Chapter 384 I Have a Pair of Yin-Yang Eyes (1)
Chapter 384 I Have a Pair of Yin-Yang Eyes (1)
The bride was picked up and the two coffins walked side by side.
Mo Ci and the little girl walked in front, and the creepy music was still playing behind them.
After walking for a long time, they finally reached their destination. Mo Ci looked at the big pit in front of him that could accommodate two coffins.
I still have no idea what this ghost is going to do.
At the moment, it seems that it is just a process of getting married to a dead person.
"We cannot share the same clothes in life, but we can be buried together in death. How sad, how sad~"
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, blowing up the paper money all over the ground.
He walked towards Mo Ci with an unrestrained manner, as if he wanted to wrap Mo Ci up in the paper money.
A sobbing and complaining voice sounded, like the whisper of a lover, or the lament of a stranger.
Mo Ci felt the tablet in his arms move.
He looked down and saw that the tablet in his hand had disappeared. The thing in his hand jumped, and his pupilless eyes met Mo Ci's gaze.
In an instant, Mo Ci turned his palm over, and a piece of talisman paper was stuck on the forehead of the head that appeared in his arms.
The head that had a somewhat ferocious look just now suddenly became dull in expression.
As the strong wind turned into sand and dissipated, the noisy sounds in my ears disappeared and the strong wind gradually subsided.
When I looked up again, the scene in front of me had changed again.
"Hey, what are you doing standing here? Why don't you sit down?"
Someone was shouting behind him. Mo Ci turned around and saw that the place behind him was full of people.
When he looked back, he saw a lot of people sitting in front of him, and he stood out among them.
Someone urged him again, and Mo Ci immediately sat down, looking around.
What is it this time?
As I was thinking about it, someone started singing on the stage above.
He hummed and sang words that Mo Ci couldn't understand, but at least he sounded a little more normal.
The people in the audience were watching with great interest. Everything seemed normal, except that soon a group of people came in from the side.
As soon as those people arrived, they grabbed the corner of the stage and started pulling and beating him.
His mouth was full of foul language, calling the actress a vixen, causing people to be uneasy and arousing the dissatisfaction of the woman.
Instead of finding fault with his own family, he comes to show off his power to the weaker party.
The people in the audience seemed to understand what was going on and kept scolding.
The actor who had just been the center of attention and enjoyed great glory on the stage was now being cursed by thousands of people.
"She was born with a face like a lotus, and she did not disturb the spring mood, yet she was charged with the crime of disturbing the spring. What is her fault?"
Another gust of wind and sand blew by, and this time Mo Ci was even more confused about what the ghost was trying to do.
Since the other party wants him to watch, then he can watch it.
However... Mo Ci concentrated his mind and guided the spiritual energy in his body to circulate faster.
The scene changed again, and this time he became the constable guarding the yamen.
I personally witnessed a case in which a county magistrate accepted a bribe and convicted the defendant.
The entire family, poor and young, was not worth the fifty taels of silver, and they died on the spot and were convicted.
"Poverty brings suffering, wealth brings happiness, fifty silver coins for an injustice, how sad~"
Hearing this voice, Mo Ci closed his eyes skillfully and waited for the next scene to arrive.
Although he didn't know what the ghost's purpose was, the current scene made him feel like he was watching an immersive performance.
Not bad, and the ticket is free.
Mo Ci thought optimistically in his heart, waited for the wind and sand to stop, and opened his eyes again.
Sure enough, this time it was another scene.
The next ones come one after another, and each one ends with a summary song before moving on to the next one.
From ancient times to modern times, until the end of that battle.
This time, there was no more wind and sand blowing. Mo Ci blinked, and the scene in front of him disappeared.
Only a figure was left, sitting sideways on the low wooden bench, facing Mo Ci sideways.
This person was the guy that Mo Ci saw at the beginning.
However, Mo Ci saw more than one figure from these yin-yang eyes.
In other words, it was indeed a figure, but there were countless figures overlapping on him.
Mo Ci could even find among these figures the corresponding existences of the protagonists of the stories he had just read.
Mo Ci didn't say anything. The figure held it in for a long time before turning his head, looking at Mo Ci and speaking softly.
"I won't hurt you."
"Is it not hurt, or is it impossible to hurt?"
Mo Ci didn't buy his retreat-to-advance strategy and asked back in a cold voice.
The guy was obviously stunned for a moment, and his pale face turned as bright as a peach blossom in an instant.
"You are so smart," his face turned fierce, and in the blink of an eye he gave Mo Ci a close-up kill, with curiosity in his eyes.
"What are you? Why can't I hurt you?"
What is it?
"Your nemesis."
Almost at the moment Mo Ci opened his mouth, countless talismans were thrown out from his hands.
These talismans seemed to have consciousness, and were linked into an invisible chain, trapping the ghost tightly.
Mo Ci laughed, "This time, let's see how you can escape!"
The ghost didn't expect Mo Ci to use this method, and immediately struggled continuously.
But his actions were in vain, and his eyes widened.
"You're just an ordinary person, how could you possibly catch me?! Are you a ghost hunter?!"
Ghost hunter?
Well, it sounds simple and easy to understand.
But...
"I wasn't a ghost hunter before, but now I'm half one!"
The reason why I said half is because Mo Ci really didn’t know what the so-called ghost hunting was like in this world.
What he did could at best be considered as - soul-binding.
The method of capturing souls is usually used by evil cultivators, but Mo Ci has secretly learned a few tricks.
So far, it seems that this soul-binding technique is quite effective.
Thinking of this, Mo Ci added another layer of soul-binding technique and sat down to practice.
The speed of time flow in this ghost domain can allow him to grow quickly. If he doesn't take advantage of it first, it would be a shame for him to go to so much trouble to capture this ghost.
The ghost originally thought that he was going to die soon, but he watched Mo Ci close his eyes and practice.
ghost:... ...
No, he trapped himself just to practice?
Didn't he pay attention to what I just showed this guy?
Or was this guy cooperating so he could capture him and cultivate in peace?!
The ghost was in a very complicated mood, but in fact, to some extent, he was right.
Mo Ci really felt that he was too noisy and affected his cultivation, so he wanted to arrest him.
In this way, one can practice quietly without being disturbed, and prevent others from accidentally entering and getting hurt.
It can be said to serve multiple purposes.
Just when Mo Ci was practicing seriously, Qin Jiang and others outside finally came to the Supernatural Bureau to report the case.
As for what happens later, it is not their business to interfere.
Of course, they can also join in to watch the fun.
So when the Supernatural Bureau got someone, Qin Jiang and the others followed with shameless faces. They first came to the location of the mass grave, and the person who came to help was called "Master Mao."
Mao Fangchi is forty-six years old this year. He is a great expert in this field. He also has a method of "opening the third eye". He can be said to be a leader in catching ghosts.
Mao Fangchi carefully examined the situation of the mass grave and said to everyone with a frown.
"Seal off the area within a one-kilometer radius. Everyone, stay away."
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