Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

This world.

Room 4, 4th Floor, Building 2, Chunhua Apartment.

In the small living room, there was a gust of wind and ghosts.

The hungry ghost probed his brain at the door of the toilet. The hanged ghost hung on the ceiling fan and slowly wandered around. The drowning ghost was covered with edema and stuffed the corner of the wall. Ghosts, white ghosts, niggers...There were all kinds of ghosts and charms all over, staring at Li Changan on the sofa, or a jar in Li Changan's hands.

The jar is an ordinary jar, a bargain of about ten yuan on Taobao, but the contents are not simple.

Before his return this time, Li Changan cheekedly asked Longtu for a small spell called "Yin Zhai Altar Spell". Specifically, a house made of paper tied with yellow symbols is burned to ashes, then put into a jar, and then burned with incense to make offerings so that ghosts can live.

Li Changan held a clay pot in his hand, and the ghosts saw it, but it was a big and beautiful house.

Group of ghosts in the ring attendant.

"Hmm."

Li Changan adjusted his throat and showed the training results of being fooled into the real estate sales industry after graduating from university.

He held the jar, and his saliva flew wildly:

"Three-storey single-family villas, with transparent north-south units, separate moving and static wet and dry. Equipped with swimming pools, underground garages, and large air-entry gardens. Famous design, exquisite decoration, Chinese, European, modern and simple, three styles for you Choice. The appliances are complete, the materials are exquisite, the floor is marble, the cabinets are log, and the bed is velvet..."

Li Chang'an finished speaking in one breath, and he didn't let his breath go, but seeing the sparkling eyes of the ghosts, he couldn't help feeling: This house is worthy of the pursuit of the Chinese from life to death.

It seems stable this time.

He chuckled.

"With such a good house to live in, do you still live in the toilet?"

The starving ghost "biu" got out of the toilet.

"With such a good house, do you still hang the fan?"

The hanged ghost hurriedly untied himself from the fan.

"With such a big house, would you still be squeezed with other ghosts?"

The spirits were raging, shaking their heads together, and the atmosphere in the field reached a climax for a while.

But.

"Let's not be fooled by his rhetoric."

A cold sentence made the enthusiasm of the ghosts a little bit stagnant.

The smile on the Taoist priest's face was also stiff, his eyes swept across the ghost, and he quickly locked the corner of the wall.

Oh, Boss Wu, don't think that if you shrink in a corner and bury your face in the fat, I don't know you are talking.

However, the Taoist priest did not expose him, but just sneered and watched.

"Our house has a total of three rooms and two halls. The Taoist priests have only one second bedroom. We add up to divide the master bedroom and another second bedroom. But these jars are placed in the second bedroom by the Taoist priests. We all live in the jars and enter. In the second bedroom, he will put the yellow talisman on when the time comes. Does the master bedroom still have anything to do with us? He wants to encroach on our activity space!"

Lao Wu almost raised his arms and shouted.

"Comrades, you can't be defeated by the landlord's sugar-coated cannonballs!"

At this moment, a group of ghosts suddenly realized, but due to the **** of the Taoist priests, they dared to whisper to each other.

The Taoist priests were not in a hurry, and only waited for them to say enough before they returned unhurriedly:

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that Poor Dao's energy is limited. There are actually only three single-family villas, and the rest are small flat buildings. Some..."

The Taoist spread his hands.

"Mud house."

As soon as this remark came out, the ghost chatter in the room suddenly stopped.

And the Taoist priest turned towards the bedroom and said with a smile:

"Boss Wu, what are you doing in a hurry? Do you want me to help?"

The ghosts followed, but saw that Mr. Wu quietly moved to the door of the bedroom, with a swollen body stuck on the door frame. Seeing the group of ghosts cast their eyes, they returned an awkward but polite smile.

Then, he tried desperately to squeeze into the door, but the door frame was too petite for him, and under the pressure, I saw layers of edema, "puff puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff?"

the other side.

"Oops."

Li Changan "accidentally" smashed the jar to the ground again, slapped his hands, and said in a special voice:

"It's all because I was not careful. Look, there is one less three-storey single-family villa, and one more unlucky ghost lives in a brick house."

The voice fell.

With a "coax", the group of ghosts swarmed towards the bedroom.

The Taoist happily watched the chicken and dog jump, got up slowly, and paced to the door of the master bedroom.

"Snapped."

A yellow sign is posted.

After that, he didn't rush in, copying his hands and waiting at the door.

Not long after, the swarming ghosts swarmed back again, and they were chattering around Li Changan.

"There is no water in the pool."

"Go to the water plant."

"There is no car in the garage."

"Go to Mercedes."

"There is no electricity in the appliances."

"Go to the power supply bureau."

"WiFi has no signal."

"Look for a move."

...

Can't be a ghost.

"Aren't you a lie?"

"Pooh."

"I'm a liar."

………………

The joke is a joke.

Li Changan wanted this master bedroom for other purposes, and it was indeed inconvenient for ghosts to enter.

At the cost of a ghost and a drumstick, all of them were dismissed, and Li Changan took up his sleeves and began to take care of the master bedroom.

First move out the unnecessary furniture such as the bed, wardrobe, and then sweep it around, and then move a screen to divide the master bedroom into two spaces, one large and one small.

The small one serves as a quiet room and the large one serves as a collection room.

Li Chang'an's collection is of course not a text antique, but objects obtained after slaying monsters through shuttles.

There are six pieces in total.

One is the human skin left by the painter. The Taoist priest originally planned to get a plastic model to put it on, but when he thought about it, he was a bit perverted, so he stopped thinking and only put it in a wooden box.

The second is the moon lamp offered by the white fox. This thing is Li Changan's favorite. The moon wine obtained not only tastes great, but also breeds mana. Speaking of which, the judge was still drinking with him.

The third is a piece of ulna burned out after killing the zombies, the color is like black jade, and the texture is hard.

The fourth is the eyes of a mountain spider, like a huge scarlet gem. Time has passed for a long time, but the luster remains the same.

The fifth is the red spar left over by Bai Xiuye ​​after his death. It was mentioned in his notes that this thing seemed to have any effect on Gu worms, but for Li Changan, it had no effect.

The sixth piece is a relic of mixed black, gray and white.

Finger-sized, holding it in the hand, it feels rough.

Li Changan's thoughts were flying, and he couldn't help but think of the afternoon before his return.

…………

After the demon, he bid farewell to Luo Yuqing and the others, and found the little monk.

After a while, the Taoist priest asked the young monk Benshan what he planned to do in the future?

"Little Master intends to stay here?"

This is not a good idea.

After this incident, the corpse Buddha was beheaded by Li Changan, but the century-old temple of the Thousand Buddha Temple was also burned down.

As for the monks, because of the hard work of resisting the monsters, Yang Zhiji also kept his promise and didn't embarrass them. But it is indispensable to make money and avoid disasters. Most of the industries under the name of Thousand Buddha Temple are divided by the powerful and the rich, and the remaining large fields are led by Luo Yuqing and distributed to the tenant tenants. In addition, after this incident, the people of Yuzhou are disgusted by the Thousand Buddha Temple. What's worse, the remaining monks have nowhere to stand, and they will all go their separate ways.

Ever since, the Thousand-Buddha Temple, which used to have thousands of houses and thousands of houses, has fallen and scattered.

Under this circumstance, it is unwise for the little monk to stay in Yuzhou alone.

"How can the little monk abandon the bones of the ancestors of the generations?"

Li Changan looked at the opponent’s immature but firm face. Although his heart was empty and unreliable, he saw the heir’s eyesight. He immediately took back the words of dissuasion and took out the relics from his pocket. give him.

"This is the relic of your three ancestors, the little master has collected it."

Unexpectedly, the little monk pushed the relic back.

"This is a gift from the three ancestors to the Dao Master. The little monk can't accept it."

Nothing, did not wait for the Taoist to refute.

"Besides, what the three masters must have left is a treasure. I'm weak and lonely in my youth, I'm afraid it will attract bad people."

It's the same reason.

The Taoist thought for a while, no longer insisted, put away the relic, and fumbled for a while in his pocket.

Earlier, he had brought some artificial pearls to fool people, and he had just given them all to Longtu so that he could use them to help the villagers. Now, there was only a few pieces of scattered silver left on his body.

The little monk blushed, but declined.

Li Changan smiled and said: "The little monk should not be affectionate, this is not for you in vain."

"what?"

The Taoist priest blew his whistle, summoned the big green donkey, and stroked his top hair.

"Pan Dao will be away for a while, but it is not convenient to take my donkey. This money is for hiring you to pay me as a donkey."

…………

Recalling the little monk's dumb face, Li Changan couldn't help but laugh.

He wrapped the relics in silk cloth and put them in a box. Only then did he step back a few steps, looked at his collection, and let out a sigh of relief.

There are only six of them now, and I'm afraid there will be more and more in the future.

The reason why he made a special space to place these objects was because of this consideration on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was concerned that these things were more or less aura, demonic, and ghostly, and he often didn’t. At home, if something happens, I'm afraid of trouble.

Therefore, a dedicated space was separated for unified placement.

He took out a handful of yellow symbols and posted them one by one, so that the collection room was taken care of, and he turned around to clean up the quiet room.

The quiet room is much simpler.

A futon, a few books, and a table.

Hanging on the altar table are the statues of the ancestors of the Three Qing dynasties and two swords. One is a flying sword embryo, held in a long box; the other is a sword with a Taoist priest and is placed on a sword stand.

In addition, beside the Sanqing Statue, there is also another deity enshrined.

The **** has a black face and thick beard, rides a black tiger, holds a silver whip, and is fully armed. The name is "Golden Dragon Ruyi Zhengyi Dragon Tiger Xuan Tan Zhenjun", which is commonly known as the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming.

At that time, Li Changan killed the corpse Buddha and went down the mountain. Luo Yuqing nervously summoned him in front of the altar, and said: Taoist priests have been appreciated by the gods for their merits in killing the corpse Buddha. To summon the gods of the Thunder Ministry, you have to teach five thunders.

To say that Li Changan’s unrelenting is false, Lei Fa is the first of all laws, not to mention that he can list his name in the Lei Letter and leave his name in the Lei Department.

But Luo Zhenren's next sentence is: The only condition is to change the door and join the Zhengyi.

So the Taoist priest refused.

In the end, Li Changan was only awarded a "wind, fire and thunder".

The specific usage is to fast and bathe beforehand, then burn incense and pray in front of the idol, while reciting the name of the **** silently, while writing mantras. When you want to get angry, burn amulets and recite mantras to summon.

"Subtle vacuum, God Zhao Gong. Drive thunder and switch electricity, fire and wind. What **** does not fall. What ghost dares to charge. The **** tiger barks, and all ghosts disappear. I am summoned today and quickly leave the palace."

Because only one thunder was given and I still want to use it again, the above steps have to be repeated once.

All in all, it is troublesome. So Li Changan didn't care very much either.

The rest are a few books.

There is nothing to say about the ordinary Taoist books and the Yellow Shell Books. Only the sword scripture for refining flying swords that Yan Xinglie presented to Li Changan is worth mentioning.

Ever since Li Changan got this sword scripture, he didn't have the time to read it carefully. Now he has time to take a closer look.

First, after reading the entire chapter, the book says that there are roughly three steps in refining the flying sword.

The first step is to choose a Fan Sword that is full of evil spirits as the Feijian Sword Embryo. The best sword that has killed many monsters is the best. But at that time, the beard couldn't look for it, so he could only take the second place. He turned over the tomb of an ancient Yue country general and took the bronze sword that slashed thousands of people. Therefore, the practice of Feijian is more than fierce, but not fierce enough.

The second step is to incorporate all kinds of weird materials into the sword with various corresponding methods. After this step is completed, the flying sword can basically kill the enemy, but it needs to be kept warm from time to time to prevent the sword energy from being worn away.

The third step is to make a sword box for Feijian. The sword box here is not the ordinary wooden box currently used by Li Changan, but is made using secret methods using the body of the big monster. If this step is accomplished, every time Feijian kills and robs people of blood, it can be brought back and stored in the sword box, which in turn will sharpen the sword's energy and make Feijian more fierce and fierce.

Li Changan remembered that Beard once said that this sword was still lacking in materials, and it was still an unfinished sword embryo.

He digs through the notes left by the bearded man.

"No bones?"

The Taoist rubbed his chin.

Somehow, this thing sounds familiar.

While he was searching for intestines, thinking hard and meditating.

"Boom."

Hey?

Who is knocking on the door?