Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

Cold sweat broke out on Li Mingjue's forehead in an instant, and the feeling of a light on his back made him swallow hard.

In order not to startle the snake, he still pretended to be ignorant.

Holding the compass and moving towards Jiang Xuanling, Li Mingjue said angrily, "It's so foggy, I can't see the way at all, where did we come in from just now? Don't find the way back."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mingjue's tongue was about to get tangled, and Li Mingjue's tongue was about to tie up. His arms tightened, and his master pulled him over.

Pulled him into his arms at once.Hearing the sound of "Zheng", Jiang Xuanling pushed back the things behind Li Mingjue with a sword, and let out a shrill scream, which sounded like a woman's cry.

Li Mingjue was horrified when he heard that, if it wasn't for his big belly, which made it inconvenient to use spiritual power, he would definitely take the lead and chase after to see the true face of the female ghost.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Xuanling withdrew his long sword, lowered his head to stare at Li Mingjue, and said with concern: "Don't be afraid, it's just a mere evil spirit. Don't use your spiritual power, be careful of the child in your belly."

"Master, this thick fog is most likely caused by that evil spirit. Let's chase after it and see where it is."

This thick fog can disturb the vision of ordinary people, but to Jiang Xuanling, it is nothing.

With one hand around Li Mingjue's waist, he had already gone several tens of feet in a few seconds. Jiang Xuanling stood on one of the treetops, looking condescendingly at the dense forest below.

Suddenly, I heard an extremely tragic ghost cry, which spread rapidly in the night.

Li Mingjue listened for a while, then suddenly pointed in a certain direction and said loudly, "There!"

Jiang Xuanling nodded, and chased after him with his arms around him.

As soon as it landed, several people rolled out of the thick fog.

One by one, they rolled and crawled, crying for their father and mother, like headless chickens, trying to escape in all directions.

Li Mingjue took a closer look and was immediately happy. Isn't this the same few villagers I met in the noodle shop during the day?

Daring to love is really not bragging, what you say is true, a few idiots joined hands and came to this lonely mountain to look for ghosts together.

It has to be said that these foolish dogs are quite courageous.

"You guys don't know the Taoism of Taoism. I'm afraid you're going to die here, aren't you?"

Li Mingjue took a step forward, grabbed a fleeing villager casually, and threw it back, the man was rolling on the ground like a ball, and finally stopped, his face was pale, and his soul was scared to death look.

"What? Did you see the devil? Are you so scared?"

"You... are you two people or ghosts? Come... What are you doing here in the wilderness? Who told you to come?" One of the villagers regained his composure and said in a trembling voice.

Li Mingjue: "Just like you, I just came here to see the evil spirits everyone is talking about when I have nothing to do. Anyway, I am idle, so I just came over to have fun—"

After a pause, he smiled and pointed to Jiang Xuanling next to him: "Coincidentally, my friend is a well-known monk in the cultivation world. It's as simple as crushing a tiny ant to death."

Hey, anyway, what he said is the truth, the master is amazing, for example, like Yan Li, the master can hit ten with one hand.

A mere evil spirit, to Master, that is simply overkill.

After hearing this, many villagers looked at each other in dismay, probably remembering how Jiang Xuanling smacked someone's mouth from time to time during the day, and took out several of his teeth.

Looking at Jiang Xuanling's attire, appearance, and unconcealable aura, he firmly believed in what Li Mingjue said.

One of the villagers said: "If this is the case, that would be great. This evil spirit is harmful to people, and it always comes out in the middle of the night to scare people. The small place is poor, and there is no money to invite the mage from the temple, and invite the Taoist master to come. Alright, hurry up and take that evil spirit away, lest she come out and harm others!"

Jiang Xuanling didn't say anything, but Li Mingjue's eyes were particularly sharp, and he caught a glimpse of the yellow talismans on the villagers' bodies at a glance. He beckoned curiously: "What kind of talisman is this? Show me it."

"It's said to be an exorcism talisman. If you stick it on your body, the evil spirits won't be able to get close."

As the villagers said, they carefully peeled off the yellow talisman and showed it to Li Mingjue.

Li Mingjue took it and glanced at it casually, and saw that it was indeed an exorcism spell, but the drawing was really not good, it lacked arms and legs.For basic skills like drawing talismans, if you make a mistake in one stroke, the talisman will not work.

"Is this spell useful? Tell the truth, don't hold back."

The villagers said: "I'm telling the truth, it's useless, just now that evil spirit appeared all of a sudden, it's not afraid of this spell at all, and even threw itself on us."

"That's right, it's useless. The spell is drawn incorrectly." Li Mingjue bit his finger, completed the spell casually, and handed it to the villager, "That's it."

Hearing this, the villager immediately got annoyed and said, "I bought this for two taels of silver each! How could it be fake?"

"I didn't say that the spell is fake, but the drawing is wrong. It's like saying, let you eat a bowl of noodles, and you run to eat a bowl of paste. The former makes you full, and the latter makes you empty. Can it be the same?"

Li Mingjue's words were not rough, and he explained them vividly. At the end, he didn't forget to brag about himself.

"Don't look at me drawing very casually, but as the saying goes, fifteen minutes on stage, ten years off stage, I, a spell like an ordinary person, may not necessarily get it if he wants it."

"It's so magical? Then quickly draw one for me!"

"Draw me, draw me!"

A nest of villagers rushed forward, pushing each other, begging Li Mingjue to draw a spell for them.

Li Mingjue was about to reach out to take it, but Jiang Xuanling stopped him from the side.

Jiang Xuanling stared at Li Mingjue's bleeding fingers, shook his head and said in a deep voice, "You don't need to be so troublesome, as long as I'm here, that evil spirit will never dare to hurt anyone."

After a pause, he continued: "Furthermore, if that evil spirit really wanted to harm people, you would have already died when he bumped into you just now."

Li Mingjue also felt that the evil spirit was quite strange. It stands to reason that since a year ago, the village has been troubled by evil spirits, and there must have been several murders.

As a result, it happened once, and a villager who was rolling the grass outside with his mistress died.

Moreover, if that evil spirit was really the widow who died tragically before, it stands to reason that those spells in the village would not be able to stop such heavy resentment at all, and the village should have been slaughtered long ago.

It turned out that the evil spirit was wandering around the lonely mountain and didn't enter the village, which was very strange.

Based on Li Mingjue's understanding of Xie Chong, those things are inhumane, not to mention the death is so miserable, the resentment must be extremely deep.

Li Mingjue pinched his chin, feeling as if he had missed some important clue, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Until a villager said tremblingly: "Just now... just now I saw that the evil spirit is a woman, with disheveled hair, a pale face, and an empty body. When the wind blows, her body wobbles!"

By the way, the body!

Earlier, from the waiter in the shop, the two learned that after the widow died, her head was chopped off and put on the manhole cover, but they didn't mention where her body went.

Could it be that after the widow's body was separated, the body was not found until the time of the burial?

Li Mingjue asked his doubts solemnly.

Several villagers looked at each other, and one of them said: "You guessed it right, the government didn't find any clues back then, so they ordered people to bury the widow's head, and it was done hastily. It's been so long, who knows where the body is?" went?"

"Where did you bury your head? Do you remember?"

"Remember, it's near here. As long as someone dies in the village, the bones will be buried on the mountain. Come with me."

Those villagers led the two of them to walk in one direction. At that time, the thick fog gradually dispersed, but the surrounding area was still dark and terrifying.

"It's right there. The tablet without writing is the widow's grave."

The villagers explained: "Because the widow killed her husband's family and son before she was alive, and then her head was chopped off after she died, so she is not a complete person, so she hastily placed her here."

Li Mingjue took out an open flame talisman and lit it up. The soil under his feet was a little soft, and he could smell a faint smell of dried salted fish.

It is not difficult to imagine that not long ago, this grave was dug by something, and the soil was refilled.

Li Mingjue wanted to lure the female ghost out, so he simply said to the others: "Go, dig that grave for me!"

As soon as the words came out, those villagers quit, and said with embarrassment on their faces: "This can't be done. Digging people's graves is against morality. We can't do such unconscionable things. If you want to dig you, you can do it yourself." Fuck, that female ghost is looking for you back."

"Even if she looks for me, I'm not afraid. As long as she's not afraid of never returning, what am I afraid of?"

Li Mingjue is not very old, and he has always been surprisingly courageous. He wanted to lure the female ghost out, so he had no choice but to dig her grave.

Of course, he was pregnant with a child. How could he do such a conscienceless and immoral thing?

Then he winked at Jiang Xuanling, Jiang Xuanling nodded, glanced at the villagers, and said simply: "Planing."

The few villagers looked at each other in shock, kept silent, and silently started digging the grave with the hoes and shovels they brought.

Unexpectedly, just after digging for a while, there are gusts of dark wind around, like the cry of a woman, coming from far and near.

It makes people feel unstoppable.

In order to cheer them up, Li Mingjue deliberately distracted them and asked, "What kind of person is that dead man?"

The villager said: "A local ruffian who used to be an executioner in the yamen, and later drinking and making trouble, the yamen drove him back. He didn't marry a wife when he was over [-] years old, and he was idle all day long. Ambitious women flirt with each other."

"You deserve it if you die, bah!"

"Pooh!"

It stands to reason that the deceased is the greatest, no matter what kind of person he was before he was alive, but after death all grievances and grievances disappear, one should not be so gloating.

But it can be seen from this that the deceased was not a good person, and no one said a good word for him after he died.