Chapter 3 The Beauty Who Comes Out

Looking at the coming of the ghost, Yong Bowen turned over and avoided the attack. He came to the table, pulled out a mahogany sword more than half a foot long from the table, took a sword flower in the air, put a paper rune in his left hand and wiped it on the sword, and shouted urgently: "The magic soldier is as urgent as the law!" The red light flashed on the sword, like a flame passing away, and the cold temperature in the room immediately rose a few points. Yong Bowen immediately raised his sword and cut off the ghost.

The ghost was very clever, as if he knew that the sword could not be hard connected head-on, and suddenly stopped moving forward and turning backward as flexibly as a fly.

Yong Bowen raised his sword and chased after him, and shouted at the same time, "Xiao Yun, look at it!"

Ai Liyun was standing by the window and didn't know what to do. When she heard the instructions, she immediately followed it and held up the gossip mirror to shine the reflected sunlight on the ghost as much as possible.

The ghost was unprepared for a moment. It was swept away by the light of the gossip mirror, and a wisp of blue smoke creaked out of its body. It couldn't help but quack and fluttered its wings to avoid the sun.

Yong Bowen and Ai Liyun have been used to playing and learning since they were young. At this moment, they are also very cooperative to deal with this ghost. They chased and intercepted them with a sword, and gradually forced the ghost into the corner.

But the ghost is also a rare fierce thing. Although it is in a state of embarrassment, it is not afraid. With flexibility and speed, it avoids fatal attacks every time it is not allowed to be released. Although it must be full of scars, there is no worry about life.

"I heard that the gi is connected with the master's heart. Isn't it delaying the time to call for rescuers?" Yong Bowen thought about it like this, and he was a little anxious. He was afraid that something would happen again after a while. He casually pulled off the dirty shirt on his body, saw that the ghost dodge in the direction, and covered it upright.

The ghost was suddenly covered, looking extremely flustered, brainless, and slammed into the wall.

Yong Bowen grabbed the last step, raised his sword and stabbed it. He nailed the ghost firmly to the wall, and the thick green liquid flowed down the wall.

The ghost's body twisted and hissed endlessly. He moved his feet and tore the shirt to pieces.

Yong Bowen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and then took out a paper charm and pressed it between the two tentacles of the ghost, pinched his gossip fingers, and shouted urgently: "Zhu Rongchi is forbidden, do not lock Yancheng, flying fire, big cloth Yangjing, He Rijiao, flying flames in all directions, urgent as the law order!" He puffed up his cheeks and breathed at the ghost.

The flame suddenly emerged from the insertion of the mahogany sword, igniting the paper charm, and then quickly rolled up the whole body as if it had poured gasoline.

"Give it to me!" Yong Bowen looked at Ai Liyun. Ai Liyun was clear and threw the gossip mirror to him. He turned around and pointed the gossip mirror at the burning ghost. The firelight reflected in the mirror and then reflected, forming the Baguatu Town, which keeps jumping with the flame, on the flame.

The ghost struggled and howled in the flame, and gradually disappeared. After a while, the flame gradually extinguished, leaving only a pile of fine ashes on the ground. Although the mahogany sword was inserted in the fire and burned for a long time, it was intact and there was no ignition mark.

Yong Bowen was still worried. He turned around and returned to the table, took out a medicine bottle from the table, poured all the anti-inflammatory drugs inside on the table, and then carefully collected the ashes on the ground into the bottle, then took out a paper symbol and stuffed it in, tightened the bottle cap, put it on the table, and pressed the gossip mirror on the bottle.

After doing this, he was a little relieved. For a moment, he felt weak all over. He held the table and took a breath. He looked around. Fei Mo still fainted in front of the table, and Ai Liyun still stood in front of the window and was as nervous as an enemy. It seemed that he did not see that Yong Bowen had eliminated the ghost.

Yong Bowen walked to Ai Liyun and stroked her vest. He felt her muscles trembling slightly through her clothes, so he patted her and said softly, "Sister Xiaoyun, it's okay."

Ai Liyun was shivered by his slap. She looked up at him, flattened her mouth, and suddenly cried out.

Yong Bowen knew that she was scared, so he quickly hugged her in his arms and said softly, "It's okay. It's okay. Don't be afraid. If you cry again, you will become a flower-faced cat."

Ai Liyun lay in Yong Bowen's arms and cried for a while. Her mood slowly stabilized and stopped her tears. She pushed away Yong Bowen with some embarrassment and peeked at Fei Mo. Seeing that the old man was still dizzy and could not wake up, she was a little relieved. She wiped away the tears on her face and noticed that Yong Bowen was naked and couldn't help frown and said, "You That's the Accord's shirt. Do you know how much it is?"

"Cough, cough, I'm in a hurry for a while!" Yong Bowen coughed a few times, explained, and quickly changed the topic. "Sister Xiaoyun, go and see if Mr. Fei has anything to do. I'll clean up the room."

It was the time when Ai Liyun was in a restless mood. Coupled with the doctor's parents, she immediately nodded and walked to Fei Mo's side. As she checked for him, she asked, "Xiaowen, what was that just now? That's not a ghost!"

"That's a ghost, and some of them are ghosts. To be precise, it should be a bastard freak, not a natural product like a ghost! Have you heard of gi? Ghosts are first practiced by practicing ghosts, then use the method of practicing ghosts to turn ghosts into ghosts, and finally practice them into ghosts. I'm not sure what's going on. This is a very evil thing. The book says that once the ghost is released, it can turn living people into fierce ghosts. However, it is said that the gi and the master are born together. If the gi is transformed by Taoism, the master will also die..."

When Yong Bowen said this, he always felt a little uncomfortable. If the owner of the ghost is not dead, he will definitely seek revenge from his enemy. The person who can practice this kind of evil thing is by no means a good match. In case, the ashes of the ghost must be disposed of as soon as possible to prevent leaving clues to be traced.

Although he thought so, he was afraid that Ai Liyun would be worried and didn't say it. While explaining the ghost problem, he walked over and pushed open the half-open window to release the odor in the house faster. Then he took out tools such as bucket moppings behind the door and began to clean the room. He was busy with his hands, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart. In the ghost movies he had seen before, even if the masters caught ghosts, they never needed to clean up the room after finishing it. They tried their best to finish it, but they had to clean it by themselves. It's really a price drop.

At this moment, Ai Liyun had finished the examination and turned back and said, "He is fine, but he was quite frightened and a little weak. He has been rising recently, and his body is not adjusted..."

Yong Bowen didn't understand this kind of medical thing. He heard it a little big and quickly interrupted her, "It's okay if you can't die, then we don't have to take care of it."

"What's your name!" Although Ai Liyun agreed in her heart, she would not say it shamelessly like this. She glanced at him and turned around and pushed Fei Mo with a massage.

Ai Liyun was old-fashioned. After counting, Fei Mo sighed and calmed down. He opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman in front of her a little confusedly. He asked in a daze, "What's going on?"

"Just now..." Ai Liyun felt that it was not easy to explain, so she looked back at Yong Bowen for help.

Yong Bowen threw down the mop, came to the front half of the two and squatted down. He stared at Fei Mo and asked, "Mr. Fei, did you see anything before you fell into a coma just now?"

Fei Mo frowned and thought back for a moment, and exclaimed, "I saw it. I saw a dark monster rushing at me, bleeding all over, as if it was half rotten."

Yong Bowen nodded and said with a serious face, "Mr. Fei, whether you believe it or not, I want to tell you that it is a breath-absorbing ghost who has been attached to you to absorb your yang qi. Your recent discomfort is caused by this! The reason why you can see the ghost is that after he was forced out by me with Taoism, he automatically condensed from your yang qi. What you see is actually the yang qi you have been sucked away.

"You said I was possessed by a ghost!" Fei Mo looked at the young man in front of him with a stunned face and said in disbelief, "How is this possible?"

"Don't you believe it?" Yong Bowen asked back that this was a normal reaction of modern people. Fei Mo was not surprised when he said so.

"No, no..." Fei Mo seemed to think of something in his heart. He muttered a little carelessly and suddenly asked, "So, how is that ghost now?"

"It's melted!" Yong Bowen spread out his hands and said, "How can such a harmful evil spirit be done without it?"

"You melted it off!" Fei Mo looked a little depressed and looked scared. His mouth opened and closed silently, and he didn't know what he was talking about. After a while, he suddenly struggled to stand up from the ground, looked at the dirt all over his body, and said in a panic, "Thank you two. Thank you for saving my life. I'll go first." After saying that, he hurried out.

Fei Mo's reaction was much greater than Yong Bowen expected. He thought that the old gentleman might not believe it, maybe he would ask him for a solution, and maybe he would be very grateful to him, but he didn't expect that he would run away in such a panic like an escape. Yong Bowen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Then he thought that he hadn't finished his words. He followed him closely and said loudly, "Mr. Fei, listen, I'm sure that the ghost is being used by someone. You must be careful. If there is any difficulty, come back to me!"

Fei Mo didn't even look back. He ignored Yong Bowen's words at all. He just buried his head and ran forward, as if Yong Bowen was a devil who wanted his life. Yong Bowen was a little worried and was about to catch up with him, but he saw that as soon as the door of a room next to him opened, a thin old man in her sixties poked her head out of the room and said to him with a smile, "Young man, this set of scary words of charlatans is outdated. How can people now believe it? I don't need it, old woman, but you young man still use it! No wonder you haven't been able to attract a guest since you've been here for so long. In our industry, we have to learn to keep pace with the times and keep up with the trend of the times!"

Yong Bowen knew this old woman and knew that her surname was Liu. What he did was mainly divination and fortune-telling. It was said that he used to use the Book of Changes to set up gossip. Later, this set was not popular, so it was changed to astrology and Tarot cards. Now he simply started computer fortune-telling, and he also said that it was high-tech prediction of the future cloud. . Now she is mainly visited by some middle school students, who are determined to believe in the imported products such as the astrologistic tarot, and sneer at the Chinese traditions of getting ridic. Therefore, Mrs. Liu can also be regarded as an in-the-body way to educate the younger generation.

Yong Bowen has no good impression on this kind of godmother who cheats children, not to mention that he is a real ghost-catching and eliminating evil spirits. How can it be compared with this kind of liar? He was unhappy to hear it, but he still had to be polite. At present, he reluctantly smiled at Mrs. Liu and turned his head to look again, but Fei Mo was gone.

After thinking about it, he felt a little boring and didn't chase it anymore. He turned back to the room and saw that Ai Liyun was sitting motionless on the chair, staring at the medicine bottle with ghost ashes on the table. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he walked over and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Still scared! The ghost worm has been melted by me. I put away the ashes just to prevent it. The ashes of these worms is usually poisonous and must be properly disposed of.

"It's very dangerous!" Ai Liyun looked back at him. Her tone was faint, and her eyes were a little strange. She saw a jump in his heart and asked carefully, "Sister Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I'm just wondering if you will spend the rest of your life today." Ai Liyun shook her head and looked at the boyfriend who grew up with her. She said with some frustration, "Do you know that if I hadn't shouted that word just now, it's you who have been cleaned up now, not what the hell?"

The situation just now can be described as a short time. Now that Yong Bowen thinks about it, he can't help but feel cold in his back. "I know Sister Xiaoyun is the best for me..."

"Don't say that!" Ai Liyun interrupted him faintly, "I just want to know, if you meet a ghost again in the future, do you still have to fight with your life like today?"

"This is my mission!" Yong Bowen guessed the reason for Ai Liyun's strange attitude. He pressed her shoulders, stared into her eyes, and said word by word, "Since I was born in such a family, since I am the master of this generation, this is my unshirkable responsibility." In fact, this has always been his father's favorite saying. He has almost become the standard answer to similar questions in his mind since he was a child. It's just that when his legs are still a little weak, he repeats it without thinking, and it doesn't mean that he really thinks so. Originally, he planned to add his own sentence "This is what my father and grandfather have been expecting from me all the time" to explain, but his girlfriend did not give him such a chance.

Hearing what he said, Ai Liyun nodded, pushed away his hand on her shoulder, stood up without saying a word, and turned around and walked out of the house.

"Sister Xiaoyun, you..." Yong Bowen had never seen his girlfriend behave like this. He looked at her at a loss and shouted, but didn't know what to say.

Ailiyun stopped, turned her head and said, "I'm fine. I just want to be quiet." After thinking about it, he asked, "Then your job..."

"Find it. I'll go in the afternoon." Yong Bowen immediately said without hesitation, "Since it has been agreed, I will never regret it."

"That's good." Ai Liyun smiled and said, "Well, Shuangta Culture Company wants to recruit art editors. I'll accompany you to have a look in the afternoon. I'll go first."

She took two steps, but stopped again, "Xiaowen, don't let my parents know what happened today, otherwise..."

Yong Bowen understood what she meant and nodded, "I won't let them know."

"Okay, okay." Ellie Yun just left.

Looking at his girlfriend's back leaving, he was stunned for a while. It was not until he could see it at all. Yong Bowen came to his senses, sighed, sat in a chair and said to himself, "It seems that I have to make a choice between my wife and a ghost." He picked up the medicine bottle and played with it in his hand, thinking silently.

He has seen a ghost, and he has not only caught a ghost, but also a rare ghost. What he has learned for more than 20 years has been used a lot today. At the beginning, my grandfather and father's greatest wish was to see a ghost to prove that what they had learned was not useless. At this point, compared with the two people who have been waiting for a lifetime, he can be said to be extremely lucky to see a ghost after only waiting for more than 20 years. He has helped his father's wish come true, so what then? Do you still have to wait as before?

Yong Bowen felt a little confused. Before he met a ghost, he fantasized about all kinds of possibilities, which attracted him the motivation to wait, but now he has seen it, and it is impossible for him to wait for ghosts to appear as before.

People are always like this. They are full of energy before they reach their goals, but once they achieve their original goal, they will lose the direction of their efforts and feel helpless.

His greatest wish has been realized today, so the anxiety and ** in the previous waiting are gone. And more importantly, he has lived under the care of his relatives since he was a child. The biggest danger he encountered was that he climbed a tree and fell off a tooth when he was a child, but he never thought that one day he would fight with his life! In his constant thinking, it should be very easy for the heavenly master to catch ghosts. When the weak thing sees the powerful heavenly master, he should immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, and then automatically and willingly be taken away.

But it turns out that this is just his wishful thinking.

Ghost hunting is obviously a blue-collar worker with high risk and low rate of return! The first time I went to work, I was not only not paid at all, but also almost accompanied my life.

"It's very dangerous..." Yong Bowen unconsciously said the same words as Ai Liyun just now, and felt the worry and fear of his girlfriend just now. To be honest, he recalled the dangerous scene at this time, and his back was still chilly.

The black cat, which had been hiding outside the door for a long time, came back carefully, leaned against its master's leg, gently rubbed its head, and meowed.

Yong Bowen picked up the black cat and asked seriously, "Cotton, what do you think I should do? Otherwise, if you don't catch ghosts in the future, find a serious worker honestly, and then try to make money to marry Sister Xiaoyun home?

The black cat meowed softly, staring at the owner who was a little depressed.

Yong Bowen turned around and said, "No, how can I give up? This is the gifted mission of our Tianshi School, and my grandparents' expectations are all on me.

The black cat shook its head.

Yong Bowen was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "You don't agree? Yes, this job is really too dangerous. Xiaoyun's mood is a little wrong. She must be very scared. I don't want to catch ghosts, and even my wife runs away in the end. By the way, when I listened to my father and grandfather's storytelling, those heavenly masters were all single, and it was very likely that my wife was scared away by ghosts. Although a man doesn't have a wife, and I, a heavenly master, am not afraid of those evil spirits at all, not to mention the risk of this job, the reward is really too low. You see, I didn't receive a penny just now. Xiaoyun is right. I can't live by drinking the northwest wind.

The black cat buried its head with its claws and lay weakly on its owner's lap without making a sound.

Yong Bowen thought left and right, struggled and hesitated in his heart. After thinking for a long time, he finally made up his mind, "Anyway, ghosts are not so easy to meet. As long as I don't take the initiative to find them in the future, according to the previous probability, it should take another 30 years to meet them. Haha, in the past 30 years, I will work at ease, marry a wife and have children, and wait until I meet a ghost in 30 years. According to the old habit of putting aside the problems that can't be solved for the time being, he suddenly felt much more comfortable. Now he no longer thinks about these things, cheers up, and then cleans up the messy room.

When he finished cleaning up the room, it was almost noon. Seeing that it was not early, Yong Bowen thought about going out for lunch, so he changed his clothes, put on the medicine bottle containing ghosts and ashes. He turned around and was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he turned back, put the gossip mirror in his trousers pocket, and then took out the ancient book and a pile of empty yellow charms. According to this book, Xuanke drew more than a dozen charms and put them in his pocket with the ancient books before leaving the room. He wanted to get rid of the ashes of the ghost by the way. As for taking the guy, it was just a precaution. After all, the ghost was said to be extremely evil in the book, and he could not deal with it carelessly.

Yong Bowen brought everything, put the black cat in the house, turned around and went out, then locked the door, and then walked in the direction of the elevator. As soon as he turned the corner, a noise of laughter came into his ears. He looked around and saw six or seven men and seven women coming from the other end of the corridor.

The first man's big belly is full of oily face, and he looks like the butcher's chef's underworld. It is Liu Yi, the first feng shui master in Spring City.

Several women surrounded by Master Liu are all new female disciples of the master this week. They are all sexy with fat buttocks and gorgeous clothes. They are still far away from Yongbo, and the strong fragrance has come to their faces.

Several people don't know what they are talking about. They laugh back and forth, regardless of other people's vision. Those female disciples' pink fists were all pounded on the master, while Master Liu was very elegant. He smiled kindly and raised his hands left and right to block, and the two fat hands always accidentally fell on the disciples' chest and buttocks and other key parts. It's about a reflex action. At this time, the five thick carrot-like fingers always unconsciously close vigorously, making the female disciples scream in a delicate voice. These female disciples respected their masters. Although they were attacked, they did not get angry with the master. Instead, they smiled more charmingly and tried to rub the high hill against the master.

This harmonious teacher-apprentice relationship makes Yong Bowen's eyes hot and envious. I think he has been with Xiaoyun for so many years, but he just hugs and pulls and kisses. It has to be done secretly when no one is around, but he has only been accepted as an apprentice for a few days, but he has been so obedient and obedient. The master is indeed a master, and he is indeed extraordinary.

Yong Bowen stared at him twice. Liu Yi seemed to feel it and looked back at the young man with slanted eyes. His eyes were very bad. Yong Bowen quickly withdrew his eyes, turned around and quickly walked to the elevator.

Both elevators were rising to the top floor. Yong Bowen had to wait patiently, so he listened to the laughter from far away. In a short time, he came behind him. A few words such as "Master is good or bad", "I'll make you feel good tonight" and "I'm so happy to death" came to my ears, and the pure young man's face turned red and heart beat enthusiastically. He was in a panic when he heard the laughter stop, and then he shouted in a broken gong-like voice, "Kid!"

Yong Bowen turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a fat face close at hand, and bursts of rotten stench came out of his big mouth with golden teeth. He was so scared that he quickly took a step back and asked, "What's the matter?"

Master Liu still looked at him with his slanted eyes and said coldly, "Kid, you should know whether it's good or not. How dare you rob business with Liu Yi. I don't think you want to live in this spring city."

Yong Bowen was confused and asked puzzledly, "What kind of business are you robbing? When did I start business with you?

Master Liu snorted and said fiercely, "Kid, do you dare to take over Mr. Fei's business? You don't look at how many pounds you have, and then find out who Mr. Fei is!"

Yong Bowen suddenly realized that it seemed that Liu Yi saw that he was talking to Fei Mo in the corridor and taking the old man back to his room. The master must have thought that he, a young boy, had robbed business with him.

"I didn't..." Yong Bowen wanted to explain, but Liu Yi had interrupted him impatiently. "The troubles are all because of the strong! I'm kind to remind you that if you don't have enough Taoism, don't mind your own business. Be careful not to lose your life!"

"Has Master Liu seen that there was a suction ghost attached to Mr. Fei's body? Then why doesn't he care? There should be another deep meaning. I don't know if there is anything wrong with him. Yong Bowen was uneasy when he heard this and was about to ask the master for advice, but the elevator door opened with a jingle. Master Liu no longer paid attention to him. He put his arms around the shoulders of the two female disciples and entered the elevator first. The other female disciples were not willing to lag behind and followed them in with a smile. The elevator door immediately closed and began to fall slowly.

Yong Bowen was stunned and shook his head with a wry smile. Seeing that another elevator also fell down, he hurried in.

There was no one in the elevator. Yong Bowen casually pressed the button on the first floor. As soon as he went down more than half a floor, the elevator light suddenly flashed a few times, reflecting the narrow space.

"It's not so unlucky to have a breakdown!" As soon as Yong Bowen muttered, he heard a few whispers. The elevator shook slightly and stopped, and it became dark all around him.

"It's really... bad luck!" Yong Bowen is not nervous. I don't know where the broken elevator in this building is produced. The average is always broken two or three times a month. Although the quality is so poor, the stingy property company refuses to replace it. He has only been here for more than a month, but it's not the first time he has met.

"Maybe you should draw an extra charm later." Yong Bowen boredly recalled the charms he had seen in the book related to increasing luck and transshipment, and stretched out his index finger and drew randomly in the air. As soon as I drew twice, my fingers touched something, soft and round, and very elastic. He couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Before he could react, he heard a scream on the opposite side, which turned out to be a woman's voice!

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Hey, it's not right!" Yong Bowen immediately showed the seductive image of the thing he was pressing now in his mind. He instinctively hurriedly withdrew his hand and apologized, but he said a few words before he realized that something was wrong. He was the only one in the elevator. Where did the woman in front come from?

Is it a ghost again?

Yong Bowen was shocked and immediately thought of the ghost that had just been eliminated by him, and he couldn't help but feel cold on his back.

"The owner of the ghost came to seek revenge so soon!" The idea came out naturally. Yong Bowen turned his wrist without thinking, pinched the ghost seal, grabbed the part touched by his fingers fiercely, raised his left hand, and shouted, "Killing!" Raise your hand and pat the place where it should be your head.

Hearing a muffled sound, Yong Bowen patted it, and felt that his hand was soft and hot. It seemed to be a triangle. His hand was patting in the center of the two thick forks. Although he couldn't figure out what part it was, it was definitely not a head!

"What is this? Is it another freak like a ghost? Yong Bowen was confused and puzzled. He only heard the female ghost on the opposite scream again, and then shouted, "The pervert!" The strong wind stood up and went straight to his face.

Yong Bowen hurriedly leaned back, and felt that something rubbed against the tip of his nose with a faint fragrance, and then the sound of breaking through the air on the top of his head. Something hit the top door, and at the same time, the lower abdomen was strong, and it was attacked at the same time.

At this moment, it was dark all over. Yong Bowen was blind and the situation was unknown. He was attacked at the same time, but he did not panic. His right hand just grabbed it and raised his left hand and raised his right leg to hold the enemy's attack.

The strange female ghost couldn't hit it, and then attacked one after another, and the attack was as dense as a storm. Yong Bowen has fixed her position with her right hand. Although he can't see the situation, he can judge the general attack situation by his hearing and barely resist it.

For a moment, there was a rapid crackling sound in the darkness, like a dozen gloved palms clapping hands together, but they could not be counted in a row. In just a few tens of seconds, I don't know how many moves the two sides have made.

At the same time, the strange female ghost kept shouting, "Let go! Dead pervert! Let go of me!" The voice was loud and sharp, which made Yong Bowen's eardrums faintly painful and dizzy. He couldn't help but be shocked. He thought that he had never seen such a powerful ghost attack in the book.

"You can't even repel the evil ghost spell. This is not an ordinary fierce ghost!" Yong Bowen was shocked in his heart. He was afraid that the time would change. He gritted his teeth and shouted anxiously: "The change is soaring, roaring, and you will come as soon as you hear it..."

As soon as he read the five thunder charms, a white light flashed in front of him. The elevator light lit up, and the dark narrow space immediately returned to light. The scene in front of him came into his eyes, and Yong Bowen couldn't help but change his color.