Otherworldly Merchant

Zhao Fatty's face suddenly changed and hesitated: “Master Zhang, is there any other way? ”

“Yes.” I swept him and said, "Then let's wait until Shen Wansan finds you in person! If you're lucky enough, maybe I'm right next to you. ”

Zhao Fatty glanced at me and wondered what I meant. He swallowed his spit vigorously: “Is there any danger? ”

“You're like a seriously ill patient right now. If you don't operate, you'll die. It's just a little more sin and a little more time. Of course, surgery is also a certain risk, but you can take charge of your own destiny. You decide how to make a trade-off. ”

Fatty Zhao glanced at the villa again. "'Master Shen won't catch my soul, will he? After all, I went to the Taoist to hurt him. ”

“If he really wanted to hurt you, would you still be alive? Your family's misfortune has nothing to do with Shen Wansan. You should know that if you borrow something, you will lose it.” I explained.

“I'm helping your soul out now. Meet Shen Wansan and talk to him! Seek to gain his understanding and find out what else he wishes for, perhaps with a few minutes to go. ”

Zhao Fatty kept rubbing his hands and spinning them back and forth for several rounds, which made him bite his teeth and stomp his feet: “Yes! I'll try, but Master Zhang, you must..."

He wanted to say that he must be kept safe, but he looked up at my face and hurriedly swallowed the rest of the sentence back.

Fatty Zhao followed me back to the villa and shook his legs as he passed through a hall full of ghosts.

I asked him to take out all the gold money in the pot and pour salt water in it again.

Then I pulled out an invisible needle and pierced his finger, dripping in a few drops of blood.

Zhao Fatty looked at the bloody fingers, his face trembled with trembling flesh. He looked at me with two small eyes. He had the heart to say something, but he didn't dare.

“Don't worry.” While I lit a sandalwood, I comforted him: “The method of transferring souls is only temporary to let your soul know, there is no danger, as long as you return to the body before the incense is extinguished, you will be fine. ”

”Fatty Zhao looked at me with some palpitations: 'That old man Shen...

“He's just a ghost. You'll be a ghost. What can he do to you? Don't worry, I'll be right there. Get up!” I pulled out a spirit charm and threw it in the pot.

Zhao Fatty fell to the ground, and then a phantom stood up from his body and his feet floated. He looked at me suspiciously.

“Your soul has learned something.” I pointed to the basement.

Zhao Fatty looked down and his body was lying on the ground, and he had flown away lightly. It was a little incredible right away.

I pointed to the sandalwood that started to burn, and I told him, "Remember, you only have one incense left. Whatever happens, be sure to come out first. ”

I pointed to the pot filled with salt water, indicating that he could go down.

Zhao Fatty's soul came out anew, couldn't make a sound, arched his hands and punched me, and then drilled into it.

As the soul entered the basin, the water swung a circle of ripples, followed by a series of bloody red bubbles.

At the same time, a black bubble appeared on the other side of the water, and Shen Wansan's soul was shocked.

With a gust of wind, the temperature around the basin suddenly dropped sharply and a layer of white frost condensed on the basin wall.

The incense flame shook a few times at the same time, and the lights flashed a few times in the house, and all of a sudden, they all went out.

I suddenly noticed a cool shade approaching.

As soon as I turned my head, I had to jump. That wrinkled old lady was standing right behind me, and I almost hit her in the face.

In the bright moonlight, the ghosts that were scattered all over the house came in through the door seams, brushing behind me, staring at the pot.

I lit a cigarette and sat next to Fatty Zhao's body!

He is now separated from his soul, the weakest, and if his body is damaged, he cannot return to his position. So, until his soul returns, I'm going to stay close to him in case anything happens.

The bubbles in the basin continue to pour and grow faster and denser.

That group of ghosts all surrounded the past and followed closely the movement in the basin with great concern.

The scene was very strange - a group of ghosts surrounded the bronze basin in a luminous moonlight, unspoilt and dense; beside me lay a completely heartbeat-free body, if someone suddenly broke in, it must have been quite frightened by the scene.

The white frost on the bronze basin is melted and condensed, and the black and red bubbles in the basin continue to rise.

As you can see, Shen Wansan's emotions fluctuated greatly, and I don't know how Zhao Fatty talked to him?

I turned around and looked at the sandalwood, it had burned out half the time, but Zhao Fatty still had no sign of coming back half the time, so I had to get a little anxious.

But his soul is out of touch by now, and I can't help it anymore. I can only pray in secret, but don't forget the time.

The shorter I saw Sandalwood burn, the more anxious I was, and I kept walking around Zhao Fatty's body.

“Aren't you afraid to die? Why don't you come back.” Sandalwood is only an inch long and short. Zhao Fatty's soul has not come out yet. I am eager to pull out a superior spiritual charm.

I can't, I can only force Zhao Fatty's soul out.

Grumbling...

In the meantime, a series of red bubbles swept up on the water, followed by a wave, and a big fat head drilled out of the water.

Finally!

He drilled out of the water like an atmospheric balloon. At first sight, the copper basin was surrounded by dense and numb ghosts. He was staring closely at him. He immediately stunned, and his face stacked with laughter, and he kowtowed.

“Come back to your body, it's too late!” I'm a loud reminder.

Zhao Fatty hurried through the ghosts surrounding him and jumped toward his body.

Soul returned to position, Zhao Fatty took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. My suspended heart just let go.