Comprehension era

Dong Canghai was taken away by the police for investigation after his grandma was buried. He was called to the police station for questioning. The reason for the questioning was simple: Mo Zhihuan died.

Dong Canghai was also very surprised. He only found out from the police that Mo Zhihuan actually existed in a lost soul state for two days after his real body died, and only left his body at night.

The police who found Mo Zhihuan's body immediately cordoned off the scene. Because the cause of death could not be found out temporarily, they found a well-known forensic doctor.But on the way to the forensic doctor, the body that was guarded by the police disappeared without a trace.

Dong Canghai returned to the police's questioning very cautiously, and left his fingerprints on the transcript.

From the police's point of view, Dong Canghai obviously had little to do with Mo Zhihuan's death.

Because in the past few days, the hospital, the community, and relatives can all prove that Dong Canghai is handling the funeral, and the reason why he was called to investigate is purely a routine matter.

After being questioned, Dong Canghai left the police station. On the way, he received a call.

It was Fatty Wang, the former workshop director and current factory director of that small factory. Although he yelled affectionately and respectfully to Brother Dong, the core idea of ​​the whole call was not polite: Mr. Dong, should you think about it? We owe a lot of business, and this month's book loss, especially the materials you bought is a big expense.No matter what, at least this money must be made up, otherwise the salary will not be paid!

Before Mo Zhihuan's death, Fatty Wang certainly wouldn't be in such a hurry to ask Dong Canghai for money, because anyway, this is his boss, and with President Mo behind him, he can't make mistakes when he sets up the tent at the end of the month.

But now that President Mo was dead, Fatty Wang, who was the manager of the factory, became anxious and decided to ask the owner for money for salary first.

Dong Canghai could only appease Fatty Wang, saying that he would try his best to find a way, and after two days of busy work, he would go to him to solve the problem of operating losses.

Hanging up the phone, Dong Canghai wasn't too worried about the factory. He was thinking about another thing - he had just left his fingerprints at the police station. I'm afraid the matter of Mo Zhihuan is not so easy to end of.

Dong Canghai has not yet decided whether to find a way to steal that transcript.

The case has not been closed yet, let’s not talk about the difficulty of stealing from the police station, just say that if you can successfully steal it, it is tantamount to telling the police that there is no silver 300 taels here.

But if you don't steal it, the fingerprints you left in Mo Zhihuan's office that night will be discovered as long as someone pays a little attention.

By the time Dong Canghai returned home, he hadn't figured out how to do this matter.

If he couldn't think of it, he didn't think about it for the time being, he sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to temper his body's true energy according to the method mentioned in the "Tao Jing".

Grandma's death and those words before her death shocked Dong Canghai a lot.

He began to desire to cultivate and enter Taoism. He thought: Although spiritual energy is scarce on the earth, it may not be impossible to make progress one day if it accumulates.

However, in fact, there is no aura around him. All he can do now is to continuously guide and temper the zhenqi in his body to increase his proficiency in the use of zhenqi.

After tempering his true energy, Dong Canghai began to practice the only small spell he knew.

In the beginning, he had to meditate and concentrate to be able to use the Celestial Eye technique.

But diligence can make up for it. He has been practicing anytime and anywhere these days, and his proficiency has continued to increase. Now he can use it anytime and anywhere, but because the mana is too little, the Celestial Eye can't last long.

He has been very busy these days, and he rarely has time to stay at home. This night is his first night at home after his grandma died.

He used the Celestial Eye Technique to look around, and soon discovered the abnormality.

Dong Canghai got off the bed, and slowly walked towards the faint translucent thing in the corner.

"This is..." Dong Canghai could vaguely recognize that the thing seemed to be in human form, with a familiar face.

"Dad?" Dong Canghai called hesitantly, but the thing didn't respond at all.

Dong Canghai was sure that the long face was exactly the same as his father's face in his memory, he yelled twice, and even reached out to touch it, but it was just an invisible mass of shadows.

Dong Canghai walked around his home, and he was almost exhausted from using the Sky Eye technique.

At home, he saw not only his father, but also his mother, and... his grandma who just died.

They all stayed in a corner, without much consciousness, motionless, as if they were bound by something.

"I'm so tired...don't worry, let's go to sleep first!" Dong Canghai couldn't bear it any longer. After using the Celestial Eye for so long, he just wanted to sleep, and he didn't want to care whether those shadows were ghosts or not.

On the second day, he couldn't help but use the Celestial Eye Technique to read it again.

I found that those shadows were still in place, not only that, there were a few more similar shadows in the house.

Dong Canghai couldn't take it anymore, so he lay down to rest.In the middle of the night, he recovered, so he poured all his true energy into his eyes, opened the doors and windows, and observed a longer range than ever before.

He watched as the translucent white shadow floated into his home, and at first it was able to float back and forth, but when it reached the corner, it seemed to be stuck by something, and after a few struggles, it remained motionless.

There are more and more shadows like this, and they all hang on.Dong Canghai looked at these suspected ghosts around him and felt panicked.

He decided to put aside the debts of the factory, the fingerprints of the police station and other issues, and first solve the problem of ghosting at home.

Otherwise, it will make people unable to live!

Dabei Temple is located in the bustling city center of Jincheng City, and Master Hongdao in the temple is quite famous throughout Jincheng City.

At this moment, Master Hongdao looked at the young man sitting in front of him, a little surprised.

He was very impressed with this young man, that is, three months ago, this young man had come to ask him for help, talking about catching monsters.

At that time, this young man seemed to be just an ordinary person with relatively good health, but now, there is even a trace of aura fluctuations in this person. It seems that these days, there is an adventure.

"Master, I remember you said last time that you can catch ghosts?" Dong Canghai put his palms together and asked Hongdao after saluting.

Hongdao shook his head: "No, it's saving the souls of the dead. Does the benefactor need it?" He said while quietly giving up the price list behind his back.

"There's something in my house, and I don't know what it is... It's translucent, and it doesn't move in the corner." Dong Canghai described the vision at home.

After Hongdao listened carefully to Dong Canghai's description, he said sincerely: "So you still have a lot of ghosts in your family, um... maybe it would be better to build a water and land dojo."

Dong Canghai glanced at the price of the Water and Land Dojo, it was not something he could afford.

"I don't have much money, so I want to ask if it is really possible to save the souls of the dead?" Dong Canghai said.

"Of course!" Hongdao smiled, turned around and went to the safe in the meditation room. After entering the password, he took out a gold brocade box from the safe.

He brought the box to Dong Canghai and opened it with a snap.

Dong Canghai immediately felt the difference in the box, he used his Celestial Eye to look into the box, and there was a small black dead wood inside.A faint golden light emitted from the dead wood.

Dong Canghai took another look at Hongdao by the way, and he was surprised to find that Hongdao's spiritual power was stronger than his own.

But it's just stronger.

"Master, you..." Dong Canghai was a little dazed, he just came here with the mentality of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that this monk had a certain level of cultivation.Since this is the case, why did he ask himself to see a psychiatrist last time? !

"It's okay to save the dead, of course, that's what my piece of soul-suppressing wood is for." Hongdao put the box away, "If you don't have money, you can exchange it for other things. If the price is right, I'll consider taking a trip. "

Dong Canghai was stunned for a moment: "But last time, when I said I wanted to catch demons, you actually asked the police to accuse me of harassing the religious order..."

"Isn't that nonsense?!" Hongdao rolled his eyes at Dong Canghai, "A monster that can cultivate human form is certainly not something that a frail monk like me, who has never fought with anyone, can resist. I want to live for two more years. Besides... … Catching demons and exorcising ghosts is the work of Taoist priests, and I only care about saving the souls of the dead."

After finishing speaking, Hongdao looked at Dong Canghai warily again: "Don't try to trick me! I have devoted myself to practicing Buddhism for 60 years, and only then have I achieved such a level of cultivation. It is useless to you at all!"

Dong Canghai didn't quite understand the meaning of Hongdao's words, how could he have any idea about this monk?

But he didn't pay attention to this sentence carefully, but thought about what he could exchange for this monk.

"I have Celestial Eye, I can see ghosts, and I can serve you for a year, Master."

Hongdao frowned, dissatisfied: "I can see ghosts, and I don't have to follow you when I'm working."

After Dong Canghai said a few more things, Hongdao was still not satisfied.

Dong Canghai searched his stomach and remembered the book at home.

"I have a "Tao Law" book, which contains some small spells and ways of cultivating Taoism. I can lend you a copy."

Hongdao curled his lips: "I am a monk, what do I need a book of Taoism? No, wait, you said there are a few more small spells behind?"

That night, after Hongdao finished copying the last spell in the book "Tao Fa" at Dong Canghai's home, he began to prepare to save those ghosts.

Dong Canghai didn't understand, judging by Hongdao's appearance, his mana was only slightly higher than his own.He is a man of Buddha, he has no combat experience, and he does not fight with others.Many of the spells in the "Tao Fa" require a fifth or even seventh level to be used, and most of them are combat skills. I don't know what this monk copied these things for.

Master Hongdao is not only copying, but also seems to have gotten a big deal, copying with a smile on his face, ecstasy to the extreme.