Xu didn't expect that there was something behind him, Qin Mu was shocked, took a step back, and looked up along the pair of crimson embroidered shoes, dressed in water-red clothes and pants, a blue and white woman with big eyes, a long tongue, and long hair.

When Qin Mu came in just now, he didn't see this woman.

Qin Mu stretched out his hand to put the woman down, the door suddenly opened, and a little girl ran in, holding the woman's trouser leg in mid-air and crying bitterly: "Miss...... Miss...... Miss, why can't you think about it like this, Miss......"

The woman was quickly put down, and several sturdy men stood at the door, shaking their heads, and as soon as they put it down, they knew that the girl had been dead for a long time, and was about to leave, but the little girl lay on the ground and begged them: "You are good, save the young lady, save the young lady......"

"Little girl, it's not that we can't save us when we see death, it's your young lady, who is already dead and can't die anymore, hurry up and pick a day to bury, don't miss the time." After all, these strong men disappeared on the spot.

Qin Mu looked at the things in front of him like a passerby, these ghosts were just obsessions left after death that could not be dispersed, repeating the events of the year day after day, Qin Mu did not intervene, and waited and watched.

"Cousin, cousin, what's wrong with cousin?" Qin Mu was watching the little girl crying in vain while holding the woman's corpse, when a man's voice suddenly came from outside, and at the same time, there were other women's voices outside, which seemed to be pulling.

"Young master, young master, you can't go in, Miss Cousin...... She's just a ...... And she's going to run into you...... The young master ...... "The people outside did not stop the young master, and with the voice outside, a fairly handsome young man rushed in in a big red wedding dress, with tears on his face.

Qin Mu's head came up with the plot of Dream of Red Mansions for no reason, and Sister Lin also died when the other party got married, but one died of sadness and the other hanged herself.

Qin Mu sighed, closed his eyes, and silently recited the Heart Sutra taught to him by Chonghua several times, and when he opened his eyes again, everything was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, a wisp of lonely soul buried in the grave; The bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, and all laws return to one, follow me...... ......" Qin Mu casually muttered a few words as if unintentionally, spread his hands flat, palms to the ground, and made a movement to get up, the room suddenly gusted with a gust of yin wind, and hundreds of yin spirits gradually appeared, or angry, or happy, or sad, and looked around, all of them looked at Qin Mu with confused eyes, among them, Xiao Qi's soul was impressively listed.

Qin Mu was stunned, thinking that Xiao Qi had no memory of what happened before he died, and Xiao Qi died two hundred years ago, and the Sikong family had already existed at that time, which could be regarded as a famous family in Ningcheng, but after all, he Qin Mu was also a child from a foreign country, so he didn't have any impression.

There are so many yin spirits in this house, crowded with people, mostly women, and there are also five big and three thick men, thinking that Xiao Qi was beaten to death by the young grandmother, it is estimated that these men are also slaves of the Sikong family, abandoned and killed by the master's family.

In ancient China's feudal society, it was an era when personal life was like a weed, and being a slave and a maid was equivalent to being a cow or a horse, and sometimes people were not as good as livestock.

The old man always said that many people had died in the palace. It's not that it's made up, just in this small house of Sikong Mansion, there are so many yin spirits, and the strange thing is that these yin spirits have not left, and they still stay in this small house, repeating what they did in their lives every day.

After these yin spirits appeared, they all looked at Qin Mu in confusion, and didn't say a word, Rao is Qin Mu who was directly thrown into the ghost world by Chonghua back then, and they were all shocked to take a step back, and the black satin-like things that were wrapped around those yin spirits were like substance, and an indescribable sense of oppression passed from them.

Qin Mu began to chant a mantra in his mouth, in fact, this mantra is what most Taoists, even monks, are, ordinary rebirth spells, spells that transcend the dead to enter reincarnation.

The yin spirits who had just been attracted by Qin Mu were still a little confused, after hearing such a spell, their faces showed a soothing expression, Qin Mu was infused with spiritual power in it, and the few yin spirits that were closer to Qin Mu began to be entangled with a faint golden brilliance, and the confused look in the eyes of the yin spirits behind gradually disappeared, and when the golden light flashed on the bodies of the several yin spirits in front of them, they rushed forward like hungry tigers.

Such pale golden light is the harbinger of the Elysian realm, the temptation of ordinary ghosts is great, and these ghosts who have been killed by their masters, or commit suicide, even if they have great hatred, their souls should not stay for so long, some of those yin spirits are even wearing the clothes of the Ming Dynasty, and the people who killed them do not know how many times they have entered the reincarnation, and they are still here, day after day.

All the ghosts in this room are looking forward to getting out of here, but they haven't left for anything?

In the next second, Qin Muzhi said the answer.

I saw that the few souls who were close to Qin Mu, the golden brilliance on their bodies became heavier and heavier, just when Qin Mu thought that they would disappear into that golden brilliance, the black silk floating out of their bodies began to wrap around them, and they immediately looked pained and howled uncomfortably.

Qin Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, the spell was interrupted, and the golden brilliance gradually disappeared, and the black satin once again wrapped around the entire Yin Spirit, causing his appearance to change rapidly.

The Yin Spirits standing beside them quickly pushed away, talking and talking, and there was a commotion, but none of them dared to step forward and approach the ghost whose whole body was entangled in black death.

The entangled ghost was originally a strong man with five big and three thick, dressed very simply, and his head was deaf at a very unbelievable angle, which was probably the reason for his death, and now his whole appearance has changed greatly, his body began to be filled with black aura, on his shoulders and arms, there are hideous bone spurs shining out, and the breath on his body is also climbing layer by layer, and the little yin spirits around him are so frightened that they hide to the side, trembling.

Qin Mu let out a loud explosion, and the black satin that was quickly wrapped around the strong man's body stagnated, and then Qin Mu hurriedly took the judge's pen on the strong man's stomach, back, and arm, writing down one white rune after another, and the spiritual power gushed out, Qin Mu endured the abdominal pain, if he didn't interrupt the changes in this yin spirit at this time, I was afraid that it wouldn't be long before a pink and tender ghost would appear in front of Qin Mu.

It's not good, it's a ghost king, after all, the degree of condensation of this ghost qi is far more than that of ordinary ghosts.

With the generation of spells one by one on the body of the yin spirit, the black dead qi on the yin spirit's body gradually dispersed, and all kinds of changes on the strong man's body also disappeared, returning to the original and primitive state.

Hundreds of Yin Spirits watched curiously as Qin Mu did this, during which Qin Mu did not pause, all in one go, and only after the Yin Spirit was completely stabilized did he stop, exhausted and out of breath.

Fortunately, I put the judge's pen in my pocket when I came, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

There was a commotion in the group of ghosts behind, and a ghost that looked like a leader was pushed out, and after glancing at the strong man ghost covered in white runes, he said cautiously: "Hello, Master." ”

Qin Mu couldn't cry or laugh, he originally wanted to turn people into people, but he almost made people become even more powerful ghosts, and at this time, he saw the ghost in front of him who was carefully calling himself, dressed as an ancient scholar, with a white face and a faint look of worry.

Qin Mu nodded, did not speak, and motioned for the other party to continue.

"Ask the Master to save us." As soon as the ancient scholar spoke, there was an uproar, and all the big ghosts and little ghosts around him kowtowed to Qin Mu and knelt down, tears rippling.

"I see that you all want to die, why are you still here?" Qin Mu was very puzzled.

"The guru is different from those three-legged cat Taoist priests, so we want to find the guru." The ancient scholar said: "It's just that this place is surrounded by a thick dead qi all the year round, and we are trapped here and can't get out, day after day, year after year, more and more ghosts accumulate here, and the ghost qi is becoming more and more vigorous, and finally formed such a ghost land, if you are a mortal, if you live here for less than three days, you will be eroded by the ghost qi and die." ”

"So you never left?" Qin Mu groaned.

"Yes, just now Xiaosheng saw the master's move, just the most ordinary rebirth spell had an effect on us, which shows that the master's extraordinary, so Xiaosheng dared to ask the master to take action and rescue us all." The ancient scholar said slowly.

Having overspent so many souls at once, the merit added was not a little bit, especially if there were lonely souls and wild ghosts who had been dead for hundreds of years, Qin Mu silently calculated his income, and he had a plan in his heart.

Merit is of great benefit to cultivators, religion often teaches people to do good deeds, in order to increase their merits, that is, mortals have merit, and it is much easier to do things, not to mention that cultivators, cultivation is against the sky, if you increase your own merits, on the road of cultivation, you can save a lot of detours, so cultivators, if they have great merit to do, they will generally not shirk.

Qin Mu just thought about it for a while, then made a decision, nodded, the ancient scholar was overjoyed, Qin Mu was puzzled, listening to what the scholar said, there were many Taoist monks before, but no one could surpass it, what is the reason?

"It's just that I still have some questions to ask." Qin Mu coughed and said.

"Guru, may I ask...... Guru, please ask ......" The ancient scholar said respectfully, "The little student must know everything and speak endlessly. ”