Chao Kongtu was sitting on the plane, leaning against the window on the left and Xiao Jin on the right.
He has always disliked being by the window, but at this moment he is very fortunate. After all, it is easier to smash the window and jump off the plane than to plug that noisy little mouth.
"You haven't even arrived at the innate, are you really sure?"
"You don't even have innate talent, can you really kill that ghost?"
"You don't even have innate talent, so you really won't hurt my mother?"
When she made this set of soul-chasing triple calls for the twentieth time, Chao Kongtu finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "You can doubt my strength, but don't doubt my ability to catch ghosts. As long as the ghost doesn't have supernatural powers, it will die undoubtedly."
"Cut, if you delete the second half of the sentence, you can still pretend to be a complete jerk." Xiao Jin despised it.
"You are ignorant and don't take me with you?"
Not to be outdone, Chao Kongtu said, "If it really produces supernatural powers, you probably won't even have a chance to sit here and hate me."
Yo!
Little Soap froze for a moment, she had always been against others, and she never imagined that she would be against others. This feeling is simply too miraculous, for a while, I can't turn around the corner, and I blinked and blinked without yelling.
"..."
And Chao Kongtu heaved a sigh of relief, the shit finally stopped!
It is said that he arrived at Maoshan at noon today, did not rest, and got on the plane to Shengtian again. Not surprisingly, it will arrive this evening.
When Gu Yu and Xiao Zhai saw him, there was nothing unusual about him. There was a politeness in the enthusiasm, and aloofness in the friendliness—it was like really inviting a Maoshan master and taking him to catch ghosts.
Of course, he is not an ordinary person, and his mind is unimaginable. Even when he was in Changbai Mountain, he was instantly killed by someone, and he was embedded into the wall in embarrassment.
To be honest, Chao Kongtu is a cultivator, it's normal to have such skills in nourishing qi, but in reality, his mentality is extremely depressed.
For example, at school or at work, it is obvious that someone rubs against the ground and loses all face. As a result, when the leader gave an order, you had to wipe away your blood and tears, and ran to hold your stinky feet.
The so-called people are poor and short-sighted, a wise saying. Either your skills are not as good as others, or your relationship is not as good as others, you are not qualified to overturn the table.
You don't have to pretend, this kind of thing is very common. If anyone has had a similar experience, come to Laotie, give me a call!
The two of them are fighting each other here, and the other side is also emotional.
Zheng Ma hugged her son tightly, huddled in her seat with a worried expression. She has already regretted it, and she has been scolding herself since getting on the plane, why is Mao so impulsive
I didn't understand anything, so I just followed along stupidly!
"..."
Zheng Kaixin was also very nervous, instead of being excited, he was just anxious and uneasy about leaving his hometown and facing the new environment.
The mother and son peeked diagonally ahead, where Gu Yu and Xiao Zhai were sitting, and secretly said at the same time: Observe again, if something is wrong, leave immediately!
…
In the blink of an eye, it was evening, Sheng Tian.
Father Jiang sent a car to pick him up, and a group of people got off the plane and went straight to Jiang's house. When the car stopped at the gate of the villa, Xiao Qiu had already walked out quickly.
It was not surprising that she had met so many people through the phone call beforehand. After a brief introduction, she reported the situation: "Auntie's condition is fairly stable. She struggles a bit during the day, but she can still handle it."
"That's good, go up and have a look!"
A group of people rushed upstairs, all very eager, and unintentionally left Zheng Ma and Zheng Kaixin behind. People are the most sensitive to this kind of thing, especially when they first arrive in a different place, they feel panic and are prone to extreme emotions.
Hey, the little angel Long Qiu was still warm, deliberately stopped, and waved: "Happy, come!"
"..."
Zheng Kaixin looked at her mother, saw her nodding, and then ran over.
Long Qiu squatted down, took a look, and said with a smile, "You look really energetic, and you will definitely be very handsome in the future! My sister will tell you, there is an aunt up there who is sick, and it is very, very scary. You just stay here for now. Here, we will come down in a while, understand?"
"Well, I can feel that there is something strange on it!"
The child's expression is very funny, probably similar to the emoticon package of "There is still such an operation".
"Puchi!"
Long Qiu was amused by being teased, and said again: "So you have to be obedient, protect your mother, and find that aunt (nanny) if you need anything."
"Well, I want to protect my mother!"
Wow, Zheng Kaixin was coaxed into a dizzy state, where have I seen such a gentle and lovely young lady? And Long Qiu greeted Zheng Ma again, and then ran upstairs.
Seeing this attitude, Mama Zheng felt a little relieved, and sat on the sofa with her son, waiting patiently.
…
"ah!"
"I'm so hungry, I want to eat!"
"I beg you, give me something to eat... You guys must die, ah!"
On the big bed, Yang Qing was still struggling and shouting, his face contorted, more intense than when he left. Obviously, after a few days, Quxie Pill couldn't suppress it anymore.
"Chao Daochang, what do you think we should do?" Uncle Jiang looked sad and haggard a lot.
"Oh, don't worry."
Chao Kongtu glanced at it, he knew what he was doing, and said, "I'm going to do the trick, but I have to trouble the layman, I have to take a shower and change clothes first."
"..."
Little Soap moved her lips, wanting to complain, but it was a matter of her mother's life and death, so it was rare for her to be well-behaved.
In the impression of ordinary people, as long as Maoshan Taoist priests catch ghosts, they must set up altars, but this is not the case. The so-called dharma altar is a place where the great masters of the past dynasties are enshrined, rituals are performed, rituals are held, and scriptures are preached. It is extremely majestic and grand.
Taoist priests do not have their own altars, and each Taoist temple has only one altar, also known as the Dharma Hall.
Not long after, Chao Kongtu finished his bath and came out from the inner room.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw him wearing a large purple cassock, double-breasted, calf-length, sleeveless, with long sleeves, on which there were Yin-Yang gossip embroidered with gold and silver threads.
With a high bun and a square crown on her head, those eyebrows are already tall and straight, but with the crown set off, they are even more heroic.
"Several lay Buddhists, please avoid them for the time being."
He seemed to be a different person, with a calm demeanor, just like everyone else, and he gave a leisurely salute.
"Oh, good!"
When ordinary people went out, Chao Kongtu took his luggage, first took out a hand-sized pottery altar, and said, "Long Layman, please stay outside the house, if ghost energy comes out of the window, just use the altar to point it at it." .”
"clear!"
Long Qiu took a look and saw a talisman hidden inside, so he went downstairs immediately without asking any further questions.
Then, he took out a compass and fiddled with it for a while, as if he was looking for the direction. Then he shook open a cloth bag, and a few thin bones fell out with a clatter.
"What is this?" Xiao Jin wondered.
"The throat of a chicken is the throat bone of a chicken. A chicken is the creature with the most yang energy other than a virgin. The blood and bones of a chicken after death will not dissipate the yang energy for a year."
He explained a sentence, paced forward, slapped the left corner of the door, and a piece of chicken throat was pressed in. Followed by two steps across, on the upper wall on the right side, another beat.
In this way, it seemed that according to a weird road map, six pieces were shot one after another.
"ah!"
When the sixth chicken throat was pushed down, Yang Qing screamed suddenly, struggling violently like never before, and there was a kind of fear in the madness, "I want to eat you! I want to eat you! You will die! "
"..."
Chao Kongtu was too lazy to deal with it, leaving a piece of useless. Seeing that the three were in a daze, he explained: "There are seven passes in Maoshan Art, Yunken Pass, Shangxi Pass, Zichen Pass, Shangyang Pass, and Tianyang Pass. , Yusu Pass, and Taiyou Pass. These seven passes represent the direction of Yang Qi in a certain area, as large as a city and as small as a room. This is called the Seven Star Nail Soul Formation, and I nailed all the seven passes to death. It will stop flowing. If the ghost cannot feel the yang energy, it will lose its recognition and will not be able to do evil to harm her soul. I will force it out again and destroy it in one fell swoop!"