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Chapter Thirty-Six: Something Happened

Uncle Jiu looked up at the moon and said something happened tonight.

With such posture and tone, Tang Ye immediately thought of his master, Taoist Master Linghe. He was good at calculating his fingers, kept silent, and watched the celestial phenomena at night, such as dark clouds swallowing the moon, such as dark clouds covering the city, and a set of things...

It turns out that he is from the same school, and he is all in a series of styles of conduct, and he is very nagging.

Qiu Sheng had already gotten used to it, and he glanced at the corner of his mouth.

Tang Ye asked him in a low voice: "Is your master's previous feeling accurate?"

Qiu Sheng replied: "Half and half, sometimes accurate, sometimes not."

Tang Ye couldn't help but bulge his eyes. Isn't this nonsense?

Uncle Jiu no longer looked at the moon and asked Tang Ye: "Oye, your master said, you have the money for incense."

Tang Ye said: "A little bit."

Uncle Jiu asked: "What does it mean to be a little bit?"

"It's just a little bit."

It is difficult to explain the existence of Yanhuang's will. The sources of shrouds and incense money are inevitably suspicious, so they have to be pushed to the situation. Anyway, the opportunities are mysterious and each has its own luck, which can cover up many problems.

Tang Ye asked with a smile: "Master, do you need it?"

Uncle Jiu waved his hand quickly: "I don't mean that..."

As an elder, if you covet the things of your younger generation and spread them, you will be ashamed and lose your reputation: "Now in the world, it is difficult to condense incense money again. Have your master told you in detail about the role of incense money?"

Tang Ye said: "Master said that having money can make ghosts push the mill, and this incense money is very effective for evil spirits."

Uncle Jiu nodded: "That's true, but if you have incense money, it's a waste to smash it directly at the ghost. There's no need to. You can use incense money to print paper money."

Tang Ye was stunned: "Print paper money?"

Uncle Jiu said: "It is the paper money for Yin Ren's supplies, with circles of marks on it."

Of course, Tang Ye knew: "Master, what do you mean is that those marks are printed with incense money?"

Think about it, the two are really similar.

Uncle Jiu smiled: "Where can ordinary paper money be printed with real incense money? It's just imitating it with wooden molds, so the paper money contains very little yin energy, so it's just a look. Only the best paper money is printed with incense money. For example, the paper money produced by my charity house."

This time, Tang Ye understood.

Uncle Jiu said again: "When printing paper money, it will be lost, but it will be consumed slowly. A piece of incense money can almost print thousands of paper money."

This amount is quite a lot.

"Many ghosts can be dispossed by using these paper money."

Uncle Jiu meant that Tang Ye threw six or seven incense money to the ghost that night, and it was really exposed to the sun, so there was no need to do it.

In fact, Taoist Master Linghe felt very distressed at that time. However, facing his disciple, he didn't have much to say, and just kept saying it was wasted.

To be specific, let Uncle Jiu talk to Tang Ye instead to get started.

Whether it is Linghe or Uncle Jiu, they don’t know how much money Tang Ye has incense. This question is sensitive and difficult to ask for, so as not to misunderstand. However, in Tang Ye’s situation, he does not know the true value of money incense. If he continues to squander, it will be really painful.

So I have to give a few words in person.

Tang Ye really didn't understand the value of incense money. Facing the century-old ghost, he spent a lot of blood on Yanhuang's will to exchange for a string of incense money, and then threw it out and let the ghost kowtow directly, which was awesome.

However, I don’t know when I can earn back the huge amount of blood spent.

From this perspective, it was really a waste of too much. As Uncle Jiu said, using the incense money to print paper money can print nearly 10,000 pieces.

What is the same as Wan Zhang?

When folded, I am afraid it will be higher than that of a human.

Ten thousand real incense money can bribe many ghosts and gods.

For practitioners who often have to deal with ghosts and gods, they have thick paper money, just like ordinary people with huge sums of money and rich money, and can squander them at will. One word:

trench!

But now that things have come to this point, there is nothing to say, just buy a lesson. The incense money is taken away by ghosts and it is impossible to spit it out again.

This ghost was wrapped in a shroud, and the shroud was used by Taoist Linghe to refine the yin and yang parasol. The ghost had been sealed into the jar and was refined.

Tang Ye understood what Uncle Jiu meant that if he had money for incense, he should not waste it like this, and should be used to print paper money.

OK!

Tang Ye has made a decision. After going back, he will exchange it for incense money and use it as a printing paper, and print a lot of paper money.

First print a large stack of paper money and put it on your body in case of emergency needs.

This thing is used to deal with evil evil, and is more effective than talisman paper.

Types of talismans, whether they are corpse-suppressing talismans or ghost-exorcist talismans, are all used to shock and kill evil things through killing. Different paper money, they can be used directly. If they are used well, they can even be used for themselves.

It's exciting to think about it.

After explaining this topic, Uncle Jiu no longer said anything, and that’s all. Tang Ye is a smart person, so he will naturally understand it.

To be honest, facing this special junior, Uncle Jiu was a little helpless and could not find a suitable way to get along. Taoist Linghe was better, so he didn't think about it at all.

Qiu Sheng urged: "Master, let's go back after all."

Uncle Jiu said, "Okay, go back."

The three of them walked back to the charity village.

When you leave the village and walk for a short time, you will reach the countryside, with lush forests and grass everywhere, appearing deserted.

Although there is a moon in the sky, the moon is lingering, and there is a hidden and bizarre atmosphere.

Tang Ye was brave and naturally fearless. He had a master named Jiu Uncle by his side, so there was nothing to worry about. As for Qiu Sheng, he was not very capable, but he was lucky in his character and a fearless manner.

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Perhaps it was late at night that the wind became strong. In the middle of the night, fog suddenly floated and the mist was dark.

What a character, Jiu Shu, immediately realized that something was wrong.

Qiu Sheng screamed in surprise: "Master, charity village, our charity village is gone."

They walked slowly, and calculated their pace and had almost returned to the area of ​​the Yizhuang Village. But when they looked up, there was a vastness in front of them. It was not the vastness that could not be seen, but the scene that was faintly visible. Looking at it, there were trees and houses, and you could even see a few lights raised, the dim light, like moon spots.

Such a scene is very different from the scene in Yizhuang.

There is a chill around it, which is very familiar. Every time the ghost appears, it will be accompanied by this chill.

Tang Ye's eyes were burning and he looked around, but his yin and yang eyes were seen nothing. Perhaps the other party had not appeared, so he naturally could not see it.
Chapter completed!
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