Heavenly Master raises ghosts daily

"Who are you?" Lu Changsheng took a step back as the tip of the sword was resisted by the ghost. He tried his best to make his eyes look a little more vicious.

Hearing Lu Changsheng's words, the ghost had a smile on his face, and he withdrew his hand, thinking it was quite interesting, "You called me out, but asked me who I am instead?" As he spoke, he moved slightly, and was about to turn sideways to Lu Changsheng.

"Don't move!" The peach wood sword moved in the direction of the ghost, Lu Changsheng frowned, looking on guard.

Although this ghost currently looks non-threatening, and Lu Changsheng feels the same way, but after reading a lot of stories before, Lu Changsheng is really worried.

"Why, are you afraid that I will harm you?" The ghost raised his eyebrows slightly, and a low smile appeared in his throat as if mocking, the surrounding light was very dark, Lu Changsheng couldn't see the ghost's expression clearly, but somehow felt that he was sad , "I won't do such a foolish thing by harming people and compromising my cultivation base."

The ghost stretched out his hand, and the long sleeves of the black robe slid down along with his movements, revealing a pale and thin wrist. The moonlight poured down, making the ghost's skin more transparent.

"You are really a ghost..." Lu Changsheng murmured while looking at the transparent outline of the ghost, and lowering his head to see that there was no shadow at the other person's feet.

"You don't even know what I am, so you dare to use spiritism?" The ghost had a slight smile on his face, but his tone was stern, "Aren't you afraid to find a ghost?"

"I want to find my grandpa, how could I know..." Lu Changsheng did not feel offended by the stern tone of the ghost for no reason, on the contrary, it was lower than the explanation.

"Your grandfather?" The ghost was taken aback, his eyes subconsciously moved away, slowly rubbing the transparent fingertips hidden in the loose robe where Lu Changsheng could not see, "Fortunately..." The lips parted slightly, the ghost These two words are so light that Lu Changsheng didn't realize it at all.

He also thought that the ghost was also called out from the ground, and he might even know his grandfather.

"Lu Benheng, have you heard?" Lu Changsheng asked with bright eyes as his guard against ghosts dissipated a little, and his grip on the sword also relaxed.

"I've never heard of it." The ghost shook his head.

"..."

"It's just a meeting, what wish do you have? If it's not too much, I will help you realize it." Standing with his hands behind his back, the ghost's chin slightly raised, and he slightly raised his eyebrows to signal to Lu Changsheng that he could make a request.

Hell is so easy to talk, Lu Changsheng completely put down the mahogany sword, and the tip of the sword rested on the ground. He said softly: "Can you go back first, and then replace my grandfather?"

"Aren't you going to send me back?" The ghost frowned, with a slightly raised tone.

Lu Changsheng didn't hear the emotion in the ghost's tone. He puffed up his cheeks, thinking that the ghost felt that he had suffered an innocent disaster. He was a little embarrassed for a while, but Lu Changsheng didn't answer.

There is a flash of doubt in the eyes, but the look is fleeting, and there is still more joy in the ghost.

Not knowing what he said made the other party happy, Lu Changsheng tilted his head and heard the ghost in front of him say: "My name is Lu Ping, what's your name?"

"Lu, Lu Changsheng." Reciprocity, Lu Changsheng said.

"Your family really likes you." Lu Ping said as he looked at Lu Changsheng's profile with dark eyes.

After a simple self-introduction, without staying in the yard, Lu Ping walked along the road to the shop as if floating.

"Hey, where are you going?" Lu Changsheng held the mahogany sword and chased after Lu Ping, wanting to stop him.

Dodging Lu Changsheng's obstruction deftly in two or three, Lu Ping's figure and movements are very suitable for his current illusory body, "You called me here, and you didn't even let me into the house?" Lu Ping complained.

Lu Changsheng was silent for a moment, he put away his sword and followed Lu Ping into the house.

Before leaving the shop, Lu Changsheng only kept the lamp on the back door, and the faint light could only illuminate a corner of the surrounding area, and he couldn't take care of the inside of the house.

It was pitch black in front of him, and although he could turn on the light by raising his hand, the ghost stories he had heard since he was a child all said that ghosts cannot see light, so Lu Changsheng stopped stretching his hand for a moment.

It would be fine if Guangming could drive away Lu Ping, but he was afraid that if he couldn't drive away, the ghost would come back to look for him later.

Just as he was thinking about whether he should go back to the backyard, take the white candle and light it, and make use of it, Lu Changsheng felt a cold wind lingering along his neck, and before he could react, there was a "click", The lights came on.

"Ordinary ghosts are not cultivated enough, some cannot see candlelight, some cannot see lights, and some cannot see sunlight." As if knowing what Lu Changsheng was thinking, Lu Ping said slowly.

"Then, what about you?" Lu Changsheng's voice was a little dull when his back leaned against the wall.

"I'm not afraid of anything." Lu Ping smiled, as casually as if he was the master, and waved his long arm. There was a tea set made of white porcelain on the carved pear wood table. Flowed down the spout into the teacup.

Originally, when he saw Lu Ping, Lu Changsheng's three views should all be shattered, but seeing this ghost manipulating the equipment so naturally, Lu Changsheng still took a deep breath that was unacceptable for a while.

"Drink tea." Lu Ping said, holding up his hand.

"Can I drink it?" Lu Changsheng pointed at the teacup, a little surprised.

Slowly moved to sit next to Lu Ping, touched the teacup with his finger, the tentacles heated up, and the real Lu Changsheng could touch it.

Although Lu Ping didn't have any malice towards Lu Changsheng, but the two of them were separated by yin and yang. Sitting next to Lu Ping, Lu Changsheng began to feel the coolness from his arms.

When he was drawing the talisman before, he flipped through the spell book that he was looking up, and it was still open on the table. Lu Changsheng's eyes lit up when he thought of something, "Wait for me to come back, I seem to know a way to send you back!"

As he said that, without waiting for Lu Ping's answer, Lu Changsheng turned on the flashlight with his mobile phone, and walked quickly to his room in the backyard.

He left in a hurry, and the back of his walking was accompanied by wind. Lu Ping's eyes followed Lu Changsheng's back, clenched his fingertips hard, and his pupils deepened.

Lu Changsheng came back from the room with "Spiritualism". With a confident smile on his face, he shook Lu Ping, "The method in this book is the way to summon you before, and there must be a way to send you away in the book." Way to go back."

Sitting on the stool, he started flipping through the book. Lu Changsheng hadn't finished the book before. The whole book is not thick. After finishing the Summoning Technique, there were only two or three pages left. He directly flipped to the pages he hadn't read. The bright pupils of the eyes suddenly dimmed when they saw what was written on the next few pages.

"What is this?" Lu Changsheng frowned and pouted, "Is there any postscript for this kind of book?" The next few pages are not about how to send back the summoned ghosts, but about who used it in previous generations. After casting this spell, some ghost was summoned out.

If it was Lu Changsheng a few days ago, he might have the time to look at it, but it is useless to him now.

Seeing Lu Changsheng's emotional changes, Lu Ping also breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned back in his chair lazily, and looked at the storefront decoration of Kanyu Store with his own mind, "If you don't want me to go back, just say it, why are you still taking the book?" make excuse?"

"I can't wait to send your big Buddha back soon!" Lu Changsheng snorted softly. Lu Changsheng picked up the poured tea and drank it directly.

Different from the tea I drank before, the white porcelain cup didn't even have a hint of bitterness. Instead, it was light and sweet, not like tea but like sugar water, and I don't know if it was his inexplicable psychological effect. The mind that was still a little sleepy suddenly became clear.

"Isn't there tea in this cup?" Lu Changsheng asked.

"Has the Taoist sect declined so much now?" Without answering Lu Changsheng's question, Lu Ping asked instead.

Before Lu Ping was looking at the decoration of the Kanyu store, the storefront today is completely different from when Grandpa Lu was there. Everything that was on the shelves before was put away. After Lu Changsheng came back, he didn’t know how to put it back. Before the planning is done, I can only find some random things from the warehouse.

Lu Ping is a ghost, and judging by his appearance, he must know more than Lu Changsheng. Feeling embarrassed for a while, Lu Changsheng said: "My grandfather... I don't know if the store will continue to open."

"Is the current world so difficult and dangerous?" Lu Ping's expression became more serious, and Lu Changsheng felt a trace of pity in his eyes.

Feeling chilled by his own thoughts, Lu Changsheng rubbed his arms, although somehow he felt that he and Lu Ping were not talking about the same thing, he still nodded quickly, wanting to bring the topic to an end, "Do people believe in science now. Actually science..."

"If you believe in me, I can help you carry forward the Daoism."

"Ah?" Lu Changsheng didn't know why the topic came to "prosperity".

"You don't want to?" Lu Ping's expression was a little annoyed, as if he was blaming himself, and he continued in a low voice: "I was the one who was abrupt."

"Are all you ghosts so loving and helpful?" Lu Changsheng asked suspiciously.

"I..." Lu Ping's tone was a bit hesitant, he pursed his lips and looked away from Lu Changsheng, but looked at the books on the mahogany shelf that Lu Changsheng randomly took out, "It's not for helping you, it's for Myself.

"The ghosts are not compatible with the human world. It would be fine if you have a way to send me back, but you have no other way and I can't go back by myself, so I can only stay in the human world. It's okay for a day or two, and the ghost power will become stronger and stronger as time goes by." Weak, if there is no one to enshrine, I will only be dissapeared if I stay in the world for a long time." Lu Ping said in a deep voice, but his expression was calm, neither sad nor happy, as if he was not the one who would be dissipated in the future.

"Soul flying, soul scattered?" Lu Changsheng repeated these words, but in fact what he paid attention to was not these, but that Lu Ping was actually a ghost?

It doesn't mean that the ghost looks terrible and is dressed in red, but Lu Ping is completely different from the ghosts in the legends.

His thoughts were a little wandering, and Lu Changsheng pulled back his miscellaneous thoughts in embarrassment, "You said enshrining, how do you want to enshrine? Are you looking for your tomb?"

Before Lu Ping could answer, Lu Changsheng said again: "It's just that I don't know which dynasty you are from, whether the tomb can still be found, whether it is far from here, or..."

Hearing Lu Changsheng's words, a glint of forbearance flashed in Lu Ping's eyes, his fingers clenched into a fist, and then he let go, his eyes stared at Lu Changsheng's face in obscurity, until the other party moved his body unaccustomed, he did not move. He took out an ebony board from his sleeve and stood it on the table.

The plank, which was not real in Lu Ping's hands, suddenly took on a real shape when it touched the table.

Lu Changsheng took a closer look and saw that it was a memorial tablet. The ebony wood was carefully polished, and every pattern was extraordinarily delicate. The writing on the tablet was carved with small seal characters.

"You still carry this thing with you?"

"If I don't take it with me, I'm afraid I'm going to die at your house." Lu Ping snorted softly, and stretched out his nihilistic fingers to touch the tablet, but in the end his fingers could only slide across it, unable to touch it.

Lu Changsheng puffed his cheeks, and concentrated on observing the gold-painted words on the tablet. He didn't study much about it, so he could only guess while reading, "Lang, Mr. Ji, the position of Ping?"

After stumbling out those words, Lu Changsheng looked at Lu Ping after finishing speaking, and asked himself if what he said was right.

"En." Lu Ping let out a sound in his throat and nodded.

"I've never heard of this place, Langji. Which dynasty?" Lu Changsheng asked a lot. He's not curious about everything, but this place has never been heard of or seen before, so he couldn't help but want to know more about it. .

"In the pre-Qin period, it was a small country on the border, and there were many barbarians in the wilderness. After the country was destroyed, no one knew about it." Lu Ping said flatly, but there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy. Lu Changsheng's question seemed to have inadvertently touched Lu Ping's heart.

With a light cough, Lu Changsheng picked up the tablet and walked to the mahogany shelf on the left, and placed the tablet in the upper middle position, "Should I still prepare the incense burner and candles?"

After placing the tablet, Lu Changsheng turned around and asked.

"Are you planning to make the Daoist sect flourish?" Lu Ping raised his eyes and asked.

Lu Changsheng: "..."

Why is this ghost obsessed with promoting Taoism?

"What is your relationship with Taishang Laojun?" Lu Changsheng asked, what is this?Is the Taoist admissions office here to spread|sell it?

"You pulled me out of the ground, are you not going to take responsibility?" Lu Ping stood up abruptly, and appeared in front of Lu Changsheng in the blink of an eye. He was wearing a black robe, and he enveloped Lu Changsheng in himself. in the arms.

Ruyu's face occupied Lu Changsheng's pupils, and the pupils shrank. Lu Changsheng looked at Lu Ping's appearance, and his lowered eyelids. The other party's eyelashes were long, and his deep eyes stared at him, as if separated by hundreds of millions of light years. .

If Lu Ping raises his hand and puts his palm on the shelf, this is a perfect wall-dong posture, but it's a pity that Lu Ping can't touch anything.With some complicated and weird thoughts in his mind, Lu Changsheng took a deep breath, not letting himself think about it anymore, and wanted to cool down his hot cheeks and ears.

"Don't talk so strangely, as if I've got you in trouble." Cursing his lips, Lu Changsheng looked away unnaturally, he shrugged and said: "Besides, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I'm really powerless. How can a mortal who knows nothing make the Daoist sect flourish?"

Lu Ping was taken aback, he raised his hand to pinch Lu Changsheng's wrist, and put his three fingers together and clasped the pulse door tightly.

mortal.Lu Ping frowned suddenly.