Chapter 819 Aftermath
Looking at Zhang Lizheng and a group of villagers who ran up to him breathlessly, Feng Yi pretended to be confused.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Master Feng, this Temple of the Dead cannot be moved!"
Zhang Lizheng said this breathlessly as he took the shovel from Feng Yi's hand.
The villagers also gathered around and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, the Temple of the Dead cannot be demolished!"
They all stood at the entrance of the Temple of the Dead like they were protecting their own children. If the temple was really demolished today, there would be no peace in the future.
"Why is that?"
Feng Yi tried his best to control his facial expression and pretended to be confused.
I was so happy. Although this trick was a bit costly, the effect was still good.
"Master Feng, I think you also know about the haunted incident here last night..."
Li Zheng Zhang recounted the events of last night in detail, causing Feng to open his mouth in shock, as if he had never heard anything like it before.
"Is there really such a thing?"
He looked at the villagers in front of him in disbelief, looking very frightened.
"Yes! Lord Feng, you should repair it according to the original route. This undead potion cannot be dismantled!"
The villagers nodded in agreement, their hearts still pounding when they thought of the evil spirits last night.
Feng Yi pretended to be embarrassed and surprised. He was silent for a long time before he looked up and nodded reluctantly.
"In that case, I'll follow the villagers' lead and not demolish the temple."
After saying that, he began to give instructions to everyone and returned to the previous road. The villagers then breathed a sigh of relief.
“…………”
The Temple of the Dead was finally saved!
But when they thought of the evil spirits last night, they were still very scared.
The whole village was in a panic, and most of the people were pale, obviously because they were frightened last night.
Seeing the frightened faces of the villagers, Feng Yi comforted them attentively.
"Don't worry, folks. I've just reported the situation here to the prince. I believe someone will be here soon."
As he spoke, he looked at the villagers in front of him. They all had a look of fear on their faces, obviously they were scared last night.
No matter what, this was caused by them. It would be a bit unreasonable to just ignore it.
After hearing what he said, the villagers felt much more relieved. They didn't expect that the prince would also take care of this matter.
Just as everyone was talking, a voice came from the back of the crowd.
"Wulian Tianzun!"
“…………”Everyone turned around.
I saw a group of young men dressed as Taoist priests, surrounding a white-bearded old man, walking slowly towards me.
“………………”Feng Yi.
This stuff looks pretty good!
Looking at Feng Wu who came to him, he bowed respectfully.
"Master, who are you?"
Before the Taoist priest in front of him could speak, Feng Qi on the side began to introduce him in a very professional manner.
"Oh, this is the Taoist priest that the prince specially invited from Baiyun Temple. I heard that this place was haunted last night, and the Taoist priest came here to exorcise the evil spirit."
“………………”Everyone.
Everyone's face showed joy. The prince also invited a Taoist priest for them. They were extremely grateful and looked at him eagerly.
Even Feng Yi cooperated and pointed to the village in front of him.
"Oh, Taoist priest, you just said that the evil spirit here is too strong. Is there any good way?"
While speaking, he winked at Feng Wu, and his meaning was very clear.
That’s enough. The folks were scared enough last night. Don’t scare them anymore.
Feng Wu naturally understood what was going on. After looking at Feng Yi, he ignored him.
Instead, he twirled his beard with one hand and held a compass in the other, and ran towards the Temple of the Dead.
Seeing the Taoist priest's solemn expression, the people did not dare to breathe and followed him cautiously.
When he arrived at the Temple of the Dead, Feng Wu closed his eyes and muttered to himself for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, he looked at the ditch dug in front of the entrance of the Temple of the Dead in disbelief, and his tone became anxious.
"This ghost gate must not be opened. Send someone in quickly."
“………………”Everyone was shocked.
Seeing the Taoist priest looking at the ditch in front of him so nervously, everyone was scared.
No wonder there was a ghost last night. It turned out that the ghost gate was opened without waiting for Feng Yi to speak.
The people grabbed the shovels from the young men and quickly began to fill the big hole.
We must seal the Ghost Gate and never let the ghosts come out again.
In the blink of an eye, the ditch more than one meter deep was filled.
"Master, now that the hook is filled, will our place no longer be haunted?"
The older people looked at Feng Wu with concern, their legs still throbbing when they thought of the haunted incident last night.
Looking at the anxious faces of the villagers in front of him, Feng Wu twirled his beard and shook his head.
"Not yet. I need to use some magic to seal the Ghost Gate."
“…………”Feng Yi.
He rolled his eyes speechlessly. I told this guy that it was good enough, but he still didn't stop.
Feng Wu also gave him a look.
“………………”
If the problem is solved so easily, it will not arouse the suspicion of the villagers, so we have to make it look more convincing.
Next, with the help of the villagers, a table was set up at the entrance of the Temple of the Dead.
Feng Wu began to show off his skills, jumping up and down with the peach wood sword in his hand, burning paper talismans and chanting in a high-spirited manner.
The villagers present looked very nervous and their fists never loosened.
Feng Yi was too lazy to look at this guy, so he took his soldiers to work.
By the time Feng Wu finished his work, it was almost noon, and the villagers had been staying with him the whole time.
"Master, will those wronged souls never come out again?"
Zhang Lizheng came to Feng Wu and pointed at the Temple of the Dead in front of him, still looking worried.
After all, so many people saw ghosts last night. It would be a lie to say that they weren't scared.
Seeing that the villagers were still terrified, Feng Wu nodded heavily.
"Everyone, rest assured. I have sealed this ghost gate, so no ghosts will come out to haunt you anymore."
After saying this, he winked at the little Taoist boy behind him.
Linglong was very tactful and handed over the bag she was carrying.
Feng Wu took the bundle and opened it, revealing small medicine bags inside.
"This is the soul-dispelling powder that this Taoist priest has prepared. Let each of you drink one packet, and the evil spirits will no longer possess you."
After saying that, he handed the bundle to Zhang Lizheng. It had no effect in exorcising ghosts. It was just sedatives prepared in advance.
The man had specifically instructed that since he had frightened the people to this extent, he must deal with the aftermath properly.
Looking at the medicine package handed over, Zhang Lizheng was delighted and thanked repeatedly.
"Thank you, Taoist Priest! Thank you, Taoist Priest!"
After taking the medicine bag, he turned and looked at the villagers.
"One pack per person, no... "
Before he could finish his words, the villagers surrounded him, and in the blink of an eye, the medicine powder was sold out.
They looked at the medicine bags in their hands as if they were treasures. The prince was so good to them, and they felt relieved.
Behind a big tree in the distance, Zhou gritted his teeth in anger.
“………………”
This trip was in vain!
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