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The gate of ghosts is closed, and they can only fight for 5 minutes at most. This time is too short. How can they stabilize the chaotic situation in the short 5 minutes, so that a total of 31 lonely ghosts can successfully break through many obstacles and go to the gate of the gate of ghosts? On the other side, there was a problem that gave Lin Jixuan a headache.

But the appearance of Chen Yiluan perfectly solved this problem.

His workmanship is exquisite and meticulous, a thin piece of paper becomes a magical "Noah's Ark" under his rough hands, which can hold all the souls in the small boat, and when the gate of ghosts is closed, it can be turned into a magical "Noah's Ark". The speed sent all the dead souls to the other side.

Considering Song Juan's role, Chen Yiluan set up a pilot post on the bow, and the towering phoenix spread its wings and screamed for nine days.

He Xian helped the villagers evacuate and boarded the boat in an orderly manner. She herself studied psychology and had a special ability to confuse voices. Without her, Lin Jixuan would not be able to soothe the ghosts with such confidence. Let them avoid the danger of soul shock.

The preparatory work was complete. When it was close to twelve o'clock, Lin Jixuan glanced at the two sharp walls standing behind the Witch Empress Temple. Devour the wandering souls sunk in the darkness.

This night, the stars are densely covered, the galaxy hanging above the head is shining with eternal brilliance, and the moonlight illuminates the dark road.

At the last moment, everyone's breathing slowed down, and He Dongyuan's heart was beating hard. He had never been so nervous, just like the first time he had debated with his master many years ago at a sutra debate meeting with the participation of his father and various elders. , obviously made preparations all night, but his head was empty when he kicked the door.

What was different from that time was that he carried all the tension and pressure by himself. At the moment when his mind was blank, he remembered what Lin Jixuan said.

This is a time for justice, if we don't save them, who will?

Take it easy, I'm with you.

He Dongyuan let out a deep breath, and the moment the time reached 12 o'clock, his tightly pressed thin lips slowly opened, and he recited in his mouth: "Namo Amitabha Ye Duo Taga Duo Ye..."

He Jielian was startled. He knew that He Dongyuan never liked complicated chanting since he was a child. With his roots of wisdom, he knew the scriptures by heart, and he also arrogantly believed that only those who did not have a good understanding of Buddhist rituals needed to chant all day long. According to the scriptures, if you have a good understanding of the Buddha's formula, if you have that time, you should go to make more connections, create good karma, and get good results.Therefore, his reciting of Buddhist scriptures was always unsatisfactory, and he was criticized by his elder brother many times, but he was still stubborn, so he was rarely allowed to take on tasks that required reciting scriptures and reciting Buddhist scriptures, such as the super-delivery ceremony, but this time ——

He Jielian smiled, and couldn't help saying that the world has its own fate, and the Buddha's heart is stable, and he has become very mature.

At the same time, when the time came, all the soul-calling banners planted at the gate of the ghost gate were blown up by the hunting wind, and all the banners pointed directly at the gate.

There were bursts of noise from the ghost gate, and the huge roar gave everyone an illusion like an earthquake.

Lin Jixuan frowned and looked at Guan Nei, and said in a deep voice, "Here we are."

A tall black horse stepped out of the ghost gate, he was five times as tall as a normal person, standing between the mountain gates like a hill, and the sound of the horse was deafening.

The black general was riding on horseback, holding a halberd, and thick black mist came out of his empty eyes, and a little red light seemed to have seen all the evils of the human world, shooting out a frightening cold light.

The ghost general rode out of the ghost gate on a huge horse, followed by a group of ghost soldiers holding spears, and rushed out of the ghost gate with great momentum.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in fear. He Xian lit a cigarette, looked at it casually, and said, "I really want that idiot to come and see how grand the world after death is."

Chen Yiluan squatted on the ground, sucked hard on the butt of his cigarette, and said, "It will be a tough battle later, I guess Lao Zheng has never seen such a posture before."

Zheng Ersheng remained silent all the time, holding the underworld lamp in his hand, looking at the ghostly mist-shrouded ghost gate, his old eyes seemed to have passed through a thousand years.

The gate of ghosts, which was originally only covered with weeds, seems to have opened another dimension. The towering gate of ghosts seems to be there, it was opened from nothingness, and it will disappear into nothingness in the future. A fierce team capable of conquering the whole world, looking at all the ants in the outside world indifferently.

"Let's take a group photo!" He Xian finished smoking and said with a smile, "Take a selfie." She raised her mobile phone, and took a photo that was enough to remember history for all of them.

After the Yin soldiers stepped out of the gate of hell, thousands of ghosts came out of the underworld.

Every time the gate of ghosts is opened, it is an opportunity for both yin and yang to end the cause and effect. Some good ghosts return to the yang world to repay their favor or visit relatives who have missed them for a long time; During the Hungry Ghost Festival, they rush out from the gate of hell to avenge their hatred; some ghosts who are tortured by hell try to escape through the gate of hell to escape the torture of decades or even hundreds of years in the future. ...

After the yin soldiers came out in line, the gate of hell was completely opened, and tens of millions of ghosts and innocent souls drilled out of the huge exposed opening, and the wind blew them so hard that they could barely open their eyes.

Following the recitation of the "Death Mantra", all the ghosts stopped and waited around in awe. For a while, the gates of ghosts were blocked. He turned back and walked into the gate of hell.

All the celestial masters performed their own duties, divided the ghosts, and cooperated with the Yin soldiers to separate them on the left and right sides.

Lin Jixuan put on the ghost mask and held the letter of the Southern Ghost Emperor in his hand. He quickly ran to the gate of the ghost, and shouted to the ghost general in charge: "General Tongrong, there are unresolved causes and effects here that need to be resolved. I hope the general can help us. , Open up a path among the ghosts, and the seal of the Southern Ghost Emperor is here!"

General Ghost Face looked down at Lin Jixuan, at that moment, his whole body seemed to be pierced by a cold voice, and a tingling pain swept through his whole body.

On the side, there was a fierce ghost who didn't know what to do or what to do, and was pierced in the chest by the ghost general's halberd. The soul twisted and cried continuously.

Lin Jixuan obviously felt oppressed, he forced himself to suppress all his fears, and continued: "Excuse me, general, how long will the gate of hell be open here?"

"One hour, from here to one o'clock in the morning."

That's just right, he combined all the current information and calculated, the 5 minutes mentioned by the Southern Ghost Emperor should be the 5 minutes that Song Juan can move freely.There is only one chance. If you don’t succeed today, you can only wait for the next ten years. I don’t know what changes will happen in these ten years. If you continue to keep the curse, you will kill an innocent girl. If you don’t continue, the village will die. The souls of the dead will be torn to pieces by the ghosts gushing out of the gate of hell.

Recalling the state of Song Juan's mother, Lin Jixuan felt very heavy in his heart. Even if the ghost's life is not wiped out, this long and never-ending reincarnation is still a kind of torture.

He looked up at the huge Yin soldiers, and shouted: "General, please give me an order! Separate all the ghosts, and let go of the area in front of the gate of ghosts! It only takes 5 minutes - please give me 5 minutes, general!"

"I know the whole story," General Ghost said in a deep and deep voice, "but every ten years, the evil ghosts imprisoned here must return to the Yang Realm to end their frontiers. If one's sex is cut, one's yin virtue will be reduced. The Ghost Emperor also knows this, otherwise why would you wait for a celestial master from the Yang world?"

Lin Jixuan's heart skipped a beat, what does this mean?

The ghost general said again: "But the ghost emperor has an order, ordering us to cooperate with you all, except for directly interfering with the ghosts, we can say whatever you want."

This can be regarded as the best result, otherwise they have to fight against these ghost soldiers, then they have no chance of winning.

"Thank you," Lin Jixuan said, "It's understandable not to interfere with them seeking revenge and revenge, but general, every time the gate of hell is opened, there will be such a battle, all the ghosts will come out, and some ghosts will even take advantage of the gap to escape. Can you interfere?"

General Ghost was silent for a moment, then said, "Naturally."

Lin Jixuan knew from his tone that General Ghost understood what he meant—he planned to use these fleeing ghosts to rectify the order. As long as the order of ghosts was rectified, he would definitely have a chance to make use of the stitches to let the ghost boat carrying Luofeng Village Sail smoothly to reincarnation.

With the help of all the Yin soldiers, the lonely and wild ghosts inside and outside the ghost gate gradually became orderly. Under the control of the celestial masters, the troublesome ghosts put away their evil intentions, and Zheng Ersheng's lantern arrested many troublesome ghosts.

Soon some ghosts realized that something important was happening here, and the guy wearing a ghost mask who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost could make these brutal ghost soldiers obey orders, and his attention gradually shifted to Lin Jixuan.

Some even wanted to get close to Lin Jixuan and occupy his body, but they were all annihilated under the power of the palm thunder and various spells.

Gradually, the scene stabilized, the moon was hanging in the sky, and the ghosts scurrying from inside and outside the gate of hell gradually lined up in a long line in an orderly manner.

Chen Yiluan put his palms on his browbones, pretended to be looking into the distance, whistled, and said, "It's really spectacular. What kind of picture is this? Ghosts queuing up?"

He Xian directly took a picture with her mobile phone, and when she saw that there were only some dark things in the photo, she gave up and put away her mobile phone: "That stinky man didn't see this scene, his life was wasted."

"Get ready," Lin Jixuan said to Chen Yiluan and the others, seeing that the time was running short, "The time is almost up, Song Juan's body will be able to move, hurry up."

"Okay." Chen Yiluan stretched his waist and said, "My yin boat is strong, don't worry!"

At [-]:[-] a.m., everything was silent, Song Juan suddenly opened her eyes, her dark pupils were filled with calmness, she turned her head stiffly to look at Lin Jixuan, the two looked at each other, neither said anything, Just nodded calmly, as if delivering everything.

Lin Jixuan walked over, picked her up and put her on the yin boat, handed the wooden fish to her, and said, "Do you remember the Sutra of the Earth Store Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows?"

"Remember," Song Juan nodded, "Don't worry."

"I'm at ease, and you don't have to be afraid." Lin Jixuan would go to talk to Song Juan every night for the past two days. She was gentle and kind, like a clear spring, and like a leaf with simple veins, like every The girl who grew up in the mountains and forests is full of intoxicating atmosphere unique to nature.

It's just that fate didn't treat her well and prepared so many disasters for her, but the most moving thing is that she still kept her beating warm heart after going through such darkness.

Chen Yiran chanted the mantra, and He Xian lit the paper-made yin boat, and the fire shone on everyone's faces, casting the shadows of the yin and yang realms.

The yin boat has transformed from its essence into a boat of the underworld. The souls of the ghosts in Luofeng Village look at the gate of ghosts. Song Juan stands on the bow of the boat, like a phoenix with wings spread, with a compassionate and gentle side face. Thoroughly, Lin Jixuan couldn't help but whispered: "The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. The heaven and the earth travel against each other, and we mourn the eternal dust together."