Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 36 Black Tiger Marshal Fu Yaoxie

At night, Lin Zhuoming practiced the way of forming a knot and flying to the moon, watching the mirror with his heart.

But nothing unusual happened.

But rich man Zhou's house is not necessarily the case. Last night, two evil spirits came to rich man Zhou's house, scaring rich man Zhou out of his mind.

Today I planned to scare them again, and the two ghosts floated around: "This Zhou family used to have the lingering shadow of Zhou Juren's fame, but now it is almost done, but there is still some energy, so I want to make him into a suitable body." Skinny, we have to make another fuss."

"Niubi surnamed Zhao killed the members of the Liu family, so Hu Guangzong's last order failed."

There was also a black thing floating around the two ghosts.

"This time I'm here to do business with you."

"Hey, the remaining yin energy left in the Zhou family this week is no match for your mana, Daxian. Otherwise, our God of Wealth would like to work with you Ten Thousand Immortals Sect!"

The two ghosts flattered and flattered clumsily.

"The one in the Liu family practiced the Tianxiang method, which is easy to be broken, but my Huang Xian practiced the method of worshiping the soul, and what I am best at breaking is the blessings of these wealthy families."

"You Yuan Fourth Master took over the foundation of Hu Guangzong's house back then, and you invited my family's Great Immortal."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Who doesn't know that your family's method is effective?" The two little ghosts praised: "One day can suppress Fengshui, three days can make nightmares, and seven days can worship Yanghuo and hook the soul of life."

"Okay, I made him a nightmare last night, and I'll give him some food today!"

The Yellow Immortal came out of the shadows, but it was a weasel wearing a melon skin hat and a small jacket, with green eyes shining, standing upright, about the size of a dog, with a half-smile at the corner of his mouth, showing fangs, and a long Tail wagging.

"Shall we go in through the dog hole today?" asked a kid.

"I'm not promising. Although I can't cast spells a hundred meters away from my primordial spirit, I have to go to his home, but the feng shui of his home has been suppressed, and the master's house has also been cast by this immortal's nightmare spell. Naturally, today I will go to the gate from the gate. Enter!"

After finishing speaking, he swaggered towards the gate. At this time, there was a New Year painting on the gate, and the door god closed his eyes, but he seemed to be asleep.

Huang Xian was about to push the door, and passed through the crack.

Suddenly a bad wind blew.

Huang Xian stood up all over his body, "Tiger Might!"

But a black tiger appeared.

Lin Zhuming asked Rich Zhou's family to sincerely enshrine the spiritual tablet of the Black Tiger Primordial God. Even though it is night, the incense burns continuously.

There was also a demon-binding rope hanging at the door, and an evil-eliminating talisman was burned.

After all, they gave Lin Zhuoming 100 taels of silver, and he ate a lot of melons, so the ingredients must be more honest.

The black tiger was transformed by Marshal Heihu, who sensed that there was someone offering him sincerely, praying for the removal of the demon, and Lin Zhuming cutting the demon as the coordinate, and descended a trace of divine power.

"Marshal Wudang Black Tiger!" The two little ghosts are most afraid of tigers, they are said to work for tigers, but tigers can drive all ghosts away.

The Yellow Immortal was also frightened, but saw the black tiger look at him contemptuously: "The evil spirits who take people's souls and lives will be destroyed, those who have solved the spells will be destroyed, and those who hurt people's lives will be destroyed!"

When the paw was patted, the Huang Xian turned around and ran away, but saw a black rope that looked like a spirit snake, but it was tied tightly in an instant.

No matter how many spells he can't use, Marshal Heihu shouted: "If you dare to harm others, why are you afraid of me?"

"Marshal, please forgive me, my uncle once led a horse in front of God Xuantian!"

However, it didn't work, and the ban on killing demons in the demon-binding rope became more and more effective.

The rope got tighter and tighter.

In the end, he strangled the Huang Xian's chest until he spit out the breath, the breath disappeared, and he passed out all of a sudden.

Marshal Heihu returned to the spirit card upon seeing this.

But those two little ghosts had already run very fast and had already left this place.

The two little ghosts were still in shock: "His family got the advice of an expert and enshrined the position of Xuanyue Black Tiger Marshal. This marshal is in charge of Wanxian. I'm afraid the Wanxian Sect won't accept this business again!"

"Why does our God of Wealth have to outsource this work, can't we find some mountain spirits and wild monsters to harm people?"

"Our God of Wealth is a serious God of Wealth. He only seeks wealth and doesn't kill his life. He is not some kind of evil god!"

The two little ghosts are floating in front of the Longevity Palace again.

"But it's okay, the business we received this time is the daughter of the ghost king with a big belly. The descendants of Hu Guangzong and Zhou Juren are all men. I'm afraid they will look down on them even if they are prepared."

"It's another matter to look down on it. Prepare first. What if there are male ghosts who want to pass by our God of Wealth next time? It's not like everyone is the daughter of the ghost king with a big belly, so they have power and power. There is still a challenge to make a fight."

By coincidence, Lin Zhuming heard it again.

"My demon-binding rope tied up a wild fairy?" Lin Zhuoming thought to himself: "It's really a wrong attack. I was going to catch that vixen, but the two evil little ghosts who took away the house can stop it with the evil spirit talisman."

"Their God of Wealth really pays attention to God. All the dirty work is outsourced to other leather bag companies, which is a bit familiar."

Lin Zhuming thought in his heart: "It's just that why does the daughter of the big belly ghost king come to the underworld?"

Pot-bellied ghosts, Lin Zhuming knows, but anyone who died of hunger and ate a lot of Guanyin soil during his lifetime, and his belly is as big as a drum, is a pot-bellied ghost, which belongs to the stream of hungry ghosts. , tree roots, and the belly is stretched by earth and rocks until the belly is broken.

It belongs to the extremely pitiful, but very vicious hungry ghosts.

The big belly ghost king, I don't know if he is the king of this kind of hungry ghosts.

The daughter of the ghost king with a belly, could it be a female hungry ghost with a belly?

All kinds of terrifying images appeared in Lin Zhuming's mind.

Then he shook his head and crossed out all these appearances.

"The task in this novice village is simply a legendary nightmare level. Taoist Zhao doesn't seem to know if there is an old Taoist master, but he wants to kill zombies. I have only been here for a few days, and I have to fight against an evil god of wealth. "

But Lin Zhuming changed his mind and thought again: "Fortunately, these two little devils come to inform me every day in the wind and rain, otherwise I'm afraid their eyes will be smeared."

"These two little devils are diligent and hardworking, but their mouths are not very secretive. If you get the method to subdue them in the future, you must take these two little devils for your own use, refine them, and become emissaries in front of the altar. .”

After the two little ghosts complained, they floated away again.

Lin Zhuming wrote it down secretly, and after the rooster crowed, he opened the door to practice the method of daily refining, five-element boxing, visualization of the purple sun, and after swallowing the purple air, he felt vaguely as if he had sensed the "Qi" in his body.

This energy is running through the whole body with the beating of the heart, and it even feels like gushing out from the mouth and throat.

Lin Zhuming held back, and sank this real qi down to the lower dantian, where the fire nature and kidney water intersected, and instead cultivated and strengthened this real qi seed.

(End of this chapter)