Chapter 104 Wedding and mourning (35) (2)
The time was wrong, it was exactly midnight. All the abilities he relied on were suppressed to the extreme, and even using the hemostatic spell could not achieve the original effect.
Taoist Priest Song Yi quickly treated the wound of the official in charge and asked the driver in front of him seriously and quickly: "What happened? Why did you brake suddenly?"
The driver also saw the official's injuries in the rearview mirror. He explained in a panic and apologetic manner: "The car in front of us suddenly stopped. We were on a winding mountain road. In an emergency, I could only brake suddenly and could not swerve to avoid it."
Taoist Master Song Yi then noticed that not only their car, but the entire convoy had stopped without any warning.
Because other roads were out of order due to the previous summer flood season, the fastest way they could choose to enter Jiazifen Village was the winding mountain road.
But now the entire convoy stopped halfway, leaving deep brake marks on the road. Because the winding mountain road is built on the mountain, the road turns at a very large angle, so after only one or two cars behind, it is impossible to see the situation ahead clearly.
In addition, it was midnight and the wilderness without street lights could only rely on car lights for lighting, so the visibility was poor and Taoist Song Yi could not see what was happening ahead.
Fortunately, the communication signals between the convoys were not disconnected, and soon a situation report came from the front of the convoy.
However, the message did not come from the first leading car in the convoy, but from the second car.
"There was a serious traffic accident at the front of the car. They seemed to have hit something. We saw them trying to avoid it from behind, and then they ran directly onto the mountain, causing falling rocks to roll down. We braked suddenly to avoid it. We are very sorry!"
The driver of the second car said anxiously, "But something is wrong. Something, something strange is approaching us! Wait, I think I saw it... It's not an animal from the mountains! It's skeletons! Lots of skeletons!"
The driver's screams came from the phone: "They are climbing up the cliff! They are coming, coming! They are prying the car door!"
Taoist Master Song Yi acted promptly and handed the official person in charge to the other people in the car. He immediately got out and ran to the front of the convoy.
The special department where the official person in charge works has its own handling team. Those people have more or less come into contact with ghosts in the cases over the years, and they all carry Haiyun Temple's talismans for self-defense. This ensures that if an emergency occurs, the handling team will at least know how to avoid danger and can respond calmly.
But the people following the official person in charge today were not those people.
The people brought in the convoy were all normal personnel for dealing with Jiazifen Village and the Yang clan. They were brought in by a cross-level operation applied for by the official person in charge and approved by Yang Binsheng, the security director of Binhai City.
Many of them are clerical staff and official personnel in the southern region. They live in a normal world isolated from special events and scoff at the notion of ghosts and gods.
This means that if they encounter a ghost incident, they will most likely not be able to handle it properly.
Although Taoist Song Yi has practiced for many years, at this moment, he still wanted to swear.
How could it be such a coincidence!
Did the heaven and earth do this on purpose? What is the purpose of this?
While running to the front of the convoy, Taoist Priest Song shouted loudly for everyone to stay in the car, lock the doors and not get out for the time being.
At this time, he had already seen clearly what made the driver so frightened.
——Skeleton.
It seems like an endless amount of bones.
Those pale skeletons climbed up the winding mountain road along the cliff, making slight rustling sounds.
Taoist Song Yi's eyes became fierce, and he immediately ran to the side of the road near the cliff and stretched his head to look down.
Under the bright moonlight, the valley below the cliff was filled with fog, and you couldn't see the bottom at a glance.
But the skeletons on the cliff, one after another, stretched out their bony hands, grabbed the protrusions of the mountain, and climbed up slowly and stiffly. White maggots were wriggling in their dark eye sockets.
Taoist Song Yi has never wanted to curse as much as he does now.
There are more than a hundred people in the whole team, and he is the only Taoist priest!
He decisively drew out the peach wood sword on his back, grabbed the talisman he had drawn earlier from his Taoist robe, stuck it on the peach wood sword, and it "whoosh!" turned into a ball of burning flame.
Taoist Master Song Yi held a fire sword in his hand and ran towards the front of the car along the winding mountain road, sweeping the fire sword directly along the roadside.
Many skeletons were stabbed by the peach wood sword, and flames began to burn on the pale bones.
They opened their jaws in agony, but having lost their throats and tongues they could only make sharp sounds, as if they were wailing in pain or cursing.
They stretched out their hand bones, trying to swat the flames on their bodies but were powerless. However, they ignored the fact that they were lying on the mountain and loosening their hands would mean losing the leverage.
Suddenly, the skeletons fell off the cliff, carrying with them many skeletons below. They also burned with flames and fell into the thick white fog in the valley, disappearing.
Taoist Song Yi had no time to confirm the condition of the skeletons and could only run quickly to the front.
After seeing the situation of the leading car clearly, Taoist Master Song Yi paused.
The off-road vehicle overturned in the middle of the mountain road, almost blocking the entire road, and the front of the car was deformed after hitting the mountain.
Taoist Song Yi couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the car through the black reflective glass. But outside the car, several skeletons were lying on the car, constantly hitting the car window with their bones, as if trying to break the glass and get in.
Not only that, in front of the car, there were dozens of pale skeletons, staggering slowly towards them on the road.
It seemed as if all their roads forward and backward were blocked from all directions.
"You bastard! Get out of my way!" Taoist Song shouted angrily, and rushed towards the skeletons lying on the car windows with a peach wood sword. He pierced the skeleton's cervical vertebra with the sword and directly picked up its head.
When the other skeletons heard the voice, they turned to look at Taoist Song Yi.
But in his rage, the peach wood sword in Taoist Song Yi's hand showed no mercy. He killed one skeleton at a time with one sword, and quickly cleared the skeletons near the lead car.
Because he wanted to check the situation in the car, Taoist Song Yi didn't have time to deal with the skeleton not far ahead. He hurriedly ran to the overturned car and asked loudly: "How are the people inside? Are they injured?"
Until then, the people in the car rolled down the window with shaking hands: "Master, we are not in serious trouble, just scratched. But what are those things? Why are the human skeleton specimens moving?!"
A rustling sound rang in his ears, and Taoist Song Yi quickly glanced back. Then he was shocked to find that even though the peach wood sword had cut off the heads of the skeletons, they did not stop moving. Instead, the skull and body moved separately, as if as long as there was a bone still there, they would continue to move.
There were even quite a few skeletons with flames still burning on them, staggering towards this side, as if all the methods of exorcism that had always been effective in the past had lost their effectiveness on them.
After a brief moment of surprise, Taoist Song Yi immediately made a decision. He quickly opened the door of the leading car and asked everyone to get off the car immediately with their belongings and temporarily go to the convoy behind.
However, the position where the car overturned was really bad, almost blocking the road horizontally. If it was not moved away, the convoy behind would not be able to pass.
Seeing more and more skeletons climbing up the cliff, not knowing how many would appear on the Panshang Road, Taoist Song Yi, who was unable to cope with all the tasks, could only prioritize escorting those people to the car behind.
He held a peach wood sword and glared at the skeletons. Then he quickly closed the door after everyone got in the car and ran back to the front. While being alert to the attacks of the skeletons, he quickly tried to move the car to the side to make way.
Taoist Song Yi called the old Taoist priest, but as soon as the call was connected, he was scolded by the old Taoist priest.
"You called me at midnight? Are you dissatisfied with your master's lack of cultivation and want to send me to cultivate immortality?"
The old Taoist priest had a not-so-calm personality to begin with, and now that he was awakened from his deep sleep, he was even more irritable.
Generally speaking, Taoist Song Yi would wait until the old Taoist priest finished scolding before speaking. But this time, he interrupted his master with a wry smile: "Master, we encountered an accident on the way to Jiazifen Village. I am afraid I can't handle it alone, so I hurried to ask Master what to do."
The old Taoist priest's scolding disappeared for a moment.
Then, the old Taoist priest got even angrier: "Are you a young Taoist priest who just graduated? You are exactly the same as your apprentice! You and Lu Xingxing should both learn the lessons again when you come back!"
Taoist Priest Song: ...Lu Xingxing!
But there was no time to lose. Taoist Song Yi quickly swept away the surrounding skeletons and briefly explained the current situation to the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Use the talisman to ask Yan Shixun for help."
"What?" Taoist Master Song was surprised: "But Junior Brother Yan is just an ordinary person!"
Generally speaking, when using talismans, Taoist priests will clearly state who is seeking power from which god or ancestor and for what reason, and ask the gods and ancestors to lend them power of corresponding effect in order to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts.
However, I have never heard of borrowing strength from a living person.
Taoist Priest Song Yi was almost stunned on the spot.
The old Taoist priest said confidently: "Yan Shixun is now in Jiazifen Village. I don't believe that he can't find out what you all can find wrong. Although the live broadcast signal is disconnected now and we can't see what he is doing over there, he will definitely not sit there and wait for death. You asking him for help is equivalent to seeking cooperation with someone who is familiar with the local area."
"Besides, Yan Shixun is the most favored miracle by the Heaven and Earth Great Dao that I have ever seen in my life."
"Borrow strength from him and seek a miracle."
After the old Taoist priest said this, Taoist Song Yi had no room for rebuttal.
He gritted his teeth, and when he saw more and more skeletons rushing towards the convoy, he forced himself to calm down and silently recite the Vajra Mantra.
Taoist Song Yi had recited the Vajra Mantra countless times over the past twenty years, but never once did he change the name of the god he asked for power to Yan Shixun.
When he read out Yan Shixun's name, he hesitated for a moment, but quickly came to his senses and read to the end.
But Taoist Song Yi no longer had any hope for a response.
Just now when he was looking down the cliff, he found that the feng shui here was very strange, losing yang energy but gathering yin energy, as if the cause and effect of heaven and earth were reversed. In such a situation, it was very difficult to seek help from ghosts and gods.
Moreover, whether it is drawing talismans or chanting spells, it needs to be done in one go, with a calm mind and a strong and firm faith, firmly believing that you can gain strength and firmly believing in the god who lends you strength.
However, Taoist Song Yi just hesitated and did not do any of them.
...I'm sorry, Master, it seems like I really need to go back to the drawing board and be reshaped together with that traitor Lu Xingxing.
Taoist Master Song Yi clenched the peach wood sword in his hand, ready to move the vehicles blocking the road with his own strength and protect the safety of the entire convoy from the pile of bones.
However, Yan Shixun's name made a certain existence's thick raven-feather eyelashes tremble slightly, and he raised his eyes and looked coldly in the direction where the voice came from.
Ye Li stood in the silent darkness, his long black hair slid down his shoulders as he raised his head. His pale, bloodless handsome face was cold and without a trace of warmth, but he only smiled when he heard Yan Shixun's name.
Who is asking Yan Shixun for help?
For thousands of years, countless voices have been transmitted from heaven and earth to Yeli, begging for his help and borrowing his power.
But without exception, Ye Li just remained indifferent and watched everything that happened in the world with cold eyes.
Disappointment with ghost exorcists and living people in the world made Ye Li indifferent to life and hope.
Who doesn't die? The way back is to Fengdu, and then there will be a judgment. Why should we respond to those meaningless requests from the living?
Until Ye Li met Yan Shixun.
He gave his real name to Yan Shixun and made a solemn promise to Yan Shixun that would be recognized by heaven and earth.
——No matter when Yan Shixun called his name, he would always appear.
And, respond to Yan Shixun.
Please call my name more and more, Yan Shixun.
Let me help you, let me explore you, let me be depended on by you.
Then, let our cause and effect become more deeply entangled, until you and I can no longer be separated.
Ye Li thought so.
Unfortunately, Yan Shixun didn't care about the powerful force that others could not obtain even if they asked for it.
Yan Shixun never completely relied on the power of spells and divination. To him, ghosts and gods were no different from ordinary people. He only relied on his own strength.
Although Ye Li felt regretful, it was precisely because of this that in his eyes, Yan Shixun's brilliance became even more dazzling and could not be ignored, which made him even more unable to let go and want to see more.
——How far can you go? Yan Shixun.
Ye Li gently raised the corners of his lips, and a hint of smile appeared on his bloodless lips, diluting the arrogance and alienation on his handsome and cold face like a statue of a god, allowing him to step into the human world.
"Yan... Shixun." Ye Li's deep voice was tinged with a smile: "Someone is looking for your help."
Given your personality, you won't just ignore it, right?
In that case...
Ye Li lowered his eyes. His tall and slender body gave off a strong sense of oppression, and he looked intimidating without even getting angry.
At that moment, he seemed to be standing on a high altar, judging all sins and causes and consequences. Nothing could escape his eyes, and he was omnipresent.
A low single sound uttered from Ye Li's lips.
"Can."
Almost instantly, a ferocious force swept through the entire yard, and then rushed straight towards the source of the sound. The invisible strong airflow suddenly disappeared like a meteor.
Ye Li responded to the voice on behalf of Yan Shixun and lent his own strength.
He blinked lightly, his sharp and cold eyes tinged with a smile: "Shi Xun, you have one more karma to pay me. Remember to pay it back."
"Use you."
…
Taoist Song Yi waited for a moment and found, as expected, that his talisman did not work.
Is it true?
He clenched the peach wood sword and said to the old Taoist priest on the other end of the phone in a serious voice: "Master, something is wrong here. The yin and yang are all reversed. I'm not sure if it's man-made or God's will. But there are definitely graves nearby. These skeletons... are the remains of those corpses. The remaining yang energy in the corpses was taken away, and even the flesh and blood were used as nutrients, so they became what they are now."
"I'm not sure how many more corpses there will be, but right now the entire convoy of hundreds of people depends on me alone, so it might be a bit strenuous. Please ask Haiyun Temple to immediately send other Taoist priests to exorcise the evil spirits and ensure that no one gets hurt after us."
"You don't have to tell me." The old Taoist priest snorted and asked, "What about you?"
Taoist Priest Song Yi smiled briefly, then exerted force on his cloth shoes and rushed towards the increasing number of skeletons around him with the peach wood sword in hand.
"Master, don't worry. In Haiyun Temple, no disciple has ever hidden behind any living being!"
The peach wood sword pointed straight at the skeleton's head, but those skeletons seemed to be unafraid of the pain. After being knocked away by Taoist Master Song Yi, all the broken bones were still moving and continued to crawl towards Taoist Master Song Yi.
He felt like he was alone and surrounded by enemies, being attacked from all directions.
But Taoist Song could only watch as the skeleton next to him stretched out his hand and was about to grab his shoulder.
He gritted his teeth and didn't dodge.
He can't hide, there are hundreds of people in the convoy behind him. He would rather die than let the ordinary people behind get hurt!
But just when Taoist Song Yi was ready to be injured, he suddenly felt a powerful but cold force injected into the peach wood sword in his hand.
At that moment, with the help of divine power, all the skeletons in the range covered by the sword wind swept out by the peach wood sword were turned into powder under the cold and powerful force without even having time to scream.
For the dead, it is a force that cannot be defied. If touched even slightly, they can only lower their heads in humility and recount the sins of their lifetime.
The guilty will be burned in flames and suffer all kinds of pain, and their souls will suffer in hell forever.
But the innocent can be reincarnated.
The endless skeletons that appeared a moment ago were swept away the next moment. Their traces could no longer be seen on the winding mountain road. The thick fog in the valley dissipated, revealing the densely packed graves underneath.
White powder fluttered in the air and fell on the shoulders of Taoist Priest Song Yi.
He was a little dazed and stretched out his hand to catch the powder that fell into his palm, but it disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.
It seemed like everything that just happened was just an illusion.
"Song Yi? What happened to you?" The old Taoist priest realized something was wrong.
Taoist Song Yi's eyes were fixed, and he felt that his mind was a little confused: "Master, you are right, please lend me some strength, Junior Brother Yan."
"But……"
Is this the power that an ordinary practitioner or exorcist can possess? To instantly destroy all the resentful skeletons after death, this is almost an omnipotent power...
He commands hundreds of ghosts and none dares to disobey.
"Junior Brother Yan... the evil ghost in the bones, is it so powerful?"
Taoist Master Song Yi had a complicated expression.
He felt the gap between people.
Is this talent? A miracle between heaven and earth...
The old Taoist priest snorted: "Since it's resolved, why don't you leave quickly? Why don't you stay there and prepare to camp?"
Taoist Master Song Yi suddenly came to his senses, and while the borrowed power was still there, he pushed away the vehicles blocking the road by himself, and then shouted for the convoy to speed up and pass through the winding mountain road immediately.
But until he got back to the car, Taoist Song Yi felt the power slowly fading away. He looked down at his palms stretched out in front of him, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
He just pushed a two-ton car with one hand? Is this power real? Why didn't the Vajra Mantra he used to borrow power have this kind of power?
Taoist Master Song felt that his head was full of question marks and he couldn't figure out what was going on no matter how hard he tried.
But he was very sure of one thing, if Yan Shixun could have such power even by lending him strength, then Yan Shixun's own strength was enough to become the founder of any major sect.
Junior Brother Yan, you really can’t be underestimated.
Taoist Master Song Yi sighed.
The official person in charge was dizzy and finally came to his senses. When he asked Taoist Song Yi who had just returned, he was patted on the shoulder by Taoist Song Yi.
"With Junior Brother Yan's help, your future work will be easy." Taoist Song Yi had praise in his eyes and joked, "You have a good eye. Whoever can get Junior Brother Yan will get the gods."
Official person in charge: “……?”
He just had a mild concussion, why did he feel like he couldn't understand the world anymore?
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