I have mine in my dream

"Good, good. It's so pretty."

There were constant shouts of approval from the stage.

Li Yu looked at those people blankly. He was somewhat powerlessly lying on the bleachers, unable to move his body.

It wasn't that he couldn't move, he just couldn't accept the fact that he was dead, so his whole body was powerless, as if he was hollowed out.

The magician came over and dragged Li Yu's upper body and dragged him to the lower body to follow him, so that his body was merged into one.

Thus, Li Yu's soul returned to normal.

"Good, good. How wonderful." The applause from the stage got louder.

It seemed that the audience liked this kind of show.

The magician smiled and said, "The ancestral craft, risking his life to perform, just to make a living. All of you who have money to support a money field, no money to support the personal field ah."

So, the audience have thrown money into the stands.

Li fish surprised to find that most of this money is paper money. Mixed with tin foil burned into the yuan treasure.

He looked at the audience on the stage in horror and suddenly realized that these spectators were all dead people.

But weren't they dead people? These people are all wearing birthday suits and gray faces, what are they if not dead people?

Li Yu glanced at the magician beside him and found that his living face was simply painted on.

Just sweating, the magician's makeup blossomed, revealing an ugly corpse.

Li Yu wanted to leave, but then he found that his feet were tied up at some point and could not leave.

The audience on stage had already dispersed.

They went east and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Li Yu suddenly remembered that when he passed by the east just now, he had seen a deserted mound.

Could it be that ...... these people are lonely ghosts from the deserted mound?

Fu medium old man did not go, he had a weird smile on his face.

Li Yu called him: "Can you tell me what this means?"

The old medium ignored Li Yu, but said to the magician with a smile, "The money you owe me, can you give it to me now?"

The magician was silent for a while, and suddenly took out a pile of paper money and handed it to the old man.

The old medium turned out the paper money, then patted Li Yu's shoulder: "Let's go, let's go, let's go with me."

Li Yu's soul stood up from the ground, followed the old man floating away to the distance.

When he was completely away from the stage, Li Yu asked the old medium: "When did I die?"

The old medium looked at Li Yu with a smile: "Don't you know when you died? Do you still need to ask me?"

Li Yu said, "I am very sure, I found you when I was still alive."

The old man said, "If you are willing to do something for me, I can help you."

Li Yu frowned and asked, "What do you want me to do for you?"

The old man who supported the medium shook the paper money in his hand, then handed it to Li Yu: "Look at it first, is there anything special about this paper money, do you have any feelings."

Li Yu took a look before taking it, and soon he found something strange.

This paper money printed on it, not the Jade Emperor, but a strange ghost.

And this ghost suddenly blinked at Li fish, and then grinned.

Li Yu was startled and almost threw the paper money away.

He shoved the paper money back to the old man and said quietly, "What the hell is going on here? There's something wrong with this paper money."

The old medium let out a sound: "Of course it's not right. These paper money, each one of them has a soul imprisoned inside. Now you understand why I am so serious and must let the magician give me fifty dollars, right?"

"Because each piece of money, represents a soul, I earn an extra share of money, it means that I can free one more soul."

Li Yu said, "What is a magician?"

The old medium said, "In your words, it is a demon."

Li Yu froze: "Demon? The magician just now is a demon?"

The old man of mediumship nodded.

Li Yu shook his head: "Impossible, how can a demon person ......"

The old man said: "Demons are bloodthirsty and murderous, brutal like a madman is it? This is your prejudice. That kind of demon people, just the lowest level of demon people."

Li Yu waved his hand: "You wait, you let me think. You just now, did you make a deal with the demon? And then let the demon get away?"

The old man nodded: "Do you think I'm in cahoots with the demons? Not worthy of being a practitioner anymore?"

Li Yu said, "What do you think? I once saw with my own eyes demons brutalize innocent people. When people are alive, they are harmed by demons, and when people die, their souls can't leave."

The old man who supported the medium sighed and looked at Li Yu like an idiot: "I told you, there are many kinds of demons."

"Just like mortals, there are good people and bad people, you see one or two bad people, then you have to kill all of them?"

Li Yu froze.

He was silent for a while and said to the old man who helped the medium, "But this magician kept the soul inside the paper money and intended to kill me with a chainsaw. This demon is also a good person?"

The old medium sighed: "The magician suffered an injustice in his lifetime; he was once a worker and the chainsaw cut him off because of a factory operation error."

"But the family did not get the compensation they deserved. The factory owner fought up and down and managed to get out of it."

"After the magician died, he was upset, and by chance, he learned some cultivation methods, then put his flesh together and became a demon man."

"After becoming a demon man, he still remembered what happened before he was born. He hates people who see money and forget righteousness the most. After meeting these people, he would take out their souls and lock them inside paper money."

"The magician's principle is simple, don't you love money? Then let you be trapped inside the money, it's a good death."

Li fish frowned: "But ...... people just love money, it is not so much to hook the soul out, locked in this, right?"

The old man said, "Yes, that's why I used this way, from his hands to save people, save a count."

Li Yu said, "This way you, a drop in the bucket, not much effect, right?"

The old man who helped the medium said, "I am not able to play much of a role. This is originally the association's business, but now the association ...... I do not know what they are busy with."

The old man shook his head, then shoved the paper money into Li Yu's arms: "Take it. We have to return the souls of these people."

"If they return their souls within seven days, they can still be saved."

Li Yu: "So many souls, how long do we have to return them? Wang Fugui is waiting to save his life."

The old man said with a smile, "It won't take long, it won't take long."

Li Yu always felt that the old man's eyes were a bit odd.