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The ghost has pulled a person out of his own orbit.

If you want to keep this person, you can only destroy this ghost. This is the truth that my uncle has summed up after many years of heroism, and there are no exceptions.

Xue Wuling looked at Yang Pingan, who was holding him beside him, and took a step back to stand half a step behind him. Yang Pingan roughly understood the meaning of standing back, respected him, and listened to him in everything.

Yang Pingan moved half a step from Xue Wuling's position, blocking part of his body: "Look, Daoist, he's really not threatening, just a bit tempered."

Now Yang Pingan began to feel that he was really stupid. He actually thought that no one would find Xue Wuling at first, so he swaggered and brought people in like this.

From the beginning, Xue Wuling could only show up at night, but now he can gather in reality during the day. In Yang Ping'an's eyes, Xue Wuling is no different from a human being, and he is so obedient, so why should he yell at him every now and then? of?

Yang Ping'an felt sorry for Xue Wuling, with a smile on his face, his eyes were as cold as Xue Wuling's, and he was still talking about reasoning.

The uncle watched silently, this person's heart has been lost because of such a clever speech of a ghost, I'm afraid he can't be pulled back by reasoning.

But he was already prepared, he felt a ghostly aura when he entered this room, could a ghost actually enter their Taoist temple?Do ghosts dare to enter their Taoist temple?

He winked at the little Taoist next to him. He is usually a very upright person, and he usually speaks directly. It was rare for him to wink once. Of course, the little Taoist saw that something was wrong, and immediately turned around to inform the other brothers in the temple. Uncle.

But from the current point of view, this ghost may be difficult to deal with.

And this person.

The uncle's gaze shifted to Yang Pingan's body. If his heart was always biased towards ghosts, it would be difficult to cut off their bad relationship.

The uncle was thinking of a way in his head, but he didn't make any command actions, and everyone stood still.

"Let's not talk about how you are now, let's talk about what happened back then, what do you want to do now that you bring a ghost to your door?"

Yang Pingan saw that the uncle was willing to give in and talk: "Don't get me wrong, Taoist priest, there is no other meaning, it's just that he often follows me and is used to being around me."

"No matter what you do, in short, he has to leave the Taoist temple, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" The uncle looked at Xue Wuling, disgusted with his existence.

Yang Pingan and Xue Wuling looked at each other, only to realize in their hearts that they had hardly been separated since Xue Wuling appeared. Now that they want to let Xue Wuling go, Yang Pingan is surprised, and he doesn't know if he has found out. all clues.

"Okay, wait for me outside, you pay attention to safety." After all, it was his own mistake, swaggeringly brought Xue Wuling into the Taoist temple, and directly despised the existence of all Taoist priests.

Yang Pingan gently shook Xue Wuling's hand, and Xue Wuling held his hand and touched his knuckles with his fingertips without fear of death.

The pure-hearted and ascetic uncle's eyes were irritated, hey... what kind of pervert is this?

"Don't worry about me." Xue Wuling's eyes hovered over Yang Ping'an. If Ping An didn't let him go, he wouldn't leave Ping An half a step away.

Yang Ping'an was still worried, and emphasized again: "Be careful, and if you have anything to do, just go home and wait for me."

Don't just stay here and be tricked by these Taoist priests.

Xue Wuling understood what he meant, and Nostalgia withdrew his eyes for the last time and went straight out. There was a scattered circle of Taoist priests standing outside the house. When they saw him coming out, they looked at him from afar and paid attention.

Yang Ping'an looked at the dry uncle, and the dry uncle also looked at him energetically.

"Can the Taoist priest talk about it? Regarding the matter of the Taoist priest Lingxiao, even if it is a trivial matter, the Taoist priest can say nothing."

"Junior brother Lingxiao is one of our generation's masters in Taoism and is good at dealing with ghosts, but he has always regarded exorcising ghosts as his own responsibility, and he is very confident in his Taoism. If the couple back then were really your parents, he wouldn't say anything." Don’t say anything, and followed them without leaving anything, presumably it’s only about exorcising ghosts.”

The uncle stretched out his hand and asked him to go out. Yang Pingan followed him through the courtyard and into a room. In the center of the room was a memorial tablet, surrounded by soul flags, and the tablet was carved and filled with black lacquer. '.

"He is the only one in our Taoist temple so far, who has not seen anyone alive or dead, and has not even recalled his soul."

"The soul hasn't been recalled yet?"

"Back then, my master, counting his life and death, was a great ominous omen, and there was no possibility of him surviving. He summoned him for 49 days with a soul banner, but he didn't see his soul. This situation is unique, and there is only one possibility, His soul was trapped, that place cut off all contact with the outside world, and even the soul banner could not bring him back."

"so……?"

How many places like this are there in the world?Obviously the uncle didn't know either.

Yang Pingan thought, what nonsense are you talking about?But when he saw the word Lingxiao written on the spirit card, he felt a little sad.

The mind was restless, but sadness flowed quietly from the bottom of my heart. This Taoist priest suddenly disappeared and died suddenly. He couldn't find the cause and effect, and he didn't know what happened now. Only such a thin piece of wood was left behind. Under the word Lingxiao.

Uncle Shi lit three sticks of incense and asked him to sit down on the futon, as if he wanted to have a deep talk with him.

Yang Pingan glanced at the memorial tablet, sat down, and heard his uncle start to charge up: "Do you know what a ghost is?"

"People are drawn by reincarnation. If the body is broken but the soul can still stay in the world, it is obsession. When the obsession is so great that it can escape the power of reincarnation, such an existence will never be kind. You can't restrain them, as long as they can achieve their obsession, they can do anything, the restraint you think is only what you think."

Uncle Master had eaten the weight and made up his mind, thinking that ghosts could not be good, so Yang Pingan didn't say much, and stood up quietly: "I will take my leave after the Taoist priest has finished speaking."

"Why don't you listen to it, maybe you can understand why I said that a ghost is a ghost after all."

"What the Taoist priest wants to say is not what I want to hear. Everyone has different standards of right and wrong. There is no need for the Taoist priest to force it, right?" Xue Wuling.

But their Taoist temple is not enough to trap Xue Wuling, Yang Pingan just doesn't bother to continue talking with this Taoist priest.

Walking to the door, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared and blocked Yang Ping'an's way, obviously not letting him go.

Looking back at the old Taoist priest on the futon, his energetic eyes were also looking at himself, Yang Pingan ground his teeth: "What does the Taoist priest mean? Are you still not allowed to leave?"

"Guest, let's just listen to the old man and finish what he has to say."

"Okay, tell me." Yang Pingan sat back and stared at him straight, but he was thinking about Xue Wuling's situation outside alone.

"If you want to say it, I'll just listen, but after you finish speaking, you have to let me go. I don't think your Taoist temple will plan to detain me forever, right?"

"Naturally, it should be like this. We are a Taoist temple, and the distinguished guests are citizens, and we are not demons or ghosts. It is not our turn to intervene too much."

So Xue Wuling and the others are determined to deal with it, and Yang Pingan sneered after hearing this.

Xue Wuling left the Taoist temple alone, waiting for Ping An outside. He was holding Ping An’s backpack, and he peeled a piece of ham sausage outside the mountain gate to eat. Knowing that he was the first person to discover this phenomenon, like a different kind of secret, made his mood sweet.

But there was a group of mice hiding and scurrying around, which kind of spoiled his mood.

After eating, put the casings in the garbage bag of the backpack, and be a civilized person.

Yang Pingan listened to the story of the master uncle in the house. The story of the master uncle was very long. It was roughly at the end of the 90s of the last century. There was a young man raising a ghost.

At that time, my uncle was also a young man. One night when he walked to a small village, he saw a young man taking a bath in the river.

Hearing about taking a bath, Yang Ping'an instinctively raised his spirits.

The uncle watched the boy take a bath attentively, because he found that he had a ghostly aura.

The teenager realized that he had been peeped at, put on his clothes in a hurry and ran away.

"?" Yang Ping'an fell into a trace of doubt, which sounds a little strange...

The uncle walked along the road and entered the small village. Because he was wearing a bun and wearing a straight gown, there were still people who were willing to entertain him. When asked about the strange boy, the villagers thought about it and ran to the river to take a bath in the middle of the night. , There is only one strange man.

"Master Dao, does he have fair skin? Does he look like a woman?"

"I didn't see it clearly, but I just roughly saw a man in the river."

"Then it must be the monster, otherwise who would sneak around like this."

monster?It was clearly a person, but there was some ghostly aura about him.

In the early morning of the next day, the uncle followed the direction pointed out by the villagers and walked towards the direction of the valley. There was a small thatched hut beside the field ridge under the hill, with four thick wooden piles exposed outside, and the stone wall was so-so. , Such a house is not even comparable to a simple tent.

He was looking at the room outside, when the young man in the room came out and bumped into him head-on, he was taken aback for a moment, tightened the bamboo basket in his hand, and took a step back.

His hair was very short, as if it had been roughly cut with scissors and then grew back randomly. He was covered in a tattered dark blue overalls, but he was beautiful in white, with bright and black and white fearful eyes.

He is like a beautiful flower.

Uncle Shi suddenly remembered what the villagers said, saying that he was a monster only because his body had a disordered yin and yang, that is, he was both a man and a woman.

His life was very unfortunate, and now he is entangled by ghosts again, and the uncle wants to help him.

But he didn't want to startle him.

So I just chatted with him, when the boy went to the field to dig vegetables, he accompanied him, chatted with him, helped him dig vegetables, and learned about him.

The young man was very shy, he didn't want to say more, and he didn't dare not answer, he asked a question and answered a sentence.