It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

Thunder split jujube wood is most suitable for making Liujia seal.If you come late, you will have to ask other celestial masters in the ghost market to buy it.

"How did you sell it?" He looked up and asked the seller.

But the seller didn't seem to hear him. It sat on the tree trunk as a black ghost, holding a small mirror in its hand and looking at itself, as if very sad.

Feng Quan's voice was slightly louder, and he said it again.

Ghost Ying heard it this time, and pulled his ears: "Oh? Oh! Are you talking? My ears are a little hard to use, and they are a little broken."

Feng Quan asked him: "Why were you also struck by lightning?"

"Yes!" He seemed aggrieved. "This tree grew on my grave. After a dark and rainy night, I became like this."

Feng Quan: "Is it so careless to plant peach trees on the grave?"

"That's not it!" He slapped his thigh, "When the juniors worshiped, a little guy threw a date stone on my head, and then a date tree grew out. But no one came to see me after that, nor did I When I had a chance, I asked someone to pull out the sapling, and it grew to such a large size."

Feng Quan understands, no wonder this ghost is not afraid of the yang's lightning to strike Zaomu.

Feng Quan asked again: "How did you sell it? That..." He felt something bad in his pocket. He hadn't been to the ghost market for a long time, and he didn't bring any paper money.

"...can wechat payment?"

The black ghost asked: "What is WeChat? It's the first time I come out, so I don't quite understand."

After speaking, he continued to hold up the small mirror to look at his scorched face.Feng Quan had an idea and said:

"Well, let me tell you about a hospital where the doctor will give you free plastic surgery and sell me a piece of wood."

As expected, the nigga's eyes lit up: "Plastic surgery? Can you give me a facelift?"

"Yes, it is well preserved and restored."

"Then I think it looks better than before."

"Okay. You can also cut your double eyelids and enlarge your breasts."

"I used to have double eyelids."

"It's okay to cut off the three eyelids."

Nigger: "Okay, I've given you all the wood in my house, and I'm going to the hospital."

Feng Quan just took a piece of root from the jujube tree, and said: "This is enough. After going out, take the bus in the early morning, at..." He paused, "Get off at the 'Fengquan Plastic Surgery Hospital'."

The nigger said: "Okay. Thank you, you are such a good person."

Feng Quan smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Even in the ghost city, the active conversation between the living people and the ghosts quickly attracted the attention of others.Then the one who got attention was Lei Pi Zaomu sitting under the nigger's ass.

A pleasantly surprised female voice said: "Thunder strikes Zaomu! Let me confirm if this is Zaomu?"

A tangy smell of perfume spread from far to near, and the visitor stretched out his hand to push away Feng Quan who had no spiritual power and looked like an ordinary person.Feng Quan frowned slightly, and turned his body to avoid it.

The person who came was a girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing family-style clothes, and according to the style, Feng Quan judged that it was the Fu family.

A family comparable in complexity to the Feng family.

It is also a Xuanmen family with great ambitions, which makes Fengquan's senses not very good.

The girl confirmed that it was Zaomu, and was immediately pleasantly surprised, took out some Ming coins and threw them to the black ghost, "I want them all."

The black ghost looked at her, then at Feng Quan, and said slowly, "No, I've already sold it to him."

"What?" The girl frowned and looked at Feng Quan with a bad expression.

Feng Quan nodded lightly.

This is a young, but domineering girl.Although she has a gorgeous face, which seems to be able to arouse men's appreciation and desire for protection, but it's a pity that all living beings here in Fengquan are just appearances, and there is no difference between men and women.

"Transfer it to me, how much is it, just open your mouth."

With a gentle face, Feng Quan said modestly:

"I'm not short of money, I just want this wood."

The girl frowned, with disdain in her eyes, "Just you? You ruined a good thing. Since you don't want money, I'll take the wood."

After finishing speaking, Feng Quan didn't care who came first, and directly pasted a light-weight talisman on the jujube wood. The talisman paper was attached to the wood, and a clue was drawn from it to be pulled by the girl.

Seeing the jujube tree floating up, the black ghost couldn't help becoming anxious. He threw himself forward and lay down on the jujube tree, kicking his legs and yelling:

"No! I didn't sell it to you, and I don't want your money! The thing belongs to a handsome guy, so how dare you snatch it!"

The girl looked at the nigger angrily.

The nigger just lived a little longer, and he didn't have much cultivation to get close to him, and the most feared thing for Yin Ling was the celestial master with spiritual power.Seeing the girl looking over, the nigger shrank his head in fear and said angrily:

"shrew."

The girl said angrily: "A mere ghost, dare to talk to the celestial master like that?!" She waved a spell and threw it, and a whip-like magic weapon was swept towards the black ghost.

The nigger was lying on the log, holding his head in his hands and "beeping" in fear.

However, the whip failed to fall on Yin Ling and shatter its soul body, but was grabbed by the "ordinary man" next to him who could still see but couldn't see any spiritual power on his body.

"This is too much." Feng Quan sighed softly.

The girl tugged on the magic weapon, but it didn't move at all.

"Let go!" The girl's eyes flashed cruelty.

Feng Quan's fingers made a tactic, and the lightning flashed, and it passed the whip directly to the girl along the whip he was grasping.The other party let go of the whip with a scream, and his palm was scorched black by the lightning.

Feng Quan frowned and turned to chat with the black ghost: "Look, her hand was also chopped off."

The nigger marveled and clapped furiously.

The girl clutched her hands and wrists in embarrassment, "You are also a celestial master!"

"I never said no." Feng Quan shrugged.

The girl said: "Since you are a celestial master, have you heard of the name of the Fu family? ——Starting today, I will make it difficult for you to move even a single step in the world of celestial masters!"

Feng Quan said indifferently: "Then I'm really scared. Little black brother——" He took the whip that belonged to the girl, clasped his palms together, and metal debris leaked out from between his fingers. A subtle aura within.

"This is the fee, what shape do you like?"

"Little rabbit."

Feng Quan squeezed the aura into the shape of a rabbit, "Take a small bite every day. I put a concealment talisman outside, and no one else can detect the aura."

"Yeah." The black ghost nodded, and hugged the translucent little rabbit into his arms.

The girl over there watched Feng Quan handle her magic weapon, her pupils narrowed slightly, and fear flashed in her eyes.She knew she couldn't handle it alone, so she gave Feng Quan a resentful look, turned and left.

The nigger made faces behind her and taunted her:

"Haha, get over it! Shrew, if you don't even speak nicely to handsome guys, you won't be able to get married in the future!"

Feng Quan couldn't help laughing, and when the black ghost finished speaking, he said:

"In this case, I will take all the wood. I want some, and I will sell the rest for you; if you need anything, I will exchange it for you."

The nigger shook his head, "Take it all, you tell me how to get plastic surgery, and you gave me delicious food, that's enough. Hmph, the celestial masters who come here look down on ghosts—except you, the handsome guy—they I come to buy things because the seller is a ghost, and they bully ghosts with spells and rob them!"

Feng Quan frowned when he heard the words, "Is that so, no wonder I didn't see the seller as a ghost when I came in this time."

The black ghost nodded vigorously, "It's really too arrogant! If my jujube tree was not struck by lightning, I was worried that those robbers and heavenly masters would come to my house and pull up the tree; and I wanted to entrust the jujube tree to a good family, I would not come here .”

Feng Quan instructed: "In this case, be careful when you go out. If you see the girl just now, remember to stay away."

The nigger nodded repeatedly.Feng Quan saw that many people around him were already paying attention to himself and the nigger, so he walked with the nigger to the locust tree at the entrance, and left under the eyes of others who were either surprised or contemptuous.

Feng Quan knew what they were thinking.

Most of the people who come here are Taoist celestial masters, and the situation where the spirits communicate with each other in the past is no longer here.Relying on their own strength, the celestial masters only regard Yin Ling as a tool to increase their qualifications, increase their merit and strength after they are captured, so they never want to communicate with Yin Ling, and they will not treat Yin Ling as an equal.

But maybe they never thought about it, wouldn't everyone have such an experience after death?

There is spiritual power in the air, and sooner or later it will return to the loess, and it looks down on anyone.

In the end, it has evolved to the present, people's hearts are impetuous, and even the celestial masters who use the power of heaven and earth cannot truly "psychic", and they can't even understand ghost language-the root cause is that they do not regard "spirit" as a ghost. "spirit" to look at.

But so what.

Feng Quan watched the scene change in front of him.

He is no longer a member of the Feng family, and he is unable to lead the Xuanmen to change.He is just an ordinary little Taoist priest now.

The black ghost was sent by Feng Quan to wait for the bus. Feng Quan returned to the community under the gaze of the entire bus crew, carrying a half-meter-tall tree bump that was as thick as an adult's thigh.

Opening his eyes the next morning, Feng Quan planned in his mind that he must take Yin Cong out to buy some normal clothes today, and the class group he just joined vibrated.

[@All members, come to school for evening self-study before [-] pm today, and classes will start tomorrow. ]

Feng Quan: ...

He looked at the date, it wasn't even August yet.Can't help but feel a little puzzled.Middle school students start school... so early?

Before he had time to confirm with the squad leader, Er Fatty called.

"Wuuuuuu...Bao Jian, our holiday life is about to end like this. I haven't been able to get rid of the ghost of school, and the travel plan with my friends is about to die..."

Feng Quan sensed the problem in the other party's words, "You?"

"Yeah." Er Fat sniffed, "There are also the third, fourth, and fifth. My mother-in-law persuaded the aunts one by one, and now they all have to go back to repeat their studies. Well, I feel ashamed to see them, what should I do? "

Feng Quan sighed, "It doesn't matter, I'm still here."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Feng Quan said expressionlessly: "That means, I'm going to repeat the exam."

So this day's plan changed from buying things for Yin Cong to Feng Quan packing things himself.No matter whether it is day study or accommodation, the third year of high school required all to study by themselves in the evening; the class monitor named Tan Jie told him the location of the dormitory, Feng Quan planned to take a look with his luggage first, if it was not convenient, he had to go back and forth after the evening self-study.