Director Ma meets a ghost

In the early morning of the next day, Li Chenfeng set up a shed in the front yard of Shangqingguan, and called a few young Taoist priests to set up a sacrificial table.The apples and pears were bought in the market town at the foot of the mountain, and the chicken blood was freshly killed from the chicken coop in the backyard. Naturally, Director Wang was responsible for these expenses.

Li Daochang changed into a black Taoist robe, and waved a mahogany sword in his hand.He saw Director Ma and his party approaching from a distance, he casually took a sword flower and inserted it into the sword barrel on his waist. "I'm only responsible for the practice, and I don't care about finding someone."

"Don't worry, someone has chosen." Director Ma patted Xiao Chen on the back of the head.

Xiao Chen said cheerfully, "Master Daoist, I am also from Luoyang, so you can just report the address of my hometown later."

"Humph." Li Chenfeng turned his head, "There is one more thing you need to know. Although this ritual is fake, it doesn't mean that the poor man is not good enough. If you want the poor man to accept him, it's okay."

Seeing Feng Yi floating out of the room with two dark circles under his eyes, Director Ma hurriedly shook his head as a signal.Everyone shut their mouths and stood aside.

"Morning..."

"Brother Ma, I'm a little nervous..."

Director Ma said a few words of comfort, but his heart also became nervous.He had asked beforehand if there would be any mistakes, and Li Chenfeng said confidently that the procedure was not like an operation, and that there would be no sequelae. Director Ma could only swallow his anxiety.

Seeing that it was almost time, Li Chenfeng came over and pulled out some of Feng Yi's hair, cut his hand with a mahogany sword, and dropped a few drops of something like black blood into the clear water prepared in advance.The water in the bowl suddenly became foul-smelling, and there were faint wisps of black air coming out.

Li Daochang held the bowl in one hand, away from his nose, "Oh, your blood is so stale."

Feng Yi frowned and asked, "Then, will that affect you?"

"Poverty Dao has no choice but to do his best." After speaking, Li Daochang stuffed his hair into a purse, and took out a talisman from his pocket with the other hand, muttering something in his mouth.The sharp sound of air blasting suddenly sounded, and the talisman paper in Li Daochang's hand ignited in the wind.

"This Taoist priest has two tricks." Director Ma felt that he had made a false alarm before.

"Have you heard of yellow phosphorus?" Director Wang smiled and tilted his head.

……This.

Director Ma was suddenly very worried about Feng Yi.

Li Daochang ignited the purse with a talisman, and the familiar smell gradually filled the air, and it became heavier and heavier. Not only did ordinary people feel nauseous, even Li Daochang couldn't help covering his nose with his sleeve, "After finishing this You have to pay more... vomit”

Feng Yi pinched his nose, "What money?"

"The money for the props." Director Ma took out the masks he had prepared, "Come on, one for each person, don't grab it."

But this time the smell was particularly strong. Not only the people in the yard, but even the vegetable garden withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.The pungent smell that is still felt through the mask is wrapped in rain, covering the entire mountain.

A lightning blasted the shed above everyone's heads, and rainwater flowed down the gap.Director Ma was taken aback, grabbed Feng Yi's arm and asked, "The ghost is going to go through the catastrophe too."

Feng Yi looked at him blankly, "What is crossing..."

"Not good!" Li Chenfeng put away the wooden sword and stared at his gossip plate, "It's broken, it's broken now."

Director Ma was far away, and saw the pointer on the gossip board trembling back and forth like crazy, and was about to ask him what was going on, when he suddenly felt his neck tighten.

Feng Yi beside him stretched out his claws to pinch him, hesitation flickered on his face, then he let out a low growl, and opened his mouth to bite Director Ma's neck.

"Xiao Feng..." Director Ma hurriedly pushed him hard, who knew that Feng Yi's body would become heavy, his pupils were blood red, and every inch of his head would explode, like a wild animal that no relatives recognized.

Seeing this, Wang Jianling immediately grabbed Director Ma and dragged him out, while breaking Feng Yi's face with the other hand.

Fortunately, Feng Yi was still wearing a mask, so he couldn't use his teeth well.Director Ma only felt a dull pain in his neck, he didn't know whether it was pain or fright, his whole body was limp and he couldn't speak.

Wang Jianling yelled at Xiao Chen who was dazed aside, "Come and help!"

"Evil animal, die!" Before Xiao Chen could react, he saw Li Daochang stabbing with his sword, and the sharpened tip of the sword pointed directly at Feng Yi.

Director Ma was finally able to speak, "Wait a minute!"

Feng Yi was hit by a sword in the back, he swayed, let go of Director Ma and turned around, roaring at Li Chenfeng like a beast, black liquid kept gushing out of his mouth, dripping onto the light-colored T-shirt .

Seeing that the wound on his back was not deep, Director Ma felt relieved a little. "Daoist, what's going on?"

Li Chenfeng didn't answer, but made a backhanded sword art, "Hit!" A few hard objects in the shape of copper coins hit Feng Yi's forehead.The latter roared again, his expression became more ferocious, he frantically tore off his T-shirt, and his body gradually became transparent in a cloud of black air.

Director Ma was blocked by Director Wang, and carefully called him, "Feng Yi"

Feng Yi turned his head and looked at him, his face seemed to be in extreme pain, which turned into unwilling sobs on his lips.

"What's wrong with you... are you okay?"

Feng Yi couldn't answer, and disappeared into the vast mountain rain with a howl after a while.

What the hell did you say there would be no side effects? !

"Shu'er, go and call some of your senior brothers over here." Li Daochang put his sword on the ground and panted, "I'm sorry, something happened in the temple, Qian Poongdao don't want it, everyone should go down the mountain quickly."

Wang Jianling said, "Since the Taoist priest is inconvenient, let's take our leave first."

Director Ma shook off Director Wang's hand, "No, I won't go!" He stepped forward to grab Li Daochang's collar, but Director Wang grabbed him and came up angrily. "You are a broken Taoist, you are greedy for money, and careless about ghosts' lives. If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't go down the mountain!"

"Alas..." Li Chenfeng seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, and his voice was exhausted, "It's up to you whether you go or not. Look at what this mountain looks like now."

Director Ma put on his raincoat and went outside to have a look. Most of the lush forests in the mountains died overnight overnight. There was no other movement except the sound of rain and thunder.Director Ma is a little scared, why does this mountain have an evil spirit.

Was it really Feng Yixun?

"Here, what's going on?!" Director Ma walked back like a dream, and saw several older Taoist priests gathered together to discuss something.Director Wang saw that he was out of his mind, and came over to persuade him, "That Feng Yi was originally a ghost, wouldn't it be good to let him go like this, the things here are too evil, we ordinary people better not get caught up in it."

Director Ma shook his head, "If you want to go, go first."

Feng Yi said that he would not leave until he found someone, and that he was too abnormal before he disappeared, as if he had been robbed of his sanity by something and couldn't break free.Director Ma recalled Feng Yi's expression just now, besides the pain, there was also a trace of panic and helplessness, which he really couldn't bear, if he just walked away without paying attention, how could he live in peace in the future.

Director Ma saw a group of Taoist priests rushing towards the back mountain, and ignored Director Wang, so he quickened his pace to follow.

The Taoist priest came to the guest room area in the backyard and walked around to the back of the house.Director Ma rushed over to take a look, hey, there is a cliff behind the house.

Perhaps it is because the real estate of the Shangqing Palace has developed too fast in the past few years, and the guest rooms have been built to the edge of the top of the mountain.Director Ma looked at the high cliff under the thin layer of barbed wire behind the house, and couldn't help feeling scared. He came here to pour Feng Yi's bath water last night, but he couldn't see anything, and thought it was a vegetable garden... a few more walks I'm afraid I won't be able to see the sun today.

Black-hearted Taoism, bad real estate.

Li Chenfeng looked down the cliff and sighed, "As expected, I'm afraid something bad will happen!"

Director Ma heard something strange, and asked, "What are you muttering about?" Seeing that Li Daochang was stroking his beard and stopped talking, he said viciously, "Don't think that you will become kings just because you occupy a mountain, I'm not easy to mess with. Believe it or not, I will sue you at the Land Taxation Bureau, I and their bureau chief are good brothers who have been worshiped!"

Li Daochang waved his hand, "Now that things are up to now, there is nothing shameful. Let me tell you the truth."

It turned out that a long time ago, a monster appeared in Mangshan Mountain. It sucked human blood and did all kinds of evil.The Shangqing Palace was still a small Taoist temple at that time, and Li Chenfeng's ancestors worked together to seal it under the mountain. Since then, Cuiyun Peak has been covered with clouds and thunderstorms all day long. The flowers and trees on the mountain were infested, and Cuiyun Peak came to such a scene in a short time.

Li Chenfeng bowed his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I'm afraid that the ghost next to you is also related to it, so it was bewitched by it to hurt people."

Feng Yi is a ghost from the Qing Dynasty. Director Ma has a headache. The ghost has something to do with him. It must have been sealed in the mountains for hundreds of years.

This is so perverted!

"The magic power of that monster is boundless, and Pindao can't subdue it for a while, so you should go back."

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