Taoist chanting

Chapter 49 The Road of No Return

"Quick! Sprinkle incense ashes and ring the bell!"

Zhang Wenfeng consumed a lot of mana. He used the bronze gossip mirror to illuminate the black fog in the south, and it was difficult to take care of the fiercely struggling black fog in the east. The power of the ghost was beyond his expectations.

He thought that if the female ghost was trapped in the magic circle of exorcising ghosts and warding off evil spirits, he would be allowed to roll flat and round.

But he thought it was wrong. The equipment for arranging the magic circle was only ordinary objects, not magic weapons or treasures. The energy that could be drawn from the heaven and the earth was limited after all, and he was also anxious.

If the female ghost breaks through the magic circle, it will be his turn to be flattened and rounded. Fortunately, he has a helper.

Hearing this, the second senior brother suddenly came back to his senses, leaned over from the bowl in front of the glutinous rice altar, grabbed a handful of incense ash, took three steps forward, raised his hand and threw his hands on the ghost who turned into a blurred female figure and rushed left and right.

At this time, the female ghost hadn't broken free yet, swaying, watching the incense ash rush towards her like a mist.

"Chichi", the incense ashes in the incense burner that is worshipped all year round in the Sanqing Temple are highly poisonous to ghosts.

The female ghost let out a shrill to ear-piercing scream, and the figure was rapidly melting and shrinking, mixed with resentment and curse.

"...Two bull noses...I curse you not to enter reincarnation, you must not die..."

Seeing that the effect was surprisingly good, the second senior brother didn't need to remind him any more. He turned around and grabbed the remaining handful of incense ashes and sprinkled them on the ghosts in the south. He didn't care about the female ghost cursing him.

Killing ghosts is doing good deeds and accumulating merit, what's wrong with that?

He shook the bell with his left hand, chanted a mantra in his mouth, moved under his feet, and attacked the two groups of ghosts trapped and covered with incense ashes with the bell wave after wave.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that the red light inspired by the bronze mirror had limited effect on the ghosts in front of him. When the spell was finished, he put it in his cuffs and stabbed the ghosts that had shrunk a lot with the green bamboo sword. Each sword could consume a lot of energy of the female ghost. .

He will not be moved by the old ghost's words. Since he intervenes, if he can't be good, he will save it.

After seven or eight strokes, the blood talisman on the sword body was exhausted, and the black fog in the south was almost gone.

With one sword, the remaining ghosts were scattered, and Zhang Wenfeng had to bite his middle finger again to draw the "Yang Qi Talisman" on the sword to completely kill the female ghost who could haunt Gu An for two generations.

In the east, only a ghost the size of a washbasin was left, and the shrill screams suddenly changed in tone.

Strange syllables are like singing and humming.

Pulling the strange rhythm of high and low.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't feel very good in his heart. In this situation, no matter how vicious the female ghost cursed or begged for mercy, he wouldn't find it strange.

At this time, the female ghost was beaten by him so that she could sing. What the hell was this?

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, like in the darkness where the candle light could not be illuminated, what terrifying existence would come?

The second senior brother shook the bell and couldn't stop the female ghost's humming, and the damage of the bell suddenly became smaller.

It doesn't seem to work for the few remaining ghosts.

"Let's go, you take Gu Quan with you, behind my palace, let's enter the Sanqing Palace and avoid it for a while."

Zhang Wenfeng made a decisive decision, gave up using blood to draw the talisman, and instructed the second senior brother through voice transmission.

He was worried about what means this female ghost was using to perish together.

A guy who can turn into a ghost-eyed ghost and haunt the third world, what crazy things can't be done? !

The second senior brother didn't ask why, he put the bell away and quickly shuttled along the gap of the white bowl under his feet.

After a few steps, he reached the sleepy Gu Shun who was lying on the stretcher. He reached out and picked up the skinny man and rushed towards the main hall, daring not to delay at all.

Zhang Wenfeng stepped briskly, raised his sword to escort him, and followed closely.

The female ghost's humming sound became more and more strange. The white bowls that were arranged in the array began to make a cracking sound from the outer ring, and they shattered one after another, like a dangerous ice cracking and spreading rapidly.

Without Zhang Wen's wind control formation, the glutinous rice altar collapsed like a sand dune.

The candles did not flicker, and suddenly went out one by one.

The clear oil lamp swayed and persisted for about a breath. When the lamp was broken, the clear oil flowed all over the ground.

Zhang Wenfeng exerted force with both palms, pushed open the heavy door of the main hall without the lock, and stepped over the high copper-clad threshold at the same time as the second senior brother. He felt a chill on his back, and his heart was horrified, as if some suction force was pulling hard, he hurriedly stretched out his hand. Holding the shoulder of the second senior brother who was leaning back, he pushed forward vigorously.

The moment I entered the door, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared instantly.

The ever-bright light in the hall is orange and soft, and no evil is invading.

The invisible scent of incense swirled around the gate.

He quickly turned around and closed the door. Before the door closed, Zhang Wenfeng saw a blurred figure of a red-clothed and red-dressed female ghost floating in the air before the formation. She was barefoot and shimmered all over her body. It looked very illusory and strange. .

"...I'm a cultivator, but what I entrusted is not a human...give me the red embroidered shoes...give me...shoes..."

The figure of the red-clothed female ghost fluttered, mumbled to herself, and murmured intermittently. The red-clothed red dress on her body faded very quickly, like a faded black and white photo.

At the same time, it became light and transparent, and it lasted for a few breaths. The female ghost raised her head and glanced at the gate of the Taoist Temple, sighed like nothing, and disappeared without a trace.

The two people inside the door watched a strange scene through the crack of the door, and did not move for a long time.

Zhang Wenfeng's ear is very good. He heard the last words and sighs of the female ghost, and guessed the reason why the female ghost was so powerful. She was a cultivator before her death, and the ghost exorcism circle and yellow talisman used by the elder brother Jia Dean. doesn't work.

And what he used was what he learned in his previous life, and he was lucky enough to deal with and trap the female ghost in this world.

In the end, the female ghost should have no hope of getting out, and used some kind of disintegration ghost technique, trying to drag them to visit Huangquan together.

Fortunately, fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly and escaped with the help of the Sanqing Palace.

As the female ghost disappeared, Gu Quan, who was holding the second brother's arm under his arm, woke up from his deep sleep and groaned.

The second senior brother hurriedly put the man who was so weak that he could burp at any time, and put him on the two wheat straw futons to lie down.

He was so nervous just now that he almost forgot to hold someone under his arm, it was too light, and it didn't have much weight for him.

"Watcher, that female ghost... Did it go away, or did it go to the underworld?"

Second Senior Brother swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice.

Walking on the edge of life and death, no matter how daring you are, you will be frightened enough.

Zhang Wenfeng's face was flat, and he glanced at Gu Quan, who was curled up with his head turned away, and said, "I'll stay in the hall tonight, and then go out after dawn."

He wasn't quite sure whether the female ghost in red was hiding, or did he really disintegrate and disappear into the world?

Guessing is guessing, and it is better not to gamble with your life.

But there is one thing he can be sure of, the female ghost was beaten and beaten by him and the second senior brother, and she was not far from death.

When the sun rises, the female ghost can't do anything strange if she doesn't die, so it's safe for them to stay still.

He shouted outside across the threshold: "Old lame uncle, don't come out and walk around, just stay and wait for the morning."

"Ah uh... ah uh..." the donkey responded in the dining room.

Then the old cripple agreed weakly: "We won't go out, so be careful."

Except for the donkey, no one in the dining hall could stand up at this time.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Wenfeng's mouth, and the man and the donkey were fine.

Hearing the old lame uncle's voice, he was out of breath. It was probably due to the influence of the female ghost's last quirky ghost technique. The evil talismans pasted on the top of the dining hall's door frame and on the windows were not as good as hundreds of years of incense that nurtured more than a dozen generations of Taoist priests every day. The hall of worship works, and it is good to save lives.

Fortunately, the female ghost didn't specifically target the people in the dining hall, and the dining hall was far away, otherwise there would be corpses everywhere.

Gu Quan curled up on the wheat straw futon, facing the backlight, the corners of his eyes were a little wet, and he murmured silently:

"Red embroidered shoes, Liu Hui'er... Liu Hui'er..."

He seemed to wake up from a long dream, remembering the past like smoke, and remembering that he once traveled hand in hand in the world.

For the once-in-500-year aura surge, and for the ethereal avenue of longevity, he took a different path.

Another reincarnation, who can go to the end on the road of no return?

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Chapter 50 Telling Ghost Stories with Black and White Impermanence

The second senior brother turned around to add candles to brighten them, escaped death, and prepared to burn incense and recite sutras to thank Daozu for his protection.

Zhang Wenfeng was also about to close the crack of the door. His eyes suddenly froze, staring at the open space seven or eight meters away from the steps of the main hall, and two extremely vague figures appeared out of thin air.

The crescent moon had already set in the west, and the sky was dimly lit, illuminated by the dim light that filtered through the wooden lattice windows.

He hurriedly used Yuan Qi to perfuse the double-eye acupoints and strengthened his spiritual eye technique. He saw that there were indeed two blurred and somewhat transparent figures, one was wearing a strange white robe, with a high white pointed hat on his head, and the other was wearing a Pull the wind black robe, wearing a black peaked hat.

This is the legendary black and white impermanence!

Zhang Wenfeng had such an idea in his mind, this dress is too classic and too familiar.

Thinking of some taboos, he was about to withdraw his gaze, but he had already made a face-to-face with the two floating in the air.

Although I couldn't see the other person's face clearly, I really felt eye contact.

"Since you can see us, why not talk about Taoism?"

The door was not closed, and a small voice came from his ears, making Zhang Wenfeng a little embarrassed.

Chatting with the two unsettled uncles, he didn't even dare to think about it in his previous life, not to be flattered, but it made him worry. His identity is a returner who escaped from the Nether Realm. Although he ran to the wrong Yangguan Road, he went out to chat. Is it really suitable?

But when he thinks that the other party has noticed him, and he has been reincarnated, there is nothing to be afraid of?

It's a blessing, not a disaster, and a disaster can't be avoided.

He put his hands on the door and only thought for a moment, then turned around and explained to the second senior brother who was preparing:

"Senior brother, I have something to go out, so close the door and don't come out."

"Ah... Guanzhu, don't you want to wait until dawn before going out?"

Second Senior Brother was taken aback, he said it well just now, why did the Guanzhu change his mind?

Zhang Wenfeng smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't want to go out, and he couldn't tell the truth, so he said in a flat voice, "Senior brother, don't worry, I'll be fine, just close the door and don't look outside."

Pull open the single heavy door, step over the threshold and pull the door back, without looking back down the steps.

He knew that although the second senior brother was puzzled, he would not chase after him and cause him trouble.

"Watch out, watch out!"

The second senior brother's voice was worried, and then the door was closed.

Zhang Wenfeng was in a calm mood, silently reciting the art of clearing his heart, and walked down the steps step by step to the two who were floating more than a foot off the ground.

"Zhang Wenfeng, a Taoist priest in Xianlingguan, has seen two ghost messengers. Blessed are immeasurable gods!"

Pinch Ziwu Jue with both hands and clasped fists in salute, calmly, neither humble nor arrogant, before proclaiming a slogan.

The two impermanent ghost messengers who were condescending and with a sense of scrutiny, at Zhang Wenfeng's last sentence, stepped aside at the same time and stepped aside at the same time. As ghost messengers, how could they bear the blessing of "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun"?

Some suspect that the smuggling Taoist priest is intentional.

They could find no evidence on that serious face.

Seeing that the two ghost messengers just stared at him without speaking, Zhang Wenfeng took the initiative to chat about the topic: "I don't know why the two ghost messengers came here, why?"

As a landlord, it is normal for him to ask questions on his site.

In fact, he had already guessed in his heart that the two high-level ghosts were alerted by the disappearing red-clothed female ghost before they came to check.

He is also very concerned about the whereabouts of the female ghost in red. Is it completely dead or hiding?

"Zhang Wenfeng, right? Could you tell me what happened here?"

Wearing a white robe, the high hat seems to have words written on it, and the whole person is still blurred when he looks closer. A simple booklet appears in his hand, Wufeng automatically flips the pages, his words are gentle, and there is no coldness. , in response to the question.

The rudimentary magic circle destroyed on the ground, broken white bowls, broken chopsticks, scattered glutinous rice, extinguished candles, a few faded yellow talismans, money paper scattered everywhere, etc., the frost is everywhere, and the water is messy, all of which show that it will be here soon. something happened before.

Zhang Wenfeng was not surprised that Bai Wuchang was able to call out his name in this life, and he carried the local roster with him.

Faced with the inquiries of the ghosts, Zhang Wenfeng did not hide it, he exorcised the ghosts for the patient, and persuaded the ghosts who had been entangled in the world for two mortals and almost three lives to surrender to the underworld. Wait until the cause and effect are all told to the two ghost messengers.

He did not exaggerate the facts, he told the story as straightforward, and what he did was in line with the norms of a Taoist priest.

There is no need to delete or delete, let alone add oil and vinegar to put gold on your face.

After listening to it, Bai Wuchang carefully inquired about some details, mainly the ghost song that the female ghost hummed before being beaten to the core, and the few words after the female ghost got out of trouble.

Zhang Wenfeng reluctantly squeezed his throat to imitate the female ghost's tone, and Guli said a few strange words.

He couldn't understand the female ghost's lyrics, so he just hummed the song.

He got goosebumps all over, and at night, he sang so much that he could scare a ghost to death.

Bai Wuchang said with a smile: "Very good, I have troubled Taoist Zhang. All the information you provide is very important to us."