"Ka-ka-ka~"

After brushing off the dust on his body, Zuo Yang jumped out of the hole in the wall.

In the final analysis, everything in [Izumo Temple] is a game between [Desire Ghost] and [Dream Ghost].

This time, I didn't wake up the little monk and Feng Mengran.

So, even if Feng Mengran was controlled to come, his weirdness still worked in the little monk's dream.

The little monk was pure and not controlled by the [Desire Ghost].

After the bell ended, he fell into a deep sleep again, and the [Boarding Room] would become the [Secular World].

[Desire Ghost]?

The [Desire Ghost] can escape the illusion of the secular world, but can the people he controls escape?

Looking carefully, Lin Chi's [Paper Car] hit the wall, the car was still moving, and the people were already asleep.

Qian Xiangdong, Jingxin, Feng Mengran, Jingshen, all of them were sleeping foolishly.

Only Nun Chuyun's pupils widened, as if she was in a short period of stagnation.

I don't know what illusions the [Desire Ghost] will see.

However, it seems to be accustomed to the changes here. After a short period of distraction, it fixed its eyes on Zuo Yang.

"You... you actually know everything here!"

"You even know that the solution is to recite scriptures?!"

"How did you know it?!"

"Except for Feng Mengran's investigation a few months ago, there will be no fifth person who knows about the things here!"

"Could it be that you are still living in some omniscient and omnipotent weirdness?"

Looking at Zuo Yang in surprise, Zuo Yang silently approached the [Desire Ghost].

"It's time to end!"

"You! Even if you can see through everything!"

"What can you do to me?"

"Desire will not disappear! You can kill [Izumo], but you can't kill me!"

The pair of flower pupils stared at Zuo Yang. On Zuo Yang's neck, [Ghost Face Sore] stared at her. She was motionless, but she was not afraid.

"Really?"

"Incense burner! Sacrifice!"

"Om~"

Took out a purple-green incense burner from his arms, and Zuo Yang suddenly covered the top of [Izumo Nun]'s head!

"Sizzle~"

As the cauldron began to heat up, terrifying white smoke came out of [Izumo Nun]'s body.

"You! What did you do?!"

The flower pupils of [Desire Ghost] continued to expand!

And, as the black air on [Izumo Nun] dissipated, the color of the flower pupils also decreased!

"Disappear!"

"It's time to calm down here!"

Looking coldly at [Desire Ghost], her expression changed from fear to struggle, and she looked at Zuo Yang with a crazy look.

"No! You can't kill me!"

"Human, I let you control me!"

"I'm so powerful and weird, don't you want it?!"

"I want it!"

"That's right! Take that damn thing away, I let you control it!"

"Hehe~"

Zuo Yang just sneered, but the tripod didn't move a bit.

"You! What are you doing! Take it away!"

There were only three pieces of color left in the pupil, and [Desire Ghost] was almost crazy.

"When I wanted to control you, I fell into the desire for you..."

"I am a person who knows myself very well. I don't think you will let me control you!"

"You came to me to control me!"

"After all, little monk, Izumo, you have never obeyed, let alone me?"

Zuo Yang said indifferently. The flower pupil of [Desire Ghost] was only one at this time. Her mouth trembled and she kept shouting, "You! You!!!"

But the hideous face gradually became clear after a moment.

[Izumo Nun] smiled.

"Thank you... my destined person..."

"I am finally... free..."

When [Desire Ghost] fell into the weakness of death, the original owner of the body [Izumo Nun] actually controlled the body for a short time.

"Senior Izumo?"

"I'm sorry... maybe once [Desire Ghost] dies, you too..."

"No problem..."

"I released the demon, so I should take him away!"

"Then Monk Jingxin, I hope you can let him go."

[Nun Izumo] slowly looked at Jingxin, Zuo Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Is it because he buried you under the little monk's bed?"

"Yes..."

"He is a very contradictory person."

"But he has a heart of repentance. Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot. As long as you can change, there is nothing better."

"He put me in the little monk's room not to disturb him. Because he knows that [Desire Ghost] likes pure people, and only the little monk can calm it! And the rest of my consciousness wants to explain everything to the little monk in my dreams every night..."

"It's just that this child... is too naive!"

"Every time I appear, he treats me as lust and ignores me., just run away!"

"Hey... this kid... is really a great talent in practicing Buddhism..."

With a smile on her face, the body of [Nun Izumo] is slowly turning into dust.

Without [Desire Ghost], her body would have long been destroyed.

"Senior... Goodbye!"

Watching [Nun Izumo] disappear, the cauldron in his hand trembled!

[Sacrifice "Desire Ghost" completed!]

[Currently, the cumulative sacrifice progress is 9/10.]

[This sacrifice = one sacrifice number + 'Desire Ghost' juvenile!]

"Om~"

In the hot incense burner, a seven-colored round bead suddenly appeared and kept rolling.

"This... is the juvenile of the Desire Ghost? "

Zuo Yang observed the round beads in the cauldron, his face slightly thoughtful.

To be honest, he definitely wanted to control the [Desire Ghost].

But...

A good bird chooses a tree to roost in.

Just like [Ghost Face Sore], the weird can choose people, and people can also choose the weird.

A human ghost with high affinity is always much better than forcibly controlling one.

Besides, the current [Desire Ghost] is probably not enough for the four ghosts in his body to share...

"This weird..."

"I think... I know who to give it to..."

Silently stuffing the incense burner into his arms, Zuo Yang suddenly heard footsteps behind him, and a big hand patted his shoulder.

"Awesome!"

"Where are you from as a ghost controller?"

"You can actually eliminate such a difficult weird?"

"Tell me your name, I'm Feng Mengran, I must get to know you!"

Looking back, I saw Feng Mengran was the first to wake up and was looking at him.

"You woke up so quickly? ”

“Nonsense! When it comes to dreams, who can have a clearer understanding than me?”

Feng Mengran smiled, still looking straight at Zuo Yang.

“You! Who are you?”

“Jing City Ghost Control Number “05”, Captain of Demon City Ghost Control Team D, Zuo Yang!”

Zuo Yang smiled calmly, and Feng Mengran’s pupils shrank.

“What? !”

“You are 05? Isn’t 05 him? !”

“Don’t fool me!”

“I’m not fooling you! Do you know what time it is now?”

“I know! It’s three or four months after the advent of the weirdness... How can the Jing City Ghost Control Base produce such a talent like you?”

“Uh... To be precise, the Jing City Ghost Control Base... is gone!”

“What? !!!”