Chapter 201 Jinjiang

After realizing that Zhang Wubing had not made any divination in advance before his trip to Changshou Village, Taoist Master Ma immediately contacted the abbot of Haiyun Temple and explained the situation to him.

The abbot frowned, raised his head from his numerous affairs, and asked Master Wang who happened to be beside him about this matter.

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

He touched his chin and said hesitantly: "It seems... I have never seen it before."

As he spoke, Taoist Wang made use of his hands to quickly calculate the situation in Changshou Village.

But as he calculated, Master Wang's expression became more and more serious, and finally his face became extremely ugly.

"Longevity Village... everything that prospers must decline. The name with the best meaning actually hides the greatest crisis."

Taoist priest Wang looked at the abbot and said, "You just said that the longevity village is in the southern part of the country?"

"There is only one thing that comes to my mind first..."

Taoist Master Wang and the abbot looked at each other and saw the storm in each other's eyes.

——Nanming Mountain.

At this moment, a little Taoist boy suddenly ran in eagerly. He was so anxious that he didn't even look at his feet. With a "bang", he kicked the high threshold and almost tripped himself.

The abbot frowned, looked away, and looked a little serious because of the little Taoist boy's recklessness.

The little Taoist boy pointed behind him and tried to speak. After taking a few deep breaths to catch his breath, he immediately shouted, "Master Li, Master Li is coming out!"

The dean was startled when he heard the voice, and then he jumped up from his chair, not caring about Taoist Wang and the little Taoist boy, and walked quickly to the old Taoist priest's room.

As the most senior and powerful Taoist priest in Haiyun Temple, the old Taoist priest has a strong influence on the entire Haiyun Temple.

Whenever important matters arise, the high-ranking Taoist priests and the abbot who manage the temple's affairs will always seek advice from the old Taoist priest.

However, not long after returning from Guishan, the old Taoist priest entered into a state of meditation frequently, and this time he stayed in meditation for nearly a month.

The abbot had no chance to ask the old Taoist priest about the Yin Road and could only wait anxiously.

Without the final conclusion from the old Taoist priest, he always felt uneasy.

Therefore, after hearing the little Taoist boy say that Taoist Li had woken up, the abbot could not wait to rush to Taoist Li, and this priority overshadowed everything else.

But before the abbot stepped into the old Taoist priest's room and saw anyone, he saw a shoe being thrown out with a "whoosh".

"How do you become a master? Lu Xingxing, how did you teach me? Can you act like a master now?"

The old Taoist priest's roar came out from the room: "Evil disciple, evil disciple! Go and start learning from the beginning with Lu Xingxing!"

The dean watched helplessly as Taoist Song Yi was kicked out of the old Taoist priest's room in a rather embarrassed manner.

Taoist Song Yi, who is usually serious, seemed very embarrassed at this moment. While the old Taoist priest was chasing him and beating him, he tried to interrupt and explain.

But the old Taoist priest was obviously not going to give him this opportunity, forcing Taoist Song Yi to raise his hands to block in embarrassment. He looked so flustered that even the bandage on his chest was stained with blood. It was obvious that the injury he had suffered at Binhai University before had reopened.

"No, Master, I..."

Taoist Song Yi was at a loss and wanted to speak.

The old Taoist priest threw the peach wood sword at him and said, "If you are injured, go back and recover! You are trying to play a trick on me by coming in front of me with such a half-dead look on your face!"

Taoist Song Yi, who was intimidating without even getting angry and had a strong aura in front of outsiders, was now being chased around the yard by his master, and he no longer had the imposing manner he had outside.

The abbot was moved by what he saw.

This lineage is really... From Taoist Priest Li to Lu Xingxing, even Taoist Priest Yan, they all have bad tempers.

In other words, there is a Taoist priest named Song Yi in the middle. He can be considered a meticulous and serious person, but he is still caught in the middle between the two bad tempers and his skills are repeatedly ruined.

But it is precisely this lineage that has each member extremely talented.

Even the most unreliable Lu Xingxing, after returning from Binhai University, calmed down a little and began to be willing to truly study the scriptures with his uncle master.

This learning process will lead to rapid progress.

It's like he's the smartest student in the class, who relies on his talent to act silly and still manages to maintain an average grade.

But when he really wanted to be serious, the talent that was usually buried under his nonchalant smile was revealed.

Taoist Priest Li's favorite and youngest disciple, Mr. Chengyun, is a man of extraordinary talent.

Even Chengyun Jushi's disciple Yan Shixun had a rare appearance of an evil spirit possessed by a demon - and he was the only person with this appearance of an evil spirit possessed by a demon who had successfully survived so far.

After sorting out his thoughts, the dean suddenly began to doubt his own judgment.

Is it true that only with such a violent temper can one better touch the great Dao and make further progress in the path of cultivation?

The abbot stroked his chin in thought.

When Taoist Master Song Yi saw the abbot, he stopped and saluted to him.

Because when he was at Binhai University, Taoist Song was the most seriously injured among all the Taoists who went there. He himself did not even think that he could come back alive, and he had already made plans to protect the students of Binhai University with his life.

If it weren't for Yan Shixun's efforts to save the situation, Taoist Song Yi would have died a martyr and been buried on the seaside.

But even though he came back alive, Taoist Song Yi had to lie in bed for a long time and couldn't move. It was only recently when his injuries improved that he grabbed Lu Xingxing and taught him a lesson.

——But he didn’t expect that even so, after the old Taoist priest finished his meditation, he still pulled him back and scolded him because of Lu Xingxing’s matter.

The Taoist robe that Taoist Song Yi had draped over his shoulders as he hurried out had already slipped off and was thrown out by the old Taoist priest. He caught it in his hand and had no time to put it on again.

His hair was still a little messy, and his clothes were a little disheveled because the old Taoist priest chased him and beat him. The bandage wrapped around his chest was stained with blood, and even his snow-white undershirt was stained with some blood, making him look quite disheveled.

The dean couldn't help laughing and waved his hand at Taoist Song Yi: "Taoist Song, go back and continue to rest. It's cold in winter, don't let your wound get worse."

When the old Taoist priest heard the abbot's voice, he snorted and let him in.

"Master Li, a lot of things happened during your meditation. Yinlu..."

The abbot bowed to the old Taoist priest and was about to tell him what he was most worried about.

But the old Taoist priest stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"Let me ask you, what's going on with Nanming Mountain?"

The old Taoist priest looked serious, his gray eyebrows tightly knitted together: "When I was in meditation, I saw a glimpse of God's will, pointing directly to Nanming Mountain."

Since many years ago, when the old Taoist priest glimpsed the secrets of heaven but was on the verge of death, he had already realized that the great Dao would collapse and heaven and earth would be in chaos.

From that moment on, he was always ready to sacrifice his life.

The old Taoist priest saw very clearly that the scenes of his master and uncles praying to the gods for help, which he often saw when he was young, had become increasingly rare as he grew up and even aged.

Even in the most famous Taoist temples in the country, it is rare to hear of anyone successfully inviting the gods.

The talismans we use on a daily basis can only borrow a trace of divine power.

And not all Taoists can succeed.

Not only that, even the news came out from the temple where the spirit mediums were driven out that the gods were no longer visible.

This made the old Taoist priest begin to doubt whether all the gods in the world had died.

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

This time, when the old Taoist priest was in a trance, his spirit traveled around the void and he vaguely saw scenes he had never seen before.

——Nanming Mountain is full of vitality, far better than the human world.

But just after the vitality of Nanming Mountain reached its peak, the avenue began to collapse at an accelerated speed.

Evil ghosts were rampant in the world, and people were wailing endlessly. The number of people who died because of ghosts increased sharply in just a few months, making the underworld, which had barely restored order, busy again.

However, a large number of newly deceased ghosts were crowded into the underworld, which had not yet been fully repaired and was still fragile, and soon caused problems in the underworld's already barely maintained operations.

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

Death was everywhere and corpses floated in the river.

The entire river that runs through Nanming Mountain is filled with floating dead bodies that refuse to close their eyes.

In sharp contrast to this is the vitality of Nanming Mountain that soars into the sky.

It's like half hell and half paradise.

It's so weird that it sends chills down one's spine.

Just a few scenes almost exhausted the old Taoist priest's vitality, and his soul almost couldn't return to his body.

When he opened his eyes, the old Taoist priest clearly felt his body was weak, as if he would run out of energy in the next second.

When the old Taoist priest told the abbot what he had seen in a concise and concise manner, the abbot watched helplessly as the old Taoist priest's hair, which had been as black as a middle-aged man's, began to turn white little by little, and his rosy and plump cheeks quickly shrank, with wrinkles piling up layer by layer.

The old Taoist priest's voice became increasingly hoarse, and blood foam rose from his throat, which he swallowed with difficulty.

But it still stained my teeth red.

The dean was so horrified that he almost lost his mind.

He rushed over, held the old Taoist priest down and took him to the chair next to him, and loudly stopped the old Taoist priest from continuing to speak.

"Master Li! Stop talking, that's enough!"

The dean's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart and hands were shaking uncontrollably.

This is... this is the consequence of seeing the secrets of heaven!

How can a mortal body bear the great way of heaven and earth?

But it is precisely this mortal body that holds up the collapsing world and keeps ordinary people in a safe place.

Even if it costs me my own life, I still want to protect it.

This is His way.

The abbot was horrified by what he saw. He had never felt the justice and cruelty of heaven and earth so closely before.

Until the old Taoist priest stopped talking and the aging process gradually stopped, the abbot's heart was still beating wildly.

The old Taoist priest quietly stared at the abbot in front of him.

Even the abbot who was highly respected by the outside world was just a young child in his eyes, the inheritor of Haiyun Temple.

Looking at the concern shown by the abbot, the old Taoist priest suddenly felt like laughing.

The descendants of Haiyun Temple have lived up to the name of Haiyun Temple...

Even if he died here, so what? There are more disciples who will take over what he has not done, continue to use their shoulders to support the road of heaven and earth, and firmly guard in front of life.

However, since he is the elder, let him take charge of the day for the time being.

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, without any trace of the temper he had shown when facing Taoist priest Song Yi.

"I won't tell you, but you know, right?"

The old Taoist priest spoke calmly, his eyes fixed firmly on the abbot, wanting to get a definite answer.

The dean nodded repeatedly, with tears welling up under his eyes.

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

The dean choked up a little: "We will set out for Nanming Mountain right now, and swear to block the crisis in the mountain and prevent it from spreading to nearby residents."

The old Taoist priest stared at the abbot for a long time, then smiled softly.

"good."

…

Even when the dean returned to his office, he was still in a daze for a long time.

Although the old Taoist priest had just finished entering into meditation, his life was quickly consumed by just a few words. Other high-level Taoist priests who were still in Haiyun Temple had already rushed over, and the doctor they had invited was also on the way.

The dean sat in his seat, looking at the pile of documents on his desk with a dazed look in his eyes.

After sitting quietly for a long time, he stood up and found the folder of the Nanming Mountain incident. He spread out the documents one by one, and every word and sentence cruelly described what happened that year.

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

The incident of corpses strewn across the river at Nanming Mountain alarmed not only Haiyun Temple, but also other sects.

Be it shamans, witches, Taoist priests or monks, 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 has a very special geographical location. The chaotic magnetic field and changeable weather make this pristine mountain forest, which has never been successfully developed, extremely challenging.

If you want to explore the truth in such an environment, the first thing you have to face is the failure of all traditional positioning methods. You also have to face the cruel reality that 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 made it clear that there is an evil spirit in the mountain.

The exorcists who enter the mountains have to ensure their own survival while guarding against possible attacks from the dark... no easy task.

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

After those lost Taoist priests and masters came back, they were all confused and had no memory of what had happened.

According to what they said, their memory only stopped at the time when they were about to enter Nanming Mountain. When they came to their senses, they were already in the mountains near Nanming Mountain, or in the villages and towns nearby.

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

'I don't know, but that seems to be the purpose of life.'

A Taoist priest who returned at that time said in bewilderment: "Life should not be about suffering. Even if we call it spiritual practice, do we really need it? Why not pursue happiness and joy?"

'You don't have to make any difficult decisions, 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 a paradise? '

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

Before he left, he said that he wanted to pursue the Peach Blossom Spring and did not want to practice hard or even sacrifice his life to protect others.

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

But the Taoist priest's good friend Bu Shuan found out that the Taoist priest was already dead.

The other Taoist priests who returned from Nanming Mountain were also not in good condition.

Some became mentally confused, some could no longer make any further progress in their spiritual practice, and some soon died from attacks by other ghosts.

There are even a few sects whose disciples have disappeared, and neither the living nor the dead have been found to this day.

Haiyun Temple tried several times, but each time failed.

Instead of solving the problem, many Taoist priests were killed, and the spillover effects were even more widespread.

For several sects at that time, Nanming Mountain became a thorn in their side.

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

In desperation, the exorcists could only adopt a compromise method, intercepting the dangers around Nanming Mountain and keeping it firmly within the mountain to prevent the scope of influence from expanding further.

But even so, the village at the foot of Nanming Mountain was still affected.

People in the village died one after another.

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

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

The villagers whose family members had died suppressed their grief, and after seeing off the elderly, they began to see off the pillars of their families and the young people.

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

But even so, it still couldn't keep up with the speed at which villagers died.

The grand mourning hall and exquisite coffins have turned into sloppy funerals and coffins bought at random.

In the end, even the villagers couldn't buy coffins, and the bodies kept 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, buzzing.

The villagers who are still alive have no more tears to shed.

They have become numb to death and no longer feel the pain.

In some families, entire families were wiped out, leaving no one alive.

The bodies piled up in the house, but there was no one to handle their funerals.

The neighbors were all busy with their own funerals and were so exhausted that they didn't even have the energy to talk. How could they spare the energy to care about the bodies of the people next door who had been murdered?

Among the Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple who went to the village to check on the situation, there was Taoist priest Wang.

As the young Taoist priest Wang stepped into the village, he was almost knocked back by the stench of the corpses.

Insects and flies were circling in the air, buzzing. Paper money was left in the deserted fields, and was gently blown away by the wind.

The roads in the village were empty and every household was quiet.

There were not even any children playing.

It was dead silent and desolate.

Taoist Priest Wang stood at the entrance of the village and felt that his heart was being gripped by such a dead silent scene, and even its 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 deserted village house, a dazed soul sat on a chair with his own rotten corpse lying at his feet.

As he walked into the village, the more he looked, the more frightened Master Wang became.

He didn't know why this place had become like this. His youth and inexperience made him more soft-hearted. He sympathized with these villagers and wanted to save as many living people as possible and send the dead away.

But an old but energetic grandmother stopped Master Wang.

"Those who died were guilty. Young man, you'd better not care about this matter and leave the village immediately."

The old lady said her surname was Nan, and she explained the reason to Master Wang in a concise and efficient manner.

Before death, everyone in the village has a similar experience, which is their soul leaving their body.

Not only the dead have it, but the living have it as well.

However, some people's souls were left in the underworld, while others returned to the world safely.

Grandma Nan also experienced the same thing.

'The King of Hell is angry and will bring all the guilty souls to be judged. The guilty will have to pay for their sins.'

Grandma Nan sneered: "If some people didn't want a grandson, and sent away newborn girls one after another, how could they have ended up like this? If someone didn't force a young wife to death, how could he be judged by the King of Hell?"

"There are even some people who want to fool around with the guy in Nanming Mountain, disregarding their lives and offering sacrifices. What's the difference between them and evil witches?"

Taoist Wang didn't expect that there was such a reason. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't recover.

But Grandma Nan urged him to leave, telling him that the deceased were all guilty and there was no need to sympathize with them.

"I have already sent my child away. Next, I will go to Nanming Mountain and beg that person to stop. The rest of the people in the village have the same idea as me."

Grandma Nan's eyes were firm: "Since people from our village are also involved, we have the obligation to stop it."

Because Grandma Nan is highly respected in the village and presides over funerals and births in the village, she is considered the village witch, so she knows exactly what is happening in the village.

The young Taoist priest Wang was driven away by Grandma Nan. As he was not yet a master, he did not dare to make any decisions on his own, so he left the village to ask the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple.

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

Grandma Nan and the other surviving villagers disappeared.

The Taoist priests could not confirm whether they had entered Nanming Mountain, because they followed the path trampled by the villagers to enter the mountain, but got lost again and ended up going back to the village.

It seemed like Grandma Nan was worried that other people would die innocently, so she refused them entry.

Later, those people were never found again and the village gradually became deserted.

Fortunately, after that year, the death outbreak in Nanming Mountain gradually subsided, there were no more corpses in the river, and all things related to ghosts disappeared completely.

It was as if the place suddenly turned from a hell on earth into a paradise.

The events of Nanming Mountain were gradually forgotten, and the younger children no longer knew what had happened there.

All the information is archived in Haiyun Temple.

Until this time, the prison solemnly turned over the documents, allowing all the deaths of that year to see the light of day again.

However, when the dean's eyes accidentally swept across a hand-drawn map from that year in the folder, his eyes suddenly froze.

——He saw that among the villages the river flowed down along Nanming Mountain, there was a village located deep in the mountains called Shanwa Village.

This is the real name of Changshou Village.

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

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

The abbot rarely lost his composure like this, his voice trembling: "Changshou Village is just downstream of Nanming Mountain. The river originates from Nanming Mountain and flows through Changshou Village."

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

Nanming Mountain, where dozens of exorcists lost their lives back then and many of the bodies have not been found to this day, has unexpectedly run into trouble again under the name of Longevity Village.

The dean didn't know how to resolve the Nanming Mountain issue. Even more than a decade ago, in that confrontation between humans and the unknown, they had never won.

If the threat from Nanming Mountain had not suddenly stopped fermenting, they would have no idea how to deal with it.

Now, the program crew entered the Changshou Village for filming, but something went wrong again.

A rotting corpse appeared in the live broadcast, and the guests seemed to have forgotten something...

The Supervisor recalled the analysis report that the official leader had just handed him. The background introduction in the report stated that the Changshou Village was famous for its paradise-like happiness, and that a river ran through the village.

This scene is so similar to that of more than ten years ago!

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

The official person in charge, who was in a special department and knew about the Nanming Mountain incident, froze in place.

The phone fell from his hand.

Smashed to pieces.