Chapter 38: Soul Banner Duotian Sect Master is not going to seize the throne of Ghost King...
There was dead silence in the prison.
After praising Mahakala's omnipotent power, the dog-barbarian seemed not to have heard Li Zhou's question and refused to answer how to meet Mahakala.
Li Zhou, who was waiting patiently for the answer, thought they really didn't hear it. He was about to ask again when he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from under the drain not far away.
She walked over puzzledly and saw something coming out of the hole. She raised her eyebrows. It really came?
Half an hour ago.
In the dark alley near the dungeon of the Monster Hunting Division, Aunt Su told her brothers and sisters: "We are going to the dungeon this time only to save Wu Lang and Liu Niang. The rest has nothing to do with us. We must keep the noise to a minimum. A gentleman's revenge is never too late. Just be patient for now. Do you understand?"
Su Erlang, Su Sanniang, and Su Siniang all nodded and said, "I understand, big sister."
The four centipede monsters transformed into their true forms, and climbed along the pitch-black sewage ditch, enduring the stench, and tiptoed for half an hour before finally crawling to the bottom of the Demon Hunting Bureau dungeon.
Aunt Su listened for a long time near the exit but didn't hear any sound. She nodded inwardly, thinking that it was late at night and the jailers in the dungeon must be sleepy.
It turned around and winked at its younger brothers and sisters, then crawled out of the cave first.
Just as he was about to find out the direction and look for the imprisoned Wu Lang and Liu Niang, his body suddenly tightened as he was pinched by two fingers, unable to move. The whole centipede flew into the air, and he could not use any magic power.
Aunt Su looked up in horror, only to see a face with dark eyebrows and bright eyes, looking at it gently. Although there was no ferocious expression, it made its heart sink, and all three hundred legs stiffened.
"The wind is strong—"
Just as Aunt Su was about to give a warning, two people jumped out from behind the person who caught it, one on the left and one on the right, and caught Su Erlang, Su Sanniang and Su Siniang in a big net.
The three centipede monsters subconsciously released poisonous fog, and a green smoke instantly enveloped the surroundings. Continuous coughing sounds were heard in the quiet prison. Aunt Su was delighted and was about to take the opportunity to escape, but she found that the hand holding her did not move at all.
I didn't expect the demon hunter to be so weak that he couldn't even resist this odorless smoke. Ignoring the green fog, Li Zhou flipped through the "Complete Explanation of Talismans" and prepared to chant a spell to disperse the poisonous fog.
Ma Daolu, with a gloomy face, rushed into action. To deal with several centipede monsters, he needed the help of Sect Leader Xue. How could they still maintain the reputation of the Demon Hunting Bureau?
He took out a piece of talisman paper and shouted: "The evil will be eliminated, the spirit of Taoism will last forever, hurry up and obey the command! *"
The talisman paper ignited without fire, and a breeze swept past, dispersing all the poisonous fog in an instant.
The demon hunters who were covering their mouths and noses and coughing non-stop finally bent down and took a deep breath.
Ma Daolu frowned and whispered, "How can you be so lazy that you are so useless and want to embarrass yourself in front of Sect Master Xue!"
Led by Shi Yishan and Lu Yao, all the demon hunters folded their hands and lowered their heads, holding back their coughs and not daring to speak.
Just as Li Zhou was about to smooth things over, a jailer came to report, "My Lords, according to Zhu Fu's confession, someone in the city bought a lot of corpses at the price of three strings of cash per corpse."
Li Zhou and Ma Yong looked at him in confusion, then looked at the soul of the dog-barbarian trapped in the formation. Wasn't the criminal already here?
The jailer handed over the interrogation record and said in a tense voice: "Zhu Fu's contact person was not a dog barbarian, but a handsome lame Taoist."
Li Zhou was stunned.
Ma Yong flipped through the pages of records, reading them at a glance, and asked, "Did you show him the portrait that Lu Yao drew?"
The jailer said, "After checking, Zhu Fu confirmed that the lame Taoist priest is about 50% similar to the person in the painting."
When the jailer replied, Ma Yong also saw the last line.
The last time Zhu Fu saw the lame Taoist was at a casino in the south of the city. Because he was a Taoist practitioner, he attracted special attention.
This fellow who practices Taoism by using other people's disasters even got involved in the making of human-skin drums by the dog-barbarians. He really never misses any opportunity.
Ma Yong immediately ordered: "Lu Yao, select 20 to 30 people, disguise yourself, and rush to the South City Casino to inquire about this person... Act carefully and do not leak the news."
Shi Yishan was startled, and several demon hunters of the same level also turned their heads and looked at Lu Yao, who was personally appointed by Lord Dao Lu.
Lu Yao bowed and took the seal handed to her by Ma Yong. She responded and left. Except for her slightly red ears, she did not show any excitement at being entrusted with such an important task.
Ma Yong looked at her calm back and nodded with satisfaction.
What he didn't see was that Lu Yao, who had left his sight, immediately jumped three feet high, her face flushed red, and she took several steps in a hopping manner before she calmed down again, cast a calming spell on herself, and walked towards the duty room with a normal expression.
Li Zhou was confused for a moment. Was there only one person who was practicing the responsibilities? Why was it always this lame Taoist who was jumping?
In the simulator, the comprehension value of 10 flashed, making her doubts flash by, but she didn't understand anything.
On the side, Ma Yong ordered Shi Yishan to fetch the banners that had been prepared long ago.
After searching the soul, the dog-barbarian people are finally willing to offer their own contribution to the establishment of the Duotian Sect.
The demon hunters closed the prison door and stood solemnly on both sides, for fear that the wailing would get out and be heard by others, who would think they were torturing the prisoners.
In the dim dungeon, the dim candlelight shone on Li Zhou's body, making his skin appear smooth and smooth with clear textures. From head to toe, there was not a single part of him that did not look like a human.
However, the imprisoned centipede family huddled together, and no one dared to look directly at Li Zhou.
They also couldn't understand why this person, who was apparently normal from the inside out, gave off an indescribable inhuman aura.
Ma Yong stood at the exit of the dungeon, beads of sweat also appearing on his forehead. The spell that the leader of Duotian Sect was about to cast could not be said to be somewhat evil, it could only be said to be extremely evil.
Just the change in Qi before casting the spell is enough to make people with low cultivation level lose their minds.
Normally, before summoning the soul, one needs to burn incense and wash hands, light candles, burn paper and silk, recite "Bei Tai Di Jun" in Taoism, and call the ghost king "Mian Ran Gui Wang" in Buddhism. One should kneel three times and kowtow nine times to perform the ceremony of worship to express respect to the Lord of the Underworld.
Li Zhou ignored it and started casting the spell directly.
She stood beside the flag, hooked her left ring finger with her right little finger, hooked her right ring finger with her left little finger, pressed down her left and right ring fingers with her two thumbs respectively, and stretched out her index and middle fingers of both hands at the same time, forming a Beidou Jue*.
Beidou controls life and death. She pinched her hand seal and then recited:
"Taiwei returns the yellow flag and summons the Changye Palace. With one thought of conversion, the sins of past lives will be eliminated immediately. The great sins of the worldly prison will be cleared, and the dead soul will be reborn..."
As she chanted, the souls of the dog-barbarian people who were imprisoned in the formation really flew towards the banners made of crimson paper. They kept repeating the title "Mahakala", but the ferocity on their faces faded less and less, replaced by panic and pain.
It turns out that the evil spirits also have a day when they are afraid.
Mahakala never responded to them.
I don’t know what this group of evil ghosts saw, but they started waving their fists at the air and saying things like “Don’t come over here” and “It’s fake, it’s all fake” over and over again.
And when they floated onto the flag, invisible soul nails emerged from the void, piercing through their foreheads, palms, navels, and toes, one after another, nailing them firmly to the flag.
The Dog-barbarian people, who had remained silent when their souls were searched and who boasted that they were tougher than the people of the Great Zhou, at this moment, let out miserable howls one after another.
The dungeon of the Demon Hunting Bureau was simply the underworld. The prisoners who heard their screams became dazed. Some of them thought they had been dragged to the vegetable market and beheaded, and were about to pay for their sins in their lifetime. They were subjected to tortures that were hundreds or thousands of times more terrible than skinning and pulling out tendons.
Ma Yong stared blankly at Sect Master Xue, who had a peaceful expression. He racked his brains but couldn't understand why Sect Master Xue, who was clearly using orthodox Taoist techniques, could cause such a terrifying scene that would cause people to see ghosts.
He thought that the soul flags only trapped ghosts on the flags, preventing them from returning to the underworld to reincarnate, which was a form of mental torture.
However, Sect Leader Xue's soul flag has set up a purgatory on earth, making these ghosts suffer torture and retribution day and night.
She didn't even do the most basic thing of informing the Lord of the Mansion. How could she use such a simple ritual to produce such a horrifying effect?
Recalling the speed at which the gate to the underworld closed just now, Ma Yong was suddenly startled, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Li Zhou was strange.
Could it be that the leader of Duotian Sect is trying to seize the throne of Ghost King?
Look at how she remained calm even when facing the screams of ghosts and the howling of wolves, as if she is very experienced in this kind of thing. Could it be that she has done it countless times before?
The more Ma Yong thought about it, the more frightened he became. Although he was used to seeing ghosts and monsters, this was the first time he was so scared of a person.
When the dog-barbarian people started crying, Li Zhou added a sound-damping barrier to both of their ears. She thought that the people from the Demon Hunting Bureau must be more experienced than her, so she did not remind them.
Although it was her first time making a soul flag, she was quick and deft and finished it quickly.
Realizing that a huge amount of fear had transformed into spiritual energy and lingered in his kidneys, Li Zhou removed the barrier and looked around.
In the dungeon, all the creatures with hearing, from Ma Yong to the centipede monster, were pale and staggering.
Don’t these people/monsters know how to cover their ears?
Li Zhou was a little confused. How did they deal with the howling of evil spirits when they were summoning spirits in the past?
Feeling that the evil ghost was so terrifying that even its crying had such a strong attack power, Li Zhou became more concerned about establishing a sect as soon as possible and improving his cultivation.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were dull, she hurriedly swallowed the fused mask of the God of Joy, then looked at Ma Yong who was leaning against the wall, shaking out a pill and stuffing it into his mouth, and said considerately: "Ma Daolu, the soul flag has been made, you go and have a rest, I will go outside the city and mark the land to build the sect."
"No, no," Ma Yong's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed the pill. Then his face became rosy again, but his voice was still a little hoarse. "I'll go with you."
Li Zhou thought that all they had to do was give me my five thousand taels of bounty and the two thousand taels of funding that the Monster Hunting Bureau promised.
But Ma Yong was extremely persistent. Even though she refused twice, he still insisted on accompanying her out of the city.
Li Zhou was deeply moved and felt that Ma Yong was so dedicated to his duty, which was not easy at his age.
She didn't have the ability to read minds, so she didn't know what Ma Yong was thinking in his heart: he must build the Duotian Sect to be grand and majestic enough, with fertile fields, beautiful horses, spiritual ponds, and fairy flowers.
In this way, the leader of Duotian Sect can live there happily and never want to return to Sizhou City again.
The two men had different ideas. One rode the imperial mica carriage, and the other rode a horse. When it was almost dawn, they held the cloud-patterned talisman for catching the demon and left the city before the curfew was lifted.
When leaving the city, Li Zhou leaned against the window with drooping eyelids, half asleep and half awake.
The city gate officer trotted to the carriage and was about to lift the curtain. As soon as his fingers touched the green curtain, the demon hunter next to him slapped the back of his hand hard with his scabbard.
The demon hunter whispered in a tone as if he was saving his life: "Don't disturb the noble man!"
Chengmenlang covered his red hand, bent back and stepped back, his eyes full of surprise.
Judging from her appearance, the nobleman in the carriage was clearly the suspicious person who boasted a few days ago that he was the leader of some sect and would teach her his secret skills if she was allowed to enter the city.
Chengmenlang stood where he was, staring blankly at the luxurious and magnificent mica car going away silently. The talismans stuck on the wheels were enough to make the car go as fast as the wind without making any noise.
The colleague next to him bumped his shoulder, waved in front of his eyes, and said mockingly: "It's your first time meeting a noble person, are you stupid?"
The city gate guard pointed at the dust behind Yunmu's carriage and said, "I have seen that noble man before."
"Pfft." The colleague couldn't help laughing and touched his forehead. "You don't have a fever. You just had a dream early in the morning..."
Chengmenlang was naturally not dreaming, and Li Zhou in Yunmu's car had also woken up from a light sleep.
Although this road leading to Inu-yi has been repaired because of the upcoming marriage between the two countries, there are many mountains and steep cliffs on the roadside, and jackals, tigers and leopards often appear. Therefore, except for merchants and practitioners, ordinary people rarely pass by.
Li Zhou lifted the car curtain and saw the strange peaks and cliffs passing by outside the window. She subconsciously thought about which stone would be suitable to write the name of her Duotian Sect.
She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she suddenly heard a few roars of cows and bears, followed by a fishy wind that blew into her nose, and the mica car actually stopped automatically.
"Captain Niu, didn't you just say that we can't go to the mountain king's banquet empty-handed?"
"Hahahaha, Captain Xiong, you really are just as you say. The person in this carriage must be a pampered noble who has been raised since childhood. She has delicate skin and tender meat, which is the most delicious. If we capture her and offer her to the mountain king, it will also be a courtesy for both of us."
Two burly men, each more than nine feet tall, came talking and laughing along the mountain road. The one on the left had a pair of horns on his head, and the one on the right had dark skin all over. They called each other "Captain Niu" and "Captain Xiong". It was unknown who they served under, but while they were talking and laughing, they treated Li Zhou as a dish at the banquet.
Li Zhou lifted the curtain of the carriage and met the two men's eyes. He clearly saw that the one with horns was holding a human hand that looked like an old tree root.
The one covered in black had a bright cloud-patterned talisman hanging around his neck, with a drop of bright red blood on the talisman.
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