The Daily Life of Catching Monsters [Liao Zhai + Honghuang]

The breeze was blowing outside, and in the dilapidated ancient temple, sunlight came in through the windows, hitting the eaves and the ground.

Bring a bit of temperature, the messy yard, the messy hall.

Dilapidated, ancient, as if it will break if you touch it.

The tree demon grandma died, and the first thing she felt were those ghosts.

Get rid of the bondage, this is the long-lost freedom!

There is no hidden chain behind him, but he dare not escape, and he is even more afraid of something wrong.

Fishing law enforcement is not once or twice, so even if this is the case at this time, no one dares to leave.

Gathering together, as if to determine something.

When Fan Qi went, this was the scene.

The wind was blowing, and a group of ghosts gathered together, as if they were confirming something.

Even at dawn, a group of ghosts stood under the shade of the trees, looking straight at the big pit.

There is only one question in everyone's mind - is grandma dead? !

Some people tentatively dig holes in the ground. They already have substance, they can feel the soil, and they have been oppressed all these years.

Not trusting, not sure, not knowing.

They have been enslaved for too long, so long that they don't even know when their bones are gone.

If there are bones, they have been tortured long before.

Nie Xiaoqian was the first to dig up the bones with bare hands.

Dig up your own bones.

The shadow of the big tree next to her shone on the ground, and her hands were covered with mud and even blood, and it still didn't stop. That was freedom, her freedom.

Fan Qi directly showed the sign, and threw the soul chain, but this time it can be pulled.

A group of people, or ghosts, were about to form a string and were tied together. Fan Qi pulled the chain and stood in front of Nie Xiaoqian.

"Don't dig, it's useless anyway, I said, I can, you see I say I can."

Nie Xiaoqian stiffly raised her head to look at Fan Qi, and knelt down on the ground, "I don't want to go to reincarnation, please let me go."

"Whether you go to reincarnation or not, I'll take care of my business. The job function is here. The police don't care about the trial."

"And things like reincarnation are voluntary, and no one is forcing you, unless you are in debt." Fan Qi spread her hands.

"You are a good person, help me, I beg you, I don't want to go to reincarnation." Nie Xiaoqian looked at Fan Qi's gentle look before, a little crazy and a little helpless.

Fan Qi silently accepted the good person card, and emotionally grasped the chain on Nie Xiaoqian's wrist.

As an excellent ghost messenger, he will not let these dead people wander around in the world anymore.

And with Nie Xiaoqian's appearance, if it goes on like this, it will be a disaster for the world.

Fan Qi knew what he was doing.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal in the world.

Everything in the world should have its own laws, and Nie Xiaoqian is not the first, nor the last one to beg him so.

Fan Qi tugged on the soul chain.

If you don't want to go, you have to go.

It was still bright, it was noon, and the sun was shining brightly, but this is not the point. In fact, newborn ghosts are generally not afraid of the sun, because when they die, they will not only be in the dark, but also in the daytime. Generally, there are ghosts coming directly. Hooked away from the body.

For those who died in vain, it is not so detailed. Within three days, ghosts send people to seduce the soul and take them away.

Usually that's what happens easily.

Especially in times of war, most of them died in vain.

There is a saying that the king of Hades wants you to die on the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch.

And the underworld is eternal night, but due to the problem of light source, there is still a big light bulb in the sky, which illuminates most of the underworld, which is almost like moonlight when rounded.However, there are fundamental differences.

Fan Qi looked into the distance, the Broken Jade Sword in his hand was no longer a Broken Blade.

Complete and complete, nothing missing.

Wu Yuan had already left, before he left, he just put the sword here.

If everything is not correct, even the traces on it have things left by me before.

Only then was it finally confirmed that it was his own broken sword.

When it came, it seemed to have fallen from the sky, and when it left, it was silent.

Even that name is probably a pseudonym too.

At that time, when Wu Yuan was asked what his name was, he obviously paused.

When he woke up, he was told that everything was settled.

He really didn't know how it was going.

Here, Nie Xiaoqian, Grandma Dryad, Ning Caichen...

Knowing things like talisman seals should be a Taoist priest.

Could it be that Wu Yuan is Yan Chixia? !

So it was Nie Xiaoqian's script that he could afford?

Heroic Taoist priests rescue ghosts?Do good deeds afterwards without leaving a name?

Isn't this story a little scary?

……

Soon after, Wu Yuan knew that he was wrong a little bit.

For example, Yan Chixia was greatly overestimated in terms of appearance.

……

Yan Chixia, a Taoist priest, a middle-aged Taoist priest, although she can't be said to be the same as the sky and the earth, but it is indeed incomparable.

He has a big beard and half-white hair.

Unlike other Taoist priests who are full of fat, on the contrary, they are skinny and skinny.

Wandering around, a sharp sword, a jug, and a shabby yellow robe.

A sense of justice overflows.

Yan Chixia herself not only has a strong sense of justice, but cultivating Taoism is obviously not as important as eliminating demons.

At this moment, Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen went to Zuomang Mountain together to eliminate demons.

The locust tree demon didn't see it, and there was only one hole left.

But they won a super gift bag.

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Today's update is a bit less TAT