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Chapter 6: Yin and Yang Road? [Seeking monthly tickets and investment]

"Captain Lu, please don't talk for now. I want to be quiet."

After Jiang Ming saw the things on the wrist screen that no one else could see, he immediately lost the mood to communicate with Captain Lu.

He immediately returned to his sofa and sat down, staring at his wrist and began to examine it carefully.

[Name: Jiang Ming]

【Age: 31/? ? 】

[Strength Points: 02]

[Occupation: Ghost Rider, (Please do not discriminate against any occupation, there are no useless occupations, only useless people)]

[Master the weirdness: Ghost Eye, sequence ranking (number three), please develop its ability by yourself]

Got it!

It really increased, and it turned out to be two strengthening points.

How to increase it?
Because two people died upstairs.

The last time was also because an old lady died upstairs.

Could it be that dead people will have enhanced points? Should he guard a large hospital?
Jiang Ming felt that things were not that simple and there might be other reasons.

Of course, it is necessary to go out and visit the surrounding hospitals today, because the place with the highest probability of death every day is the hospital.

Just try it and you will know.

In addition, he needs to think about how to use these two reinforcement points.

He is now a ghost tamer, and his life is threatened at any time, so is there any way to make him live longer! ?

He could even perfectly control the power of the strange eye without having to worry about Li Gui reviving and killing him.

First of all, the first thing Jiang Ming thought of was cultivation.

First of all, if there are ghosts in this world, then there is a possibility that there are Taoists in this world.

Then if he was able to practice Taoism, he would naturally be able to learn some techniques and unorthodox methods. There would always be a way for him to control the strange eye in his body, so that he could survive and not die when Li Gui was resurrected one day in the future.

Therefore, in order to survive, from now on, go out to verify how to obtain strengthening points, go to some antique shops, and look for books related to monasticism.

Strengthening points can turn Liuwei Dihuang Pills into a panacea, so there is no reason why they cannot help him strengthen a fake Taoist secret book into a real one.

If it is a real cheat, it would be even more perfect.

Captain Lu saw Jiang Ming staring at his wrist in deep thought, sometimes surprised, sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxed, and sometimes nervous. He was confused and looked at Jiang Ming's left wrist curiously, but saw nothing.

"Hiss, is he really crazy?"

Captain Lu couldn't help but think of Li Ang and made a comparison.

However, he soon thought of Jiang Ming seeing through the ghost old lady's possession and eating Xiaolong's chicken leg, and thought, this should be the quirk of the master? !
At this moment, Jiang Ming put down his arms and stood up suddenly, "Captain Lu, go and do your work. I have to go out for a while and I won't accompany you."

"Ah Ming, have you forgotten what I just said? The Li couple downstairs are dead."

Captain Lu reminded anxiously.

"I know what you want to ask. Are you worried that after the couple dies, they will also become ghosts, and then come back to the building to stroll around after seven days, and by the way, if they see any security guard they don't like, they will kill them directly."

Jiang Ming looked at Captain Lu and said in a serious tone.

"Yes, yes, Amin, that's what I'm talking about."

Captain Lu immediately said excitedly.

"Then there is nothing we can do. If it is a blessing, it will not be a disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided. Instead of bothering me here, you might as well go to Chongguang Mental Hospital and ask Li Ang for help."

Jiang Ming decided to pass the buck and pass the responsibility of Captain Lu to Li Ang, asking him to take these people out to play. He didn't have time to take care of these trivial matters.

"Isn't he a psychopath?"

Captain Lu looked at Jiang Mingdao with a strange expression on his face.

"Whoever said he was insane and whoever ordered him to live in a mental hospital must be insane. Li Ang is a true hermit. Go and ask him for help!"

Jiang Ming looked at Captain Lu seriously. He was a few centimeters taller than the big man, and seriously corrected his wrong thoughts.

Le Ang is a genius, he just can't control his superpowers, which causes his thinking to work a little too fast and makes him look neurotic. In fact, he is really not sick.

After correcting Captain Lu's mistake, Jiang Ming immediately changed his clothes, took his wallet, dragged the still dazed Captain Lu out of the room, slammed the door, and left directly up the stairs.

He refused to take the elevator because it was too dangerous.

Jiang Ming went downstairs in one breath without encountering any danger. He took a taxi and first thought of an old street nearby, where there were often street vendors selling fake antiques and cultural relics, even old editions of picture books, and real color books.

According to Jiang Ming's memory, he had passed by this old street and came here when he was about to buy a color book for his practice and study.

Sure enough, he soon found this place after sorting out the messy memories that he had gained after traveling through time.

The boss was an old man with a mustache, lying on a deck chair with his eyes closed, with a parasol above his head, looking lazy.

Jiang Ming did not call him to join, but began to look around the stall. There were old coins, copper coins, things that looked like silver dollars, as well as bracelets, prayer beads, copper bells used by Taoists, Bagua mirrors, Tai Chi jade pendants, copper coin swords, seals and other things.

But, they are all fake.

Because Jiang Ming secretly used his ghost eyes to observe, he didn't feel anything different.

"The Art of Meditation". Seeing the name of the technique and the yellow cover which looked quite worn, Jiang Ming picked up one and began to read.

There are thousands of methods, so mysterious that it is difficult for wise people to distinguish. Remember not to seek for techniques. Now, if you want to learn the method of health preservation and meditation, Xingyang only has these few words.

Sit or lie down, calm your mind and be harmonious, hold Tai Chi in your hands, close your eyes and look down, think about Dantian, abandon everything, be selfless and without others, and observe in extreme silence, as if you hear the sound of a spring, as if you are bathed in divine light, in the mortal world as if in a fairyland, hear the noise as if you hear the sound of nature, be quiet for a moment, or rest for three moments, follow your heart, look long and far, and feel the mystery. Jiang Ming said nothing, closed the book, and continued to look for other books.

"Record of Health Preservation and Prolonging Life"

Thus, men and women can practice the way to longevity. The method must be secret and should not be passed on unless it is virtuous. It allows both men and women to absorb vitality and nourish their essence and blood. This is not an external method that only absorbs yin and nourishes yang.

...First, you must forget your body and things, then knock your teeth seven times and chant: ...Men should protect the kidneys and consolidate the essence..., and women should protect the heart and nourish the spirit... If you do this for a long time, it will come true naturally, and you will live a long and beautiful life, and it is the way to immortality.

This is not bad, you can buy it and keep it for later use!

Keep checking.

There is actually the "Nine Yang Divine Art". It's so terrifying, so terrifying!

Jiang Ming glanced at the stall owner. He didn't expect that the stall owner not only sold colored books, but also martial arts secrets.

I picked it up casually and opened the first page, which showed the general outline of the exercise:

"Let him be strong as he pleases, the breeze blows over the hills.

He lets him do whatever he wants, and the bright moon shines on the river.

He is cruel to himself, but he is evil to himself, and I am very angry.

The energy sinks into the abyss, and the strength gathers at the root of the mountain. "

Seeing this, Jiang Ming felt his heart pounding. To be honest, if the strengthening points were useful, he could actually practice this. Maybe when his magical power was perfect, he could suppress the revival of the Weird Eye.

You can also buy this back in case of emergency.

Keep reading.

Volume 36 of the Lingbao Wuliangduren Shangjing Dafa says: "The purpose of the Dafa is three-fold: the first is to chant the mantra, the second is to chant the talisman, and the third is to chant the law. The mantra is the secret language of heaven. All the true spirits follow the mantra and call, and they descend with the air.

"Ahem, young man, the thing you want is over there, don't look for it."

The old stall owner finally became impatient and started to remind him, pointing to the upper right corner where there were two large piles of books.

Jiang Ming took a look and then looked away. What use did he have for those books? Was he that kind of person?

Finally, Jiang Ming chose the Nine Yang Manual, the Record of Health Preservation and Life Prolonging, the Lingbao Infinite Sutra for Saving People, the Golden Light Mantra, as well as an eight-diagram mirror, a Tai Chi jade pendant, and a peach wood sword.

"These are just these, three hundred yuan, I'll pack them up and take them away. If you don't sell them, I'll turn around and leave."

Jiang Ming looked at the old man expressionlessly and said.

"Young people nowadays are impetuous and can hardly achieve anything great. Take it."

The old man had just sat up, still wondering how to fool people, but then this kid did this to him.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and took the money handed over by Jiang Ming. He had to open the business!
Fortunately, no one else was interested in this place. The old man took the money and immediately put it in his pocket. He said impatiently, "Take your things and leave immediately. How can you buy things like this? Don't you know what I do? What you bought are antiques, and you only give me such a small amount of money?"

"I know you're an old liar. If you don't want to sell it, give me back the money."

Jiang Ming said immediately.

The old man immediately stopped talking, lay down on the chair and started pretending to be dead.

Jiang Ming took the things he bought and took out a plastic bag from the box next to the boss.

"Want a disc? Any new stock?"

The boss suddenly spoke.

"No, is it really new?"

Jiang Ming suddenly asked curiously.

He's just curious.

"Very new."

The boss said seriously.

Jiang Ming picked and chose in the box, gave the boss a look of contempt, and then left.

What use are these things to a dying person?

In the end, Jiang Ming bought a serving of fried rice with egg at a restaurant in this old street. No, it should be five servings.

I went next door and bought a roast chicken. After eating it, I burped.

Jiang Ming discovered one thing: if he continued like this, he would go bankrupt sooner or later. Was he going to go back to his old ways and continue selling himself?
Of course, even if he really did that one day, his soul would always be pure, and everything was for survival.

We are all just trying to make a living. It's not shameful to live by relying on our own real abilities.

Then, Jiang Ming took a taxi to the nearby Guangming Hospital, which was a hospital that ordinary people could afford. It was not high-end, but it could save lives and heal the wounded. When the low-income people nearby got sick, this was their first choice.

Similarly, patients often die of illness or old age here.

After arriving at the hospital, Jiang Ming went straight into the hospital, went to the fourth floor, found a chair to rest, sat down, and waited patiently.

It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and he decided to return to his residence at four o'clock. There might be something strange going on upstairs tonight, and Li Ang would definitely come as well.

He also needs to go back and study the strengthening points.

"Young man, are you also here to take care of the patient?"

The voice of an old woman interrupted Jiang Ming's thoughts. She was wearing gray pants, a gray coat, and her hair was gray. The most important thing was her face that was both strange and familiar.

Jiang Ming's body stiffened slightly. She was known as the No. 1 Ghost Queen, Long Po. She had scared one or two generations of people. For example, many people born in the 1980s and 1990s had seen her classic screen image, which was really creepy.

(End of this chapter)