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"Open the altar, practice!"

Seeing that the ghosts in the mahjong board were planning to play tricks, Lin Jiuying no longer hesitated.

He took out two red candles from the backpack on the side and lit them, and placed them on both ends of the table. Then he took out three more incense sticks and inserted them into the rice bowl respectfully. Then he stepped on the Yin-Yang Bagua Steps, and squeezed the magic formula with one hand. Mindful of words.

"The elf, unknown name, gave you three ghosts, came to my altar court, read the mantra, and the sky quickly appeared, breaking the army heard my order, the gods and ghosts took the form of electricity, and hurried like a law!"

The Fa Jue thought in his mouth, Lin Jiuying stretched out his finger and pointed to the incense stick in the bowl. In the next second, a flame emerged from his fingertips, instantly igniting the incense in front of him. Looking at the lit incense head, Lin Jiuying's face lit up. With a stern expression on his face, his index and middle fingers came together around the fragrant head, and then pointed to where Ah Hao was.

Under the gazes of Lao Qian and others, a wisp of white smoke emerged from the incense head, circled in mid-air, and then drifted towards the living room as if under some kind of guidance.

This unreasonable scene naturally made the awe in the eyes of the surrounding people a little more obvious.

Obviously, this Daoist Lin is not a person who has gained a false reputation, but a true Taoist who has practiced in his body.

And as the smoke drifted away, the hands of the three ghosts who were preparing to do tricks, who were rubbing the mahjong tiles before the mahjong table, couldn't help but stop.

"You guys, do you smell anything?"

Aunt Tai stuck her head out, sniffed both sides, and asked the other two ghosts.

"Listening to what you said, there is indeed a smell around."

Wrinkling his nose and taking a breath, Uncle Yu also replied with a gloomy face, and at the same time looked at Brother Long beside him, his gloomy expression a little surprised.

Under normal circumstances, after turning into ghosts, they have no senses. For them, everything is nothingness. They can't eat or drink water, and they can't even touch anything when they just turned into ghosts. , they will be extremely eager for the real world, so they will want to win what they want by playing mahjong, including the other party's body.

Among the three ghosts, Uncle Yu had been dead for the longest time and had been a ghost for the longest time.

This is the first time it has smelled since it became a ghost.

Faced with this sudden smell, the ghosts took a deep breath subconsciously, and with their actions, three faint figures appeared in front of the mahjong table.

"This is?!"

Standing behind Lin Jiuying, everyone exclaimed when they saw the figure appearing on the mahjong table.

As the saying goes, hearing is false, seeing is true.

Although Lao Qian knew that the existence of playing mahjong with him was a ghost, but when a few people saw the three vague figures appearing in the living room with their own eyes, they still shouted out subconsciously.

With the exclamations of several people, the ghost who was originally at the mahjong table seemed to have noticed the people not far away.

They twisted their heads and looked gloomily. The first thing they saw was Lin Jiuying standing in front of the table with a righteous face.

"master!"

The mahjong that was playing well stopped suddenly, and with the abnormal reaction of the ghosts in his eyes, Ah Hao immediately realized that it was his master who had done it.

Looking back at Lin Jiuying standing in front of the altar, she couldn't help but blurt out.

"master?!"

Hearing the name from Ah Hao's mouth, the gloomy expression of Uncle Yu, who was opposite him, changed a bit, staring at Lin Jiuying at the table and asked gloomily.

"You did all this?"

Nodding to Ah Hao in front of the mahjong table, he signaled to him to stay calm. Lin Jiuying and the ghosts in the living room looked at each other, then clasped their fists and said politely, "Everyone, it's true that people and ghosts have different paths, since they have changed. If you become a ghost, then you shouldn’t be greedy for reality anymore, ghosts have ghosts, and people are human, I think otherwise, you will disperse this mahjong game first…”

Lin Jiuying put on a polite appearance, no doubt in the name of the idea of ​​​​before soldiers.

However, apparently the three ghosts in the living room don't eat that.

"The mahjong game is scattered?"

"who do you think You Are!"

He patted the mahjong table and made a dull sound. Brother Long, who had a knife in his chest, looked at Lin Jiuying gloomily and said.

"I advise you, this guy, don't meddle in your own business, or else I'll do it with you too."

Even if he became a ghost, Brother Long did not change his attitude.

And as its voice fell, the other two ghosts stood up from the mahjong table tacitly, and looked at Lin Jiuying gloomily.

Obviously, Brother Long's statement is their attitude at the moment.

After finally grabbing a guy, they naturally couldn't let go so easily.

"Looks like there's nothing to talk about?"

Facing Brother Long's arrogant attitude, Lin Jiuying's expression did not change, she just shook her head slightly and said with a sigh.

"Ahao, get out of the way!"

Since the persuasion was useless, Lin Jiuying did not hesitate any more, and he shouted to Ah Hao at the mahjong table.

"Okay, master."

The latter nodded and quickly jumped off the mahjong table.

As the apprentice stepped aside, Lin Jiuying immediately reached out and picked up a grain of rice from the incense stick and placed it on the candle beside it.

Bang!

In the next second, Lin Jiuying saw the rice grains on Lin Jiuying's fingertips turn into flames. Qu Zhi bounced the flames from the rice grains into the small bowl containing the rooster blood, and the whole bowl of chicken blood ignited instantly.

Inserting his fingers into the burning rooster blood and stirring for a few times, Lin Jiuying's expression did not change in the face of the flaming flames in the bowl, as if the flames burning in the bowl had no effect on his fingers.

While stirring the blood of the burning rooster, Lin Jiuying grabbed the willow branch on the right hand side and stepped on the Yin-Yang Bagua step. , Ghosts come to the other mountain, thousands of evils can't get them out, Wanxie can't get rid of them, and they are in a hurry. "

Reciting the incantation, Lin Jiuying picked up the chicken blood in the bowl and wiped the willow branch in his hand. With this action, a faint red light flashed on the surface of the original green willow branch.

Grabbing the willow branch that was glowing red in his hand, Lin Jiuying jumped up, jumping over the half-height table in front of him as light as a swallow, striding to the three ghosts in the living room, waving the willow branch Hit them.

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As the red light on the surface of the willow branch flickered, the drawn ghost made a shrill scream as if it had been slashed by a sharp blade. This kind of damage to the spirit body was even more painful than hitting a human body. .

"what!"

They originally relied on themselves to be ghosts, so they behaved recklessly.

But the willow branches in Lin Jiuying's hands broke their illusions. Facing Lin Jiuying who was killing all directions in front of him, the three ghosts could only desperately cover their heads and keep running around in the living room to avoid the willow branches' whipping.