Chapter 19

On hearing what Zhang Haoran wanted to take manager Liu to hell, manager Liu was so scared that he burst into tears and sat on the ground like a mourner.

"Don't cry, manager Liu." Zhang Haoran sneered, "you are the manager of Longteng Hotel, not so fragile."

Lao Liu, listening to Zhang Haoran's ridicule, retreated while crying. His face was extremely frightened and uneasy. He didn't stop until he touched the wall.

"Little brother, can you really make ghosts appear?" Xu Rongsheng had never seen a ghost before. He was very curious to see that Zhang Haoran could make a ghost appear, and his fear of ghosts was greatly reduced.

Xiao Mo is not so afraid. He is full of blood. With Zhang Haoran, he wants to see what the ghost looks like.

"No problem."

Zhang Haoran nodded and his expression changed. He was serious and focused on inspecting the ceiling.

Later, Zhang Haoran drank violently.

"Man follows the earth, the earth follows the heaven, the heaven follows the Tao, the Tao follows the nature, yin and yang are limitless and present!"

Zhang Haoran's eyes changed, and the dark pupils of his Yin and Yang eyes looked directly above him,

"Oh, here it is."

Zhang Haoran's eyes lock the angle between the ceiling and the wall.

Xu Rongsheng and others only felt that there was a roar of wind in the room, accompanied by a creepy whimper, and the light in the room was much dimmed.

"To hell?" This is not a joke. Xu Rongsheng's heart is in his throat.

Xiao Mo took a few steps to Xu Rongsheng's side to be strict.

Manager Liu shivered and cried even more.

Zhang Haoran's finger popped up, and his vitality "wheezed" to the angle between the ceiling. The originally empty ceiling suddenly appeared a fuzzy shadow. The shadow became clearer and clearer. He flipped around and tried to struggle out, but he had no way. It seemed that he was sealed by something.

The appearance of virtual shadow gradually materialized and appeared in the eyes of Xu Rongsheng and others.

He was dressed in white, his black hair was in a mess, his long tongue whirled like a snake in the air, his whole face was not human, his eyes rolled in his mouth, and his voice was low and weak.

Old Liu Zheng Zheng looked at this scene, unexpectedly did not cry.

"Is it a ghost?" Xu Rongsheng really saw the ghost, but he didn't worry as much as before. He seriously looked at the thing that is harmful to Longquan hotel.

"It's not a ghost, to be exact." Zhang explained.

"What about the ghost?" Little mo looks around, alert.

Zhang Haoran points to the ceiling.

Xu Rongsheng and Xiao Mo look at each other, but they don't understand what Zhang Haoran means.

Zhang Haoran said: "in the tradition, it is said that there is a ghost, but there is no ghost in the world, because it is not a ghost but a spirit."

"Spirit? Is it the soul? " Xiao Mo is at a loss.

"It's not the soul."

Zhang Haoran explained.

"Everyone has vitality. Vitality is the energy of a person's spirit, will, strength and endurance. You can't see it or touch it, but you can feel it. The stronger a person's vitality is, the stronger his comprehensive ability becomes. Of course, it doesn't matter if you understand it as the strength of the soul. When a person dies, his vitality will dissipate. But if someone sets up a Dharma array to keep his vitality, seven days later, his vitality will turn into spirit. "

"Yuanling can't be seen or touched under ordinary circumstances. Yuanling's consciousness can grow up on its own. It can either become a good spirit and won't hurt people, or become a evil spirit and do evil."

"China has a vast territory and rich resources, and has a long history. Some Dharma arrays exist naturally. If people happen to die in the Dharma array, they will turn into spirits. As history goes on, people will call them" ghosts ". Taoist priests in ancient times have become masters of geomantic omen."

Zhang Haoran's explanation made Xu Rongsheng and others feel puzzled.

"So it is." Xu Rongsheng nodded frequently, "Xiao Mo, write down what the little brother said quickly."

"Yes Xiao Mo skillfully took out the paper and pen, and wrote down Zhang Haoran's words one by one.

Zhang Haoran, the founder of Taoism in his previous life, cultivated the vitality. In the process of cultivation, he met many practitioners who raised the spirit of the Yuan Dynasty. There were good and bad practitioners among them. Zhang Haoran had seen too many of them.

For example, the haunted event in Longteng hotel is nothing to mention in the field of cultivating immortals.

"Little brother, according to this, isn't there many ghosts in the world?" Xu Rongsheng is very concerned about this issue.

A lot of ghosts?

Zhang Haoran was dumbfounded and turned to look at the yuan Ling on the ceiling.

"Boss Xu, do you think the FA formation has such a good knot? It's magic. When a man dies, the spirit of the Yuan Dynasty disperses itself. This is to conform to the rules of heaven, to break the rules, and to form a battle. This kind of hurtful thing will consume a lot of Yang Shou. How many years can a man live in his life? "

Zhang Haoran said: "it's like the Yuanling in room 5888. After his death, his vitality will not dissipate and he will become a Yuanling. Now there is a tendency to develop towards evil spirits. The Dharma array he is in has only made a simple and extreme one by changing the environment of the room. It's this kind of Dharma array, and the life span of the array setters will be consumed for 30 years.""Thirty years of life, so long."

Xu Rongsheng smacked his tongue to himself. He turned into a businessman after he was 30 years old. He would not agree with anything he said if he wanted to spend 30 years to do such a battle.