Chapter three hundred and fourteen crying poor
Wang Shiyou was stunned for a while, then looked embarrassed. He saw Li Mingshun's scruples and wanted to play a rogue or something, but he didn't expect that this person would leave and had no intention of paying attention to it at all, and he acted very tough.
For a moment, he understood a little, and quickly got up and grabbed Li Mingshun, saying with a hint of pleading and heavy smell.
"There is no need to hide it from you. Today we have an action, so I don't ask you to participate in anything..." After a pause, seeing Li Mingshun turn his head and stare at him, Wang Shiyou sighed and sat directly on his seat, saying in a little sad tone.
"I have no idea about this, and I have to do it..."
As he said that, Wang Shiyou got up again, bent down and bowed respectfully, and asked very heavily, "So, I have to come and ask for trouble, please!"
Listening to the words that seemed to be in charge of the old man, Li Mingshun's face remained unchanged, and he looked thoughtful, and he did not agree immediately, but this time he did not avoid the old man's bow.
All practitioners have ancient heritages. Not only are there some magical practices, magic techniques, but also some rules and etiquettes passed down...
Etiquette cannot be abandoned. Many times, if no one is present, this type of person even uses ancient greetings and speaking methods when meeting.
This is a kind of inheritance. The old man wanted to ask Li Mingshun to do something. Even if he did not agree later, he could not avoid this kind of etiquette now.
"If there is any accident or change this time, we will definitely have an accident in the center. I don't know if we will survive..." Wang Shiyou said with a heavy face, a little sad, as if he was about to part. Li Mingshun gradually calmed down and did not interrupt him, but just listened quietly.
"The Republic of Korea has not had a good foundation in the cultivation world. Although we have been working hard for so many years, the entire country, region, human resources, and resources have not improved much."
"If we two old guys and some people who gathered together today went like this, although there are probably some beginners below who can survive, it is probably difficult to control the situation after the failure..."
"so……"
"Please, when that time comes, please stand up and preside over the overall situation, otherwise the whole of Seoul will fall into..."
"Seoul, what's the Seoul..." Lee Mingsun felt something was wrong the more he heard it. He couldn't help but interrupt him. But when he was halfway through his words, he was stunned for a moment, then pounded the door and asked in shock.
"You won't want to attack everything in the ghost realm at this time!"
After a pause, Li Mingshun was really shocked and couldn't help but swear.
"Axi! Although there was a period of time when the sun was flourishing today, the time was so short that the entire ghost's yin energy was like a solid glacier. How could it be completely melted in a short time..."
"You are totally nonsense, and there is no such time. Are you trying to release all the things in the ghost realm?"
Faced with Li Mingshun's questioning, Wang Shiyou sighed helplessly, then looked bitter, looked up and slapped the table suddenly, and roared loudly, "Do you think we don't know this? Do you think we just want to do it today? Not..."
After pausing, ignoring Li Mingshun's unhappy look, Wang Shiyou sat down softly with a decadent face, muttering to himself with a little unsightly eyes, "It's not because of the support point of the ghost realm that the locust tree spirit disappeared for some reason. I wonder if it has been swallowed by the fox that has left, or has been taken away by someone..."
"The Ghost Realm is about to collapse. If you don't take action, it will be too late!"
"Do you know?"
"The Spirit of the Locust Tree?" Li Mingshun was stunned when he heard this word, and looked at the old man in front of him a little dumbfounded. To be honest, Li Niang seemed to have said that there was a monster, and he had seen a fox like that...
But everything was too fantasy and he never remembered it in his heart.
I didn't expect that such a "biota" would really exist.
"Is there really no other way?" Li Mingshun walked straight to the old man and asked with a frown, "This is really too risky! Even if the magic array you arranged can eliminate all the ghosts inside in a short time, but so much yin energy surges out from inside and spreads around..."
Wang Shiyou's expression remained unchanged. He listened quietly to Li Mingshun's analysis, frowned from time to time, still looking helpless.
"And it happens to be the extreme yin time between heaven and earth. Even if the yin energy is inhaled on the street, it cannot be formed into a climate, but Seoul is not a peaceful place, and no one can guarantee that there will be no one or two resentful souls in some scattered corners..."
"At that time, these things will absorb the rich yin energy, which will be a big trouble for a while!"
"Besides, those yin energy is not ordinary fog. As soon as the sun comes out, the wind blows, and this thing floats in the dark corners, which is always a troublesome!"
"This is better than the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk!" Wang Shiyou looked bitter, and he smiled a little ugly, and said self-deprecatingly.
Li Mingshun was speechless. Indeed, compared to the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, this was already a good ending.
Both of them looked thoughtful and were silent for a moment.
"Can't you push it back for a while? Even in the end of the summer season two days later, it's better than today!" Li Mingshun asked a little unwillingly. He was not worried, even the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking was sure to leave.
But what should some friends, relatives, and ordinary people living in Seoul live? Although it is impossible to guarantee that these people will encounter such a thing, what if?
If you encounter it, it would be fine if you are better, at most you will get sick and get a little mentally frightened. If you are in poor health, or if you encounter something that is resentful...
Being sick, mentally weak, being scared to death... These are all good. One is not good, having a mental breakdown, and dying young...
"We want to..." Wang Shiyou's face was full of bitterness, and his old face seemed to be wrinkling even more violently than before. He sighed and said, "But I can't control it anymore!"
"I will keep paying attention!" After pondering for a while, Li Mingshun nodded, suddenly seemed to remember something, and looked up and asked, "I saw soldiers and police helping, you should have contact with the official!"
Seeing Wang Shiyou nodding in confusion, Li Mingshun's eyes lit up. He kept searching for the old man's confusion, took out a document and pushed it in front of him. He completely ignored the old man's purple-green face and explained to himself, "I am a poor man and don't even have jade to set up a formation on weekdays, so..."
Chapter completed!