Chapter 028 Spare me

After listening to Jiang Yiqing's words, Guangxin thought that his grandpa only came to cry in his dreams at first, but after he burned the money, his grandpa came to cry again after a while, and he looked like he had been beaten.

I think he took the paper money to pay tribute to the evil ghost, but people don't listen to reason, let alone ghosts.

If you are blackmailed in reality, if you choose to give them money, there will only be more blackmails waiting for you.

And when you have no money, or start to resist, the other party knows that you have no courage and will not be afraid, and will only choose to suppress you with violence, commonly known as beating you into submission.

Similarly, this logic also applies to ghosts. Therefore, after Grandpa Guang offered all his money, the other party asked him for money again. He had no money, so he was beaten.

So, Grandpa Guang came to cry to his grandson with a bruised face, and beat his son.

Don't ask, the grandson is his biological son, and the son... whatever.

The beaten Guang's father asked someone who knows Feng Shui to come and take a look. The person was right. That place was not very good. After all, there lived a tyrant ghost not far away.

After Grandpa Guang's tomb was moved, it was indeed more useful than burning paper. At least the tyrant ghost couldn't find him for a while, and he lived a peaceful life for a few days.

Unexpectedly, this evil ghost was a vengeful person. He didn't know what he was after, but he went to the trouble of finding Grandpa Guang's new grave and beat him up.

This time he beat him even harder, and Grandpa Guang could only cry to his grandson.

However, the Guang family had already thought of everything and didn't know what to do, so they could only find Jiang Yiqing.

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned. Well, he couldn't let people rest in peace even after death!

It was simply too much.

When he thought about how his grandfather was still bullied after his death, Guangxin was immediately furious: "How can there still be such evil ghosts!"

"There are evil people among the living, and there are evil ghosts among the ghosts." Jiang Yiqing looked well-informed, but in fact, it was the first time he had seen such a situation.

After all, evil people are usually caught after death and enjoy various torture packages in the underworld. It is rare for such evil ghosts to wander around and bully other ghosts.

However, what Jiang Yiqing did not say was that this was not an evil ghost. Evil ghosts would devour other ghosts and make them their own food, and the ghosts that were devoured would also be terrified.

Such evil ghosts would be managed more strictly by the underworld, and basically they would be locked up.

The one that Grandpa Guang encountered was at most a bully ghost.

It might be that he was physically strong when he was alive, and he was stronger than other ghosts after his death. He didn't have the ability to devour other ghosts, but he could still beat other ghosts.

Before Grandpa Guang died, he was skinny because of cancer. After his death, he kept the same appearance as the last moment of his life, skinny. The bully ghost specifically targeted such ghosts.

Moreover, ghosts don't have the concept of respecting the elderly and loving the young, because ghosts can't be beaten to death anyway.

"What should I do, Master Jiang, please help my grandpa!" Guangxin believed Jiang Yiqing's words very much, mainly because the other party said a lot of things that he didn't say. When he thought about his grandpa who didn't enjoy a few days of happiness when he was alive and was still being bullied like this down there, Guangxin was anxious and angry!

"For a bully like this, we should give him a taste of his own medicine." Jiang Yiqing smiled and flexed his wrists: "It just so happens that I haven't beaten a ghost in a long time. I don't know if my hands are rusty."

Netizens in the live broadcast room: "..."

No, what terrible words are you talking about, host? Ghost? How to beat a ghost?

"Am I the only one who cares about the fact that ghosts really exist? Why are you all so calm?"

"It's over, it's over, I can't comfort myself that it's fake anymore."

"I was so scared that I made a sharp noise, and then I was beaten by my dad."

Jiang Yiqing saw the barrage and finally felt guilty. He comforted them: "Don't worry, the probability of ordinary people encountering a ghost is very small, just like winning the lottery."

Barrage:

"Can these two things be compared? _(:з」∠)_"

"I see, the probability of encountering a ghost is very small, but it is not impossible. "

Jiang Yiqing: "..." His consolation, which was meant to be concealed, seemed to have little effect.

He coughed lightly and changed the subject unsmoothly, asking Guangxin to prepare some things. He could have directed Guangxin on the spot during the live broadcast to summon the ghost and then beat him up.

However, considering the psychological endurance of the netizens in the live broadcast room, he should try not to do so.

The evil ghost must be very scary to ordinary people.

Jiang Yiqing thought he was quite considerate and only asked Guangxin to prepare some things without saying much. .

He didn't say anything, and the netizens in the live broadcast room did

n't ask, for fear that he would say something scary. The two sides had a very tacit understanding. Jiang Yiqing ended the live broadcast early today, and the netizens didn't ask, pretending that they knew nothing.

It's not to coax Jiang Yiqing, but to coax themselves QAQ

When she thought that Jiang Yiqing was going to beat ghosts, beat ghosts, ghosts...

After the live broadcast ended, a fan turned off her phone expressionlessly. Well, she needed to calm down.

A friend next to her looked at her strangely: "Why don't you watch the live broadcast today?"

The friend knew that her friend had been obsessed with a certain anchor recently. I heard that he was a fortune teller. Anyway, it was weird. She had to watch it for a long time every night. Today, she didn't watch it so early. It was really unprecedented.

"Oh, Qingqing is off the air." The fan still said expressionlessly.

The friend didn't feel anything wrong, and asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly stop the live broadcast? Is there something wrong at home? ”

“Nothing, he went to beat up ghosts.” The fan smiled: “Defend the peace of the ghost world and oppose the dominance of the ghost world.”

Friend: “?” “

No, what the hell is this!”

“Don’t ask, it’s not good for you to know too much.” The fan smiled and patted her friend’s shoulder, with an unfathomable look on her face.

She didn’t want to tell her friend that there really are ghosts in this world, this cruel reality, let her bear it alone.

Thinking so, the fan thought of a good idea and touched her chin: “What do you say, I print a photo of Qingqing and stick it on the door to ward off evil spirits?”

Friend: “…” What the hell is this!

She seriously suspected that her friend had lost his mind.

On the other side, Jiang Yiqing ended the live broadcast and went directly to Guang's house. Guang's house was in the next city, and it only took one hour to get there by highway. It was not far.

When he arrived at the other party's house, Guangxin was immediately excited when he saw Jiang Yiqing: "Master Jiang, you are finally here. I have prepared everything."

Jiang Yiqing nodded, making sure there was no problem.

Guangxin asked cautiously: "Then Master Jiang, when is it convenient to cook?"

Jiang Yiqing looked at Guangxin strangely. How could he cook? But he couldn't say that. He looked mysterious and didn't answer the question. Instead, he said: "It's not convenient here. Find a place with few people."

Just as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man came over with bruises on his face, looking like he had been beaten.

This should be Guang's father.

Guang's father has not shown up, not because he does not believe Jiang Yiqing, but now he is willing to believe anyone because he is in a desperate state.

The reason why he did not show up is because he is too embarrassed to see people with the wound on his face!

Looking at his son who was intact, and then looking at himself, Guang's father felt sad.

Hearing Jiang Yiqing say that he wanted to find a place with few people, Guang's father took the initiative to say a place. That place is in the suburbs, and there are crops everywhere. Now in the middle of the night, no one will go there.

After listening, Jiang Yiqing thought this place was good, and he nodded: "Okay, take me there."

So Guangxin drove, took the prepared things, and went to Jiang Yiqing and Guang's father.

When they got there, Jiang Yiqing instructed him to put a brazier on the ground. He then drew a circle with cinnabar next to it and asked Guangxin to stay inside the circle.

"Can you burn paper money? Read your grandfather's name and birth date while burning it." Jiang Yiqing instructed Guangxin.

Guangxin didn't know why, but he was a little nervous. He always felt that he would see something soon.

He followed Jiang Yiqing's instructions, burning paper and muttering.

Jiang Yiqing stood aside, waiting silently.

After a while, a skinny old man "walked" over. After seeing Guangxin, he was a little happy at first, but then realized something and walked over with a depressed look to take the burned paper money.

Grandpa Guang held a bunch of paper money in his arms, and his face instantly lit up. He muttered, "After all, my grandson is the best."

Then he looked at his son standing blankly beside him with disdain.

As for the other strange young man, Grandpa Guang didn't care. He held the paper money in his arms and didn't leave. He looked at his grandson and son burning paper money with a look of reluctance.

He wanted to look at them more, a few more times...

But at this moment, the strange young man actually looked straight at him. Grandpa Guang was stunned. He obviously didn't think anyone would see him. It should be a coincidence, right?

Grandpa Guang moved to the side, and the young man turned his head.

Grandpa Guang: "?"

He jumped again, and Jiang Yiqing's eyelids also twitched: "Stop jumping, I can see you."

Grandpa Guang: "!!!"

He was so scared that he scattered the paper money in his arms all over the floor, and looked at Jiang Yiqing with horror.

Jiang Yiqing was a little speechless, and complained in his heart, if you don't know, you would think I am a ghost and you are a human.

But in order to scare Grandpa Guang to death, well... ghosts can't die, but he still explained: "I was called by your grandson to help you."

Grandpa Guang glanced at Guangxin, then turned his head to look at Jiang Yiqing, a little puzzled: "Help me with what?"

"Of course, help you beat the ghost." Jiang Yiqing moved his wrist and curled his lips and said: "Where is the ghost, it didn't follow you?"

Grandpa Guang was speechless for a while. He thought the young man was joking. He had only heard of ghosts beating people, but who beat ghosts?

And that ghost..., it was really scary. Maybe it was a bad guy when he was alive, and it still looked ferocious after death. Not only Grandpa Guang, but all the ghosts around were bullied by him. It

's not that they didn't resist before, but what's the use? They couldn't beat the other party even if they added up.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Guang looked at the full banknotes in his arms again and sighed. The money would be taken away by the ghost in the future.

Grandpa Guang wanted to cry but couldn't. The main reason was that the ghost couldn't cry.

"Grandpa, my grandpa is here?" Guangxin was still a little bit unbelievable when he heard Jiang Yiqing talking. It took him a long time to react and asked Jiang Yiqing carefully.

Guangxin was not very courageous. He was still a little afraid of ghosts, but when he thought that it was his grandpa, he didn't feel scared anymore.

Not only Guangxin,

but Guang's father was also excited. Although Grandpa Guang has been appearing in their dreams recently, can dreams be the same as seeing him in reality?

Jiang Yiqing saw that Grandpa Guang didn't believe him, but he didn't get angry. Seeing that Guangxin and his son were excited, he raised his eyebrows slightly and called the pig spirit out of the black gold wooden bracelet.

The pig spirit twisted its chubby body and walked in front of Guangxin, with a pig's hoof on the other side.

Then, Guangxin looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief, and his tears fell. He said carefully: "Grandpa..."

Grandpa Guang didn't expect that the young man was so capable that he could let his grandson see him. The old man walked over and wanted to touch his grandson's head, but thought that this would be bad for Guangxin, so he stopped.

The old man said a lot, and at the end he said: "Grandpa is doing well. His waist and legs don't hurt anymore. He is much better than when he was a human being."

Guangxin wiped his tears and said: "Grandpa, you come to my dream crying every day. I know you are bullied by other ghosts."

Grandpa Guang: "..." Do you have to say it so bluntly? I don't want to save face?

Guangxin said: "I specially found Master Jiang. Don't worry, he can definitely help you get rid of the ghost!"

Grandpa Guang finally understood. Oh, it turned out that the young man was the master invited by his grandson. Oh, the grandson is so filial.

Guang's father, who was standing by, listened to his son's mumbling for a long time and became jealous. He realized that his son seemed to have seen the pig when it touched him, so he followed and carefully reached out to grab a pig's hoof.

Then Guang's father widened his eyes and said in shock: "Dad! It's really you!"

Guang's grandfather scratched his ears in disgust: "I can hear it! My ears are deafened by you!"

Jiang Yiqing waited for them to finish reminiscing about the past, and then spoke at the right time: "So, can you take me to find that ghost?"

Grandpa Guang glanced at the young man in front of him. Although his young appearance made people a little distrustful, he must have real skills since he could let his children and grandchildren see him.

Grandpa Guang gritted his teeth and decided to give it a try.

He was really scared by the beating of the ghost, and he wanted to give it a try even if there was a little hope.

Jiang Yiqing originally didn't want to take Guangxin and his son with him, but they insisted on following them - they had finally met their grandpa/father, and they wanted to see him again.

So, Jiang Yiqing followed Grandpa Guang in front, and Guangxin and his son carried the pig spirit in the back.

The pig spirit felt uncomfortable being carried by them at first, and was satisfied only after changing to a comfortable position.

Jiang Yiqing took a moment to take a look. To be honest, this posture is very similar to Guangxin and his son roasting suckling pig.

Hmm... a little greedy.

Jiang Yiqing secretly wiped the non-existent saliva and tried to maintain the demeanor of a master.

At this moment, Master Guang suddenly stopped and looked at the distance with a horrified expression.

Jiang Yiqing looked in the direction of his sight and saw a strong and fanged bully ghost hitting an old lady in circles.

Every time the old lady was hit by a fist, she became weaker. She kept begging for mercy, but the evil ghost did not stop his actions. Instead, he cursed even more fiercely: "Damn it, you actually hid things behind my back, you old woman..."

Grandpa Guang looked at this scene in horror. It was no wonder that he was scared, because he had experienced this before, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the evil ghost seemed to have become stronger.

Not only did his face become more ferocious, but the aura on his body also made ghosts more afraid.

Guangxin and his son looked at a burly man who bullied an old lady like this, and their faces were also filled with anger. If they didn't know it was a ghost, they would have rushed up.

At this moment, the evil ghost did not stop, his eyes were red, and he was ready to swallow the old lady.

Just as his fangs were about to bite the old lady, he suddenly felt a pain in his mouth, and screamed while covering his face.

The old lady took advantage of this gap and ran away immediately.

The evil ghost came to his senses and looked fiercely at Jiang Yiqing who had just attacked him. After feeling the aura of the other party, his expression became a little cautious: "Are you a Taoist priest?"

Jiang Yiqing did not speak, mainly because he was afraid that if he spoke, the evil ghost would run away.

He had just seen that scene, and his anger value was full, and this evil ghost had done a lot of bad things in his life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yiqing curled his lips and sneered: "Why do you care so much? I only know that I am the one who beats you."

The evil ghost was instantly aroused to win, and began to speak harshly: "Are you sure? Haha, I tell you, those Taoists will have to run away when they see me. If you don't want to die, get out of here quickly."

Jiang Yiqing didn't say anything. He walked in front of the evil ghost, looked at the other party's appearance, frowned and lightly said: "It's a bit eye-catching."

The evil ghost: "..."

He was so angry that black air began to come out of his body, and the air around him seemed to be much colder. Master Guang next to him even began to tremble.

Just when the evil ghost opened his mouth in anger and was about to bite someone, Jiang Yiqing's clenched fist hit him.

The Tyrant Ghost almost laughed. He had thought this Taoist priest was so powerful, but he didn't even need to use his fist to hit him.

It was so funny. If that's the case, I'll bite off his hand and teach him a lesson! Thinking of this, the Tyrant Ghost opened his mouth even wider.

However, before he could bite Jiang Yiqing, he felt the other party's fist coming at him with a burning breath. With a "bang", the Tyrant Ghost felt as if his whole face was burned by fire, and he screamed in pain.

Half of his fangs fell off.

Before he could react, Jiang Yiqing punched him again and again, saying, "You like to use fists, right? Today I'll let you taste the power of a fist. Buy! One! Get! Two! No need to thank me!" With

every punch Jiang Yiqing threw, the Tyrant Ghost could feel the pain of his body being burned by flames. And it was not just pain, he also felt like his soul was being burned. This feeling made him even more terrified.

The evil ghost was beaten without any ability to fight back. He covered his face and screamed for mercy: "Grandpa, please spare me, I was wrong, I was wrong, please stop hitting me!"

Jiang Yiqing punched him in the mouth: "Shut up! Don't talk when I beat the ghost, understand?"

The evil ghost was just a bully, but now he was so wronged. The tall and strong ghost was beaten into a ball, and he looked a little pitiful.

Grandpa Guang on the side almost dropped his eyes. He quickly reached out and touched his eyes, and looked at Jiang Yiqing with awe.

What kind of god is this, who can beat the evil ghost like this with his bare hands.

Guangxin and his son were not calm either. They had thought that Jiang Yiqing would perform a spell to exorcise ghosts like other Taoist priests, but he just beat them up!

When the shadow of the evil ghost became more and more vague and was about to become transparent, Jiang Yiqing finally withdrew his hand. He was still a little reluctant, but there was no other way. If he continued to beat the ghost, it would be dead.

Jiang Yiqing wiped his hands and said with disgust: "It's really weak."

The evil ghost: "..."

Fuck!

"Grandpa, you've beaten me enough, just spare me. I promise to turn over a new leaf and never bully other ghosts again." After being beaten, the evil ghost's eyes seemed to become much clearer.

"I don't have a grandson as old as you." Jiang Yiqing said with disgust.

The evil ghost was stunned and nodded ingratiatingly: "Yes, you are right, you are right."

Damn, it will take him a long time to recover after being beaten like this.

Of course, it is impossible for the evil ghost to turn over a new leaf after being beaten. Since there are people here that he can't afford to offend, he can just move to another place!

"Okay, I've let out some anger." Jiang Yiqing said with a smile: "Let's settle the accounts."

The evil ghost was dumbfounded when he heard this. He was beaten like this, so what was the final account?

Originally thought Jiang Yiqing was going to beat him up, but he found that the other party took out a talisman paper and clamped it between his fingers. The talisman paper instantly ignited without fire.

For some reason, the evil ghost had a bad premonition.

Next, a ghost with iron chains appeared at the spot and asked, "Who called me?"

After seeing Jiang Yiqing, the ghost's originally arrogant attitude suddenly changed a lot: "I wonder what you want me to do?"

"No, this ghost committed evil deeds in his life, and you let him wander around in the underworld?" Jiang Yiqing frowned. The underworld was too unreliable.

"Really?" The ghost was also a little surprised. If someone committed evil deeds in his life, he would be sent to the eighteenth level of hell to experience the torture package. He shouldn't be able to wander around freely.

But he checked the life of the evil ghost on the spot. The other party did commit numerous crimes, but he didn't know how he escaped the trial of the evil mirror.

He quickly checked the records of the Evil Mirror Table, and there was no record of the evil ghost. It seemed that the other party did not follow this procedure at all.

The ghost heaved a sigh of relief, as long as there was no problem with the evil mirror table.

He tied up the evil ghost who had been trembling just now

on the spot, and tied an iron chain around his neck. The evil ghost followed the ghost obediently. The ghost explained: "The ghost king of our underworld was injured some time ago and has been sleeping to recuperate, so the management has been a little chaotic recently."

Even if the ghost king is asleep, aren't there still the Ten Kings of Hell? Jiang Yiqing asked, "How long has it been sleeping?"

The ghost scratched his head, led the evil ghost and said with a smile, "Not long, just a few hundred years."

Jiang Yiqing: "..."

The ghost dragged the evil ghost away like a dead dog. Grandpa Guang, who had been trembling since the beginning, slowly poked his head out and watched the ghost messenger leave, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Oh my god, what kind of god did his grandson invite? The ghost messenger was so polite to him.

——After

solving the Guang family's problem, Jiang Yiqing took the pig spirit home.

He glanced at the time. Good guy, it was already past one o'clock.

Jiang Yiqing narrowed his eyes... He seemed to have forgotten something today.

In a flash, Jiang Yiqing suddenly remembered... Wen Xiuyan!