Folk custom: At the beginning of the wedding, the bride takes off her painted skin

Chapter 84 Where is the poor guy?

"Damn it!"

Li Daoxuan suddenly turned his head and looked around, his eyes seeming to spit out fire.

If a ghost comes and stabs him, he can still bear it. After all, his energy and blood are so high, even if he is injured, he will recover in a while.

But I want to steal his money.

This is so much more uncomfortable than killing him!
"Brother Li, what's wrong with you?"

This was the first time that Fang Jie encountered Li Daoxuan who was so arrogant. After all, even last time at the Smiley Inn, Li Daoxuan could still remain calm when facing the innkeeper who didn't know the details.

But now...

"Watch your money."

After Li Daoxuan finished speaking, he first stuffed the purse around his waist into the shroud ghost. As expected, he just put it in.

[You are polluted by a poor ghost, and your ashes are -1. 】

When there is no barrier from the shroud ghost, one incense will be dropped at a time. With the shroud ghost blocking it, only one incense ash will be dropped at a time.

The shroud ghost is indeed a god-like existence!
Fang Jie hurriedly touched the purse on his waist.

It turned out that he had spent all the incense he had at the fallen ghost decorator, and even borrowed money to buy a vulgar utensil.

So there were only dozens of incense ash left on my body.

But now when he touched the purse at his waist, he found it was even more deflated than his pouch!

Not a single ash was left.

When Zhou Xu touched the purse, he knew that there was a lot of incense and ashes missing. After seeing Li Daoxuan's actions, he hurriedly stuffed the purse into the shroud ghost.

"go!"

Zhou Xu only had this idea, if he didn't run away if he offended a pauper, he would really become a pauper!
Li Daoxuan also had the same idea. No matter what happened to the secular restrictions in other industries, what he could do now was to avoid this poor guy first.

But when he turned around, he found that Fang Jie had not moved.

"Why don't you hide your purse first?"

"Both of us don't have a single incense ash!"

Fang Jie said with a sad face.

While the corner of Li Daoxuan's mouth twitched, he already took out the red candle and lit it. In just a moment, the warm candlelight fell down, dispelling the coolness around them.

But then, the red candle began to burn at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn!"

"Boiled!"

Li Daoxuan took one step and left this place. Wherever he passed, the darkness receded.

Zhou Xu and Fang Jie followed closely and quickly avoided the house.

"I finally fucking know why Song Linchuan only gave 1 piece of incense ash when faced with my [goods]."

"Originally, I thought he had fallen into Zhou Xu's vulgar skills, but now it seems that that boy has long been contaminated by the poor ghost."

Li Daoxuan has never hated a ghost so much.

This is also the first time I have lost my composure like this.

The direct red candle burned very quickly. It was not until the three of them passed by the field and reached the mountain forest on the opposite side that its burning speed returned to normal.

But Li Daoxuan was worried, so he took the two of them away again for a while, and then waited for the red candle for a while.

Blow out.

"Damn, fuck!" Li Daoxuan said the national curse directly.

Zhou Xu glanced at him and said, "There are actually poor people in this place."

Fang Jie looked sad and rubbed his eyebrows, "Poor man, this is the most abundant thing in the world. There is no such thing as a poor man. I am also a poor man."

"No, I'm worse than a pauper."

Fang Jie said, sitting on the ground, picking up the empty purse, feeling hopeless.

"I'm a poor guy too."

After Li Daoxuan said sincerely, he turned to look at Zhou Xu with Fang Jie, and said in unison: "You are not."

Zhou Xu rolled his eyes, and then looked back at the burning mountain villa.

"Poor ghosts and the worldly restrictions are probably together. In fact, I just had a guess..."

"what?"

When they got down to business, Li Daoxuan and the two of them stopped joking.

Zhou Xu said slowly: "Most of the secular restrictions were born here. It was only after the ancestor of the Lu family found out and took advantage of this place that he placed the tomb in this place."

"Feng Shui!"

Li Daoxuan was reminded and subconsciously looked at the outline of the mountain col.

The mountains on the left and right sides arch out, and the middle mountain range is slightly shorter to form an inner depression. Two mountain streams flow out from the connection between the mountains on both sides. The flat area in front of the house was developed into a paddy field along the water flow.

There are mountains, rivers and backers... Li Daoxuan relied on his knowledge, well, to be precise, he only studied a little bit at Du Niang in order to improve his output ability when he was surfing the Internet in his previous life.

Other than that, nothing much can be seen.

Zhou Xu was also watching without making a sound, obviously he was also a dabbler in this aspect.

Only a young man wearing white clothes into a black robe pretended to cough and said, "This is the water level of shrimp whiskers, which can be considered a first-class shady place."

"That's probably it."

Zhou Xu nodded generously. "How about it, do you still care about this matter, Brother Li?" Fang Jie asked.

"Tube!"

Li Daoxuan gritted his teeth and said: "I'll go there by myself later. If you come, don't go. Just look at the money here.

If I don't kill that poor guy, damn it, I'll take my money too. "

[The poor man accidentally made a move and provoked the greedy butcher. Go ahead, pick up your butcher's knife and let him know what it means to be a reckless man. Your survival points +5 (green). 】

The panel gave the answer to drum (song) and dance (yong).

"I'll go with you."

Zhou Xu took a step forward.

Li Daoxuan looked at her, shook his head and refused, "You can't keep up with me. If the time comes, I will have to stay and wait for you."

"It's more convenient for me to go alone."

Li Daoxuan said it very tactfully, but Zhou Xu still heard the meaning of his words.

What Li Daoxuan meant was that he disliked her for being too weak. If he followed her, he would be held back, and he might even be distracted from taking care of her.

As for Fang Jie, he had a very clear understanding of his own strength, so he didn't even struggle.

After Li Daoxuan finished speaking, he took off his purse and threw it to Fang Jie.

"Take good care."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Xu said doubtfully: "If you don't have even a single incense ash on you, the poor ghost will not come here. If you want to deal with it, you still need to bring some incense ash with you."

"do not you know?"

"Oh, I forgot." Li Daoxuan looked very calm.

Upon hearing this, Fang Jie used his spare purse to take out all the 18 incense ash from Li Daoxuan's purse, put them in his purse, and handed them over.

Li Daoxuan didn't look at it and stuffed it directly into the shroud ghost.

"gone."

We are still walking along the field ridge, there are no loaches, and there are no words on the panel. It seems that even the poor are not there anymore.

When Li Daoxuan arrived at the door of the house, the place had been completely engulfed in fire, and even the red door was burning with blazing fire.

It's so close, so hot.

Perhaps it was because of the improvement in Qi and blood, Li Daoxuan felt... not bad, it didn't seem to be intolerable.

He casually took out an incense stick from the shroud ghost and lit it in the fire.

Ask Lu Xiang for directions.

After just waiting for a few breaths, the incense that originally rose straight up fell straight down, as if agarwood was lit.

The smoke from the incense went into the ground.

Ghosts are never on the ground, but underground!
Li Daoxuan also had a guess. After all, the tomb was originally underground, so he turned around and looked around. After confirming that there were no other passages nearby, he started to circle around the house.

The lit incense stick was always in his hand.

It never went out.

And the smoke always fell into the ground. Until it came to the backyard, the smoke finally changed a little. It no longer went straight down, but flew into a pile of firewood placed on the stone wall.

Li Daoxuan stepped forward and kicked down the piles of firewood with a strong kick.

What was then revealed was a dark cave.

The smoke from the incense has entered here.

Li Daoxuan was not in a hurry to go in. From the beginning, he noticed that the smoke of Wenluxiang did not branch out, but was always condensed into a wisp.

This shows that Qing Gui, Lu Yuankui and the others were gathered together and did not separate.

Li Daoxuan stopped at the entrance of the cave and once again took out the half-burning Yin candle.

Light it and place it at the entrance of the cave.

The dark wind blew out in bursts, and the flames of the dark candle danced.

Li Daoxuan remained motionless, with one hand on the handle of the butcher's knife, his left eye half red, and he was wary of his surroundings.

There was no movement from the poor ghost yet, but the sound of footsteps was heard again from the depths of the cave.

Li Daoxuan didn't wait for him to appear, then poured a pot of hot oil into it.

As soon as the "chila" sound came out, the aroma of fried loach meat hit your nostrils.

Immediately afterwards, text appeared on the panel, reminding him that an incense ash was missing again.

The poor man was here, right in front of his eyes, but Li Daoxuan moved his dead eyes without noticing it at all.

The scene gets weirder and weirder.

Li Daoxuan even turned around in a circle, but the scene in front of him did not change. There was no pollution, but the poor man was indeed nearby.

Black candlesticks burn very quickly.

There were footsteps again inside the cave, and Li Daoxuan had no intention of dealing with the shroud ghost who had mastered the restrictions of the world.

Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something.

He quickly looked down.

I saw that the shroud ghost tied to his belt was bright red under his dead eyes!
Just like Jian Zhuo, the poor ghost who turned a blind eye came, right under his nose, attached to his shroud ghost.

Swallowing the ashes.

(End of this chapter)