"Come" In the dark of night, Meng Fan sat cross-legged on the roof and activated the ghost order.
With a buzzing sound, a faint black ripple enveloped the quiet town.
The ghosts hiding everywhere were instantly summoned and looked up to where Meng Fan was.
However, the human beings did not show any signs of it.
The influence includes some practitioners who are very good at cultivation.
With his eyes closed, Meng Fan once again sensed some light spots, but the number was too small, so he strengthened his cultivation and continued to expand the coverage area until it covered the entire town.
In this process, he not only consumed his cultivation, but also his soul power.
His complexion was a little gloomy, but his body exuded a sharp aura that had a strong deterrent effect on ghosts.
The female ghost stood in the small courtyard and looked at Meng Fan piously.
Worship.
Not long after, ghostly figures emerged from their hiding places.
Some were like geckos, crawling along the ridges of walls and roofs towards where Meng Fan was; Some were like a layer of faint black clouds, drifting towards Meng Fan under the cover of night; Some carried their heads and walked along the street, leaving dark footprints behind them.
Wild dogs and cats hid in corners and shivered.
This scene looks very weird and scary, like a group of ghosts dancing around.
Fortunately, most of the ghosts still maintained considerable restraint, otherwise they would have attracted the attention of other practitioners in the town.
Without exception, these ghosts came to the door of the female ghost's house, worshiped Meng Fan, and left a stack of paper money.
The female ghost stood in front of the door to help Meng Fan collect the paper money.
"Only more than fifty ghosts came, too few."
After the ghost sent the paper money and left, Meng Fan floated down from the roof and accepted the paper money collected by the female ghost.
He also got the names of the ghosts through the paper money, but he frowned very dissatisfied.
The Taomu Sword and the Changsheng Bell faced each other.
The consumption of paper money is very large.
The stack of paper money accumulated by the female ghost over the years can only allow the Taomu Sword and the Immortality Bell to launch an attack, which is far from being able to cope with his plan to enter the Immortality Realm.
He needs more paper money "What kind of monster is this?
He is manipulating ghosts in the middle of the night.
Is this lawless?"
When Meng Fan was depressed, a voice suddenly sounded outside the courtyard door, and then a figure passed by the wall and landed in the courtyard.
Meng Fan's left hand shook, and the black deathly aura spread out, covering his face.
There will be another figure the day after tomorrow.
The recruitment meeting for outer disciples is best kept low-key.
Meng Fan focused his attention on that person.
The man was not very old, in his twenties, and his cultivation level was not high.
He was in the middle stage of Earth Xuan.
He had delicate features.
He looked like a woman at first glance.
His voice sounded a bit shrill.
He was wearing a plain Taoist robe and holding a hand in his hand.
Carrying a shiny sword, he seemed to have a bit of a noble demeanor.
"Haha, there is indeed a problem."
The man glanced at Meng Fan's face shrouded in death aura, and then looked at the female ghost.
He shook the sword in his hand and said sternly with a buzzing sound: "Do you know that this is the territory of the Nanwu sect, so why don't you restrain your hands?"
The words stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking.
Meng Fanyun lifted his foot gently, and the man flew backwards with a pop.
When he landed, he knelt heavily on the ground.
Looking at Meng Fan's face with fear, Meng Fan slowly walked towards the man.
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"Don't come here."
The man held his knees, but couldn't stand up, and said tremblingly, "How dare you be an enemy of the Nanwu Sect?"
Seeing that Meng Fan didn't stop, the man said again: "I am full of righteousness, and I am born to be the mortal enemy of you and other heretics.
If you want to kill me, you'd better do it more simply.
Don't come here."
Meng Fan put his hand on the man's head and said in a hoarse voice: "You are a disciple of the Nanwu Sect."
The man suddenly lost his temper and said tremblingly: "Not yet, I will participate in the recruitment meeting the day after tomorrow, and I will definitely be selected.
If you kill me, it is equivalent to killing a disciple of the Nanwu sect, and they will definitely pursue it. , you will also be in trouble by then."
"Why did you arrest us?"
Meng Fan asked.
"You are causing trouble within the Nanwu sect.
If I arrest you and present you to the recruiting officers, they will definitely recognize me."
"If you can really catch me, they will definitely recognize you."
Meng Fan was amused in his heart, and with a gentle press of his palm, the man rolled his eyes and passed out, then looked at the female ghost.
"You handle it."
"Sir, kill him?"
"It's rare that this man still has some integrity.
Just find a hidden place and throw him away.
When he wakes up, the recruitment meeting will almost start."
The female ghost happily accepted the order, picked up the man and walked out.
When she saw a pigsty that was so smelly, she threw the man into the pigsty.
She looked at the man lying in the pigsty like a dead pig and muttered.
Said: "You are the one who takes care of other people's business, you are really a fool.
I wonder if you can kill even the Immortal Realm?"
“This is a good place” The female ghost was about to go home when a voice suddenly sounded behind her.
She was startled.
She turned around and saw that it was Meng Fan.
She stroked her chest and whispered, "Sir, I was scared to death."
"Where's that map?"
Meng Fan asked the timid female ghost, "Have you sold it?"
"No."
The female ghost took out a map and handed it to Meng Fan, "They don't accept this."
"Very good."
Meng Fan glanced at the map and then put it away, "I'm going out for a day and won't be back until the day after tomorrow.
You should be careful.
It's best not to go out."
"Got it."
The female ghost nodded, and was about to ask Meng Fan what he was doing and if she could help, but Meng Fan disappeared.
Meng Fan naturally went looking for paper money.
There were too few ghosts in the town, and the map clearly marked the locations of graves within a hundred miles of the surrounding area, which was of great use to him.
At this point, his understanding of paper money deepened, as if the paper money knew that he was going to find it.
Tomb, someone specifically gave him a map in advance.
It was amazing that the female ghost hadn't sold the map yet.
Soon, Meng Fan followed the map's guidance and came to the cemetery closest to the town.
In the darkness, there were many graves and overgrown weeds.
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The cool night wind blew, rustling, and there were even broken paper money.
The wind was blowing, and it was a depressing and gloomy scene.
Ordinary people would definitely avoid it when they saw it, but Meng Fan was very excited and wanted to shout: "I'm here to collect the money."
But he still took out the Ghost Order and stood in the center of the cemetery, sending out black ripples.
Ghosts were summoned one after another, either coming from a distance or emerging from the tomb.
After bowing to him, they handed over a stack of paper money that was filled with white smoke.
When Meng Fan collected the money, he had another thought in his mind.
Add some more names.
"It's a bit like collecting protection money."
When Meng Fan left the cemetery, he couldn't help but smile, and then moved to the next cemetery.
At the same time, he was a little afraid of trouble and thought, if those ghosts encountered any trouble in the future, would they really come to look for them?
Let him seek help When Meng Fan arrived at the third cemetery, he encountered some trouble: