Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven Dragon Luck Ghost
"Why is that ghost waiting for me?"
Wang Fu thought of the Long Yun Ghost again and met him twice, asking everyone about his disguised identity.
He felt vaguely not very good and decided to leave as soon as possible.
Before going to sleep, Wang Fu went to the front shop of the inn, where he had meals and drinks, and had a sumptuous dinner.
During this period, I finally got some useful information.
"Why is the Lucky Ghost ghost wandering around in front of the tea shop and on the street recently? What kind of evil is he holding back?"
The guests at the next table turned out to be one person and one ghost, toasting each other and eating food, which was extremely harmonious.
During their conversation, they mentioned the evil ghost that Wang Fu was interested in.
"Hey, who knows? Maybe someone is unlucky enough to be targeted by him."
"Tsk, tsk, being targeted by a lucky ghost, doesn't that mean you are unlucky?"
During the conversation between one person and one ghost, news about the evil ghost was gradually revealed.
It turns out that the human-looking ghost is named Longyun Ghost and is a subordinate of Cilu Mahayaksha.
There are countless elite yakshas in the territory of Cilu Dayaksha, let alone low-level evil ghosts like him. However, later events developed and the Longyun ghost gradually became famous.
This evil ghost suddenly got lucky at some point, triggering a series of events.
First of all, the enemies he had offended before, including several powerful evil ghosts and one or two fierce ghosts, all died in various strange accidents, such as encountering powerful monks in the mountains, being hit by lightning on rainy days, and so on.
Secondly, he accidentally dug out a golden crown in an abandoned mine.
In the end, this golden crown was confirmed to be the crown of a powerful war ghost. After being presented to Cilu Da Yaksha, he received a reward and was assigned to work in the ghost market.
In the ghost market, the Longyun ghosts are also restless masters, acting arrogantly everywhere, daring to offend both humans and ghosts, but they are all ignored.
However, he is extremely lucky. Anyone who goes against him will either become a demon as a practitioner, or be killed or disabled in an accident. As a result, the name "Lucky Ghost" has become more and more resounding, and even fierce ghosts do not dare to provoke them.
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Over time, the Longyun ghost became an existence that no one provoked in the ghost market, and was despised by both humans and ghosts.
"Isn't this just a piece of stinky shit?"
Wang Fu raised his eyebrows. Could it be that he exposed his wealth at Cilu Tea House and was targeted?
Now that I think about it, this lucky ghost's good luck is really extraordinary. He disguised himself and was bumped into by him twice in a row. If it weren't for the evil ghost possessing him and changing his identity, he would have been discovered long ago.
After listening to the conversations among the drinkers around him, he returned to his residence in silence, took out the turtle shell and began to make fortunes.
Mana soaked into the turtle shell, and cracks began to appear, but...
"Boom!"
The tea cup on the table rolled to the ground at some point and broke into pieces.
Such a huge interference successfully interrupted the divination.
Wang Fu took a deep breath and started his second calculation.
Unexpectedly, this movement was a bit violent, and my calf suddenly twitched with severe pain.
Cramped!
I stretched my hamstrings and stretched my limbs again, and finally recovered.
Wang Fu didn't believe it. There were only three things that could happen. You couldn't have an accident every time. Maybe it wouldn't happen after all!
Could it be that Long Luck Ghost is the illegitimate son of God, whose luck is so contrary to heaven?
The third time of fortune-telling, my fingers just touched the turtle shell and it hadn’t started yet...
"Bah bang bang!"
There was a knock on the door, "Guest, the kitchen has just boiled water, do you need it here?"
Wang Fu had blue veins on his forehead, frowned, and shouted loudly, "No need."
After the waiter left, Wang Fu stared at the tortoise shell and thought to himself, it seemed that the calculation of this hexagram was not successful. He was interrupted several times. It seemed that God did not allow him to calculate the hexagram.
Lucky ghost, is your luck really so prosperous that others can't even count it?
Wang Fu took a few deep breaths. Gui Zang Yi was the most powerful spell, but it couldn't predict the fortune ghost. It seemed that he had to change to another method.
He opened his eyes and saw the Life Fire Candle, which had grown to one foot and five inches long after being killed by the water ghosts and Qian Yi one after another.
However, there are still a few doom candles that are an eyesore.
"Let you try this!"
Wang Fu was also furious, trying hard to make himself unlucky for a while, but also to suppress the arrogance of the Lucky Ghost.
Aren’t you very lucky? I’ll add some good things to you!
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Lucky Ghost finally changed his mind and stopped trying his luck around Cilu Tea Shop.
He walked to the street instead, and there was no need to search specifically. According to usual experience, the fat sheep he was looking for would definitely bump into his arms automatically.
"Boom!"
A huge evil ghost like a mountain came towards me and met the Lucky Ghost with a hard force.
Longyun Ghost just took a few steps back and was not injured at all. When he looked up, he was really tall and strong.
Little did he know that this hill-like evil ghost had just knocked the candle of doom into his body through physical contact.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Fu screamed fiercely, which surprised the pedestrians and ghosts on the street. Who dared to speak so loudly to the Lucky Ghost?
"hey-hey!"
The lucky ghost smiled instead of being angry, another one with no eyes.
He did not get angry on the spot, but waved his hand, "Sorry."
Wang Fu pretended to be reckless and said fiercely, "Next time I walk, I will have long eyes."
At the same time, he opened his eyes, observed the lucky ghost, and took a deep breath.
Good guy, this ghost's Life Fire Candle is two feet long, far longer than other ghosts.
As we all know, regardless of humans or ghosts, the average life candle length is about one foot. Occasionally, it will increase or decrease due to changes, but it always hovers around the baseline of one foot.
People like Wang Fu who have golden fingers can kill ghosts and increase their luck, so they can grow to the size of one foot and five inches.
But the Longyun Ghost is two feet long, so it's completely impossible to fight!
Wang Fu also saw that the few doom candles he had just passed were nothing compared to the two-foot life candles.
The previous plan seems to have gone awry.
"If it's okay, I'll leave!"
Longyun Ghost didn't lose his temper because in his eyes, Wang Fu was already a dead man, well, a dead ghost.
No one can survive without offending him, but there are always various accidental deaths.
Wang Fu pretended to be proud, turned around and left, but in fact he was thinking in his heart, what should he do?
Long Yun Gui's previous achievements were that his enemies had died in various accidents. This was normal. The gap of twice the length of the Life Fire Candle was enough to form an absolute suppression of fate.
But Wang Fu was different. He ordered the candle to be one foot and five inches long, only a quarter of the difference.
Furthermore, although the luck of good fortune and ghosts is abundant, it does not know how to mobilize it and is a primitive waste.
On the other hand, Wang Fu has a golden finger, which can intensify the burning of the Life Candle and gain a powerful boost in a short period of time.
Based on the above analysis, this battle can be won.
Moreover, the bad luck that had just been overcome has begun to take effect.
"Well, after visiting the ghost market for a few days, I gained nothing. Even though that person is well hidden, he must leave the ghost market!"
The Lucky Ghost shook his head, and this idea suddenly appeared, "I will stay outside the ghost market and wait for the rabbit. I will definitely catch the fat sheep."
In the corner that he couldn't see, a two-foot-long white life candle burned, and wisps of black air symbolizing doom began to burn and dissipate.