"Murder! Where is the constable?"

"Why is that old man only has a human skin left? It's so weird."

"I didn't look at it, why did the monkey become a fat boy?"

"This child looks so familiar. Does he seem to be the missing young master of the Wang family?"

"Oh, my waist hurts so much."

"Damn, let you go to less tramps. Women who are there will be evil tricks, knock on bones and suck marrow, and be careful to be eaten and wiped away."

The onlookers pointed at the young Taoist priests with one word and another. Someone saw that the people had lost their lives and had to report to the crowd, and they were about to report to the officials.

Chen Bafang's eyes fell on the white paper ingots in the bowl.

These ingots-shaped paper ingots are stained with the yang energy of living people.

The monkey-shocking man just now was not a human, but a ghost.

This ghost bewitched a group of spectators, sucking yang energy and refining the Yin spirit, which is a ghost-cultivating magic that is a kind of ghost-cultivating spell.

After a while, the county government's constable came with a water and fire stick and a fork.

"The bold murderer dares to kill people in the street!"

The constable rushed over and saw the water and fire robe on Chen Bafang's body, and recognized the Taoist priest Yunlongguan who came to receive a sack of strange snakes during the day to receive a reward at the county government office.

I didn't expect to meet him again at night.

"Master, why are you?"

The lead detective Zhao Dashi glanced at the fat man who was drooling beside him, and saw the wrinkled human skin on the ground, and felt that things were not that simple.

Chen Bafang told the constable about the incident.

With the young master from Wang Yuanwai's family testified, Zhao Dashi quickly believed his words.

"It turns out that it's a ghost, please trouble you, the Taoist priest."

Zhao Dashi sighed heavily.

The corruption of the court has led to natural disasters and man-made disasters and people's lives, and evil spirits and ghosts are everywhere to harm people.

Over the years, several children from Liangzhou County have been lost inexplicably.

The county government originally thought that these children were abducted by human traffickers.

After strict investigation, no clues were found.

This time, if it weren't for Chen Bafang's breaking, they would probably never know where the lost child went.

It’s just a pity that the ghost ran away.

It's a sin.

"I still lack experience. I will never let him run away next time I encounter it."

Physical attacks are useless to ghosts.

To kill ghosts, you must use impeachment and kill ghosts.

Chen Bafang finally went out and wanted to experience the customs and humanities of the world in the pot, but he thought he would hit a ghost when he went out.

The world in the pot is indeed very dangerous.

I don’t know if the ghost will come back to take revenge on him.

At this moment, a big fluffy head came over, and Fang Xiaoshan shook his eyebrows and said to Chen Bafang: "Master, should you go to the embroidery building to find the girl to get out of luck?"

"Is the embroidery building you mentioned a place where serious people go?"

If it's serious, I won't go.

It’s better to go home and watch Douyin.

Chen Bafang said in his heart.

Fang Xiaoshan scratched his head: "There are serious people and some are inappropriate. It depends on how much money you use."

The people in Fangjiazhuang are short of money, so when they go to the embroidery building, they can only watch the girl listen to a little song and enjoy the joy of her eyes. The little money on her body can't even touch the girl's little hands.

I want to do that kind of unreasonable business with the girl in the embroidery building.

Have to add money.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiaokun slapped Fang Xiaoshan.

"Shut up! The Taoist priest is a man from the side, so why would he go to such an inappropriate place? If you say this again, don't come out with me."

Chen Bafang: “…”

Fang Xiaokun seems to have a deep misunderstanding about himself.

Chen Bafang could only laugh dryly, and it was not easy to reveal his true face.

Late at night, the tourists from Fangjiazhuang were a little hungry.

So he took Chen Bafang to a mutton shop running on the street corner.

The one who runs this mutton shop is an honest man.

Seeing that a guest came to eat meat, he hurried over to greet him.

"Several guests want something to eat?"

Fang Xiaokun pointed to the sheep head hanging on the hook: "Give me a sheep head, a sheep scorpion, two lamb legs, and eat it with hot pot."

As he said that, the man from Fangjiazhuang found a place to sit down, set up a large iron pot, and boiled water.

Chen Bafang sat in front of the big bubbled iron pot, thinking that this was the ancient hot pot.

There is no hot pot base added to the iron pot, and it is made of water.

After boiling, add lamb and rinse it.

There is not much dipping sauce, just eat the original flavor.

"Next time I go back to the real world, I will order a Haidilao takeout to eat."

Thinking of this, the store quickly brought the chopped mutton to the table.

Start to start.

Fang Xiaoshan licked his mouth. After entering the city, they couldn't sell the ginseng on their hands. They didn't have any money on their hands. They ate steamed buns with pickles all day long, and their mouths faded out of their birds.

It’s easy to eat a meal with meat, but you don’t have to make it hard.

Who knows.

The mutton bones floated up in the pot, but the corpse of human flesh floated up.

Fang Xiaoshan was so scared that he threw out all the chopsticks.

What's going on?

Chen Bafang's eyes condensed, and it was another way to create animals.

That ghost is so lingering.

At this time, the sheep head in the iron pot opened her eyes wide open, staring at Chen Bafang with resentful eyes and said, "Taoist, let me give you my life."

Fang Xiaokun realized that the boss of the mutton shop had a problem with the designation.

I pulled out the ox horn knife, but the butcher shop owner could not see it.

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Chen Bafang quickly calmed down. This ghost was just to scare himself.

If it had been strong enough, it would not have used these methods and would have been on the frontlines long ago.

Kick the table over.

The sword light flashed, and the sheep's head rolling in the iron pot was divided into two.

Turns into a wisp of blue smoke and drifts away.

At this moment, a cold and cold aura came.

Not far away, an old man dressed up with green corpse spots floating on his body, with a ferocious face and a strange smile at Chen Bafang.

It was the beastly ghost just now.

He is back and takes revenge.

"Then you are very brave."

Fang Xiaokun took out his hunting bow he carried with him and shot an arrow at the animal demon.

bite!

The arrow from the broken gold-breaking stone directly passed through the body of the animal ghost and nailed to the wall behind.

The animal ghost smiled grimly, without any influence, and pointed at the man in Fangjiazhuang from afar.
To be continued...