Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 48 The Identity of the Master of Forgetfulness
"No, the current method can only restrict this ghost for a short time, and it is far from being able to imprison it. Perhaps, that demon pestle can do it."
Lin Xian naturally knew the ability of the demon-subduing pestle in the hands of Master Wangyu. It could penetrate his consciousness into the secret room and beat the female ghost to the point of being unable to move. This is the terrifying thing about this supernatural weapon. It was also used against ghost babies before. Able to knock it back to the ground for a few seconds.
Perhaps this is the only way to see it now, since one hit won't work, then a few more hits will always make this ghost unable to move.
Soon, Lin Xiangui stretched out his hand, and in the air where the red lines intersected, a wooden stick made of mahogany appeared in his hand.
With his current ability, it is quite simple to take away things from anyone around him, but most of them are limited to ordinary people.
The feeling of holding the Demonic Pestle is the same as that of an ordinary weapon. The only difference is that this thing is made of wood, but it feels as heavy as a piece of iron in your hand.
"If this thing had negative effects when used, the monk would probably be dead long ago. In this case, even if I use it, it should not have any impact."
Lin Xian held the subduing magic pestle, and using the ghost domain, he came back to the ghost baby, and he also took a few petals of the ghost flower in his hand on the way.
At this time, the ghost baby is still crawling in the ghost domain, very fast, even Lin Xian has to use the ghost domain to catch up.
"It's time to send you back to your mother's womb."
Lin Xian's ghost hand pinched the baby ghost, and using the opportunity of less than a second, he sent the petals in his hand into the ghost's mouth.
With the one-second limit of the ghost hand and the one-second limit of the petals of the ghost flower, many things can be done in two seconds. The ghost was so beaten that he couldn't move.
This is also true. During the period when the ghost baby was restrained, Lin Xian hit the demon-subduing pestle in his hand hard, and the crisp knocking sound echoed in the ghost realm. With just one use, the ghost was briefly beaten. Lost the ability to move.
However, just when he was about to swing the magic pestle again, an invisible gravity made him unable to continue to pick up the magic pestle. He had a hunch that if he didn't let go of this magical weapon, his ghost hand would be crushed. This subduing magic pestle was firmly suppressed.
"Sure enough, supernatural products are not so easy to control. Moreover, this thing is indeed the same as Zhang Wei's ax. It can only be used by ordinary people. If you guessed it right, the stronger your own supernatural power, the more powerful this thing will be. The suppressive power will be stronger. It’s okay to use it once, but if you use it too many times, you will definitely be suppressed by this thing.”
Lin Xian's previous guess was confirmed, but he didn't know how much effect his wave would have on the ghost baby, but visual inspection was definitely much more significant than when Master Wangyu waved it.
Taking advantage of the ghost baby's ability to recover, he revealed the master of forgetting desires in the ghost domain.
At this time, Master Wangyu closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. He could do nothing but pray that things would bring about a turnaround.
"Stop chanting. I just borrowed your Demon Subduing Pestle. I won't be able to use it for long. Before the ghost baby wakes up, I'll go over and deal with it."
Lin Xian threw the Demon-Conquering Pestle to Master Wangyu and said expressionlessly.
Master Wangyu took over the subduing magic pestle. He is also a person who knows how to observe words and expressions. He quickly noticed the ghost baby lying on the ground not far away, and then walked quickly. Before the ghost baby woke up, he was not polite. He used the demon pestle to greet the ghost.
1 minute later.
The ghost baby was completely silent, probably the same as the female ghost in the golden coffin.
Lin Xian then took back the ghost domain and asked Master Wangyu to use the demon-subduing pestle to throw the ghost into a gold box. Under the condition of ensuring absolute safety, he would not use his own ghost abilities too much.
Naturally, the ghost hand cannot capture the ghost baby. If you want to imprison it in the golden box, normal means will obviously not work, so this is also a no-brainer.
The lid of the coffin was opened, but fortunately the female ghost lying inside did not disappear. Lin Xian did not hesitate. He first pinched the ghost with his ghost hands to prevent it from leaving suddenly. After the ghost baby was sent in, he would The ghost hand retracted.
"The catastrophe is over, the catastrophe is over."
The gold box was closed, and Master Wangyu took back the magic pestle. He clasped his hands together and bowed piously to Lin Xian.
However, Lin Xian did not accept this etiquette, and instead stretched out his ghost hand to pinch Master Wangyu against the wall.
"The matter in Chentang Community has been settled. It's time to talk about your matter." Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at Master Wangyu. His sudden change of expression made everyone unable to react.
"I don't have anything worth hiding from the little benefactor." Master Wangyu said calmly.
"Where did you get that demon-conquering pestle you are carrying behind your back?" Lin Xian continued to ask, still not intending to let go.
"The Subduing Demon Pestle was given by the old monk who was just entering the world of mortals, and met a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple on the way." Master Wangyu said.
"When did you go down to the temple? Where is the temple? Does the Taoist priest have any Taoist name?" Seeing Master Wangyu's cooperation, his ghostly hands gradually relaxed.
Master Wangyu said: "I was born in troubled times. At that time, ghosts and ghosts were rampant, and I was only about ten years old when I went down the mountain for alms. The Taoist name I saw was Qingfeng, and the Taoist temple was built at the foot of Maoshan Mountain. Unfortunately, the old man has gone."
"Maoshan Taoist? Are there really Taoists in this world?" Lin Xian's eyes moved slightly. Sure enough, the original work was just the tip of the iceberg of the entire world.
However, he didn't believe that this person would be the so-called Daoist Qingfeng that Master Wangyu said, and most of them were also people who had dealt with ghosts. According to the previous saying, maybe it should be called the 'City God'.
"Wait a minute, if we go back in time, will this time period be the Republic of China?"
Suddenly, an idea came out of his head. This possibility does exist. Judging from the age of Master Wangyu, he was only ten years old when he came down the mountain, and he was caught up in troubled times. Based on this person's current age, it is indeed It can be matched.
"How old are you this year?" Lin Xian suppressed the urgency in his heart and asked again.
"I am already over [-] years old. I can't remember exactly when and what day I was born."
However, Master Wangyu's answer made his heart sink.
"Don't you know the hexagrams?"
"The little benefactor is an outsider, so I can't calculate the hexagrams for myself. What's more, I can't even remember my own horoscope, so how can I start calculating it?" Master Wangyu smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Then how did you calculate just now?" Lin Xian asked.
Master Wang Yu said. "Just now, I was doing a fortune-telling for the benefactor Wang. I figured out the following things from his hexagrams. The benefactor Wang's hexagrams revealed a few touches of white in the ruddy, but fortunately, the calamity has passed, so it is harmless. "
(End of this chapter)