Han Junzhuo frowned as he looked at Chu Tianshu's leaving figure.
When he arrived at the car, the black-clothed ghost Xiu pointed at the charm that was still flying around his head and said weakly: "Can you put this away first?"
"Can."
Chu Tianshu pointed his halberd, and the charms disappeared into Chu Tianshu's sleeves.
The black-clothed ghost cultivator was startled, obviously not expecting Chu Tianshu to agree so happily.
His eyes flickered a few times before drifting into the passenger seat.
Chu Tianshu started the car and drove away from the Han family mansion.
After walking some distance, he lit a cigarette and asked, "What's going on between you and Han Muwan?"
Hearing the words "Han Muwan", the black-clothed ghost cultivator's eyes instantly became ferocious:
"She and I are college alumni, one grade above her. When she entered school, I was responsible for welcoming new students at the school gate. That's when we met. Later, she started to pursue me crazily.
I knew that she had an extraordinary family background and knew that there would be no result between us, so I refused.
However, the more I refused, the crazier she chased her, and gradually I fell in love with her.
After being together for less than three months, she began to deliberately distance herself from me. Later, she openly accepted the advances of a rich second generation before even breaking up with me.
I was so angry that I went to the bar to find them, but was humiliated by them.
Han Muwan said that she had never been in love with a top student and wanted to change her taste. In fact, she had never liked me.
That second-generation rich man asked his men to beat me and even forced me to drink urine in public, which embarrassed me."
The black-clothed ghost Xiu gritted his teeth and said: "After I left the bar, I couldn't get angry anymore, so I jumped off the building."
He looked at Chu Tianshu and laughed at himself: "Do you think I'm useless?
Very useless?"
"No one has the right to judge others without their suffering."
Chu Tianshu said calmly, and then asked: "Besides Han Muwan, have you ever harmed anyone else?"
The black-clothed ghost cultivator said with murderous intent: "Those who bullied me back then, I threw them all down the stairs one by one."
Chu Tianshu's expression remained as usual, without any disturbance in his heart.
Traveling across the world in the past few years, he had seen many things that were a thousand times more tragic than this.
At this time, the black-clothed ghost cultivator suddenly lit up with red flames between his brows, and his figure suddenly turned into a black mist, covering Chu Tianshu.
Chu Tianshu also lit up the red flame between his eyebrows, and the body-protecting Gangqi circulated naturally, and sneered: "You think I can't do anything to you if you leave the magic circle?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several talismans flew out of Chu Tianshu's clothes.
One of the charms burned with a "Teng" sound, and the golden runes instantly illuminated the space inside the car, and then fell on the black mist.
The sad and shrill shouts of the black-clothed ghost repairman rang out from inside the car.
His ferocious face then appeared.
call out!
Another spell flew out of Chu Tianshu's arms and was printed directly on the forehead of the black-clothed ghost cultivator.
There was a soft "bang" sound, and the talisman turned into a red light, which penetrated into the forehead of the black-clothed ghost and disappeared.
The wisps of black mist gathered and took shape again.
The black-clothed ghost cultivator had a painful expression and screamed miserably.
His figure is constantly changing, sometimes condensing into shape, sometimes turning into black mist, with faint signs of disintegration.
Not long after, the black-clothed ghost cultivator begged for mercy: "Please spare me... I don't dare to do it anymore, please..."
Chu Tianshu disappeared the red flame between his brows, and the black-clothed ghost cultivator gradually became quiet.
He looked at Chu Tianshu in horror: "You...what did you do to me..."
"The flames of magic suppress ghosts."
Chu Tianshu snorted coldly, "I only need a thought to make you disappear at any time."
The black-clothed ghost cultivator shuddered at the thought of the pain and horror that had nearly driven him to pieces.
He looked at Chu Tianshu timidly, and he could no longer think of going against Chu Tianshu.
Chu Tianshu asked: "What is your name?"
The black-clothed ghost cultivator hurriedly said: "Luo Xiao... my name is Luo Xiao..."
Chu Tianshu shook his head: "You have lived up to the good name your parents gave you, and you jumped off a building for a woman."
Luo Xiao lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows.
Luo Xiao's home is located in an old community in a village in the city.
According to Luo Xiao, after his death, his parents couldn't bear the sadness, so they moved back to the countryside.
Therefore, Chu Tianshu entered Luo Xiao's house smoothly and did not encounter any trouble.
As soon as you enter the living room, at the door is the altar table that Luo Xiao mentioned.
A black-and-white photo of Luo Xiao hangs above the altar table, and there are incense burners and candles on the altar table.
The statue Luo Xiao was talking about was right next to the incense burner.
The statue is covered with dust, but judging from the material, it should be some kind of jade.
I don't know why, but looking at the statues on the altar table, Chu Tianshu suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the statue.
As soon as Chu Tianshu touched the statue of the god, there was a "buzzing" sound in his mind, and a scene appeared like a movie.
In the endless desert, there are countless grottoes on tall and towering stone walls, each of which enshrines a statue of a god.
The statue in Chu Tianshu's hand is one of them, and it is in the best position in the middle.
Countless men and women knelt on the ground, praying and bowing devoutly to the statues on the stone wall.
As the picture flashed, a surging spiritual power surged out from the statue, along Chu Tianshu's arm, and entered Chu Tianshu's meridians.
With the influx of surging spiritual power, Chu Tianshu's emotions caused huge fluctuations.
Joy, anger, greed, anger and ignorance...
Various different emotions rushed into his heart, making him very uncomfortable and almost going crazy.
However, as those spiritual powers returned to Dantian and were assimilated by the true energy in Chu Tianshu's Dantian, those complicated emotions also weakened.
Chu Tianshu could clearly feel that his cultivation level was improving rapidly.
The old man’s voice appeared in his mind: “Boy, do you know what this is?
This is the power of incense and wish."
Chu Tianshu asked: "What is the power of incense and fire?"
The old man explained: "The power of incense and wishes, some people also call it the power of faith, is a kind of spiritual power formed by gathering the wishes of countless devout believers.
Because people have seven emotions and six desires, and the wishes of these believers are also different, so the power of incense and smoke is mixed with so much joy, anger, greed, anger and ignorance.
The biggest feature of this sect is that it can absorb the power of wishes for your own use, and your mind can burn out the seven emotions and six desires mixed in the power of incense and fire.
Otherwise, you have just absorbed so much incense and wish power, and I am afraid that the seven emotions and six desires mixed in it will directly drive you crazy."
Chu Tianshu's heart moved, and then asked: "Can the patient's wish power also help me improve my cultivation?"
"Of course, and the patient's wishes are all pious and grateful, and will not be mixed with so many emotions and desires."
The old man said quietly: "Boy, meeting this god is your creation, so you should absorb the spiritual power."