The storyteller took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and then said, "School of Songbai took care of the magical objects and followed the rich man. At that time, the sun was setting, and the dusk was heavy on the whole mansion. The indescribable darkness and depression suddenly surged. The Taoist of Songbai suddenly felt a little uneasy and fear, which enveloped his heart and couldn't let go. He recited a few Taoist tips, and forced himself to calm down. When he walked into the gate, the entire mansion was empty. Instead, the lanterns and candlesticks in the lobby of the corridor were all on, quietly without any popularity. The rich man told him that this was to avoid bad luck, and all the old and young servants of the whole mansion had been arranged outside, but a few other mastiffs were arranged to protect the family. I would like to ask Taoist of Songbai tonight, and I would like to thank him again after the matter was completed. After that, the rich man also took the last servant out of the door."

"He is the only one left in the mansion. The candlelight flashed and darkened, and the shadows were shaking. Looking at the mansion, the candlelight was silent. The uneasiness in the heart of the Taoist Songbai became stronger and stronger. When he walked into the lobby, a calf-like mastiff lay lazily on the side. Seeing him coming in and put his head aside, he ignored it. The other mastiff must have been arranged to take care of other places in the mansion. The Taoist Songbai felt a lot more at ease when he saw this huge mastiff. The mastiff is the best among dogs. He has a brave personality and a thunder sound. It can be the most stable thing to control demons. It is much more stable than tonight. As soon as he thought of this, he was very calm and set up a magic weapon bill in the courtyard in front of the hall."

"Hu~" Mr. Storytelled exhaled a long and slow breath, as if imitating the sound of the breeze flowing through the lobby, and then said: "Time just passed by little by little, one quarter of an hour, two quarters of a minute... Xu hour, Hai hour... Suddenly, a sound of bang came from afar, it was already midnight."

"The Taoist Song and Cypress have already set up a formation in the courtyard and in the lobby. Please see, the east, south, west and north are paper people and horses, all of which are white, but the things that each paper people hold are different. Some hold swords, sticks, axes, some hold gold, silver, pearls and jade, and some hold paper, ink, pens and inkstones. Among them are generals, officials, scholars, merchants, rare antiques that men like, and rouge and water powder that women like. But these things are the same, they are all made of white paper and are clothed in twenty-eight places in the south, west and north. This is called the old Yang formation, which is specifically used to attract ghosts left in the sun."

When Storyteller was talking, he suddenly saw the young man frowning and shook his head slightly, as if what he said was wrong, Storyteller's heart was jumping, but he continued: "Everyone knows that most of these ghosts who refuse to fall into the underworld are reluctant to throw away their relatives and lovers, some are unable to let go of their fame and power, some are unable to resolve their deep hatred, and some are unable to abandon the prosperity of the world. Based on this point, the Taoist Songbai set up this special purpose to attract

The old Yang Form was seducing. At that time, he was sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation. Not long after, a gust of cold wind floated from the southwest, and a cold poured into his neck. A tragic and weak voice was whimpering. The pine and cypress Taoist looked on to the willow leaves, and the Yin and Yang eyes were already opened. He raised his eyes and saw a ghost in the southwest who looked like a man in his thirties slowly floated over, his eyes were dull, and he drifted directly to the paper man holding gold, silver, pearls and jade."

Speaking of "a ghost like a man in his thirties", men of similar age here couldn't help but shrink their necks.

"The Taoist Songbai said intimately that there was indeed a demon who was in trouble. He stood up and bowed to the ghost and said, "Landits, I am polite." The ghost was still a little sensible. Seeing that he was dressed in a Taoist, he felt a little timid and said, "Where is the Taoist priest from? Where is the Taoist priest from? "The Taoist priest from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, from afar, and enjoy. But I don't know where the layman came from and where is he going?' The ghost was furious when he heard this: "You thief must have been invited by the old thief from Quan Guangyuan to surrender me.

, I am not afraid of you Taoist priests when you are alive, and you are not afraid of you even if you die. Before I finished speaking, my soul suddenly dissipated and in the blink of an eye it appeared before the Taoist Songbai was close to him. The wind in his right hand rolled, and he grabbed his chest and heart. Taoist Songbai was ready, so he pinched a magic trick with his left hand, slapped his palm with his right hand, quickly retreated, and copied it to the front of the incense table, waved his right hand, and three magic talismans were nailed to the ground in front of the ghost. The magic talisman suddenly emitted a red light, blocking the ghost. Taoist Songbai kept picking up the peach wood sword and protecting the whole body."

"The ghost was furious, and his yin energy bulged, and immediately destroyed the three magic talismans. He rushed over with his body, but this magic talisman was useful after all. Three black smoke rose from the ghost's body. The Taoist Song and Cypress stepped on the seven stars, swung the peach wood sword in the air with his right hand, and pointed directly at the head of the ghost. The seven paper people in the west of the old Yang formation suddenly escaped from seven red lines and flew into the peach wood sword like swimming water. The Taoist Song and Cypress shouted fiercely, and the wooden sword swung straight, and actually cut off a piece of black air on the ghost's body. With a left hand, a magic talisman flew into the air, wrapping the black air. With a "bang", the four air waves exploded and disappeared invisible."

"The Taoist Songbai silently recited the magic tricks. While waving the peach wood sword, he avoided the ghost moves. The old Yang formation occasionally raked a few red lines and quickly floated into the peach wood sword. The power suddenly increased greatly, cutting the opponent's ghost energy one after another. Soon, the ghost wailed and suddenly appeared and gradually became brighter. I am afraid that it will not take half an hour to disappear and dissipate in the yin and yang generations. The Taoist Songbai sighed when he saw this, his moves were slower and said, "Why do you have to come? Since you are dead, you still have any resentment. Why not throw yourself into the underworld early and reincarnate as a human being again."

"The ghost laughed sadly: 'Stinky Taoist, what do you know! I have a terrified hatred with the old thief, and I wish I could destroy my family and become a pig and dog. But you, the Taoist, do not distinguish between right and wrong, do not distinguish between black and white, and make friends with tigers. Even if your soul is scattered, I will not accept it even if my soul is scattered." The Taoist Song and Bai felt a stern heart. Is it hidden unknown secrets? Then what does it matter if the whole rich man and his family retreat? But in the fight, these thoughts just flashed, and while wandering and fighting, they said: 'Lands please listen to me, there is no hatred in the world that cannot be transformed, and you can reincarnate as soon as possible, and you can be liberated as soon as possible. This is not only for the peace of this place, but also for the good of the layman. You need to know that the body of the layman's soul has been delayed in the world for too long, and you are afraid that you will never enter the cycle of reincarnation again.'"

"This Taoist is kind, and it is all in the ears of the ghost," said Storyteller, sighing and continuing to preach: "The ghost laughs strangely, enduring the pain of the peach wood sword piercing. While avoiding the attack of the pine and cypress Taoist, he does not forget to fight back. But the ghost is in the Laoyang Formation. The pine and cypress Taoist is in a profound way, and has a peach wood sword, supplemented by magic talismans, which can attack or defend. No matter how arrogant the ghost is, he will inevitably fall into a disadvantage little by little."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!