The ghost lives in the niche, and the city god lives in the shrine?

Ji Yuan took off his Feiyu suit and sat on the steps of the side courtyard.

He held the sword in its sheath in his right hand, put it in front of his knees, and took the gadget handed over by Old Man An.

Wow!

The picture of the Emperor's Dao is trembling, blooming with dazzling brilliance, reflecting and manifesting.

[District (Yin evil)]

[Fate number: gathering yin (white), attracting the soul (white), holding the house (white), broken (grey), feeding back (grey)]

"With a destiny of three whites and two grays, Old Man An's craftsmanship is average."

Ji Yuan weighed the niche and kneaded it crookedly with mud, like the crude work of a naughty child.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and sensed a strong and pure Yin Qi, slowly flowing through it.

Those soil, dew, and slaughtered chicken and duck bones.

It's more like a throwaway thing that can be molded into a specific shape.

The large amount of yin energy that Old Man An poured into it is what creates the magic.

"You mean, I don't have to look for a soul bottle for you in the future?

As long as this niche is properly installed, you can enter and exit the mansion freely?"

Ji Yuan suddenly remembered that the saint canonized the city god of the world, and the prefectures, counties, and counties worshiped him every year and enshrined the shrine in the temple.

How much incense will be accumulated after being prayed to by thousands of people for many years?

The traces of ancient immortals and Buddhas have been cut off, and the ancient authentic side sects have been lost.

What kind of land, mountain god, water god, etc. have long disappeared.

Although the imperial court also canonized righteous gods to protect the geomantic omen of one place.

But those are mostly low-grade femininity objects entrusted to the golden bodies in temples, and they do not have the legendary magical powers.

And this City God, who was held up for a while by the incense, had the power of telepathy.

What kind of terrifying power is that?

Even if you practice to become a true god, it is not impossible.

While Ji Yuan was thinking about it, An Shanren took the returned soil niche and said with a smile:

"Well, the little old man is a ghost creature who has not yet been reincarnated. After becoming an evil spirit, he lives in a niche in the ground.

If we can find another shell and entrust its shape, we might be able to transform into a Yin God like several men in Yin City."

Old Man An's weather-beaten and bitter face rarely showed a hint of expectation and longing.

It seems that I have hope to continue being a ghost.

For a commoner like him who worked as a cow and a horse during his lifetime, it is not a good thing to be unable to reincarnate and to continue to suffer in the underworld.

This world is different from ancient times. The wisdom between heaven and earth is sparse and confusing.

Unable to contain the negative things, the spirit wanders around and leaves the body.

It's like a man's naked body falling into the ocean, being beaten by wind and waves.

The mixture of various qi mechanisms is like burning firewood.

It won’t take long to burn all the yin and soul.

This is also the reason why Qi training has declined and Qi and blood martial arts have risen to dominate.

Ji Yuan looked at Old An, who looked like green phosphorous fire, and seemed to find it funny.

Other imperial officials raised wives and actors, but he raised an old ghost.

It’s really a breath of fresh air, clean and honest.

The Emperor's Dao Diagram moved slightly and was reflected again.

【An Shanren (Yin evil)】

[Destiny number: cooking skills (white), riding the wind (white), walking through walls (white), gathering yin (white), cherishing the body (white)]

Old Man An has obviously grown a lot compared to the first time they met.

It is no longer a state of ignorance and weakness.

Ji Yuan calmed down his distracting thoughts and chuckled:

"Shell? I killed the paper man in Yizhuang before, and it left a paper man shell. Can you use it?"

An Shanren nodded repeatedly, and the ghost shook and shrank with flames.

As if he was about to prostrate himself again, he shouted:

"Thank you, little old man, Master Jiu!"

Only by borrowing the ghost's shell can the evil spirit be cultivated and the meritorious deeds improved.

It is equivalent to the natal object of the ancient side sect monks, and it is very important to them!

"You and I know each other yin and yang, so we are somewhat destined."

Ji Yuan waved his hand and said with a casual smile:

"In the future, if you really achieve great success in practice and become a Yin Shen, don't forget to protect someone and don't do anything harmful to nature."

An Shanren bowed and said:

"The kindness of Master Jiu, I will always remember it in my heart! I understand both the principles of being a human being and the principles of being a ghost!"

Having said that, I seemed to hear the murmur of footsteps.

Old Man An's eyelids drooped, and he turned into a ray of light and shrank into the mud niche.

"People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are also afraid of people. No wonder the sages have said that if you don't do anything bad in your life and uphold your upright thoughts, it will be difficult for ghosts and gods to harm you."

Ji Yuan picked up the niche and put it in his sleeve, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

As the saying goes, a lonely person attracts ghosts, and a group of people disperses the negative energy.

Dozens or hundreds of strong men gather together in one place. Even if they don't understand martial arts, their masculine energy is enough to scare ordinary wandering souls.

Therefore, ghosts and gods can only make trouble when they encounter troubled times.

When times are peaceful and prosperous, they will engage in petty theft and dirty deeds.

"Master Yuan, have you ever caught that kid?"

Not long after, the housekeeper Chen Bo led a group of servants to guard the courtyard and hurried over with sticks in hand.

"It's just a greedy wandering soul, and I have scattered it.

Don’t disturb your family members, just go and have some rest.”

Ji Yuanshi stood up, crossed the threshold, and said lightly.

"Master Yuan is still awesome!"

Butler Chen Bo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He saw that there was no movement in the courtyard for a long time.

I thought Ji Yuan was in danger.

I quickly called the nursing home to come and help.

"In a few days, I will go to Qintian Prison to ask for a talisman to be placed in the house, and there will be no more brats making trouble."

Ji Yuan's voice was calm, soothing everyone so that they would not be frightened.

In the eyes of ordinary people in Tianjing, Qintian Prison is a place where gods and immortals gather together.

When the butler, Uncle Chen, heard this, the last trace of fear disappeared from his face.

I thought to myself, Master Yuan is still very capable.

Not only can I subdue the imp, but I can also invite the gods.

It is a good thing for Yujiazhuang to rely on this kind of dragon and unparalleled talent.

I don’t know if there is anything like that between the eldest lady and Master Yuan.

If it were just a military household in Liaodong, it would definitely not be worthy of being a member of Yujiazhuang.

But at this age, a hundred households in Fusi, Beizhen, became a senior official in the Qintian Prison.

The future is limitless.

It may not be impossible to become a general.

If you compare it this way.

But the lady is so high-spirited.
To be continued...