I Just Want to Die

Uncle Hua San went out to call people, and the little Taoist moved his luggage in the house.

　　 "Speaking of it, what about your mother? It stands to reason that she has no less grievances than you, and it should be right."

　　Ajin recalled her memory when she just woke up. At that time, she crawled out of the corpse and didn't even know the situation. How could she care about Hua San Niang's mother.

　　 "I don't know, when I woke up, I was by my side, and I didn't see other ghosts."

　　 was strange to say, the little Taoist followed A Jin all the way, but he didn't see a ghost. This was not the case when he came out with Master, the ghost was very enthusiastic about them.

　　 Creatures have the instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, and the same is true for ghosts. Why do you get together when you see that Mosha is not hiding far away? Looking for death?

　　The little Taoist figured out the key, and he looked at Ajindao: "Otherwise you hide away, what should I do after a while?"

　　 A Jin disdaind: "I just hide as far as they can, and they will know that I am here, you just do what you do, I will converge my breath."

　　 Little priest whispered, you are a big brother, you have to say it.

　　Speaking, Uncle Hua pushed the door in and said: "Dao Dao, all the people in our village who need to do things have arrived. What do you need to prepare?"

　　 "I need a table, three incense sticks...the table is set in the center of the village."

　　Uncle Hua ran and ran to do it. He actually didn't trust the Taoist priest in his heart, but the reason why he did it was nothing more than a psychological comfort, in case it was useful.

　　After everything was ready, the little Taoist took his peach wood sword to the table in the village center.

　　Ajin condensed his breath. Sure enough, after a while, the village began to have a light breeze.

The Taoist priest still had experience in doing things. He saw the timing and waved the peach wood sword. He read the mantra in his mouth. As he learned the mantra faster and faster, the wind in the village also grew stronger. Uncle Hua looked at himself. The sleeves blown by the wind unwittingly wet his eyes.

　　 Without Ajin's breath, the hidden ghosts gathered from all corners of the village to the priests, including the son of Uncle Hua San, who was the young man who first shouted.

　　The little Taoist shouted out seven or eight ghosts. When he saw that the situation was almost the same, he squeezed the paper with mana to carry his mana.

　　 "Set!"

　　The little Taoist shouted, and the ghosts reacted, and he was deceived.

　　 Their teeth and claws are about to rebel. The little Taoist's hand holding the hilt is shaking slightly. He looks at Ajin for help, and Ajin frowns. Can't you a little Taoist punishment to do a ghost?

Ajin Tucao returned to Tucao, but she still helped. Just when the ghosts were angry, they suddenly felt a breath. Their angry eyes were instantly filled with fear. This breath approached the soul and instinctively told them that there was something terrifying. Fuck yourself.

　　 The villagers watched the rune paper made by the little priest standing in the air, and the surrounding wind stopped, and they couldn't help but believe a few points.

　　 "Too edicts, Chaoru lonely soul ..... to save others, anxious and superborn! to save others, anxiously superborn!"

　　The young priest saw that Ajin suppressed them, and he quickly read out the old mantra.

With his spells, the resentment of these ghosts slowly began to dissipate, and the expression on his face was a lot softer. The little Taoist did not remember how many times he had read the old mantra. His tired dizziness only saw the golden light overflowing from the ghosts. He kept talking, his eyes signaled Uncle Hua.

　　Uncle Hua had already communicated with him before. He knew how to command everyone to burn paper and incense, and said what he wanted to say to the paper in his hand.

　　Because of the supernatural power of the Taoist priests, these ghosts calmed down and slowly recovered their senses. The burnt paper and their fragrances became their new clothes and new shoes.

　　Uncle Hua and his family cried while crying, and kept talking about their own blame, when a male ghost came to them, kneeling on his knees, and knotted his head deeply. Other ghosts also ran away to say goodbye to their families, but unfortunately, ghosts had a farewell. Even though it was a farewell, their families could not see it.

　　 The little priest watched the ghosts who had finished saying goodbye, and he remembered the old mantra again. This time the ghosts wished, and it was very easy to dissolve into golden light.

　　After the ghosts dissipated, a few gleams of golden light flew towards him. The little Taoist quickly took out his little gourd to catch it. After a series of things were done, he was paralyzed on the ground.

　　 Previously only watched his master do it. He was on the side. He did not expect that he would be so tired for the first time today. Without the help of San Niang, he might plant it today.

　　 "Hehe, blindly."

　　 The young Taoist listened to A Jin's sarcasm, but he felt helpless, and the gratitude he had just raised was gone. He lowered his voice and said angrily:

　　 "This is the first time I have no experience!"

　　 Ajin pouted: "Who is not the first time? I am also a ghost for the first time!"

　　The little Taoist stared blankly at Ajin, but he was speechless.

　　Uncle Hua stepped forward and pulled the little Taoist up: "You are working hard, Taoist, have they all gone smoothly?"

　　 "I have gone, you can rest assured."

　　Uncle Hua wiped tears from the corners of his eyes: "Hey, just go, just go."

　　 The little Taoist's eyes rolled and glanced at the San Niang beside him:

　　 "Sir, I still have one thing that I don't know. Could you please answer the question."

　　After Uncle Hua saw his skills~www.ltnovel.com~I was really convinced by him. Hearing this and asked him, Uncle Hua San said without hesitation:

　　 "Your village chief didn't come? I think your village seems to have some grievances."

　　 mentioned the village head, and Uncle Hua San frowned again.

　　 "He, he lost his beloved wife and daughter overnight, and that's the kind of thing that can't come out in a while. It's all for us, us useless people."

　　 said Uncle Hua San shed tears again, and the atmosphere of the surrounding villagers also dimmed for a while.

　　 "Our family hangs for funerals, it is for San Niang and her mother, our lives are given by them!"

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Little Taoist Da Yi said awe-inspiringly: "Since that is the case, then I have to help even more. Such a Da Yi person is rare in the world!"

　　A Jin looked at him and talked, as if he was already in the chest.

　　 Uncle Hua took him to the village head's house, the gate of the village head's house was closed, and the door was covered with white damask and black cloth.

　　 The little Taoist walked and aimed at Ajin floating in mid-air, afraid that she was too close to her house, and she suddenly made an unwise move.

　　Uncle Hua stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Brother! Brother! Are you at home?"

　　 No one in the courtyard responded. Uncle Hua San had a stronger effort to shoot the door, but unfortunately no one answered.

　　Ajin was impatient and went straight through the door. The little Taoist was frightened, and his uncle would rush in.

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