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Chapter 170 Mengqi Appears!

Zhao Shanyu's reaction was quick. She looked like magic in her hand. A fruit knife appeared and shot at the black shadow.

The black shadow didn't move, and the dagger flew over its body and pierced onto the branch.

"The spirit body is a ghost." When I saw that the dagger could not be inserted, I immediately realized that the black shadow standing on the tree was not a human.

As soon as I finished yelling, the black shadow on the tree suddenly pounced on me. At this time, I could only see the black shadow clearly through the street lights of the school. This was a male ghost, without any clothes, his hair was messy, and his skin was blue, just like a blue blood man, but in the blue skin, countless red blood vessels bulged.

She looks like a deformed person, with all her teeth, her forehead protruding, and she looks weird.

The moment the black shadow pounced on him, Zhao Shanyu yelled: "It's Mengqi"

Before I could react, the ghost actually pounced on me. I felt a little cold all over my body, as if a large ball of ice pounced on me.

This deformed man smiled at me and opened his mouth and wanted to bite me.

I don’t know how powerful this Mengqi is, but it is definitely not weak to be ranked 30th in the Hundred Ghosts List. I decisively bit the tip of my tongue, and a long-lost pain came from the tip of my tongue. I opened my mouth and vomited on Mengqi’s face.

Ziz.

"Wang Wang" Mengqi screamed strangely, and her voice was a bit like a dog's barking, but it was not as thick as a dog's barking. Instead, it was a bit sharp and a little harsh.

The blood on the tip of the tongue sprayed on Mengqi's face. The already deformed face was now scalded and rotted by the blood on the tip of the tongue. Just as Mengqi was screaming strangely, Zhao Shanyu next to him took out a yellow talisman and stuck it to Mengqi's forehead. Then Zhao Shanyu said, "Imperial."

With a bang, the Mengqi was bombed out, hit a tree not far away, and fell to the ground.

"Wang Wang" Mengqi climbed up from the ground, then roared twice, and two black shadows appeared on the tree. When I saw that they were two evil ghosts, these two evil ghosts were the souls of the two dead who were discovered this afternoon.

Their eyes had no eyeballs, all white eyes. They were wearing white clothes and rushed towards me and Zhao Shanyu. Just as the two evil ghosts rushed over, Meng Qi looked at me resentfully, turned around and crawled into the grass and ran away.

I originally wanted to chase after me, but the evil ghost was already in front of me. I wiped some blood from the tip of my tongue with my right hand, and slashed the evil ghost that was rushing towards me.

Unexpectedly, I immediately sucked the evil ghost and fell to the ground. The evil ghost was lying on the ground, and the color gradually became brighter and darker, and it was about to lose its soul.

Just kidding, how long has these two evil ghosts become ghosts? In about a day, resentment and other things probably have not been accumulated. If something like the blood of the tongue tip can't even kill such evil ghosts, that would be embarrassing.

I looked at the evil ghost lying on the ground and was beaten to death by me. This evil ghost was the soul of the college student I discovered this afternoon. At this time, she looked at me blankly and kept talking to me with her mouth open, but I couldn't hear the sound.

I lit a cigarette, smoked, and looked at Zhao Shanyu next to me. At this time, Zhao Zhigang's wife Ping Yehong had also been suppressed by Zhao Shanyu with a spell. At this time, she was trembling and could not move.

"This Mengqi is not as strong as I thought." I casually said to Zhao Shanyu.

Zhao Shanyu said: "A ghost like Mengqi is originally a murderer who is ignorant and unconscious, so he is not very good at fighting with us."

"Mengqi is too cowardly. He ran away when he started fighting." I asked Zhao Shanyu next to me: "What should we do now? Fight them to death?"

Zhao Shanyu shook his head: "No, it's too much to kill the ghosts, so it's too harmful to be able to save them."

"How to save me?" I became curious. To be honest, I always thought that at most I would kill the ghost and never save me.

Zhao Shanyu took out his cell phone and actually put out the Great Compassion Mantra.

"Namo Hennada Nadora Yeye"

"Namo Aliyepo Lujie Emperor"

"Shuobonaya Bodhisathabaya"

“Mahasathavaya”

Then Zhao Shanyu put his phone in front of the two ghosts. As the Great Compassion Curse was played, the two ghosts gradually emitted a faint golden light.

"Can the magnification of the compassion mantra be used to save ghosts?" I asked curiously.

Zhao Shanyu nodded: "Although it is the first time I have saved my soul from being saved, the Great Compassion Mantra was written by the Buddhist monk Vanda Damo. It does have the effect of relieving the soul from being saved. The Great Compassion Mantra used by the Taoist priests in Maoshan and Longhushan to save the soul from being saved."

"Maoshan and others also used the Great Compassion Mantra to save the dead souls?" I asked strangely.

"Of course, Maoshan and Longhushan used to advocate eliminating demons and evil spirits. In the past, there would not be many deeds of relieving the dead souls. Most ghosts were directly destroyed by humanity and did not give the opportunity to be reincarnated. However, in modern times, with the popularization of NP-something, Longhushan and Maoshan would play the Great Compassion Mantra to be reborn. You would never expect Maoshan, the Taoist priests of Longhushan, to learn the Great Compassion Mantra to be reborn, right?"

"No, I just feel that Taoist people use Buddhist things to save ghosts and monsters, which is a bit awkward." I smiled.

"Nothing awkward. Anyway, for us cults, Buddhism and Taoism are all the same, they are all false. In comparison, I like Taoism more. The Buddhist monks like to pretend to be silly." Zhao Shanyu held his hands and looked quite indifferent when talking about Buddhism and Taoism. He seemed to have no feelings.

After all, Zhao Shanyu was a cult before. Unlike the three good students who grew up watching Uncle Ying’s movies and have a healthy view of the three. I actually reject Buddhism. First, Buddhism is an alien religion, and I am quite angry. Second, what Buddhism has done in the past two years is not only a big fortune and a monk to get a university diploma, but it is really nothing good. It seems that temples have become tools for making money.

While I was chatting with Zhao Shanyu, the two ghosts had turned golden all over their bodies, and the eyes of these two men returned to their normal appearance.

Zhao Zhigang's wife Ping Yehong actually started crying bitterly at this time.

"Wuwuwu, I'm actually dead, how could I die?" Ping Yehong lay on the ground and cried. The younger woman next to her looked ugly, looking at Zhao Shanyu and me in a daze.

Zhao Shanyu said coldly: "Dust returns to dust and soil. If you die, don't miss it. Go and be reborn with peace of mind."
Chapter completed!
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