I swept the giants by fortune-telling

Before Shao Yan could react, he stumbled and was about to fall with an oops. Shang Qing supported him, then bent down and patted the ground, the spiritual energy dispersed, and a ghost appeared.

It was a hanged ghost, squatting at Shao Yan's feet, smiling strangely with his face up, dragging his long tongue to the ground, and holding his own hanging rope in his hand.It was this guy who caused Shao Yan to stumble just now.

Shao Yan frowned, "Chongya Mountain? It is said that people from this school have inherited Maoshan's ghost art and are good at raising ghosts."

A voice that couldn't be said to be pleasant or unpleasant, but with a particularly flat tone, "I've heard that Taoist Master Yunxu has accepted a new useless closed-door disciple, is it you? Just a hanging rope can trip you up." , Cut! Sure enough, it's not ordinary incompetence."

Shang Qing and Shao Yan turned their heads at the same time, and behind them stood a man in a gray Taoist robe, with slanted eyes, very light eyebrows, and a very haughty expression, which made him look even more mean.

Shao Yan didn't look angry, and explained to Shang Qing: "His name is Cao Muxing, and he is the most powerful one in Chongyashan's generation. He is the favorite to win this competition."

The corners of Cao Muxing's mouth curled up, and his chin slightly raised. He had already figured out how to accept the admiring gazes of the two people opposite him... Then Shang Qing tilted his head and pondered for a moment, and asked, "Speaking of which, what is this competition about?"

Shao Yan was surprised, "You still don't know what to compare?"

Shang Qing: "It's not alchemy, is it?"

Shao Yan: "Of course not..."

Shang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Shao Yan was speechless. Judging by his meaning, as long as feelings are not compared to alchemy, they are not afraid of anything else...

Cao Juxing on the other side was about to explode, he just felt that these two people ignored him on purpose, he was also spoiled, if others didn't praise him, it was tantamount to looking down on him, and being ignored was tantamount to being humiliated.

So, he seriously hated these two people, moved his fingers, and said a few formulas silently at the same time, the hanged ghost who was squatting on the ground immediately stood up, laughed strangely, and wanted to strangle Shao Yan's neck with the hanging rope !

Shao Yan shivered in fright, bent down subconsciously, and hid from the side of the hanged ghost.Without him standing in front of him, the hanged ghost rushed straight at Shang Qing.

Cao Muxing was happy now, "This is a hanged ghost that has been around for more than 200 years. It took me a long time to subdue it. If you don't want to die under the hanging rope, just beg for mercy and withdraw from the competition..."

If only he could have watched it for a while longer, he wouldn't have said that——

I saw that Shang Qing saw the hanged ghost rushing towards him, but he wasn't surprised, and didn't even move much. He just raised his hand, and hit the hanged ghost's forehead with a finger, and the hanged ghost froze all of a sudden.

Only then did Shang Qing take out his other hand from his pocket, and then pasted the talisman paper in his hand on the forehead of the hanged ghost, and the ghost was put into the talisman paper.He folded the talisman paper into a triangle in twos and then put it back in his pocket.

The whole process was smooth and flowing, and the other contestants who had been paying attention here didn't realize it. How could this guy catch a 200-year-old hanged ghost, which is easier than catching an ant?What is it all about?

It took a long time for Cao Muxing to come back to his senses, only to feel his head buzzing, "You, you...I...that's my hanged ghost!"

Shang Qing patted his pocket, "Now he is my hanged ghost."

Cao Muxing was dizzy with anger, and at the same time, he still regretted a little bit. If he had known earlier, he would not have come to make trouble. Now that he has lost his own ghost, how should he explain to his master when he goes back!This hanged ghost was specially subdued by Master for this competition!

Shao Yan's eyes sparkled, and he said to Shang Qing, "You are amazing! This competition is just about catching ghosts. I think you might really win the first place!"

Shang Qing raised his eyebrows and said silently: Who else can I have?

The other participating mystics had different ideas.Chongya Mountain is only good at raising ghosts, and without the hanged ghost Cao Juxing, they are not worried, but this Shang Qing who appeared out of nowhere made them a little worried.

Shang Qing didn't know that the yin and yang chart that he had taken a fancy to at a glance was the treasure in the hearts of many mystics, and at least half of the people present were bound to win that chart.

The world of mystical arts is nothing more than a small society, and the people here are just more capable than ordinary people.

At this moment, a bus came outside to take all the mystics to the competition venue.

Cao Muxing gave Shang Qing a hard look, and walked away aggressively, with the meaning that he would not let it go written all over his back.

Shang Qing and Shao Yan got into the car, found a double seat and sat down.

Shao Yan unloaded the big hiking bag on his back, put it down, and heard a thud, and fell dead.

Shang Qing looked curiously, "What are you carrying here, a tool for catching ghosts?" He himself only brought a small white cloth bag, which contained talisman paper, jade pen and the hexagram on which Ultraman was pasted. Pan, I don't really understand which sect needs to bring a half-person-high mountaineering bag to catch ghosts.

"Huh?" Shao Yan didn't hear clearly, he opened the backpack and took out two bottles of vegetable juice, "Come on, are you thirsty? I squeezed this myself, it's delicious, you can try it!"

Then he took out a box of homemade snacks, "This is also made by myself. The raw materials are yam and taro. It is delicious and nourishes the stomach!"

Then I took out a bag of nuts, a bottle of milk, a pack of tissues, an umbrella... Even scissors and a lighter were prepared!

It is no exaggeration to say that this bag of things is enough for him to spend three days and three nights on a desert island!

Shang Qing expressed admiration, unscrewed the vegetable juice and took a sip, nodded, it tastes good!

Seeing that he liked it, Shao Yan immediately laughed, his whole body exuded the same radiance as his mother.

A voice in the back seat said unkindly: "This is to catch ghosts, not a field trip for elementary school students. Are you bringing so many things because you are afraid that ghosts will run too slowly?"

When the two turned their heads, it was Cao Muxing. He saw that the two were not at odds at the moment, and wanted to find something to do if they had nothing to do.

Shang Qing didn't bother to say anything, he just patted his pocket.

Cao Juxing: "..."

Misty Grass is so angry!

Looking back, Shang Qing continued to ask Shao Yan, "Where is the competition venue and what are the specific rules?"

Shao Yan: "The competition is held in Wuwang Mountain, which is more than two hours' drive from Yunhuaguan! It basically belongs to the deep mountains and old forests, which is also to prevent ordinary people from entering by mistake."

"This competition is about catching ghosts. Every Taoist temple and Buddhist temple has some ghosts practicing here. These ghosts are generally obsessed, but they haven't committed any serious mistakes, so they practice in front of the statues of gods and Buddhas. What are you waiting for?" When the obsession dissipates, send it to reincarnation."

"Master and several Gothes just found these ghosts to help this time, and put them all into Wuwang Mountain. When we saw who caught the most ghosts. They have already set up magic circles around Wuwang Mountain. After we go in , will not open until the end of the game.”

Shang Qing nodded, and asked again: "Do you know how many ghosts there are?"

Shao Yan: "Master said there are more than 200!"

Shang Qing had counted in the small wooden building before, and there were about 50 people who came to participate in the competition. In theory, one person can catch four ghosts on average.

The competition is still very fierce, and it is very likely that some people will not be able to catch one.

The bus stopped at the outskirts of a forest, and the old trees that had lost all their leaves showed signs of sprouting, and they still looked a little depressed.

The mystics got out of the car and found that it was already dusk.

In the world of mystical arts, this is a special moment.From now on, every minute and every second, the ghost power of the ghost will increase.

The old Taoist priest who led the team distributed a soul-raising bottle to one of the participants, and if he caught a ghost, he could stuff it into it.

The competition officially started, and the young mystics entered the forest in twos and threes.Shang Qing and Shao Yan were about to set off, when the lingering Cao Muxing appeared out of nowhere, and said to Shang Qing: "I admit that you have real skills, but I advise you not to bring this drag bottle, otherwise how can you even lose?" I don't even know!"

Shang Qing shook his head, "The oil bottle is pretty good, it's better than a full bottle with half a bottle dangling."

It took Cao Muxing a while to realize that he was being scolded, "You, you...you dare to scold me?!"

However, Shang Qing had already brought Shao Yan into the forest.

Shao Yan hesitated, "Well, Zhou Daoyou, he is right, I just made up the number, you led me to stumble and even catch up with a ghost, what if you don't get the first place, or Let's separate..."

Shang Qing: "First of all, I didn't bring anything to eat. Secondly, who said I'm going to chase ghosts?"

Shao Yan was a little confused, "Huh? But if you don't catch up with those ghosts, how can you catch them?"

Shang Qing: "Isn't it enough to let them come to me by themselves?"

With that said, he continued to move forward.

Shao Yan was in a daze for a while, and he chased after him, but he still didn't understand, "What do you mean by asking them to come to you...Although Master asked them to help, it's a competition after all, and they won't be obedient..."

There were already fighting sounds not far away, maybe a lucky fellow Taoist found the trace of the ghost.Everyone knew the rules, they didn't use ultimate moves, and the movements didn't sound too loud.

Shao Yan was in a hurry, "Hurry up, Fellow Daoist Zhou, they've all started, if everyone else catches the ghosts, you won't be able to find them even if you want!"

Shang Qing didn't panic, he just found a flat stone and sat down, "What's the hurry, the sun is still hanging on the mountainside, how can there be such a thing as a ghost catcher." He stretched out his hand, "I'm hungry."

Shao Yan hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he stuffed a box of snacks into his arms, eat as you please!

However, seeing the boy eating and getting rid of the dregs, he couldn't bear the worry, so he took out a tissue to wipe him, and picked the ghost weed needles from his clothes, bustling around like an old woman.

Just picking it off, he felt a chill on his back, especially the hand that touched Shang Qing, the wrist was icy cold, as if something was about to cut off his hand... He moved back I looked, there was no one...why did it feel like something was looking at him?Still kind of unkind...

Shang Qing tilted his head and pushed his hand away, "Okay, time is up."

At this time the sun has set, although the sky is still bright, but the moon is already hanging on the tip.

Shang Qing walked to the open space in front of him, and started to draw a huge magic circle with branches.

Shao Yan followed to watch, and the more he watched, the more startled he became. How does this magic circle look like...

After finishing drawing the magic circle, Shang Qing threw the branch, squatted down halfway, and pressed one hand on the track of the magic circle, injecting spiritual power——

The faint light of light cyan lights up, and the magic circle is activated.

"Dementor array, get up!"

Chasing the ghosts all over the mountains and plains is more expensive than arresting them all, and you can catch them as you want.