After hearing what I said, the blind man hesitated on the other end of the phone and asked, "When will you do it at the latest?"

"The rooster crows for the fifth update."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements." The blind man hung up the phone after he said that.

I was soaked all over. When the night wind blew, I couldn't help but shivered. I quickly opened the car door and went in.

"Lotus in the water, Taishan stone, living ghost blood, cloudy sunflower..."

"Yintiankui!" I took my phone again and found Lao He's number.

When I called, the other party turned off the phone.

I don’t know why, but my mind was surprisingly fast tonight.

Lao He couldn't get through the phone, and after thinking for a moment, he dialed another number.

When the phone was connected, I asked, "How can I contact Jinghai?"

The other party was suffocated, but he quickly replied: "I am now in southern Yunnan, and the master is next to me."

Before I could speak, there was a vague sound of rapid footsteps in the receiver: "Don't hang up, I'll go next door."

"Thank you." I breathed a sigh of relief.

I have to say that talking to smart people is really labor-saving.

Wang Xizhen is undoubtedly a smart person.

Perhaps it is the instinct of a doctor. When encountering the current situation, all I can think of is how to save people the fastest and most effective way.

The goatee said that as long as you find those things, you can save his ghost life.

Among them, the lotus in the water, the stones of Mount Tai, and even the blood of the living ghost are not difficult to understand.

The key is Yuntiankui, I don’t know what it is.

I can only ask the older generation about unknown things in this industry.

The first thing I thought of was Lao He, but I couldn't contact this old fan of finance, so I thought of Jinghai.

Although Monk Jinghai is a monster, he is undoubtedly apart from Lao He... and even in some things, I feel that he is more reliable than Lao He.

I have never seen Jinghai use his mobile phone, and without his contact information, the only thing I can think of is Wang Xizhen, who is extremely admiring to him.

I don't know exactly what Wang Xizhen is.

However, it turns out that my logical thinking is not wrong.

After hearing the noise, Wang Xizhen was obviously already in bed.

He didn't ask much, but immediately after receiving the call, he immediately decided that it was absolutely extraordinary that I called him in the middle of the night. Then he made the most efficient feedback at the fastest speed.

It can only be said that anyone's success is by no means accidental.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jinghai's shrill voice came from the receiver. It sounded that the old monk was not asleep yet.

"Master, I have a question to ask you what is Yintiankui?" I asked directly.

After a pause on the other end of the phone, Jinghai replied directly: "Tiankui is a period, a woman's menstrual blood; Yintiankui is the aunt of a woman's birthday in the Yin year, Yin month, Yin day!"

"Yin year, yin month, yin day..."

My heart moved, and I tilted my head to hold my cell phone and sent the car.

"Hey, I just remembered it here, why did you suddenly change your words and call me Master?" Jinghai said sarcastically, "Is this a problem?"

"yes!"

"yes!"

An equally decisive voice rang in my ears.

I looked at the co-pilot and no longer cared about this stupid beard who met me from the cemetery.

While turning the steering wheel, I asked Jinghai: "The ghost is seriously injured, how can I save it?"

The other end of the phone was silent for about ten seconds, and then Jinghai said exaggeratedly:

"Oh, I know you are evil, but you can't be so evil, right? Even the dead ghosts need to be saved? I also need to use Yintiankui? Hey, besides Yintiankui, do you also need to find the location of Taishan Stone Town and ask the lotus in the water to cover the sky light?"

I was stunned, "Yes!"

I feel that I have really found the right thing to look for Jinghai. Although Lao Ya is a monster, no one can deny it. In a certain field, his miscellaneous knowledge is definitely beyond most people.

I was about to ask him again, if you really want to use these things to save people... to save ghosts, what should you pay attention to, but when the old monk suddenly raised his voice and asked, "Who is by your side?"

I was stunned and looked at the silly bearded man in the passenger seat again, "I am an irrelevant person..."

"He is an irrelevant person." The bearded man turned his head to the right and followed suit.

I smiled bitterly and shook my head. Just as I was about to continue, Jinghai screamed on the other end of the phone: "Come out of the car!"

"What?"

"There is no one around you! Hurry him out of the car... Otherwise, you can just use your ruthless moves and destroy him!" Jinghai became more and more anxious and his voice became a little shrill.

"Why...what does it mean?" I became more and more confused.

Subconsciously, he looked at the co-pilot again, but his whole body trembled and almost couldn't hold the steering wheel.

The silly bearded man who was sitting in the passenger seat with me as he got into the car, but now he disappeared!

"Hey? Hey?!" Jinghai said anxiously, "Where are people? You're replying!"

"I'm..." I couldn't help but suck.

Damn it, a ghost guy who can't see a ghost... am I trying to die?!

The stupid bearded man is not a human being!

I was already anxious and messy, but Jinghai's next words made my heart fall, and I almost collapsed.

"Boy, listen! If I guess correctly, you will be unable to protect yourself now! You are being haunted by ghosts!"

At first I heard that I was 'being entangled by ghosts', but then I heard Jinghai's voice even more urgent: "That's not an ordinary ghost, that's a painter! The painter is following you, imitating you and drawing you! When he draws you, you will die!"

If Jinghai called me or if I hadn't had any previous experience, I would definitely think Jinghai was talking nonsense.

But at this moment, after hearing Jinghai's seemingly nonsensical words, my hair was covered in cold air.

I thought tonight's experience was absurd.

But when you think about it carefully, the experience of this night was full of bizarre thrillers.

Let Zhao Qi not say anything.

Let’s not talk about the old goatee, who is worthy of the night ghost...

My original intention of copying the tombstone was to find the so-called painter I don’t know.

The painter didn't find it, but he found a fool.

This fool started to imitate my words and deeds from the moment he met. He was so stupid that he couldn't be foolish anymore.

But Jinghai told me: What I think is a fool is actually a ghost who can kill human life!

Monk Jinghai usually talks a lot of nonsense, but he can always grasp the key points at critical moments.

He seemed to have judged something from my reaction, and before I could speak, he rushed to say, "Don't talk!"

"Listen to me, if you want your life, don't talk!"

"Remember, it's hard to draw bones when you are entangled by a painter... If you are entangled with a painter, you must not talk too much. Otherwise, when he becomes you... when he draws you, your soul will be hooked away and you will die!"

"What...what are you talking about?" An inexplicable terror spread to my whole body. I couldn't help but panting, and at the same time I instinctively looked at the co-pilot again.

With just this glance, I was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!