The two dilapidated wooden doors, one of which had been fed by insects and ants, fell down tiltly, and a gust of wind blew, making a harsh and squeaking sound.

Ji Wuli took a rotten wooden stick, gently fixed the door leaf, then leaned over and took off the door railing, erected it beside the wall, and looked up at the courtyard.

The withered weeds are half a person tall, and there is a Huainan tree in the yard. At this time, it was already early autumn. The leaves like palm-leaf fans are still green, and under the cover of the night, they become like thick ink.

"Gu...ga!"

In the bird's nest in the tree canopy, a rattle stared at the green little eyes, and cautiously poked out his head, looking at the uninvited guests at the gate of the yard, making a harsh and unpleasant groan.

The path in the yard has almost been covered with weeds, and only traces of people who have been walking by can be vaguely seen.

'rustle……'

The slight whirling sound made the whole yard more quiet.

The house in the yard could no longer withstand the wind and rain, and was as decayed as if it was about to collapse at any time. Looking into the inside along the hollow door frame, I saw a white dress hanging on the beams!

The long hair on his head was scattered down, completely covering his face. His whole body kept floating with the faint wind. A subtle song sounded, as if we were welcoming the guests who were about to enter.

The singing sounds like crying and complaining, which seemed a bit like the Huangmei opera that Qi Lu had heard, but when he heard it carefully, it was very different. In the gentle and whine, sometimes near and sometimes far away, there was a "hehe" laughter in the middle.

After laughing, the ghost's long tongue suddenly spit out from his mouth, and to his ankles, blood beads dripped along the tongue and condensed on the ground.

‘Pu …pu !’

"Come on...hang them together... I'm so lonely... Woo... hehe..."

The ghost hissed, stretched out his hands, and kept wavering at the two of them, "Come on..."

Qi Lu's eyes opened and closed, staring at the ghost who invited them, and suddenly grinned: "If you don't stretch out your hand, I really can't tell the back of your chest."

"Come……"

[Biquge www.sbiquge.me] Bai Gui Ben was still talking, but after hearing Qi Lu's words, he immediately stopped talking.

"Look at it...oh no, look at it, look at it, you can't say a few words."

Ji Wuli patted Qi Lu on the shoulder. In the past few days, he found that he had fallen in love with this action. If he didn't pat the other person twice, he always felt that something was missing.

The two ghosts looked at each other like this, and no one spoke for a while.

If such a strange scene is encountered by an ordinary person, he will definitely be so scared that he will pee his pants, but Qi Lu and Ji Wuli are not normal people at all!

"This height must be 1.7 meters tall, right? The legs are really long, but the face is invisible, so this is a bad review."

After a long time, Qi Lu actually started to discuss the ghost's head: "These feet... hiss! Why do you feel two sizes bigger than mine?! What do you eat to grow up with? Can you grow such big feet?!"

Ji Wuli rubbed his forehead: You should be a person!

Looking at the white ghost, it was originally floating regularly, and the hanging rope is now almost twisted.

Just got confused.

"I'm... a ghost..."

"I know, I know! It's like anyone who hasn't seen a ghost."

Qi Lu yawned in boredom, and he wouldn't be angry, otherwise he would have to squeeze out his eyes.

"Xiao Ji, why don't you go there quickly? Be careful that the house collapses after entering. This ghost is so slutty, I want to trick us into and bury us alive."

Little...Little Ji?

"Is that right for you to call me?"

"Why is it not suitable? I am a senior brother. What's wrong with calling you Xiao Ji? Don't talk about those useless things. I'm not calling you in front of outsiders. What are you afraid of? Hurry up and take this ghost away, so let's go to the next place."

Ji Wuli, who had become "Little Ji" miserably, had to swallow his anger, glared at him fiercely, then let go of his wheelchair and walked towards Bai Gui.

While walking, the scriptures of "The Sutra of the Great Spirit Treasure of Taishang Cave to Redeem and Save Suffer" have already inspired spiritual energy and transformed towards the white ghost.

The phantom of the lotus platform did not appear, but the true scriptures of transformation were like false. At the moment when the scriptures were out, the white ghost could no longer hang on the beam of the house, and his tongue quickly retracted. Because of the violent shaking, his hair also separated to both sides, revealing the face with only one mouth.

His mouth was full of fangs, and he opened his mouth weakly, making wails that were not as good as humans.

A golden light swirled over its head, and a mysterious aura fell, eroding its anger, and the white clothes slowly melted until finally, and returned to transparency again.

The soul is colorless and irritable, and is the most original thing between heaven and earth. It is only after reincarnation, eating grains and contaminating with debris, resulting in various personalities. When dying, if the resentment does not dissipate, the soul turns into ghosts and does not enter the underworld.

In the past, ghost hunting was just a killing ghost, but since Qi Lu's technique of saving power, there was no need to do such a kind of harming thing.

After a moment, the white ghost dissipated and threw himself into the underworld.

Ji Wuli felt what he had in his heart and couldn't help but shake his head slowly, "I don't know when the lotus platform will be revealed..."

Qi Lu: What do you think? I can have the outline of the lotus platform at the beginning. That's because I was immersed in this art for more than ten years in my previous life. When you just started learning, you wanted to become a fat man in one breath. How could this be possible?

But he couldn't say this. Seeing that he was still savoring, Qi Lu had to speak helplessly: "Okay, go to the next location."

It has to be said that when a disaster occurs, the Ninth Prince still has some effect in Qingyuan City. At least the enthusiasm of the city from the city lord to the soldiers is extremely high in the city to rescue the victims. In this case, although the losses are still heavy, the lives of many seriously injured people have been saved.

By night, there was no large-scale disaster, which was a blessing in disgrace.

The wheelchair seemed slow, but in fact, under Ji Wuli's push, he passed through the streets and alleys at a very fast speed. While catching ghosts, he also met the city lord Fan Yanxing several times. The other party was also taking people to various parts of the city to suppress evil ghosts.

It is fake to say that Fan Yanxing is not greedy about Qi Lu's scriptures. But every time he mentions this, Qi Lu always pretends to be stupid and wanders around and does not respond to this.

After all, it has nothing to do with Fan Yanxing, so Qi Lu naturally could not have taught him carefully like Ji Wuli.

If you really think that Taoist scriptures are like cabbage, you can just want them, how much do you want?

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