Only I Can Use Summoning

The man's eyebrows were bushy and connected in a straight line, his face was not angry and majestic, and his whole body exuded a sense of righteousness, which made people feel a sense of security involuntarily.

The image of this person is exactly the same as the Maoshan Taoist played by Lin Zhengying in Zhang Ze's memory.

A verse suddenly appeared in his mind:

Half a bowl of clear water shines on heaven and earth,

A magic talisman kills ghosts and gods.

Stepping on the yin and yang gossip steps,

Holding a wooden sword in his hand, he cut off the demon soul.

Tears and wine in Heroic Land,

Dao Qi lasts forever.

The red string glutinous rice is still there today,

I don't see Taoist Lin back then!

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Seeing Zhang Ze staring at him in a daze, Uncle Jiu said, "What am I doing? I'm not a ghost!"

"Oh." Zhang Ze quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Return the life of my mother and child!"

The female ghost suddenly rushed towards Zhang Ze. Uncle Jiu frowned, stepped forward and pushed Zhang Ze away, and pressed his **** finger on the female ghost's forehead.

Green smoke rose from the female ghost's forehead, she let out a shrill scream, flew up to the roof with a whoosh, and disappeared.

Ah Wen had subdued the zombie, ran to Uncle Jiu, and reminded him, "Master, this female ghost still has a child."

"I know." Uncle Jiu looked around the roof with sharp eyes, and said, "This is a mother and son ghost. In order to find food for her child, the mother ghost will pretend to be lost at night and knock on the door for help. If the door is opened, no one in the family will die." Can't live!"

"Fuck! So fierce?" Dragon King was surprised.

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhang Ze with a displeased face, and asked, "Didn't I tell you not to open the door if someone knocks at night?"

"This... No one told me." Zhang Ze scratched his head, his face full of innocence.

"Awen! Didn't you tell them about this?" Uncle Jiu turned to Awen, who suddenly looked embarrassed and said, "I, I forgot..."

"Oh!" Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly, he really didn't know how to educate this stupid apprentice.

The giant **** asked: "This master, where did that female ghost go?"

Uncle Jiu said: "It's still in this lobby, because her child is also here."

Everyone followed his gaze, and saw the dead child curled up next to a coffin, watching them secretly.

"I'll catch him!" Ah Wen took out the yellow talisman from his pocket and volunteered to catch the kid.

In fact, he felt that the little ghost should be easier to catch than the female ghost, so he just showed it in front of the master and made up for his mistakes.

Uncle Jiu nodded and continued to search for the whereabouts of the female ghost. Zhang Ze, Giant God and others were also helping.

However, the female ghost was very cunning, she didn't move at all, as if she had disappeared.

"Where did this female ghost hide?" Yiye Zhiqiu looked puzzled.

The Dragon King said: "I see, the female ghost has already run away?"

Uncle Jiu took out a gossip compass from his arms, made a formula in his hand, and pointed at the compass, and the pointer on it would rotate by itself.

"Here!"

Seeing that the red end of the pointer was pointing to the north, Zhang Ze immediately turned his head to look, and found that the female ghost was hiding behind a pillar, staring at them viciously.

"If we go up together, we will definitely kill her!" Dragon King rolled up his sleeves.

"Physical superpowers should be useless for the ghosts in this world!" He moved his knife and shook his head emotionally: "We still have to rely on Taoism."

Everyone looked at Uncle Jiu, and saw that he walked up to the ancestral tablet, bowed and bowed, took down an oil lamp, walked up to Zhang Ze and the others, and said, "Which one of you take off your clothes and give it to me."

"Why take off your clothes?" The Dragon King looked curious.

Uncle Jiu looked at him and said, "It's up to you, take off your clothes, hurry up!"

"Why?" The Dragon King looked depressed, but in order to catch the female ghost, he still took off his clothes and handed them to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu laid the Dragon King's clothes flat on the ground, dipped his fingers in lamp oil, and wrote something on the clothes, then picked up the clothes and walked towards the female ghost.

"Ah Luo, use my gossip disk to keep an eye on the female ghost's movements."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's voice, Zhang Ze froze for a moment, pointed at himself and asked, "Did Ah Luo call me?"

"Who else is there besides you?" Uncle Jiu said angrily, "You let the mother and child ghosts in, and you have to tie the bell to untie the bell. Later, you will find a place for the two of them to rest."

"Oh." Zhang Ze responded, but his heart was at a loss.

Looking for a place to stay? How to find it?

"Mind your own business! Smelly Taoist!"

The female ghost hid behind the pillar and bared her teeth at Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu showed no signs of fear. He opened his clothes and covered the female ghost's head.

The female ghost moved very quickly, dodged to the side, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"What the **** is this old man doing? Even the female ghost dare not fight him head-on."

The Dragon King was shirtless and amazed.

"This is an authentic descendant of Maoshan, with one eyebrow and a Taoist priest, known as Uncle Nine!"

Zhang Ze introduced in a respectful tone: "Gods and ghosts are not afraid!"

"So powerful? I don't believe it!" The Dragon King expressed doubts. His family had been cheated of a lot of money by the magic stick before, so he hated people who go to cheat and kidnap people in the name of exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts.

"Ah Luo, where did the female ghost go?"

Uncle Jiu called to Zhang Ze, Zhang Ze hurriedly looked at the gossip plate, saw the pointer pointing to the south, and immediately shouted: "Uncle Jiu, it's to the south!"

Seeing that her whereabouts were discovered, the female ghost hurriedly changed places.

However, no matter where she went, she could be pointed out accurately by the gossip disk.

Soon, she was forced into a corner by Uncle Jiu, and seeing that she had no way out, the female ghost became ruthless and wanted to fight Uncle Jiu to the death.

It's a pity that she is no match for Uncle Jiu.

When she was rushing towards him, Uncle Ninth dodged to the side like a matador, and the clothes in his hand swung the female ghost head-on, covering her completely.

Uncle Jiu pinched a tactic with his right hand, and pointed at the clothes, and flames burst into flames!

The flames quickly joined together to form a spell, which he had written with lamp oil before.

"ah!"

The female ghost screamed in her clothes, and her body writhed wildly, as if in extreme pain.

"Find a jar!"

Uncle Jiu yelled at Zhang Ze and the others while holding down the female ghost in his clothes.

Several people immediately split up to look for it, and quickly found an empty jar from the bedroom, and moved it in front of Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu drew a talisman against the jar, then pointed the female ghost at the mouth of the jar, and said in a low voice, "Take it!"

brush!

The female ghost was sucked into the altar together with her clothes. Uncle Jiu pasted a yellow talisman on the altar, pulled the Dragon King over, let him sit on it, and told him, "Don't move around."

"Why me again?" Dragon King put on a bitter face.

After tidying up the female ghost, Uncle Jiu looked at Awen again. At this time, Awen was being played around by that dead child, with several bumps on his head and paint on his face, and he was angrily shouting to the little ghost: "Wait!" If I catch you, I will blow your **** open!"

"Lululu!"

The dead child stuck out his little black tongue at him with disdain on his face.

Uncle Jiu hugged his shoulders and asked, "Awen, can you do it?"

"I, I have tried my best, Master!" Awen lowered his head with a bitter face.

Shaking his head bitterly, Uncle Jiu said to Zhang Ze: "You go catch the kid, remember, the kid is greedy, find something to eat to tempt him."

"good!"

Zhang Ze looked around and saw a lot of fruit offerings scattered beside the altar that was knocked over by the female ghost just now, so he had a plan and immediately walked over to pick one up.

"Little ghost, do you want to eat the offering fruit? It's very fragrant!"

Zhang Ze took the offering fruit and tempted the little ghost, but the little ghost was very cunning and refused to be fooled.

Zhang Ze was not in a hurry, he took a big mouthful, and said intoxicatedly, "This fruit is really delicious!"

The little ghost watched Zhang Ze eat several offerings in one go, couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, and crawled towards Zhang Ze involuntarily.

"Raksha, don't let this brat be afraid!"

The Dragon King shouted excitedly, but Uncle Jiu covered his mouth and said, "Don't scare the kid away."

At this time, the little ghost had already crawled in front of Zhang Ze, and the distance between the two was less than one meter.

The little ghost stared straight at the fruit, and refused to crawl over for a long time.

It could be seen that this kid was very cautious, but he couldn't resist his greed, and finally crawled towards Zhang Ze little by little.

Zhang Ze put an offering fruit to his mouth, pretending to eat it, keeping his eyes on the kid while calculating the distance and time in his mind.

Finally, the little ghost crawled in front of Zhang Ze, and the best time had come. Zhang Ze made a lightning strike and grabbed the dead child's arm.

"Yeah!"

The kid woke up in an instant, yelling.

Zhang Ze held him tightly with both hands, and shouted to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, I caught him, what should I do next?"

Uncle Jiu had already made his move. He rushed to the little ghost, and wrote a spell on his back with his **** fingers.

"Okay, you can let go."

Uncle Jiu patted Zhang Ze, nodded in satisfaction and said, "You did a great job, much better than my stupid apprentice."

Awen on the side lowered his head in shame.

After stuffing the little ghost into the previous jar, Uncle Jiu said to Zhang Ze: "After dawn, you can find a place for the mother and son to settle down."

"Well, Uncle Jiu, how do you find it?" Zhang Ze was in a dilemma, he didn't know Maoshan Taoism, let alone Feng Shui.

"This is simple." Uncle Jiu said: "I will tell you the method after dawn. Everyone has been tossing all night, so go to bed first."

Awen yawned and said, "I didn't sleep much all night..."

Seeing Uncle Jiu staring at him, he quickly lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

"By the way, Uncle Jiu, why am I here?" Zhang Ze scratched his head and said, "I don't remember anything, I seem to have lost my memory."

There was no hint in this level of Demon Realm, so Zhang Ze didn't know why he was in Yizhuang, nor did he know what relationship he had with Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu was not surprised, and said: "You have been enchanted by magic, so you don't remember who you are."

"Sorcerer?" Zhang Ze was startled, and the faces of Giant God, Yiye Zhiqiu and others also changed.

what's the situation? Hit at the beginning?

"What sorcery have we fallen into?" Dragon King asked hastily.

"I've only seen this kind of sorcery in ancient books." Uncle Jiu pinched his chin and muttered, "However, this kind of sorcery has been lost since then. I don't know why it appeared on you."

He asked impassively, "What effect does this sorcery have on us?"

"It will kill you!" Uncle Jiu said with a serious expression, "Take a look at your belly button first."

Several people looked down and found a small red circle around the navel, which was not painted on, but inside the flesh.

"This circle will get bigger and bigger, and when it's big enough for a person to pass through, your time of death will come!"

Zhang Ze and the others felt creepy after hearing this, and Zhang Ze hurriedly asked, "Who cast a spell on us?"

"I don't know either. Your amnesia should also be related to this person. He doesn't want people to know his identity." Uncle Jiu comforted them: "But you don't have to worry, I will find a way to save you."

"Thank you Uncle Jiu!"

Zhang Ze looked grateful. He knew that Uncle Jiu was kind-hearted and would not refuse to save him.

"By the way, Uncle Jiu, there is one more thing I want to ask."

Zhang Ze asked about the key and the Shimen. Uncle Jiu looked blank: "What key is Shimen? I haven't seen it before."

At this time, the sound of **** crowing came from outside, and the east side was gradually brightened.

Several people returned to the bedroom and continued to sleep. After a while, Ah Wen's loud snoring sounded in the room.

Zhang Ze and others whispered about the current situation.

"This demon realm is very strange." Moving the knife, he looked at the surrounding environment without emotion, and said, "If according to what A Wen said, this is the era of the Republic of China, then we should have returned to the past."

"However, in the history of our Great Xia Kingdom, there have never been such things as demons and ghosts. These are all feudal superstitions."

"But just now we saw zombies and female ghosts, so this may not be our world, but a parallel world."

The Dragon King scratched his head: "You talk too much, what do you mean?"

"Immortal means that we have returned to the past in the parallel world, and there are monsters and ghosts in this world." Yiye Zhiqiu explained to the Dragon King.

But Zhang Ze thought further: "In the 21st year of the Republic of China, that is, in 1932, the normal historical trajectory, the War of Resistance Against Japan has now broken out. I don't know if the Daxia Kingdom has been invaded by the Fusang Kingdom in this world."

They are now in Yizhuang, which seems to be a very remote place, and they cannot know the specific situation of the outside world. They can only go to a larger place, such as a town.

"Don't worry about this, we are already very tired, let's go offline and rest first." Giant God rubbed his temples, and said wearily: "Although I just slept for a while, it is better to sleep in the real world to relieve fatigue."

The five said goodbye to each other and went offline separately.

…

"The mansion of the French rich man Jean Bazel, who was murdered a while ago, was sold for 130 million US dollars yesterday, setting a new record for the transaction price of a lakeside estate..."

Duncan put down his teacup ~www.readwn.com~ and moved his eyes to the TV screen.

"I didn't expect that one Zhang Ze would kill four Shuguang leaders..."

He shook his head slightly, and said to himself: "If the envoy of the gods gets rid of this guy earlier, they won't die."

"However, the behavior of the envoy cannot be deduced by common sense. It can only be said that Zhang Ze is very lucky."

A servant came over and said respectfully in Duncan's ear, "Mr. Duncan, the team members are ready. We can follow you to explore the Demon Realm."

"very good."

Duncan got up and said, "Tell them, we are going to the fifty-second floor of the Demon Realm this time, and we will meet a man in black robes. This man is very important, and no one is allowed to attack him!"

"Yes." Watching the servant retreat, Duncan raised the back of his hand, and the pattern on it was emitting a faint light. He snorted and said, "Zhang Ze, let you live a little longer, after I have completely cleared the Demon Realm, I'll screw your head off with my own hands!"