"Um...I, I'm..." The female ghost raised her head in a daze, looked at me, then looked at her body, and actually cried out.

"What did you do to me? How did I become like this! I was obviously a ghost just now, super fierce! You pay me a reward!"

I had a black thread all over my head. After smashing the demon-subduing pestle, I not only changed my sex, but also got her stupid?

You're still crying, is it me who should cry?

What a good evil ghost, enough for me to make several pillars of delicious taste, but now I have become a good ghost. I can't attack her anymore. Isn't this a joke?

A few minutes later, after the female ghost ate more than twenty white candles of me, she finally explained her origin to me.

She was a B-U student. Because she was bullied by her roommate, she was sent to a bad guy's bed. However, before the bad guy could do anything to her, she hanged herself to commit suicide.

With a lot of resentment, I became a ghost, but now I have become a good ghost for no reason. This is probably due to my demon-subduing pestle.

I really don’t know that my demon-subduing pestle has this function. In addition to fighting ghosts, it can also save ghosts?

This demon-subduing pestle was also passed to me by my grandfather. When my grandfather was dying, he told me that this thing could be defended and that there were evil ghosts that would be unfavorable to me. Just take out this thing and smash it. I have also smashed many evil ghosts with this thing, and basically I have been smashed to death. There are even a few that have been wiped out, but she is the first one to be saved by the smash.

The most important thing is that she was even so fucked by me and turned her sexual intercourse.

Well, in fact, she was originally a woman, but after she became a ghost, she was plagued by resentment. Those things made her soul filthy, so I felt that she was a male ghost.

"Okay, since you are already a good ghost, I can't kill you anymore. You can go, the road is far away, hurry up and go." I was a little discouraged, shook my head weakly, and issued an order to expel guests.

But the female ghost seemed to have no intention of leaving, so she went up to the chair, looked at me angrily and said, "I won't leave!"

"What are you doing? If you don't leave, you have to stay overnight? If you are a living person, I might keep you for one night. The ghost can't sleep!" I said with a blank look.

"You hooligan!" The female ghost pointed at me angrily and rushed towards me, but under this lamp, she could only lose.

The female ghost looked back at the lamp in anger and said, "What a broken lamp you have? Why am I so lost!"

I shook my head helplessly and said, "Ghosts are originally a wisp of essence. Under normal circumstances, they cannot touch people. It has nothing to do with my lamp. My lamp can indeed intimidate ghosts, but it must be an evil ghost. Just like when you were an evil ghost just now, this lamp can protect me from being hurt by evil ghosts."

"That means that the evil ghost can meet people?" the female ghost asked in confusion.

I nodded and said, "It's theoretically."

"Then I don't want to be a good ghost, you can turn me back!" said the female ghost pouting.

"I, Sun Wukong? You can change it when you say something?" I looked at the silly female ghost in anger and said, "If I want to turn someone into an evil ghost, I will become a bad ghost, and I will make a fortune!"

The female ghost looked at me suspiciously and said, "You use ghosts to do business? Are you selling ghosts?"

My eyes were about to roll over the back of my head. MMP, I am the boss of the inn, a tall and promising profession, and I have been called a ghost seller?

"You are selling ghosts, your whole family sells ghosts. If you don't leave, I'll let the dog bite you if I don't leave!" I was too lazy to talk to such a nervous female ghost, so I just chased people straight away.

But the female ghost smiled sly and said, "Aren't you here? What other dogs do you need to put?"

I was stunned for a moment, and reacted instantly, gritted my teeth and said, "I'll ask you the last time, are you leaving or not?"

The female ghost also has a temper, with a tampered neck and a thrust of her small breasts, and said, "Don't leave!"

"Okay, this is what you forced me!" I was so angry that my teeth were itchy. I simply walked into the counter and took out a quaint kerosene lamp. With a "Zla" ignited, the dim light reflected out. I smiled evilly and raised my head.

"The ancient books say that ghosts are gathered by human essence and energy, and obsession becomes nightmare. The deeper the obsession, the more severe the ghost, the stronger the yang energy, the weaker the obsession." I shook my head and recited an ancient text, and then smiled at the beautiful scenery in front of me.

What this means is that ghosts are formed by obsessions, and when they are transformed, they will basically give you certain abilities based on the depth of your obsessions. Once your obsessions reach a certain level, the more powerful the ghost will become. If it is too powerful, it will become a powerful ghost.

Among the ghosts we are cognizant of, basically ghosts are all wearing clothes, but ghosts are just a ray of essence and things on earth cannot be touched, so their clothes are not real clothes, but are transformed by obsessions as a medium.

Ghosts are most afraid of yang energy. The heavier the yang energy, the weaker the ability of ghosts. In layman's terms, yang energy is the natural enemy of ghosts. They can reduce the strength of ghosts. The first thing they reduce is clothing made of obsession.

My lamp uses human white wick, which is commonly known as boy urine. After drying, there will be white particles. When this thing is burned, the yang energy is quite strong. It is easy to deal with this kind of ghost.

And what I am talking about is that under this yang-burning light, the female ghost's clothes slowly disappear, revealing, and the white **...

The female ghost also found that the clothes on her body were slowly disappearing, and she became panicked in an instant, and hurriedly covered her body, but the leaking spring light still fell into my eyes without missing a trace.

I sneered and said, "Little sister, what I am now eroding your clothes. If you don't leave, what erodes will be your soul."

I am not cruel and ruthless to kill her, but because I am a businessman, and my business depends on evil ghosts. Good ghosts have no connection with me, and how much evil evil ghosts do has nothing to do with me. I only care about money. You are a good ghost now and useless to me, so I don’t have to keep you at all. Since you don’t leave, I will send you away.

After years of greed, I can only smell the smell of money, and I can no longer smell human feelings, not to mention that she is not a human being.

You can say I'm cruel, I don't care.

However, sometimes, when you clearly want to be a villain, you find that you can't be a villain. The reason why a person is a human is because he has a passionate heart, especially when this female ghost holds her body that is gradually disappearing, but still holds her back and fails to leave, even shed tears, which makes me feel compassion.

However, I have to admit that what moved me even more was her tears.

When I make ghost fragrance and use ghost things, they are basically some real things, such as ghost teeth and ghost eyes, but these ghost tears are extremely rare.

It has been seven years since I handed over this store to me. This is the first time I have seen ghost tears in these seven years.

I hurriedly took a small bowl to pick it up, and sure enough, a few drops of crystal tears fell into the bowl.

Seeing that I used a bowl to catch her tears, the female ghost stopped crying and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

I shook the tears from the bottom of the bowl, and said with a giggle: "Okay, I won't hurt you anymore, you can go."

But the female ghost didn't know if she had bothered me or something. I didn't plan to hurt her anymore, and she still refused to leave.

OK, if you don’t leave now, you still have to leave during the day. When the sun shines in, I don’t have to rush it, you will definitely leave yourself.

I simply ignored her and walked towards the incense table with ghost tears.

There was an incense burner on the incense table, and a stove filled with incense ash was filled with incense ash. I took out a small basin, poured part of the incense ash into it, and then took out an urn from the cabinet and opened it carefully.

The female ghost was quite curious and floated over quietly, stood beside me and looked at me, asking, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry." I said without raising my head: "I'll eat the whole bowl of ashes."

"Tsk, don't say it, pull it down!" The female ghost gave me a blank look, turned around and sat on the stool in the main hall.

In the main hall, there are two rows of stools, one row is made of wooden, which is for people to sit on, while the other row is made of paper, which is for ghosts to sit on.

"Hehe, your little stool is quite exquisite. You made it? What kind of wooden ones? Does it look very precious?" The female ghost sat on the paper stool and asked curiously.

I raised my head, looked at her, and said, "That stool is paper, but it is wood in the eyes of you dead."

The female ghost was stunned for a long time, shook her head in disappointment, and asked and answered: "Can I ask you something?"

"You ask." I lowered my head and rubbed the fragrance, and said absent-mindedly.

"Diet, is there any possibility of resurrection?" The female ghost looked at me carefully, as if she was afraid of disturbing me.

My heart skipped a beat, as if a slap was missing. I looked up at the lamp above my head, smiled faintly and said, "Of course not."

"What is the underworld like? Is it the old people saying? There are little ghosts pulling their tongues, cutting them in half..." The female ghost looked very scared, and it made me feel a little funny.

"I'm not the King of Hell, I don't know if you ask me." I raised my head with a funny look, put the kneaded incense aside, clapped my hands and said, "But someone may know that I often come to ghosts."

"I know." The female ghost swallowed, glanced at the sign outside the door, and said, "I saw the words on your sign. It took more than half a step. This is the junction of the yin and yang worlds, right?"

I looked at the female ghost with interest and asked, "What's your name?"

"Ye Meng." The female ghost looked at me calmly and said, "Didn't you tell me the sophomore student?"

I snorted coldly and said, "You are teaching you what is half a step? Do you understand a lot?"

"What I saw on the Mountains and Seas Sutra says that this place is where yin and yang meet. The souls enter the underworld and the ghosts return to the world, they all have to pass through this place, right?" Ye Meng looked at me with a smile.

I nodded, turned around and planned to leave.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Ye Meng chased after him in a pleasing manner.

I was too lazy to pay attention to her. It was a secret that more than half a step was. As the saying goes, there would be mistakes. I don’t want to talk too much. The secret here is not something that normal people can accept.

However, Ye Meng kept making noise behind her again, asking her to leave but she didn't leave. I was really helpless and simply lay on the bed and planned to go to bed.

"You have something to worry about, right?" Ye Meng looked at me calmly.

I suddenly opened my eyes and looked at her with a frown.

"You don't have to look at me like this. I am a psychology student, so it's definitely good!" Ye Meng said while patting her chest.
Chapter completed!