the sword box. In turn, they can sharpen the sword's energy and make the flying sword even more powerful and fierce.
Li Changan remembered that Big Beard once said that this sword still lacks some materials and is still an unfinished sword embryo.
He rummaged through the notes left by the bearded man.
"Not turning into bones?"
The Taoist priest rubbed his chin.
Somehow, this thing sounds familiar.
While he was rummaging around and thinking hard.
"Dong dong."
Why?
Who's knocking?
