Chapter 65

The sky darkened unconsciously, and the rustling sounds that were originally full of vitality around disappeared unconsciously. Even if you listen carefully, you can only hear light and shallow breathing that may not belong to you.

When a ghost claw with white bones emerged from the ground, Yu Anan was so scared that tears fell from her eyes. She screamed in fear and shrank in front of the small grave mound. She was terrified of the danger that might come out from behind her, so she cowered and hid at Yun Mian's feet.

The bold and foolish Yunmian's eyes lit up, and he immediately squatted over. Before the hand could grab him, he reached out and grabbed it. Then he threw the stunned ghost claw to the ghost doll that loved to chew hands the most, and urged it to eat quickly with his sparkling eyes.

The little ghost doll reluctantly let go of her hand, then with great disgust, absorbed all the ghost energy attached to the ghost claw.

Yunmian began to squat on the ground and dig the soil.

The little girl didn't have many thoughts, she simply thought that if a ghost claw could grow out of the ground, then there must be more things that could grow out of it!

As long as we dig them all out, we’ll have both the little ghost doll and mom’s dinner!

However, he never thought about whether his brutal act of feeding the evil ghost would cause much damage to other ghosts that were secretly spying on him.

The ghosts hiding in their respective graves and secretly observing came to the conclusion, after a brief moment of shock, that this doll was not to be trifled with.

But in the past, no one would come to this ghost place except for the Taoist priests passing by, let alone these two little guys who were glowing all over, exuding fragrance and looked delicious.

If they were to give up just because of Yunmian's little behavior, no ghost would be willing to do that.

So they shamelessly decided to join forces, not only to bully the small with their size, but also to bully the few with their numbers.

At some point, a slender crescent moon quietly rose in the sky. The moonlight was pale and cold, making the cemetery look even more desolate and dilapidated. When the summer evening breeze mixed with cold air slowly blew past, an eerie black ghost shadow appeared on each grave.

They didn't behave like talkative villains, and their souls didn't look miserable or bloody. They just maintained the gray and old look they had before normal death. As soon as they appeared, they floated straight towards the two little girls.

And coincidentally, they set their main target as Yu Anan, who looked the most timid but was actually secretly wiping away tears.

Even ghosts know that you should pick the softest persimmons.

However, the expected delicious souls and blood were not successfully shared by them. Yun Mian held the little ghost doll, and when the four old ghosts retreated in panic after being injured by the backlash, Yun Mian frowned and stared at them with the most straightforward and insulting look to ghosts, "looking at you as fools."

"They are so stupid." The little girl's tender and soft voice rang out softly in the night of this cemetery, with a hint of obvious worry: "Will eating such stupid souls be poisonous?"

When she asked the ghost doll in her arms, the four ghosts suffered huge humiliation at the same time. While successfully angering them, Yun Mian also kept her hatred value steady.

He didn't pay any attention to Yu Anan who was wiping her tears.

Driven by anger, the four ghosts lost their already limited rationality and finally revealed a hideous and terrifying appearance. They rushed towards Yunmian like crazy. Amid the screams of ghosts all around, they vowed to tear the talkative Yunmian into pieces!

Then he faced the equally irrational attack from the evil ghost Yun Jinli.

Yunmian held her mother's jade pendant in her hand, and watched with sparkling eyes as her mother beat the vicious ghosts into pitiful little biscuits in no time!

After the last old ghost was beaten into pieces by his mother, Yunmian, a famous mama's boy, cheered happily, rushed over to hug his mother who was covered in blood, and said a series of flattering words without repeating themselves.

"Mom is so powerful! She smashed them into pieces in one go~ Mom is so great, Mom must be the most powerful ghost in the world!"

Yun Jinli stared blankly at the little girl who was jumping around her legs like a little grasshopper. Even though she had no thoughts, she still followed the instinct of her soul and reached out her hand, easily suppressing the happily jumping little cotton ball.

Yunmian stood on tiptoe and rubbed her mother's cold palm like a puppy, squinting her eyes and enjoying it very much.

system:"……"

So the only way to break the host's autism and slow thinking is to make the host's mother more powerful, and then let the host put on a thousand layers of filters and flatter her? ?

While Yunmian was enjoying the intimacy with her mother, the four ghosts whose souls were scattered screamed and cried and ran away.

Then the little ghost doll grabbed his hands and feet and tied them up randomly like tying a knot.

Anyway, from a distance, the four ghosts didn't look like ghosts. They looked more like chickens and ducks waiting to be put on straw tags and sold at the market.

It was quite tragic, so tragic that the Xuanqing spectators and Taoist priests who had rushed over in a panic stopped outside the cemetery in amazement, looking suspiciously back and forth at Yunmian, Yu Anan and the ghosts.

A younger Taoist priest quietly asked Yiqing Taoist: "Master, didn't you say that our fellow disciples were in danger?"

This doesn't really look dangerous at all...

Yiqing: "...Little kid, don't ask so many whys, why don't you go and save the ghost!"

That’s right, ghosts also need to be saved. After all, they are the poor ghosts who were trapped and enforced by their own disciples.

The disciples of Xuanqing Temple held the hands of their two junior brothers, Yunmian and Yu Anan, and stood in a circle to surround the four poor unlucky creatures, using their curiosity to give them the final fatal blow.

"Did you do something immoral when you were alive? How come you are still being punished after being a ghost for so many years?"

It was the accurate retribution from the two junior brothers on their first day of initiation.

The four ghosts were so angry at this question.

Listen, is this the kind of question a Taoist priest could ask? Is this any different from asking these two children why they chose them over other ghosts?

I advise you not to go too far!

Yiqing also tapped the disciple who asked the question on the head with the whisk in his hand, and helplessly rebuked: "It's so late, clean up the scene quickly and take your junior brother back to rest."

Clean up the scene, this phrase was used very skillfully.

Seeing that her master did not let her release the four prey, Yun Mian happily put the two jade pendants in her pocket and, together with Yu Anan, lay obediently on her senior brother's back and walked towards the Taoist temple.

The sounds of insects chirping and wind blowing that had disappeared before reappeared, and the cold air around was swept away. Except for the pale ghost claw that the little ghost doll placed in front of its own grave as a sacrifice, the cemetery once again returned to its previous desolate and dilapidated state.

This time it was truly empty. After all, even the soul had been taken away. In the true sense, all that was left after a person died was a handful of earth.

Back at the Taoist temple, the brothers were driven to sleep by their master. Yun Mian and Yu Anan knelt obediently in front of the ancestor, breaking the fastest kneeling record in Taoist history.

The master used the whisk as a stick and seemed to be very skilled in using it.

Yun Mian stared blankly at the rising clouds in front of her, wondering how to distribute the four ghosts in the most fair way.

One for the mother and one for the ghost doll.

One for mom, and another for mom.

The idea of ​​"fair" distribution that suddenly popped up in Yunmian's mind made her scratch her fingers a little guilty, but then she remembered that the four kittens were beaten by their mother and couldn't escape, and she became righteous again.

The children who didn't understand the term "distribution according to work" seriously convinced themselves: An An hurt the ghost, mommy made sure the ghost couldn't run away, the ghost doll only knew how to bite her hands, but helped to tie the ghost into a ball, so mommy made the greatest contribution, An An made the second most contribution, and the ghost doll also made a little contribution by paddling in the water and tying the rope.

But An An can't eat ghosts, so Mian Mian decides to give all the delicious food in her meal to An An first tomorrow.

There were four ghosts left, and the one that was given to the ghost doll's head was only half a ghost left.

So Yunmian quickly convinced herself: if she divided the food as she had thought at the beginning, her mother would not suffer any loss and the ghost doll would also have food to eat. It would be the fairest thing!

After listening to the little fool's mumbling about the distribution method, a big question mark appeared on the round sphere of the system.

Even the ghost doll that paddles in the water has the credit of biting your hands, what about you?

First, you came up with the idea of ​​fishing for ghosts, then you ran to find that hidden wild cemetery, and finally, with just one sentence, you stabilized all the hatred... With so many great contributions, you really didn't take them to heart at all!

The little fool is worthy of being a little fool, with a stupid brain. Who gave her the confidence to suspect that those ghosts would be poisoned if eaten?

After the two children had knelt for a stick of incense, Yiqing stopped them from engaging in this evil act of self-help ghost catching.

The object of the reprimand here refers specifically to the little boy Yunmian with his eyes wide open and an innocent face.

Yu Anan was so scared that she cried, but she still had to protect her. She emphasized to her master again and again that it was a mistake made by both of them and that they were looking for trouble.

Yiqing tapped the silly child's forehead helplessly, and when she raised her hand to rub her eyebrows, he pointed his finger at the culprit Yun Xiaomian next to her.

Yunmian reached out her hands obediently, holding the rice in her hands and stretched them out to her master: "Master, my mother's meal~"

Yiqing: "… this is just the first time, it won't happen again."

The two children nodded obediently, as if they had taken his warning to heart.

However, seeing Yunmian's honest and obedient appearance, Yiqing still felt a little worried after thinking about it, so he simply said to them: "You can't raise ghosts with ghosts. The ghosts raised in this way will become a great disaster. When the time comes, everyone will be able to kill them, especially you, Mianmian."

He called her out on the spot and said in a deep voice, "You have great merits, and your mother's soul is incomplete. If you continue to feed her with Yin objects, she may never wake up in this life."

Just this one sentence frightened Yunmian.

She opened her eyes wide in panic, and her face turned paler in an instant. It was obvious that she was really scared.

Seeing this, Yiqing nodded silently in his heart, because only by letting the little girl understand how serious the consequences are, will she listen to his subsequent words and be alert to the possible wrong direction in the future.

This is a good thing. At least for Yun Mian and Yun Jinli in the future, a brief fear will never harm them.

"Ghosts can also practice." Yiqing explained to the two confused little disciples in a gentle voice: "If we Taoist disciples want to become stronger, we must practice. If ghosts want to reach a higher level, they also need the correct path of practice."

"Everyone has different talents and temperaments, so the direction of cultivation that suits us is naturally different."

After checking Yu An'an, Yi Qing smiled and said, "You are not strong enough. You are afraid of ghosts and accidents that may happen at any time. So you have to take a safe and steady path in your cultivation. In the future, you should learn to draw spells with your senior brother Bingshen."

As for Yunmian, Yiqing's conclusion was more decisive: "Although we Taoists emphasize tranquility and inaction, Mianmian, you are a person full of merits. Your mother also needs merits to slowly cultivate her mind, so you should focus on cultivating merits in the future. This is a very difficult path. It is unknown whether you can take this path..."

But this is the only path that is most suitable for Yunmian.

The most important thing is: "The celestial phenomena have become increasingly confusing in recent days, ghosts and monsters are everywhere in the world, and the future chaos is gradually emerging. The disciples in our temple and other Taoist disciples will all go down the mountain. When the time comes, you and An An will follow the brothers down the mountain."

By then, you can not only get rid of ghosts, but also accumulate merits, and give the two ghosts a treat from time to time, achieving the best of all three.

Yun Mian had no idea what her master was planning, and she had difficulty understanding those things about future celestial phenomena. She just nodded whenever her master said something, and got away with it by being obedient for a short while.

When I returned to the dormitory, the floor was clean and there was not a drop of blood left.

Seeing this, Yun Mian and Yu Anan once again reaffirmed their thoughts.

Brother Bingshen, you are a good man!

Master, good man!

All living creatures in the Taoist temple are good people!!

Good night~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:

Nine Songs 9 bottles;

6 bottles of Xiao Zhao who sells soy sauce;

Oh no, I finished 3 bottles;