Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang stunned, suddenly thought of something, smiled slightly, took off the sneakers, both hands reached into the two shoes, smashed under the insole, went out, two ghosts, rolled to the ground .

Ye Shaoyang fixed his eyes and saw a pair of boys and girls who looked like twelve or three years old, but they wore yellow shrouds with red blush on their faces. They had a cinnabar flower on their faces and they couldn’t hold their heads on the ground. .

A funeral boy with a funeral? Ye Shaoyang sighed secretly, released her suffocation, and felt it in a pair of ghosts. Only ghosts, no evil, indicating that they have not harmed people, the three souls are complete, and they have not used any evil spirits. .

"You are a guardian boy?" asked Ye Shaoyang.

"Go back to the Master, yes." The young man bowed and choked. "We are living in the tomb and starving to death. To this day, it has been four hundred and thirty years..."

Ye Shaoyang sighed secretly and said: "Why don't you go to the sinister report?"

"There is a certain soul in this tomb. We can't get out. So, I want to hide in the shoes of the Archmage and take us out in the footsteps of the Archmage. Oh, ask the Archmage to fulfill us."

"Where did the tomb owner go?" Ye Shaoyang asked again.

"The array here is built by himself, so it is useless to his ghosts. After it dies, the soul flies away. It must have been in the gloomy, and we have been punished for hundreds of years." Finished, two ghosts I cried together.

Ye Shaoyang still wants to ask something. At this time, there was a strange laughter from the coffin. Ye Shaoyang was shocked. After the conflict, he didn’t have time to take care of the two little devils. He quickly took out a charm and put the two ghosts together. Then took a sigh of relief and walked over to the coffin.

Because the long candle is placed on the corner of the ground, and the coffin is relatively high, the light does not go in, only through the rest of the light, you can see the shape of a person, lying straight in the coffin, what looks like, what to wear can not see .

Ye Shaoyang grabbed the nails and walked to the coffin in one breath. He leaned over and looked at it. He suddenly couldn’t speak: the one lying in the coffin was actually a person wearing modern clothes! It’s a man, it looks like he’s in his twenties, his expression is very serene, lying in the coffin, his belly is still drumming, it seems... sleeping?

Ye Shaoyang perceives a bit. This guy is only angry with people. He has no ghosts and corpses. He can't help but squat. At this moment, the zombies open their mouths and make two strange smiles. Then they sigh: "I want Money, I want beauty too..."

There are not many zombies who can talk, but it is not impossible to repair them, but... zombies need money, beauty?

What's special! Ye Shaoyang suddenly understood and went up. He wanted to wake up directly, think about it, or take out the hook and soul, and pump it on the coffin cover. The coffin cover was originally made of metal, and the tomb was closed and empty. A loud noise was heard.

The "zombie" slammed up and looked up. The look was very flustered and looked to the left and right. Finally, it was fixed on the face of Ye Shaoyang. The pupil was enlarged. After a few seconds, he raised his right hand and made a French seal. He said: "Where? The little devil, seeing the house and collecting you."

His eyes swept away and saw the sorrowful rope in his hand. He was shocked and immediately changed his smile. He said, "It turned out to be a poor man, a lifeless Buddha, in the next four treasures."

This is the turn of Ye Shaoyang frowning: this guy will read the Buddha number, and the French seal of his hands, clearly is the Buddha's cloud of souls, is it wrong, this guy is not a tomb thief, is a mage?

Thinking of this, Ye Shaoyang decided to test him and said: "When you touch the gold, the South is still the North?"

Master Sibao sneaked up and looked at him again and again, saying: "You are not a ghost, then how do you have a soul?"

"You are a little embarrassed, hurry up and answer." Ye Shaoyang said so, but he thought, this guy recognized at a glance that he took the soul, it is a bit of insight.

Master Sibao smiled. "I said, I am a mage, not a tomb. You have misunderstood."

Ye Shaoyang snorted: "You are a mage, how come here?"

"I..." Master Sibao scratched his head. "I am here, looking for one thing."

"what?"

"Hey, let's meet each other, this is not convenient."

Ye Shaoyang thought about it and forced him to use it, so he followed his voice and asked, "How come you sleep in the coffin?"

"I... I opened the coffin and looked for something. I didn't expect a special old man lying on it. Hey, old zombie, I didn't pay attention to him, he stunned, and later I didn't know." Now, I said, how did you get down?"

Ye Shaoyang ignored him and asked: "No, even if you faint, how can the zombies let you go?"

"I have a baby on my body. Before I was in a coma, I ended up with a Buddha's 'not broken gold body print'. This green-haired zombie is not enough to open the seal." This time, I did not wait for Ye Shaoyang to ask, the four treasures master took the initiative to solve from the wrist. The next bunch of beads was handed over.

Ye Shaoyang took a look at the past, the beads were made of bodhi, and the above water used a layer of light. Each of the beads was engraved with a "卐" on both sides, which clearly felt the spiritual power flowing in it. It is a rare implement.

By the dark light of the long candle, Ye Shaoyang once again looked at this mysterious guy, only to see that he was tall, shoulder-length, with a small flat head, wearing a sports suit, if it was not dirty, It also looks like a big eyebrow, a human model dog.

Is it really a Buddhist disciple?

"You are asking me, who are you," Master Sibao looked at him up and down. "Why are you holding a hook?"

Ye Shaoyang didn't want to tell him, but he thought that he couldn't get through the bottom, fearing that it was not easy to talk from his mouth, and he made a head and said: "There is no god."

Master Sibao glanced at him and said, "You are a Taoist, which one?"

"Maoshan Mengwei Tianshi Road."

"Hey, Maoshan disciple! Fortunately, will you be lucky?" Master Sibao arched his hand intimately. "Which year is your foreigner disciple, I also have a friend who has visited Maoshan, maybe there are acquaintances."

Ye Shaoyang is speechless. The disciples outside Maoshan come and go, but they don't enter the back hill. They rarely meet, and they can't remember almost one name.

At this time, Master Sibao folded his hands and said: "Five Taiwanese welcoming the ancestors, and the home is Wutaishan. Under the master of the Lotus, it is not a tomb thief."

Ye Shaoyang frowned, dare to love this guy is a Buddhist disciple, so he asked: "This ancient tomb was closed before, where did you come from?"