I'm a mentally ill person, and I was chosen to participate in the Rules of the Strange Tales.

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However, Hashimoto Ichiro remembered the system's warning: if he didn't complete the mission within seven days, he would be eliminated.

"She really hasn't harmed anyone?"

"Of course it's true! I guarantee it with your life!"

The rest of the chosen ones also stayed behind, with only a few making excuses to leave, intending to observe the situation or inquire about the situation of Da Lian and the Song family in the surrounding area.

Meanwhile, some chosen ones are not too worried because they have good talent.

The time of a stick of incense flies by.

Jiang Xiao stepped forward slowly.

First, a chill swept through the hall.

However, apart from Jiang Xiao and Bai Yi, everyone at the scene was clearly already used to it.

They all took a few steps back in unison, looking at the courtyard outside with tense but somewhat bewildered expressions.

"father"

The chilling voice seemed to emanate from an ice cellar, causing Matsuki to shiver involuntarily.

"mother"

A woman, her eyes brimming with tears, was not afraid at all; instead, she responded with a "Yes" to the courtyard.

But he was quickly dissuaded by those around him, who told him not to attract ghosts.

"together"

The sounds from outside were intermittent, making it impossible to utter a complete sentence.

"Dad, I'm so scared?"

The awkward Bai Yi also huddled in a corner with the Song family, leaving Jiang Xiao speechless.

Admittedly, he was a coward, but this Da Lian didn't harm anyone, so what was there to be afraid of?

Under his gaze, a woman, soaking wet, stood in the courtyard, staring expressionlessly at the Song family members in the hall.

Chapter 410 I've always been a coward.

Why doesn't she come in?

Upon closer inspection, Jiang Xiao discovered that there were talismans drawn in cinnabar on the beams of the hall and on the doors of many rooms. Da Lian must have been blocked by these things.

Da Lian's mind was clearly not clear. Like an ordinary wandering ghost, she liked to float in front of her, muttering the names of the people she hated most or the people she was closest to.

"My lord? Look at us now."

Someone urged Jiang Xiao to take action, saying that if he didn't, Da Lian would start harassing the neighbors.

"Hey!"

Jiang Xiao sighed.

"Very well, although this journey is extremely dangerous, and although I am usually as timid as a mouse, I am, after all, a rare good person. It is necessary for me to sacrifice my life for upholding justice and eliminating demons. Everyone, I am going!"

"But before that, Xiaobai, you need to lend me something you have on you."

Then, under the watchful eyes of the Song family, who looked like they'd just eaten shit.

It took Jiang Xiao a full incense stick's time to get himself fully armed, and some of the props were even sourced locally from the Song family ancestral hall.

Wearing a Buddha crown on his head.

Left hand: peach wood sword; right hand: priest's scepter.

Inside was a kasaya, over which was a Taoist robe, and inside that was the priest's robe of a church high priest.

He had a Bible tucked into his front waistband, a Buddhist alms bowl tied to his back waistband, and three incense sticks stuck into the back of his neck, which looked particularly abstract.

The Song family members were dumbfounded.

"Uh, why are you all looking at me like that? As you can see, I'm a coward, so it's normal for me to be a little more prepared, right?"

"Okay, okay, okay, a little extra is fine too."

Having prepared everything, Jiang Xiao rushed into the courtyard and stared at Da Lian's spirit.

As Jiang Xiao got closer, he discovered that this soul seemed to contain no hatred or resentment, but rather a sense of grievance and endless desolation.

This does seem to be a good ghost.

Seeing Jiang Xiao take the initiative to get closer to her, Da Lian, who subconsciously didn't want to harm anyone, floated back a little, worried that her yin energy would clash with him.

"Hey, Infinite Heavenly Venerable, you fiend! Although you are innocent, you'd better surrender obediently!"

Jiang Xiao took out a peach wood sword, gestured at Da Lian, but was unwilling to stab her.

"Will you surrender or not? Amitabha, benefactor, your life is coming to an end. Please let me quickly deliver you from suffering."

Since the peach wood sword didn't work, he switched to a bowl and gestured for Da Lian to crawl inside.

Clearly, while the other party may be mentally unstable, they wouldn't be so proactive as to take this action.

None of them work?

Jiang Xiao really didn't want to kill her, so he had to resort to other means, such as Taoist robes or cassocks, scepters or Buddhist scriptures.

Kuku kept pulling it out.

"Da Lian, are you going to wear this hat or not?"

Later on, he muttered things like Jesus and God, which no one could understand.

Well.

The expressions on the Song family members' faces were starting to look strange.

Dude, are you doing cosplay or role-playing based on a storyline?

Not only the Song family, but even Da Lian's originally expressionless face showed a hint of surprise.

Sister, are you kidding me? Are you sure you really want to subdue me?

"Da Lian, if I call your name, will you dare to answer?!"

"Ok?"

With a soft "Eh," Da Lian was finally collected into the priest's scepter raccoon by Jiang Xiao.

You're done!

Who knew this scepter had such a wonderful use?

Even Jiang Xiao couldn't help but feel a little proud of the fact that his first ghost-catching attempt was such a complete success.

(~) "Dad, you, you were so embarrassing just now. I, I feel so sorry for you."

Jiang Xiao: "?"

"Why don't you stop coming with me from now on?"

Bai Yi immediately changed her tone, saying that for a cautious person, being more prudent is the right thing to do.

Song Qijia scratched his head, still somewhat unable to understand as he looked at Jiang Xiao, who was covered in props.

It wasn't that he judged people by their appearance, but Jiang Xiao's attire made him look just too much like a con artist.

"Uh, sir, please forgive my bluntness, but your attire is rather incongruous, with a peach wood sword and a kasaya at the same time."

Jiang Xiao snorted in response to this person's questioning.

"As the Taoist scriptures say: Buddhism is the Tao. Have you ever read any books?"

"Besides, as a model student with excellent character and academic performance, I will naturally learn anything that can help me catch ghosts, whether it's Buddhist or Taoist. So, I'm just asking you, have you succeeded?"

Everyone nodded, indicating that it had indeed been done, and that it wasn't the usual rituals of deliverance, but rather a real "capture".

Only then did they realize how meticulous the man was in his thinking and how superb his methods were, and they were all filled with admiration.

Ignoring the flattery of these people, Jiang Xiao's mind was focused on the old man in black robes.

really.

He quietly approached Song Qijia, his lips moving slightly as if he were saying something. The latter's expression changed repeatedly, and finally he spoke with a helpless look on his face.

"My lord, now that you have subdued my daughter's soul, could you leave us the scepter? We can remember her by its presence."

You want my scepter?

Jiang Xiao's eyes widened, and even Bai Yi looked at this shameless group in disbelief.

Touching the top of the scepter, Jiang Xiao wondered whether the other party coveted the treasure or wanted to keep the large lotus inside.

He immediately smiled slightly and spoke calmly.

"Of course, but this item is only given to people from the Yuan Dynasty."

"Yes, yes, yes, please just ask, sir."

Give me half of Hangzhou, and I'll give it to you.

Everyone:? ? ?


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