Lin Qishan was very happy to have made 100,000 yuan last night. He had sweet dreams when he went to bed. He dreamed that the female ghost from before came back and took the initiative to warm his bed.
I slept until noon and didn't get up until noon.
After washing up, I went downstairs to have a bowl of beef ramen. I very arrogantly added an extra ten yuan of beef and two braised eggs.
After eating and drinking, we returned to the rental house to prepare for the night's fun of helping ghosts.
Lin Qishan drew some more talismans in the afternoon to make sure they would have enough for the evening. After having a simple meal in the evening, he got on his electric donkey and rushed to Jiangbei Cemetery.
Jiangbei Cemetery is not very far from where Lin Qishan lives, and it only takes more than half an hour by tram.
When Lin Qishan came to the gate of Jiangbei Cemetery, there were already four men and women there, presumably the other four who took over the task.
"Which of you ordered takeout?"
"I'm really hungry!"
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The four of them looked at each other and said they didn't order takeout.
"Brother, why are you delivering takeout to the cemetery so late? No one is ordering here!"
One of the four, a burly man about 1.8 meters tall, said to Lin Qishan.
"You all came here to take the mission, right? I also took the mission to Jiangbei Cemetery from the Supernatural Network!"
Lin Qishan got off the eDonkey and walked towards a few people with a smile.
Since the take-out clothes are windproof and stain-resistant, and there are two sets of washable clothes, Lin Qishan is used to wearing them on a daily basis, so she wore them here.
"Now that everyone is here, let's go in!"
said a young man wearing a yellow Taoist priest uniform.
A few people didn't show too much curiosity about Lin Qishan. After all, there were many weird people in their line. They just wore takeout clothes, which was too normal.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties spoke.
"Since this is a team mission, let's introduce each other to each other. I'm the oldest, so I'll go first. My name is Fei Rong, the ghost prisoner of casual cultivators!"
Lin Qishan looked surprised, "Begging ghosts? If you can't defeat ghosts, can you still ask ghosts to commit suicide? How can you still do this?"
Fei Rong had a dark look on his face, "It's a ghost prisoner, a prisoner, not a beg! Haven't you heard?"
Lin Qishan shook his head and said with a smile: "I just joined the industry not long ago, brother, don't be angry!"
"No wonder!" Fei Rong waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and explained: "The so-called ghost trapper is to trap ghosts in the body in a special way, and can borrow their power!"
Lin Qishan was amazed, the world is really big and full of wonders!
"My name is Wang Dazhuang, and I study under Lieyang Sect!"
The strong man who spoke at the beginning also introduced himself, with a deep voice and a big knife on his back.
"My name is Fu Liang, a disciple of Maoshan!"
A young man wearing a yellow Taoist uniform spoke, holding a long stick in his hand.
"Lian Qing, disciple of Maoshan!"
The young woman next to Fu Liang, who was also wearing a Taoist priest's uniform, spoke up. She was also the only woman among the five.
What is striking is that his petite body carries a large box as long as one person slung across his back, like a coffin.
Lin Qishan also introduced himself, "My name is Lin Qishan, a Yin life master and a casual cultivator!"
"What is the Yin Fate Master?"
Several people looked at Lin Qishan in confusion.
Lin Qishan explained: "To put it simply, he tells fortunes for ghosts!"
Lin Qishan came up with the title "Yin Mingshi" on his own, just to make it easier to introduce himself in the future.
After the five people got to know each other, they began to enter the cemetery.
Due to the haunting and fatalities, the cemetery management staff all went off work before it got dark.
At this time, there were only five of them alive in the entire huge cemetery.
Uncle Fei Rong, the ghost prisoner, said: "The cemetery is so big. If we work together, the efficiency will be too slow. Why don't we divide into two teams and surround and search from both sides to the middle!"
Maoshan disciple Fu Liang nodded, "Yes, and the highest level of the ghosts here is only the evil ghost level. There is no risk if we divide into two teams!"
Several people nodded, agreeing with this approach.
"My junior sister and I are in a team, from here!"
Maoshan disciple Fu Liang and his junior sister Lian Qing walked to the left together.
Lin Qishan, ghost prisoner Uncle Fei Rong and Wang Dazhuang formed a team and walked to the right.
Several people searched for the tombstones one by one. After searching for nearly ten minutes, they still didn't find a ghost.
Wang Dazhuang said: "Are we together so that ghosts don't dare to come out? How about we spread out a little, not too far away, and we can support each other if necessary!"
"OK, alright!"
Lin Qishan and the others distanced themselves to search.
Uncle Fei Rong, the ghost prisoner, carefully searched for traces of ghosts and muttered, "Where are all these ghosts hiding?"
"Yeah, where are they hiding?"
Suddenly a voice sounded behind Fei Rong, the ghost prisoner uncle.
Fei Rong asked calmly: "Brother, it's so late and you still haven't slept?"
"Sleep hair, it's just dark, it's time to get up and get high!"
"Oh, it's high time!"
Fei Rong turned around suddenly, and slapped a group of black shadows with his palms that had already become like a dead man.
Bang!
The black shadow was fanned out, and part of the Yin Qi was scattered in all directions.
"Hmph, how dare a little grudge dare to pretend to be a ghost!"
Fei Rong snorted coldly, a ghostly figure appeared on his body, and he attacked the ghostly thing with ghostly energy wrapped around his hand.
The ghost was no match for Fei Rong, and the ghost body was quickly beaten and turned dim.
Fei Rong waved his palm away to completely eliminate this ghost.
"Uncle, wait a minute, I'm keeping you here!"
Lin Qishan suddenly appeared and stood in front of the ghost.
Fei Rong quickly closed his hands and said, "Little brother, why do you want to stop me from killing ghosts? Besides, I'm only more than ten years older than you, so you won't call me uncle! They call me old!"
"Brother, don't rush to destroy it yet, I'll give it a try first!"
Lin Qishan turned around and began to tell the ghosts' fortunes.
"What is your name?"
The ghost said tremblingly: "I told you not to kill me?"
Lin Qishan: "Huh? Are you bargaining?"
Seeing Lin Qishan's threatening look, the ghost immediately said his name.
Fei Rong was also curious about Lin Qishan's Yinming Master skills, so he watched from the side as Lin Qishan pinched his fingers and turned over and over to look at the ghost's face and hands.
Lin Qishan took out a pen and paper and wrote down his fortune.
Ghost Sun Mao
Iron trees, evil mirrors, copper pillars, and mountain of swords are the punishments of hell.
Each one will go through a hundred years and cast into the realm of hungry ghosts.
After pinching the magic formula and injecting energy, the life sign turned into fly ash and reappeared in the hands of the ghost.
Lin Qishan said: "Let's hit the road!"
The ghost looked at the fortune-telling in his hand and knew the consequences of entering the underworld. He immediately begged for mercy in fear.
"No, I don't want to go!"
Lin Qishan said coldly: "If you don't go, your soul will be gone right now! It's your choice!"
The ghost finally chose to enter the underworld to be tortured.
When the Road to the Underworld appeared, Lin Qishan took a special look at Fei Rong, but he didn't react at all, as if he didn't see the Road to the Underworld.
The ghosts and the road to the underworld disappeared, and a ray of yin energy entered Lin Qishan's body.
Seeing the ghost suddenly disappear in front of his eyes, Fei Rong quickly asked: "Where is the ghost? Why did it suddenly disappear?"
Lin Qishan thought that indeed, the other party could not see the path to the underworld.
"Don't worry, brother, I'll send him to where he belongs, and he will never come out to harm others again!"
Fei Rong nodded. Although he didn't know where Lin Qishan had taken the ghost, he just needed to solve it.
"Bang! Die!"
There was a sudden loud noise not far away, and Lin Qishan and Fei Rong ran over quickly.
I saw Wang Dazhuang chasing the ghosts and slashing them with his sword.
Wang Dazhuang's yang energy was as blazing as fire, and coupled with a killing knife, ordinary ghosts did not dare to approach him.
"A strong man, the sword leaves a ghost behind!"
Lin Qishan shouted, these are all his experience points!
