After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

The time was wrong, it happened to be Zi Shi, all the abilities he relied on were suppressed to the extreme, even with the Hemostatic Curse, the original effect could not be achieved.

Song Daochang quickly treated the wound for the official responsible person, and at the same time asked the driver in front of him seriously and quickly: "What's going on? Why did you brake suddenly?"

The driver also saw the injury of the official responsible person in the rearview mirror. He explained in a flustered and apologetic way: "The car in front stopped suddenly. We are on the winding mountain road. In an emergency, I can only brake suddenly and cannot turn to avoid it. .”

Only then did Master Song notice that not only their car, but the entire convoy stopped without any warning.

Because other roads had problems due to the previous summer flood season, the fastest way they could choose to enter Jiazifen Village was the Panshan Highway.

But now the entire convoy is parked halfway, leaving deep brake marks on the road.Because the Panshan Highway is built on the mountain, the road turns at a huge angle, so there are only one or two cars behind, and it is no longer possible to see the situation ahead.

In addition, it is midnight now, and the wilderness without street lights can only rely on car lights for illumination. The vision is not good, and Song Yichang can't see what is going on in front of him.

Fortunately, the communication signal between the convoys was not disconnected, and soon, an explanation of the situation came from the front of the convoy.

However, it was not the message from the first lead car of the team, but the second car.

"There was a serious traffic accident in the front of the car. They seemed to have hit something. We saw them evasive from behind, and then directly mounted on the mountain, causing falling rocks to fall. We braked urgently to avoid it, sorry!"

The driver of the second car said anxiously: "But something is wrong, something, something strange is approaching us! Wait, I seem to see it... It's not an animal in the mountains! Yes, it's a skeleton! Lots of skeletons!"

The driver's scream came from the mobile phone: "They are climbing up the cliff! They are coming, they are coming! They are prying the car door!"

Song Daochang made a decisive decision and directly handed over the official person in charge to the other people in the car, got out of the car and ran directly to the front of the convoy.

The special department where the official person in charge works has its own processing team. Those people have more or less contact with ghosts and ghosts in the perennial cases, and they all carry the Haiyun Temple's spell for self-defense.This ensures that if an emergency occurs, the handling team will at least know how to avoid danger and can deal with it calmly.

But those who followed the official responsible person today were not those people.

Those brought in by the convoy were all normal personnel from Jiazifen Village and the Yang clan. They were brought in by a cross-level operation that was applied by the official person in charge and approved by Yang Binsheng, the security director of Binhai City.

Many of them are clerical personnel and official personnel in the Xiangnan area. They live in a normal world isolated from special events, and they even sneer at the theory of ghosts and gods.

As a result, if they encounter a ghost event, there is a high probability that they will not be able to handle it properly.

Although Daoist Song has practiced for many years, at this moment, he still has the heart to swear.

How could it be such a coincidence!

Did Heaven and Earth do it on purpose?What is this for?

While running to the front of the convoy, Song Yichang yelled loudly for everyone to stay in the car, lock the doors and don't get out of the car for now.

And at this time, he had already seen clearly what it was that made the driver so afraid.

— skeletons.

Like endless skeletons.

Those pale skeletons were climbing along the cliff to the winding mountain road, making a slight rustling sound.

Song Yichang's eyes sharpened, and he immediately ran to the side of the road near the cliff, stretching his head to look down.

Under the bright moonlight, the mountain depression under the cliff was filled with mist everywhere, and the bottom could not be seen at a glance.

But the skeletons on the cliff were one after another. They stretched out their palms that had turned into white bones, grabbed the protrusions of the mountain, and climbed up slowly and stiffly. There were white maggots wriggling in the black eye sockets. .

Daoist Song has never wanted to scold people like he does now.

There are more than 100 people in the whole team, and he is the only Taoist priest!

He decisively pulled out the mahogany sword he was carrying on his back, grabbed the talisman drawn earlier for preparation from the Taoist robe, pasted it on the mahogany sword, and "huh!" it turned into a burning flame.

Song Yidao held a fire sword in his hand, and while running towards the front of the car along the winding mountain road, the fire sword swept across the side of the road.

Many skeletons were stabbed by the mahogany sword, and flames burned on the white and miserable bones.

They opened their teeth and jaws in pain, but after losing their mouthpieces, they could only make sharp breath sounds, as if they were howling and cursing in pain.

They stretched out their hand bones, trying to slap the flames on their bodies, but they couldn't do anything, but they ignored that they were lying on the mountain, and letting go of their hands was equivalent to letting go of the leverage.

Immediately, the skeletons fell from the cliff one after another, and brought many skeletons below, burning with flames together, falling into the thick white mist of the mountain depression, and disappearing.

Song Daochang didn't have time to confirm the condition of the bones, so he could only rush to the front.

After seeing the situation of the leading car clearly, Song Yichang stopped in his footsteps.

The off-road vehicle overturned in the middle of the mountain road, almost blocking the entire road, and the front of the car was deformed when it hit the mountain.

Through the black reflective glass, Song Yichang couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.But outside the car, several skeletons were lying on the car, constantly hitting the car glass with their own bones, as if they wanted to smash the glass and break in.

Not only that, in front of the car, at a glance, there were probably dozens of pale skeletons, all walking slowly towards them on the road.

It seemed to block all their forward and backward paths from all directions.

"You bastard! Get the hell out of here!" Song Yichang yelled angrily, and with a mahogany sword, he charged directly at the skeletons lying on the car window, piercing the neck bones of the skeletons with his sword, and flying them flying head.

When the other skeletons heard the sound, they all turned to look at Daochang Song.

But in a fit of rage, Song Yidaochang's peach-wood sword showed no mercy at all, and he directly struck a skeleton with his sword, quickly clearing away the bones near the head car.

Because he wanted to confirm the situation in the car, Song Daochang had no time to deal with the skeleton not far ahead.He hurried to the overturned vehicle and asked loudly, "How are the people inside? Are you injured?"

Until then, the people in the car shook their hands and rolled down the window: "Master Dao, we don't have a big problem, it's just scratches. But what are those things? Why do the human bone specimens move!"

The rustling sound rang in his ears, and Song Yichang quickly glanced back, and then he was shocked to find that even though the mahogany sword cut off the heads of those skeletons, they didn't stop moving, but instead the skulls and bodies Move separately, as if as long as there is one bone left, the movement will continue.

There were even quite a few skeletons still burning with flames, and they staggered towards this side, as if those methods of exorcising evil that were always ineffective in the past had failed on them.

After a short moment of astonishment, Song Yichang made a decision immediately, and quickly opened the door of the front car, telling everyone to get off the car immediately with their belongings, and go to the convoy behind temporarily.

It's just that the position of the overturned car is really bad, almost blocking the road sideways, if it is not moved, the convoy behind will not be able to pass.

Seeing more and more skeletons climbing up the cliff, and not knowing how many of them would appear on the Panshang Highway, Song Yichang, who was at his wits' end, could only give priority to escorting those people to the car behind them first.

Holding a mahogany sword in his hand, he glared at the skeletons, then quickly closed the door after the people got into the car, and then ran back to the front. While guarding against the attacks of the skeletons, he quickly thought of a way to move the car to the side. Make way.

Song Daochang called the old Taoist priest, but as soon as he got through, he was greeted with scolding from the old Taoist priest.

"Zi Shi still called me? Do you think your master and I can't cultivate fast enough and want to send me directly to cultivate immortality!"

The old Taoist priest was not a peaceful character, but now that he was awakened from a deep sleep, he was even more angry when he woke up.

Generally speaking, Daoist Song would wait for the old Taoist to finish scolding before speaking.But this time, he interrupted his master with a wry smile: "Master, we encountered an accident on the way to Jiazifen Village. I'm afraid I can't handle it by myself, so hurry up and ask Master what to do."

The elder Taoist's curse disappeared for a moment.

Then, the old Taoist priest became even more angry: "Are you a young Taoist priest who just graduated from the school? You are exactly the same as your apprentice! You and Lu Xingxing will go and learn the lessons for me again when you come back!"

Song Daochang: ...Lu Xingxing!

But without further ado, Song Yizhang hurriedly swept away the surrounding skeletons, and explained the current situation to the old Taoist priest concisely.

The old Taoist groaned for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Use the spell and ask Yan Shixun for help."

"What?" Song Yichang was stunned: "But Junior Brother Yan is just an ordinary person!"

Generally speaking, when Taoist priests use spells, they will clearly state who is borrowing power from which god or patriarch for what reason, and ask the righteous gods and patriarchs to lend themselves the power of the corresponding effect to drive away evil spirits and catch ghosts.

However, I have never heard of borrowing power from a person who is still alive.

Song Yichang was almost stunned on the spot.

The old Taoist said firmly: "Yan Shixun is in Jiazifen Village right now. I don't believe that you can all find out that something is wrong. He can't. Although the live broadcast signal is disconnected now, I can't see what he did there. But he will definitely not sit still. When you ask him for help, it is equivalent to seeking an alliance with a person who is familiar with the local area."

"Besides, Yan Shixun is the most favored miracle I have ever seen in my life."

"Let's borrow strength from him and seek a miracle."

When the old Taoist said so much, Daoist Song had no room to refute.

He gritted his teeth, and when he saw more and more skeletons pouring towards the convoy, he still forced himself to calm down and recite the Vajra Mantra silently.

Song Daochang has recited the Vajra Mantra countless times in more than 20 years, but he has never changed the god who asked for help to Yan Shixun's name.

When he pronounced Yan Shixun's name, he hesitated for a moment, but soon came back to his senses and read it to the end.

But Daoist Song no longer had hope for a response.

When he was looking at the bottom of the cliff just now, he found that the geomantic omen here is very strange, the yang energy is lost but the yin energy is gathered, it seems that the cause and effect of the universe are reversed.It is very difficult to seek help from ghosts and gods under such circumstances.

Moreover, whether it is drawing amulets or reciting incantations, it needs to be done in one go, calm in the heart and have strong and firm beliefs, firmly believe that you can get power, and firmly believe in the god who borrows power.

However, Song Daochang hesitated just now, and he failed to do any of them.

...I'm sorry, Master, it seems that I really have to go back to the furnace and reshape with that traitor Lu Xingxing.

Song Yichang clenched the mahogany sword in his hand, and was ready to remove the vehicles blocking the road by his own strength, and protect the safety of the entire convoy by himself from the pile of bones.

However, Yan Shixun's name caused a certain existence to lightly lower its thick eyelashes like crow's feathers, raise its pupils, and look indifferently towards the direction where the voice came from.

Ye Li stood in the silent darkness, the long black hair draped over his shoulders slipped down his shoulders as he raised his head, his pale and bloodless handsome face was stern without a trace of warmth, but only in the When he heard Yan Shixun's name, he smiled.

Who is asking for Yan Shixun's help?

For thousands of years, countless voices have been transmitted to Ye Li from heaven and earth, wanting to beg his help and borrow his strength.

But without exception, Ye Li was just indifferent, watching everything that happened in the world with cold eyes.

Disappointed with ghost exorcists and strangers in the world, Ye Li also looked at life and hope indifferently.

Who will die?The return journey is nothing but Fengdu, and at that time, there will be a verdict.Why bother to respond to the meaningless requests of strangers.

Until Ye Li met Yan Shixun.

He handed over his real name to Yan Shixun, and made a solemn promise to Yan Shixun to be recognized by heaven and earth.

——No matter when Yan Shixun calls his name, he will always appear.

And, respond to Yan Shixun.

More, call my name more, Yan Shixun.

Let me help you, let me explore you, let me be dependent on you.

Then, let our cause and effect be more deeply entangled until you and I can no longer be separated.

Ye Li thought so.

It's a pity that Yan Shixun doesn't care about the powerful power that other people can't get.

Yan Shixun has never completely relied on the power of spells and divination, ghosts and gods are no different to him from ordinary people.All he relies on is his own strength.

Although Ye Li regretted it, it was precisely because of this that in his eyes, Yan Shixun's light was so dazzling that he could not be ignored, which also made him unable to let go and wanted to see more.

——How far can you do it?Yan Shixun.

Ye Li slightly raised the corners of his lips, and there was a hint of a smile on his bloodless lips, which diluted the sense of superiority and alienation on that handsome and stern face like a god, allowing him to step into the world one step at a time.

"Yan...Shi Xun." Ye Li's deep voice was tinged with a smile: "Someone is asking for your help."

According to your personality, you will definitely not ignore it, right?

That being the case...

Ye Li lowered his eyes, the sense of oppression brought by his slender and tall body was full, and he was not angry.

At that moment, he seemed to be standing on a high altar, judging all the sins and karma.Nothing escapes him, he sees everything.

Ye Li's lips let out a low monotone.

"can."

Almost instantly, a ferocious force swept across the entire courtyard, and then rushed straight to the direction of the source of the sound, and the invisible strong air flow flew away like a meteor.

Ye Li replaced Yan Shixun, responded to the voice, and lent his strength.

He blinked lightly, and his sharp and indifferent eyebrows were stained with a smile: "Shi Xun, there is one more karma you owe me. Remember to pay it back."

"Use you."

……

Song Daochang waited for a while, and as expected, he found that his spell hadn't taken effect.

Sure enough.

He gripped the peach-wood sword tightly, and said to the old Taoist priest on the other side of the phone in a serious voice: "Master, something is wrong here, the yin and yang worlds have been reversed, I'm not sure if it's man-made or God's will. But there are definitely graves nearby, these bones... ...It was those corpses that were transformed. The remaining yang energy from the corpses was taken away, and even the flesh and blood were used as nutrients, so they became what they are now."

"I'm not sure how many more corpses there will be, but at present there are hundreds of people in the convoy all relying on me alone, so it may be a bit difficult. Please ask Hai Yunguan to send other priests to exorcise evil spirits immediately, so as to ensure that no one will be injured after us."

"You don't need to say it." The old Taoist snorted and asked, "What about you?"

Song Yidao gave a long and short smile, and then immediately exerted force under his feet wearing cloth shoes, and directly rushed towards more and more skeletons around him with the mahogany sword in his hand.

"Master, don't worry, I, Haiyun Guan, have never hidden behind living creatures to escape!"

The mahogany sword pointed straight at the skulls of the bones, but those bones seemed to be not afraid of pain. After being hit by Song Yizhang, all the broken bones were still moving, and they continued to crawl towards Song Yizhang.

He seemed to be alone and surrounded by layers, attacking from all directions.

But Song Daochang could only watch helplessly as the skeleton next to him stretched out his palm, and would immediately grab his shoulder.

He clenched his teeth and didn't dodge.

Can't hide, there are hundreds of people in the motorcade behind him, he would rather die than let the ordinary people behind get hurt!

But just when Song Yichang was ready to be injured, he suddenly felt a powerful but cold force pouring into the mahogany sword in his hand.

At that moment, with the help of divine power, all the skeletons within the range brought by the sword wind swept by the peach wood sword, all the bones were turned into powder under the cold and tyrannical power before they even had time to scream.

For the dead, it is an irresistible force, as long as they touch it a little, they can only hang their heads humbly and tell the sins of their life.

Those who are guilty will be burned with fire and suffering will be added to their bodies, and their souls will fall into hell forever.

Those who are innocent will be reincarnated.

The bones that were endless one moment ago had been wiped out the next moment. They were nowhere to be seen on the winding mountain road, and the thick fog cleared away in the mountain depression, revealing the densely packed graves underneath.

White powder fell in the air one after another and landed on Song Yichang's shoulder.

He was a little dazed, and stretched out his hand to catch the powder that fell into his palm, but as soon as the wind blew, it disappeared without a trace.

It seemed like everything just now was just an illusion.

"Song Yi? What happened to you?" The old Taoist realized something was wrong.

Song Daochang's eyes were straight, and it was rare for him to feel that he couldn't turn his head: "Master, you are right, please borrow your strength from Junior Brother Yan."

"But……"

Is this the power that ordinary practitioners or exorcists can possess?To instantly annihilate all the skeletons full of resentment after death, this is almost omnipotent strength...

Command a hundred ghosts, no one dares not to obey.

"Junior Brother Yan...is the evil spirit penetrating into the bones so powerful?"

Song Daochang looked complicated.

He felt the gap between people.

Is this talent?The miracle between heaven and earth...

The old Taoist snorted: "Since it's settled, let's go quickly and stay there to prepare for camping?"

Song Daochang suddenly came to his senses, and while the borrowed strength was still there, he pushed away the vehicle blocking the road by himself, and then told the convoy to speed up through the winding mountain road with a loud voice.

But until he returned to the car, Song Yichang felt the strength slowly fading, and looked down at the palms stretched out in front of his eyes, unable to recover for a long time.

He just pushed away the two-ton car with one hand?Is this power real?Why didn't the Vajra Mantra he used before have such power?

Song Daochang felt that his head was full of question marks, and he couldn't figure out what was going on.

But he is very sure that if Yan Shixun can have such power even by lending him strength, then Yan Shixun's own strength is enough to become the founder of any sect.

Brother Yan, you really shouldn't be underestimated.

Song Daochang sighed with emotion.

The official person in charge regained his sanity when he was dizzy. When he asked about it to Song Yizhang who had just returned, he was patted back by Song Yizhang on the shoulder.

"With the help of Junior Brother Yan, your future work can be easily solved." Song Daochang joked with approval in his eyes: "You have really good vision. Those who can win Junior Brother Yan will be a ghost."

Official person in charge: "...?"

He just had a slight concussion, why does he feel that he can't understand the world?