The master of metaphysics refreshes the daily life of Novice Village

Chapter 42 New Clues
"Ah, I, I just miss you, come and see you." Strangely enough, he felt restless along the way. Although living in an old dilapidated house was not as depressing as a big villa, it still made him somewhat depressed. There is a stuffy feeling.

But as soon as he arrived at the Taoist temple, he felt refreshed and felt comfortable anywhere!
"Miss me?" Kong Qianyu looked up and down at Meng Lingze, whose eyes were wandering around.

Well, this guy got lucky, so it was a blessing in disguise.

The living soul enjoyed the care of the thunder at close range, and all the airtight debts that had been wrapped around him in the past were completely eliminated. It can be said that he was reborn in his soul.As long as he doesn't commit a catastrophic death in the future and the Meng family's karma is implicated in him, he can save a small life.

"Sister, I moved to the community opposite."

"Oh."

Just a simple one?Meng Lingze was a little disappointed: "Sister, can I come see you more often in the future?"

"Are we familiar?"

Do you want to be so choked by your words?The young master was very unhappy because he was used to being flattered by others. He really wanted his sister and brother to reconcile and fall in love with each other in the future. What should I do if people don't appreciate it?
He wanted to fall out, but it was too comfortable to stay in Taoist Temple and he couldn't bear to leave.He had to put on a smile and pretend to be well-behaved, and sat down motionless.

Kong Qianyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and went straight to offer a stick of incense to his ancestor, and then took out the ghost beads to study them.

The aura of the third senior brother is always present in this bead, no matter how strong the ghost aura is, it cannot cover it up and engulf it.

She wanted to penetrate her consciousness, but was blocked time and time again. What kind of material was this little thing made of, so it could actually block her consciousness?She, who never had much patience, exerted a little force with her fingers, and the little ghost bead broke into pieces.

The overwhelming Yin Qi wanted to disperse and create mischief in all directions. Kong Qianyu flicked his sleeves, the breeze came slowly, the Yin and Yang were neutralized, and the atmosphere in the Taoist temple returned to calmness again.

This is?

The surface of the ghost bead was originally made of yin energy, and it ceased to exist after it shattered. What was lying in her hand now was a voice charm the size of a grain of rice, with the light of a pearl.

In her original world, the phonograph didn't look like this. As a well-read inventor, the third senior brother created this gadget uniquely. For a long time, it was used to toy with his fellow students.

Think about it, while you are eating, the rice in the bowl not only bites your teeth, but also yells, "Hey, it hurts, don't eat me." How does it feel?

It was difficult for Kong Qianyu to understand the pitiful sense of humor of the third senior brother. After hearing Lingmi speak three times in a row, she had to use her consciousness to pick out the voice charm every time before eating. Apart from being a little troublesome, there was nothing strange about it.

Now in this other world, she could still see this little thing of the third senior brother. She put it in her mouth and bit it hard.

"Ah! It hurts! Little junior sister, you are naughty again. This is not spiritual rice and cannot be eaten." The third senior brother's swishy voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Little junior sister, have you finally come to find me? ?I have been waiting for you for 500 years, it has been too long."

wait for me? 500 years?

What a joke!
It had only been over 200 years since the third senior brother rebelled, so how could he have waited for me for 500 years?
The reason why I came to find him was because of my master's instructions before ascending to the throne. How could the third senior brother not predict that the sect would send him here?
The voice in this phonograph is undoubtedly the third senior brother, but the content has no logic, which is strange.

Yan Gui had been struck to pieces by the sky thunder, and there was no way to ask where the voice talisman in her ghost bead came from. If she guessed correctly, it was precisely because this voice talisman had enough energy that she gave it to An opportunity for the naughty ghost to condense the ghost beads.

I finally got a clue about Senior Brother Dian San, and I had to check it out no matter what. "Meng Lingze, how did that pervert get entangled with you?" The person involved happened to be right next to him, so he might be able to find out something.

Being called by someone's first and last name may be everyone's childhood shadow. Meng Lingze smiled bitterly: "Sister, you should call me Aze."

After Kong Qianyu glanced at him and gave him an "Are we familiar with you" look, he quickly began to think about this year's unlucky trip to the Ghost Festival this year.

Young people always have the energy of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. On the Hungry Ghost Festival, when the older generation say that the gates of hell are wide open and the yin energy is at its strongest, and they must stay at home honestly, they are willing to do the opposite. Do it.

A large group of young men and women gathered in a bar in the city, dancing their youth passionately. Meng Lingze drank a little too much, and the atmosphere in the bar was turbid, so he sneaked to the back door to smoke a cigarette.

He remembered that after finishing his cigarette, he went back to the bar, and then everyone had a happy time together, until Kong Qianyu came to save him.

He really couldn't remember when he had been tricked. In the past few days, he called his friends to ask, and the answers he got were that they were having fun that day and he suddenly disappeared.

It seems that the problem lies in that bar.

Kong Qianyu asked Meng Lingze to stay in the Taoist temple temporarily, and called Xue Wuwei, planning to take a ride to the bar in the city called Dusk.

"Fellow Daoist Kong." Xue Wuwei came quickly: "I happen to have a small business nearby." He explained a few words.

"Not only are people's ghosts causing trouble these days, but animals are also causing trouble." Even after catching ghosts for several years, this was the first time he encountered such a tormenting animal.

Generally speaking, animals have no intelligence, cannot speak, and their thoughts after death are simple, much simpler than human souls. When entering the underworld, there is no need for ghosts to guide them, and they can go there on their own.

There are those who occasionally stay, but they care about their master and do not want to leave. They stick to the one-third of an acre of land where they were born. People with weak yang energy may hear a few calls when passing by, but they are harmless.

But this time he actually encountered a group of animal ghosts.

"You don't know, what a big boy, his body is almost like a rescue center for stray animals. At night, all the small animals take turns to get on him. He will bark like a dog, crawl like a cat, and he will not sleep all night. Stop."

Animal ghosts are also ghosts, full of yin energy. No one can stand such torture.When Xue Wuwei went there, the boy saw the yin energy entering his body and the three yang fires dying. If it were two days later, his family might have to collect his body.

It was easy to collect the ghosts of small animals. He didn't even set up an altar, but only had a mahogany sword and two soul collecting charms. He only waited for the night of the [-]th full moon to invite ghost messengers to bring them to life together with other human ghosts. Just send it away.

After driving and chatting, we arrived at the bar.

It was twilight at this time, and the night owls had just woken up. Before their activity time, there were not many people.

Before I even got off the bus, I could hear loud music through the door. Fortunately, the bar was located near a commercial street and there were no residents. Otherwise, I would have complained about the noise nuisance to residents every minute.

Kong Qianyu walked around the bar and shook his head in a funny way. The name of the bar should not be called Dusk.

(End of this chapter)