Chapter 9: Copy home

The ghost who did not show the real body, except for the look of sultan, is no different from the living person. Ye Shaoyang squints and quietly admires the figure of a female ghost, watching her float to sleep like a dead pig. In front of the little pony bed, ten fingers that are sharp and exaggerated are about to move. Ye Shaoyang suddenly jumps up, a copper bean is thrown over, some hit the female ghost, and a white is thrown in the place where it is hit. The skin of the smoke and white cockroaches immediately festered, and there were black scars on the stars.
"Ah--" screamed, the female ghost turned and used a pair of white-eye beads without pupils, staring at Ye Shaoyang.
The skin of her body quickly collapsed, her body swelled up, and the flesh and blood of a white flower looked like a steamed bun in the water. Don't mention how disgusting, the face of a small melon was swollen, and the flesh of some places turned outwards. The bones are looming, the lips are missing half, and the teeth are exposed. The yellow water is constantly flowing underneath, and a pretty young girl turns into a daunting evil spirit.
She did not deliberately want to be disgusted with Ye Shaoyang, but she was too shallow to be destroyed by a copper bean and had to appear as she died.
"It turned out to be a drowning ghost." Ye Shaoyang nodded and was not afraid at all. In the past few years, he followed the master and went to the north. He had seen no more than a thousand ghosts. He was more horrible than this, and he was already numb. .
The female ghost saw him not afraid of his own appearance, screamed, opened ten long exaggerated fingers, and rushed up.
"Yunkun Wuji!" Ye Shaoyang read the simplest mantra, standing still, holding a law in his right hand, avoiding the hands of the female ghost, and a palm on her face, it popped the cinnabar in the nail to indicate For the pen, write a big "敕" on her face, give a sigh of relief, and say to the female ghost: "Hello."
Of course, the female ghost did not want to, but the body was controlled by the cinnabar. It was impossible to move at all. At this time, she realized that she had met a high-ranking person. Now she made a pitiful expression and pleaded: "The Archmage is forgiving! I have sensationalism. !"
She probably forgot that she was broken, and this expression was placed on her horrible face, like a flower-like makeup, full of disgusting feelings of disobedience.
Ye Shaoyang was not scared before, but he was beaten by the disgusting spirit of the cold war, frowning: "Slightly safe." Going to the pony's bed, this guy was photographed, easy to sleep, Has not woken up, Ye Shaoyang kicked his foot on his fat butt: "Fat, get up!"
The pony rolled over and opened his eyes, and was about to open. He suddenly saw a woman standing in front of the bed. Because he was facing him, and the light was dim, he couldn’t see clearly in a hurry. He was so hurried to use the quilt. Blocking the lower body that is only wearing a flower trousers, cried: "Where is the beauty, small leaves, this is a male dormitory, you can't mess!"
Ye Shaoyang did not make a sound, pulled the female ghost's shoulder and let her face the pony.
Seeing the moment when the female ghost looks like, the pony is petrified on the spot. After a few seconds, the mouth slowly opens, and the fear is turned into a screaming scream: "Ghosts--"
Ye Shaoyang quickly reached out and grabbed his mouth. This is a dormitory. He didn't want to bring people from the entire floor.
"You don't want to play female ghosts, thirty-six poses, um, come on?"
The pony was scared and pale, narrowed in the corner, and waved his hands and cried almost. "No, little leaves, I believe in your ability, you have collected her, I am afraid of me!"
The first time I saw the ghosts, Ye Shaoyang didn't want to scare him out of the way. When the heart was out of the air, he no longer teased him. He reached out and wiped the cinnabar on the female ghost's face. He wrote a solid soul and posted it on the woman. After the ghost, he waved his hand on the neck. "Hurry and change back to your usual appearance."
The female ghost turned and became a young and beautiful girl. This scene is even more shocked by the pony.
The female ghost went to the ground and said: "Xie Da Master."
"You are not resentful, not evil spirits, so I will give you a chance to tell the truth. If there is a lie, I will let you fly away, huh?"
The female ghost covers her face and cries, telling it intermittently: "My name is Fangdie, a student of the Foreign Languages ​​College... I walked the night road a few years ago, passing through the lonely grave, and was killed by a hundred-year-old female ghost. I was suffocated... Hey, she looked at me obediently, and threatened me to take yang to practice her. Otherwise, I would kill my family. I think this fat man has a strong yang, and I really don’t want this, Master. Please help me."
It turned out that Ye Shaoyang was indulging. The hundred-year-old female ghost who wanted to come to her mouth was the one who used the ghost to hit the wall and trapped the pony. She did not kill him on the spot, just to slowly absorb his yang and use it for evil.
Ye Shaoyang looked at the female ghost, and there was a trace of mercy in his eyes. "But, look at your coercion, I am not embarrassing you, write a love letter for you, send you to the sinister, so that the judge does not pursue the crime of your stay."
The female ghost worships, thank you very much.
Ye Shaoyang opened the baggage, took out the paper and the cinnabar pen, and took the dragon snake. He simply wrote the reason on the paper, and then looked up, the spirits did not wind up, and floated away from the window.
"Speed ​​to the Yin Shi sales account, no mistakes!"
The female ghost worshipped and turned up, turned into a light smoke, attached to the charm, flew out the window, and the blink of an eye disappeared.
Ye Shaoyang gave a sigh of relief, went to the desk, opened a can of unfinished beer, took a sip, looked at the pony with a dementia, and said, "What do you want to say?"
"You...what is it?" The pony asked dumbly.
"Not telling you, Maoshan Taoist, come to school, by the way, demon slayer."
Everything that happened just now was not a dream, nor an illusion. I couldn’t help but believe that the pony didn’t believe it. I shook my head and sighed,
Okay, you... sturdy.

Ye Shaoyang walked over and took a picture on his shoulder and smiled and said: "Let's go, take me to the piece of land, find the hundred years of resentment."
The pony suddenly looked up at him. "just now?"
"Yes, the female ghost was conquered by me. She won't go back until dawn. The grievances will doubt, maybe they will run, and they will conquer her, just tonight."
The little pony said: "Is there no danger?"
"Small things, if you don't go, the grievances may find you revenge, I don't care."
Intimidation is very useful. Although the pony does not dare to go to that place again, but he is even more afraid of the ghosts coming to find himself. Seeing Ye Shaoyang’s vowed, remembering the process of catching ghosts, he did have a means and agreed.
On the night road, the pony finally came over and asked Ye Shaoyang: "The female ghost, just killed by you?"
"No, send her to the yin."
"What do you mean? If she doesn't go?"
"If you are alone in the world, once you are caught by the Master or the ghost, you will be sinned." Ye Shaoyang explained, "After death, you can only stay in the sun for seven days. After returning to the soul, you must go to the sinister Reported that if I stayed for more than one day in the world, I would have to suffer more than one year of torture in the local government. Before she was coerced by the grievances, she could be forgiven, so I wrote a love letter with her, and the judge would not be embarrassed."
The pony looked at him with surprise. "What do you say, the judge will listen?"
"I am a man of Maoshan, the equivalent of a human judge. If I say something, the judge will not doubt."
The pony was completely dressed.
"Right, you have directly collected the female ghost before, and did not ask her, about the bottom of the devil, so rushed, if you can't beat it?"
"If you can't beat it, she won't be separated, and she will catch one of us at most." Ye Shaoyang smirked.
The pony suddenly stood still and looked down at his elephant's leg. He was confident that he was not an opponent in running the road. He looked at Ye Shaoyang with a blank look: "Are you really fake?"
Ye Shaoyang laughed.
Twenty minutes later, the two came to a hill and the pony pointed to the bottom and said, "This is it. I was lost here that night."
Ye Shaoyang looked down. It was a squatting ground. There were two football fields and the graves were all over. It was much more than expected. Most of the burial mounds collapsed and covered with weeds. It is obviously for some years.