After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

After realizing that Zhang Wubing's trip to Longevity Village had not been done in advance, Daoist Ma immediately contacted Haiyun Observatory and explained the situation to him.

The supervisor frowned, raised his head from the many affairs, and asked about it to Wang Daochang who happened to be beside him.

Daoist Wang was stunned: "Director Zhang? Oh, is that the program that Junior Brother Yan participated in?"

He touched his chin, hesitated and said, "It seems... I haven't seen it before."

While speaking, Wang Daochang raised his hand and quickly calculated the situation of Changshou Village.

But counting and counting, Wang Daochang's expression became more and more serious, and finally his face became extremely ugly.

"Changshou Village...the prosperity will surely decline, the name with the best meaning, but it hides the greatest crisis."

Wang Daochang looked at the prison: "You just said that Changshou Village is in the south?"

"For there, there is only one thing I can think of first..."

Wang Daochang and the supervisor looked at each other, and they both saw the turbulent waves in each other's eyes.

——Nanming Mountain.

At this time, suddenly a little boy ran in eagerly. He didn't even look at his feet because he was too anxious, and kicked him on the high threshold with a "boom!", almost tripping himself.

The supervisor frowned, looked away, and made a serious face because of Xiao Daotong's recklessness.

But seeing Xiao Daotong pointing his finger at the back and wanting to speak, he breathed heavily and immediately shouted, "Daozhang Li, Daozhang Li is here!"

The supervisor was stunned when he heard the sound, and immediately got up from the chair, ignoring Daoist Wang and Daotong Xiao, and walked quickly to the room of the old Taoist.

As the Taoist priest with the highest seniority and the strongest strength in Haiyun Temple, the old Taoist priest has a strong influence on the entire Haiyun Temple.

Whenever there is an important matter, the Taoist priest Gao Gong and the supervisor who take care of the trivial matters in the temple will definitely seek advice from the old Taoist priest.

But not long after returning from Guishan, the old Taoist master frequently entered meditation, and this time he entered meditation for nearly a month.

The prison house had no chance to ask the old Taoist priest about Yinlu, so he could only wait anxiously.

There is no old Taoist priest to make the final conclusion, which always makes him a little worried.

Therefore, after hearing Xiao Daotong say that Li Daochang had woken up, the supervisor couldn't wait to rush to Li Daochang, prioritizing everything.

But before the supervisor entered the room of the old Taoist priest, and before he saw anyone, he saw a shoe being thrown out with a "sigh!"

"How did you become a master! How did you teach Lu Xingxing? Can you look like a master!"

The roar of the old Taoist came out of the room full of anger: "The villain, the villain! You get lost and learn from scratch with Lu Xingxing!"

The prison watched helplessly, Song Yizhang was kicked out of the old Taoist room in a bit of a mess.

The usually serious Song Daochang seemed very embarrassed at this time, and tried to interject to explain while the old Taoist was chasing him and beating him.

But the old Taoist priest obviously didn't intend to give him this chance, so Song Yichang had to raise his hand to resist in a panic, looking in a hurry, and even the bandage wrapped around his chest was bleeding. The wound was cracked again.

"No, Master, I..."

Song Daochang was at a loss and wanted to open his mouth.

The old Taoist priest smashed the mahogany sword at his hand: "If you are injured, go back to recuperate! This look of dying is still in front of me, do you want to play a trick!"

In front of outsiders, Song Yichang, who was full of aura without anger and arrogance, was driven by his master to run around the yard at this time, without any aura of being outside.

Seeing the prison house, I was moved with emotion.

This line is really... from Li Daochang to Lu Xingxing, even fellow Daoist Yan has a bad temper.

That is to say, there is Song Yichang in the middle, who can be regarded as a meticulous and serious character, but he is still caught in the middle by the two violent tempers, and he repeatedly fails.

But it is also in this vein that everyone is extremely talented.

Even the most unreliable Lu Xingxing calmed down a little after returning from Binhai University, and began to be willing to settle down and really learn scriptures from his master.

This study is a thousand miles a day.

It's almost like the smartest student in the class, relying on his talent to mess around on weekdays, he can still maintain an average score.

But when he really wanted to be serious, the talent that was usually buried under the sloppy grin was revealed.

And Li Daochang's favorite and youngest junior, layman Chengyun, is even more talented.

Even Layman Chengyun's apprentice, Yan Shixun, is a rare ghost-into-the-bone appearance—so far, the only one who has survived successfully.

After a little smoothing of his thoughts, the Supervisor suddenly doubted his own judgment while being emotional.

Could it be that only such a violent temper can better touch the Dao and make further progress on the way of practice?

The supervisor rubbed his chin in thought.

When Song Daochang saw the prison courtyard, he stopped deliberately and saluted the prison courtyard.

Because when he was at Binhai University, Song Daochang was the most seriously injured among all the Taoist priests who went there. He didn't even think that he would come back alive, and he had already made plans to protect the students of Binhai University with his life.

If it wasn't for Yan Shixun's efforts to turn the tide, Song Yichang would have been martyred and buried in Binhai.

But even if he came back alive, Song Yichang lay on the bed for a long time and could not move. It was only when his injury improved recently that he took Lu Xingxing to teach him a lesson.

——But unexpectedly, even so, after the old Taoist master finished his meditation, he was dragged back, because the matter of Lu Xingxing even scolded him.

The Daoist robe that Song Yichang had draped over his shoulders when he left the house in a hurry, slipped off a long time ago and was thrown out by the old Taoist priest.

His bun was still a little messy, and his clothes were scattered because the old Taoist priest chased him and beat him. The bandage wrapped around his chest showed a little blood, and even the snow-white shirt was stained a little. Some embarrassment.

The prison couldn't help laughing, and waved his hand at Chief Song, "Taoist Song, hurry back and continue resting. It's cold in winter, so don't let your wound get worse."

Hearing the sound of the prison courtyard, the old Taoist snorted and let him in.

"Li Daochang, many things happened during your meditation period, Yinlu..."

As soon as the Supervisory Court bowed to the old Taoist priest, he was eager to tell what he was most worried about.

But he was stopped by the old Taoist priest with a wave of his hand.

"Let me ask you, what happened to Nanming Mountain?"

The old Taoist priest looked serious, and his already gray eyebrows were tightly frowned: "When I entered into samadhi, I could see a sliver of God's will, pointing directly at Nanming Mountain."

Since many years ago, when the old Taoist priest was on the verge of death after seeing the secrets of heaven, he has already realized that the road will fall and the world will be chaotic.

Since then, he has been ready to die in martyrdom at all times.

The old Taoist priest saw very clearly that the scene where his master and uncle asked God for help that he often saw when he was young, has become increasingly rare as he grows up and even gets old.

Even in the most famous Taoist temples in China, it is rare to hear of anyone who has successfully invited the gods.

What can be borrowed by ordinary spells is only a trace of divine power.

And not all priests are successful.

Not only that, even the word came out from the exit of the horse fairy hall, saying that he did not see God.

This made the old Taoist priest begin to wonder if all the gods in the world had died.

The Yin Road that is getting out of control is the best proof of this guess.

But this time when he entered meditation, the old Taoist priest's soul traveled around Taixu, faintly seeing a scene that he had never seen before.

——Nanming Mountain, full of vitality, far surpasses the world.

But just after Nanming Mountain's vitality reached its peak, Dao began to collapse at a faster rate.

Evil ghosts are rampant in the world, weeping endlessly, and the number of deaths due to ghosts has increased sharply in just a few months, making the underworld, which has barely restored order, busy again.

However, a large number of newly mourned ghosts were all crowded in the fragile underworld that had not been fully repaired, and soon caused problems for the barely maintained operation of the underworld.

The underworld collapsed, the souls of the dead had nowhere to return, and the evil spirits fled to the world.

Death is everywhere, and corpses float in the river.

In the entire river that runs through Nanming Mountain, there are dead bodies floating everywhere who refuse to rest in peace.

In stark contrast, it is Nanming Mountain's soaring vitality.

It's like half hell, half peach blossom.

It was so eerie that it sent chills down the spine.

Just a few scenes almost exhausted the vitality of the old Taoist priest, and almost prevented his soul from returning to his body.

When he opened his eyes, the old Taoist leader clearly felt the weakness of his body, as if he would run out of fuel in the next second.

And when the old Taoist priest told the prisoner what he saw in a succinct manner, the prisoner watched helplessly as the old Taoist priest's black hair, which was as black as a middle-aged man's, began to turn white little by little, and his rosy and full cheeks quickly shriveled. Layer upon layer of wrinkles.

The old Taoist's voice became more and more hoarse, blood bubbled up from his throat, and he swallowed it with difficulty.

His teeth were still stained red.

The prison was horrified, almost shattered.

As soon as he rushed forward, he directly held down the old Taoist priest and led him to the chair next to him, loudly stopping the old Taoist priest from continuing to speak.

"Li Daochang! Stop talking, it's fine!"

The supervisor's eyes were about to split open, and his heart and hands couldn't stop shaking.

This is... This is the consequence of peeping into the secret!

How can a mortal body bear the Dao of Heaven and Earth?

But it just happened to be a mortal body, but it propped up the world that was about to collapse, and firmly protected the ordinary people in a safe place.

Even if you consume your own life, you want to protect it.

This is his way.

The prison was terrified to see it, and had never felt the justice and cruelty of the inhumane world so closely.

Until the old Taoist leader stopped talking and the aging trend gradually stopped, the prisoner's heart was still beating non-stop.

The old Taoist priest quietly watched the prison in front of him.

Even the prison house, which is unanimously respected by the outside world, in his opinion, is just a young child, the inheritor of Haiyun Temple.

Seeing the concern shown by the prison house, the old Taoist priest suddenly wanted to laugh.

None of Haiyunguan's descendants lived up to the name of Haiyunguan...

So what if he died here?More children will take over what he has not finished, and continue to use their shoulders to prop up the avenue of heaven and earth, and firmly guard in front of life.

However, since he is an elder, let him support this day temporarily.

The old Taoist smiled slightly, and he didn't see the irritability he faced Song Daozhang before.

"I won't say, but you know, don't you?"

The old Taoist priest had a calm voice, and his eyes were fixed on the prison, wanting to get a definite answer.

The supervisor nodded again and again, and moist water vapor appeared under his eye sockets.

"Li Daochang, don't worry, Nanming Mountain... will be fine."

The prison was choked with sobs: "I'll set off for Nanming Mountain right now, and vow to keep the crisis in the mountain and prevent it from spreading to the nearby residents."

The old Taoist stared at the prison for a long time, and then smiled softly.

"it is good."

……

Until the supervisor returned to his office, he still couldn't recover for a long time.

Although the old Taoist master had just finished entering meditation, his vitality was quickly exhausted because of a few words. The other Gao Gong Taoist priests who were still in the Haiyun temple had already rushed over, and the doctor they invited was already on the way.

The supervisor sat in his seat, looking at the documents piled high on the desk, his eyes dazed.

After sitting quietly for a long time, he got up and found out the file folder of the Nanming Mountain incident that year, and spread out the documents one after another, word by word, brutally describing what happened that year.

There are also Taoist priests who died in Nanming Mountain because of this.

The matter of Nanming Mountain's corpse in Hengjiang not only shocked Haiyun Temple, but also other sects.

Whether it is a horse fairy or a witch, a Taoist priest or a monk, they all went to Nanming Mountain to find out the truth.

However, many people have not even found Nanming Mountain.

They got lost around Nanming Mountain.

Nanming Mountain is located in the southern region, and its geographical location is very special. The chaotic magnetic field and changeable weather make this primitive mountain forest that has not been successfully developed become extremely challenging.

If you want to explore the truth in such an environment, the first thing you have to face is all the traditional positioning methods that have failed, and you also have to face the cruel reality that the logistics cannot be connected, and you may die in the mountains due to getting lost.

What's more, the tragic situation in Nanming Mountain has already made it clear that there are evil spirits in the mountain.

The exorcists who entered the mountain had to ensure their own survival while guarding against possible attacks from the dark...it was not easy.

But even so, many sects still did not expect that the people they sent to investigate could not even find Nanming Mountain.

When those lost Taoist priests and masters came back, they only looked confused and couldn't remember what happened.

According to what they said, their memories only stayed when they were about to enter Nanming Mountain, and when they came back to their senses, they were already in the mountains near Nanming Mountain, or in the nearby villages and towns.

The only thing I can remember is the feeling of being so happy that I don't want to leave at all.

' I don't know, but that's like the purpose of life. '

A Taoist priest who came back at that time said blankly: "People should not suffer suffering in this world. Even if we call it practice, do we really need it?"Why not pursue joy and happiness? '

'You don't have to make any difficult choices, you don't have to think about things that will make you sad and painful, you just need to live happily and healthily... Isn't this paradise right? '

The Taoist priest's Taoist heart was shaken violently, and he returned to secular life and left from Haiyun Temple not long after.

Before he left, he said that he wanted to pursue the Peach Blossom Spring, and he didn't want to sacrifice his life in the arduous practice or even to protect others.

Since then, no one has seen the Taoist priest who left.

But the Taoist priest's friend did a fortune-telling, but found that the Taoist priest was already dead.

And the other priests who came back from Nanming Mountain were not in a good condition.

Some were in a trance, some couldn't take an inch further in their practice, and some died soon after being attacked by other ghosts.

There are even a few sects, even the disciples of the sects have disappeared, and no one is alive or dead.

Haiyunguan tried several times in succession, but they all failed.

It didn't solve the problem, but instead damaged a lot of Daoists, and the associated impact was even more extensive.

For several sects at that time, Nanming Mountain became a heart problem.

They want to find out the specific situation of Nanming Mountain, but they don't want to make their disciples make useless sacrifices.

In desperation, the exorcists could only adopt a compromise method, intercepting around Nanming Mountain, firmly controlling the danger of Nanming Mountain within the mountain, and preventing the scope of influence from expanding.

But even so, the villages under Nanming Mountain were still affected.

People in the village died one after another.

At the very beginning, the family members who lost their loved ones would cry sadly, solemnly hold the memorial ceremony, and bury them in the coffins that had been prepared for the elderly.

But soon, the scope of death was no longer limited to the elderly, but middle-aged people and even young people in their prime.

The villagers who lost their family members suppressed their grief. After sending away the elderly, they began to send away the pillars and young people of the family.

The coffin shop near the village quickly sold out all the coffins, and the craftsmen who carved the tombstones were busy day and night.

But even so, it still couldn't keep up with the death rate of the villagers.

The solemn mourning hall and elegant coffins have also become sloppy funerals and casually bought coffins.

In the end, even the villagers couldn't even buy coffins. The corpses at home began to rot in the hot weather. The corpse water flowed all over the bed, and insects and flies crawled all over the walls and buzzed.

The villagers who are still alive have no more tears.

They have become numb to death, so painful that they can't feel it.

Some families even wiped out their entire family, leaving no one alive.

Bodies piled up in homes, but no one was able to conduct their funerals anymore.

And the neighbors are also busy with their own funerals, so exhausted that they don't even have the energy to speak, how can they find the energy to manage the dead body next door?

Among the Taoist priests of Haiyun Guan who went to the village to check the situation at that time, there was Taoist Wang.

As soon as the young Wang Daochang stepped into the village, he was almost knocked over by the stench of corpses.

Insects and flies buzzed and hovered in the air, and paper money was left in the deserted fields that no one cultivated, blowing gently with the wind.

But the roads in the village were empty, and every house was quiet.

Not even children playing.

There was dead silence and depression.

Wang Daochang stood at the entrance of the village, feeling his heart was gripped by such a dead scene, and even the beating slowed down.

Full of desolation.

A confused soul stood at the three-way intersection in the village, not knowing which direction to go.

In a village house where there are no living people, a dazed soul sits on a chair, with his own decomposed corpse lying at his feet.

Walking all the way into the village, the more he looked, the more terrified Wang Daochang became.

He didn't know why this place became like this, and his youth and inexperience made him more likely to soften his heart. He sympathized with these villagers and wanted to save the living as much as possible and send the dead away.

But an old but hale and hearty grandmother stopped Wang Daochang.

'It's the guilty who die, young man, you'd better leave this matter alone and leave the village at once. '

Grandma claimed her surname was Nan, and explained the reason to Daoist Wang succinctly and concisely.

Before death, people in the village all had a similar experience, that is, their souls left their bodies.

Not only the dead, but also the living.

However, some people's souls were left in the underworld, and some people returned to the sun safely.

Grandma Nan also experienced this.

'Yan Wangye is angry and wants to bring all the guilty souls to trial, and the guilty ones will pay for their sins. '

Grandma Nan sneered: "If some people sent away the newborn girls one after another not for the sake of their golden grandson, how could they end up like this?"If someone didn't force the young daughter-in-law to death, how could he be judged by Lord Hades? '

'There are even some people who actually want to mess around with that one in Nanming Mountain, ignoring their lives and offering sacrifices, what's the difference with evil witches? '

Wang Daochang didn't expect that there was such a reason, and he was stunned for a while and couldn't recover.

Grandma Nan urged him to leave, telling him that the dead were all guilty and there was no need for sympathy.

'I have already sent my child away, and the next step is to go to Nanming Mountain and beg that person to stop.The rest of the village thought the same thing as me. '

Grandma Nan's eyes were firm: "Since people in our village also participated in it, we have an obligation to stop it." '

Because Grandma Nan is highly respected in the village, and she also presides over the funeral of new students in the village. She is considered a witch in the village, so she has a clear mind about what happened in the village.

The immature Wang Daoist was blown away by Grandma Nan, and he didn't dare to make up his own mind before he left the teacher, so he went out of the village to ask the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple.

When the priests heard the news and hurried into the village, they only saw an empty village.

Grandma Nan and other surviving villagers disappeared.

The priests couldn't confirm whether they had entered Nanming Mountain, because they followed the path stepped on by the villagers to enter the mountain, but got lost again, and finally went back to the village.

For example, Grandma Nan was worried that other people would die innocently, so she refused their entry.

Afterwards, those people were never seen again, and the village gradually became deserted.

Fortunately, after that year, the deaths that erupted in Nanming Mountain gradually subsided, and there were no traces of corpses in the river, and all the things related to ghosts disappeared.

It was as if it had suddenly changed from a hell on earth to a paradise.

And the matter of Nanming Mountain was gradually forgotten, and the younger children no longer knew what happened there.

All the materials are archived in Haiyun Temple.

Until this time, the Supervisory Court solemnly dug out the documents, allowing all those who died that year to see the light of day again.

However, when the supervisor's eyes accidentally glanced at a hand-drawn map from that year in the folder, his eyes suddenly froze.

——He saw that the river flows down Nanming Mountain, and among the villages it flows through, there is a village located deep in the mountains, named Shanwa Village.

It is the real name of Longevity Village.

The supervisor was shocked and immediately called the official person in charge.

"It's not Changshou Village, it's Nanming Mountain!"

It is rare for the supervisor to lose his composure, and his voice trembled: "Changshou Village is just downstream of Nanming Mountain. The river starts from Nanming Mountain and flows down through Changshou Village."

"I'm afraid that Changshou Village...is also similar to the situation in Nanming Mountain."

Nanming Mountain, which lost the lives of dozens of ghost exorcists back then, and even many people have not found their bodies so far, unexpectedly re-named it Changshou Village, and something happened.

The Supervisory Court didn't know how to solve the matter of Nanming Mountain, even more than ten years ago, in that confrontation between man and the unknown, they never won.

If the threat from Nanming Mountain hadn't stopped fermenting suddenly, they didn't know how to deal with it.

But now, the program team entered Changshou Village to shoot, but something happened again.

Rotten corpses appeared in the live broadcast, and the guests seemed to have forgotten...

The Supervisory Court remembered the analysis report just handed to him by the official responsible person. The background introduction in it stated that Changshou Village is famous for its paradise-like happiness, and the river runs through the village.

This scene is so similar to ten years ago!

For a while, both sides of the phone fell into a deathly silence.

The official person in charge of the special department who knew about Nanming Mountain froze in place.

The phone fell out of his hand.

shattered.