Chapter 180 Jinjiang
The eight Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple were originally calculating at various locations on the road. They were searching for the missing people from the search and rescue program and also wanted to know Yin Lu's current whereabouts.
But the compass in the hand of one of the Taoist priests suddenly vibrated violently, and the needle spun wildly and made a buzzing sound, with such a great force that it almost made the Taoist priest slip out of his hand.
The Taoist priest looked down at the compass in astonishment, and then he watched the hard metal compass break into pieces in his hand with a "snap".
Debris fell down in a flurry.
The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment.
The Taoist priest on the other side suddenly exclaimed: "The Yin Qi that just descended has become dense again. What's going on?"
"The Yin Road is now on the highway!"
Taoist priest with goat-like beard flew over on the treetops and explained his discovery to the other Taoist priests with a serious face.
"Something is wrong. Although the world constructed by ghost energy has disappeared, the Yin Road has not! I found remains of corpses in the forest. They should be the things left behind by the team of ghost soldiers. They are still nearby."
The Taoist priest next to him was very upset: "How could this be! The official person in charge and people from several departments are on the road right now!"
The leading Taoist priest weighed the pros and cons in his mind, then gritted his teeth and made a difficult decision: "Go back! Evacuate everyone from here safely!"
"Brother?"
The Taoist priest next to him was stunned: "What about the Yin Road? We have been tracking it for several years, and this is the closest we have ever been to it. If we let it go this time, we won't be able to predict the next time."
"Besides..."
"This is the ninth time that Yinlu has appeared in the human world after Taoist Priest Li gave the warning. It will soon be complete."
The Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said, "Over the years, we have been chasing the Yin Road to various directions. The eight directions have been completed. If we look at it from the perspective of the gate of life and death, Binhai City is their last stop. After this time..."
The dragon turns into a dragon, and the evil ghost becomes a god.
There is no possibility for mortals to compete with it anymore.
The Taoist leader also looked sad.
How could he not know!
Taoist Priest Li only caught a glimpse of the secrets of heaven, but he was already on the verge of death, and it took him several years to recover.
It is not easy for people to fight against ghosts and gods!
Decades ago, ghosts and monsters began to break free from their suppression and invade the human world.
Zombies in the mountain city are viciously injuring people, corpses are rising from coffins in the ancient capital cemetery, villagers in Guishan are disappearing frequently, the deserted village of Yelang Peak is deserted, and skeletons are floating on the river in Nanming Mountain...
That is why special departments exist to fight against these things and protect ordinary people's lives from ghosts.
However, all the schools and sects were badly damaged a hundred years ago. Even Haiyun Temple, one of the largest temples, lost a lot of its heritage and scriptures and artifacts due to the near-destruction of the entire temple a hundred years ago.
Not to mention other small sects.
There were even quite a few sects where their entire members were wiped out, with no one coming back.
All the masters and Taoists who cooperate with the special departments do not want to completely resolve these disasters. They are very clear that if things continue to develop, they will eventually turn into even more terrible disasters.
But, the intention is there but the strength is not enough.
They hated their own lack of ability, but they could only try their best to suppress the incidents. Although they could not solve them completely, they tried their best to suppress them together, trying to mobilize the vitality of the world itself to cover up the deathly aura of the accident site.
Therefore, Guishan Mountain has been suppressed under Guishan Mountain for hundreds of years. A hundred years ago, the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple risked his life to drive Guishan Mountain to the junction of Yin and Yang and expelled it from the human world.
Wild Wolf Peak is open to tourists, and the vitality of the mountains is stimulated by the tourists' enthusiasm. Large numbers of trees are planted every year, and ecological experts are invited to make systematic plans in order to restore the local ecology.
…
They made every effort they could.
However, it's like a wound that has been treated with medicine and bandaged. Even if it looks fine on the surface, it's already festering and inflamed underneath.
If no corresponding method is found to cure the disease, it will eventually worsen and become more severe.
And once it really comes to that point...there is no cure.
While ordinary people are living happily, there are some others who silently guard the boundary between yin and yang with their bodies, building a protective wall.
The Taoist priests saw the truth and were deeply worried, but they could do nothing.
Even Master Li of Haiyun Temple sighed, saying that if his most gifted junior brother was still here, Goudan would definitely be able to find a solution. It was just a pity that he had no news of his junior brother since they parted many years ago.
Until Zhang Wubing started the show.
This director, who was destined to have ghosts in his life, accidentally entered the Ghost Mountain that was suppressed under the Gui Mountain. Yan Shixun from the program crew actually completely solved the problem of the Ghost Mountain!
Upon hearing the news, the abbot of Haiyun Temple was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
Taoist Priest Li said that he saw a hint of miracle between heaven and earth.
——His junior brother who had disappeared really left a way for the world to avoid disasters.
Yan Shixun.
He was like the most ruthless doctor, neatly cutting away the patient's rotten flesh, giving the wound a chance to heal and allowing life to continue.
Those extremely dangerous places that gave the Taoist priests a headache, as well as rotten places like Jiazifen Village that had been unknown to anyone due to its remoteness and isolation, were all opened up one by one and given new life.
The abbot saw hope in Yan Shixun.
Taoist Li was right, Yan Shixun... was a miracle between heaven and earth.
When the searched program crew members had just been sent back to a safe place, the leading Taoist priest also learned in detail about Yan Shixun from the official person in charge, and learned how many lives this direct disciple of Mr. Chengyun had directly and indirectly saved.
Although he had never worked with Yan Shixun, the leading Taoist priest believed that an exorcist who had accomplished so many deeds before was worthy of trust.
"Leave the Yin soldiers to Fellow Daoist Yan."
The leading Taoist priest gritted his teeth and said, "We will go back to protect the lives of other people on the road!"
Taoist Priest Hu with sheep-beard was still trying to persuade him, but the leading Taoist Priest had already made the final decision: "I believe in Taoist Fellow Yan."
"Since Fellow Daoist Yan was able to be dragged to Binhai University by the Yin Road, it means that he was already entangled with the Yin Road's ghost energy. Whether he takes direct action or looks for Yin soldiers, it is much easier for him than us."
The leading Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "On the other hand, we haven't even found the dead door to enter the Yin Road since we followed it here."
Although the leading Taoist priest said so, in fact, it is not that the Taoist priests are too weak.
But it is because the power of the Yin soldiers is gradually increasing.
Haiyun Temple attaches great importance to the Yin Road issue, and the Taoist priests who were sent to solve the Yin Road issue are all the best of this generation.
But it still couldn't resist the power of ghosts and gods that surpassed that of mortals.
During the tracking over the years, the Taoist priests discovered that the Yin Roads did not appear randomly in various places, but had their hidden purposes.
After eight directions, the intention becomes more obvious.
This is clearly the position of the formation that divided the underworld and the human world long ago!
Every time the Yin soldiers pass through a place, they will gain the power of the direction node, devour the power originally used to suppress the evil spirits, and strengthen the Yin soldiers' team. At the same time, the suppressive force of the underworld will be correspondingly weakened.
The Taoist priests did not understand at first. Later, when they found something was wrong, they could only stop two or three of the ghost soldiers with all their might to prevent the suppression formation from being completely swallowed up by the ghost soldiers.
However, that only saved a tiny part.
So this time, when the Taoist priests tracked them to the mountains outside Binhai City, they were already extremely alert, fearing that the evil soldiers would hurt people.
Although they did not expect Lan Ze's appearance to change everything, the result was almost the same.
Evil spirits came out in droves, and it was like hell had reappeared on earth.
The Yin soldiers caused the force of suppression to become increasingly loose, and finally this time, the last screw was unscrewed and the disaster was released.
After seeing the situation of the highway and Binhai University, the Taoist priests felt desolate and hopeless.
The ninth time... the last time, reaching perfection, how strong is the power of the Yin soldiers at this time?
That was all the power that once guarded the boundary between Yin and Yang, but now it has fallen into the hands of the wrong ghosts. How can the people of the living defeat the ghosts?
If they did not know that behind them were the lives of the citizens of Binhai City, and if their faith turned into strength to support the Taoist priests to move forward, they would probably have been knocked down by despair and suffocation long ago.
At this time, hearing the words of the leading Taoist priest, the other Taoist priests lowered their heads with shame on their faces.
They quickly reached an agreement and left several Taoist priests to continue searching for the program crew members on the roads and in the forests to provide assistance to Yan Shixun when needed.
The other Taoist priests ran to the location of the official person in charge and others, concerned about their safety.
Before turning around, the leading Taoist priest took a deep look at the other end of the road where thick fog was gradually rising, and solemnly asked Yan Shixun for a favor in his heart.
Fellow Daoist Yan, I'll leave the Yin Road to you. Please make sure that the Yin Road ends before nine.
At the same time, Yan Shixun seemed to sense something, turned around, raised his eyes, and looked coldly towards the other side of the road.
"Shixun?" Ye Li asked softly, following Yan Shixun's gaze.
Crossing the quiet and deserted road, Ye Li saw the Taoist priest leap up and down in the distance, and then ran quickly towards the location of the official person in charge and others.
"Are you worried about the others?"
Ye Li smiled and whispered, "Don't worry, the Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple are nearby. They are considered pretty good among ghost exorcists."
"The lives you care about will be well protected by them."
Ye Li reached out and grabbed Yan Shixun's wrist, and looked him in the eye: "The person you want to protect will also be the person I will protect."
Yan Shixun's frown gradually relaxed and he nodded to Ye Li: "I trust Haiyun Temple."
Ye Li raised an eyebrow: "What about me?"
Yan Shixun: “?”
Ye Li: "Don't you trust me?"
Yan Shixun: “…………”
He looked at Ye Li speechlessly, as if asking: What are you talking about?
Lu Xingxing, who was standing nearby, was terrified.
He was happy that his master's wife had affirmed Haiyun Temple - although he didn't know why he was happy, just like a student praised by his teacher, but he was also a little worried. Would these two people start fighting the next moment?
When gods fight, they suffer.
An Nanyuan didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He even turned his head to look at Lu Xingxing in confusion because he felt the trembling coming from Lu Xingxing who was leaning on him.
What are you doing? Are you holding your pee?
Lu Xingxing: You are the one who is holding your pee! Get lost! I am doing this for our lives, you don’t understand.
If his aunt wanted to beat him, he could ask his uncle for help. If his uncle beat him, he could ask his aunt to save him.
But if these two people started fighting, and it affected the people next to them...
Lu Xingxing imagined the scene of Yan Shixun killing the evil creature that he had seen before, and shuddered again unconsciously.
Annan was speechless.
Unlike Lu Xingxing who concentrates on making music, the environment of an independent music studio is relatively simple. Annan was originally a trainee who fought his way up from the bottom of a large company. He has seen a lot of things there and naturally has seen many people in love.
Although An Nanyuan was devoted to his career and had never been interested in love, he had seen pigs run even though he had never eaten pork. In this regard, he had a sharp eye.
As soon as he saw how Ye Li treated Yan Shixun, he knew that this person must like Brother Yan very much.
It is not a three or four month or two or three year happiness, and there are no other factors mixed in.
This person... was deeply attracted to Yan Shixun, and his eyes showed that he wished he could become one with Yan Shixun without any possibility of losing him.
This made Annanyuan shocked.
When he accidentally caught a glimpse of the man's eyes looking at Yan Shixun with a volcanic intensity, he felt completely shocked.
He had never seen such strong and pure emotion.
Fortunately, Brother Yan's unromantic remarks broke An Nanyuan's shock and made him feel like he was back to the human world in an instant.
That's why An Nanyuan was dismissive of Lu Xingxing's worries.
There is nothing to worry about. As long as Brother Yan is here and wants to protect them, they will be fine.
Yan Shixun glanced around and waved to Lu Xingxing: "I'll leave An Nanyuan and Cheng Jing to you for now, wait for me here."
Lu Xingxing blinked, but her brain, which was still worried about something else, didn't react, so she subconsciously replied, "...you go buy some oranges?"
Yan Shixun: ...
Do I look like your dad?
Veins popped out of his forehead.
Then Yan Shixun looked at Lan Ze decisively: "Lan Ze, I will go and bring the other two back. During this period, the safety of the others will be left to you."
Lan Ze didn't expect Yan Shixun to entrust such an important matter to him, and was stunned for a moment.
Lu Xingxing, who had just come back to her senses, suddenly heard Yan Shixun's words and was immediately choked by her saliva.
"ha?"
Lu Xingxing looked at Lan Ze in disbelief, then looked at Yan Shixun: "But he is..."
Yan Shixun ignored Lu Xingxing and only raised his eyebrows to look at Lan Ze: "Why, you can't do it?"
"no……"
Lan Ze pursed his lips, his hair fell behind his ears, blocking his eyes and casting a shadow on his handsome and pale face.
He still remembered that during his lifetime, his former friendly classmates on the Binhai University campus spoke harshly to him just because of an irrelevant interest and misunderstanding, and refused to believe him no matter how he explained.
After his death, he heard that someone in the program crew's car was concerned about his news and sincerely prayed that he was safe.
He wanted to help the girl, to return that little bit of kindness.
But humans and ghosts are separated by yin and yang after all, and people are afraid that aliens may hurt them, so they are full of vigilance.
The fear in the girl's eyes when she looked at him hurt Lan Ze.
This was the first time he had a real sense of death.
He began to realize that he was a ghost that was completely different from a human being.
People won't trust him.
However, Yan Shixun not only did not attack him and beat the ghost to death like the Taoist priests in the movies, but he tried his best to eliminate the ghost energy that had been haunting him and corroding him from his soul.
And now, Yan Shixun seemed to trust me again, and asked me to protect strangers...
Lan Ze hesitated and did not dare to agree, fearing that after accepting Yan Shixun's trust, he would betray this trust and hurt others.
He didn't even dare to look back, for fear of seeing the Taoist priest next to him looking at him with suspicion.
Just like the girl in the car.
Every glance reminded him that he was no longer a living person.
He and his beloved lover were separated by Yin and Yang, and there was no possibility of continuing their love. The world was also afraid of him and regarded him as a vicious ghost...
"It's settled then."
Yan Shixun no longer gave Lan Ze time to hesitate and think. He nodded and said calmly, "I feel relieved to leave them in your hands."
Yan Shixun saw Lan Ze's hesitation and was just waiting for someone to give him a push so that he could find direction in his confusion.
Therefore, Yan Shixun was willing to be this person.
"Mr. Yan!"
Lan Ze looked up in surprise.
"Cheng Jing is a stranger just like them. You don't have to be afraid. Just treat them as ordinary strangers."
Yan Shixun sneered: "Don't worry, the Taoist priest next to him is not as smart as Cheng Jing. He doesn't have the brains to deal with you, so just rest assured."
Lu Xingxing: “???”
Uncle Master! I suspect you are scolding me, but I dare not say it!
"Your obsession with Cheng Jing is so strong that it transcends life and death, and even attracts the Yin Road. The ghost energy in you and the Yin Road have the same origin. Although you must be careful not to be taken away by the Yin Road, it is the best tool to protect others."
Yan Shixun pointed at the wisps of black air wrapped around Lan Ze's soul from a distance and said, "It's like a camouflage uniform. It can confuse the ghost soldiers and prevent them from finding the person in the ghost aura."
"Lan Ze, now only you can save them, including Cheng Jing."
Yan Shixun looked at Lan Ze steadily: "So, I believe you."
Lan Ze was stunned.
But at the same time, a warmth flowed into his heart, warming his already cold body.
In front of Yan Shixun, he is not a monster, he is still Lan Ze.
It’s just Lan Ze.
He is a companion who can be trusted and someone you can rely on for support.
He is not a man-eating ghost.
Lan Ze wanted to say something else, but when he looked up, all he saw was Yan Shixun's back as he turned and walked away.
Yan Shixun bent his long legs slightly to use the momentum to bounce, grasped the road railing with his hands and leaped upwards, nimbly crossed the railing, and landed steadily on the road. In the gradually spreading fog, he walked forward firmly.
The power lent to him by Ye Li was still surging in his meridians, like a vast deep ocean that never dries up.
This also supported Yan Shixun to tell fortunes and communicate with heaven and earth at this moment when the evil spirit covered the sky and the earth.
Yan Shixun took steady steps, calculating the current positions of Zhao Zhen and Song Ci with his hands all the time.
Southeast, at the bottom, belongs to wood.
As if he couldn't see the evil soldiers coming towards him in the distance ahead, Yan Shixun walked straight on the road without dodging or avoiding.
He followed the guidance given by the hexagram, silently counted to ninety-nine, stopped, and looked calmly toward the side of the road.
In the early morning of late autumn, the wind was howling in the suburbs, and frost hung on the withered grass and trees.
After the crops in the fields were harvested, the remaining weeds and straw piled up into small hills on the edge.
There were still messy footprints on the ridge of the field next to the hill, the dead grass was trampled, and the weeds that had been tied up by the villagers were also scattered messily.
It looks like someone has moved here.
A smile appeared in Yan Shixun's eyes.
Found it.
Just as the hexagram said, Zhao Zhen and Song Ci were hiding here.
Just as Yan Shixun stopped to observe, behind the haystack, Song Ci was like a vigilant cat with ears pricked up, his eyes wide open, looking out through the gaps in the haystack, fearing that those things had found their hiding place.
At the moment when the ghost world collapsed, the two people who were walking on the road at the time felt it most deeply.
They supported each other and tried to keep their bodies steady. Song Ci, who was already exhausted, would have fallen to the ground if Zhao Zhen hadn't grabbed him.
After the earthquake-like vibration passed, the two were shocked to find that the abyss that had originally stood between them and Lu Xingxing had disappeared!
In its place was the familiar highway fence.
While they were excited, they found that Lu Xingxing and others were not where they expected.
Zhao Zhen analyzed calmly and said that this might be because when they were released from the ghost wall, their positions, which were originally close due to the overlap of space, became different, causing them to end up in completely different places.
The two could not see any road signs on the highway and could not determine their exact location. They also had no mobile phones to ask for help or make inquiries, so they had to rely on roadside signs and grope their way back to the place where the program crew had the car accident at the beginning.
But before they had walked far, the road was suddenly covered with thick fog.
The ghost soldiers who had been chasing them closely before reappeared in the distance.
Song Ci and Zhao Zhen looked at each other, roughly calculated the distance and their speed, then decisively climbed over the fence and ran to the side.
The young master was exhausted and could neither get up nor down the fence. He was so embarrassed and angry that his face turned red.
Zhao Zhen stretched out his hand with amusement and helplessness, lifted the young master directly from his armpits, and easily took him down from the fence.
The two looked around and saw that all the leaves had fallen in late autumn. The young master was worried that he would be discovered if he hid behind a tree, so he dragged Zhao Zhen and hid in a haystack that was piled up like a small hill.
After seeing Song Ci's cat-like appearance, Zhao Zhen's originally nervous mood seemed a little funny and he actually relaxed.
If he were the only one fleeing, he really wasn't sure how long he could hold out.
But with companions around, you can support each other - especially when the cat is angry, it will scratch you with its claws to wake you up, and you won't have the thought of waiting to die in despair.
Zhao Zhen suddenly felt that among all the misfortunes, he was lucky to find Song Ci to go with him.
Song Ci rolled his eyes, feeling that the sentiments Zhao Zhen expressed to him sounded like he was sick.
Ragdoll Cat with a Cold Face: The servant has gone crazy again, but I have to tolerate him, after all, he is my servant.
Protecting one's own shortcomings, huh!
While thinking this, Song Ci suddenly discovered that a figure appeared in the mist on the road.
The man stood behind the highway fence, looking over here quietly. His calm appearance was extremely terrifying in such a strange environment.
Song Ci was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat and he didn't care about the pain in his sprained foot for a moment. He grabbed Zhao Zhen and ran back.
However, Zhao Zhen keenly discovered that the figure was Yan Shixun.
"Wait, wait."
Zhao Zhen comforted the angry cat with a smile: "That's Brother Yan, not a ghost."
At this time, Yan Shixun also bent his slender fingers and knocked on the metal fence, making a sound to signal the two to look over.
"Run as far as you can, the farther the better, and don't look back."
Yan Shixun said calmly: "From this moment on, no matter what sound you hear, don't look back, don't look, don't answer anyone who calls your name, and don't call each other's full names."
"I will be on the highway to make sure there is no real danger to you."
The increasingly thick fog and chilly atmosphere made Yan Shixun's eyes as sharp as knives, and even his voice had a sharpness that could hurt people.
But it is the source of peace of mind for Zhao Zhen and Song Ci.
The hearts that had been hanging in their shoulders suddenly settled back into their chests, as if they had found their backbone.
Song Ci looked up at Yan Shixun and nodded to him solemnly.
Then he grabbed Zhao Zhen and ran to the other end of the field. In the strong wind blowing past them, his eyes were bright like a cat.
Zhao Zhen was surprised: "So happy?"
"Um!"
Song Ci was in such a good mood that he couldn't stop smiling: "This is what I have been pursuing. Of course I am happy!"
The happiness that only Zhang Wubing could feel before, now it is finally his turn!
The second and third generation rich people around him can only drive luxury cars and famous watches, climb snowy mountains and play parachuting at best. The excitement of extreme sports is also limited, and it is so boring that people often doubt whether they are still alive.
But, but!
Isn’t this kind of game, where you bet your life and if you lose you will die and be devoured by evil spirits, the most interesting and heart-pounding game!
Yan Shixun, Yan Shixun!
The best thing he did this year was to exchange the program's broadcasting rights with Zhang Wubing for a guest position and participate in this program!
Song Ci was as happy as a cat chasing butterflies.
Zhao Zhen's eyes were complicated.
He seemed to have underestimated the young master before...
After watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, Yan Shixun withdrew his gaze and looked coldly towards the road ahead.
The fog was so thick that I couldn't see clearly what was in front of me.
Only the sparse lights on the road could not penetrate the thick fog and could only illuminate a small space, blurring the boundary between light and darkness, making it difficult to tell where the human world is.
Ghostly shadows.
The chains dragged across the road, and the intertwined wails were terrifying.
But Yan Shixun just stood there, with no intention of dodging at all.
Instead, he lowered his eyes and waited.
The life that had bound him had been properly arranged, and now... it was their battlefield.
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes quietly, and after a while, a smile appeared on his lips.
“Clang!”
The sound of the gong rang not far in front of Yan Shixun.
At a very close distance, the ghost had passed through the thick fog and appeared in front of Yan Shixun.
He raised his eyes and looked forward calmly without any fear, facing the evil spirits and ghosts as a mortal.
Yan Shixun saw that the person walking in front was a minor official with heavy chains wrapped around his body. His eyes were red as blood, his face was a mixture of blue and black, and his skin was as white as charcoal. His original appearance could not be seen clearly, and the clothes the minor official was wearing were also out of date.
The petty official's dry and stiff hands looked like carbonized chicken claws. He held a gong in his hand and walked along the way to clear the way for the ghost messengers and soldiers behind him.
Behind the petty official, there were hundreds of ghost messengers wearing coarse white clothes, tall white hats, and their faces were covered with white paper.
Chains hung from the sleeves of the Yinchai, extending behind and to the sides of his body.
There are countless evil spirits there.
They died in different ways, and their bodies and souls decayed in different ways. Only the chains tightly wrapped around them and the mottled blood and flesh remaining in the chain buttonholes revealed their identities.
Every step the evil ghosts took was like walking on the edge of a knife. The pain was so severe that they could only open their mouths and wail loudly. Their already hideous and ferocious faces became even more distorted and ugly, making people terrified when they saw them.
But at the moment they opened their mouths, red-hot charcoal was stuffed into their mouths by an invisible force, passing through their thin throats and forced into their throats.
The scorching flames burned them, and through their broken bodies one could see the fire burning in their abdomens, constantly burning their souls.
Every bit of pain makes them recall why they were punished in hell, and thus regret and pain accumulate layer by layer in their ghosts.
Although they broke free from hell, hell never left them.
The ghost remained silent, raised the chain and hit the evil ghost hard.
The evil ghost wailed in increasing pain, and the sound echoed in the desolate mountains and fields, making the air empty and eerie.
And in the distance, there are ghost soldiers wearing armor.
They were wearing heavy armor, had cold and glaring eyes, and were holding weapons, which made them look intimidating.
But under the heavy armor, every face under the armor was just a dark mass, as if there was no face at all, and only black air was supporting the entire armor to move.
The horse's hooves hit the ground, and the spears crossed each other, making crisp metallic collision sounds, the cold light was icy, and the ghostly aura was gloomy.
This is definitely not a scene that ordinary people can face.
Even just one glance can hurt one by the heavy deathly aura, causing the soul to be shaken and leave the body, leading to death.
However, Yan Shixun's natural evil spirit made him adapt well to it and he did not feel any discomfort.
Even this ghostly energy seeped into his meridians bit by bit, causing ripples in his originally calm state of mind. His eyes became bright and sharp, like a long sword unsheathed.
The sword shines brighter than snow.
The clerk walking in front to lead the way did not expect that a stranger would dare to block the road. His long-dead brain was trying to work slowly, and he could not understand why the stranger in front of him did not show any fear, and even had some expectations.
But the ghost official's survival instinct, which came from his soul, made it stop in its tracks. The charred bones that were originally used to beat the gong could not continue beating no matter what.
The look that Yan Shixun gave him frightened the ghost official.
As the ghost official in the front stopped, the ghost officials behind him who had been walking forward with their heads down without saying a word also stopped one by one, slowly raised their heads, and looked coldly forward with their faces covered by white paper.
Yan Shixun grinned: "Friend, you've taken the wrong road."
"This is the road to the human world, and you... should return to the underworld."
The ghost didn't respond, but the deathly aura and coldness came through the white paper.
Chains hung from their exaggerated white sleeves, making crisp sounds when they fell to the ground.
The next second, all the chains flew towards Yan Shixun without any warning.
Yan Shixun was well prepared. He quickly ducked to avoid the place where he was originally standing, and then activated the talisman he had been holding in his hand.
The golden light expanded in circles around him, like ripples in the air.
Yan Shixun grabbed the golden talisman that was as solid as a real thing, drew the talisman in the air, and then stretched out his finger and stuck it towards the Yincha in front of him.
The white masking paper burned quickly, revealing the rotten and hideous face underneath.
As soon as Yan Shixun saw that face, his eyes froze.
This is not right... This is not the face a ghost should have!
Unlike other exorcists or Taoist priests who find it difficult to even invite gods or ghosts for help in this declining era, Li Chengyun has traveled all over the country, and his presence can be found wherever ghosts are haunted. Therefore, Li Chengyun is the only one who has actually seen ghosts and even asked them for help.
Therefore, Li Chengyun told Yan Shixun the origin of the Yincha.
They are all dead ghosts who still have karma. Apart from their powers, they are different from evil ghosts in that while they carry sins, they also have some merits.
Therefore, the King of Hell sentences them to serve in the underworld until the sins they have repaid are less than their merits. Only then can they be reincarnated as humans, or stay in the underworld to hold real official positions.
It’s like becoming a full-time employee after an internship in the human world.
Therefore, the Yinchai was able to preserve his original appearance. At first glance, he looked no different from a dead person in a funeral home, rather than being as hideous and terrifying as an evil ghost.
But what appeared in front of Yan Shixun now was a severely decayed face, with its eyeballs drooping outside and its lips completely rotten away, and one could even see the black tongue and corroded teeth and jawbone inside.
Just like the evil ghosts Yan Shixun had seen countless times.
Yan Shixun was startled and looked at Yincha with curiosity.
The underworld had collapsed long ago, but the ghosts did not continue to guard the ghosts in the underworld, but appeared in the world of the living.
Even according to the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple, this is not the first time that the Yin Road has appeared. It has appeared several times over the years, and each time is more dangerous than the last.
Did something happen during this period that no one knew about?
The King of Hell died and his power gradually disappeared, and even the ghosts and soldiers in the underworld were affected?
Yan Shixun thought quickly, but his hands did not stop moving at all.
The golden talismans touched the chains in Yinchai's hands in the air and cut the chains off, preventing him from attacking him anymore.
The evil ghosts and ghost officials covered by the golden light began to howl in pain, as if they were on fire and were burning with severe pain.
Through the fog, Yinchai looked coldly at Yan Shixun in front of him, and was not moved at all by the howling of the evil spirits.
The entire team stretched out to the thick fog, and the ghost soldiers, who seemed to have no end in sight, gradually stopped.
The horse's hooves fell, the spears rested on the ground, and the armor made crisp collision sounds.
Surrounded by thick fog, pale figures appeared one after another.
Yan Shixun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Thousands and countless ghost messengers gradually appeared before his eyes, carrying behind them the thick fog that had blown in when they came, misty and cold.
The pairs of eyes behind the veil looked coldly at Yan Shixun, as if he were already a dead man.
The next moment, the sound of thousands of chains was heard.
Chains stained with blood and rust rushed towards Yan Shixun from all directions, interweaving like a dragnet, leaving no room for escape.
"It seems that you are lost... Then, let me send you to hell!"
Yan Shixun's eyes became fierce and he rushed forward.
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