Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

If other ghosts rush in front of him, Ji Yuan will fight a set of military fists without a word, condensing the blood and evil spirits, and physically overruns them.

But this ghost in front of me is barely a familiar face, so it's not good to act immediately.

"I said, you old man, don't talk nonsense, the sun is shining brightly, the weather is smooth and the weather is good under the reign of Jing Chao, how can there be grievances for a long time! How can there be grievances?"

Ji Yuan stood still and scolded expressionlessly.

While he was on guard, he felt that he had encountered something strange.

These days, how come there are still ghosts complaining to the living?

What about the legendary Son of Heaven, King Yama, Black and White Impermanence, Niu Tau Ma Mian?

No matter how bad it is, you should go to Lord Chenghuang to preside over justice!

"Uncle, I don't know, a fierce god came to this yin city yesterday, wearing a flying fish suit of Beizhen Fusi, and scattered several ghosts in a row, it is very scary!

After the death of Xiao Laoer, he has been setting up a stall to sell wontons and earn some yin money.

Even if a living person enters by mistake, he will take a few breaths of yang energy and never do evil things to make money and kill his life... I don't want to die again! Also ask the uncle to save the little old man! "

The old man shrank into a ball, ignoring Ji Yuan's hot masculine blood, clinging to his thigh, snot and tears.

It's quite a bit of a sign that the little people are blocking the road and complaining.

It's a pity that Ji Yuan is not the master of Qingtian, and said lightly:

"You breathe yang, isn't it right?

If you meet someone who is infirm and sick, I will give you a few more breaths of the breath of a living person in the world, and maybe you will lose your life for several years! "

The old man was speechless at this question.

He could only wrinkle his face, showing a pitiful look of humble and flattering.

Ji Yuan was indifferent, looking down at the ghost's death.

A big hole was ripped open in the head, and half of the old face was scraped with blood.

It's like being beaten alive and dying.

Then swept the burlap robe and muddy sandals.

Presumably he was not a rich family before his death.

Ji Yuan's expression changed a bit when he put these details into his eyes.

When you were a human being, you were a bull and a horse, but you would be angry if you became a ghost.

What a terrible word!

"You said just now, that person is wearing a flying fish suit? Is it the Hundred Households of Beizhen Fusi?"

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed and he asked.

Could it be that Cha Yan helped Qian Wu bizarrely dismember the body?

"That's right, that's right! He is a prosperous official! The dragon and tiger aura on his body is more than yours!"

The old man replied quickly.

"Rich? He has a fat head and big ears, and his body is round like a ball. He looks disgusting, right?!"

Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but raise a bit of murderous intent.

With the change of such thoughts, that layer of blood suffocated, like a fierce fire.

"Master, spare your life!"

The old man was stunned by the bloody light, and immediately screamed.

The ghost body "bang" exploded, turning into a thick ink-like billowing air, and rolling backwards.

After a few breaths of time, it was re-condensed.

"Little old man didn't dare to get close to the fierce god, he glanced halfway across the street, only to see him wearing a flying fish suit and holding a fiery sign,

The weaker ghosts will disappear when they are illuminated... But it is indeed as the uncle said, bloated like a meat ball, very, very hateful! "

After this unintentional exertion, the old man felt a lot more at ease, no longer shouting grievances, but carefully raised his head to observe his words and answer questions.

"Lin Lu... He is so greedy for life and fear of death that he doesn't even dare to leave Beijing to accumulate qualifications. He stays in the yamen all the year round. This time, he actually took the initiative to take up a strange case or murder case that killed several people?"

Ji Yuan's eyes narrowed, feeling that something was wrong.

From the description of the old man, there is no doubt that the person should be Lin Lu.

But how can a dog thief who bullies the soft and fears the hard and oppresses his subordinates dare to enter the dark city alone?

You must know that Li Zongqi, who had been blinded by meritorious deeds before, died in Yizhuang not long ago!

"What is he doing in Yinshi?"

Ji Yuan continued to ask with a stern face.

He has the dignified aura of a man in the public door interrogating criminals.

"How does the little old man know, he only secretly listened for a few ears. Those ghosts who were scattered by this fierce god mentioned that he wants to find the bad luck of the hand, and investigate the dead people in Tai'anfang and Huairenfang before!"

The old man shivered with fright and quickly replied.

"Who is the hand master?"

Ji Yuan deeply felt that the water in this world was too deep, and it was really hard to grasp.

Yin market is not simple, there is a lot of background behind it.

"Master, you don't know something, there are nine Yin cities in Tianjing City, and there are also nine masters.

They are Hand Master, Leg Master, Tooth Master, Eye Master... They cast Yin money, collect ghost tax, and manage the ghosts and ghosts in the Yin market.

I heard and heard that they all escaped from the underworld, and they are very capable. "

The old man set up a stall in the Yin market to do business at night on weekdays, and the news was well-informed.

"Master hands, master legs? Why are they all physical and limbs?"

Ji Yuan raised an eyebrow.

After that,

look up,

It was found that the night was getting darker.

Nearly time.

A moment of extreme yin and yang.

"How do you want me to save you?"

Ji Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"The uncle brought an object contaminated with yin qi and death qi before, which can be used as a shelter for the little old man. As long as he avoids the fierce god, he should be fine."

The old man carefully piled up a smile.

He was also desperately ill.

The fat pig-like dog Hundred Household, holding a token, went from Huairen Square to Tai'an Square, and when he saw the ghost on the road, he scattered him.

If he hadn't run fast, he might not have escaped the tragic end of dying again.

"Why is the ghost still afraid of death?"

Ji Yuan thought for a moment, then asked.

"Little old man heard a rumor from somewhere else that he didn't know why, but thirty years ago, the gate of hell leading to the underworld was sealed, and the Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge were all gone.

Countless ghosts cannot be reincarnated, they stay in the mortal realm, and every night, hundreds of ghosts walk around at night. The saint canonized the city god of the world, as if to solve this trouble. "

The old man shivered and explained:

"Yin soul is not immortal, on the contrary, every time it dies, the yin qi will be greatly consumed, and when it dies a lot, it will become an intangible and intangible thing, returning to the heaven and earth.

The little old man just wanted to endure for a while to see if the underworld could be reopened, so that he could be a human again in the next life. "

Ji Yuan's eyes moved for a moment, and a storm surged in his heart.

He didn't expect that from the old man's mouth,

Hear such a terrifying shocking secret!

The underworld is closed?

The ghost is trapped in the earth?

"The saint canonized the city god for this? There are city god temples everywhere in the Jing Dynasty. Is it for the extradition of ghosts? Or to suppress the monsters? But this is not a long-term plan..."

Ji Yuan restrained his distracting thoughts, thought for a while, and then said:

"It's okay to lend you a place to live with that soul bottle, but how are you going to repay it?

I am neither a gentleman who is kind and unrequited in return, nor is I a chivalrous person who is eager for justice and righteousness to rescue me!

You always have to bring something out, and this is the only way to end the cause and effect. "

The old man's chapped lips opened and closed several times, and finally he choked out a sentence:

"Does the uncle like to eat wontons? My craftsmanship is no worse than that of a chef in an inner city restaurant!

If you don't like it, here's how! It's better not to be a cow or a horse! "

This poor and white appearance, this appearance of nothing, I am afraid that the surnamed Lin will not be able to squeeze oil and water.

He was a poor man before his death, and he is still a poor ghost after death.

It's been a good day, I really don't have any hope!

Ji Yuan shook his head and said softly:

"You don't have to be a cow or a horse, you just need to do one thing for me, bring that fierce god to me.

Even if our kindness is cancelled, no one owes anyone. "