Outside the town, among the mountains and forests, the Russell man was lying on a chair, and the chair was moving forward on four legs.
This is his recent discovery. Does a horse have to be able to carry people
vulgar!
This is a chair I recently developed. It has four legs and can walk.
Well, Russell simply turned the wheels of the wheelchair into four legs, and the fully automatic mind-activated mountain crawling wheelchair was born.
He lay there with his legs crossed, looking at the paper talisman in his hand with a strange expression.
"Paper figurine—Bai Sha!
Origin: He was just sadly burying his best friend, and was so heartbroken that he accidentally fell to his death!
His death was so miserable that he couldn't get over it for a long time, and the grief of everyone turned into a white evil.
Ability: Burying flowers under the moon. His weak appearance will make people feel extra pity for him. Female ghosts will increase their favorability upon seeing him, while male ghosts will have their favorability doubled!
Mantra: I am truly empty! "
Russell curled his lips and said, "I shouldn't have believed this damn Deep Blue. It's always doing all these fancy things."
What does it mean that the favorability of female ghosts increases greatly, and the effect of male ghosts doubles?
Alas!
Russell had a look of disgust on his face. This kind of paper man talisman had lost the possibility of further deduction. He could no longer imagine the advanced skills that this paper man talisman would bring.
The effect of male ghosts is doubled → Can the happy mode of all male ghosts be turned on
Russell hurriedly shook his hand, and the paper man talisman instantly ignited without fire, slowly floated in the air and burned to ashes.
He sighed and wondered why other people’s dark blue was so powerful. He directly clicked it and it became a big muscle.
My own dark blue... I won’t say anything!
Russell shook his head. The Red and White Devils were not without benefits. At least they gained a lot of energy points.
There are two more babies.
Thinking of this, he took off two small pendants from his waist, one red and one black. The red one was naturally the sedan chair of Red Evil, and the black one was the black coffin of White Evil.
The sedan chair wasn't a big deal, it could barely be considered a magical instrument, but not everyone had a paper horse like him.
Most of the monks still travel on foot, either in a horse-drawn carriage or on horseback.
This thing may be exchanged for a treasure in the future.
Why not give it to Uncle Jiu
Russell had a strange look on his face. The thought of Uncle Jiu being so reluctant to get into the young lady's sedan chair was really interesting.
You can't always let your master cheat you. At least you have to change someone. Russell is a very well-behaved disciple.
He touched his chin. Master Simu might have some treasure in his hand. The last time he saw him holding the palm thunder, he looked so mysterious. He must be hiding something!
Putting the sedan aside, Russell touched the small black coffin with some reluctance to let go. This thing was very useful.
After counting with his fingers, he found that the day when his silver-armored corpse would come out of confinement was almost here. The black coffin could normally nurture a silver-armored corpse.
This thing can also be used as a weapon during a fight.
Although the silver-armored corpse has infinite strength, this black coffin is not bad either. It is like the blessing of the golden cudgel to Sun Wukong. Once the coffin is put down, it looks very impressive.
Whenever a fight breaks out, he carries the coffin on his back, cupping his hands, "I've heard for a long time that you are invincible, and your power is so great that I'm here to deliver the coffin. Today we'll decide who's better, and who lives and dies!"
Russell laughed as he thought about it. This was just like the landlady giving a clock as a gift, very elegant.
Just as he was lost in thought, Wencai pointed to the house in front and said, "Junior brother, we're here! This is it!"
Looking up, he saw an ordinary house with the door locked. Russell frowned. Did Aunt Zhe go out
Or did he know the news in advance and deliberately avoid them
Wencai didn't think too much about it. He walked forward carelessly and knocked on the door with his hand, "Zhegu, it's me, Wencai, are you home?"
“Not here!”
Wencai turned around and looked at Russell in surprise. How did he know that Zhe Gu was not at home since his junior brother didn’t go in
Russell rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "You idiot! If she's at home, how could she lock it from the outside!"
On the tightly closed door, a big lock was clearly visible. Wencai scratched his head in embarrassment.
Why didn’t I see it just now
What should Wencai do since Zhe Gu is not at home? He was at a loss for words. He was unfamiliar with the place and didn't know where to look for her.
Does he have to wait at the door? If Zhe Gu doesn’t come back for a few days, he will be in trouble!
Russell walked forward, stood on tiptoe to look at the keyhole, then took out a piece of paper from his arms. The paper kept changing its shape in his hand.
Under Wencai's confused eyes, the piece of paper slowly turned into a long and thin key.
Russell reached for the key, but to his embarrassment, he was too short to reach it...
…
Russell rubbed his hands vigorously, and the key in his hand kept getting longer, until it was half a meter long. He poked it upwards and twisted it, and with a click, the lock opened!
He couldn't help feeling proud of himself, thinking that he was really a little genius.
Unless he brags, there is no girl's door that he can't open!
Russell pushed the door open and as soon as he entered, he heard some chattering sounds, which seemed particularly noisy. From the sound, he could tell that they were all children's voices.
Following the sound, Russell quickly found an altar for worshipping the spirits.
The altar is divided into nine levels, and each level is filled with many statues. The baby statues are neatly arranged and lifelike.
Russell was silent for a moment. In the eyes of outsiders, these statues were well carved and very lifelike.
But in Russell's eyes, they were all living ghosts, all parasitic in these statues, male or female, and ignorant.
Some of them curiously poked their heads out to look at Russell, while others were soundly sleeping. The chirping sound just now was made by them.
"well!"
Russell couldn't help but shook his head. These little ghosts were the most unlucky. They had finally accumulated enough good karma to be reincarnated, but in the end they either had a miscarriage, abortion, or died suddenly.
Without the protection of the physical body, ghosts are helpless and unable to reincarnate. The six realms of reincarnation in the underworld are not free.
We can only wait until they gradually develop intelligence before we can find ways to earn merit in the underworld and be reborn.
This is a bit of luck.
If you are unlucky, you may suffer from abortions and miscarriages several times...
Russell looked up at the top of the altar, and Wencai also noticed something different at this time, "Junior brother, why are the three at the top different?"
More than just different, the difference is simply as huge as heaven. The eight-story statues below the altar are lifelike and look cute.
The statue on the ninth floor was a purple one, looking ferocious, with red lines wrapped around its body and its eyes covered with a red ribbon.
"This is an evil baby. It is too violent and cannot be seen by humans!"
Russell looked at the curious Wencai and threatened him directly, "You have to be careful. If he gets into your stomach, tsk tsk, Senior Brother, have you ever seen a man give birth to a child?"
Wencai shuddered all over and quickly hid far away in fear.
Russell couldn't help but laugh. He reached out to take some yellow paper from the altar and folded it quietly.
What they folded were ingots, which were money to humans but delicious food to these little devils.
This is not ordinary yellow paper, but specially made.
People eat food, ghosts eat air.
Russell was folding paper ingots, and the spirit infants on the altar quietly poked their heads out, seeming to find nothing unusual.
There was also a child in front of them, so they became bolder.
"Who are those two down there?"
“I don’t know!”
"Could it be a bad guy?"
"That shouldn't be the case. He smells so good!"
“I think it smells good, too.”
"How about we go play with him?"
"No, no, Aunt Zhe said that we can't tease others."
"This is obviously a doll, and dolls are not people."
“Is the doll a person?”
“…, probably not.”
As these spirit babies were talking at once, Russell's face turned dark, and his original sympathy disappeared in an instant.
Why are these goods similar to the ones he had in Yizhuang
Damn, what a bunch of naughty kids!
Russell raised his head and saw the group of spirit babies ready to move. He had a blank expression on his face and slowly stretched out his right hand.
"Crackle, crackle."
Bright white arcs of lightning kept jumping between his fingers. Russell smiled coldly, "Little guys, who are you calling inhuman?"
The spirit babies looked at each other with their eyes wide open. They dared to say that because no one except Zhe Gu could understand what they were saying.
Now it's over. Their bad words were heard. Seeing Russell's unfriendly face and the lightning dancing in his hand, the spirit babies trembled.
Then, they shouted in unison, "Daddy!"
Russell: …
It's numb!
Looking at these "sensible" spirit babies, Russell couldn't help but take back Yang Wu Lei and touched his nose with his hand guiltily.
It's really embarrassing to tell others that I bullied a group of kids who I don't know if they were three or four years old!
Russell suddenly felt bored and could only find a place to sit down and wait quietly for Zhe Gu to come back.
He could have just picked up the jar and left, but he felt that was a bit impolite, and he also wanted to meet Zhe Gu.
This is the woman who took away Uncle Jiu's virginity for more than 40 years. Maybe she will be his future master's wife!
Russell was resting with his eyes closed, while on the other side, Zhe Gu was in some trouble.
At this time, Zhe Gu was walking back and forth in a deserted house. She also learned Maoshan magic, but because she was a woman, few people were willing to hire her.
She also had some free time to take care of some spiritual infants, help them to develop their intelligence and reincarnate.
Every time you help someone, you can earn some merit. Although it is small, it accumulates into a considerable amount.
The most important thing is that it can help those poor little ghosts.
And now, Zhe Gu, as usual, has been commissioned by a family to find someone!
A girl, a girl abandoned in this house.
Thinking of this, Zhe Gu couldn't help but sigh. Unless a girl was born into a wealthy family, she would really be a burden.
She had seen too many poor families abandoning or selling their daughters, and Zhe Gu was powerless to do anything.
If you can find one, take it away and raise it if it’s alive. If it’s dead, take it away to be reincarnated.
But today, something seems to have gone wrong.
Zhe Gu's face was solemn. She held a rosary in her hand, which was a top-quality magical instrument that had the ability to ward off evil and avoid danger.
Even with the magic weapon in her hand, she did not dare to be careless at all, because it seemed like she had walked this road for the second time.
But she couldn't find anything strange, as if this road was just like this!
Zhe Gu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Suddenly, she heard a strange noise behind her. She turned her head alertly and found that it was a woman.
A normal woman, not a ghost!
Zhe Gu still didn't dare to be careless, and warned, "It's not easy to stay here for long, leave quickly!"
The woman looked a little flustered, nodded, and hurriedly ran past Zhe Gu. Zhe Gu was startled, gritted her teeth and chased after her.
With the woman's guidance, Zhe Gu did not get lost this time. Instead, she seemed to have found herself in a different world and arrived at a yard.
The yard was desolate and dilapidated, with only one tree. It was summer, but there was not a single green leaf on the tree. It was completely bare.
The ground was covered with fallen leaves, various insects were crawling around, and the smell was particularly bad.
The woman ran staggeringly, took something out of her arms, threw it forward, and then ran away without looking back.
Zhe Gu grabbed her, but she pushed him away with a look of horror, as if there was something terrible in it.
The farther the woman ran, the stronger the ominous premonition in Zhe Gu's heart became. She originally wanted to leave, but when she thought of the little girl, she turned her head away.
After walking a few steps forward, Zhe Gu discovered that there was a dry well under the tree, where the woman had just dropped a bag.
Maybe because he was too nervous, the bag fell at the edge of the well instead of being thrown down.
The ominous premonition in Zhegu's heart became stronger and stronger. She only heard people say that someone had abandoned the little girl in this yard, and she heard crying from a long distance away.
It should be fine!
Zhe Gu opened the bag with trembling hands, and inside was a doll of a little girl with a yellow paper talisman stuck on its forehead.
It looked like a ghostly talisman, but Zhe Gu could understand it. It was clearly a rune to suppress evil spirits and prevent ghosts from haunting one.
While Zhe Gu was shocked, the panicked woman seemed to have lost her way and was running around in the house.
No matter how she ran, she couldn't escape from this small house. She became more and more frightened and always felt that someone was staring at her.
The woman was tired from running, and she couldn't help breathing heavily while holding onto the wall. A cold hand slowly touched her back.
The woman was horrified and too frightened to move.
"Mom, it's your turn to choose. Do you want yellow paper or white paper?"
A child's voice came from behind the woman, but the woman couldn't stop trembling.
Because just yesterday, the woman pushed her into the well with her own hands to prevent her from coming back in the future.
I’m old, I don’t know the way, it’s troublesome!
After all, this is her own flesh and blood. The woman was hesitant and asked the girl to choose the piece of paper. If she chose the right one, she would live.
And now…
"Choose red paper or white paper!"
The voice seemed a little impatient, and the woman felt increasingly cold on her back, a chill that bit her bones.
She was trembling, her teeth were chattering, "White paper!"
The woman knelt down on the ground helplessly. The yellow paper she had originally written represented being pushed into a well, and the white paper represented being suffocated to death.
I had a dream last night that I was haunted by an evil ghost, so I thought of using a talisman to suppress it.
The woman had a tragic smile on her face. She had turned into a fierce ghost. How could he let her go alive
Two pieces of paper slowly fell in front of her eyes, and she could see the words on them clearly.
Red means skinning.
White means deboning!