Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

This sleep is one day and one night.

The next day.

It's almost noon.

Li Changan arrived at the schoolyard in front of the mountain, full of food and drink, full of energy.

According to the agreement, the men and horses who enter the mountain will be here as an alliance and enter the mountain to eliminate demons.

He didn't expect much of this. But I didn't think about it, but the school grounds were noisy, bustling and crowded with all kinds of people, and there were hundreds of people visually.

Among them are the arrogant soldiers in the army, the fierce and fat Buddhist monks, the rangers with vigorous attitude, and of course, the masters of both Long Xiangwei and Bailian Sect are indispensable.

This is surprising.

Li Changan still remembered the faces of the generals surnamed He and Puzhi yesterday. If it weren't for the corpse poison, they would have escaped long ago.

How can you be anxious for justice and self-sacrifice in just one night?

It happened that the Taoist Longtu dragged a bag of objects up to the ceremony.

After hearing Li Changan’s doubts, he pointed to Yang Zhiji in the crowd and smiled:

"Master Yang tried hard."

It turned out that Yang Zhiji saw that Long Tu had made up his mind and the situation was irreversible, and there was Bailian Sect who was determined to blend in. In this way, for one thing, all the cards in the hand are really folded into the Thousand Buddha Temple; secondly, anyway, it is not a bad idea to take a risk. If you succeed by luck, it can be considered a great achievement.

Since then, he immediately changed his thinking and style, and instead tried his best to get into the mountains and eliminate demons.

Master Yang first found Puzhi and bluntly said that he admired the profound Dharma, but it was a pity that the monks were displaced because the Thousand Buddha Temple was controlled by demons. I just heard that the imperial court intends to spread education in southern Xinjiang. If not, please invite you to go to the poisonous swamp and miasma forest to promote the Dharma, and try to influence how many cannibals?

Zen Master Puzhi rightfully returned to: An ancestral industry, Jialan treasure land, Anren abandoned in the hands of demons? ! Thousand Buddha Temple swore to the death to take back the gate.

How many strong men do you want? you say!

Then, Master Yang looked for General He again, and said frankly that you are mighty and majestic, and you have a good command of the army. If you don't serve as a defender and guard one place, it is really a loss to the court. During this period of time, it is too much to take care of, so I am preparing to write a letter to let the teachers and friends of North Korea operate one or two, and promote you to defend one side. It just so happens that there are vacancies in Yuzhou City!

General He immediately slapped his chest to express his position: Yuzhou is in danger of overturning, and the robes and bones on the mountain are not cold. Is it time to care about personal achievements? It is not too late to talk about this until my old He Tibing has broken through the Thousand Buddha Temple.

Armor, weapon, crossbow, samurai, I will give you as much as you want!

After that, Master Yang ventilated with the state government, first with affection for the safety of his hometown, and then with a lot of money to lure him into profit, in order to win the hero and warrior.

In the end, all parties are gathered together, and the talented and courageous are selected from among them.

In total, three hundred people!

"There are many living corpses, isn't it true that more people go up the mountain, the better?"

Li Changan took the object handed over by Longtu, and took a closer look, but it was lined with soft armor and some talisman paper and magical implements. He was not hypocritical, immediately put on his body, and asked questions smoothly.

"Because of the great formation on the mountain."

However, Kong Yan and Xi Shi came together. Kong Yan explained:

"The great formation on the mountain has the effect of purifying the mind and guiding people to the Buddha, but because the three dharma bodies of my brothers and sisters have fallen into the devil's way, the demon head can also use the great formation to disturb people's minds and evoke demon obstacles. Therefore, you must Several Taoist leaders started the altar at the foot of the mountain to fight against it. If there were too many people, they couldn't afford to shelter and take advantage of it."

Li Changan automatically supplemented his brain with a constant effect of hypnotism, thinking that this monk had never been honest before he fell. In the mountains before, even though he had not drunk Buddha's porridge, he was drawn into hallucinations, and there was an explanation. However, Li Changan recalled the reality of the illusion, is it so powerful just by the devil?

Without time to think about it, the Taoist person next to Xishi said:

"It's also because I don't know how to learn art well, and my cultivation is too shallow. It's the limit to protect 300 people. Otherwise, if more people go up the mountain, it will be less dangerous."

After that, he sighed again.

"If Uncle Luo is here, how can you talk about three hundred people?"

"Junior Brother is joking." Long Tu said, "If there is Uncle Master here, why bother? Just convene Zhenwu Great Emperor to Volunteer the Demon Altar...Well, what's the use?

"That's right." Xi Shi nodded with emotion. "His old man is playing with the world and his whereabouts are uncertain. In these days, wouldn't it be faster to ask a celestial master?"

"Junior Brother joked again, Tianshi An Neng moved lightly?"

The two Longhushan Taoist priests complained about themselves while bragging, and they became more and more mysterious. Li Changan didn't have a good time to interrupt. He only looked at his eyes and found that the coat of his monk's clothes was lightly draped.

"You want to go too?"

"A little remnant soul, helpless."

"Be careful."

Kong Yan knew what Li Changan meant, and smiled and raised his hand to point himself.

"Of course, the poor monk still expects this little guy to pass on my mantle."

……………………

The mountain breeze is gradual, the treetops are shaking, and the broken shadows are mottled.

Everything is peaceful, everything is weird.

In other words, peace is the biggest weirdness here and now.

The winding mountain road pulled the team into a long dragon. Li Changan stood on a bluestone with his sword and looked around vigilantly.

In front of me, the sun was just right, and sometimes birds flew over the forest.

But... what about the living corpse?

Where did the living corpses in the mountains and plains go the night before yesterday?

The team of three hundred people climbed halfway through the mountain, halfway through the journey, the expected enemy... the living corpses never showed up.

This is like a punch in the empty space when fighting life and death.

On the contrary, people fell into greater anxiety, but they could only say a word to their companions.

"Be careful."

At this moment, some riots suddenly broke out in front of the team.

"Here," someone shouted.

"Living corpse?"

Li Changan leaped down, rushing over it two or three steps.

"Where?"

The man hesitated, "It's right in front, but it's not a living corpse, it's..."

There is no need for him to say more, Li Changan has already seen it, and thick mist is rolling in silently in the mountains and forests ahead.

In the morning, there is no fog in the mountains, how can it be thick fog at noon?

This fog is weird.

Suddenly, the sound of shouting, reminding, verbal abuse, chanting, and sword unsheathing sounded all at once.

However.

Until the fog flooded everyone, there was no change, let alone the living corpses taking the opportunity to attack people.

Everyone walked forward trembling again under the thick fog, and finally some people couldn't bear it.

"Everyone cringes, since they are so scared, why bother to come up the mountain? If I want to see the living corpse not showing up, I must have been scared away long ago!"

The talking was a ranger recruited by the state capital, who had never seen a battle of living corpses and was also fearless.

"Don't linger here, I found the corpse Buddha earlier and killed it, and I took the silver reward just to promote a happy life in the evening."

After all, he actually left the team and swaggered ahead.

Long Tu had the heart to persuade him, but before he could speak, he saw the servant staggered and plunged into the thick fog.

It can be heard.

"Living corpse!"

There was a sudden commotion in the team, some advancing, and some retreating. In short, the leaders of the several parties became anxious and beaten and scolded, so that they calmed down.

And Li Changan has already stepped into the fog.

No two steps.

He looked at the servant languishing on the ground, with a frightened expression, and a monk standing in front of him with his head down, his face was red.

Living corpse!

Li Changan's expression frightened, and he drew his sword to slash.

But the long sword was half out of its sheath, and his gaze moved, and he pressed the long sword back into the sheath again.

"how?"

But the Taoist Longtu was late.

"look by youself."

After hearing this, Long Tu cautiously stepped forward and found that the living corpse showed no signs of "life", as if it were a serious dead object. Going around behind him and taking a closer look, I saw a wooden stake with the thickness of an arm penetrated through the valley gate, allowing it to "stand" on the side of the road.

"What does this mean?"

Long Tu was puzzled, and there was a sudden sound in his ear.

"The wind comes."

Li Changan also pointed to a decision, and moved on.

There was a long wind coming from the sky, tearing away the dense fog, exposing the bluestone mountain road in front, and the monks stringed on the wooden stakes on both sides of the mountain road one after another.

This scene really made everyone both shocked and stunned. After taking a breath, they felt a little bit tight.

At this time.

Some monks came out of the crowd, yelling "Brother", "Master", "Brother"... They wanted to free the corpses of these monks.

However, the long wind dissipated, and the fog quickly regrouped.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Changan glanced at the sun and stopped these monks.

"It's getting late, don't delay here. Kill the corpse Buddha earlier, and it won't be too late to deal with it."

After all, he turned to the well-protected Kong Yan in the crowd.

"Holy monk, where is the dead Buddha?"

Kong Yan raised his hand and pointed to the mountain road "decorated" along the way.

………………

Everyone crossed the mountain road locked in dense fog and crossed the age-old cable bridge.

Along the way, there was no surprise and no danger, and all of them had to reach the place of the corpse Buddha.

Monk Kong Yan pointed to the Demon Cavern in front of him, and the cave was dark and dark.

"The corpse Buddha is in it!"

Unexpectedly, it made sense.

Many people in the court made breathing sounds to soothe their anxiety.

As long as you are not a mindless idiot, you know how easy the journey was before, and how difficult a fight awaits you later.

Since then, everyone began to organize their equipment and rest for a while.

But there was one person from Long Xiangwei who walked to the entrance of the cave.

For this person, Li Changan had the impression that it was the trade man who turned the talisman into a crane in Tongliang. On that day, he emptied a street of ghosts and charms with two boxes of talisman paper.

Now, he has brought ten boxes with him.

Li Changan still remembered the pain on his face when Yang Zhiji sent him up the mountain.

Right now, he was laying the boxes side by side in front of the cave. With the sound of rattles and drums in his hand, paper cranes kept fluttering out of the box and sank into the demon cave.

Not long.

"All right."

This is not only the arrival of the yellow symbols, but also the completion of the team's preparation.

Li Changan nodded.

Take the lead and step into the cave.

………………

But.

It was still calm in the Demon Cavern.

Only Huang Fu was floating around like dust, and the torch in his hand stretched the shadow of the man and cast it on the bumpy stone wall, looking strange and strange.

Few words in the team.

I can only hear the sound of footsteps and breathing. But somehow Li Changan was always suspicious that he heard some different sounds, not the sound of wind, not the sound of burning torches... He raised his ears, and the sound was finally slightly clearer.

Seems to be:

"Om Mani Ba..."

Suddenly.

A hundred times the familiar stench choked into the nose.

Li Chang'an was shocked to find that countless living corpses appeared from all directions, and they burst into tears with their teeth and claws.

Rao was Li Chang'an, and he was shocked.

But the next second.

Suddenly he felt that something was wrong, and the long sword in hand was also changed into a shield.

Also at this time.

On the chest, the place where the peach charms distributed by the Taoist Xishi when going up the mountain, a little bit of coolness spread.

Li Changan's eyes suddenly cleared. Where are the living corpses? It was clearly Longtu's dumb face. He hurriedly looked around, all his companions who had just awakened from the hallucinations.

Oops!

The alarm bell in the Taoist's heart, he pushed aside the dragon map in front of him, and sprinted to the front, his face immediately a little serious.

Unconsciously, the whole team passed through the narrow part of the cave entrance to the wide cave.

And this time.

In the front of the team, yellow talisman flying and burning all over the sky, dense corpses swarmed.

At the back of the team, among the rangers and officers and soldiers behind the palace, the shouting and fighting still never stopped. As many as the Thai half are still indulging in hallucinations and unable to extricate themselves, they are killing each other indiscriminately!

"I'm your mother!"

The recovered old water bandit Huang Taihu yelled at him.

"Didn't it mean that you can protect three hundred people?"

When Li Changan's cuff sank, Kong Yan grabbed his sleeve.

"Daoist."

Kong Yan, who has always been insulted and humiliated, has a panic expression on his face at this time.

"The corpse Buddha has changed!"