Food anchor teaches you how to raise ghosts

The vast black water swept across the entire forest, and one tree after another couldn't bear the impact and fell over.The water dragon wreaked havoc until it exhausted the swamp and quagmire before it gradually calmed down.

In the haze, Xia Chun vaguely felt that someone was hugging him, with strong arms tightly around his waist, no matter how strong the water flow was, that force was very calm.

When he woke up, the moon was still hanging in the sky, and the ghost monk had disappeared.His body was wet, and when he stretched out his hands, he was covered with mud.He lay on his back in a daze for a long time before Xia Chun came back to his senses, his body shook violently, and he wanted to get up and look for that brat.

It was only after such a movement of his body that he felt drenched all over, his limbs were weak, his back was aching, his chest was heavy, and he couldn't get up.He subconsciously touched his chest ribs, wanting to check if there was any bone injury, but when he did so, he felt something soft.

Xia Chun brushed away the wet hair on his face, looked down, and saw that the kid was lying on his chest like a koala, with two short arms around him, his body heaving and falling regularly, as if he was in a deep sleep.

No wonder I couldn't breathe, it turned out that there was such a small thing lying on my body.Xia Chun heaved a sigh of relief, fell back again, and touched the kid's back twice, thankfully he didn't lose him again this time.

But when he was drowsy, who hugged him to avoid those trees?Xia Chun pressed his eyes, but he couldn't remember what that person looked like, he only vaguely remembered seeing strips of golden streamer, like a painting painted with gold lacquer, which was very clear in the water.

After a while, Xia Chun gradually regained his physical strength, and his sensory perception also awakened, and he couldn't help but feel a little awkward.He couldn't make physical contact with people, and if it wasn't for the critical situation at the time, it was too late to think about it, and it would have been impossible for him to hug that brat anyway.

Now he felt the child pressed against his chest, Xia Chun became tense, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.He sat up with his arms around the child, looking at the child's face, feeling a little embarrassed.

The child is indeed very beautiful, with exquisite and delicate features. It can be said that he has porcelain skin and a beautiful face. If he is taken outside, he may not be able to walk ten steps, and the onlookers will kneel down and beg for a kiss.

But Xia Chun always had an impulse, if it wasn't too inhumane, he couldn't help but throw the kid out.But perhaps because of a four or five-year-old child, Xia Chun's physical aversion is not too high, and he can still grit his teeth and persist.

He wiped his personal terminal and found that it was still usable after starting it up.His tiny number of fans were waiting in the live broadcast room of "Mr. Alcohol", and when they saw him reconnecting online, they were immediately overwhelmed with excitement.

"Anchor, you're still alive, I'm going to fucking collapse!"

"What a fate, I thought this was really the last live broadcast."

"A good anchor is rewarded with good rewards. If he saves the child, he will be fine."

"Scared me to tears, really, my mother asked me if I was broken in love again..."

"It's all right." Xia Chun stood up with his arms around the kid, looking around and comforting the audience, "I'm a man who've eaten ghosts before, how can I be defeated by such a little storm. The child is also fine, just fell asleep .I'm currently in...at..."

After looking around, Xia Chun realized something was wrong.He had thought that he would be washed into the woods with the current, but he didn't expect the current to swirl, and he was swept to the bottom of the mire like waste paper in a toilet.

The moonlight shone brightly on the ground, and the water in the swamp lake was drained, and the big swamp turned into a deep sinkhole, and I didn't know where to start when I wanted to climb out.He took two steps with one deep foot and one shallow foot, the kid suddenly put his arms around his neck, buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder and rubbed it.

"Are you awake?" Xia Chun tugged at the kid's arm, "If you're awake, I'll put you down."

The little ghost didn't say anything, and didn't let go, like a pendant growing on his body, he just stared at him with those bright eyes under the moonlight, and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, as if he was looking at some delicious food.

Xia Chun: "Why, when you saw me, you remembered the taste of grilled crabs? Snack, can I let you down and go by yourself?"

The little ghost didn't answer, but buried his face on his shoulder again, hugged him tightly and didn't let go, Xia Chun was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

The muddy water in the tiankeng was cleared, and in the middle of the collapse, a strange building was exposed. The lower half was sunken in the mud, and the upper half was dark, even the moonlight could not illuminate it. Like a temple.

Xia Chun wrung out his wet beard, changed from a savage to a clay figurine, stepped on the soft rotten mud at the bottom of the pit, and walked closer, only to find that all the vermilion paint of this temple had fallen off, leaving only the rotten and blackened walls and walls. It's really hard to describe what the bare pillars look like.

"666, I found the legendary Tu'e Temple!"

"Honestly, this place looks a little scary."

"The Tu'e Temple, which suppresses monsters and is guarded by eight hundred King Kong, is just such a small one? I don't believe it."

According to the legend, although the Tu'e Temple does not offer incense or accept pilgrims, it should still be a dense treasure temple with solemn magical methods, and it should not be limited to this scale.

While the audience was discussing the building in front of them with high spirits, Xia Chun had already stepped into the gate of the temple, and was facing the main hall in the center of the courtyard and said with a serious face: "Everyone who cultivates immortals, this is the legendary Tu'e Temple, of course it is not All, but only part of it."

As he said, most of the walls of the ancient temple have collapsed. Except for the relatively complete main hall in front of him, most of them are still buried deep in the mud, and only a spire and a few roofs can be seen.

Xia Chun turned on the terminal's lighting system and stepped into Tu E's Palace. Suddenly, he felt the cold wind blowing against his face, and his already drenched clothes pressed against his body, making it even more uncomfortable.He himself didn't care, but he was thinking about the kid: "Is it cold?"

The little ghost looked indifferent, and didn't seem to care about the lowering temperature.Xia Chun touched his head and asked again: "What's your name?"

The kid still didn't respond, Xia Chun who was ignored again suspected that he might be a mute.

On the left and right sides of the main hall, the statues of arhats with blurred faces stared fiercely with only their eyeballs remaining, adding to the dark and gloomy atmosphere around them. There was no Holy Prophet who was not to be disturbed in the Buddhist hall at all, but it was like a ghost world.

Two rows of tall stone pillars propped up the roof, creating a corridor in the middle of the hall.Xia Chun took a few steps in the depths, unexpectedly, in the middle of the stone platform where the Buddha's golden body was supposed to be enshrined, there was a dark thing standing upright, the top of which poked straight to the roof, and the thickness required two people embrace.

Xia Chun walked up to him, and found that the thing itself was not black, but was pasted with a layer of dense black paper. There was also a red mark on the paper, which hadn't faded in the past thousands of years. It was as red as blood, but it couldn't be seen. It is a word or a picture.

Some viewers speculated that this was the monster that the Buddha sealed in the temple. Xia Chun raised his eyebrows, thinking how could the monster be a pillar?He walked around the stone platform, pushed aside the old broken objects hanging from above, and saw a faded temple mural.

Most of the murals have lost their traces, and they can only be vaguely seen as the mountains and rivers of the Saha world, the three realms and the five elements.He was looking at a big tree running through six paths in the painting, when he heard someone behind him say: "I know what is being suppressed here."

Xia Chun immediately turned around, seeing that it was Feng Yuzhi and Meng Meng, he was relieved immediately: "Are you all alright?"

Mengmeng looked fine, she bundled up her wet hair, looking a bit sassy.She seemed to be extremely interested in exploring the secrets. Although she had experienced some thrills, her face was full of excitement at this time.

Feng Yuzhi's complexion was a little pale, probably because he was hit by the spiritual light of the ghost monk, and was carried by the current to bump into the forest. He didn't look very energetic, but he still maintained a bit of a practitioner's dignity .

Xia Chun: "Where's that female ghost?"

Feng Yuzhi took out a dark red kit embroidered with silver thread and shook it: "I put it in the Xianyuan soul lock bag in time, and I can't escape."

Xia Chun: "The female ghost is nothing, but what is the origin of that ghost monk? I have never heard of such a ghost in the local area. Why did he attack us?"

Feng Yuzhi shook his head with an ugly face.He thought that even if he put in a little effort, he would be able to win the Ghost Monk, but he never thought that he was no match at all, not to mention his injury, but let the client take care of him, and this year's year-end bonus must be gone.He walked to the mural, traced the outline of the big tree with his fingertips, and said hoarsely: "I didn't expect it to really exist in the world."

Xia Chun's attention returned to the mural, and he humbly asked for advice: "Mr. Feng, what is 'it'?"

The little ghost suddenly pulled his beard, Xia Chun grabbed the little ghost's wrist to signal him to stop, waiting for Feng Yuzhi's answer.

Feng Yuzhi pressed his weak chest, and said slowly: "In the Saha world, there is a small world named Yanfuti, which is named after the unique 'Yamfu' tree in the world. The Yanfu tree grows from the river. , there is red golden sand in the water with a hint of purple light, which is regarded as the color of the emperor, and is known as Yanfu sandalwood. The gold of the golden body of the Buddha statue is this Yanfu sandalwood."

"Although the Yanfu tree is in the human world, it is rooted in the way of ghosts and spreads its branches and leaves in the way of heaven. It hears and sees the Buddha's lectures every day, and its torso is soaked in the fireworks in the world. Take it as nourishment."

Having said that, he looked at the pitch-black object: "In my opinion, this is the Yanfu tree."

"Isn't it... a bit small?" Mengmeng looked up, although it is indeed very tall in this hall, but according to the legend that it can penetrate the six realms, this Yanfu tree is not so small.

Feng Yuzhi also guessed: "Because the original body was destroyed by the Buddha, only a certain part of it was left. The blood curse paper on it should be the sealed spell."

"So, these black talismans can't be torn off?" Xia Chun asked suddenly.

Feng Yuzhi smiled lightly, and said with some sympathy for ignorant mortals: "It's not a question of whether it can be done. The black talisman should be the Buddha Seal Six Paths Sealing Demon Talisman, not to mention ordinary people, even people in my way can't tear it off easily , unlock the seal."

Xia Chun coughed, supported the kid's butt with one hand, and raised a black amulet with the other: "I touched it just now, and I lost one for some reason."

Feng Yuori: "..."

Seeing that Master Feng became nervous, Xia Chun said, "There are so many stickers on it, it should be okay to lose one or two."

The talisman paper that seals the monster is not just pasted casually, it must have a certain level of mana to seal its magic.But at this moment, there was no sound around, and there was no abnormality. The "Dinghai Shenzhen Needle" covered with black talismans did not move. It did not turn pale as Feng Yuzhi thought, and a big black-faced ghost with teeth and claws jumped out.

It seems that this should not be the Yan Fushu, otherwise how could the six magic-sealing talismans lowered by the Buddha himself be wiped off by someone.

Xia Chun asked the audience in the live broadcast room: "Mr. Feng, why did the Buddha condemn this tree?"

"That's because..." Feng Yuzhi was about to explain, but was interrupted by a clear bell.

The three people in the hall were startled at the same time, and all turned their heads to look at the door.There is a cold shadow hovering in front of the temple gate, and the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle exuding red dark light in his hand is lingering in fear.

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