Reborn Zombie Daoist

Chapter 424 Gold Ghost Fights Ghosts (Second Change)
"Uncle Ying, it's this book. It flew up suddenly just now and opened it by itself. It scared me to death. Please help me read it quickly."

Dong Duo pointed to the Huangji Jingshi Book on the table, with a look of horror on his face, he was quite frightened just now.

"What will I think if you don't bring it here?" Uncle Ying said speechlessly.

"Take it?" Dong Duo shook his head wildly, "I paid you to catch ghosts, and you let me get it?"

"I'll go, I'll go. The rich are uncles. Dong Duoduo, I found that you have become vulgar."

"I'm just a layman."

Dong Duo was eloquent, and when he saw Uncle Ying walking over, he hurriedly moved away.

When drowsiness comes, someone will send a pillow!
Shachen watched quietly, this Taoist priest named Uncle Ying had real materials and magic power in his body.

Uncle Ying was very experienced, so he was not in a hurry to read the Huangji Classics, but walked around Dong Duo's house, frowning.

Under normal circumstances, yin and yang qi are like a magnetic field. Where ghosts haunt, the yin qi will be very heavy. If the yin and yang are out of balance, the yang qi will be repelled, forming a cold environment.

The stronger the ghost, the stronger the yin energy, so ghost houses and other places are more barren and rich, without sunshine.

Ordinary people will feel uncomfortable in haunted places, let alone ascetics, who can easily tell whether there are ghosts or not.

Dong Duojia has no ghosts.

This is the conclusion that Uncle Ying came to, but he did not relax at all, took out the Zhang Lingfu and muttered, and pasted it on the Huangji Jingshishu.

Grab it in your hand.

"Eh."

Uncle Ying breathed a sigh of relief, flipped through a few pages, threw it to Dong Duoduo, and walked straight out the door.

"Hey, Uncle Ying, why are you leaving, ghost?"

"in your heart."

Dong Duo was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly opened the Huangji Jingshi Shu, but there was nothing wrong, and asked loudly: "You don't want money?"

"If you don't make an inch of merit, you should be ashamed of it."

"Pedantic, you don't make money if you have money, no wonder you can't even pay the rent, you were kicked out, don't forget it."

Dong Duo hugged the Huangji Jingshi book like a treasure, turning it over and over again, with a trace of anxiety and relaxation on his face.

"I depend on you for the rest of my life. If something goes wrong with you, I will become a liar if I have a lot of tricks."

Listening to him talking to himself, Shachen's eyes flickered, and he quietly shot a blue light at Dong Duo. The blue light entered Dong Duo's body, and he didn't notice it at all.

Dust left quietly.

He came here only to verify the authenticity of the Huangji Jingshishu, and had no intention of taking it for himself and facing fate head-on.

Destiny is incarnated into tens of thousands, and if you find the Huangji Jingshishu, you may not be able to find your destiny, otherwise your destiny would have died in the hands of the Pangu clan.

The separate Huangji Jingshishu is like a chicken rib to Dust, but if it is the Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Man, he is very interested.

Taking away the Huangji Jingshishu is equivalent to putting eyes on your body, and your secrets will be peeped by fate.

Still a deadly ticking time bomb.

Just look at He Youqiu in the original drama. Destiny likes to play tricks and tricks behind his back, so he has to guard against it.

Intuition tells Shachen that the Huangji Jingshishu in Dong Duo's hand is not a real heavenly book, and Shachen can't tell the specific reason.

After all, he had never seen the real heavenly scriptures, so he would rather be in vain than indulge, and deliberately left a soul imprint on Dong Duo.

If it is true, then through Dong Duo to monitor Tianshu's every move, it doesn't matter if it is not.

The Pangu tribe created the most perfect goddess, the Holy Mother of Yaochi, just to lure fate, and fate will definitely appear.

……

Uncle Ying pushed open the high iron gate and walked into a big house.

"Master, you came back so soon? Did the ghost catch you?" Uncle Ying's eldest apprentice asked with concern.

"Master, is it a beautiful female ghost?"

"You can tell by Master's expression, it must be an ugly ghost, oh, Master."

"Whether he is a beautiful female ghost, an ugly ghost or a bad ghost, as long as he can make money, he is a good ghost."

"Master, how much did Dong Duo give you?"

Before Uncle Ying could open his mouth, Jin Twelve said imaginatively, "Dong Duo is known as a magician. There are many people who come to him for fortune-telling, and he has made a lot of money. I will give you one hundred and eighty thousand."

"One hundred and eighty thousand, master, we have made a fortune."

Uncle Ying said: "It's more than one hundred and eighty thousand, let's make a guess."

"20."

"Guess again."

"50."

"No."

"How much is that?"

"One hundred million." Uncle Ying took out a stack of coins from his pocket and handed them to Jin Twelve, "Don't think it's too little, just spend it."

Jin Twelve was stunned, and the others were also shocked, "Isn't it, Master, Dong Duo asked you to catch ghosts with ghost coins?"

"There are no ghosts in his house. He has ghosts in his heart. I can't catch the ghosts in his heart. How can he dare to collect money? By the way, where has Ajuan gone?" Uncle Ying looked around and asked.

"Uncle Ying... I'm here."

A beautiful woman in ancient clothes huddled in a corner, sweating profusely, and looked very hot, but she was shivering.

"Miss Ajuan, are you okay?" Uncle Ying was taken aback, and walked quickly to Ajuan, pointing his fingers at her forehead.

"Uncle Ying, I'm so hot!" A Juan said with difficulty.

"Take off your clothes when it's hot."

"Don't make a fuss." Uncle Ying reprimanded, and said to himself: "It's strange, it's hot, and the body is shaking. What kind of symptoms are these?"

"Because I'm here."

Suddenly, a man in white appeared quietly in the living room.

"who?"

Uncle Ying stood up abruptly, looking at Sha Chen vigilantly, and several of his apprentices hurried to him.

"I am not a bad guy……"

"Yeah, you're just short of having the word 'bad guy' written on your forehead." A young girl sneered.

"Ahui, don't talk nonsense." Uncle Ying shouted, his face extremely dignified, and he said politely: "My friend, this house belongs to the descendants of Ajuan. We live here as guests, and neither do Ajuan. Bad guy, please be merciful."

"If she was an evil ghost, she wouldn't be able to live now. Believe it or not, I didn't touch her. The main reason why she became like this is because of my breath." Sha Chen said.

"Tch, what you said is true, the breath makes ghosts like this, do you think you are a god?" Jin Twelve said.

"I am not a goddess."

"You are a fairy."

"It's not a fairy either."

"Then what are you?"

"Half fairy."

Uncle Ying's apprentices were taken aback, and then burst out laughing, "It turns out that he is a fortune teller, why pretend to be a master, master, let's drive him out."

"If you think that today is the festival day next year, go boldly."

Hearing this, several apprentices turned pale in shock, and looked at Sha Chen who was smiling but not smiling in disbelief.

"Master, he..."

"Pure yang energy, god and demon Piyi, half human and half immortal, the true Yang god!"

"Gao Ying of the Fantasy Gate has met a real person." Uncle Ying respectfully saluted Sha Chen with the etiquette of the Fantasy Gate.

Yangshen real person!

Several apprentices were dumbfounded.

"You don't need to be too polite. I passed by here and found that there is a yin in the house. I stopped by to have a look. I didn't expect to meet an old friend."

(End of this chapter)