Chapter 127: High Expectations ,

Low Skills The middle-aged man was very puzzled. The ghosts he released were all some of the more ferocious ghosts caught by the Taoist Association, and were specially used for the association's people to test.

Before releasing the ghosts, he had already pasted some talismans on this rotten-end building to prevent these ghosts from running away.

But now, after these ten young people entered, they all said that the ghosts disappeared. This is strange!

Just as he was puzzled, a young man came out of the rotten-end building, looking very leisurely.

His appearance attracted the ten young people and the middle-aged man, and they all looked over.

And this young man was Zhang Ming, who came down from here after urinating. He also came down from here because he heard someone talking here.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Ming in confusion, and Zhang Ming also looked at the middle-aged man in confusion.

Then the middle-aged man said, "Young man, what are you doing here at night? This place is not clean."

Zhang Ming was a little surprised when he heard this, thinking that maybe he was from the circle?

"Oh, nothing, I just came out to have a look!" Zhang Ming said casually.

But the middle-aged man asked again, "Then... did you encounter anything else in this building?"

"I don't know what you mean?" Zhang Ming pretended to be confused.

The middle-aged man said, "Yes, evil things!"

Zhang Ming thought, they are indeed from the circle, but I don't know if these people can do magic.

So he asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing Zhang Ming so calm, the middle-aged man had a vague guess and said,

"Could it be that you are also in the circle?"

"Since you said so, there is nothing to hide. I do know some magic."

Zhang Ming could see that there was a faint Taoist aura about this middle-aged man. And he felt that this middle-aged man was not a bad person, so he admitted it.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Sure enough, since that little brother is from the circle, I won't beat around the bush.

I am from the Taoist Association. I brought these young people here today to capture the ghosts in the building. I want to ask if you have seen any ghosts in the building?"

"Ghosts?" Zhang Ming looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I have seen them, but don't bother you. I have captured them."

The middle-aged man was surprised and said, "You captured them?"

He looked at Zhang Ming up and down with disbelief. As for the ten young men and women, they looked at Zhang Ming with even more disbelief.

"Well, we captured them. These ghosts don't look good. Keeping them will only harm the world." Zhang Ming said lightly.

Hearing his words, several men among the young people showed disdainful expressions, thinking that Zhang Ming was bragging.

A woman of average appearance looked at Zhang Ming and said, "You are bragging. You can collect six ghosts by yourself?

Among the ten of us, Chu Fei is the most powerful. He can only collect two ghosts at a time. How dare you say that you can collect six at a time?"

The woman's words were full of disdain and ridicule. The others nodded after hearing this, thinking that Zhang Ming was bragging.

The oldest of these young people was twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, and the youngest was about twenty. In their opinion, Zhang Ming was obviously only eighteen or nineteen years old. How could he collect six ghosts by himself?

Among them, there was a man who was twenty-six years old. It was Chu Fei. He was good-looking and tall.

He smiled and said, "I have been learning Taoism for six or seven years. Now I am using all my strength. Although the ghosts inside are quite ferocious, it is not a big problem to kill two at a time.

It's just that this little brother said that he killed six. Haha... it's indeed a bit exaggerated. Little brother, you should tell the truth. Did you tear up the talisman inside and let the ghosts run away?"

When saying this, Chu Fei looked smiling, but in fact he was full of pride.

In his opinion, he has such ability at this age, which makes him feel that he can be proud of many young people who learn Taoism.

Zhang Ming looked at the young man named Chu Fei who was speaking, and inexplicably felt that this person was scheming and looked unpleasant.

So he said calmly: "Whether you believe it or not is your business. I didn't tear up any talismans. You can continue to fight here. You don't know how great it is to be able to collect two ghosts at a time. I'm leaving!"

Hearing this, Chu Fei's originally proud face suddenly froze, and other people also said that Zhang Ming was arrogant and didn't know how high the sky was.

Zhang Ming didn't care. These people were arrogant and incompetent, and they were still mocking him here. He didn't have anything to pay attention to, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Then he heard that Chu Fei's calm face put on a smile again, and said:

"Wait a minute, little brother, you said you collected six ghosts, do you dare to show them to us?"

"Why should I show you the ghosts I collected?" Zhang Ming frowned.

Another man said, "Oh, you don't dare? Or do you mean you didn't catch them at all? If you say so, I'll go in and tear up the talisman, let the ghost run away, and I can say I caught them. Anyway, bragging doesn't cost money."

Zhang Ming smiled helplessly, feeling that these people hadn't asked any more questions.

At this time, the middle-aged man finally spoke, and said to Zhang Ming relatively politely:

"Little brother, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that you are so young, and you can catch six powerful ghosts, which is really unbelievable.

If you really caught them, let us take a look. Otherwise, if these ghosts really run away, they may do evil, and I can catch them immediately."

Zhang Ming felt that the middle-aged man's words were more pleasant, so he said, "Okay, let me show you."

As he said that, he took out the ghost-catching gourd from his body.

Then he opened the stopper and let the middle-aged man come over to see.

The middle-aged man came over and looked inside through the mouth of the gourd. He was surprised and said, "It is indeed inside. And why are there so many ghosts in here?"

There are the air-eating ghosts that were collected the first time, the timid ghost that was collected later, and the dozen or so female ghosts that were killed when the black-robed man Bai Miansheng escaped.

Add the six that were collected today, there must be more than 20 ghosts, so the middle-aged man was so surprised.

Zhang Ming said, "These are the ones that have not been saved yet!"

"You can save ghosts?" The middle-aged man said in surprise:

"Not many young people are willing to help ghosts to be reborn nowadays. First, it is not easy to learn how to help ghosts to be reborn, and second, it takes too much energy. For the ghosts in your gourd, I am afraid it will take you several days to help them to be reborn."

Zhang Ming nodded, but he thought to himself, how could it be that difficult? Last time, he helped to help 80 ghosts to be reborn at once.

At this time, the young men and women also looked at Zhang Ming in surprise. They didn't expect that there were really six ghosts in his gourd.

However, they still found it hard to believe that Zhang Ming had collected them himself, so Chu Fei said again:

"Is your gourd a good magic weapon? It can collect ghosts so well."

"Are you saying that I rely on magic weapons to collect ghosts?" Zhang Ming looked at Chu Fei.

"If I had a magic weapon as good as yours, I could also collect ghosts easily."

Chu Fei said lightly, but there was a hint of greed in his words.

(End of this chapter)