Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 42 Two Ghosts
Master Wang followed the little Taoist into the quiet hall behind the Taoist temple.

The little Taoist said: "Master is inside, I will send you here, the business ahead is busy, I have to greet the pilgrims."

Master Wang took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into the little Taoist's hand, saying: "The little Taoist has worked hard."

The leader of the trail weighed the weight, stuffed the money into his sleeve pocket, and smiled brighter: "Please."

Master Wang took a deep breath and entered the quiet hall.

There is nothing else in the quiet hall, only a cloud bed, an incense burner, and a copper lamp.

And the word "Longevity" pasted on the wall behind the cloud bed.

Daoist Zhen sat on the cloud bed, and when he saw Master Wang, he didn't open his eyes, he still adjusted his breath and breathed out.

Master Wang didn't dare to interrupt, he stood at the door and waited quietly.

It wasn't until his back was sore and his legs were weak that Zhen Daochang let out a long breath and said, "Why did you come here before the time?"

Master Wang smiled obsequiously: "Master Dao, you have already been searching for the cauldron furnace, and it will be delivered to the mountain in the next day."

Daoist Zhen's complexion was only a little better, he opened his eyes to look at him, and said, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Only then did Master Wang say: "My disciple recently practiced kung fu, but he felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and his back was under heavy pressure. Yesterday, he even slipped his waist. I'm afraid it's because his practice has gone wrong, so he didn't dare to delay, so I came here to ask for advice."

Daoist Zhen glanced at him strangely: "However, a little Qi Qi Guanqiao can also be practiced?"

Master Wang listened to the contempt in his words, but he didn't dare to get angry, instead he apologized and said with a smile: "The aptitude of the disciple is dull."

Daoist Zhen didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense, so he waved his hands and said, "Forget it, come and get lucky, and I'll see what went wrong."

Master Wang was overjoyed, and quickly climbed up to Daoist Zhen, closed his eyes and mobilized the meager "magic power" on his body.

Zhen Daochang put his hand on his shoulder, feeling his qi going out of the way, and seeing his stumbling and tortoise-like luck, he immediately became impatient, and his heart was indeed a rotten piece of wood.

Waiting patiently for his luck to return, he said, "Aren't you lying to me? Aren't you all right?"

Master Wang said: "How could it be? My shoulders are heavy and my back pain is unbearable. Since I didn't practice my kung fu, could it be that I was entangled by ghosts?"

Daoist Zhen said: "You are not stupid."

Daoist Zhen pondered, "Your house hasn't been cleaned for some time. I'll go to your house tomorrow to have a look and then clean it."

Master Wang said happily, "Thank you, Daoist."

He expressed his doubts again: "Then what should I do now?"

Daoist Zhen said: "It's just a mere evil, you can break it with a wave of your hand."

Daoist Zhen circulated his mana, and cursed: "Honor Tianyang responds with a manifestation, exorcising ghosts and subduing demons, as urgently as a law."

As soon as Daoist Zhen pointed at Master Wang, a crimson light fell on him, burning like a flame.

The red light was fleeting, and Master Wang felt relaxed all of a sudden, and said: "The Taoist priest has boundless mana, and he will live forever."

Hearing what he said, Daoist Zhen showed a little self-confident smile: "Whatever ghost he is, if he is burned by my Tianyang divine fire, he will be turned into ashes."

Master Wang said with a smile: "Daoist Zhen is a living immortal, just a mere evil spirit. Seeing Daoist Priest, he would be frightened out of his wits."

Daoist Zhen laughed and said: "You have already mastered the method of collecting qi, so don't slack off. Wait until I have perfected my magical skills, and then I will practice the magic medicine. Although I can't guarantee your immortality, it will prolong your life and live two or three years." A hundred years is more than enough."

Master Wang was overjoyed and said: "Thank you, Daoist Priest. When the Taoist Priest achieves great success, I will be able to enjoy it too."

Zhen Daochang said with deep meaning: "The cauldron you sent is related to my practice, so don't make any mistakes."

Master Wang said: "Don't worry, Daoist, there will only be more, not less! I'll go back and urge them."

Mr. Wang rushed out of the Taoist temple excitedly. He was inconvenient when he came, but his face was full of joy when he left.

No one noticed a sparrow parked outside the window, turned its head, and flew away.

Master Wang was overwhelmed by Daoist Zhen's magical powers, and only thought that his spells were superb.

But he didn't know that in the eyes of the sparrow, the divine fire of the sun was actually a red tongue.

A light lick of the tongue not only broke Gong Mengbi's overpowering technique left on Master Wang, but also scraped off three levels of Master Wang's energy.

Looking at the vigor of dragons and tigers, with a happy face, it is just similar to the effect of the "Yan Wang Tie" of the drug seller that Gong Mengbi uncovered in Wuning County.

It's just that Master Wang still has a lot of beauties to pick up, so even if the energy passes, there won't be any sequelae.

The sparrow flew down the mountain with Master Wang, and the carriage dangled towards the county seat of Yongkang County. The sparrow was parked on the roof of the carriage, also dangling and dozing off.

But Gong Mengbi's real body has been hidden in Xilong Mountain.

It was getting dark.

There are no pilgrims in the Yin-Yang concept.

But the candles in the temple are brightly lit, and the incense is not extinguished. The incense candles left by believers will not be extinguished even if they are burned until tomorrow night.

The moon is out.

The little Taoist priest in the Yin Yang Temple closed the door and reported to Daoist Zhen: "Master, the time has come."

Daoist Zhen nodded, and gently twisted on the copper lamp holder in the quiet room. With the rotation of the lotus lamp holder, the word "Longevity" on the wall behind the cloud bed slowly separated, revealing a stone door.

The two masters and apprentices walked into the stone gate, and the word "longevity" slowly closed together, leaving behind a glorious wall.

Gong Mengbi stood outside the Taoist temple, intending to go in to see what happened, but after all, he was afraid of the two big ghosts and dared not intrude without authorization.

After the two masters and apprentices entered the secret room, on the shrine enshrined in the Taoist temple, Venerable Tianyang and Mrs. Diyin slowly stood up and patrolled around the Taoist temple to protect the safety of the Taoist temple.

Venerable Tianyang is a yang ghost, his whole body is flaming, his body is red, his eyes are like copper bells, his red eyes are round, his red hair rises like fire, he has a round nose and round mouth with huge fangs.

Mrs. Diyin is a ghost, her whole body shines brightly, her whole body is as white as jade, her eyes are like thin threads, sharper than a fox, occasionally blue eyes can be seen flickering in the thin thread-like eyes, her black hair is piled up like a mountain, her small nose is thin Long mouth, like a red string.

Yang Gui is red in color, with open and scattered facial features. A big face is filled with facial features, but his body is slender.

Yin Gui is white, with gathered facial features, his face is like a full moon, but the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose are gathered in the center, half of his face is blank, but his body is plump and round.

These Yin and Yang ghosts are ghosts and gods, but they are far more intelligent than the five ghosts that Gong Mengbi subdued before.

Daoist Zhen, who cultivated these two ghosts, surpassed Xu Banxian by a few in practice. The yin and yang ghosts and gods are both of the eighth rank.

Gong Mengbi just glanced at it during the day, and he felt apprehensive. Now that he was spying quietly, he realized that this was beyond what he could handle.

If there is only one, he is confident that he can fight, but in this situation, he can only temporarily avoid the edge.

At this moment, the Yang ghost suddenly turned his head and looked towards the forest.

The flame-like pupils looked straight at Gong Mengbi's direction.

After a while, the Yang ghost seemed a little puzzled, but he didn't investigate further, but continued to walk around the Taoist temple.

　In order not to stay up late, rush! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)