A ghost actually has a Buddhist aura. The most important thing is that this ghost does not have any hostility or evil spirit.
Looking at his fluttering gown, he looks like a teacher.
"Who are you and why are you disturbing me?" the ghost continued to ask.
"I am the head catcher of the underworld." I said.
"I am a local bad guy." Duanmu Qing also said from the side.
Hearing our words, the ghost was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh and said slowly: "This day has indeed come, and the underworld has indeed noticed me."
Hearing his words, Duanmuqing and I looked at each other, both surprised.
This ghost seems a little different from other ghosts.
After his words fell, the black aura at the mouth of the well dissipated, and then a man stood at the mouth of the well.
The man was wearing a blue robe, with a long braid on the back of his head. He was slender and looked gentle, more like a teacher.
"Yinwu Liu Jingqing has met you two adults." He bent down and clasped his fists towards Duanmuqing and me.
This time it was Duanmuqing and I's turn to be a little embarrassed. We were originally here to catch ghosts, but we didn't expect people to be so polite.
You are being polite, but Duanmuqing and I couldn't shout to kill each other, so we followed his example, clasping our fists and bending slightly.
"You two adults came here today to catch me and take me to the underworld?" the man asked calmly, looking at us.
Although he is a ghost, standing in front of me, I don't feel any evil spirit at all. Instead, I feel peaceful and upright, like a spring breeze.
This makes me a little unaccustomed. You have to know that in the past when I hunted ghosts, I encountered some ghosts full of evil spirits. This was the first time I saw such a peaceful ghost.
"Um...we came here because of the incident at the villa at the foot of the mountain. Does that woman's situation have anything to do with you?" Duanmuqing asked him.
The man did not deny it, but nodded slightly and waved his hand.
Three cups of tea immediately appeared in the sky, still steaming, and flew towards us. Even the little guy got a portion.
Duanmuqing and I reached out and took it, and there was a faint scent of osmanthus coming from the teacup. It was osmanthus tea.
It's just that the other party is a ghost. Although the tea looks normal, we don't dare to drink it easily.
Especially Duanmuqing, this guy was first tricked in the Su Niangniang Temple, and he had a belly full of urine under the little guy's ground, so he had a psychological shadow for a long time.
We held the tea cup without moving it, but the little guy raised his head and drank it all, and even smashed his mouth.
"You two adults, please rest assured. This osmanthus tea is made from the flowers of this old osmanthus tree and the water from the well here. There is absolutely no problem. You can drink it with confidence."
The man looked at me and Duanmu Qing, smiled softly and said.
I looked at this man. Although I knew he was a ghost, I didn't know why, but I was full of affection for him. After hearing his words, I picked up the cup and took a sip.
The strong scent of osmanthus in the mouth is very comfortable.
Duanmuqing glanced at me, a little embarrassed. Anyway, this guy wouldn't drink even if he was beaten to death.
"Why are you like this?" I asked the man after taking a sip of tea.
He is different from other ghosts, and I can see that he has no malicious intent, so I really want to know why he didn't go to the underworld after he died.
And why did he become so powerful and even have a trace of Buddha's breath in his body?
You must know that it is extremely difficult for a Yin soul to stay in the Yang world, let alone cultivate to this level in the Yang world.
Because after all, the Yang world is dead and full of Yang energy, it is not as suitable for the cultivation of Yin things as the Yin world.
And what's even more perverted is that not only does he have the strength of a ghost general, but he also has the sacred breath of Buddha, which is beyond my expectation.
The man looked at me, smiled faintly, then turned around and pointed to the well behind him, and said slowly: "I died in this well back then. There is something special under this well. The yin energy is stronger. In addition,
I didn’t want to go to the underworld, so I stayed here.”
Hearing his words, I frowned. I had seen that well just now, and it was indeed a little different.
In fact, this is not a rare thing. The world is so big, there will always be places suitable for ghosts. He is just a little luckier.
But what I can't figure out is why he can cultivate to this level and still have Buddha's breath in his body.
"I was an orphan since I was a child and was raised by my master in a temple, so I am a monk." He looked at me and said calmly.
Hearing his words, I couldn't help but frown. I am a magician and I don't know much about Buddhism.
Could it be that because he was a monk, his ghost also carried the Buddha's breath after his death?
"I've been waiting here for a hundred years, and I've been waiting for her for two reincarnations, but it's a pity that she will never remember who I am." The man's voice sounded again, as if it contained endless vicissitudes of life and helplessness.
"She must be the woman in the villa you are talking about, right?" I looked at him and asked.
I don't know why, but looking at the man in front of me, I suddenly felt a little bit pitiful about him.
"Yes, her previous name was Jiu'er." The man continued.
"Would you like to hear a story?" the man then asked me. As he spoke, he sat by the well.
I smiled, nodded, and sat down on the stone next to me.
Duanmuqing sat down next to me. The little guy looked at the man curiously, seemed a little bored, and walked slowly towards the temple entrance.
"Hey, little love saint, don't go too far." Duanmuqing shouted.
The little guy turned around and glanced at Duanmu Qing with contempt and gave him a middle finger.
I understand what Duanmuqing means. I'm very weak now, and Duanmuqing obviously can't beat that man, so the one with the strongest fighting ability among the three of us is that little guy.
Duanmuqing told him not to go far because he was afraid that the man would take action against us.
"Just play at the door, don't go too far." I also said to the little guy.
Although the man in front of me doesn't look like he's going to take action, I don't dare to risk my own safety. I can rest assured that the little guy is here.
After hearing my words, the little guy nodded and walked towards the door.
"That kid is very powerful." The man looked at the kid's back and said slowly.
I shrugged my shoulders and said nothing. The little guy is a queen, so how can he not be awesome? This man still has some discernment.
"Didn't you say you wanted to tell a story? Let's start quickly." Duanmuqing looked at the man and said.
The man smiled and then spoke slowly: "This story has been going on for more than a hundred years..."
