Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 351 The Female Ghost Looking for a Husband

"Does that mean it will end in a few years?"

"Yes, at that time, the country will be re-established, and the government will be re-established!"

"It seems that it will be a few years before we can go back!" Mao Xiaofang said in annoyance, touching his forehead.

He also knew that sooner or later there would be a war, and now that the little Japanese was gone, war was inevitable.

Just thinking about the war makes my heart annoyed.

"What our Taoist school pays attention to is going out of the mountains in troubled times and hiding in prosperous times. You can practice in my Taoist academy for a few years before you talk about it!" Zhixing said with a smile.

"Trouble, Fellow Daoist!" Mao Xiaofang said directly without being coquettish.

"It's nothing troublesome, you have to help here!"

"I've made a lot of money for my help. Look at the formations here, fellow Taoist. The outside and inside are different. The difference is one day and one place. It feels like a blessed land!"

He walked around again in the afternoon and was surprised for a while when he found that his spiritual energy was full and his breathing was clear and peaceful.

After observing it, I realized that this effect is only available within the main hall, and after going out a few steps, it was as usual, only then did I realize that the array was deployed.

"That's right, there are several formations around the main hall, including the spirit-gathering formation and the defense formation. They are not activated now, and we should take precautions against typhoons!"

When Mao Xiaofang heard about the spirit-gathering array, he glanced at Zhixing in surprise, and said, "The spirit-gathering array has been recorded to have appeared in ancient times, but it never occurred to fellow Taoists to reappear!"

Zhixing's heart moved after hearing this, ancient times?Could it be that there was a cultivation civilization in ancient times?
"Oh, Taoist Master Mao knows the ancient times?" asked involuntarily.

"I don't know, I remember reading this kind of record when I was practicing before, and I don't know what period it was in ancient times!" Mao Xiaofang also answered directly.

"Then, practice in ancient times was very common!" Zhixing said.

"It should be. It seems that the Zongdi Jinguang you used is also recorded. I don't know how it disappeared for thousands of years. Even our old masters don't have a clue!"

"It's a pity, otherwise there wouldn't be so few monks now, fake Taoist priests are everywhere!"

"Yeah, for a thousand years, there are not even some records left!"

"It seems that our world is not simple!"

Zhixing said with a sigh.

"Or, hey, there are almost no monks now!"

Mao Xiaofang said sympathetically, and then asked: "By the way, there are so many people here, have you taught them how to practice?"

"Yes, the original intention was to turn this island into a holy land for practitioners, but now it seems that they all have their own ideas. Let's talk about it in ten years!" Zhixing nodded and said.

"That's right, now I want to find someone who is dedicated to practicing, how can it be so easy to meet!"

As Mao Xiaofang said, he thought of his two apprentices, he thought Ma Xiaohai would follow him, who knew that there are women, forgetting the master, everyone is the same.

The next day, Zhixing and Mao Xiaofang, who was carrying an umbrella, left the island, chartered a fishing boat and went straight to the sea.

After arriving on Hong Kong Island, Chi Xing took their master and apprentice for half an hour.

As soon as he left the street, the umbrella in Mao Xiaofang's hand suddenly flew forward.

Mao Xiaofang was startled, thought of something, and followed without stopping.

Afan didn't know the situation, so he was startled, "Master...", just about to ask, Mao Xiaofang stretched out his hand and stopped him from speaking.

Zhixing also followed, and after walking a few steps, the umbrella suddenly opened and flew to a long-haired beggar sitting on the ground, and heard the female ghost shout: "National, National, you don't recognize me anymore!"

The beggar's eyes were dull, and he knew at a glance that he had no IQ.

Mao Xiaofang glanced around, saw no one else, and immediately called out: "Alian, recite the Sanqing Mantra!"

"Okay..." The female ghost muttered silently for a while, and the beggar could only laugh when he saw a woman in the umbrella.

"National, you can see me now!"

Seeing that the beggar had no other reaction, he said anxiously: "Master Mao, the citizen is crazy, is there any way to save him!"

"He's not bewitched, his brain was blown up by a bomb, you'd better hurry up and reincarnate!" Mao Xiaofang said.

"No, I feel that he can see me, I want to stay with him, I'd rather stay with him until he dies, and let's go together again!"

"Whatever you want!" Mao Xiaofang said helplessly.

"Thank you!" said the female ghost.

The female ghost suddenly disappeared, and when the umbrella closed, it fell into the hand of the beggar. As soon as the beggar caught it, he seemed to see something he loved, hugged it in his arms, and walked away happily.

Zhixing was also very tangled, but seeing that Guomin's brain had been shaken, it wasn't as simple as the injury, and the Soul Gathering Pill couldn't save him, so he kept silent.

"Master, is that consummation?" Afan asked suddenly.

"That's called infatuation!" Mao Xiaofang said angrily.

"Brain injury, it seems that he won't live for a few years, since he can't be saved, maybe this is fine!" Zhixing walked over and said to Mao Xiaofang.

Although his words were not good, he sincerely wanted to help the female ghost, otherwise he would not have brought an umbrella to Hong Kong.

"I know this, when manpower is exhausted!" Mao Xiaofang said.

"Let's go then. Now that we understand this matter, let's take a walk and see if we can find the Zombie King!"

Mao Xiaofang nodded, finding a needle in a haystack is never so easy, I didn't see anything all day.

After sending them back to the monastery, he went out to look for them again.

Scanned by the divine sense, no one lived in the houses, abandoned houses, etc., but nothing was found. The strange thing is that no ghosts have seen it!
I don't know if it was done by the army, even the ghosts were wiped out.

There were none in the city, so I had to walk to the suburbs on the second night and wanted to walk around the suburbs.

I remember that in the play, the zombie king never left this place.

"What a coincidence? Someone is going to catch ghosts today!" Before he walked half a circle, he saw a crowd of people outside an abandoned house.

The people standing outside must be villagers from the village below.

I just saw a female Taoist priest, dressed in Taoist robes, and accompanied by several beautiful women. What's going on?

"What is it tonight?"

Undoubtedly, that is the liar Zhong Jun. The abandoned house is a military soul, which is the first plot when Mao Xiaofang came to Hong Kong in the play.

Now that the army spirits have come out, Zhong Jun and a few women are still pretending to be on the altar in the hall to catch ghosts.

The villagers watched curiously from outside the gate of the abandoned house.

Even more outrageous are the reporters taking pictures.

This is the resting place of the army soul, Zhixing didn't want to care about it at first, seeing if Mao Xiaofang is not here, will Zhong Jun and the others die?

But seeing the bewildered villagers, they feel that they are innocent, just deceived by scammers.

After thinking about it, Zhixing walked out from the side to the door and said to an old man about 50 years old: "Uncle, it's midnight, go back to sleep!"

"Don't worry, watch Ghostbusters first, it doesn't matter if you go to bed late!" The old man glanced at Zhixing and said.

"People don't commit ghosts, and ghosts don't offend humans. When fake Taoist priests encounter real ghosts, don't you also accompany them to die?" Zhixing looked at the other men and women and said.

"No, I heard that Hao catches ghosts very well!" A woman next to him interrupted.

"You've heard it all, but you haven't seen it with your own eyes. You're making a joke of your own life. Go home and sleep!" Zhixing pushed the old man and said.

(End of this chapter)