New White Snake Asking Immortals

That night.

Mr. Hu always felt that it was dark and windy outside, and he hid under the blanket tremblingly, not daring to show his head, but the more nervous he was, the more he couldn't sleep, the easier it was to urinate. Thinking of the night, he looked at the darkness outside. Choose to hold back.

I kept praying for the dawn to come soon, but the more awake I was, the less I could wait for the dawn, and I still couldn't hold it back.

In the darkness, member Hu showed a relaxed expression...

The landlady only felt that the quilt was warm, and it was good to be warm, so it was not easy to catch a cold. She turned over and pressed the warm quilt to sleep soundly, snoring loudly.

Outside the window, what Member Hu couldn't see was that the gossip mirror hanging on the roof of his house was much brighter than usual!

This gossip mirror was obtained by Hu Yuanwai from his friend in order to get cheap and cheeky, and he would never have thought that it was a genuine and useful item, not something that looked like a roadside stall.

Fortunately, the ghosts didn't come to claim their lives. The long-term workers and family members living in the courtyard just had nightmares, dreaming that the ghosts were haunting them...

It was a difficult night, and Mr. Hu relaxed in bed three times.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the sky is getting brighter.

Member Hu deliberately got up early today, and escaped early to save himself from being teased and abused by the tiger at home. He just went out with his clothes on tiptoe, when he saw a pile of black shadows outside the door, and was so frightened that Mr. Hu fell down and sat on the ground with his back leaning against the door.

"Master~ You are awake."

"I...I really want to shoot you plague-stricken people to death!"

Only after listening to the sound did I know that it was not a group of ghosts standing at the door, but a group of poor ghosts. How dare you run outside my door early in the morning and lie on the wall to listen to the movement?

After seeing the appearance of the long-term worker's servant, Mr. Hu was startled again.

What happened to each of them? The dark circles under my eyes look like I have been beaten and have a kidney deficiency. Is it possible to do some farm work?

"Master, we are not doing it at your house anymore, listen to what we have to say first, it's not that you don't want to do it, it's really haunted..."

"Haunted?"

Member Hu trembled violently...

Maybe it was because the chanting of the scriptures yesterday made the ghost tormented enough, the nearby people suffered, and the nightmare was sweating profusely all night, not to mention frightened to death.

Talking to the neighbors in the morning, I found out that everyone dreamed of evil spirits, and people were panic-stricken and exhausted. That morning, an old lady in the village died because of the shock last night.

Someone died.

Regardless of how the old lady died, she was killed by a ghost, and the villagers looked everywhere for an expert.

But where to go to find an expert, I don’t know how much it will cost to invite an expert in the county, Hu Yuanwai is unwilling to pay, and the villagers have no money, so after much deliberation, they can only ask the county government.

Legend has it that more than a hundred years ago, there was no need to worry about evil things. As long as there were ghosts and monsters doing evil, they would be reported to the county and there would be Chunyang Immortals to get rid of the evil. There are many people who can spend a lot of money to hire high-level people, and they don't necessarily work sincerely. There are many people who use evil spirits to make money.

In the next few days, the fishpond became a place where people could be seen on a horse and flowers to distinguish the authenticity of the masters.

The counterfeit and shoddy ones were directly tied up by the villagers and sent to the county to meet the officials. The capable ones couldn’t solve the problem, so they left with a small amount of money. Every night, they could still hear the spooky wind blowing. There are a lot more dark circles.

In the end, Yuanwai Hu really had nothing to do, so he had to go to Zhuquan Temple again to ask the old monk Huixian.

"Master...help us..."

"Our village is about to die..."

"It's miserable..."

Member Hu knelt at the door and howled. He didn't dare to open the door, and he couldn't pull himself over the wall. Anyway, the ruined temple is not big, and he could hear it clearly when lying here crying.

The servant behind him patted Member Hu on the shoulder.

"Master, the old monk is in the vegetable field."

"Huh? Oh."

He put away his tears and got up, and hurriedly walked to the vegetable field behind the temple. Anyway, he will never leave today until the problem is solved, even if... Forget it, he will definitely not stay in the ruined temple tonight.

Walking quickly to the vegetable field, member Hu stopped abruptly before he knelt down, and was terrified half to death by the scene in front of him.

"Snake, you said that you stayed in the temple for several months, and the poor monk and the young disciples had no food to eat. How about leaving?"

"You're a little bit reactive! You've eaten up all the rats in the temple without saying anything!"

The old monk Huixian is still chatting with the cobra, as if one day he doesn't come to talk nonsense with the big snake, he feels uncomfortable all over his body. Sometimes Huixian thinks whether he is sick, either chatting with monsters or talking nonsense with the big snake, he is also very helpless, Xiao Shitou immediately fell asleep listening to his nonsense, and this snake was able to listen carefully.

"Master... really extraordinary..."

The cries full of grievances startled the old monk and the cobra, and they turned their heads to look at Yuanwai.

Originally according to the routine, Hu Yuanwai was going to cry all the way to Huixian and hug his thigh, but after seeing the cobra, he gave up wisely. He still wanted to live a few more years, boil the tigress landlady to death and buy two maids to live. Good day.

"Our town is about to die... I beg Master to help me..."

The two family members pursed their lips and cried for a long time without even changing their words. They deserved to be stingy.

The old monk was embarrassed.

I don't have the ability to exorcise ghosts with a few catties and a few taels. It's no problem to chant scriptures and pray for blessings, but the ghosts are not easy to deal with. They have already burned incense before they came to Zhuquan Temple to make trouble.

But no matter what, I am ashamed of my fellow villagers and elders, I often donate porridge and rice for myself and stones to live on, how dare I refuse, it is difficult.

"this……"

Just as he was about to refuse, he suddenly thought of a person, to be exact, a demon.

"The poor monk knows an expert, and I don't know if she is willing to exorcise ghosts. I will wait for the poor monk to help you ask."

"Ah? Well, as long as you can get rid of that evil spirit, you will be thankful."

Member Hu went down the mountain.

These days, as long as people with a bit of moral character don't bother to tell lies, Huixian can't do it. The so-called monks don't tell lies. Since the old monk Huixian said to find an expert, he must really look for it. Very relieved.

And Hui Xian also immediately found Xiao Shitou, who had been sleeping a lot. The banshee was brought back by Xiao Shitou, so she must know where to find it.

Not long.

Xiao Shitou yawned reluctantly and left Zhuquan Temple, skipping down the mountain.

He was very happy to find that pretty tiger in white clothes, Little Stone, and maybe he could also eat delicious bacon. After eating bacon, Little Stone found that green vegetables are simply pig food, unpalatable, and he still can’t get enough.

The taste is really fragrant.

Now that Xiao Shitou's consciousness has been raised, don't even think about deceiving him with white bread, at least the cost of deception must be increased to use bacon to count.

He trotted down the mountain and came to the lotus pond to look at the boulder.

It was still the familiar figure, fishing with a fishing rod in hand, lotus leaves swaying in the wind, and long hair swaying.

Bai Yujun, who was concentrating on fishing, smiled.

The float swayed, and a big slap-sized crucian carp was caught again with a hard flick. Resisting the urge to swallow it, he put the crucian carp in the fish basket, and waited for more fishing to stew crucian carp soup at night.

"Little guy, why don't you talk when you stand behind."

"what……"

The little stone was taken aback for a moment, and squeaked.

"Master asked me to ask you to help drive out ghosts..."

"Exorcism?"