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Chapter 388: It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.(1/3)

Looking at the hundred dollar bill in my hand, I suddenly realized.

It's me who's stupid.

Only then did I understand the old lady’s true intention.

It turns out that teaching people how to fish is not as good as teaching them how to fish.

She wanted to stimulate my fighting spirit in this way.

Don't let me continue to be decadent.

He really has good intentions and is a good person.

I misunderstood her just now, which made me feel very guilty, so I finished the bun with tears in my eyes.

After searching for a long time, I didn't find the ghost lamp.

It seems that the trash can has been cleaned.

Having no choice, I put the garbage back into the trash can.

Judging from Bai Dayu's reaction, there must be something wrong with that ghost lantern. I don't know what the specific situation is.

I racked my brains and milk but couldn't figure it out.

So why are Ghost Lantern and Yin-Yang Pisces a pair?

There is no other way, now we have to find Ye Yao first.

I think, since Ye Yao gave Bai Dayu the Yin and Yang Pisces, she must know it very well.

The problem is, Bai Dayu can't find Ye Yao here, so I don't have any solution at all.

What should we do?

Perhaps, some Onmyoji should know.

I want to find out some information from them.

However, now that the blind man has revealed his true nature, it is naturally impossible for me to look for him.

Suddenly I found that in the provincial capital, except for the blind man, I had no one to rely on.

Bai Dayu didn't know anything about it, and I didn't know either.

Where should I go to find her?

Suddenly, I thought of Infinite Heavenly Lord.

Although this old naughty boy is not very good at onmyoji, I feel that he knows a lot.

He knew a little bit about the Hunan people driving away corpses, the Ba people raising ghosts, and the Miao poisonous arts.

I think if I ask him, I might be able to find out something.

So, I hurried to Wu Fan Dojo.

Wu Fan Dojo is not very far from here.

There are no vehicles at this point.

I had no choice but to walk there.

But when I just walked to Wu Fan Dojo,

"jingle,"

A crisp bell sound suddenly came to mind!

what happened?

At this point, why is there still the sound of bells in the dojo?

Then, when I saw a corpse, I stood up straight.

The person ringing the bell was none other than Master Wu Fan.

The corpse stood stiffly, motionless.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell..."

Another crisp ringing sound!

The body followed the bell and jumped forward stiffly, like a zombie.

"Ding bell, jingle bell, jingle bell..."

Following the intensive sound of bells, the man jumped forward several steps in succession.

ah,

Why would Wu Fan use the bell to drive away corpses at this time?

What on earth is he doing?

Where are the bodies being driven to?

Whose body is that?

Maybe it was a business deal that Wu Fan accepted.

After all, this is what Onmyoji does.

It seems that Wu Fan is doing quite well in the provincial capital.

You know, in today's society, where science is the norm, not many people believe in these myths about gods and ghosts.

Those Feng Shui masters and fortune tellers on the street are considered liars in the eyes of many people.

To put it bluntly, we have prepared various routines and make judgments based on your mood and orientation.

Many young people think it is a money scam.

Wu Fan is still able to receive a lot of orders, which shows that he still has two skills.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!"

Then there was another dense ringing sound in my ears.

Then he heard Wu Fan shouting: "Ye... Chen... you son of a bitch, come back quickly... Ye... Chen... you son of a bitch, come back quickly... come back...

come back……"

I wipe,

What? What the hell?

He...he's calling my name?

Damn it, is this a crazy situation?

When I heard my name, I was excited and embarrassed at the same time.

Look at his outfit, the surrounding decorations, the altar, the burning incense, and some sacrifices on the incense table.

Suddenly, it dawned on me.

This scene is very familiar,

This is calling the soul.

But, damn, what’s that sentence after your name?

What is a turtle grandson?

Do you dare to get rid of such a formal occasion as soul calling?

However, I feel a little strange in my heart!

I'm not dead, why do you want to summon my soul?

What the hell is going on?

At this moment, shouldn't it be to call the soul to the Infinite Heavenly Lord?

After all, Wuliang Tianzun has left Wu Fan's dojo, and he doesn't know where he is now.

I was confused.

"Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling..."

At this time, the sound of the bell gradually began to become more intensive.

At this moment, I was panicked.

Could it be that I am dead?

I couldn't help but speed up my pace.

When I walked in, I saw that the courtyard in front of Wu Fan's dojo was brightly lit at night, and there was a strong smell of incense candles floating in the air. He was really practicing in an altar.

In the southeast and northwest directions of the courtyard, a soul-calling sail was planted.

On the soul-calling flag, some inexplicable patterns were painted with cinnabar pen.
To be continued...
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