My Master is Lin Zhengying

"Eldest brother, since you have captured so many ghosts and come back, let's put them in the house and worship them first!

Bring them incense to eat.

It's good that those wanderers don't come to trouble us.

If you dare to come, give them a good meal. "

"okay!"

Qiu Sheng smiled, and went inside with the cloth bag.

In addition to the cloth bag, Qiu Sheng also had a soul banner on his waist.

This thing should control these ghosts.

For the time being, these ghosts cannot leave the soul banner too far.

This technique is a bit out of the way.

If Uncle Jiu found out, he would definitely blame a few people.

But Nan Chen and the others didn't think too much about it, since Uncle Jiu wasn't there anyway, so it didn't matter.

Qiu Sheng put the cloth bag away, and put the soul flag aside.

At the same time, Nanchen and Wencai lit joss sticks to worship.

There are a lot of incense offerings.

After all, there are so many ghosts, three sticks of incense are not enough for them to eat.

As soon as the incense was inserted into the incense burner, there was a little smoke.

It floated directly into the cloth bag, and was sucked clean by the ghost inside.

At the same time, faint voices of ghosts sounded in the house.

"Thank you, Daoist!"

"Thank you, Taoist priest, for offering!"

"I haven't tasted incense for more than ten years!"

"Brother, I haven't eaten for more than twenty years..."

"It's comfortable, my body is full of strength!"

"Master Dao, you guys!"

"Daoist Qiusheng, we promise to take care of what you said.

As long as someone dares to trouble you.

We must have scared them to death..."

"Yes, yes, scare them to death..."

"..."

The ghosts in the cloth bags kept talking, very excited.

The whole cloth bag was shaking.

Occasionally there are imprints of human hands, imprints of human faces.

If ordinary people saw it, they would definitely be scared to death.

After lighting the incense offering here, Nan Chen and the others burned the paper money again.

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts turn millstones.

As long as these ghosts collect money and smoke incense, there is no fear that they will not help with affairs.

Of course, Nan Chen and others are fully capable of using Taoism to fully control them.

There is no need to be so troublesome at all, lighting incense and burning paper.

But to do so would be detrimental to morality.

In this world, we are very particular about the cycle of cause and effect.

After the paper money was burned, the wandering ghosts in the bag got their money and were full of incense.

The three of them left the house and went outside to continue their practice.

As for whether the Ronin really came to Renjia Town, the three of them don't know yet.

Anyway, the ghosts are ready, so what should they do.

The morning passed quickly, and the afternoon also passed quickly.

After a day of practice, Nan Chen stabilized the Dao foundation.

Stimulated by Nan Chen's talent, Qiu Sheng has made rapid progress, and has reached the peak of the fourth-layer yellow rank.

Wen Cai didn't make much progress, but Ben Lei Quan could already be mastered proficiently.

Qiusheng didn't plan to go back to town today, so he stayed in Yizhuang.