Chapter 4, The Old Unlucky Guy Yunming turned on his mobile phone. After turning it off for a day, he turned it on again and found that there was less than 5% battery left."Brother, do you have a charger?" Yunming raised his head and asked. "What a coincidence! I just happened to bring a power bank with me." The taxi driver took out a square box from his pocket, with four charging cables connected to the box. This is a very convenient power bank that can be connected to all brands of mobile phones on the market. Yunming took the power bank, looked at the plug, compared it, and then charged it. There was a signal at this time, and Li Ze received several text messages in his mobile phone address book. But most of them are ads. "This brother is in a pretty miserable situation." Yun Ming logged out of Li Ze's account, and then logged into his own account which he had not logged into for nearly two years.
"Brother, you are going to die too. It is better to keep the money in your bank card with me instead of in the bank." Yunming transferred all the money in Li Ze’s mobile phone to his own account. A few tens of thousands of dollars is not a lot, but not a little either. It’s a pity that when the spiritual power is fully revived, money becomes a piece of waste paper. On the other side, the taxi driver looked at Yunming's white hair in the rearview mirror and wanted to say something, but was too embarrassed to do so. Gray hair is generally a symbol of old age. Having fewer gray hairs at a young age seems like some kind of defect. If you raise this issue, it may touch someone's sore spot. Yun Ming raised his head slightly and saw the hesitant expression on the taxi driver's face through the rearview mirror in front of him. "What's wrong, driver? You look constipated." The taxi driver's mouth twitched instantly. "It's just my little brother. You look quite unique with your white hair." Yun Ming stretched out his hand and touched his head. His originally black hair turned pale because he controlled the ghost finger that could absorb life force. It looks handsome, but it is actually a symbol of the fading vitality. "Well! This is a disease. If I don't get treatment for this disease, I will be dead in a year at most." Yun Ming said very calmly. The resurrection of evil spirits can be as fatal as horrible diseases, and ordinary people are unaware of the existence of ghosts. Therefore, using illness instead of the resurrection of evil spirits makes it easier for others to understand. Most ghost riders only live for a year.
He Yunming knew that if he didn't control the second ghost by then, then it would be just as he said, it would be the end of him. "Uh, sorry." During the whole journey, the driver didn't say another word. Soon Yunming arrived in the city. This is Daxia City. A very prosperous city. The person in charge here will become the captain in the future. Become a captain who has not returned as a jungler yet. Shen Lin, a captain-level ghost rider, is an outlier. The controlled ghost can invade the memory and can also restart through the memory. However, later, while resolving the Ghost Lake incident, he was invaded by Ghost Lake and subsequently went offline, with his life or death unknown. The taxi stopped near the street, Yunming got out of the taxi and took out a red banknote. The driver took the money and seemed to be hesitant to speak. "Driver, don't be too stressed. I've already made preparations." Finally, the taxi driver stepped on the accelerator and drove away. Yunming looked at the taxi going away. “There are still many good people in this world!” The next place Yun Ming was going to was the Taoist temple where he was registered, Qingyang Temple. Qingyang Temple is a Taoist temple and also a cultural relic. Inherited from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it has a history of nearly 500 years. During these 500 years, this Taoist temple has been dilapidated and prosperous. Every time it is rebuilt, the name Qingyang Temple will be retained. It is not easy to arrive safely at this modern Taoist temple. It is now one of the cultural heritages that are key protected by the state. After Yunming passed the Taoist exam, he became a registered priest in this Taoist temple. In other words, his identity is a young Taoist priest in Qingyang Temple. If you have nowhere to go or are hungry, you can come to Qingyang Temple for a meal. Arriving at Qingyang Temple, Yunming stood in front of the long and high stairs. In fact, he didn't want to go in.
Because he suspected that the Qingyang Temple was actually an ancient mysterious place. Just like the Caesar Hotel, Mingyue Community, Taiping Town... these mysterious places. Such mysterious places often have countless evil spirits, some of which may be S-level or even higher. "What are you thinking about? This place is not mentioned in the original novel, but there are ancient buildings that seal powerful evil spirits, such as the Hongfa Temple that seals the Lord of the Ghost Eye." Yun Ming unconsciously thought of the most unsolvable evil spirit in Yang Jian's hands. Ghost eyes. Ten levels of ghost realms, infinite restarts, connecting the past and the future. This was the first evil ghost Yang Jian encountered. It is also a very terrifying ghost. The original owner of this ghost eye, the Master of the Ghost Eye, was nailed to death in Hongfa Temple by the coffin nails. It’s just that Buddha is a person who digs a hole but doesn’t bury it. This hole has not been filled yet. No one knew where the Lord of the Ghost Eyes had gone until the end of the story. A single ghost eye is so terrifying, let alone the master of the ghost eye who controls the ghost eye. "I can't believe I'm so unlucky that the Taoist temple I'm registered in happens to be a spiritual place." Yun Ming raised his foot and stepped onto the stairs of Qingyang Temple. He had only been to this Taoist temple once, where he registered and stored some of his belongings. He was still an ordinary person at that time. People walked on the wide steps from time to time. This Taoist temple is quite popular and attracts many tourists. When we arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple, we saw a huge incense burner filled with incense. Several tourists were kneeling on cushions and worshipping. "arrive!" Yun Ming couldn't help but smile as he looked at the magnificent gate in front of him. Next, food was taken care of. All in all, I haven't eaten for almost the whole morning. Yun Ming rubbed his stomach, his mind wandering. There were several Taoist boys sweeping the floor at the gate of Qingyang Temple. It was unclear whether the pilgrims who came in an endless stream were worshipping gods or fulfilling their desires. On the path next to the Taoist temple, there are many Taoists setting up stalls to tell fortunes.
Even Taoist priests need money. Although fortune-telling is fake, saying a few nice words can always please people and get a good price in the end. The so-called fortune-telling is nothing more than buying peace of mind. Yun Ming raised his leg and walked towards the gate of Qingyang Temple. His Taoist robe is easy to recognize, as it is the Taoist robe worn by disciples in Qingyang Temple. But just as Yun Ming stepped into Qingyang Temple, his vision suddenly went dark. The world turned upside down and space shifted. A strong feeling of discomfort instantly filled Yunming's brain. "I'm really screwed. This can't really be a haunted place! Am I delivering the goods to your door?" Yunming is such an unlucky guy. (End of this chapter)