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The dormitory area became a mess.

Screams, calls for help, and heart-piercing reminders were intertwined, causing panic and anxiety.

The young Yan Shixun raised his hands and smashed a bloody path from the corridor, throwing the students who were chased by evil spirits along the way like piggies, one by one into the nearby dormitory, and then locked the door, Fu Yihua continued to walk forward with a cold face.

Simply and neatly, without a word.

Before the rescued student realized what happened, he heard the door slam "Bang!", and caught a slender figure flashing by out of the corner of his eye.

The students looked at each other, seeing the dazed and undecided look in each other's eyes.

After a long while, these students who had just been chased by the evil spirits reacted from the fear of dying.

Someone hesitantly said: "That person...is it from our dormitory building?"

This sentence is like a clue, slowly leading to everyone's memory.

"It seems to be. From my impression, I seem to have seen him walk through the floors of the Finance Institute?"

"It should be. When the freshmen entered the school, I saw him in the coffin lecture hall."

"Huh? A freshman student?"

"Fuck! There is such a number one person in our dormitory building? I don't even know!"

"It's a pity that he walked too fast, otherwise I would have to ask him for help. This is a lifesaver!"

……

The young Yan Shixun didn't care what other people thought of him at all, nor was he interested in what other people said.

When someone was dragged out of the evil spirit's mouth by him and held in his hand, he still looked like he hadn't come out of fear, trying to struggle in Yan Shixun's hands.

But Yan Shixun kicked the bedroom door next to him mercilessly, threw him in, locked the door, turned around and left.

All in one go.

As easy as the assembly line.

Many students who almost died at the hands of the evil spirit just now were taken aback.

student:?Is this really human?I ran so embarrassingly just now, this guy has one in each hand?

Some people also vaguely remembered Yan Shixun's identity after seeing Yan Shixun's face because of this too handsome face, and called out his name in surprise.

"Yan Shixun??! Aren't you from the School of Finance? Why are you here..."

Before the questioning was finished, Yan Shixun directly drove him into the next bedroom.

The man in Tuliu was full of door numbers, facing the door panel that was closed in front of him with a "bang!", not knowing how to react.

And Zhang Wubing, who was following Yan Shixun, was responsible for explaining to the stunned students with a smile, making them believe that Yan Shixun was here to help them, not with those evil spirits.

——A student was scared out of his wits just now, and attacked everyone who approached him indiscriminately. The knife in his hand cut a hole in Yan Shixun's hand, which made Yan Shixun frown displeased, Dangerous eyes.

Seeing that Zhang Wubing was almost scared to death.

So in the following process, Zhang Wubing hurriedly revealed their identities to the other party before the other party made a more intense struggle.

"Student! We are from the School of Finance, and we came here because we saw that you needed help."

"Don't be afraid, we are here to help you! We are human beings, students of the School of Finance, not ghosts!"

Zhang Wubing spoke so dryly that he felt his throat was about to burst into smoke.

Fortunately, since he was born in Zhang's family, Zhang Wubing often socialized with the elders in the family, so he knew how to make the other party trust him and leave a good impression on him.

In addition, Zhang Wubing has a face that is not deceiving at first glance, immature but sincere.So those who heard what he said gradually believed him. Even though the young Yan Shixun had a cold face and no warmth, he was no longer as scared as before, but thanked Yan Shixun with tears of gratitude.

Young Yan Shixun: Tsk.

trouble.

Yan Shixun didn't intend to let others thank him, on the contrary, he didn't like to forge karma with others at will.

If it wasn't because tonight's things were too weird, and the tragic scene of ghosts everywhere made him unhappy, knowing that if he didn't take action, these people would die at the hands of evil ghosts, so he wouldn't care about it.

Thinking of this, the young Yan Shixun remembered his future "self" even more.

In his view, the beginning of all this is related to the future "self".

The first thing that was wrong came from his intuition when he returned to the dormitory.

The future "self" appeared in his dormitory, and flipped through a disease-free movie magazine. There were also traces of someone walking in the dormitory, but the spell on the door was not touched...

Although the young Yan Shixun doesn't know what will happen in the future, he knows himself enough and knows what he wants.

He knew very well that he would never become someone who used evil spirits to kill people—especially in such a huge and tragic scene.

Therefore, after eliminating all options that do not fit his personality, there is only one possibility with the highest probability left.

——The future "self", on the way to investigate something, triggered this huge ghost aura that engulfed the entire campus, and returned to the time point where he was, and was brought here with the ghost aura.

The young Yan Shixun couldn't help feeling amused, and sneered at his future "self".

Waste?Can't even fix that.

Even trouble him in the past.

However, with his talent of evil ghosts penetrating into bones, no matter what he learns, he is far faster than others, at a speed of thousands of miles a day.

Different from "Shang Zhongyong", Yan Shixun is very clear that the ghost energy is always wandering in his meridians, eroding his physical body.

The evil ghost will not disappear, it will only live and die with him.

He tamed the skeleton, or... was killed by ghost energy.

The future "self" will not lose the appearance of evil ghosts.

The Dao is fair, and what is taken away is given accordingly.

While fighting evil spirits to the bone, he has also acquired a talent that far surpasses all others, and his cultivation is far from comparable to others.

Only his master, Li Chengyun, can communicate with him without barriers and even teach him with the same excellent talent and thorough understanding of the Dao.

Now he is enough to become a teacher and take charge on his own, not to mention his future "self".

Although he is contemptuous of his future "self" in his heart, Yan Shixun is very aware of the gap between others and himself, and will not negate and belittle himself at will.

Instead, he believed in himself.

It is precisely because of this that the young Yan Shixun became suspicious-what kind of world did his future "self" trigger?

Yan Shixun's gaze wandered past the thick to viscous ghost aura around him, and he muttered in his heart.

Could it be that the future "self" has a more irritable temper, rushed directly into the lair of the underworld, turned the underworld upside down, and released all the evil spirits who were imprisoned in hell?

Otherwise, why would there be such a strong ghostly aura?

Moreover, Yan Shixun could see clearly that this ghost energy not only brought a large number of evil spirits, but also provided strength for the ghosts who were already stranded in the school.

According to Zhang Wubing, when he was leaving the dormitory, he saw their roommate who hadn't seen him since the beginning of school.

It's just that it's a ghost state.

In Zhang Wubing's description, the roommate still had bloodstains and bruises on his body.

Yan Shixun frowned, and started to calculate, but found that his strange roommate was clearly alive and well, and he didn't die in a short time.

But a year later, that roommate will usher in his catastrophe.

If you get through it, your life will go smoothly, otherwise, you will be buried in the ground.

But now that roommate has become a ghost... the timing is wrong.

Moreover, when walking all the way, Yan Shixun not only saw the sinful ghosts whose souls were almost the same as black mud, but also saw many ghosts wearing the uniforms of Binda University, or who looked like students at first glance.

The faces of these ghosts were dull, as if they didn't know why they appeared here at all, but they were just driven forward by the power, and walked forward in confusion, relying on the instinct of the ghosts, wanting to follow the evil ghosts next to them, and go to the living people. Take power.

Yan Shixun did not treat these confused ghosts like those evil ghosts, but occasionally stopped to ask these ghosts why.

"I...I don't know." The ghost wearing the uniform of Binda decades ago answered Yan Shixun's question in confusion: "I was buried under the tree next to me, and I have been sleeping, but a force knocked me wake."

Yan Shixun even saw a familiar face.

A student who died in military training not long after entering school.

The student's soul was pure white, but from the place where he stood on the ground, the sea of ​​blood began to slowly spread black, as if polluted by the sea of ​​blood.

"I don't know...I want to go back to the dormitory, but I can't find my way."

The student sincerely asked Yan Shixun for help: "I was here as soon as I opened my eyes. I have an impression of your face. You should also be a freshman. Do you know where my dormitory is? I forgot ..."

After asking these ghosts, the young Yan Shixun realized a problem——

I am afraid that all the souls who died on the campus of Binda University and have not been sent to reincarnation by the errands are gradually being polluted into evil spirits because of this ghost energy, and assimilated by the thick sin in the sea of ​​blood.

They still had a chance to reincarnate, but many of their souls had become increasingly slim due to the pollution of the sea of ​​blood.

After realizing this, while saving the students, Yan Shixun also made a decisive decision to send those souls who had died on the campus of Binda University to their deaths on the spot, intending to send them to the underworld.

However, the spells and rituals that had already been memorized in his heart had no effect at all.

Those souls... are still wandering in confusion.

The young Yan Shixun only felt that his heart was heavy.

This aspect confirmed his previous guess—the hell, something happened.

Therefore, together with the reincarnation dominated by the underworld, and the function of housing the soul after death, it is also temporarily suspended.

Right now, the impact doesn't seem to be that big.

But once time goes by, all the dead souls lose their places to go, and can only wander in the world in confusion, and accumulate more and more, affecting the lives of ordinary people...

Yan Shixun's heart sank slightly, and his original dissatisfaction with his future "self" also turned into seriousness.

Almost instantly, he thought of the coffin lecture hall on campus.

The other students didn't know the origin of the lecture hall, but because of the rumors on the Internet, they felt that the former mass graves under the lecture hall were built in this way to suppress those ghosts.

But from the first day of school, Yan Shixun knew that the coffin lecture hall was for those corpses who couldn't recognize their owners to have a home, so they don't have to continue wandering in the world in a daze.

Binda University has been established for a long time. A hundred years ago, many progressive people died on campus.

Their bodies were randomly piled up on the campus, forming a hill, and no one dared to take the risk to clean them up.

Sun exposure, wind and rain, wild dogs gnawing on food, refugees filling their hunger...

Even though Binda took risks and fought on the basis of reason, finally won the negotiation with difficulty and buried those bones.

But, after all, it was too late.

Confused and unwilling souls roam the campus of Binda University, because of obsession in their hearts, even after death, they still want to complete what they did not finish during their lifetime.

Decades ago, because the existence of souls has seriously affected the daily teaching and life of the school, Binda invited the Haiyun Temple to make a coffin-shaped lecture hall, so that those wandering lonely souls can rest in peace.

And the three trees in front of the lecture hall are indeed taken from the meaning of the three sticks of incense, so that the soul can be reincarnated contentedly after receiving the endless vitality and incense in the campus.

When entering school, Li Chengyun stood in front of the lecture hall with his arms folded, looked up at the lecture hall for a long time, and his Qingjun figure flew away in the wind like a fairy.

Then, he lowered his head slowly and bowed to the auditorium.

Li Chengyun told Yan Shixun that among the corpses piled here back then, there were wicked people, progressive people, and Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple.

One of his senior brothers died here.

But because the corpses were fragmented, most of them had only half an arm or bones left, and it was impossible to tell who was who, so the school had no choice but to bury them together.

Under the lecture hall, there are not only people who help the world, but also people who are extremely vicious.

At this moment, Yan Shixun recalled what Li Chengyun said.

He realized that since the ghost energy can nourish all the souls who died in Binda, the souls below the lecture hall will also reappear on the campus of Binda because of this ghost energy.

And some of these ghosts, because of unwillingness and cruelty in their hearts, may continue to do evil and endanger other people on campus.

It seemed that he had to take the initiative to find his future "self" and ask what was going on.

The young Yan Shixun's eyes were slightly cold as he thought about it.

He had to save all of this before the ghost aura caused more serious effects, and the ghosts suppressed by the lecture hall could not be affected.

The souls who are martyred in ideals cannot be disturbed, nor can evil spirits be allowed to escape to do evil.

Moreover, those souls on campus who lost their lives due to pain or accidents during their lifetime should not end up with the evil spirits, engulfed in a sea of ​​blood, and never see the sun again.

Even if the young Yan Shixun imagined that scene, he felt full of anger.

As a result, the strength of his subordinates became more and more ruthless, and all the evil spirits standing in front of him burned into ashes in the golden light before they could even utter a scream.

The students who saw this scene were trembling with fright.

Who said freshmen are cute and new?This is simply a fierce god, it's too scary!

The student wanted to cry without tears, so in Yan Shixun's hands, he became more obedient like a little sheep, following Yan Shixun's strength, he rushed into the bedroom next to him actively, for fear that Yan Shixun would beat him back.

"Bang!", the bedroom door was locked.

The young Yan Shixun's slender fingertips slid over the scratches on the back of his hands, stained with blood, and then skillfully and quickly drew a spell pattern on the door panel.

All in one go.

At the moment when the last stroke fell, the charm suddenly lit up with golden light, and the mysterious lines took effect.

Evil spirits dare not invade.

"Yan, Brother Yan." Zhang Wubing's trembling voice interrupted Yan Shixun's thinking.

Trembling, he raised his hand and pointed to the stairs next to him: "Brother Yan, look, then, is that a person?"

The young Yan Shixun didn't pay attention at first, his thoughts kept turning, and he cast his eyes casually sideways.

Then the next moment, Yan Shixun's narrow and sharp eyes widened a little bit.

On the stairs leading to the upper floor, there was an arm hanging limply from the edge of the stairs without any movement.

Like, already dead.

That arm was still wearing normal clothes, although Yan Shixun could only see a corner from his angle, but relying on the color and pattern, he quickly matched the clothes and its owner in his memory.

——Just a few hours ago, the owner of this dress was in the same classroom as Yan Shixun.When Yan Shixun and Zhang Wubing left, this person was still laughing and talking about games with his companions, full of vigor and vitality.

The voice attracted Yan Shixun's attention, causing him to cast a casual glance over it, remembering that classmate's face and clothes.

And now, this person is lying on the stairs, motionless, losing all vitality.

The young Yan Shixun quickly took three steps in parallel and rushed up the stairs, about to check on this person's condition.

But as soon as the complete figure of this person came into Yan Shixun's field of vision, he froze.

Even the footsteps involuntarily slowed down.

Without him.

This man...is dead beyond death.

He was face down, lying sideways on the stairs, his arms stretched forward vigorously, as if trying to escape from what was behind him.

But in the process of escaping, he was still caught by something behind him.

The blood gathered into a lake and flowed down the stairs like a bloody waterfall.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the man's lower body, and the white wall beside the stairs was splashed with blood everywhere.

Zhang Wubing never knew that a person could have so much blood.

This man... only his upper body was on the stairs.

Waist cut.

As for the two legs, I don't know where they went.

Yan Shixun stood silently on the spot, lowering his long eyelashes, silently looking at the person who fell on the ground.

Only the palms slowly clenched into fists at the side revealed a trace of emotion.

Zhang Wubing couldn't control his muscles trembling all over his body, his lips trembled so much that he could hardly speak.

He opened his mouth a few times before he managed to suppress the sour tremor in his throat, suppressed his crying and asked Yan Shixun next to him: "Brother Yan, he, he..."

Zhang Wubing wanted to ask if he could save this person.

But he knew very well that no one would survive after being cut in half.

He also wanted to ask, is this person really dead?

But the facts were right in front of him, and he was not allowed to escape.

Due to physical reasons, Zhang Wubing has been struggling with death since he was a child. Every morning when he opened his eyes and found that he was still alive, he would sincerely thank life and love the precious life.

He thought that he would die, and even imagined the scene of his death in his mind countless times, as well as his funeral, his family and friends...

But he never thought that he would watch someone he knew die.

And, in such a tragic way.

Zhang Wubing, who trusted Yan Shixun, subconsciously wanted to seek an answer from Yan Shixun that would allow him to escape reality. He wanted Yan Shixun to tell him that these were all fake, that this person was still alive, There is help.

However, reason is laughing at Zhang Wubing again: Don't be stupid, didn't you see it?

Man, death is death.

——'The stranger is fragile'.

Zhang Wubing was shaking like a sieve, his head was so messed up that he couldn't think at all.

But Yan Shixun's eyes kept falling on this man's corpse, patrolling over the corpse without letting go of any small details.

Then, his slender body paused.

Yan Shixun quickly squatted down and poked his finger towards the man's temple.

At the same time, he silently recited the Golden Light Mantra in his heart to expel all ghosts in the vicinity.

The moment Yan Shixun touched the corpse, it was as if the fog that had been blocking his eyes was pushed away by an invisible hand, and all the blood stains that blocked the truth were wiped away.

revealed the truth.

There was a wave of fluctuation in the space on the stairs, the blood rushed from the upper floor, slowly gathered into a pool of blood and flowed towards the stairs, ghostly aura covered everything.

The same engulfed the body that fell on the stairs.

Almost instantly, the corpse disappeared into the sea of ​​blood!

Under Yan Shixun's outstretched fingers, there was only air left.

He quickly looked up, his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

Zhang Wubing, who was still suppressing the urge to cry beside him, also froze heavily.

"Yan, brother Yan Yan Yan, he seems to have disappeared?"

Zhang Wubing was so shocked that he couldn't even find where his tongue was.

With a flash of inspiration, Yan Shixun blessed his soul.

He quickly realized - fake.

This world is not the real world.

The world he lives in is completely constructed by ghost energy.

The dormitory building, the campus, even these students and the corpses in front of him...all of them!

I'm afraid there are only two living people here, he and Zhang Wubing.

And the students he just rescued just entered the world constructed by ghost energy in the form of souls.

That being the case, except for him and Zhang Wubing, even if everyone is killed here by the evil spirit, they will only feel a headache after getting rid of the ghost energy.

Their spirits remember the pain of death.

But more people, they just feel like they have had an overly real dream.

Yan Shixun stood up slowly, the broken hair on his forehead fell down, and the shadows cast blocked his eyes.

Zhang Wubing next to him asked tremblingly, only to get Yan Shixun's cold gaze from sideways.

Yan Shixun laughed softly, so clearly amidst the noise.

He raised his hand, and slowly brushed back the scattered hair, revealing his bright eyes.

"Let's go, Zhang Wubing."

Yan Shixun said indifferently, stepped forward with his long legs, and walked down the stairs first.

Zhang Wubing trotted to follow: "Where are we going?"

His face was blank: "Aren't the others saved? There should be many people in the dormitory area."

"And what happened to that man just now? How did his body disappear?"

A hope rose in Zhang Wubing's heart: "Could it be that he is not dead?"

The young Yan Shixun snorted coldly: "Shut up, Zhang Wubing."

"You ask too many questions, it's noisy."

Zhang Wubing decisively shut his mouth.

But he still skillfully read out the answer he wanted from Yan Shixun's expression.

That person is not dead.

Very good!

Zhang Wubing was jumping for joy, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, he was so happy that he wanted to jump up and dance twice.

He originally wanted to hug Yan Shixun's arm excitedly, but Yan Shixun's cold glance over him made him startled, so he touched his nose to see if he had the guts to go forward.

But following Yan Shixun's side, he still couldn't suppress his smile, even when he was walking, he jumped up and down slightly for joy.

It pleases him that others are saved, safer than himself.

Yan Shixun saw Zhang Wubing's performance in his eyes, and there was a trace of smile in his eyes.

little fool.

He thought indifferently in his heart, and immediately threw this feeling behind him.

Yan Shixun strode directly from the stairs to the door of the dormitory building, and all the evil spirits standing in front of him were crushed to pieces by him.

Like a knife out of its sheath, it is sharp and unstoppable.

But he no longer put more energy on saving lives.

Ever since he realized that this world is fake, Yan Shixun knew that he must find out the source of everything in order to solve everything fundamentally.

Otherwise, there are ten thousand students in the school, but he is the only exorcist.

Even if he exhausted his strength in the wheel battle and exhausted himself, it was just a drop in the bucket and could not solve the most serious problem.

——Unless he finds the place with the most ghostly aura.

It's like a spring from which all the water flows.

It is futile to splash water from the pool cup by cup. Only by blocking the spring and destroying the water outlet can everything return to normal.

And all the students trapped in the ghost energy can be saved.

The young Yan Shixun's face was tense, and there was a gust of wind where he walked.

The student guarding the door of the dormitory was stunned and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Student, you can't go outside, there are ghosts..."

But Yan Shixun's slender palm held it firmly.

Yan Shixun raised his eyes slightly, his cold gaze made the other party tremble, thinking he was about to be beaten, his legs almost went limp.

But Yan Shixun just took out a few remaining yellow talismans from his bosom, and patted them directly on the other side's bosom: "Keep it safe."

As soon as the words fell, the young Yan Shixun was already blowing past the student like a gust of wind.

The student held a stack of yellow talismans in his hand, staring blankly at Yan Shixun's figure, not knowing how to react for a while.

Zhang Wubing, who was chasing after him, showed a sincere and kind smile to the other party: "Come on, classmate, we are going to fight monsters, you guard the base camp."

Zhang Wubing also shook his fist at the other party: "My hometown depends on you."

The student: "???"

Are you afraid that you have that serious illness, is it because you play too many games and people play stupid?Now is not the time to be a hero!

Seeing that Yan Shixun was about to walk down the steps and step into the sea of ​​blood outside, the student shouted anxiously: "Don't—!"

But the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.

Yan Shixun made seals with his hands, and the ground under his feet was surrounded by a circle of golden light, each character appeared and floated in the golden light, mysterious and ancient lines appeared, and the spell took effect.

The ground he was standing on turned into a piece of solid ground.

And the evil spirits that crawled greedily and wanted to catch Yan Shixun were caught off guard by the golden light.

They didn't even make a scream, and burned into a handful of ashes in an instant.

The student looked at this scene and was dumbfounded.

Yan Shixun tilted his head slightly, looking at Zhang Wubing with a cold and calm gaze: "You want to stay here? Or follow me."

"Here we come!" Zhang Wubing happily jumped down the steps, and ran to his side along the road that Yan Shixun had paved long ago.

Yan Shixun nodded to the student who was stupefied, then turned around and stretched his long legs.

He stared straight ahead, his figure was as tall and straight as a pine bamboo, and he didn't give a single look to the evil ghost under his feet.

Wherever he passed, the evil spirits howled and trembled and turned into ashes.

Just like Moses divided the sea, a passage was cleared in an instant.

Evil ghosts retreat, and all evils are not close.

All the students who saw this scene were stunned.

Their gazes followed Yan Shixun's back in a daze, stopped the movements of their hands, and almost forgot where they were.

In front of the gates of each dormitory building, the students who spontaneously guarded the gates paid attention to Yan Shixun, holding their breath for this mysterious and strange scene.

The whole space fell silent.

Yan Shixun listened intently, his slender fingers kept counting, counting the places where the ghost aura is strongest and the source of it in the campus.

He stepped onto the boulevard.

At that moment, Gua Xiang gave an affirmative answer.

——"You", just at the end of this road, waiting for you.

Yan Shixun paused slightly, a smile parted from his lips.

It seems that the future "self" is very clear about what is going on, and has found the most critical point one step earlier than himself.

He raised his eyes slightly, looking at the direction indicated by the hexagram.

It was the direction of the Experimental Building of the School of Chemistry.

School of Chemistry...?

A trace of doubt flashed across Yan Shixun's heart.

Then, he took another step towards the experimental building.

"Hello, future me."

Yan Shixun smiled lowly, causing a shock in his chest: "It's time to tell me the truth."

……

At the same moment, Yan Shixun, who was in the experimental building, stopped. He looked back sideways, and his dark green coat drew a neat arc in the air.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and glass, looking straight into the darkness outside.

There was a smile in those narrow and beautiful eyes.

Ye Li next to him raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Yan Shixun said softly, "He's here."

He knew that the young self in the past would definitely be able to peel away the cocoons from the ghost energy, find out the truth, and understand everything in front of him.

Then, find here.

Yan Shixun is very aware of his own vigilance, he knows that if it is his own words, even if it is "myself", he will not easily believe it, and will even doubt the authenticity of the matter even more.

Only by allowing the past "self" to discover the truth of everything by itself, can the past "self" stand in the same camp as oneself, instead of becoming his enemy.

Now, everything is going according to his plan.

The "Yan Shixun" of the past is heading here.

A smile appeared on Yan Shixun's lips: "Hello, me in the past."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

His deep magnetic voice scattered in the air.

……

"What is disconnection?"

When receiving a call from the scene, the official person in charge looked blank: "You mean, after entering the campus, all the priests can't be contacted?"

Such a situation made the official person in charge feel cold, and he didn't even realize that he was shaking.

Although Haiyun Temple is a Taoist temple, there are many Taoist priests.

However, in normal operations with special departments, there are usually only one or two priests, which is enough to control the situation and drive out the evil spirits.

This time, because of the involvement of the Yin Road, Haiyun Temple did not dare to relax its vigilance, and sent seven Taoist priests, including Song Yizhang, to Binhai University in one go to ensure that the ghost energy could be blocked in time and minimize the The impact on teachers and students in the school.

This kind of formation can already be regarded as grand.

The official person in charge thought that with the presence of these priests and Mr. Yan who was at Binda University, the situation would be brought under control soon.

Before this call came, he didn't even worry too much about Binda, but put more energy on the guests on the road. After all, there was only one Lu Xingxing, so he was completely worried.

But the phone call from the scene shattered the good cognition of the official person in charge.

At this moment, the official leaders who knew the strength of the Daoist priests deeply realized why Haiyun Temple was so afraid of evil ways.

This is no longer something that humans can resist...

How can a mortal body fight against ghosts, gods, heaven and earth?

If the world is destined to let evil spirits run amok, then what can he do?

There was even a trace of despair in the heart of the official person in charge, he had never been so powerless before.

Daoist Ma next to him noticed the abnormality of the official person in charge, and immediately pointed to the amulet, silently recited the mantra of clearing the heart, and then patted the official person in charge on the shoulder.

"Don't be affected by ghost energy." Ma Daochang said in a deep voice: "The special department still needs you to be the abbot, and many lives are waiting for you to direct the rescue."

"If you don't even believe they will be saved, how can they have any hope?"

Daoist Ma looked around vigilantly, knowing that this was the result of the leakage and spread of ghost energy.

There is less and less time left for them.

Delay for a moment, the wider the scope of the ghost energy will be affected, and it must be resolved as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, people whose bodies have been corroded by ghost energy will collapse and lose hope just like the official responsible person does now.

——Man is the primate of all things, and heaven and earth favor man.

Because people can change the world with their own power!

If a person loses hope, it is no different from giving up life and waiting to die.

The several Taoist priests next to him also saw the expressions of the official person in charge and others. Their faces turned solemn, they nodded to Taoist priest Ma, and walked in all directions with a flick of their Taoist robes.

They were originally Taoist priests who were always looking for the dark way, so they were naturally far more familiar with dealing with ghost aura than others.

Now that you know that the Yin Road is here, then...

They found out the dead door that could enter the underworld, and took the initiative to enter!

If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won the tiger.

The eight Taoist priests looked firm and their postures were loose.

Daoist Ma bowed to the backs of all the Taoist priests, then slowly straightened up, and whispered the soothing mantra in his mouth.

The mysterious syllables were clearly scattered in the air, and the invisible water waves rippled away, enveloping all the staff who stayed on the road.

Their originally faintly hopeless and even dejected expressions gradually returned to normal, and their bodies were full of energy again.

The official person in charge also came back to his senses.

"The person in charge." Daoist Ma said calmly: "We each do our own work well and work together, so there will be no invincible despair."

The official person in charge was stunned for a moment, then smiled and re-firmed.

"it is good!"