Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 2213 To Dream
Amidst the laughter, Qiu Sanpo once again activated the paper talisman and pressed it towards the old ghost's head.

The old ghost tried his best to cultivate his skills and hit it with all his strength.

There was a bang. Unexpectedly, the old ghost's collision actually broke the Maoshan sealing talisman!
Qiu Sanpo was stunned, and hurriedly pointed out a ghost-killing technique!

The Ghost Taoist Master sneered slightly, hiding behind Qiu Sanqian's skills, he pointed out his finger from a distance and clicked on it with a ghost-killing technique...

The ghost-killing formulas of the two brothers and sisters are added together, and the power is naturally multiplied.Especially the instructions of the ghost master, the power is far better than that of Qiu Sanpo.

But the angle and timing of the ghost's finger growth are very ingenious, and they are completely in line with Qiu Sanpo.

At this time, not only did Qiu Sanpoo not see anyone helping him, but even the old ghost with a white beard didn't know.

The old ghost was killed by the ghost trick, the ghost shadow floated out, and his whole body was shaken!

"Still want to escape?" Taoist Priest Sanpeng chased after him with his sword, wondering why his ghost-killing technique suddenly became so powerful?

After much deliberation and no solution, Qiu Sanpo thought to himself that maybe the ancestor appeared and helped him secretly. Otherwise, how could he become so powerful?
The old ghost used up his remaining strength and fled down the mountain.

He planned to escape back to Xuebuji, use people as hostages, and resist stubbornly.The old ghost was most familiar with the area of ​​Xuebuji. Only when he got there did he have a glimmer of hope.

But at this time, the old ghost had been seriously injured and was no longer as relaxed as before.

When the situation changed, the Sanpoor Daoist chased after him laughingly, treating the old ghost as a plaything.

Taoist Priest Sanpian could see that the old ghost was at the end of his strength. Even if he escaped into the crowd, he would still be able to catch him.

Moreover, just now at Su Fengshou's house, the three poor Taoist priests were a little embarrassed.

Now the old ghost is running back, just in line with the wishes of the Sanpian Taoist Priest.Because he chased the Su family and captured the old ghost in front of Su Fengshou, his reputation as the leader of Maoshan was restored.

The Sanpian Taoist Priest was not calm enough at that time. In later words, he also wanted to save face and show off.

In fact, it was Taoist Ghost's intention to let the old ghost return to Xuebuji.In order to enhance the prestige of Sanpong Taoist Priest, the only way is to let Sanpupient Taoist Priest show his prestige in front of others.

Therefore, when the old ghost broke through Maoshan and printed the big talisman just now, the ghost Taoist priest did not take action.

Now that the old ghost was seriously injured, Qiu Sanqian was able to win with ease, and the ghost Taoist Master also breathed a sigh of relief.If you support it, your merits will be considered complete.

However, the Ghost Taoist Master did not dare to leave and still followed secretly.

Qiu Sanpo chased the old ghost and returned to Xuebuji.

The next thing will become simple.

The old ghost crawled to Su Fengshou's house and wanted to kidnap Su Fengshou.

However, Taoist Ghost couldn't stop pointing his fingers, forcing the old ghost into Mrs. Su's room.

The old ghost knew that he would not be able to survive, so he simply stopped running and allowed himself to be manipulated.

The three poor Taoist priests sat on the Taishi chair and interrogated the old ghost majestically.Many people came to watch the Xuebu gathering, which created a sensation.

The ghost Taoist leader retired after his success. He bowed several times to Maoshan Xuyun Temple in a deserted place, and then floated away with the old ghost Song Youfu.

"Taoist Master, where are we going now?" asked the old ghost Song Youfu.

"Let's take a casual stroll first, catch a few old ghosts, and send them to the underworld to do business." The ghost priest said.

"But where can I find the old ghost?" Song Youfu asked again.

"There are many old ghosts everywhere. Anyone who encounters me will be unlucky." The Ghost Taoist Master laughed and said: "Now that I'm back, I want to see the famous mountains and rivers everywhere, and those prosperous cities. Let's From south to north, let’s see as we go.”

When Ghost Taoist was in his hometown, there was a war and he had no chance to travel around.Now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, it is a good time to travel.

"Taoist Priest, I think you're not concentrating on having fun, right?" Song Youfu said.

"Yes, I still need to confirm the location of those jars. Now I know that those ten jars are widely distributed, almost surrounding the entire Chinese continent. If we find the hiding places of the other nine jars, we can go back Already..."

"How long will this take?"

"Maybe very fast, maybe very slow." Ghost Daoist said.

These ten jars form the Ten Killing Formation, guarding the Tianmen.

After all the ghost Taoist masters have determined the location of the jar, they will be able to find the location of the Heavenly Gate, and then they will have the opportunity to step into the Heavenly Way...

Precisely because of the existence of this Heavenly Gate, Ghost Taoist gave up his plan to forcefully open the Heavenly Gate with the Crystal Skull.

At first, Taoist Ghost thought that all ten jars were in the Hong Kong government. After repeated calculations, he realized that he was wrong. The scope of this layout far exceeded his imagination.

Therefore, the Taoist leader returned to the mainland, partly to inspect the Feng Shui Bureau of the Mu Basin, and partly to study the other nine jars.

Of course, it is also possible to take a trip to the mountains and rivers to comfort your homesickness.

Taking Song Youfu with him, Taoist Ghost turned north.

Two days later, Taoist Ghost appeared on a pointed island near the sea in Qilu.

The name of the place is Jianshan Island, which looks like the tip of a dagger thrust diagonally into the sea.

This was still a rural area at that time, and the residents were all fishermen, making a living by fishing for generations.

"Taoist Priest, are there any ghosts here?" Song Youfu asked.

The ghost Taoist priest smiled and said: "I want to rent a fishing boat and become a fisherman..."

In the fishing villages on the seaside, there are some families selling fishing boats.

The Taoist wandered around for a day or two, bought a relatively new fishing boat, and drove the boat around on the sea.

The fishermen here all go to sea in groups and cooperate with each other.

It stands to reason that if the Taoist priest wanders alone, where can he catch fish?
But here's the trick, every time the Taoist priest goes to sea, he can just take a turn and come back with a full load.

The Taoist priest sells the fish he catches at the beach, and the price is much cheaper.It made other fishermen angry and jealous.

After three or five days, the Taoist master became famous here.Almost everyone knows that there is an old man named Lin Baiyun who has a secret weapon for fishing and can fill his warehouse every day.

In this way, the Taoist priest fished during the day and slept on the fishing boat at night. He lived a very happy life.

Finally, some fishermen couldn't help it anymore, and secretly approached the Taoist leader, asking him: "Old man, why do you fish alone at such an age that you can catch more fish than we do?"

The ghost Taoist laughed, trimmed his beard and asked, "Have you read Journey to the West?"

"I've seen it..." The person who asked the question was stunned, and then nodded.

"Do you still remember that there was a fortune teller, Mr. Yuan, who helped an old fisherman tell his fortune and told him where to set his net for fishing every day?"

"Remember!" The person asking the question nodded.

The ghost Taoist priest grinned and said: "That fortune teller gives me dreams every night, telling me where to fish. With the fortune teller's guidance, I can fill my warehouse every day."

The person who asked the question was dubious, surprised and happy, and said: "Old man, can you ask the fortune teller to tell me a dream?"

(End of this chapter)