The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 121 Real Ghosts and Human Ghosts

"Brother, is this done?"

Zou Zhaoxing was dumbfounded.

From Chu Meiren's appearance to the time she flew back after eating Li Hongzhuang, the whole time did not exceed five seconds.

After a moment of stupefaction, the fierce ghost disappeared, and was eaten by the more vicious ghost brought by Zhang Heng.

"if not?"

"An idiot who has just reached the level of a ghost, in front of me, still wants to look good?"

Zhang Heng didn't take Li Hongzhuang seriously from the beginning.

Even if he didn't use the paper ghost and the Taiping sword, he was not afraid at all.

Because of things like ghosts, at the same level or in similar circumstances, no matter what, they can't beat a disciple of a great sect like him.

For nothing else, Maoshan has been passed down for thousands of years, passed down from generation to generation, and repaired from generation to generation.

The technique of subduing demons and killing ghosts, which has been summed up for thousands of years, if it can't make the disciples of the sect become kings at the same level in the battle with ghosts, then simply remove the signboard later.

Seventy generations of efforts, 1000 years of accumulation.

Can't beat ghosts at the same level, is there any king method?
"Brother, this ghost you raised is so powerful, how could she listen to you?"

Zou Zhaoxing looked at Zhang Heng hesitantly.

"You don't understand."

"In my opinion, ghosts can be divided into two types."

"One is a real ghost who has no consciousness and only relies on instinct to act."

"One is a conscious human ghost who can do things according to his own preferences."

"A real ghost, muddleheaded, only pursuing its own instincts, extremely harmful, must be eliminated after encountering it."

"Human ghosts inherit the values, preferences, and other aspects of life. They have wisdom and can communicate. The danger depends on the situation."

"The ghost who protects me is a human ghost who has just died and still retains the thoughts of his life."

"She is like a human being, if you treat her well, she will treat you well, and I have reached an agreement with her that I will build bridges and roads in her name to accumulate merit for her."

"She will help me deal with some problems and protect my way. This is a win-win situation."

When Zhang Heng said this, he couldn't help but warn: "Not all ghosts are like me, especially some old ghosts. You only see food, so be careful when you encounter it.”

Zou Zhaoxing said thoughtfully, "Ghosts are also good and bad. We want to eliminate bad ghosts. Good ghosts who don't do evil can let them survive properly. Brother Heng, is that what you mean?"

Zhang Heng nodded first, then shook his head.

Xiaoyue looked a little dazed, and asked: "Brother Heng, what do you mean by shaking your head?"

"As the saying goes, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, let alone ghosts?"

"Without getting along for a long time, how do you know if it is a good ghost or a bad ghost?"

"That's why many uncles would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go. Regardless of whether they do good or bad things, as long as they are ghosts, they will be arrested first, and then sent to reincarnation after being saved, so as not to let them stay in the human world. "

Zhang Heng reminded: "My situation is very special, and it is difficult to replicate. I hope you will not learn from me in the future. Raising ghosts is not the right way, and it is easy to be backlashed by them. Don't have compassion when encountering ghosts. Send them into reincarnation. It's the best choice."

"Yes, brother."

Zou Zhaoxing and Zou Zhaoxing nodded heavily.

Zhang Heng stopped here and didn't say any more.

Because on this matter, he and Jigong Living Buddha have very consistent views: "If the world learns from me, it is like entering the way of a demon."

It is difficult for ordinary people to grasp things like ghosts, so it is better to send them into reincarnation cleanly.

Day two.

Waking up early in the morning, the exorcist priest brought his friend Zhou Laoliu.

Perhaps it was because the exorcist priest had told Zhou Laoliu Zhang Heng's identity before he came, so in front of Zhang Heng, Zhou Laoliu looked very restrained and his face was full of flattery.

Zhang Heng didn't care about that either.

Because he believed that Zhou Lao Liu didn't dare to lie to him. To lie to him, he couldn't just sell the winery and hide in the countryside.

"Ah Heng, I have seen the aged wine of the old six family. They are stored in big vats. If they are divided into jars, there can be about [-] altars."

"The earliest batch is about 35 years old, and the others are 30, 20, and [-] years old."

"No matter how long it takes, it will become wine ointment, and you won't be able to drink it, or you will die of drunkenness."

Seeing Zhou Laoliu stuttering, the exorcist Taoist explained the situation on his side in person.

"Master, you handle things, I don't worry."

"I think that's the way it is. I want as much old wine as he has over ten years."

"Wine paste, I want ten altars too. As for the price, please discuss the price, uncle. I won't participate. I will give as much as you say at that time. What do you think?"

What Zhang Heng said was full of face for the exorcist Taoist.

Today he showed his face in front of Zhou Laoliu, and immediately blushed with joy, patted his chest and said, "Ah Heng, the price is absolutely fair to wrap it on Master Uncle."

"Okay, uncle, you are troubled."

Zhang Heng is not a person who calculates petty money.

Thousands of jars of wine, tens of thousands of oceans are all over, even if this amount of money is thrown into the water, he doesn't think it's loud enough.

"Lao Liu Zhou, my nephew is very busy, let's go!"

The head of the exorcism priest straightened his back and spoke with a firm voice, and he was full of energy.

Zhou Laoliu was obedient and followed the exorcist priest away.

From now on, how can he not take a high look at his old friend, the exorcist priest.

"Brother Heng, it's time for breakfast."

Xiaoyue was wearing an apron and brought breakfast.

Zhang Heng took a look at the porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, four side dishes, and two plates of steamed buns, all of which whetted the appetite.

"Where's Ah Xing?"

Zhang Heng sat at the dining table to get chopsticks.

"Brother Heng, I'm here."

Zou Zhaoxing came out of the room with a hutch.

"Look at you, and then look at Xiaoyue, she gets up before dawn to cook porridge and steamed buns, but you're fine and have slept till now."

As Zhang Heng was talking, he realized that Zou Zhaoxing actually wanted to get the steamed buns.

He raised his chopsticks and hit him directly on the hand, reprimanded: "Go wash your hands, there are no rules!"

"Oh."

Zou Zhaoxing made a face at Xiaoyue, and ran outside to wash his face in the river water.

Zhang Heng didn't care about him, and said to Xiaoyue who was still busy: "A man can't be too nice to him, or else like Ah Xing, who is used to your kindness, thinks it's all right."

"Brother Heng, Senior Brother treats me very well."

Xiaoyue lowered her head and protested softly.

"What a fart, I don't know what you think all day."

Zhang Heng didn't forget that when they first met, Ah Xing asked Xiaoyue to carry him on his back.

Although it is said that this is a fight between brothers and sisters, but Xiaoyue is not young, so she must pay attention to the impact.

"Brother Heng, I've finished washing."

Saying that, Zou Zhaoxing happily ran into the house.

"Sit down and eat after washing, don't be frizzy all day long."

Zhang Heng glanced at him angrily.

He could tell that Xiaoyue was interested in Ah Xing.

Otherwise, how could a girl of sixteen or seventeen be a horse for you, and she would be ashamed to death.

But as for Ah Xing, I don't know if he didn't get the hang of it, or if the childhood sweethearts who grew up together will become brothers and sisters, they treat Xiaoyue just like their own sister, and have no other thoughts at all.

It goes on like this.

Zhang Heng thought about it, and he had to be like Uncle Jiu and Aunt Cane again.

It's not right, Xiaoyue is not as careless as Aunt Cane, and she is relatively quiet in comparison.

"Brother Heng, where are you going after dinner?"

Zou Zhaoxing ate voraciously, asking questions while eating.

"Go to the church and have a look. Father Wu should be ready to reopen the church."

When Zhang Heng said this, he thought that at the ceremony of reopening the church, maybe Zou Zhaoxing's dream lover would also come back, and told him, "Get dressed neatly later, or don't blame senior brother for not reminding you."

(End of this chapter)