After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

There are some rickety wild graves on the mountain. After the supernatural recovery, the incense of the Wong Tai Sin Temple in Bijia Mountain has been very strong for a while. The nearby residents are superstitious. Some people who raise ghosts secretly bury their ashes here after they die, and set up a simple small monument as their family grave.

In the past, special management personnel cleaned up these illegal private graves on time every year, but after the Yellow River disaster, no one dared to come near the Wong Tai Sin Temple, leaving many fish that slipped through the net.

It had just rained, and it was full moon again, the mountains were shining brightly under the bright moonlight, Wu Rong looked in the direction Bai Gu pointed. I clearly saw a group of white shadows dangling, floating from the dense forest, just like the feeling of wearing a white sheet to pretend to be a ghost when I was a child, but the white shadow was the kind of floating that didn't touch the ground. The forests in the mountains are lush, and the white shadows are indistinct, becoming more and more infiltrating.

From the position of the Wong Tai Sin Shrine, one can vaguely see that white shadow drifting towards a wild grave with a tombstone.

"It, what is it doing?"

Having just drank Wu Rong's blood, although the yellow-haired man who finds everything novel is still a little scared, but with Wu Rong and Bai Gu beside him, he is more curious to look at the group of illusory white ghosts, whispering Said: "Why does it float to the grave, is it going home?"

"no."

Wu Rong shook her head lightly: "Its target is us."

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, the white shadow crossed the graveyard and flew towards the three of them. I have to say that this scene is indeed a bit scary. Especially through that layer of hazy white, one can vaguely see the black shadow of a skeleton below, with creepy dots of scarlet pus and yellow, and one can hear the scalp-tingling noise coming from the white ghost. The piercing sound was like sharp nails scratching bones.

Huang Mao, whose psychological quality is not good enough, has white sweat all over his back. Seeing that Bai Gu and Wu Rong stood there blankly as if they were completely unresponsive, he gritted his teeth and stiffened in the heart that he could not lose face. At this time, in the extremely quiet and stuffy environment, suddenly there was a series of abrupt and loud 'dididi' sounds, the yellow hair could see clearly, and a mass of white slowly climbed up Wu Rong's shoulder.

Huangmao: "Ah—!!"

He was so frightened that he rolled his eyes and almost passed out, and Bai Gu next to him couldn't see and pushed him, Huang Mao came back to his senses, and found that the ball floating on Wu Rong's shoulder was a live broadcast paper figurine——斗鬼平台 Support Wu Rong, set up a popular science column for him [At 3 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Rong will show you ghosts]. I was too busy today, I forgot to ask for leave, and the live broadcast room opened at 3 o'clock in the morning.

Fans who waited for Wu Rong to start the live broadcast rushed in. Even at 3 o'clock in the morning, which is an anti-human time point, there are still many night devils waiting to watch the live broadcast for excitement. people.

[Who the **** is screaming? I was so scared that my white hair sweated, was it so exciting when I first came in? Where is the anchor, why are there dark plants everywhere? 】

[Scared me to death, woo woo, wrap my little quilt tightly, what the **** is the anchor trying to popularize science, old corpse from the mountain? 】

【Didn't you see that white ghost thing! Ahhhhh! It floats over! 】

[Fuck me, did I finally see the scene! How the anchor is going to deal with it, slash it with a knife or let the dog bite it, can I expect to stimulate the battlefield! 】

[Shouldn't the host be advised to run away quickly?! What kind of crazy people are there above, three o'clock in the morning, on the mountain, ghosts, why don't you run away and wait for your life! 】

[I don’t understand this before, and I don’t even look at who our anchor is, can we compare with those soft-legged shrimps! Come on Rongrong, I support you! 】

User Rongrong Izhuan threw twenty bazookas.

[Krypton, it’s Krypton who has appeared again! Krypton, you love Rong Rong the most, right? I do too! 】

【Me too! 】

[My brother, my sister, my brother, my ghost is the same! 】

"This is an unformed baby spirit."

Wu Rong also forgot about the live broadcast, since it was on, he didn't bother to turn it off. But Wu Rong was very reticent, and he didn't have any words after he said this sentence, which caused the audience in the live broadcast room who were still eagerly waiting for his explanation to be stunned and sent out a series of question marks.

【and then? ? 】

[No, no, no, is there still someone who doesn't know this? 】

[What else is there? Then, the anchor will tell you that this is an unformed baby spirit, and there is nothing you don’t understand. If you don’t understand, you can check Baidu yourself. You only need to eat with your hands. 】

[Rongrong actually said eight words in the first sentence today, what a great start! 】

"The unformed baby spirit is a baby who died due to some reasons before birth. Some months old, after the abortion, it will become a baby spirit. Because he was not really born, his spirit body is weak and incomplete, so he will appear This form of mist, either white or black."

I don't know who Wu Rong was talking to, but the white gun who was still studying the little paper figurine on his shoulder was kicked by Huang Mao's elbow, and when he looked back, he winked and winked, desperately hinting. Bai Gu is so smart, he understood Huang Mao's meaning after turning his head around, tentatively explained a few words about the unformed baby spirit, seeing Wu Rong nod his head, he relaxed his anxiety, and continued to explain:

"Because unformed baby spirits are weak and difficult to reincarnate, the masters in Thailand, Myanmar and other places may put them into dolls or amulets to make Gumantong Gumanli, and those who invite them home They will be enshrined, so that the infant spirits can reincarnate after they have cultivated enough merit, and the infant spirits will also reward the worshipers and fulfill their wishes."

The barrage in the live broadcast subsided, and Huang Mao was secretly relieved, complaining inwardly. I don't know who came up with the bad idea of ​​letting Wu Rong do science popularization, but the "combat/adventure section anchor" he originally submitted was rejected. Is this a reward or an embarrassment? And the rhythmic ones in the barrage just now, I have to ask someone to check some other day, is there someone who is jealous of Wu Rong's treatment when he first arrived, and made him trip up.

Here, Huang Mao is worried about Wu Rong's live broadcasting career, and he can't stop thinking about conspiracy theories. Here is Bai Gu's supplementary explanation. The flow of people sent Wu Rong directly to the homepage, and countless people speculated on what Wu Rong was going to do.

[Baby spirits are so pitiful, will the anchor save them? 】

[Fool, if you want to watch super speed, why don't you just go to the Tianshi live broadcast room? Look at what kind of live broadcast room the anchor is. Hurry up and **** him! 】

【I don't think this baby spirit has any good intentions. It is wandering in the mountains in the middle of the night. It thinks it is Nie Xiaoqian. 】

[When I hear Gumantong, my scalp tingles, but there are still many people raising evil infant spirits, the anchor is not going to provoke people! 】

The baby spirit drifted closer and closer, and finally stopped a few meters away. Although it was a white mass and couldn't see the facial features clearly, Wu Rong could feel that it was staring at him. Suddenly, a sharp paper knife appeared in the thick white mist—the unformed spirit body cannot touch the murder weapon, and it will cause damage to itself. But even paper knives can still exert extremely powerful power after being specially treated and controlled by the infant spirit.

Boom!

A big tree next to Ying Ling was chopped off by a paper knife, and many small trees died during the fall, and they all fell in Wu Rong's direction. The dense branches and leaves were almost in front of Wu Rong's shoes, splashing a muddy water. The visitor was not kind, so Wu Rong narrowed his left eye slightly, and with his ghostly eyes, he saw a pale and frightening baby's face in the white mist, full of resentment and hostility, staring at him like a threat.

It is different from ordinary unformed baby spirits. It has a strong ghostly aura, and strands of golden light are mixed in the soul body. It has been enshrined for a long time, so it is not easy to deal with!

Shua la la - shua la la la -

The white jade tube around his waist trembled slightly, as if a ball was rolling inside, accompanied by the sound of bubbling liquid. Wu Rong thoughtfully pulled out the jade tube, opened it, and saw that in the tumbling white gypsum liquid, the black mist-shaped baby spirit caught by the human-faced scorpion in the subway station was struggling eagerly, trying to escape. It was like going out, but Yangjin Zhuolma hugged him tightly by his forelegs, and he couldn't break free.

It is also an unformed infant spirit. Could it be that as Bai Gu said, the two groups of infant spirits were raised by others. After finding that the black group was lost, they sent the white group to search for it and summon it, hoping to use the white infant spirit to intimidate them. He, and then took the black baby spirit away?

Wu Rong didn't intend to kill Hei Yingling at all, if the other party approached him politely and said, Wu Rong is not a big villain. But sending other baby spirits to threaten and intimidate? That is to say, Wu Rong and Bai Gu are not afraid. If it was an ordinary person like Huang Mao, he would have been frightened and passed out long ago. According to the rules of raising ghosts, this kind of sending ghosts to the door can already be counted as a competition.

"your friend?"

Wu Rong knocked on the white jade stone tube, feeling the danger, the black baby spirit didn't dare to move, and sank to the bottom of the gypsum liquid obediently.

"Go." 【Sanskrit】

After the Gu seeds were washed with purified rootless water, their minds were more connected with Wu Rong's, and their ability to control insects was also enhanced a lot. With Wu Rong's order, Yangjin Zhuoma flew out of the white jade tube like a bolt of white lightning, and returned to Wu Rong's side in the blink of an eye. The white baby spirit was rubbed into a ball and hugged by it, not to mention the paper knife, the grimace was wiped out, and Yangjin Zhuoma threw it into the white jade tube under Wu Rong's signal.

Good friends will of course live together.

The two infant spirits were all captured by Wu Rong. If the person behind him really valued the infant spirits, he should be in a hurry now.

With a click, Wu Rong buckled the white jade tube and put it at his waist. The entire process of collecting ghosts took only a few seconds, and the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned, completely unaware of what happened just now! Huangmao's eyes shone brightly, looking at Wu Rong adoringly. Bai Gu did not know when to release a few Gu slaves and let them take back the paper knife. Thinking about finding the root cause and cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots, saving waves of people from causing trouble to Wu Rong.

Or did Wu Rong do it on purpose?

Bai Gu was thoughtful, watching the yellow hair snapping from the air and grabbing a black and white mosquito. Wu Rong handed the drop of blood washed off the Gu seed to Huang Mao. Wu Rong's own soul is special, and there are Gu species and big ghosts, and the blood is extremely dark, which can change a person's physique. Originally, changing one's physique is a very painful and difficult thing, and ordinary people have to risk their life and death.

But Wu Rong fed Huang Mao meat and bones made of wood essence, not to mention the danger, Huang Mao endured the drop of blood perfectly, and his physical fitness has also been greatly improved. The ability of the Gu worm, looking at the yellow-haired foolishly happy, controlling the mosquito to dance the horoscope dance in the air, to be honest, Bai Gu is a little jealous.

Even if drinking Wu Rong's blood is equivalent to signing a blood contract, he can no longer betray another heart, and Wu Rong controls his life and death, but Bai Gu still feels that Huang Mao has made a lot of money, and at the same time his heart is becoming more and more vigilant.

Maybe Wu Rong was testing them. Otherwise, why wouldn't a big villain like Wu Rong, who has both black and white ways, kill the ghost babies and keep them with him, waiting for trouble to come to him. Huangmao has just gained strength now, and his thinking has not yet changed, so he needs to practice. Bai Gu himself just came from Miaojiang, so he failed to show his strength.

Wu Rong is testing them!

Putting himself in the shoes of others, Bai Gu put himself in Wu Rong's place, and was immediately aware of Wu Rong's true intentions. The Jieyang Stone Gambling Conference was full of good and bad people, and all kinds of strong and talented people came out in large numbers. If they can't show their strength, why can they stay by Wu Rong's side!

I will definitely pass the test.

Bai Gu was full of fighting spirit, seeing that Huang Mao hadn't realized it yet, he was foolishly playing with mosquitoes over there. The idea of ​​seizing the opportunity or giving priority to developing teammates turned around in his mind, and finally Bai Gu decided to join forces with Huang Mao first, and the two worked together to firmly hold the position next to Wu Rong. Finding an excuse, he pulled Huangmao aside, nodded inscrutably, and said Huangmao was stunned for a while, with a face full of "What?" "What?" "Really!"

In the end, he hesitated, saying nothing, "Brother Rong won't do this, I have nothing to test, he also knows my virtue. Cousin, you think too much, brother Rong is yours." dear cousin."

Killed my cousin in my previous life!

Shuzi can't conspire with him!

Bai Gu was about to die of anger, but now Huang Mao was the best partner, he held his breath, broke it apart, crushed it, and continued to teach Huang Mao the thick and black science.

Over there, Wu Rong didn't bother to care about what the two of them were muttering, so he watched the "Notes on Raising Ghosts for the Disabled" by the light of the Resentment Fire Soul Lamp while playing the live broadcast for hours. The camera lens of the little paper man pointed to the nest of weasels.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't complain at all, they were so happy!

[Fuck, beauty in uniform! This **** body is so good, it's really big, it's so white, I'm talking about her eyes and butt, no, the skin, it's so beautiful! 】

[Miss jk, I can do it, girls are simply treasures in the world! 】

[Calm down above, don't forget that the anchor is in the wild mountains, where did he find so many beauties for you, maybe there are all ugly ghosts behind them]

[I don't mind, I can rush anything! 】

[The previous one made me laugh so hard, why are you pretending to be a big-nosed elephant? Haven't you seen a third-level ghost movie? Does Meigui have a high-quality anchor here, and it’s good to relieve the greedy eyes! 】

[The white-haired young lady! Ah I'm dead, it's so beautiful woo woo woo. 】

[The anchor won't raise a brood of fox spirits, or snake spirits? I am really convinced that it looks so good, the anchor is really a person who can enjoy it! 】

[I'm so tired of showing me beauties in the middle of the night, do you dare the anchor to be exciting all the time? 】

Wu Rong closed the notebook, closed his eyes and recalled the content of the notebook he had just read. Su Xiaomi did have a way of caring for disabled ghosts. He took notes from the very basics, and one of them was how to cultivate a tacit understanding between ghosts and himself. Let Wu Rong read it again and again.

Due to physical reasons, disabled ghosts may not be able to communicate well, and unlike ordinary ghosts, they cannot cultivate a tacit understanding with the ghost breeder in battle. The disabled ghost raised by Su Xiaomi is his older brother. In order to communicate with his weak brother, Su Xiaomi worked hard and finally thought of a way.

‘It’s like a chronically ill person who can’t eat big fish and meat all at once, but has to rely on well-digested soup and porridge to take care of his body first. Cultivating tacit understanding with disabled ghosts must also be done step by step. Starting from fighting against weak ghosts, try to sense each other's emotions with sincerity and love. '

Wu Rong thought it made sense. The Gu species can now conceal the aura on his body, and will no longer leak Yin Qi and ghost Qi like before. Wu Rong snuffed out the Resentment Fire Soul Lamp, placed the bamboo tubes filled with purified rootless water one by one in front of him, restraining his breath.

Although Wu Rong drank all the three tubes of purified rootless water when washing the Gu seeds, but he didn't drink it clean, and left a bottom. As soon as the pure breath that concealed the rootless water was gone, the fragrance wafted away. Wu Rong didn't think it was enough, he took both the hanged ghost and the ghost doll with him when he went out this time. At this moment, Wu Rong ordered the hanged ghost and the ghost doll to take a bamboo tube and sneak into the wild forest to attract wild ghosts.

The wild ghosts on the mountain should be weak enough.

It can't be too much or too strong, otherwise it will be like the Tiankeng time, purely fighting with big ghosts, there is no communication between one person and one ghost.

After a while, a pale ghost was attracted by the purified rootless water, and crawled over from the ground like a lizard.

Wu Rong took advantage of the situation and asked the little paper figurine to pat over there, sending the audience who were admiring the 'beauty' to hell. He didn't forget that he was a popular science anchor, so he stood up and flexed his wrist, and his left hand turned into a ghost hand.

"This is a starving ghost, the weak point is in the throat."

Wu Rong said, a white light fell from his hands and paws, and the starved ghost disappeared in thin air.

"This is a ghost, the weakness lies in the eyes."

It's a matter of clapping hands again. These little ghosts are far worse than Tiankeng. I still remember that Wu Rong was almost killed by a starving ghost when he was just reborn. Now he is as full as a dragon-slaying knife when fighting ghosts of this level. It's the same as super tuba massacring Novice Village. After killing the two ghosts and confirming that there was no threat, Wu Rong put all his attention on cultivating tacit understanding between Li and the big ghost, and talked to the audience from time to time.

"This is a ghost maggot, and its weakness is the black spot in the third link"

"Money ghost, the weakness is..."

"Mountain ghost, the weakness is..."

Although Bijia Mountain is in the eastern suburbs of Chaozhou, it is close to the edge of the ghost domain, and there are many ghosts bred by Yin Qi. But there are many temples in Chaozhou, and you can see Bogong Temple Earth Temple everywhere. The incense is strong, and the ghosts dare not go down, so they can only stay on the mountain. The fragrance of the purified rootless water is all drawn out. At first glance, there are many. Wu Rong was quick and ruthless in killing ghosts, killing one and reporting his name, countless audiences screamed with this casual and handsome attitude.

[The anchor is awesome! ! One more, one more! 】

【Upstream! 】

[I've never seen so many ghosts in my life, it's so exciting, so cool! 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[What's the point, you guys haven't seen the world, aren't they all little devils, and they're not strong. 】

【Are you an idiot in front of you? Check out what channel this is. If you want to see the host fighting the big ghost, turn left to the battle zone, don’t come to our popular science zone to fart]

[The anchor introduces common ghosts on the edge of the safe zone, and also carefully explains their weaknesses. Go and see how there is any anchor on the entire platform who is as selfless as him! 】

[Laughing, penguin meat. The anchor continues to rush, ignore those idiots! 】

[The small hill is so scary, I didn't even know there were so many ghosts in the safe zone! 】

Wu Rong killed until the sky turned pale, and he was always carefully searching for the consciousness of the big ghost. Taking the focus away from the battle and onto the ghost has never felt like it before. Wu Rong could clearly perceive every movement of the ghost's hand, and analyze the big ghost's emotions from it. Gradually, he no longer deliberately sensed it, but entered a mysterious state, heartily, the ghost hand really merged with him, like an arm commanding.

Only when there was no ghost in front of him suddenly, Wu Rong woke up from this mysterious feeling. Even though he had killed the ghost all night, he didn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, he was more energetic, with boundless strength all over his body. This kind of state can be encountered but not sought after. Wu Rong has a premonition that if he falls into a dream again, he will be able to clearly sense which is the big ghost.

Wu Rong killed it with ease, and the audience in the live broadcast room also had a great time watching it. It was a miracle that there were still millions of viewers in Wu Rong's studio throughout the night.

【Is this killing me? 】

【The counting king is dead】

[Roughly calculating that the anchor killed hundreds of ghosts this night, the anchor is awesome! 】

【Anchor, look, there are ghosts coming again! 】

The hanged ghost and the ghost baby successfully completed the bait task, and their legs trembled in fright due to the killing intent on Wu Rong's body. They returned to his side with low eyebrows and knelt down in front of Wu Rong.

The audience in the live broadcast room lost their composure for a moment and sent out rows of question marks.

[Caught off guard! 】

[Fuck? ? ? This is your ghost? ? ? 】

【How is this going? ! 】

[Killing and killing, why did my own ghost come out, and there are two? ? 】

[You are wrong! 】

[The annoying anchor has followed me, I want to take another look at Miss Sister! Give me another look at Miss Sister and I will forgive you! 】

Young lady?

Wu Rong turned the perspective of the live broadcast to the weasels. It was already dawn, and the round light technique was no longer effective. One second, there were all kinds of beauties who were posing and posing, and the next moment, they turned into living rats. They all showed their original shapes, all with small round eyes and round ears, and yellow all over their bodies. weasel.

Barrages:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

The anchor has no heart!

Wu Rong didn't watch the 'victims' wailing all over the place, ruthlessly broadcasting, calling Huang Mao and Bai Gu.

"time to go."

"Aww!"

With a frightening weasel cry, Wu Rong looked down and saw all kinds of gold rings, bracelets, earrings, pendants and the like piled up at his feet, there were even a few pieces of gold with weasel teeth marks, a few bank cards, almost Heaped up into hills. It seems that this litter of weasels has accumulated all of them. The white-haired old weasel barked twice more courteously and pleaded, took the weasel cub that hadn't fully grown its milk hair yet, and put it on the top of the Jinshan Mountain, and begged Wu Rong twice more.

"Hawk?"

The little weasel's cry was sharp and soft, similar to that of a bird cub. He didn't understand the situation, and squatted nervously on the golden mountain, not daring to move. He timidly looked at the clan rats, then looked at Wu Rong, and was scared to the ground at one glance. Yes, trembling. This little ground squirrel is very good-looking, with a tuft of white hair on its forehead and very agile black eyes.

"Hiss, this is Huang Daxian marrying a cub."

Huang Mao gasped, obviously he had heard of this posture before, and hurriedly told Wu Rong: "It is said that Huang Daxian has a spirituality, and can tell which family is prosperous, and he will send the best cub in the clan to foster care." , Luckily, they will send things to the head of the household every year, money for money, and food for food, and they will try their best to fulfill whatever the head of the household wishes, as a token of gratitude.”

Talking about Huangmao makes you proud, after all, this kind of thing only happens in legends, who would have thought that Brother Rong would actually be attracted to him. This shows that Brother Rong is blessed, at least it is a good sign!

But Wu Rong saw something in the pile of money and belongings, he frowned, squatted down and picked up the necklace pendant on the surface, and took a look.

It was a knee bell!