At some point behind him stood a tall, middle-aged man with a suit and leather shoes, a snow-white shirt, a straight tie, neatly combed hair, gentle looks, and a pair of glasses, a standard image of a successful white-collar worker.It's just that there was a large transparent hole in his stomach, and the finely divided flesh and internal organs were hanging inside and out, which was really disgusting.

What a bold ghost, he didn't run away when he saw the celestial master, but instead went up to talk to him.

Yong Bowen was a little startled and decided, and shouted: "You are so brave!"

The middle-aged ghost man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he reached into the big hole and dug it up, took out the gall and put it in front of his eyes for a look, then said stupidly: "My gall is not fat. It's normal, you see." He said and handed the sweaty courage to Yong Bowen's nose.

Yong Bowen is a celestial master but not a doctor. So far, he has only seen two ghosts with a clear image. The dead body was also soaked by someone. It’s not so disgusting. Now a bloody gallbladder is in front of him. Although he doesn’t smell anything, he can It was so disgusting that his stomach rolled for a while, so he didn't spit it out on the spot.He covered his mouth to suppress his vomiting, shouted "I'm courting death" angrily, took out a paper talisman and hit him face to face.

The middle-aged ghost couldn't dodge in time, and was thrown by the spell, which was stuck to his forehead. The curse trace drawn on the paper talisman immediately shone with golden light, turning into ten thousand golden threads to wrap the ghost up and down tightly. .

The middle-aged ghost probably didn't have a sharp mind, and he asked stupidly, "What are you doing?"

"Of course I took you!" Yong Bowen laughed, and touched his body, but felt that he was too hasty just now, and dropped the container for collecting ghosts into his bag.

The middle-aged ghost man has already reacted now, and yelled, "Help, help, someone is going to catch me!" While shouting, he fled like an earthworm on the ground like an earthworm.

"You still want to run?" Yong Bowen chased after him and stepped on his back, "Say, who is driving you? How many ghosts are there?"

"Help, help!" The middle-aged ghost yelled endlessly.

Yong Bowen couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily: "You are already dead, there is no life to save, you shouldn't shout like that."

"Ah?" The middle-aged ghost was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Then how should I shout?"

"You should call out to save the ghosts." Yong Bowen raised his voice and shouted, "Save the ghosts, there is a celestial master who wants to dissolve me! That's the right way."

The middle-aged ghost suddenly realized, nodded again and again, and then shouted: "Save the ghost, there is a celestial master who wants to melt me!"

"That's right." Yong Bowen nodded in satisfaction, "I am the contemporary heir and head of the Northern Sect of Tianshi, Tianshi Yong..."

"Bad guy!" A childish voice suddenly sounded behind him, and a small figure pounced on him, grabbed his neck and yelled, "Let go of Uncle Doctor, you bad guy."

The little ghost has great strength, Yong Bowen rolled his eyes when he was pinched, and he didn't even bother to introduce himself, he turned his hand to grab the daring little ghost, but just halfway out his hand was caught by a big cold hand.

"Hmph, we've all fallen into this situation now, what are you guys going to do?" A deep and angry growl sounded suddenly, accompanied by a huge force acting on the grasped wrist, and the wrist bones rattled. It sounded like it was about to be broken.

Yong Bowen was in so much pain that he almost couldn't shed tears. He barely turned his head to look, and saw a strong young man with a height of two meters standing beside him with angry eyebrows, holding his wrist tightly.

This man was only 24 or [-] years old, with big shoulders and a round waist. He wore a small vest on his head, and his exposed muscles were thickened. When he stood there, he looked like a hill standing on the spot.It's just that the small half of this strong man's body is as flat as a photo, and the flesh and broken arms are hanging weakly on his body, and scum is falling down from time to time.

"Uh, oh, oh..." Yong Bowen was speechless after being strangled by the little ghost, and instinctively waved his other free hand to relieve the catastrophe in his neck.But as soon as the hand was raised, it was grabbed again.

This time, it was an old man in his 90s who grabbed his hand. He was wearing casual Chinese clothes. His appearance was intact, but he was so thin that when Yong Bowen saw him for the first time, he thought it was a Arrived at a pair of bone racks.Because he was too thin, even though the place where Yong Bowen was grabbed by him was painful, it was as uncomfortable as if he was locked in handcuffs.

"Young man, cough, cough, forgive me, cough, cough, forgive me..." The old man put on a peacemaker, breathed twice, coughed three times, which was really annoying Worried that he might cough up his lungs.

"We must not spare him today!" Half of the burly man roared, "It is rare for someone to break in and kill him today, and let those guys know that we are not easy to mess with. There is a way that people are kind and bullied , Gui Shan was caught, I'm fed up!"

"Yes, we can't let him go."

"kill him."

"If you have a wrong, you will pay for your wrong, if you have a revenge, you will have revenge."

"Mismatch his body into thousands of pieces, and everyone will share one piece to taste!"

The roaring sounded one after another suddenly, startling Yong Bowen, who had already been pinched out of breath, squinted his eyes and looked around, only to see a large group of dead ghosts appearing around at some time, one How ugly and bizarre is this strange death, if you are a timid person, you will be scared to death on the spot when you see this scene.

The dead ghosts were furious, and they rushed up close to each other as they spoke. This fierce man with a kitchen knife stuck in his head came up to grab his legs, the classic female ghost with his head in his hand came up to grab his head, and the other lost his hands. The skinny guy bit his ear when he opened his mouth.There was a lot of noise and chatter, and I don't know how many arms and mouths came up to scratch and bite.Poor Yong Bowen, as a contemporary celestial master, is full of ghost-catching spells and ghost-killing charms all over his body, but because of a moment of carelessness, he missed the first move, and then fell into the hands of ghosts, and his whole body was about to be torn to pieces .

"Damn, did I just die like this?" Yong Bowen was full of dissatisfaction and reconciliation, but he had no choice but to think vaguely, "I heard that the celestial masters who catch ghosts in the past all died of ghosts in the end." Hand, I didn't expect that I, Yong Bowen, would end up in the same end, but it's a pity that I can't save Miss Xiaoyun. That's okay, if this is the case, maybe we can be opposites if we become ghosts..."

A burst of Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded, followed by many Sanskrit singing in unison, "All sentient beings, if they are born from eggs, if they are born from wombs, if they are born from moisture, if they are born by transformation; if they have form, if they are colorless; if they have thoughts, If there is no thought, if there is no thought, if there is no thought, I will cause them to enter the nirvana without residue and save them. This is the way to save countless and boundless sentient beings. In fact, no sentient beings can be saved. Why? Subhuti! If a bodhisattva has the appearance of a self , the appearance of a person, the appearance of living beings, and the appearance of a lifespan, that is, they are not bodhisattvas..."

Following this solemn and solemn Sanskrit singing, circles of faint golden light radiated from Yong Bowen's waist. Wherever the golden light passed, the dark world immediately brightened.

"Diamond Sutra!"

"I've encountered both Buddhism and Taoism."

"Flicker."

"***,what happened."

"Didn't you pinch his neck? How can you still sing Buddhist scriptures..."

The originally aggressive group of ghosts immediately abandoned Yong Bowen, and scattered with a bang, crying ghosts and howling wolves.

Yong Bowen fell heavily to the ground, causing pain in his buttocks and back. He coughed for a while while touching his neck, and then he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone to take a look. Sure enough, he saw his girlfriend's photo following Sanskrit sounds flashed on the screen.

"Xiaoyun's call?" Yong Bowen was overjoyed and subconsciously wanted to answer it, but he immediately came to his senses and looked left and right. Those ghosts who were scared away by the Sanskrit singing didn't run away, but hid in the surrounding houses. Probe back and look around endlessly, thinking that as soon as the Buddhist scriptures stop, they will rush back to take revenge.

However, since Yong Bowen had already escaped, how could he give these ghosts another chance? Immediately, he took out a large handful of paper talismans with his left hand as a spare, connected the phone with his right hand, and opened his mouth impatiently and asked, "Hello, Miss Xiaoyun?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Yong Bowen." A thick male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Eh?" Yong Bowen was taken aback, suspicious in his heart, and asked coldly, "It's you. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

A broken-legged ghost with a broken left foot bravely rushed up jumping up and down.

Yong Bowen raised his hand and sacrificed a paper talisman, immobilizing the ghost with the broken leg on the spot.Because Luo Wanlan said that transforming ghosts has the harmony of heaven and earth, the paper talismans he brought out this time were all relatively soft power-fixing ghost-receiving talismans, but he forgot to bring the equipment for catching ghosts, so the only thing he can use now is the fixed-ghost talisman. Ghost rune.

"Xiaowen, where are you?" The voice finally came from the other end of the phone, but it was Ai Liyun's voice, but her voice was low and soft with a bit of crying sound, not the usual straightforward and cheerful voice.

When Yong Bowen heard it, his heart ached.The ghost exorcist's ghost gu was melted by him, and he didn't know how to torture and hurt Ai Liyun this time.While throwing a talisman to pin down the charging ghost, he asked with concern, "Xiaoyun, are you alright?"

"It's better now, where are you..." Ai Liyun's tone was extremely weak.

"Don't be afraid, I'll save you. Where are you now?" Yong Bowen was so anxious that he wanted to get through the phone directly.

"Help me?" Ai Liyun on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned, "I'm in Mingren Hospital now."

"Mingren Hospital? Okay, I got it, wait, I'll save you right away!" Yong Bowen suddenly realized that something was wrong when he said this, "Uh...why are you in the hospital? You were rescued What? Where did the guy who caught you go?"

"What was rescued? What are you talking about?" Ai Liyun was obviously confused on the other end.

Why?The words on both sides can't catch up.What went wrong?Yong Bowen was puzzled, "Xiaoyun, haven't you been arrested?"

"How could I have been taken away?" Ai Liyun's voice seemed a bit dumbfounded,

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