After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

The eight Taoist chiefs of Haiyun Temple originally calculated all directions on the road. They are not only the missing persons of the search and rescue program team, but also want to know the current whereabouts of Yinlu.

However, the compass in the hands of one of the priests suddenly vibrated violently, and the pointer spun crazily and buzzed. The strength was so great that the priest almost threw himself out of his hand.

Daoist looked down at the compass in astonishment, and then he looked at the hard metal compass, which fell apart in his hands with such a "pop!".

Debris fell one after another.

Daoist was stunned for a moment.

The Taoist priest on the other side also suddenly exclaimed: "The yin energy that just fell has become stronger again, what's going on!"

"Yin Road is now on the highway!"

Daoist Daoist with sheep beard and beard stepped on the crown of the tree and flew all the way over, explaining his discovery to the other Daoist priests with a serious face.

"It's not right. Although the world built by the ghost energy has disappeared, the Yin Road has not! I found the remains of the corpse in the forest. It should be what was left by the Yin soldiers. They are still nearby."

The face of the Taoist priest next to him changed greatly: "How could this be the case! The official person in charge and people from several departments are on the road now!"

The head Taoist weighed in his mind, then gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision: "Go back! Get everyone out of here safely!"

"Brother?"

The Taoist next to him was stunned: "What about the Yin Road? I've been tracking it for several years, and this is the closest I've gotten to it. If you let go this time, you won't be sure next time."

"Besides..."

"This is already the ninth time Yinlu has appeared in the world after Li Daochang gave a warning, and it will soon reach perfection."

The Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said: "Over the years, I have chased the Yin Road and walked in all directions, and the eight directions have been completed. If you look at the Gate of Life and Death, Binhai City is their last journey. After this time... "

Flood snakes transform into dragons, evil ghosts become gods.

Mortals no longer have the possibility to contend with it.

The face of the head Taoist leader was also sad.

How could he not know!

Li Daochang just caught a glimpse of the secret, and he was already on the verge of a deadlock, and it took several years to recover.

It is easier said than done for people to fight ghosts and gods!

Since decades ago, ghosts and ghosts have often broken free from the original suppression and invaded the world.

Zombies in the mountain city are vicious and hurt people, corpses are lifted from the cemetery of the ancient capital, villagers in Guishan are frequently missing, there is no one in the deserted village of Yelang Peak, and the bones of Nanming Mountain are floating in the river...

It is precisely because of this that there are special departments that have been fighting against these things and protecting the lives of ordinary people from ghosts.

However, all schools and factions were seriously injured a hundred years ago. Even Haiyun Temple, which is one of the few grand temples, has lost a lot of inheritance and lost a lot of power because of the near-destruction of Quanguan Temple a hundred years ago. Buddhist scriptures.

Not to mention other small sects.

There were even quite a few sects that were completely wiped out without anyone coming.

All the masters and Taoist priests who cooperated with special departments did not want to completely solve these disasters. They knew very well that if things continued to develop, they would eventually turn into even more terrifying disasters.

However, the heart is more than enough but the strength is not enough.

They hate that they are not capable enough, but they can only desperately suppress the incidents everywhere. Although they can't solve it completely, they also try their best to suppress it together, trying to mobilize the vitality of the world itself, and overwhelm the death of the place where the accident happened .

Therefore, the ghost mountain has been suppressed under the former mountain since a hundred years ago. The Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple a hundred years ago risked his life and drove the ghost mountain to the place where yin and yang meet, and drove it out of the world.

Wild Wolf Peak is open to tourists, using the vitality of tourists to mobilize the original vitality of the mountains and rivers, and a large number of trees are planted every year. Ecological experts are invited to plan systematically, hoping to restore the local ecology.

……

They did everything they could.

However, it was like the wound was covered with medicine and gauze, even though it looked fine on the surface, it was festering and inflamed underneath.

If no corresponding cure is found, it will eventually worsen and cause more severe outbreaks.

And once it really gets to that point... There is no cure for medicine and stone.

When ordinary people live happily, there are other people who silently guard the boundary between yin and yang with their bodies, building a protective wall.

The priests saw the truth and were worried about it, but they could do nothing.

Even Li Daochang of Haiyun Temple sighed, if only his most talented junior was here, Goudaner would definitely find a solution.It's just a pity that he didn't hear from his junior after a farewell many years ago.

Until, Zhang Wubing started the program.

This director, who was destined to have a ghost, accidentally entered the ghost mountain that was suppressed under the former mountain, and Yan Shixun in the program group actually completely solved the ghost mountain!

When hearing the news, Haiyun Observatory was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.

And Li Daochang said that he saw a miracle between heaven and earth.

——His younger brother who disappeared without a trace really left a way for the world to avoid disasters.

Yan Shixun.

He is like the most ruthless doctor, neatly gouging out the rotting flesh of the patient, allowing the wound to have a chance to heal again and life to continue.

Those terrible places that caused headaches for the priests, as well as rotten places like Jiazi Grave Village that have been unknown because of their remoteness, were all picked out one by one and rejuvenated.

The supervisor saw life in Yan Shixun.

Li Daochang is right, Yan Shixun... is a miracle between heaven and earth.

When sending the searched members of the program team back to a safe place, the head Taoist also learned about Yan Shixun in detail from the official person in charge, and knew how much this direct and indirect disciple of layman Chengyun saved. life.

Although he didn't work with Yan Shixun, the head Taoist believes that the exorcist who can do many deeds before is enough to be trusted.

"Hand over the Yin soldiers to Fellow Daoist Yan."

The chief priest gritted his teeth and said, "I'll wait, go back and protect the lives of other people on the road!"

Daoist Priest Sheepbeard Hu still wanted to persuade, but the chief Daoist had already made a final decision: "I believe in Fellow Daoist Yan."

"Since Daoist Yan was able to be dragged to Binhai University by Yinlu, it means that he was already entangled with Yinlu's ghost energy. Whether it is to attack directly or find Yin soldiers, it is far easier than us."

The head Taoist smiled wryly: "On the other hand, we have not even found the dead door to enter the Yin Road since we traced the Yin Road."

Although the head priest said so, in fact, it wasn't that the priests were too weak.

It's because the strength of the Yin soldiers is gradually increasing.

Haiyun Temple attaches great importance to the matter of the Yin Road, and the few priests who can be sent to solve the Yin Road are all outstanding figures of this generation.

But it still couldn't resist the power of ghosts and gods that surpassed ordinary people.

During these years of follow-up, the priests discovered that the Yin Roads did not appear randomly in various places, but had their hidden purpose.

Eight directions down, the intention is more obvious.

This is clearly the direction of the formation that divided the underworld and the world a long time ago!

Every time they pass through a place, the Yin soldiers will gain the power of the azimuth node, devouring the original power to suppress the evil spirits, strengthening the team of the Yin soldiers, and correspondingly weakening the suppressing power of the underworld.

The priests didn't understand at first, but when they found out that something was wrong, they tried their best to stop the Yin soldiers two or three, so that all the suppression formations would not be swallowed up by the Yin soldiers.

However, that only saved a small part.

So this time, when the priests traced to the mountains outside Binhai City, they were already extremely vigilant in their hearts, lest the yin soldiers would hurt people.

Although they didn't expect Lanze's appearance to change everything, the result was not bad.

The evil spirits came out in full force, as if hell had reappeared in the world.

The Yin soldiers caused the suppressing force to become looser and looser. Finally, this time, the last screw was unscrewed and the disaster was released.

After seeing the situation of the highway and Binhai University, the priests felt desolate and desperate.

The ninth time...the last time, reaching Consummation, how strong is the Yin soldier's power at this time?

That is all the power that used to guard the boundary between Yin and Yang, but now it has fallen into the hands of wrong ghosts. The side of the yang world...how can we defeat ghosts and gods?

If they didn't know that the lives of the citizens of Binhai City were behind them, and their faith turned into strength to support the priests, they would have been knocked down by despair and suffocation.

But at this moment, upon hearing the words of the head priest, the rest of the priests bowed their heads in shame.

They quickly reached an agreement, leaving a few priests to continue to search for the program crew on the road and in the mountains, and to help Yan Shixun when needed.

The rest of the priests ran to the location of the officials in charge and others, concerned about the safety of everyone.

Before turning around, the head priest took a deep look at the other end of the road where the thick fog was rising, and solemnly asked Yan Shixun in his heart.

Fellow Daoist Yan, Yin Lu... just please.Be sure to terminate the Yin Road before nine.

At the same time, Yan Shixun seemed to feel something, turned around and raised his eyes, and looked coldly to the other side of the road.

"Shi Xun?" Ye Li asked softly, following Yan Shixun's gaze to look over there.

Crossing the quiet and deserted road, Ye Li saw the Taoist priest in the distance leap and fall, and quickly ran towards the location of the official person in charge and others.

"Are you worried about anyone else?"

Ye Li smiled and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple are nearby, and they are pretty good among ghost exorcists."

"The life you miss will be well protected by them."

Ye Li reached out and grabbed Yan Shixun's wrist, and looked at him: "The person you want to protect will also be the one I will protect."

Yan Shixun's frowning eyebrows gradually loosened, and he nodded to Ye Li: "I trust Haiyun Temple."

Ye Li raised his eyebrows: "What about me?"

Yan Shixun: "?"

Ye Li: "Don't you trust me?"

Yan Shixun: "..."

He looked at Ye Li speechlessly, as if asking: What are you talking about?

Lu Xingxing on the side looked frightened.

He was happy that his aunt affirmed Hai Yun Guan—although he didn't know why he was happy, just like a student who was praised by the teacher, but he was also a little worried, maybe these two people would fight in the next moment ?

When the gods fight, they suffer.

An Nanyuan didn't think there was any problem, and even felt the trembling from Lu Xingxing who was leaning on him, so he turned his head to look at Lu Xingxing in wonder.

What are you doing?Are you holding back your urine?

Lu Xingxing: You're the one holding back your urine!roll!I'm thinking about our lives, you don't understand.

If the aunt wants to beat him, he can ask the uncle for help.If his uncle beats him, he can call his aunt to save him.

But if these two people fight, it affects them beside them...

Lu Xingxing imagined the scene of Yan Shixun beheading the evil thing he had seen before, and he trembled unconsciously.

Annan was speechless.

Unlike Lu Xingxing who concentrates on making music, the environment of an independent music studio is relatively simple and much different. An Nan was originally a trainee who worked his way up from the bottom of a large company. He has seen a lot of things here, and naturally he has seen a lot of them. The way people fall in love.

Although An Nanyuan was concentrating on his career, he had never been interested in love, but he had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs running. In this respect, he had a vicious vision.

From the moment he saw Ye Li treating Yan Shixun just now, he knew that this person must like Brother Yan very much.

It's not the joy of three or four months, two or three years, and there are no factors mixed in it.

This person... was deeply attracted by Yan Shixun, he wished to be one with Yan Shixun without losing his possible gaze.

An Nanyuan was startled.

When he accidentally caught a glimpse of that person looking at Yan Shixun's volcanic eyes, he felt completely taken aback.

He had never seen such intense and pure emotion.

Fortunately, Brother Yan's incomprehensible speech broke An Nanyuan's shock and made him feel that he had returned to the world in an instant.

That's why An Nanyuan dismissed Lu Xingxing's worries.

There is nothing to worry about, as long as Brother Yan is here and wants to protect them, nothing will happen to them.

Yan Shixun swept around, and beckoned to Lu Xingxing: "An Nanyuan and Cheng Jing are temporarily handed over to you, you wait here for me."

Lu Xingxing blinked his eyes, and his brain, which was still worried about another matter, did not react, and subconsciously answered: "...How many oranges are you going to buy?"

Yan Shixun: ...

Do you think I look like your father!

Veins popped out of his forehead.

Then Yan Shixun looked at Lan Ze resolutely: "Lan Ze, I'll go and bring the other two back. During this period, the safety of the others will be entrusted to you."

Lan Ze didn't expect Yan Shixun to entrust him with such an important matter, and was momentarily stunned.

As soon as Lu Xingxing returned to his senses, he suddenly choked on Yan Shixun's words.

"what?"

Lu Xingxing looked at Lan Ze in disbelief, then at Yan Shixun: "But he is..."

Yan Shixun ignored Lu Xingxing, only raised his eyebrows and looked at Lan Ze: "Why, can't it be done?"

"no……"

Lan Ze pursed her lips, and her hair fell from behind her ears, blocking his eyes and casting a shadow on his handsome pale face.

He still remembers that when he was alive, the amiable classmates on the campus of Binda University used to speak badly to him just because of an irrelevant benefit and misunderstanding, and refused to believe him no matter what he explained.

After his death, he heard the news that someone cared about him in the car of the program group, and sincerely prayed that he was safe and sound.

He wanted to help that girl, return that little kindness.

But after all, humans and ghosts have been separated from yin and yang, and people are afraid of whether the alien will hurt themselves, so they are full of vigilance.

The fear in the girl's eyes when she looked at him stabbed Lan Ze.

This was the first time he had a real sense of death.

He began to realize that he was already a ghost completely different from a human.

People will not trust him.

However, Yan Shixun not only did not attack him, but beat the ghost to death like the Taoist priest in the movie, on the contrary, he eliminated the ghost energy that has been haunting him and eroding him from his soul to the greatest extent. .

But now, Yan Shixun once again trusts himself, saying that he wants to protect strangers...

Lan Ze hesitated and dared not answer, fearing that after accepting Yan Shixun's trust, he would live up to that trust and hurt others.

He didn't even dare to turn his head, for fear of seeing the suspicious eyes of the Taoist priest next to him.

Like that girl in the car.

Every look reminded him that he was no longer alive.

He is separated from his beloved lover by yin and yang, and there is no possibility of continuing the love, and the world is also afraid of him, and regards him as a cruel ghost...

"That `s a deal."

Yan Shixun no longer gave Lan Ze any time to hesitate and think, nodded and said calmly, "I'm very relieved that they are in your hands."

Yan Shixun saw Lan Ze's hesitation, and was just waiting for someone to give him a push so that he could find his way in the confusion.

Therefore, Yan Shixun is willing to be this person.

"Mr. Yan!"

Lan Ze looked up in astonishment.

"Chengjing is a stranger just like them, you don't have to be afraid, just treat them as ordinary strangers."

Yan Shixun sneered: "Don't worry, the Taoist next to him is not as intelligent as Cheng Jing, and he doesn't have the brains to deal with you, just be at ease."

Lu Xingxing: "???"

Uncle!I suspect you are scolding me, but I dare not say it!

"Your obsession with becoming a scene is so strong that it transcends life and death, and even arouses Yinlu. The ghost energy in your body has the same root as Yinlu. Although it is necessary for you to guard against being taken away by Yinlu because of this, it is The best tool to protect other people."

Yan Shixun tapped the strands of black air entangled in Lan Ze's soul from the air, and said: "It's like a camouflage uniform, it can confuse the Yin soldiers, so that they can't find the person in the ghost air."

"Lan Ze, only you can save them now, including Cheng Jing."

Yan Shixun looked at Lan Ze firmly: "So, I believe in you."

Lan Ze was stunned.

But at the same time, a wave of warmth also flowed into his heart, warming up his already cold body.

In front of Yan Shixun, he is not a monster, he is still Lan Ze.

It's just Lanze.

It is a companion that can be trusted, and can deliver the same kind of back.

He is not a man-eating ghost.

Lan Ze wanted to say something more, but when he raised his head, all he was left with was Yan Shixun's back turning and walking forward.

Yan Shixun's long legs were slightly bent to use his strength to bounce, and he jumped up the railing of the road with his hands firmly in hand. He quickly jumped over the railing and landed firmly on the road. In the fog that gradually spread, he walked forward firmly.

The power that Ye Li lent him is still rushing through his meridians, like a vast and deep sea, never exhausted.

This also supports Yan Shixun's ability to ask divination and communicate with the world at the moment when the ghost energy is covering the world.

Yan Shixun walked steadily, constantly calculating the current positions of Zhao Zhen and Song Ci in his hands.

Southeast, below, belongs to wood.

As if he couldn't see the Yin soldiers coming towards him in the distance, Yan Shixun walked straight on the road, neither dodging nor dodging.

Following the guidance given by the hexagram, he silently recited to 99, then stopped, and looked calmly at the side of the road.

In the early morning of late autumn, the cold wind is howling in the suburbs, and frost hangs on the withered vegetation.

After the crops were harvested in the fields, the remaining weed stalks were piled up into hillocks standing on the edge.

On the ridge next to the hill, there were still messy footprints, the withered grass was trampled, and a lot of weeds that had been tied up by the villagers were scattered in a mess.

It seems that someone has moved here.

A smile appeared in Yan Shixun's eyes.

found it.

As the hexagram said, Zhao Zhen and Song Ci are hiding here.

At the same time Yan Shixun stopped to observe, behind the haystack, Song Ci also looked out through the cracks in the haystack, like a cat with its ears up alert, with round eyes, afraid of those things found their hiding place.

At the moment when the ghost world collapsed, the two people who were walking on the road at that time felt the most profoundly.

They supported each other and tried to stabilize their bodies. Song Ci, who was already exhausted, would have fallen to the ground if Zhao Zhen hadn't caught him.

After the earthquake-like shock passed, the two were shocked to find that the abyss between them and Lu Xingxing had disappeared!

Instead, they are familiar with the highway fence.

While they were excited, they found that Lu Xingxing and others were not where they thought they were.

Zhao Zhen analyzed it calmly, saying that it might be that when they were released from the ghost wall, their positions that were close to each other due to overlapping spaces had a difference, which made them land in completely different places.

The two couldn't see road signs on the road, couldn't determine their exact location, and didn't have a mobile phone to ask for help and query, so they had to rely on the roadside signs, groping to get back to the place where the program group had a car accident at the beginning.

But before they had gone far, the road was suddenly filled with fog.

The Yin soldiers who had been chasing after them before appeared in the distance again.

Song Ci and Zhao Zhen looked at each other, roughly calculated the distance and their speed, and then decisively climbed over the fence and ran to the side.

The young master was exhausted, and he couldn't get up and down the fence, and couldn't turn over. He blushed with embarrassment and anger.

Zhao Zhen stretched out his hand in amused and helpless manner, lifted the young master directly from his armpit, and easily took the young master off the fence.

The two looked around and found that the leaves had all fallen in late autumn. The young master was worried that he would be found hiding behind the tree, so he dragged Zhao Zhen into the haystack piled up into a hill.

Zhao Zhen's originally nervous mood relaxed after seeing Song Ci's cat-like appearance, but he didn't find it funny.

If he was the only one fleeing, he really wasn't sure how long he could last.

But there are companions around, supporting each other—especially cats will scratch your paws when they are angry, so that you will be sober and sober, and you will not have the idea of ​​despair and waiting for death.

Zhao Zhen suddenly felt that in all the bad luck, he was lucky to find Song Ci to walk with him.

Song Ci rolled his eyes, feeling that what Zhao Zhen told him seemed sick.

The Ragdoll has an indifferent face: The slave has gone crazy again, but I want to tolerate him, after all, he is my slave.

Short guard, hum!

While thinking this way, Song Ci suddenly discovered that a figure appeared in the mist on the road.

The man stood behind the fence of the road and looked towards this side quietly. His calm appearance was extremely frightening in such a strange environment.

Song Ci was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't care about his sprained ankle for a while, he grabbed Zhao Zhen and ran back.

Zhao Zhen keenly discovered that the figure was Yan Shixun.

"Wait, wait."

Zhao Zhen comforted the cat with a funny face: "That's Brother Yan, not a ghost."

At this time, Yan Shixun also bent his slender fingers and tapped on the metal fence, making a sound to signal the two to look over.

"Run away, the farther the better, don't look back."

Yan Shixun calmly said: "From this moment on, no matter what sounds you hear, don't turn your head, don't look, don't answer anyone calling your names, don't call each other's full names."

"I'll be on the road and make sure there's no real danger to you."

The denser fog and cold atmosphere made Yan Shixun's eyes as sharp as knives, and even his voice was sharp enough to stab people.

But it is the source of peace of mind for Zhao Zhen and Song Ci.

The hearts they had been carrying all this time suddenly fell back into their chests, as if they had found their backbone.

Song Ci looked up at Yan Shixun, and nodded solemnly to him.

Then he picked up Zhao Zhen and ran to the other side of the field. From the strong wind blowing around him, his eyes were shining brightly, like a cat.

Zhao Zhen was surprised: "So happy?"

"Ok!"

Song Ci's mood was so good that he could not stop the smile on his face: "This is what I have been pursuing, of course I am happy!"

The happiness that only Zhang Wubing could feel before, now it's finally his turn!

The rich second-generation and third-generation luxury cars and watches around him are boring. At most, they climb snow-capped mountains and play with parachutes. The stimulation of extreme sports is also limited. They are so boring that they often make people wonder if they are still alive.

But, but!

Isn't this kind of game where you bet your life, and if you lose, you will die and be swallowed by evil spirits, isn't it the most interesting and heart-pounding fun!

Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun!

The most correct thing he has done this year is to use the right to broadcast the program to exchange guest seats with Zhang Wubing, and participate in this program!

Song Ci was as happy as a cat fluttering a butterfly.

Zhao Zhen has complicated eyes.

Before, he seemed to have underestimated the young master...

Watching the figures of the two gradually go away, Yan Shixun then withdrew his gaze and looked indifferently at the front of the road.

The fog was so thick that I couldn't see clearly what was in front of me.

Only the thin lights on the highway can't penetrate the thick fog, and can only illuminate a small space, blurring the boundary between light and dark, making it hard to tell where the world is.

Ghostly.

The chains dragged across the road, and the intertwined howls were terrifying.

But Yan Shixun was standing right here, with no intention of avoiding him at all.

Instead, he lowered his eyes, waiting.

The life that bound him has been properly arranged, and now... is their battlefield.

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes quietly, and after a while, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Chong--!"

The gong sounded not far from Yan Shixun.

At a very close distance, the ghost figure had passed through the thick fog and appeared in front of Yan Shixun.

He raised his eyes and looked forward calmly without the slightest fear. As a mortal, he faced the evil soldiers and fierce ghosts.

Yan Shixun saw that the person walking in the front was a small official with heavy chains wrapped around his body, his eyes were red like blood, his complexion was black and blue, his skin was like charcoal, and he couldn't see his true face clearly. Clothes have also been dynasties long.

The petty official's withered and stiff hands were like carbonized chicken feet, holding a gong in his hand, and he walked all the way to clear the way for the shady soldiers behind him.

Behind the little officials, hundreds of servants were dressed in coarse white clothes, white tall hats, and white paper covering their faces.

From the sleeves of Yin Zai, chains hang down one after another, extending to the back and side of the body.

There are countless evil spirits.

They died in different ways, and their bodies and souls rotted differently. Only the chains tightly wrapped around them, and the mottled blood and minced meat left in the buttonholes of the chains showed their identities.

Every time the evil ghosts took a step, it was like walking on the tip of a knife. The pain was so great that they could only open their mouths and howl sharply.

But the moment they opened their mouths, the red-hot charcoal was stuffed into their mouths by an invisible force, through the thin throat holes, and forced into their throats.

The scorching flames burned them, and through the mutilated bodies, one could see the fire burning in their abdomens, burning their souls all the time.

Every ounce of pain makes them recall why they were punished in hell, so remorse and pain accumulate in their ghosts layer by layer.

Although they escaped hell, hell never left them.

The ghost guard remained silent, he just raised his chain and beat the evil spirit heavily.

The evil ghost howled more and more painfully, echoing in the lonely mountains and fields, empty and seeping into people.

And in the distance, there are Yin soldiers in armor.

They are heavily armored, with a cold light and weapons in their hands, making them intimidating.

It's just that under the heavy armor, every face under the armor is just a dark mass, as if there is no face at all, and only black air is supporting the whole armor to walk.

The horse's hooves fell on the ground, and the spears interlaced with each other, making a crisp sound of metal clashing, the cold light was cold, and the ghostly air was gloomy.

This is by no means a scene that ordinary people can face directly.

Even with just one glance, you will be hurt by the thick death energy, and your soul will be shaken and leave your body to die.

But Yan Shixun's natural evil spirit made him adapt well to it without any discomfort.

Even this ghostly aura seeped into his meridians, causing ripples in his calm state of mind, and his eyes were bright and sharp, like a long knife drawn out of its sheath.

The light of the sword is better than the snow.

The little official who walked in the front to open the way did not expect that there would be strangers who would dare to block the way. Its already dead brain was slow to turn, and it couldn't understand why the stranger in front of him didn't show a trace of fear, and even had a faint feeling. expect.

But the survival instinct originating from the soul of the ghost official still made it stop. The scorched and dry bones that were originally beating the gong could not be knocked down no matter what.

Yan Shixun's look over at him made the ghost official startled.

And as the ghost official at the front stopped, the errants behind who had lowered their heads and walked forward without saying a word also stopped one by one, slowly raised their heads, and looked coldly with their faces covered by white paper. look ahead.

Yan Shixun grinned: "My friend, I went the wrong way."

"This is the way to the world, and you...should go back to the underworld."

Yin Er didn't answer, but death and chill came out through the white paper.

From their exaggerated white sleeves, chains hung down one after another, and they fell to the ground with crisp crashing sounds.

In the next second, all the chains flew towards Yan Shixun without warning.

Yan Shixun had been prepared for a long time, he quickly lowered his body, avoiding the place where he was originally standing, and then activated the spell that had been pinched in his hand.

The golden light expanded circles around him, like ripples rippling in the air.

And Yan Shixun grabbed the solid golden talisman, and after drawing the talisman out of thin air, he stretched out his finger and stuck it to the ghost in front of him.

The white masking paper burned quickly, revealing the rotten and ferocious face underneath.

As soon as Yan Shixun saw that face, his gaze froze.

This is not right... This is not the face that Yin Er should have!

Unlike other ghost exorcists or priests who struggled to ask gods or errands for help in this declining era, because Li Chengyun has traveled all over the country, and wherever ghosts haunt him, he must be there, so Li Chengyun Chengyun is a person who has really seen Yin Er, and even asked Yin Er to help him.

Because of this, Li Chengyun told Yan Shixun about the source of the yin and yang.

They are all dead ghosts with karma in their bodies. Apart from their power, the difference between them and evil ghosts is that while they carry sins with them, they also have some merits and virtues.

Therefore, the King of Hades sentenced them to serve in the underworld until the sins paid are lower than their merits, and then they can be reincarnated as human beings, or stay in the underworld to take up real official positions.

It's like an internship in the human world.

Therefore, Yin Zai was able to keep his original face. At first glance, he looked no different from the dead in the funeral parlor, rather than the hideous and terrifying evil spirit.

But what appeared in front of Yan Shixun now was a highly rotten face, with eyeballs falling outside, and lips that had rotted to the bone, and even the black tongue and corroded teeth and jaws could be seen inside.

Just like Yan Shixun has seen countless times of evil spirits.

Yan Shixun was startled, and looked at Yincha with a look of inquiry.

The underworld has already collapsed, but the Yinchai did not continue to guard the ghosts in the underworld, but appeared in Yangjian.

Even according to Taoist Master Haiyun, this is not the first time Yinlu has appeared, it has happened several times over the years, and each time it is more dangerous.

Did something happen that no one knows about?

After the death of King Hades, his power gradually disappeared, and even the shady soldiers of the underworld were also affected?

Yan Shixun thought quickly, and the actions of his subordinates did not stop at all.

Those golden charms touched the chains in the hands of the Yin Er in the air, and they cut off the chains, making them unable to attack him anymore.

And the evil ghosts and ghost officials shrouded in golden light began to howl in pain, as if they had been ignited, burning with severe pain.

Through the mist, Yan Shixun looked coldly at Yan Shixun, who was not moved by the howls of the evil spirits.

The whole team extended behind the thick fog, and the Yin soldiers who could not see the end for a long time gradually stopped.

The horse's hooves fell, the spear hit the ground, and the armor made a crisp crash.

Surrounded by thick fog, pale figures appeared one after another.

Yan Shixun couldn't help breathing lightly.

Thousands of countless ghosts gradually appeared in front of his eyes, and behind him was the thick fog that had blown when it came, making it misty and cold.

Pairs of eyes under the mask looked at Yan Shixun coldly, as if he was already a dead person.

The next moment, the sound of thousands of chains sounded.

The blood-stained chains rushed towards Yan Shixun from all directions, intertwined like a net, and there was no room for escape.

"It seems that you are lost... Then, let me send you to hell!"

Yan Shixun's eyes sharpened, and he rushed forward.