Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 2332 Ding Ermiao’s first love (23)

Ding Ermiao was already sure of winning at this moment, but he still didn't dare to be careless, so that he could take advantage of the victory and chase after him, killing ghosts with a thunderous palm.

The ghost of the big ghost continued to shrink, and gradually turned into a black shadow as big as a palm.

"Haha, it's all concentrated essence!" Ding Ermiao laughed, took off his coat and the shirt underneath, drew a ghost-absorbing talisman with blood on his fingertips, and moved toward the big ghost shield.

The evil ghost had no power to fight back and was captured by Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao was so tired that she rolled up her shirt and threw it on the ground. She sat down on it and never wanted to stand up again.

The black fog gradually dissipated, and the moonlight finally reappeared. The village chief led everyone to find it and shouted: "Brother Ding, Brother Ding!"

"Here, don't scream..." Ding Ermiao waved his hand feebly and said: "I have taken over the evil ghost, and it's okay. Let me rest for a while, rest for a while..."

"Has the ghost been caught?" The village was overjoyed, squatting down and looking at Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao rested for half an hour before standing up unsteadily and waving her hand: "Let's go back. I lost too much blood and I feel like I can't stand it anymore."

The village chief hurriedly called on everyone to help Ding Ermiao and walked back cautiously.

When they arrived at the village chief's house, Ding Ermiao drank a large glass of warm water and said, "Find me a place to sleep. If I don't sleep, I'm going to die!"

The village chief did not dare to neglect and hurriedly led Ding Ermiao to his bedroom to let Ding Ermiao rest.

Ding Ermiao fell on the bed, recalling the scene of the battle with the evil ghost, and was still in a fog - at that time, he was obviously dead, so why did he suddenly gain divine power and seriously injure the evil ghost all of a sudden?
After much deliberation, Ding Ermiao couldn't figure it out. He just murmured in his heart, could this be the blessing of Maoshan's ancestor?If not for the blessing of the ancestor, why did defeat suddenly turn into victory in the end?

Random thoughts, sleepiness and fatigue struck together, and Ding Ermiao finally closed her eyes.

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During this sleep, Ding Ermiao slept until ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

The village chief had already prepared good wine and food, and he carefully shouted for half an hour before waking up Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao looked a little pale after sleeping for so long. After washing, she sat on the table and started eating without saying a word.

However, I bit the tip of my tongue too many times last night. Now it's very difficult to eat. It hurts!

When he was half full, Ding Ermiao paused and asked, "How are your bags doing now?"

"Hey, it's really strange to say that those dirt bags have slowly shrunk back again, and now they are basically level with the ground." The village chief said.

Ding Ermiao nodded and continued eating.

After the meal, Ding Ermiao sat in front of the village chief's house and basked in the sun. He was still thinking about two questions: First, who was the person who asked him to catch ghosts?Second, why did you turn defeat into victory last night?
Ding Ermiao guessed countless possibilities, but was rejected by himself.After thinking about it, Ding Ermiao never thought that Master had done all this!
Originally, Ding Ermiao could go back this afternoon, but tomorrow is the market day in Yushan Village, so Ding Ermiao planned to stay and play for a day.

Anyway, Master is not on the mountain, and I am completely liberated.

In addition, Ding Ermiao felt that he had reason to take a rest because he was too tired from hunting ghosts last night.

The village chief is hospitable and naturally doesn't mind how long Ding Ermiao stays here.

Another night passed, and the next morning, the village chief personally accompanied Ding Ermiao to the market.

The market in Yushanzhai is very large, and villagers from dozens of miles away come here to buy things.

At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, the streets in the village were already crowded with people.

Ding Ermiao was enjoying herself while looking at the beautiful women.After walking back and forth on the street for several times, Ding Ermiao was still walking around.

"Brother Ding, do you want to buy something?" The village chief couldn't help but ask as his legs were sore from spinning.

"Oh... I want to buy a TV, but I didn't bring enough money. Damn it, the person who asked me to catch ghosts the day before yesterday can't be found again. Otherwise, I have to ask him for a thousand or eight hundred dollars. Catching ghosts in your village almost cost me my own life." Ding Ermiao said with dissatisfaction.

This time, Ding Ermiao brought 200 yuan, which was not enough to buy a TV set, but only enough to buy some gifts for Hongyu.

The village chief shrugged and said he was helpless.Because Ding Ermiao was still a little young, the village chief did not dare to lend him money.

After walking three or five times on the street, Ding Ermiao finally chose a gift for Hongyu, which was a bottle of perfume and a bottle of shampoo.

The village chief also breathed a sigh of relief and took Ding Ermiao to a restaurant for dinner, planning to send Ding Ermiao back after the meal.

But halfway through the meal, the discussion at the next table caught Ding Ermiao's attention.

There were four people at the next table, all going to the market together and having a drink in the restaurant at noon.

One of them, Big Throat, said: "Let me tell you, the things in the school are not done by humans, that place is haunted! Just wait and see, people will definitely die in the days to come."

"Yeah, it's a pity that the girl, a city girl, came all the way to teach, and ended up dying like this, alas." Another person sighed.

"It's a bit sad. Her parents may cry to death." One person said.

Is there a ghost harming people?Ding Ermiao was taken aback and turned around hurriedly and asked: "Brothers, what are you talking about? Is it haunted and dead?"

Big Throat drank a lot of wine, glared at Ding Ermiao, and asked: "Who do you call big brother? We are both 40 years old, how old are you?"

The village chief smiled hurriedly, took out his cigarette and smoked it in a circle, and said: "I am Wang Damei, the head of Hetang Wang Village. Brothers, which village are you from? This little brother is young, but he is Qi Yun Guan San. The apprentice of a poor Taoist priest, a disciple of Maoshan, he is absolutely good at catching ghosts!"

"The disciple of Taoist Sanpong?" The big throat man was stunned for a moment and said: "What a coincidence, in our village, there was a discussion in the morning about inviting Taoist Sanpong to come and have a look, but I didn't expect to meet him. Disciple. By the way, young man, where is your master?"

"Master has gone to Yunyou, and now I have the final say in Qiyunguan. I came here to catch ghosts in Hetang Wang Village, and I just took care of an evil ghost there." Ding Ermiao rolled his eyes lazily. Asked: "What are you talking about?"

Da Yanguan looked at each other and said: "In our Weitianzhuang Village Primary School, a female teacher died. She was a college student who came from other places to teach. The girl died miserably. She was originally a thin person. After her death, , the whole body was swollen, and the arms were thicker than a man’s thighs. There was bleeding from all the orifices, it was very scary.”

The village chief was also surprised and asked, "Have the police come? What should I say?"

"I didn't say much, I just took the body away." Big Throat said.

(End of this chapter)