Chapter 8 The deadly problem

I don't know when there was a tall middle-aged man standing behind him, with a suit and leather shoes, a snow-white shirt, a straight tie, neatly combed hair, adressed figure, and a pair of glasses, a standard successful white-collar image. It's just that there is a big transparent hole in his stomach, and the fine flesh and blood are hanging inside and outside. It's really disgusting.

What a bold ghost. When he saw the heavenly master, he didn't escape, but talked to him. It's really the world's wind and the ghost wind is gone.

Yong Bowen was a little shocked and shouted, "How dare you!"

The middle-aged ghost listened to this and was stunned for a moment. He put his hand into the big hole and took it out. He grabbed the courage and put it in front of him. He said stupidly, "My courage is not fat. It's normal. Look." With that, he handed the sweaty courage under the tip of Yong Bowen's nose.

Yong Bowen is a heavenly teacher, but not a doctor. So far, he has only seen two ghosts and his image is clear. One of the dead bodies has been soaked in it. It is not so disgusting. Now a bloody gallbladder is placed in front of him. Although he doesn't smell anything, it is also so disgusting that his stomach rolls around for a while, so that he can't spit it out on the spot. He covered his mouth and suppressed the nausea, shouted angrily, "Looking for death", and took out the paper charm and hit it.

The middle-aged ghost man couldn't dodge. He was cast by the charm and pasted it on his forehead. The spell drawn on the paper charm immediately flashed golden light, turning into tens of thousands of gold wires to wrap the ghost man up and down.

The middle-aged ghost was probably not very smart. At this point, he asked stupidly, "What are you doing?"

"Of course I took you!" Yong Bowen laughed and touched his body, but found that he was in a hurry just now and dropped the ghost container into the bag.

The middle-aged ghost has already reacted and shouted, "Help, help, someone wants to catch me!" As he shouted, he arched on the ground and fled far away like an earthworm.

"Do you still want to run?" Yong Bowen caught up with him and stepped on his back. "Say, who is driving you? How many ghosts are there?"

"Help, help!" The middle-aged ghost pulled his throat and shouted endlessly.

Yong Bowen couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily, "You are dead. There is no life to save. You shouldn't shout like this."

"Ah?" The middle-aged ghost was stunned for a moment and asked, "How should I shout?"

"You should shout to save the ghost." Yong Bowen raised his voice and shouted, "Save the ghost, there is a heavenly master who wants to melt me away!" That's right."

The middle-aged ghost suddenly realized, nodded repeatedly, and then shouted, "Save the ghost, there is a heavenly master who wants to melt me!"

"Yes." Yong Bowen nodded with satisfaction, "I am the contemporary descendant and head of the Tianshibei School, Tianshi Yong..."

"Bad guy!" The immature voice suddenly sounded behind him, and a small figure rushed up, grabbed his neck and shouted, "Let go of the doctor, you bad guy."

The ghost was so powerful that Yong Bowen rolled his eyes and didn't have time to introduce himself. He grabbed the bold little ghost with his backhand, but as soon as he stretched out half of his hand, he was caught by a cold big hand.

"Well, we are all in this situation now. What else are you guys going to do?" The low and angry roar suddenly sounded, accompanied by a huge force on the grasped wrist, and the wrist skeleton sounded, as if it was about to be broken.

Yong Bowen was so painful that he almost shed tears. He reluctantly turned his head and saw a strong man with a height of two meters standing on his side and grasping his wrist tightly.

The man is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He has a big round waist and a small flat head. He wears a small vest, and the exposed muscles are swollen. When he stands there, he is like a hill standing on the spot. It's just that the small half of the strong man's body was as flat as a photo, and his flesh and blood and broken arms hung weakly on his body, dropping scum from time to time.

"Uh, oh, oh..." Yong Bowen was choked by the little girl and couldn't speak. He instinctively waved another free hand to save his neck. But as soon as the hand was raised, it was caught again.

This time, it was an old man in his sixties who grabbed his hand. He was wearing Chinese casual clothes. His appearance was intact, but he was so thin that when Yong Bowen first saw him, he thought he had seen a pair of bones. Because he was too thin, although the place where Yong Bowen was caught by him was clenched, it was as uncomfortable as if he had locked his handcuffs.

"Young man, cough, cough, forgive people, cough, cough, forgive..." The old man acted like a peacemaker, gasped twice and coughed twice, which really made people worry about whether he would cough up his lungs.

"I must not spare him today!" Half of the strong man roared, "It's rare for a man to break in and kill him today, and let those guys know that we are not easy to mess with. There is a saying that people are good at being bullied, and ghosts are good at being caught. I've had enough!"

"Yes, you can't let him go."

"Kill him."

"There is grievance, and there is revenge."

"Break him into ten thousand pieces, and let's try it together!"

The roar suddenly sounded, which shocked Yong Bowen, who had been pinched out a lot of anger. He reluctantly squinted his eyes and looked around. I don't know when a large group of dead ghosts appeared around him. How ugly, how ugly, how strange and how strange it was. If it was a timid person. I'm afraid I'll be scared to death when I see this scene.

The dead ghosts were furious. As they spoke, they squeezed and rushed up to the ground. The ** of a kitchen knife was inserted in his head to grab his legs. The classic female ghost with his head in his hand came up to grab his hair, and another skinny guy with both hands off opened his mouth and bit his ears. It's cooing and chattering, and I don't know how many arms and mouths are scratching and biting. Poor Yong Bowen, as a contemporary heavenly master, was full of ghost-catching spells and ghost-killing charms, but he fell into the hands of a group of ghosts because he lost his first hand for a moment of carelessness. Seeing that his whole body was about to be pulled to pieces.

"Damn, am I dead like this?" Yong Bowen was full of unconvinced and unwillingness, but there was nothing he could do. He thought vaguely, "I heard that the heavenly masters who caught ghosts for all generations finally died in the hands of ghosts. I didn't expect that Yong Bowen would end up in the same way, but it's a pity that I couldn't save Sister Xiaoyun. Well, in this case, maybe we can be the same life if we become ghosts..."

A burst of Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded, followed by the Sanskrit singing of many people in unison. "All sentient beings, such as if they are oviparous, if they are born, if they are wet, if they are incarnated; if they are colored, if they are colorless; if they think, if they don't think, if they don't think, if they don't think, if they don't think, I will die. If there are countless boundless sentient beings, there is really no sentient beings who can be destroyed. Why? Xu Bodhi! If the Bodhisattva has the image of me, the image of man, the image of all sentient beings, and the phase of the longevity, that is, it is not a Bodhisattva..."

With this solemn and solemn Sanskrit singing, a circle of faint golden light emanated from Yong Bowen's waist. The golden light passed, and the dark world immediately lit up.

"The Diamond Sutra!"

"I met the double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism."

"Flash up."

"Grandma, what's going on?"

"Didn't you choke him by the neck? How can you still sing Buddhist scriptures..."

The originally aggressive group of ghosts immediately left Yong Bowen, and the ghost cried and the wolf howled and dispersed.

Yong Bowen fell heavily to the ground, and his buttocks, waist and back were painful. He touched his neck and coughed for a long time before he gasped. Then he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and take a look. Sure enough, he saw his girlfriend's photo flashing on the screen with Sanskrit.

"Xiao Yun's phone number?" Yong Bowen was ecstatic and subconsciously about to answer it, but he was alert. He looked left and right. The ghosts who were scared away by Sanskrit sang did not escape, but hid behind the surrounding buildings and looked around. He thought that he would rush over again and take revenge as soon as the Buddhist scriptures stopped.

However, since Yong Bowen has got out, how can he give these ghosts another chance? He immediately took out a large handful of paper charms with his left hand for backup, connected the phone with his right hand, and couldn't wait to open his mouth and ask, "Hey, Sister Xiaoyun?"

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Yong Bowen?" A heavy man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Uh?" Yong Bowen was stunned, doubtful, and asked coldly, "That's you. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

There was a silence at the other end of the phone.

A broken-footed ghost with a broken left foot rushed up boldly.

Yong Bowen raised his hand to sacrifice a paper charm and fixed the broken-footed ghost on the spot. Because Luo Wanlan said that ghosts have dry heaven and harmony, the paper charms he brought this time are relatively gentle ghosts, but he forgot to bring the utensils to collect ghosts, so now he can only use ghost charms.

"Xiaowen, where are you?" Finally, a voice came from the other end of the phone, but it was Ai Liyun's voice, but her voice was low and soft with a little crying voice, which was not as straightforward as usual.

Yong Bowen was heartbroken when he heard it. The ghost of the exorcist was melted by him, and I don't know how to torture and hurt her this time. As he tossed the rune, he must stop the rushing ghost and asked with concern, "Xiao Yun, are you all right?"

"It's better now. Where are you..." Ai Liyun's tone was particularly weak.

"Don't be afraid, I'll save you. Where are you now?" Yong Bowen was so anxious that he couldn't wait to get straight through the phone.

"Help me?" Ai Liyun on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, "I'm in Mingren Hospital now."

"Mingren Hospital? OK, I know. Wait, I'm going to save you!" Yong Bowen suddenly realized that something was not right when he said, "Uh... Why are you in the hospital? Was it saved by someone? Where's the guy who caught you?"

"What was rescued? What are you talking about?" Ailiyun's side is also obviously confused.

What? The words on both sides can't be connected. What's wrong? Yong Bowen was puzzled, "Xiao Yun, weren't you arrested?"

"How could I be caught?" Ai Liyun's voice seemed to be a little sad, "I just fell and injured, and now I'm in Mingren Hospital."

"Falling?" Yong Bowen was shocked, "How did you fall and get hurt? When we talked on the phone in the morning, you suddenly called and the phone was disconnected. I couldn't get through any more. I ran to your clinic and didn't see you. I only saw that the reception room was in a mess as if I had just had a fight. I thought you were caught by... bad guys.

When talking, the ghosts around him have become more and more determined, blocking all sides tightly, as if they had built a wall with ghosts, but later ghosts kept jumping from the top of the pioneer's head. The paper charms in Yong Bowen's hand keep flying out like snowflakes. It looks like yellow charms flying all over the sky, which is both powerful and pleasing to the eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" Ai Liyun whispered, "The lamp in the reception room was broken. I stepped on the chair to change it, but I fell off and fainted. Fortunately, at that time... a friend happened to come and took me to the hospital. It's all your fault. Call me when I change the light tube to distract me, otherwise I won't fall.

It's like this! It turned out to be just a false alarm. Yong Bowen's heart, which had always been in his throat, finally let go of half of it, "So how are you now? Are you seriously injured? It's not broken."

"It's okay. It's just a slight concussion, with a sprained foot and a file on the wrist. It will take about a month to walk." Ai Liyun said depressedly, "Where are you? Come and stay with me quickly."

"As long as it's okay." Yong Bowen breathed a long breath with relief, "I'm on the outskirts of the city now. You're waiting for me to see you. By the way, what do you want to eat?"

The surrounding ghosts continued to rush in bravely, and the ghost wall was getting higher and higher, and it was crumbling.

Ailiyun thought for a moment and said, "Well, I want to eat grilled chicken wings."

Yong Bowen hesitated and said, "Can you eat something too greasy if you are injured? Besides, you will get fat if you eat chicken wings.

"I don't care. I'm going to eat chicken wings. Hurry up and buy it. I'm so hungry now. I'm waiting for you." Ai Liyun's tone was sweet, and it was rare to act coquettishly to him.

Yong Bowen's heart swung, and his blood was on his brain. He almost didn't spit it out along his nostrils. He immediately said without thinking, "Okay, you wait, I'll buy it now... Ouch." As soon as he said this, the ghost walls on all sides finally collapsed, and the big ghosts and little ghosts smashed down without thinking, pressing his whole body under him, and a tall ghost hill was piled up on the ground in an instant.

"Oh, crush him to death." The other unidentised ghosts shouted and continued to rush up with great interest, piling up the ghost hill higher and higher.

With a flash of lightning and a bang, the whole ghost hill was torn apart, and the crackling electric flowers burst out. The group of ghosts flew all over the sky, and they kept screaming because of the electricity.

There seemed to be a ghost rain in the sky, smashing all the ghosts who wanted to rush up far and near to the ground.

"Damn it, tigers don't show their power. You think I'm a sick cat!" Yong Bowen jumped up from under the group of ghosts, with a strong smell of green smoke on his body. "I wanted to cross you in the spirit of having a good life in heaven. I didn't expect you to know whether it was good or bad. Today, I will remove all of you and let you know what it means that Lord Ma has four eyes!"

A hanging ghost just fell from his side and couldn't help correcting, "It's Prince Ma who has three eyes!"

"Damn it, how about my four eyes? Do you still dare to have myopia? Yong Bowen flew up, and the poor hanging ghost danced out and turned into a meteor in the sky.

"Hey, Xiaowen, how do you swear? What are you doing? Why are you making a mess and running to catch ghosts again? Ellie Yun's voice suddenly increased several times.

Yong Bowen was so scared that he shrank his neck. Then he remembered that the phone was still on. He quickly smiled and said, "No, no, Xiaoyun, there is a friend's crew who is shooting ghost movies. I'm working as a Taoist consultant for them. If you don't believe it, I'll ask him." With that, he stuffed the phone into his pocket, grabbed a water ghost with his left hand, pulled out the mahogany sword at his waist, put it against the water ghost's neck, and whispered, "Help me tell a lie, I won't melt you and help you cross. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will immediately beat you out of your soul and never live.

The water ghost had been listening to the side just now. Seeing that this obviously talented heavenly master had "begged" her and his life was hanging on her hands, he immediately nodded his head like a chicken eating rice, patted his towering chest and promised, "Don't worry, wrap it on me."

Yong Bowen took the phone out of his pocket and handed it to the water ghost.

The water ghost quickly changed his smiling expression, "Hey, it's Sister Xiaoyun, right? I'm his classmate. We need a Taoist consultant to shoot a ghost film here, so we specially found him..."

"Are you classmates? What's your last name? Ai Liyun's voice was suddenly full of suspicion.

"My name is Cao Mingming. He is a college classmate. We have a very good relationship. When we go to school, we are inseparable. We have meals and difficulties. I often hear him mention you..." The water ghost's eloquence is obviously quite good. Although he doesn't even know what the surname of the heavenly master is, he talks about the relationship between the two. Incomparedly intimate.

"You call Xiaowen." Ai Liyun interrupted the water ghost's chatter, and her voice suddenly became extremely calm.

Hearing this, the water ghost felt that he had successfully completed the task and proudly made a triumphant "V" gesture to the heavenly master.

Yong Bowen was very happy and answered the phone, "Sister Xiaoyun, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Hmm..."

The sneer came from the other end of the phone, and Yong Bowen was excited. Suddenly, there was a bad feeling that a storm was coming, but for a moment, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Yong Bowen, hello!" The voice suddenly broke out to the highest intensity, and the mobile phone trembled. "You are really good. For so many years, I didn't know that you had such a good girlfriend in college."

The three words "girlfriend" are gritting their teeth. From this, it can be imagined that the beautiful woman on the other end of the phone must be furious at this moment.

"Ah?" Yong Bowen was stunned and looked at the water ghost. Only then did he find that it was actually a hot beauty. Once again, when she spoke just now, her voice was so sweet that she could get tired of heart disease. This is really an urgent need for medical treatment to find a veterinarian. On the verge of death, he accidentally hugged the King of hell. Now he is dead!

When the water ghost saw that something was wrong, he screamed, "It has nothing to do with me" and immediately slipped away.

"Yong Bowen, you conscienceless guy. I fell and lived in the hospital. You're fine. Run to find your old lover. I can see through you, you are a flowery radish. Go to hell. I won't see you again." Ellie cried out of anger and shouted twitching.

Yong Bowen was sweating profusely and quickly explained softly, "Xiao Yun, listen to me."

"Don't listen, don't listen, go to hell. I won't listen to you anymore." Despite this, she didn't turn off her mobile phone.

However, Yong Bowen didn't notice this. He just lamented in his heart that it was unreasonable for women to be jealous. On the other hand, he told a lie, "Well, you don't know that guy was originally a man when he was in college, and it was not long after he had sex reassignment surgery..."

This super bad and retarded excuse is really too bad for him to come up with. But when she heard his explanation, Ai Liyun's voice obviously softened, "Really..."

"Of course it's true. You don't know that this boy was obviously a little sissy when he was in school. As soon as he graduated, he couldn't wait to wave his knife from the palace. The more Yong Bowen edited, the more ridiculous it became. He opened his mouth and almost pulled out the Oriental Invincible Sunflower Treasure Book to squate his girlfriend.

"Who knows what you said is true or false?" Ai Liyun snorted coldly, "Unless you come here now."

"Now? But I was in the suburbs, and it took me several hours to come by car. Yong Bowen was sweating profusely, and he didn't feel so hard to deal with these ghosts in front of him.

Ailiyun didn't listen to him at all. "I don't care. Anyway, you have to come here immediately. Don't you claim to have learned a lot of Taoism? Then there should be spells such as shrinking the ground into an inch of flying and going to the ground..."

Yong Bowen was about to faint, so he had to plead bitterly, "I'm not a fairy or a demon of the Maoshan School. How can I understand this, sister, please forgive me!"

"Well... I'll give you four hours, if it's less than four hours..." Ai Liyun suddenly lowered her voice and said viciously, "Think about what will happen to you."

"Ah? Four hours is not enough, you have more time to relax..." Before Yong Bowen finished bargaining, he suddenly felt that the gloomy wind rushed in front of him. In the busy schedule, he quickly flashed back and did not dodge. He was thrown straight by the oncoming starving ghost, fell to the ground on his back, and his mobile phone flew out of his hand.

The starving ghost pressed Yong Bowen on his body and couldn't help laughing proudly. The sticky saliva flowed down his chin to Yong Bowen all over his body.

"Get out!" Yong Bowen roared, pinched the ghost mark and hit it, hit the hungry ghost like a kite, and then struggled to run to pick up the mobile phone, only to find that the mobile phone had just fallen on a stone and turned into a part.

It's over, the hope of bargaining has disappeared, and there is another charge of daring to turn off the phone at will without saying a word!

Yong Bowen stayed on the spot with his mobile phone.

All the ghosts around him fell down at this moment. Seeing this scene, a bold ghost shouted happily, "His mobile phone is broken and he can't put the Buddhist scriptures anymore. Brothers, go together and destroy him!" It is estimated that this person was also a gangster before his death, and there was also the smell and posture of underworld fighting.

The group of ghosts really responded bravely and rushed up again.

Yong Bowen had to throw the broken mobile phone to the ground and roared at the sky, "You bastards, I'll fight with you. I have to melt you all today!" After roaring, he pinched the formula with his right hand, took out the charm with his left hand, and shouted quickly, "Du Lama brake!" Although he did not bring the corresponding charm, it did not mean that he could not draw it on the spot. This spell was drunk, and he was full of energy, the wind roared, and the fingertips of the golden light were released.