Chapter 155: Spirit Mountain Ghost King
With a pair of dark circles under his eyes, Wu Shilang walked out of the temple with a yawn.

"Morning, Wu Shilang."

Wu Shilang became angry when he saw Li Yun. God knows what he did last night.

Just because Li Yun said that it might not be safe at night, he didn't fall asleep all night.

Just in case, Wu Shilang would check whether the guards were lazy every now and then.

The result became like this, he ran back and forth like this all night, and the sky dawned before he knew it.

"Niubi, you are sincerely entertaining me!"

Li Yun nodded, Wu Shilang was speechless.

"Okay you bastard, me!"

Wu Shilang originally wanted to greet Li Yun's ancestors, but he held back when he thought of Li Yun's position in the young prince's heart.

Li Yun stretched himself, then took the breakfast Dong handed him and ate it.

Breakfast is very simple, a piece of wild vegetable cake with coarse grains.

"Daozhang, it's not good, the little prince is sick!"

Wu Shilang, who had originally left, hurried back with an expression as if the sky had fallen.

"Don't worry, I'll go and have a look!"

When Li Yun came to the temple, the guards and maids around the young prince were in a mess.

Li Yun directly asked everyone in the room to leave first, and then began to help the little prince feel the pulse with his hands.

"Daoist, what's wrong with the little prince?"

"Fever, and one of the three souls was scared away."

"what?"

Wu Shilang froze on the spot, how could this involve three souls?

"Don't worry, just find it now!"

Li Yun is very calm, this kind of thing that three souls are less than one soul often happens.

Most of the lost souls can be found by themselves. If they can't be found, it means that they are trapped in a certain place by something.

"Daozhang, I found something for you!"

Wu Shilang ran in with a big rooster in his hand, and cinnabar and paper money.

Li Yun took these things to the outside of the house, and then threw the paper money in his hand into the sky.

This is called money for the way, that is, let the ghosts around you save face, and don't deliberately block the return of the little prince. This is also called courtesy first and soldiers later.

Generally, after these lonely ghosts collect the money, they will tacitly ignore this kind of thing.

Then Li Yun bled the big rooster, mixed the cinnabar with the chicken blood, and began to draw a talisman.

I saw Li Yun chanting words, and the Taoist talisman in his hand began to burn.

"The soul returns, the soul returns, the soul returns!"

Li Yun yelled three times, but found no response.

"Daozhang, what's the matter?"

Wu Shilang saw that nothing happened around him, and the young prince still closed his eyes tightly and did not wake up.

"wrong!"

Li Yun felt that something was wrong, usually at this time, the little prince should have already woken up.

"Okay, you lonely ghosts took the money and came to stop me. You are really brave."

With Li Yun's scolding, the paper money that had fallen on the ground began to float up without wind.

A black shadow in the shape of a human gradually formed, and Wu Shilang hid behind Li Yun in fright.

"ubknjbvj!"

The human-shaped black shadow started to make a sound, and Wu Shilang was overheard. Is this human?

"Why do you ghosts like to speak ghost language, so you can't speak human language!"

Li Yun took out a talisman from his bosom, and the black shadow took a few steps back in fright, and the figure began to blur, as if it would disappear at any moment.

"Master Daoist, it really has nothing to do with being hungry!"

The figure spoke, but his tone was rather stiff.

"Can talk!"

Wu Shilang really opened his eyes today, he didn't expect that this black shadow could really talk.

"Then why did you take the money and stop it!"

"Daoist, it's not us who stopped it, it was a ghost king in Lingshan who did it, it's really none of our business, we ghosts were miserable enough when we were alive, and there is no posterity to burn money after death.

You also know that if we don’t have money, we can’t even choose to reincarnate, and we are forced to do nothing. "

The black shadow began to pour bitterness on Li Yun, and they were miserable ghosts.

Because they all died in vain, it is impossible to reincarnate directly, so they have to wait until the end of their original lifespan in this world before they can reincarnate.

Of course, if you have money, you can also bribe the ghost messenger to help him join the team.

Not all ghosts are very powerful, except for those who died unjustly, tragically, with a lot of resentment, and some who were particularly powerful during their lifetime, other ghosts can't harm people.

They can't even get close to people, so they can only wait in the endless darkness, waiting for reincarnation.

But fortunately, the ghosts will not care about them, because they are busy catching those with particularly serious grievances.

Usually when a ghost encounters this kind of situation, he will be driven out of his wits, and will not even give him a chance to reincarnate.

"Spirit Mountain Ghost King?"

"Yes, today I heard that the younger sister of the Ghost King of Lingshan is going to get married, and the married partner seems to be a prince, and it should be the one you are looking for."

"Then can you take us in!"

"Brother, where would we lonely ghosts invite us?"

The shadow showed a wry smile, but unfortunately his face was too dark to be seen at all.

"Okay, you can go!"

Hei Yingying fled this place quickly as if he had received the imperial decree, for fear that Li Yun would repent and beat him to death.

Wu Shilang shuddered, he didn't know why, suddenly he felt the wind blowing here, as if many things had escaped from here.

Li Yun watched those lonely souls run away, and didn't bother to care about them.

It looked like this black shadow was pushed out by them to talk to him. If they didn't make an agreement, they would leave if the black shadow was destroyed.

That black figure is very weak at first glance, like those old ghosts, they generally don't speak ghost language, they prefer to speak human language.

The kind of bumper-to-bumper guy who can't even speak human words should be a new ghost who hasn't been dead for a few years.

Ordinary people can actually eat a kind of mud to communicate with ghosts, so that people can understand what ghosts say.But the mud tasted so bad that Li Yun didn't want to eat it.

"Daozhang, do you know where that Lingshan is?"

"In the west, because the poor monk came from the east, he went to the west to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures, Amituofo!"

Wu Shilang's face darkened, this bull-nosed man was still joking here.

"Daoist, stop making trouble, this matter is really important!"

"it is good!"

Li Yun took out the compass, and then put a small paper figure with the little prince's birthday written on it in the middle of the compass.

The little paper figurine began to rotate continuously, turning around, and the arm of the paper figurine pointed to the west.

"Look, it really is to the west!"

Li Yun put away the compass and returned to the temple.

"gone!"

Li Yun gave Dong a loving blow on the head, and then dragged Dong with a reluctant face to leave.

"Taoist Master, what about me!"

Wu Shilang pointed at himself. In fact, he also wanted to go.

"You? Take good care of the little prince!"

"But, Taoist Priest, you only go in two. There may be trouble later. Are you sure you don't want to bring more people?"

"Facing those ghosts, no matter how many people you bring, you are going to die. The two of us, master and apprentice, are enough!"

Dongyi turned pale with fright when he heard that there were many ghosts.

"Master, can I not go?"

"You have an amulet and you're still afraid of something like this, so let's go."

Li Yun left the temple, and there was a loveless Dong beside him.

(End of this chapter)

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