Chapter 168 Jinjiang
The dormitory area was in a mess.
Screams, cries for help, and heart-wrenching warnings intertwined together, creating a panic that made people uneasy.
The young Yan Shixun cut a bloody path through the corridor with a few moves, and threw the students who were being chased by evil spirits along the way into the nearest dormitories one by one like piglets. Then he locked the door, drew a talisman, and continued walking forward with a cold face.
Quick and decisive, without a single word.
Before the rescued student could react to what had happened, he heard the sound of a door closing with a "bang" and caught a glimpse of a slender figure passing by out of the corner of his eye.
The students looked at each other and saw the confusion and shock in each other's eyes.
After a while, these students, who had just been chased by evil spirits, finally recovered from the fear of impending death.
Someone hesitated and asked, "Is that person...from our dormitory building?"
This sentence was like a clue, slowly drawing out everyone's memories.
"It seems so. I seem to have seen him walking on the floor of the School of Finance?"
"That should be it. I saw him in the Coffin Auditorium when the freshmen were enrolled."
"Ah? A freshman?"
"What the hell! There's such a person in our dormitory building? I didn't even know about it!"
"It's a pity that he passed away so quickly, otherwise I would definitely become sworn brothers with him. He is my lifesaver!"
…
The young Yan Shixun didn't care at all what other people thought of him, and he had no interest in what others talked about.
When he pulled someone out of the evil ghost's mouth and held him in his hands, he still looked like he had not yet come out of his fear and tried to struggle in Yan Shixun's hands.
However, Yan Shixun mercilessly kicked the door of the dormitory next to him, threw him in, locked the door, and turned away.
All in one go.
As easy as an assembly line.
Many students who had just almost died at the hands of the evil spirits were stunned.
Student: Is this really a human? I was running so badly just now, and this guy is holding one in each hand?
There were also people who, after seeing Yan Shixun's face, vaguely remembered his identity because of his handsome face and called out his name in surprise.
"Yan Shixun??! Aren't you from the School of Finance? Why are you here..."
Before he could finish his question, Yan Shixun pushed him into the dormitory next door.
The man was left with a confused look on his face, not knowing how to react when the door slammed shut in front of him.
Zhang Wubing, who was following Yan Shixun, was responsible for explaining to the confused students with a smile, making them believe that Yan Shixun was there to help them and was not in cahoots with those evil spirits.
——Just now, a student was so frightened that he indiscriminately attacked anyone who approached him. The knife in his hand cut a gash in Yan Shixun's hand, causing Yan Shixun to frown in displeasure with a dangerous look in his eyes.
Zhang Wubing was almost scared to death.
So in the following process, Zhang Wubing quickly revealed their identities to the other party before the other party made a more intense struggle.
"Classmate! We are from the School of Finance. We came here because we saw you needed help."
"Don't be afraid, we are here to help you! We are human, students of the School of Finance, not ghosts!"
Zhang Wubing spoke until his mouth was dry and he felt like his throat was about to smoke.
Fortunately, since he was born in the Zhang family, Zhang Wubing often attended social events with his family elders, so he knew how to make the other party trust him and leave a good impression on him.
In addition, Zhang Wubing had a face that was not deceptive at first glance, and he was young but sincere. So those who heard his words gradually believed him. Even though the young Yan Shixun had a cold face and no warmth, they were no longer afraid like before, but thanked Yan Shixun with tears of gratitude.
Young Yan Shixun: Tsk.
trouble.
Yan Shixun had no intention of asking others to thank him. On the contrary, he didn't like to form causal relationships with others at will.
If it weren't for the fact that what happened tonight was too weird, and the tragic scene with ghosts everywhere made him unhappy, and if he knew that if he didn't take action, these people would die at the hands of evil ghosts, he would not care.
Thinking of this, the young Yan Shixun became even more concerned about his future self.
In his opinion, the beginning of all this is related to his future "self".
The first feeling that something was wrong was the intuition he had when he returned to the dormitory.
His future self appeared in his dormitory and flipped through Zhang Wubing's movie magazines. There were also signs of human movement in the dormitory, but the spell on the door was not touched...
Although the young Yan Shixun didn't know what would happen in the future, he knew himself well enough and knew what he wanted.
He knew very well that he would never become a person who used evil spirits to kill people - especially in such a large and tragic scene.
So, after eliminating all options that do not fit his personality, only one possibility with the highest probability remains.
——While investigating some incident, his future self triggered a ghost energy so large that it engulfed the entire campus, and returned to the time when he was there, bringing the ghost energy here as well.
The young Yan Shixun couldn't help feeling amused and sneered at his future "self".
Rubbish? They can't even solve this.
And it troubles him who is in the past.
However, with his talent of evil spirit in his bones, he could learn anything much faster than others, making rapid progress every day.
Unlike the case of "The Injury of Zhongyong", Yan Shixun was very clear that the evil spirit was constantly wandering in his meridians and corroding his body.
The evil spirit that has entered your bones will not disappear, it will only live and die with you.
He tamed this bone structure, or... was killed by the ghost energy.
The future "self" will not lose the evil spirit-entering appearance.
The Tao is fair; whatever is taken away, you will be given in return.
While battling the evil spirits to his bones, he also gained talents far beyond everyone else, and in terms of spiritual practice, he was far beyond comparison with others.
Only his master Li Chengyun, with his equally outstanding talent and profound understanding of the Tao, could communicate with him smoothly and even teach him.
Now he is capable of standing on his own, not to mention his future "self".
Although he despised his future "self" in his heart, Yan Shixun was very clear about the gap between himself and others and would not deny or belittle himself at will.
On the contrary, he believed in himself very much.
It is precisely because of this that the young Yan Shixun began to doubt - what kind of world did his future "self" trigger?
Yan Shixun's gaze swept across the thick and sticky ghost energy around him, and he felt puzzled.
Could it be that my future self will have an even more violent temper, and will rush directly into the lair of the underworld, turning the underworld upside down, and releasing all the evil spirits imprisoned in hell?
Otherwise, why would there be such a strong ghost aura?
Moreover, Yan Shixun saw clearly that this ghost energy not only brought a large number of evil ghosts, but also provided power to the ghosts that were already stranded in the school.
According to Zhang Wubing, when he was leaving the dormitory, he saw their roommate whom he had not seen since the start of the school year.
But, it's in a ghost state.
According to Zhang Wubing's description, there were bloodstains and abrasions on the roommate's body.
Yan Shixun frowned and started to calculate, only to find that his strange roommate was clearly still alive and well, and would not die in the short term.
However, a year later, that roommate would face his greatest disaster.
If you can get through it, you will have a smooth life, otherwise, you will be buried in the ground.
But now that roommate has become a ghost…the timing is wrong.
Moreover, as he walked along, Yan Shixun not only saw evil ghosts whose sins were almost indistinguishable from black mud, but he also saw many ghosts wearing Binda school uniforms or who looked like students at first glance.
These ghosts have dull faces, as if they have no idea why they appear here. They are just driven by the power and walk forward in confusion. Relying on the ghost instinct, they want to follow the evil ghosts beside them and seize power from the living.
Yan Shixun did not treat these confused ghosts like evil spirits, but occasionally stopped and asked these ghosts the reasons.
"I... I don't know." The ghost wearing Binda's uniform from decades ago answered Yan Shixun's question in confusion: "I was originally buried under the tree next to me and had been sleeping, but a force woke me up."
Yan Shixun even saw a familiar face.
A student died during military training shortly after entering school.
The student's soul was pure white, but from where he was standing on the sea of blood on the ground, black began to slowly spread upwards, as if it was contaminated by the sea of blood.
"I don't know... I want to go back to the dorm, but I can't find the way."
The student sincerely asked Yan Shixun for help: "I was here when I opened my eyes. I remember your face. You should be a freshman. Do you know where my dormitory is? I forgot..."
After questioning these ghosts, the young Yan Shixun realized a problem -
I'm afraid that all the souls who died on the Binda campus and have not yet been sent to reincarnation by the underworld are gradually being polluted and turned into evil ghosts because of this ghostly aura, and are assimilated by the heavy sins in the sea of blood.
They originally had a chance to be reincarnated, but for many of their souls, the chances are becoming increasingly slim due to the pollution of the sea of blood.
After realizing this, Yan Shixun, while saving the students, also made a prompt decision to send the souls who had died on the Bin University campus to the underworld.
However, the spells and rituals that he had memorized so well were of no effect at all.
Those souls...are still wandering around in confusion.
The young Yan Shixun only felt his heart heavy.
This indirectly confirmed his previous guess—something happened in the underworld.
Therefore, the reincarnation and rebirth controlled by the underworld and the function of accommodating the souls after death are also temporarily suspended.
For now, the impact does not seem to be significant.
But once time passes, all the dead souls have nowhere to go and can only wander around the world in confusion. They pile up more and more, affecting the lives of ordinary people...
Yan Shixun's heart sank slightly, and his original dissatisfaction with his future "self" turned into solemnity.
Almost instantly, he thought of the Coffin Lecture Hall on campus.
Other students were not clear about the origin of the lecture hall. They just thought, based on rumors on the Internet, that there used to be a cemetery underneath the lecture hall and that it was built like this to suppress ghosts.
But from the first day of school, Yan Shixun knew that the Coffin Lecture Hall was designed to give the remains of unrecognizable owners a home so that they no longer have to wander aimlessly in the world.
Binhai University was established a long time ago. A hundred years ago, many progressive people died on campus.
Their bodies were piled up randomly on the campus, forming a small mountain, and no one dared to take the risk to clean them up.
The sun scorches, the wind blows, the rain beats, the wild dogs eat, the refugees fill their stomachs...
Even though the Bin University authorities later took risks and argued based on reason, they finally won the negotiations with great difficulty and buried the remains.
But, it's too late after all.
Confused and unwilling souls wander around the Binhai University campus. Because of their obsession, even after death, they want to complete what they did not do in their lifetime.
Decades ago, because the existence of souls had seriously affected the daily teaching and life of the school, Binhai University invited Haiyun Temple to build a large lecture hall in the shape of a coffin so that those wandering souls could rest in peace.
The three trees in front of the lecture hall are indeed named after the three incense sticks, so that the souls can be satisfied to reincarnate after enjoying the endless vitality and incense on campus.
When he enrolled, Li Chengyun stood in front of the lecture hall with his hands clasped together, looking up at the hall for a long time. His elegant figure was like an immortal about to fade away in the wind.
Then, he slowly lowered his head and bowed to the lecture hall.
Li Chengyun told Yan Shixun that among the corpses piled here, there were evil people, progressive people, and Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple.
One of his senior brothers died here.
However, because the bodies were in pieces, most of them only had half an arm or dry bones left, making it impossible to tell who was who, so the school authorities at the time had no choice but to bury them together.
In the lecture hall, there are not only people who are willing to help others, but also extremely vicious people.
At this moment, Yan Shixun remembered Li Chengyun's words again.
He realized that since the ghost energy could nourish all the souls that died in Binda, the souls under the lecture hall would also reappear in the Binda campus because of this ghost energy.
Some of these ghosts may continue to do evil and endanger other people on campus because of their resentment and cruelty.
It seems that he must take the initiative to find his future self and find out what is going on.
The young Yan Shixun's eyes were slightly cold as he thought so.
He must save everything before the ghost energy causes more serious impact, and must not let the ghosts suppressed in the lecture hall be affected.
We must not disturb the souls who died for their ideals, nor can we allow evil spirits to escape and do evil.
Moreover, the souls on campus who lost their lives due to pain or accidents in their lifetime should not end up like the evil ghosts who did evil, being swallowed by the sea of blood and never seeing the light of day again.
Even when the young Yan Shixun imagined that scene, he felt filled with anger.
As a result, his men became more and more brutal, and all the evil spirits that stood in front of him were burned to ashes in the golden light before they could even utter a scream.
The students who saw this scene nearby were trembling with fear.
Who said he was a freshman? This is simply a fierce god, so scary!
The student wanted to cry but had no tears, so he behaved like a little lamb in Yan Shixun's arms, and took advantage of Yan Shixun's strength and actively rushed into the dormitory next door, for fear that Yan Shixun would fight back and beat him too.
With a "bang", the dormitory door was locked.
The young Yan Shixun's slender fingertips slid across the scratch on the back of his hand, stained with blood, and then he skillfully and quickly drew the talisman pattern on the door panel.
All in one go.
At the moment when the last stroke was made, the talisman suddenly lit up with golden light, and the mysterious patterns took effect.
No evil spirit dares to invade.
"Yan, Brother Yan." Zhang Wubing's trembling voice interrupted Yan Shixun's thoughts.
He raised his hand tremblingly and pointed to the stairs next to him: "Brother Yan, look, is that a person?"
The young Yan Shixun didn't care at first. His mind was constantly turning, and he casually turned his head to look over there.
Then the next moment, Yan Shixun's narrow and sharp eyes widened little by little.
On the stairs leading to the upper floor, there was an arm hanging limply from the edge of the stairs, without any movement.
Like, dead.
The arm was covered with normal clothes. Although Yan Shixun could only see a corner of it from his perspective, he was able to quickly match the clothes with its owner in his memory based on the color and pattern.
——Just a few hours ago, the owner of this clothing was in the same classroom with Yan Shixun. When Yan Shixun and Zhang Wubing left, this person was still laughing and talking about games with his companions, full of energy and vitality.
The voice attracted Yan Shixun's attention. He glanced over casually and remembered the classmate's face and clothes.
And now, this person was lying on the stairs, motionless, having lost all life.
The young Yan Shixun quickly took two steps at a time and rushed directly up the stairs to check on the man's condition.
But as soon as the man's complete figure entered Yan Shixun's field of vision, he was stunned.
Even my pace slowed down involuntarily.
Nothing else.
This person...is dead beyond death.
He lay face down on the stairs, his arms stretched forward as if trying to escape from something behind him.
But while he was running away, he was caught by the thing behind him.
The blood gathered into a lake and flowed down the stairs like a bloody waterfall.
A large amount of blood gushed out from the man's lower body, and the white wall next to the stairs was splattered with blood.
Zhang Wubing never knew that a person could have so much blood.
This guy… only his upper body was on the stairs.
Cut in half.
As for the two legs, no one knew where they went.
Yan Shixun stood there silently, he lowered his long eyelashes and looked at the person lying on the ground in silence.
Only the palm of his hand, which slowly clenched into a fist at his side, revealed a hint of emotion.
Zhang Wubing's muscles trembled uncontrollably and his lips shook so much that he could hardly speak.
He opened his mouth several times before he managed to suppress the soreness and trembling in his throat. He suppressed his tears and asked Yan Shixun beside him: "Brother Yan, he, he..."
Zhang Wubing wanted to ask if this person could be saved.
But he also knew very well that no one could survive being beheaded.
He also wanted to ask if this person was really dead.
But the facts were right in front of him and he couldn't escape.
Due to his physical condition, Zhang Wubing has been fighting against death since he was a child. Every morning when he opens his eyes and finds that he is still alive, he is sincerely grateful for life and loves his precious life.
He thought about his own death, and even imagined the scene of his own death countless times in his mind, as well as his own funeral, his own family and friends...
But he never thought that he would watch someone he knew die.
And, it happened in such a tragic way.
Zhang Wubing, who trusted Yan Shixun, subconsciously wanted to seek an answer from Yan Shixun that would allow him to escape reality. He wanted Yan Shixun to tell him that these were all fake, that this person was still alive and could still be saved.
However, reason was mocking Zhang Wubing again: Don’t be silly, didn’t you see it?
People, when they die, they die.
——'Living people are fragile'.
Zhang Wubing was shaking like a sieve, his head was in a mess and he couldn't think at all.
But Yan Shixun's eyes were always on the man's body, scanning the body without missing any small details.
Then, his slender body paused.
Yan Shixun quickly squatted down and pointed his finger at the man's temples.
At the same time, he silently chanted the Golden Light Mantra in his heart to drive away all the evil spirits nearby.
The moment Yan Shixun touched the corpse, it was as if the fog that had been blocking his eyes was cleared away by an invisible hand, and all the blood stains that blocked the truth were wiped away.
The truth is revealed.
The space above the stairs rippled as blood rushed over from above the floors, slowly gathering into a pool of blood and flowing toward the stairs. Ghostly aura covered everything.
It also engulfed the body lying on the stairs.
In almost an instant, the corpse disappeared in the sea of blood!
There was only air under Yan Shixun's outstretched fingers.
He quickly raised his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife.
Zhang Wubing, who was still suppressing the urge to cry, was also stunned.
"Yan, Yan Yan Yan brother, brother, he he he seems to have disappeared?"
Zhang Wubing was so shocked that he couldn't even find his tongue.
A flash of inspiration came to Yan Shixun, and he felt blessed.
He quickly realized - it was fake.
This world is not the real world.
The world he lives in is entirely made up of ghost energy.
The dormitory building, the campus, even these students and the corpses in front of him...all of them!
I'm afraid he and Zhang Wubing are the only two living people here.
And the students he had just saved entered the world created by ghost energy in the form of souls.
In this case, except for him and Zhang Wubing, even if everyone else was killed by the evil ghost here, they would only feel a severe headache after getting rid of the ghost aura.
Their souls will remember the pain of death.
But more people will just feel like they have had an overly realistic dream.
Yan Shixun stood up slowly, his hair falling down in front of his forehead, casting a shadow that blocked his eyes.
Zhang Wubing, who was standing next to him, asked with a trembling voice, but was only met with a cold look from Yan Shixun.
Yan Shixun laughed softly, and it was so clear amid the noise.
He raised his hand and slowly gathered up his scattered hair, revealing his bright eyes.
"Let's go, Zhang Wubing."
Yan Shixun said indifferently, took a step forward, and was the first to walk down the stairs.
Zhang Wubing trotted after him and asked, "Where are we going?"
There was confusion on his face: "Are you not going to save others? There should be many people in the dormitory area."
"And what happened to that man just now? Why did his body disappear?"
A glimmer of hope rose in Zhang Wubing's heart: "Could it be that he is not dead?"
The young Yan Shixun snorted coldly: "Shut up, Zhang Wubing."
"You ask too many questions and it's very noisy."
Zhang Wubing decisively shut up.
But he still skillfully read the answer he wanted from Yan Shixun's expression.
That person is not dead.
Very good!
Zhang Wubing was so excited that he couldn't stop smiling. He was so happy that he wanted to jump up and dance around.
He originally wanted to hug Yan Shixun's arm excitedly, but was startled by Yan Shixun's cold glance. So he touched his nose and decided not to have the courage to go forward.
But when he was beside Yan Shixun, he couldn't suppress his smile, and even when he walked, he jumped up and down slightly with excitement.
He was also happy that others were saved and safer than himself.
Yan Shixun saw Zhang Wubing's performance and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Little fool.
He thought indifferently in his heart, and immediately put the feeling behind him.
Yan Shixun strode straight up the stairs towards the dormitory door, and all the evil spirits that blocked his way were crushed into pieces by him.
Like a sword out of its sheath, sharp and unstoppable.
But he no longer put more energy into saving people.
After realizing that this world is fake, Yan Shixun knew that he must find the source of everything in order to solve everything fundamentally.
Otherwise, there are 10,000 students in the school, but he is the only exorcist.
Even if he exhausted all his strength and worked himself to death in the rotation battles, it would only be a drop in the bucket and would not solve the most serious problem.
——Unless he finds the place where the ghostly aura is strongest.
It is like a spring from which all water flows.
Pouring water out of the pool cup by cup is futile. Only by blocking the spring and destroying the outlet can everything return to normal.
And all the students trapped in the ghost energy can be saved.
The young Yan Shixun's face was tense, and a gust of wind was raised wherever he walked.
The student guarding the dormitory door was stunned and stretched out his hand to stop them: "Student, you can't go out, there are ghosts..."
But it was firmly held by Yan Shixun's slender palm.
Yan Shixun raised his eyes slightly, and his cold gaze made the other party tremble. He thought he was going to be beaten, and his legs almost went weak.
But Yan Shixun just took out a few remaining yellow talismans from his arms and slapped them directly into the other person's arms: "Guard it well."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young Yan Shixun had already passed by the student like a gust of wind.
The student was holding a stack of yellow talismans in his hand, staring blankly at Yan Shixun's figure, not knowing how to react for a moment.
Zhang Wubing, who was chasing after him, showed the other party a sincere and kind smile: "Come on, classmate, we are going to fight monsters, you guard the base camp."
Zhang Wubing even clenched his fist towards the other party and said, "My hometown depends on you."
The student: “???”
Are you seriously ill? Have you played too many games and become stupid? Now is not the time to be a hero!
Seeing Yan Shixun about to walk down the stairs and step into the sea of blood outside, the student shouted anxiously: "Don't——!"
But the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.
Yan Shixun formed seals with his hands, and a circle of golden light rippled from the ground where his feet were standing. Words appeared and floated in the golden light, mysterious and ancient patterns appeared, and the talisman took effect.
The ground he was standing on turned into solid earth.
The evil ghosts that had originally crawled over greedily and wanted to grab Yan Shixun were caught off guard and enveloped by the golden light.
They didn't even have time to scream before they were burned to ashes in an instant.
The student was stunned when he saw this scene.
Yan Shixun turned his head slightly and looked at Zhang Wubing with a cold and calm gaze: "Do you want to stay here? Or follow me?"
"Coming, coming!" Zhang Wubing jumped down the stairs happily, and trotted to Yan Shixun's side along the path that Yan Shixun had already paved.
Yan Shixun nodded to the stunned student, turned around and took a step forward.
He looked straight ahead, his posture as straight as a pine or bamboo, without even glancing at the evil ghost under his feet.
Wherever he passed, evil spirits wailed and trembled and turned into ashes.
Just like Moses parting the sea, a path was cleared out in an instant.
Evil spirits retreat, and all evil stay away.
All the students who saw this scene were stunned.
Their eyes followed Yan Shixun's back blankly, they stopped what they were doing, and almost forgot where they were.
In front of the doors of each dormitory building, students who spontaneously guarded the gates saluted Yan Shixun and held their breath at this mysterious and strange scene.
The whole space became quiet.
Yan Shixun listened attentively, his slender fingers calculating non-stop, calculating the place where the ghostly aura was the strongest and where it came from on campus.
He stepped onto the boulevard.
At that moment, the hexagram gave a positive answer.
——“You” is waiting for you at the end of this road.
Yan Shixun paused slightly and a smile appeared on his lips.
It seems that my future self knows exactly what is going on and has found the most critical point earlier than me.
He raised his eyes slightly and looked in the direction indicated by the hexagram.
It is the direction of the Chemistry College Experimental Building.
School of Chemistry...?
A trace of doubt flashed through Yan Shixun's mind.
Then he started walking again and headed towards the experimental building.
"Hello, future me."
Yan Shixun laughed softly, causing a tremor in his chest: "It's time to tell me the truth."
…
At the same time, Yan Shixun, who was in the experimental building, stopped and looked back. His dark green coat drew a neat arc in the air.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the walls and glass, looking straight into the darkness outside.
There was a smile in those narrow and beautiful eyes.
Ye Li next to him raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
Yan Shixun said softly: "He's here."
He knew that his younger self in the past would be able to unravel the evil spirit, find out the truth, and understand everything before him.
Then, find here.
Yan Shixun was very aware of his own vigilance. He knew that if it were him, even if it was "himself" who said it, he would not believe it easily, and would even become more suspicious of the authenticity of the matter.
Only by allowing the past "self" to discover the truth of everything on his own can he make the past "self" stand in the same camp as himself instead of becoming his enemy.
Now, everything went according to his plan.
The "Yan Shixun" of the past is heading here.
Yan Shixun smiled: "Hello, my past self."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
His deep, magnetic voice filled the air.
…
"What do you mean by lost contact?"
When receiving a call from the scene, the official person in charge looked confused: "Are you saying that all the Taoist priests can no longer be contacted after entering the campus?"
This situation made the official in charge feel cold in his heart, and he didn't even realize that he was shaking.
Although Haiyun Temple is a Taoist temple, it has many Taoist priests.
However, in normal situations, when working together with special departments, there are usually only one or two Taoist priests, who are enough to control the situation and drive out evil spirits.
This time, because it involved the matter of Yinlu, Haiyun Temple did not dare to relax its vigilance, and sent seven Taoist priests including Taoist Song Yi to Binhai University at once to ensure that the ghost energy could be blocked in time and the impact on teachers and students in the school could be minimized as much as possible.
Such a scene can be considered grand.
The official person in charge was fully confident that with the presence of these Taoist priests, and with the help of Mr. Yan who was at Bin University, the situation would be under control soon.
Before this call came, he wasn't even too worried about Bin Da, but instead focused more on the guests on the road. After all, there was only one Lu Xingxing, and he was completely worried about him.
However, the phone call from the scene shattered the official person in charge's beautiful perception.
The official person in charge, who was well aware of the strength of those Taoist priests, at this moment, deeply realized why Haiyun Temple was so afraid of Yinlu.
This is no longer something that humans can resist...
How can a mortal body fight against ghosts, gods, heaven and earth?
If heaven and earth are destined to let evil spirits run rampant in the world, what can he do?
The official in charge even felt a little desperate. He had never felt so powerless before.
Taoist priest Ma, who was standing nearby, noticed the official's strange behavior, and immediately drew a talisman with his finger, silently chanted the Heart Purification Mantra, and then patted the official on the shoulder.
"Don't be affected by the ghost energy." Taoist Priest Ma said in a deep voice: "The special department still needs you to be the abbot. Many lives are waiting for you to command the rescue."
"If you don't believe they can be saved, how can they have hope?"
Taoist Priest Ma looked around vigilantly, knowing that this was the result of the leakage and spread of ghost energy.
The time left for them is getting shorter and shorter.
The longer we delay, the wider the scope of the evil spirit will be, so we must resolve it as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, people whose bodies are eroded by ghost energy will suffer a mental breakdown and lose hope, just like the official person in charge is doing now.
——Humans are the most intelligent creatures in the world, and heaven and earth favor humans.
Because people can change the world with their own strength!
If a person loses hope, it is the same as giving up life and waiting to die.
The Taoist priests nearby also noticed the expressions of the official person in charge and others. They became serious, nodded to Taoist Priest Ma, and then threw their Taoist robes and walked in all directions.
They were originally Taoists who had been pursuing the Yin Road, so they were naturally more familiar with dealing with ghost energy than other people.
Now that we know the Yin Road is here, then...
They found the dead door that led to the Yin Road and entered it actively!
If you don't learn the tiger's training, how can you get a tiger cub?
The eight Taoist priests had firm expressions and their postures were as firm as pine trees.
Taoist Priest Ma bowed to the backs of the Taoist priests, then slowly stood up and whispered a calming mantra.
Mysterious syllables were clearly scattered in the air, and invisible water waves spread out in circles, covering all the staff who remained on the road.
Their originally faintly desperate and even dejected expressions slowly returned to normal, and their bodies were filled with energy again.
The official person in charge also came back to his senses.
"The person in charge." Taoist Priest Ma said calmly, "If we each do our own work well and work together, there will be no despair that cannot be overcome."
The official in charge was stunned for a moment, then smiled and re-determined.
"good!"
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