After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Before Li Daochang came to Baizhi Lake, he had already read the files of all the villagers in the village with the surname Bai.

The photo of Zheng Shushu on the file is a photo of him when he was interviewed by a magazine many years ago.

He is obviously not very old, but his face with regular features is full of sternness and hostility, his head is lowered, and his eyes looking at the camera are full of disgust for this world.

So when Li Daochang learned about Carpenter Zheng from the southwest ghost exorcist, although Li Daochang was surprised, he was not surprised.

A person with such a face has to go through a lot of hardships before he can make it.

But what Li Daochang never expected was that Zheng Shushu was the most important existence in the Baizhihu incident, even related to Li Chengyun who died many years ago.

Ghost Dao was frightened and furious, on the cloudy sky, thunder and lightning struck down, trying to put Li Daochang to death.

But the wood carving with a living mouth and living eyes, which has exactly the same image as Zheng Shuji, desperately wants to save Li Daochang.

From the words that the woodcarving uttered with the last ounce of strength, Li Daochang finally learned that Li Chengyun's death was to sneak into the old Fengdu under the Baizhi Lake, retrieve the ebony statue, and use it to guard the evil spirits of the Baizhi Lake.

And Yan Shixun and others also followed the ghost energy to find the location of the old Fengdu, and they were already dealing with the ghost way.

"You are...an acquaintance of Mr. Yan, I cannot let you die here. Otherwise, I will have no face to see you again, Mr. Yan."

Zheng Shushu pulled the corner of Li Daochang's clothes, the woodcarving's mouth opened and closed, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He dragged the corpse that was only half left after being struck by lightning. Only Daochang Li can keep standing.

But even so, he still swallowed his blood foam with difficulty, took a deep breath, and continued: "Please, and the ghost exorcists outside, leave here immediately. Here, it will become a place where ghosts destroy the world." The starting point, everything, will be razed to the ground by ghost energy."

"You, like Mr. Yan, want to deal with ghosts, I understand. But please don't waste your life needlessly."

At the section of Zheng Shushu's body that was split in half, the organs that were originally in the abdominal cavity flowed out because there were no obstacles, dragging his intestines all over the floor, and the thick bloody smell mixed with the scorching of flesh and blood. The smell was so bad that it went straight to the nose.

But he no longer cared about his own situation. Even though he became weaker as his soul was destroyed, he still tried his best to persevere, told Li Daochang the truth he had seen, and wanted to persuade them to leave.

Li Daochang saw Zheng Shushu's situation in his eyes, he frowned, and pinched his fingers casually, trying to cast a spell to stabilize Zheng Shushu's soul.

But was rejected by Zheng Shu.

"Layman Chengyun knew that he would die from the very beginning, but he still chose to die. I should have walked with Layman Chengyun at that time, put down my hatred, and did something to stop ghosts. But, I have a sister."

Zheng Shushu smiled wryly: "I can't bear to part with this hard-won happiness and peace with my sister. I greedily want more time."

"But now, it's time. It's time for me to use this soul to blame Southwest."

"Please believe me."

Zheng Shushu grabbed Li Daochang's Taoist robe tightly, with such strength that his wooden fingers even tore the Taoist robe.

He looked at Li Daochang persistently, and even pleaded in his tone: "Baizhihu, controlled by my sister, Old Fengdu, Ghost Dao, Dao, Shadow Puppetry, has completely deviated from the normal track now, even me I don’t even know how many layers of worlds have been formed.”

"The ones those Taoists are dealing with may be ghosts, but it is more likely that they are Taoists trapped in other places. You are killing each other now. This is what the ghosts would like to see."

"It's something we absolutely can't do."

Zheng Shushu's body was slowly sliding down, and his severely damaged soul could not support the wood carving, which also made him one step closer to the disappearance of his soul.

But even so, he still refused to look away and looked directly at Li Daochang, because he was anxious because Li Daochang didn't respond.

"There is Mr. Yan in the ghost way, and there is Layman Chengyun, there must be no problem. I believe that Mr. Yan, who rescued me from hell, can definitely prevent the spread of the ghost way. So, please believe in Mr. Yan as much as I do, please You, protect your own life first."

Yan Shixun's previous questioning of Zheng Shushu was deafening, and while Zheng Shushu was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time, he also firmly engraved those words in his soul.

He was the one who condoned Zheng Tiantian's deeds, and he was also guilty of those travelers who died in Baizhi Lake.

But it is not too late to remedy the situation.

Ever since Zheng Shu chose to die with his younger sister, he had firmly established a belief, that is——

Never let a life die in front of his eyes again.Never indulge again, causing the ghost way to spread and the Southwest to fall into disaster.

This is also the reason why Zheng Shu will save Li Daochang desperately.

Li Daochang looked down at Zheng Shushu, and he could see the earnest begging from his dark and empty eyes.

But he did not give up dealing with Ghost Dao according to what Zheng Shushu said, and turned around to evacuate immediately.

Instead, he stretched out his hand firmly, and took Zheng Shushu's hand that was reaching out to him.

"Before everyone came to Baizhi Lake, they were already prepared to die here. I have nothing to fear when I die. Only when I lose the way to stick to it will it be terrible."

Li Daochang's beard and hair are all white, blowing gently with the wind, his dazzling eyes are full of unshakable firmness.

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll let others pay attention. But retreat? We can't."

Zheng Shushu looked at Li Daochang in a daze, and suddenly realized that the beliefs of these cultivators were not something he could dissuade.

The obsession dissipated, and Zheng Shu could no longer hold on, and slowly slid to the ground.

His body, which had been battered by the thunderbolt, had turned ashen and wasted in the pool of blood and pieces of meat all over the floor. The woodcarved parts were also twitching slightly in every joint, as if out of control and out of control.

But Zheng Shushu had a smile on his face.

At the price of being scattered, he finally died completely, freed from the control of ghosts, and could die peacefully without harming anyone.

As for the Southwest he cares about...

God, I've hated you all my life, and I've asked you to know why my family is the only one that's broken and displaced.But now, I just beg you, please, bless Mr. Yan, and let him succeed.

Zheng Shushu thought quietly, and finally his body froze suddenly, completely motionless.

The flame burned on the body of the wooden carving, and in an instant it was a raging fire.

Under the thunder, ashes disappeared.

Li Daochang lowered his head, his face was reddened by the flames, he only sighed lightly, then restrained all his sighs towards Zheng Shushu, and raised his head to look forward with a serious expression.

In the center of the mourning hall, there is a coffin, and paper money braziers are scattered on the surrounding ground, making slight noises with the wind.

After Li Daochang saw the people in the coffin clearly, his eyebrows twitched and his face turned cold.

——What lay in the coffin was not a corpse at all, but a wooden sculpture with a living mouth and eyes.

The most important thing is that the wooden sculpture looks exactly like him.

Li Daochang knew it in his heart, knowing that it was Gui Dao who was completely irritated after finding out that he couldn't do it with one blow, lost his leisurely and calm cat and mouse, and wanted to give him a blow and kill him completely.

And, manipulate him.

Just like the other wood carvings with living mouths and eyes that he saw, the corpses were stuffed into the wood carvings, and the souls were manipulated by ghosts, like wooden dolls with strings.

Li Daochang sneered, he raised his sleeves, walked forward with his hands behind his back, and kicked over the brazier in front of the coffin that was covered in paper ashes.

Mars scattered.

When his cloth shoes stepped on the ground, spider cracks immediately spread, as if there was a tremendous force.

This is tantamount to provoking the ghosts behind the scenes.

In the end of angering the ghost, the flame on Zheng Shu's body was still burning, making crackling sounds, and the smell of burnt flesh spread, and the tragic example was vividly before his eyes.

But Li Daochang was fearless, looking straight ahead, and even wanted Guidao to appear immediately.

Since Yan Shixun was dealing with the root of the ghosts in the old Fengdu, he wanted to take a drastic drudgery, making the ghosts completely lose their source of power.Then he couldn't stand still, let alone hide in a corner alone when the snowstorm came.

He wants to stand in front of everyone and protect them from the wind and snow.

Not a hidden flower.

Since he can't go to the old Fengdu now, at the very least, the things outside the old Fengdu are left to him!

At least before Yan Shixun came back, he couldn't let the ghost way continue to spread.

Although Zheng Shuji was worried about their safety and persuaded them that the ghost way exists in Baizhi Lake, but this is good news for Li Daochang.

As long as he restrains Ghost Dao as much as possible, so that Ghost Dao cannot withdraw most of its attention and power from Baizhi Lake, Ghost Dao will be fixed here and unable to move to the far southwest.

"You can't let the juniors think that we old guys are useless."

Li Daochang snorted coldly: "Lian Po is old, and he can still eat ten pots! Let's wait and see, how dare you pretend to be the way of heaven?"

After the great change, there were no longer any male woodcarvers in the mourning hall.

The only thing left was the wooden sculpture of a woman standing in the hall and looking at him coldly.

There was also the ghost baby who was protected by Xie Lin at a critical moment.

Guiying lowered her head and stared blankly at the sawdust scattered around her, as if she couldn't accept the complete damage of Xie Lin's woodcarving for a moment.

When she finally came to her senses slowly, the whole body carved out of wood trembled more and more, and the wooden joints collided with each other and made a "cackling" sound.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The ghost baby raised its head and screamed, wanting to cry in pain.

Then she stared at Li Daochang with blood-red eyes, and quickly rushed towards him. Her sharp palm pointed straight at Li Daochang's heart, and she muttered something vaguely. She held it in her other hand The small wooden carving similar to Yan Shixun's was immediately wrapped in a blood-red mist under the spell.

The art of disgust!

Li Daochang frowned and noticed the ghost baby's movements.

He took the initiative to meet the ghost baby without the slightest fear, as if he wanted to really fight the ghost baby.

But just as the distance between him and the ghost baby was getting closer, he turned sideways nimbly, brushed past the ghost baby, and instead rushed towards the wooden carved woman in the mourning hall.

Li Daochang rolled up his sleeves and flew forward, hitting the woman in the stomach.

He began to recite the scriptures, but he didn't mention a word related to the ghost-killing spell. Instead, he kept chanting about the creatures of plants and trees.

At present, the spells have already lost their effectiveness. If you continue to use the spells recklessly and without flexibility, you will only get burned, and it will be counterproductive.

So Li Daochang immediately changed his thinking, abandoned the spell, and began to recite the scriptures, praising the creatures of plants and trees, and begging all the creatures around him to help him and give him a helping hand.

This method has never been used by Taoist priests in the thousands of years of records. Compared with the current situation, it is suddenly much easier to use spells to exorcise ghosts.

Li Daochang's choice seems to be desperate.

But he didn't panic in the slightest, he just acted according to his plan step by step, his brows and eyes remained calm.

First, a speck of bright light lit up in the dark and pale mourning hall.

Then there was another point, like fireflies flying every now and then, bright but faint, as if they could be extinguished at any time, but stubbornly survived the cold mountain wind, trying to illuminate a little space.

Then, little by little lights gradually floated on the mourning hall.

Immediately, the entire mourning hall seemed to be surrounded by fireflies, and all the insignificant points of light were trying to drive away the darkness and let the light descend again.

Even if it was scattered by the rolling white flags, the light spots stubbornly regrouped.

Even if it is small, it is persistent and refuses to give up.

These points of light gathered into light clusters, quickly illuminating the surrounding space.

The light gathered more and more, and soon illuminated the entire mourning hall, like a candle swaying in a strong wind but refused to be extinguished.

The light of fireflies can also be compared with the sun and the moon.

All living beings try hard to live, until the moment of real death, they are unwilling to give up hope for life.

These persistent persistences were all attracted by Li Daochang's earnest request to recite the scriptures.No matter how weak it is, and how it will be ignored, the living beings want to fight for the possible future for their own world.

This belief, because of Li Daochang's existence and attention, was gathered, a little bit of light, and finally accumulated into a huge force, gathered in Li Daochang's hands, and finally formed an effect stronger than a spell.

Ghost Dao never expected that Li Daochang could do this to such a degree in a dead situation where all spells and exorcism methods failed. Even the brilliance gathered by the faint light spots was so dazzling that it illuminated the entire mourning hall. It is as bright as day.

The white flag rolled violently, but there was no longer a corner of shadow for the ghost to hide in, and everything was illuminated in every detail.

In a short span of time, Li Daochang's sudden approach caught Ghost Dao by surprise, and he couldn't react in time in shock. He could only watch helplessly as Li Daochang rushed towards the woodcarved woman, and all the ghostly aura that he wanted to intercept were under that brilliance. Broken and dissipated into smoke and dust.

But Li Daochang's eyes were sharp and sharp. Although he didn't have a mahogany sword in his hand, it was far sharper than the blade.

His palm was inch by inch close to the wooden woman's stomach. The woman screamed and instinctively stretched out her hand to protect her stomach, hoping to attract ghost babies to protect herself.

However, the ghost baby is still immersed in the blows of the successive deaths of Xie Lin and Zheng Shushu, and is even more unable to calm down Li Daochang. Under the rage, he lost all reason and roared like a wild beast. He was completely unable to accept the woman's instructions. Only Li Daochang's figure was attacking him indiscriminately.

But was blocked by Guanghua, and he couldn't even get close to Li Daochang.

The woodcarving woman who lost all means of protection, protected her stomach in panic and retreated repeatedly, but finally bumped into the tablet engraved with the name of Li Daochang's birthday, and she could not retreat.

The altar shook, and the tablet swayed from side to side and finally fell down the altar.

At the same time that the tablet fell to pieces, Li Daochang's palm had already touched the wooden woman.

His arms were wrapped in brilliance, like a blade, and he sank into the wood carving's stomach effortlessly, and continued to move forward without any resistance like cutting tofu.

"Puff!" A sound pierced through the woodcarving's chubby belly.

The woodcarved woman froze immediately, and all movements of protecting her stomach and struggling and screaming stopped.

And the thick black rotting corpse water splashed, smashing Li Daochang's face.

Li Daochang didn't seem to be disturbed at all, his eyes were determined to maintain the original movement, and he didn't let the wood carving go.

He could feel that what his palm touched was a soft, sticky mass.

Not wood carvings or rotting corpses, but... ghostly aura.

The wood-carved woman opened her mouth and made a "ho ho" sound, her limbs and joints twitched and trembled, her image was frightening.

And Li Daochang's mouth, there is also blood winding down, the blood is ominous black, dripping on the Taoist robe, smudged.

There was no fluctuation in Li Daochang's eyebrows.

While he was approaching the woodcarving woman, Gui Dao was also desperately trying to stop what he was going to do.

But the more this happened, the more determined Li Daochang was, and he was sure that his judgment was correct. He found the key to Ghost Dao's control of Baizhi Lake.

But at the same time, the shattered tablet still caused huge damage to Li Daochang.

The purpose of the wood carvings with living mouths and eyes carved out of living people is to replace them with living people and change their identities.

Whether it's the wooden carving in the coffin in the mourning hall, or the tablet with the birth date and name on it, under the control of Ghost Dao, these all represent Daoist Li himself.

The broken tablet is tantamount to Li Daochang's death once.

At that moment, Li Daochang only felt that someone had punched him hard in the chest. From the body to the soul, he was severely injured. The pain made his eyes black for bursts, and he almost couldn't control his figure.

However, Li Daochang still relied on his strong willpower to endure it, without even a cry of pain, and continued to move forward without any hindrance, not letting go of this opportunity to get close to the woman.

He knew very well in his heart that this attack had a great probability of being successful, and it was entirely because Gui Dao hadn't anticipated his actions before, and was suddenly unprepared for the incident.

And once he gave up now and turned to take care of his own safety, he would be in the hands of Ghost Dao, allowing Ghost Dao to breathe and have time to guard against him.

At that time, it would be impossible to get close to the woodcarving woman, or even harm the "fetus" in her womb.

This is something that doesn't require a choice at all.

From the beginning, Li Daochang did not put his life on the side of the balance.

All he thought about was how to defeat the Ghost Dao.

Li Daochang's palm was in the thick mud, and he accurately grasped the only thing that was a little hard.Judging from the feel, it seems to be a small wood carving.

……Do not.

It's not a wooden sculpture, but a small statue of a god.

It is an incarnation of ghosts, like an ebony idol.

It's just that the ebony god is a treasure, but it is an evil thing.When it was actually born, it was when Baizhi Lake and the Southwest were completely covered and manipulated by ghost energy.

Li Daochang sneered, pulled the little idol and pulled his arm out suddenly.

Pus and blood splashed, and the stench was very strong.

And the Guanghua that was originally wrapped around Li Daochang's arm was left in the belly of the wood carving, disturbing the woman's restlessness, she opened her mouth and roared mournfully.

Li Daochang hastily lowered his head and glanced at the little statue he was holding tightly in his hand.

Even though it was covered in dirty blood, it was still possible to see the facial features of the god statue clearly, it seemed to be kind and compassionate, no different from the god statues in ordinary Taoist temples.

But if you look closely, you will find that the idol has no righteousness at all, and is full of evil spirits. Even the smile is malicious and strange. It is not a statue at all, but the embodiment of evil spirits.

Li Daochang sneered, and clenched his palms tightly.

"Crack...crack!"

The neck of the little idol was immediately broken by his bare hands.

Li Daochang raised his eyebrows coldly, and with his old but still powerful palm, he crushed the little god statue in his hand without haste, and sawdust fell from his hand.

And the woodcarved woman immediately seemed to have been sucked out of all her strength, and with a "bang!", she fell limply to the ground.

shattered.

In the mourning hall, there was a complete silence, and all the crying and howling of the ghosts stopped abruptly at this moment, and there was no sound.

Li Daochang stood up slowly, gritted his teeth and tried to resist the bursts of black vision in front of him, turned around calmly, and scanned the entire mourning hall.

Black and red blood gushed out from Li Daochang's chest, and quickly smeared a sticky blood stain on the Taoist robe.

Although the little god looks evil, under the ghostly way, it is like a righteous god of the great way, possessing all the power that a righteous god should have.

Mortals destroying the god statues is no different from blaspheming the righteous gods, which naturally provokes karma and hurts themselves.

Li Daochang had expected this a long time ago, but it didn't affect what he did to the little idol in the slightest.

——At the moment when the little god statue was shattered, Ghost Dao's control over Baizhi Lake and the Southwest was immediately greatly weakened.

For Li Daochang, this is a very cost-effective exchange, and there is no need for calculation and hesitation.

From the very beginning when he saw the bulging belly of the woodcarved woman, Li Daochang was suspicious.

After all, the ghost baby had already been born, so why was the woman's stomach, which should have been empty, filled again?

Carpenter Zheng's wife's womb can give birth to a ghost baby, even though it was not what she wanted, but it is the best container for ghosts to live in.

In addition to ghost energy, "gods" can also be born into the world dignifiedly through this way.

Even the avenue can't be beaked.

It's a pity that Li Daochang saw through it at a glance, and all the plans of Guidao were shattered.

The ghost baby also declined rapidly with the weakening of the ghost way. The cutely carved little girl fell to the ground and was covered by the startled and falling paper money.

She struggled to get up, but she couldn't succeed, but no brother reached out to pull her up and comfort her softly.

Li Daochang glanced at Guiying, and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

He is not a merciful person, and he will not help when he sees an injury without asking the cause.

Regarding the existence of manipulating human statues to attack strangers in various places, killing the person who handled the Baizhi Lake case, and killing many people who passed by Baizhi Lake in the past many years, Li Daochang only feels that death is more than justified, and absolutely Not someone he would rescue.

Li Daochang's heart was still gushing black blood, and the whole Taoist robe was wet from the inside to the outside, and even dripped down the road he walked along the corner of the robe.

His complexion quickly turned pale and ashen, but his actions were as usual. It seemed that such a serious injury could not hinder him.

The cloth shoes were stained with blood as they stepped on the cold bricks and stones.

Li Daochang looked ahead and walked out of the mourning hall with his hands behind his back.

When he passed the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall, he paused for a moment, glanced over, and then let out a "heh".

"What kind of thing is it carved? It's so ugly."

Li Daochang said with disgust: "It's far less good-looking than my real person. It's better for this kind of thing to disappear as soon as possible."

After all, a little bit of fluorescent light fell into the coffin immediately.

The wood carving with a face similar to that of Li Daochang immediately burst into flames with a "hoo!"

The fire swayed with the mountain wind, ignited the white flags flying over, and then quickly spread in the mourning hall.

The raging fire is unstoppable.

The paper money scattered on the ground and in the air was also ignited by the flames and turned into a wisp of ashes, leaving only a little black ash, curled and collapsed.

The wooden woman and ghost baby lying on the ground and unable to move were also quickly surrounded by flames.

But this time, no elder brother will block another blow for the ghost baby.

Li Daochang glanced at the mourning hall for the last time, seeing that the wooden sculpture with his own face suddenly turned over and sat up from the coffin, screaming and trying to jump out while holding the coffin, but he could only twist his body and be engulfed by the flames, gradually become charred.

The sound of sparks bursting sounded.

Li Daochang looked away.

Standing behind the gate of the courtyard, he stretched out his hand to hold the locked lock, and with a light push, the gate slowly opened amidst creaking and rubbing sounds.

The voices that were isolated outside the yard rushed in immediately.

The anxious shouts of the priests came.

Li Daochang squinted his eyes, turned his back to the sea of ​​fire, and looked out of the courtyard.