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Chapter 388 Whipping
"Open the altar, how to do it!"

Seeing that the ghosts on the mahjong board are planning to play tricks, Lin Jiuying no longer hesitates.

Take out two red candles from the backpack on the side and light them, put them on both ends of the table, then take out three incense sticks and respectfully insert them into the rice bowl, then step on the Yin-Yang Bagua step, pinch the Fajue with one hand, and put it in your mouth Say something.

"Elves, elves, I don't know their names, give you three ghosts, come to my altar, read the mantra, the sky will appear quickly, break the army and hear my order, the gods and ghosts will take the form, and hurry like a law!"

With the thought of Fa Jue in his mouth, Lin Jiuying pointed to the incense stick in the bowl. In the next second, a ball of flame burst out from his fingertips, instantly igniting the incense in front of him. Looking at the burning incense head, Lin Jiuying's face With a solemn expression, the index finger and middle finger moved around the incense head together, and then pointed to where Ahao was.

Under the eyes of Lao Qian and others, a wisp of white smoke emerged from the incense head, circled in mid-air, and then drifted towards the living room as if guided by some kind.

This unreasonable scene naturally made the awe in the eyes of the surrounding people more obvious.

Obviously, this Daoist Lin is not someone who has gained a reputation, but a true Taoist with a lot of practice.

And as the smoke drifted away, the three ghost hands who were rubbing the mahjong tiles in front of the mahjong table and were about to do tricks couldn't help but pause.

"You guys, do you smell anything?"

Aunt Tai poked her head, sniffed both sides, and asked the other two ghosts.

"Hearing what you said, there is indeed a smell around."

Wrinkling his nose, he tried his best to inhale. Uncle Yu also replied with a gloomy expression, and at the same time, he exchanged glances with Brother Long, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Under normal circumstances, after becoming a ghost, they have no sense organs. For them, everything is nothingness. They cannot eat or drink water. , They are extremely eager for the real world, so they want to win what they want by playing mahjong, including the opponent's body.

Among the three ghosts, Uncle Yu has been dead the longest and has been a ghost for the longest time.

This was the first time it smelled after it became a ghost.

Faced with this sudden smell, the ghosts subconsciously took a deep breath. Following their actions, three faint figures appeared in place in front of the mahjong table.

"This is?!"

Standing behind Lin Jiuying, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw the figure appearing on the mahjong table.

As the saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.

Although even from Lao Qian's mouth, he already knew that the existence of playing mahjong with him was a ghost, but when a few people saw the three vague figures appearing in the living room with their own eyes, they still subconsciously shouted.

Following the exclamation of several people, the ghost who was at the mahjong table seemed to have noticed the people not far away.

They turned their heads and looked with gloomy expressions. The first thing they saw was Lin Jiuying standing in front of the table with a righteous face.

"master!"

The mahjong that had been playing well suddenly stopped, and with the abnormal reactions of the ghosts in his eyes, Ah Hao immediately realized that it was his master who did it.

Looking back at Lin Jiuying standing in front of the altar, he couldn't help blurting out.

"master?!"

Hearing the address in Ahao's mouth, Yu Bo's gloomy expression on the opposite side of him changed, and he stared at Lin Jiuying at the table and asked sinisterly.

"You did all this?"

Nodding to Ahao who was in front of the mahjong table to signal him to be calm, Lin Jiuying and the ghosts in the living room looked at each other, then cupped his fists and said politely: "Everyone, as the saying goes, humans and ghosts have different paths. If you become a ghost, then you should stop being greedy for reality, ghosts have ghosts, and humans have humane, I think you will end this mahjong game first..."

Lin Jiuying's polite appearance is undoubtedly the idea of ​​courtesy first and soldiers later.

But apparently the three ghosts in the living room don't take that.

"The mahjong game is over?"

"who do you think You Are!"

He patted the mahjong table and made a dull sound. Brother Long, who had a knife in his chest, looked at Lin Jiuying with a gloomy face and said.

"I advise you guy, don't meddle in your own business, or else I'll do it with you."

Even if he turned into a ghost, Brother Long didn't change his demeanor.

And as its voice fell, the other two ghosts on the side also stood up from the mahjong table tacitly, and looked at Lin Jiuying with a gloomy expression.

Obviously, what Brother Long said was their attitude at the moment.

After finally catching a guy, it is naturally impossible for them to let go so easily.

"It looks like there's nothing to talk about?"

Facing Brother Long's arrogant attitude, Lin Jiuying's expression remained unchanged, she just shook her head slightly, and said with a sigh.

"Ahao, get out of the way!"

Since persuasion was useless, Lin Jiuying didn't hesitate anymore, he opened his mouth and yelled at Ah Hao at the mahjong table.

"Okay, master."

The latter nodded and quickly jumped away from the mahjong table.

As the apprentice stepped aside, Lin Jiuying immediately reached out to pick up a grain of rice from the incense bowl and put it on the candle beside it.

Bang!
In the next second, Lin Jiuying saw the rice grains at Lin Jiuying's fingertips turn into a ball of flames, and he flicked the flames from the rice grains into the small bowl of rooster blood, and the whole bowl of chicken blood ignited instantly.

Inserting his finger into the burning rooster blood and stirring it a few times, the expression on Lin Jiuying's face did not change at all in the face of the blazing flame in the bowl, as if the flame burning in the bowl had no effect on his fingers.

While stirring the burning rooster blood, Lin Jiuying grabbed the willow branch on the right hand side, and at the same time stepped on the yin and yang gossip steps, tossing and turning in front of the table, muttering words.

"People come separated by heavy paper, and ghosts come separated by mountains. Thousands of evils can't get rid of them, and ten thousand evils can't get rid of them. They are as urgent as the law."

After chanting the incantation, Lin Jiuying picked up the chicken blood in the bowl and wiped it on the willow branch in his hand. Following his movement, a faint red light flashed on the surface of the originally emerald green willow branch.

Grasping the willow branch that was shining red in her hand, Lin Jiuying jumped up, and her whole body jumped over the half-person-high table in front of her as lightly as a swallow, and rushed to the three ghosts in the living room, waving the willow branch Hit them down.

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With the red light on the surface of the willow branch flickering, the ghost that was drawn made a shrill scream as if it had been slashed by a sharp knife. The damage caused by this kind of damage to a spirit body is even more painful than that of a human being. .

"what!"

They originally relied on being ghosts, so they behaved unscrupulously.

But the willow branch in Lin Jiuying's hand broke their illusions. Facing Lin Jiuying who was killing everyone in front of him, the three ghosts could only cover their heads desperately, and kept running around in the living room to avoid the whipping of the willow branch.

(End of this chapter)