Chapter 277 Jinjiang (1)
"Master, I have asked the rescue team members who stayed nearby."
The Taoist priest ran over, his cloth shoes barely touching the ground, and he came over like the wind, and stood respectfully in front of Taoist priest Li: "The person in charge noticed that there was a problem in the village near Baizhi Lake, so they went to that village. Now they are out of contact because of the poor signal."
The rescue team members not far away kept anxiously stretching their heads and looking over here, desperately wanting an answer that the person in charge and everyone else were safe.
When Taoist Priest Li looked up, he also noticed the expressions of the team members, but he did not say anything to comfort them. Instead, the wrinkles between his brows became deeper.
The rescue team led by the official person in charge arrived here after Taoist Priest Ma and Taoist Priest Wang. After entering the vicinity of Baizhi Lake, they lost contact with the outside world due to poor signal, and there was only one Taoist priest with them.
Therefore, whether it was the person in charge or the rescue team members who stayed here, the information they knew was a little behind.
In comparison, what Taoist Priest Li and his team know is already the most comprehensive information available.
No matter the scope of the evil spirit or the casualties it has caused.
The people who handled the Baizhi Lake case have been taken over by special departments, awarded official honors, and their funeral arrangements have been properly made.
The Taoist priest who went to check has confirmed that the person who handled it was killed by the human-shaped statue. And it is very likely that it was the human-shaped plastic models in the warehouse in the suburbs of Binhai City where the kidnapping case had occurred.
To deduce the big picture from the small, this also means that the evil spirit who is manipulating all this behind the scenes can arbitrarily command humanoid creatures to attack specific people, or even kill them.
Not only that, similar incidents are now slowly occurring in areas bordering the southwest, with people beginning to report seeing the statues moving.
The exorcists were like being trapped in a vast ocean. After they fought one, there was another group waiting. This situation made them exhausted. If they delayed any further, the exorcists would probably fall first, and then the humanoid creatures would gain the upper hand, and no one would be able to protect ordinary people.
The most urgent task is to solve the problem at the source.
After hearing the results of Master Li's divination, many sects took the initiative to contact the special department and the abbot of Haiyun Temple, expressing their willingness to join this battle and never let the ghosts and monsters have a chance to hurt ordinary people.
To show their sincerity, many sects are preparing to send their outstanding disciples to the southwest.
The resumes that were first sent to the abbot of Haiyun Temple all belonged to top-notch and outstanding individuals.
But Taoist Li just took a glance and shook his head, not agreeing to any of them.
"The southwest is a ghost town, a place where there is no way back for the dead. Plus, the ghosts are born here, making it even more dangerous."
Taoist Priest Li said calmly to the abbot on the other end of the phone: "Before we rushed to Baizhi Lake, we were already prepared to never return. We would die here and guard the ghost town."
"But those people don't have to come and die in vain. If they don't have enough strength, it's useless even if they come a few times."
Taoist Priest Li snorted, "If I die here, those people will stay in their own sects and pass on the tradition well. Don't let the future generations not even know what the scriptures are."
"If someone must die in this battle."
Taoist Li had an indifferent look on his face, and he obviously had a hot temper. But when it came to his own life and death, he was exceptionally calm, as if he was not concerned about it and was not worried about it at all.
He paused before continuing, "Then let us old guys do it. We can be one with the light and the dust, and we can be considered to be on the right path."
"Haiyun Temple, since we have been respected by everyone over the years, we must do what we should do."
Taoist Priest Li said in a deep voice, "The sky is falling, I will hold it up!"
After the call was disconnected, the dean sat there for a long time, dazed and lost in thought.
The phone in my hand kept ringing, the phone on the table lit up and then hung up automatically, new messages kept pouring into the message interface, and soon it reached 99+ and almost froze the computer.
But the dean seemed to have no reaction to these things. His eyes turned stiffly and fell on the screen, but his mind was blank.
The last time Haiyun Temple was completely destroyed was a hundred years ago.
The Taoist priest went down the mountain and never returned, nine out of ten houses were empty, and the heritage was almost cut off.
Among Master Li's generation, only Master Li and Mr. Chengyun survived.
But now, Lay Buddhist Chengyun died in the southwest a few years ago, and Taoist Priest Li has gone to the southwest again, with an unknown future...
The dean slowly tightened his grip on the phone, not even noticing the pain from the sharp edges.
The southwest region was like a shadow covering the abbot's mind, making it difficult for him to breathe whenever he thought about it.
In order to deal with the affairs of the southwest, Haiyun Temple almost stopped all its affairs and transferred all the Taoist priests with sufficient strength to the southwest. Currently, the only ones left in Haiyun Temple are young Taoist children.
Even Taoist priests who had not yet completed their apprenticeships were urgently dispatched to various streets and alleys in the Binhai urban area to rescue citizens in danger from the hands of ghosts and monsters.
If something really happens in the southwest and all the Taoist priests are wiped out, the inheritance of Haiyun Temple will once again face a catastrophic disaster.
Even though the abbot had been mentally prepared for this when he took over the position many years ago, he did not expect that this day would actually come.
For a moment, he was extremely confused, and infinite sadness emerged from the bottom of his heart.
After a long while, the abbot came to his senses when the little Taoist boy knocked on the door and looked up mechanically.
"Superintendent, the matters transferred from the special department are waiting for you to handle."
The little Taoist boy bowed and said crisply, "Also, the college student who took the ebony statue is clamoring to see you."
"He said we had no right to detain him for so long. He was dissatisfied with the poor food in the temple and asked us to help him book a restaurant outside. He also asked us to let him go home."
Ebony idol? Yes...
The dean moved his eyes with difficulty, and it took him a long time to regain his thoughts from his blank brain.
If those college students had not mistakenly entered the abandoned temple while sightseeing half a year ago and taken away the statue that wards off evil spirits, things would not have developed to this point.
The abbot knew that it was wrong for him to think this way, but facing the Haiyun Temple which was likely to collapse, he could not help but feel angry.
He stood up suddenly, finally breaking free from his previous confusion and emptiness because of his anger, and walked out with big strides.
The phone in his hand kept ringing. The abbot listened to the little Taoist boy repeating the young man's words while responding to the inter-departmental communications on the other end of the phone.
The entire coastal area was in motion.
On this cold night in late winter, as the year is drawing to a close, many shopping malls have already made New Year decorations, with big red lanterns and the word "Fu" hung high, creating a festive and lively atmosphere.
But in response to the screams and cries for help in the distance, the red light projected on the ground looked as red as blood. The joy was gone, and only a thrilling sense of terror remained.
Yang Binsheng, the security director of Binhai City, received the news late at night. He immediately jumped out of bed, hurriedly put on his clothes as he walked, and rushed directly into the convoy waiting for him outside the door, mobilizing all his forces to protect the ordinary citizens of Binhai City.
With the news from the abbot of Haiyun Temple, they immediately identified the most dangerous place, which was the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs for many years. They immediately mobilized personnel to support Taoist Song Yi who was fighting alone there, and organized personnel to evacuate the nearby area urgently.
The matter happened suddenly and it was impossible for all staff to be on duty at once, so Yang Binsheng rolled up his sleeves and got to work directly.
The deputies beside him were a little worried about his health. After all, he was an old man, and if he was tired and cold, something might happen to him.
But Yang Binsheng waved his hand to stop his deputy, and said seriously that now was not the time to discuss individuals and the safety of ordinary people should be guaranteed first.
The authorities also issued an urgent reminder, saying that some criminals were using plastic dolls and other dangerous objects to carry out dangerous actions to retaliate against society. Citizens are asked to clear human-shaped objects from their homes and close doors and windows.
In addition, the official also released a series of contact information for ghostbusters.
These long-established masters who were hard to find in the past now rushed to various districts and areas, and would rush to rescue immediately as soon as they received a call for help in that area.
Although the special department could not contact the official person in charge, the abbot of Haiyun Temple, who took over the position temporarily, did no worse than the person in charge.
He even took the initiative to contact various sects and masters, and the effect was better than that of the person in charge.
After hearing the abbot say that Taoist Li rejected the reasons why the various sects wanted to go to the southwest, the masters of each sect were silent for a long time.
Some older masters also vaguely remembered what they had heard from their elders when they were young.
Haiyun Temple always responds when there is chaos and never retreats.
This time, it's the same.
None of the masters had expected that a person as famous as Taoist Priest Li would actually disregard fame, wealth and power, and even disregard life and death.
It was obvious that if Taoist Li wanted, he could become a guest of honor in all the powerful and wealthy families, and he could make a lot of money and own a mountain of gold and silver. However, he chose the most difficult path.
This is the practitioner.
The masters were all shocked by Haiyun Temple’s practices.
Under such a strong contrast, many masters felt guilty and began to reflect on their own actions.
When everyone is walking in the dark, no one will think it is wrong, and everyone will naturally choose the more comfortable path.
But among all the roads, there is only one road where ghosts are rampant, and danger and death follow closely.
But it reaches up to the blue sky, and the road lowers its eyes.
The people walking on that road seemed to be glowing, and all those who had been in the darkness for a long time suddenly realized that they had actually opened up such a long distance between themselves and the people on that road without realizing it.
And they could only look up at the resolute backs of those people, seeing his unparalleled elegance and his figure like a pine tree that could support the heaven and earth.
Those who had previously refused to let their disciples get involved in this matter also sighed deeply after a long silence, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked all the disciples to take the initiative to contact the personnel of the special department and participate in this disaster.
"What do you mean by saying that if he wants to die, his whole family will die. Old man Li is still so arrogant! Does he think I don't exist?"
When the older master heard what his disciple had said, he immediately picked up his peach wood sword and kicked the door open, swearing: "You must be kidding! I have been fighting him for my whole life, why did he die before me? Tell him, don't even think about it! If he has to die, I will definitely die first. This round, I will definitely win!"
Disciple: "Master, this desire to win can be dispensed with!"
The sorcerer who had set up a stall on the street to tell fortunes for many years was also awakened by the crying and shouting outside. After finding out what had happened, the sorcerer smashed the bowl, picked up his clothes and walked out.
"Is this considered a team-building activity for the Ghostbusters? They didn't even tell us, how unkind of them. Although we don't have a master to teach, it's really unkind of them not to take us along to play - Disciple! Get up and leave!"
The apprentice responded, picked up the tools he usually used to run the stall, and ran out happily.
The sorcerer glanced at him and kicked him in disgust: "What are you doing with my sunglasses? It's so dark in the middle of the night, are you pretending to be blind in front of the ghosts? Are you holding the fortune-telling box to tell fortunes for the ghosts and collect some ghost money? Go get your master's peach wood sword and soul-calming bell! You idiot."
The apprentice was kicked so hard that he was stunned. He quickly responded and turned around and ran into the room.
The sorcerer smiled and shook his head, then picked up the phone again and put it to his ear: "Abbot, I'm just a nobody. People on the street and my neighbors call me a charlatan. But after all, I studied scriptures for a few days in Haiyun Temple and swept the incense ashes for Sanqing..."
"I am just an insignificant, mercenary person like an ant, but I am also a human being. How can I watch my neighbors get into danger?"
The sorcerer laughed loudly, shook his clothes and walked out of the door with his head raised: "If the abbot sees my body on the street at dawn, remember to collect it for me. Be sure to write on the tombstone that I am also a disciple of Haiyun Temple."
The dean listened quietly to the voice on the other end of the phone, a smile breaking out on his originally stern face.
He nodded gently: "Okay."
Over the phone, the situation of the entire Binhai City was conveyed concisely and quickly, with a sense of urgency that could be ignited at any moment.
Outside the phone, from behind the door in front of the prison, came the cursing and accusations of the young man and his mother.
The mother asked angrily why her children were detained and why they were not allowed to leave. What right did Haiyun Temple, a small Taoist temple, have to do this?
The little Taoist boy who was watching over the mother and son stared at them without saying a word. It seemed that he was already tired and annoyed with explaining, and finally he simply ignored it and treated himself as a wooden man.
When the abbot pushed open the door, the young man's angry pillow was thrown at the door, but it missed and hit the abbot on the head.
The little Taoist boys didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. Their eyes widened for a moment, and they looked up at the abbot in surprise and worry.
The dean raised his hand and grasped the pillow firmly without being touched by it at all.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the mother and son calmly.
Because the whereabouts of the ebony statue has never been found, the young man is the only person who has seen the ebony statue with his own eyes, and he is also the only survivor among the few people who had been to the abandoned temple at that time. So in order to get more clues to find the ebony statue, Haiyun Temple temporarily kept the mother and son.
Moreover, given the current situation outside, releasing this mother and son would be truly harmful to them.
No matter what, Haiyun Temple has hundreds of years of history, and the statues enshrined in the main hall have long been imbued with divine power, carrying the power of the former gods and heavenly masters. It is not a place where ordinary evil spirits dare to run wild.
In the current turbulent Binhai City, there is no place safer than Haiyun Temple.
This place also temporarily serves as the base camp for the ghost exorcists to retreat, open to all people who come for refuge, as well as ghost exorcists who are seriously injured and unable to support themselves.
The little Taoist boy did explain the current situation to the mother and son, but the mother immediately believed that it was a lie to deceive them.
She said that this could not happen, how could the statue move? She had never seen such a thing in her decades of life, and these Taoists must be deceiving her with something that did not exist.
The young man also became impatient and twisted his body, unable to sit still. He shouted that he wanted to order takeout and play games, and asked the little Taoist boy to let them go immediately, otherwise he would call the authorities.
When the abbot came in, the mother and son were just irritated by the silent little Taoist boy and were about to fight.
However, he did not expect that the door would be pushed open directly, and the Taoist priest with amazing aura whom he had met in the afternoon stood outside the door with his head down, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind that came from nowhere.
This is a Taoist priest who has killed countless ghosts and truly waded through death and blood.
He had seen his masters and peers die one after another, witnessed the rise and fall of Haiyun Temple, and once there was only a little Taoist boy like him left to guard the huge temple. The laughter and bustle of the past had disappeared, and only the autumn wind blew the fallen leaves, and there was endless desolation.
He had also seen Haiyun Temple open its gates and solemnly welcome back the bodies of Taoist priests. All the Taoist priests bowed their heads and solemnly buried the people they knew in the past with their own hands.
And some Taoist priests...even died at the hands of evil spirits, without even a complete corpse left.
Even after death, all that can be done is a cenotaph to express grief.
When he became the abbot, the people he once knew had died one by one. He even closed the coffin for his own disciple with his own hands and performed the rituals for his disciple's passing.
He became more and more gloomy and serious, and never smiled.
He is stationed between yin and yang, not allowing evil spirits to disturb the living. He uses his body as a wall to protect the peace and happiness of ordinary people.
Just like what all the Taoists in Haiyun Temple have done for hundreds of years.
Everyone is saying that the abbot of Haiyun Temple is a powerful figure who should not be provoked.
But only the abbot knows how many of his fellow disciples’ deaths were buried behind this maturity and strength.
You shouldn't vent your anger on ordinary people.
He was also very clear that even if the young man did not take the ebony statue, someone else might take it. Or if the matter was delayed for too long, the minor illness would turn into a serious one, and when it broke out, it would be a far more difficult and dangerous situation than it was now.
Reason says that it is not the young man's fault.
He is a Taoist priest, and it is his duty to protect ordinary people. He should analyze the situation calmly and rationally instead of letting his emotions get the better of him and blaming a young man.
But he...
The dean closed his eyes, sighed silently, and felt sad in his heart.
When he opened his eyes again, his face was filled with a calm expression as usual.
"You have dinner, and books to amuse yourself with, even."
The abbot raised the pillow in his hand, smiled sarcastically, and shook his head, saying, "You still have pillows and soft bedding for you to rest."
"But those Taoist priests and exorcists who are running around tiredly outside, many of them may not even see the sunrise tomorrow morning. They can't even eat their last hot meal, their bodies are exposed to the sky and earth, and they sleep on the cold and hard streets."
The abbot's voice was not loud, and his tone was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
But both mother and son felt that the abbot was so terrifying that they could not help but tremble. The mother hid her son behind her, not daring to make a sound, as if she was afraid that the abbot would hurt them.
He no longer had the domineering attitude he had just shown towards the little Taoist boy.
"You want to leave?"
The abbot asked softly, "If you had not taken the ebony statue half a year ago, or if you had told us the truth when you brought it to Haiyun Temple a few months ago, you wouldn't have to stay here now. You could go home and play your games to your heart's content, and participate in the competition you mentioned."
"But because of what you did, many people have lost the possibility of escaping from danger. Binhai City and the entire southwest have become a hell of evil spirits."
"Because of your one mistake, millions of people suffered disaster."
The abbot had already prepared himself mentally before he opened his mouth, telling himself not to get angry.
But when he really mentioned this matter, he thought of the news coming in from all sides, the cries and desperate calls for help on the streets outside, and the news that kept coming back that the exorcists were seriously injured or even died...
He still couldn't help but feel angry.
If this young man had not concealed the truth at one time in the past six months and reported it as soon as possible, perhaps things would not have come to this.
The abbot couldn't understand why the young people had no fear of ghosts and gods. They dared to walk into the abandoned temple, which even had corpses and bones inside. In such a strange environment, they were so bold as to take away sacrificial utensils and talismans.
Even if you are a little timid, even if you still have a little awe in your heart, you won't play any courage test games, but instead tell the ghost exorcists in the southwest about the abnormality there?
But now that things have come to this, there is no point in saying anything.
The Supervisory Yuan even doubted whether this was also part of the Avenue’s plan.
He could not peek into the Tao, nor could he be as ruthless and impartial as the Tao.
He just wanted the people he knew to survive and not die...
Seeing the abbot remained silent, the mother, who had just been humiliated and angry by what the abbot said, retorted unhappily: "Master, you can't say that. According to what you said, could it be that my child wanted to harm those people?"
"He's just a child, what does he know? It was an unintentional mistake, can't you just let it go? Why are you so arrogant and keep talking? What if you scare him?"
The mother was dissatisfied and protected her child behind her. She stiffened her neck and said to the abbot, "Even if someone died, what does it have to do with my child? He was sitting here the whole time. What's that called, an alibi? Don't put the blame on my child for something that has nothing to do with him. This is called defamation. Be careful or I'll sue you."
"Don't you have that Taoist Association? I'm going to sue you for intimidation and make sure you can't become a Taoist priest."
The mother sneered: "How come my child is so obedient and well-behaved in your mouth, and he is the same as that heinous murderer? What does it have to do with us whether others live or die?"
Seeing his mother backing him up, the young man, who had just been cowed by the dean, straightened up again and said confidently, "Yes, they are courting death. It has nothing to do with me."
"Those Taoist priests, wouldn't they have survived if they didn't go? Is it my fault that you insisted on going?"
The young man rolled his eyes secretly. The resentment accumulated from being locked up in Haiyun Temple for a day and missing the game competition made him forget the fear brought to him by the death of the ebony statue and his classmates. He forgot the emotions at that time after the incident.
He muttered, "Psycho."
The little Taoist boy heard this. He was so young that he couldn't match the abbot's Qi-cultivation skills. He was immediately enraged and rushed over with his sleeves rolled up: "What did you say? Say it again!"
"Do you know that my master is also in the southwest? Tomorrow, tomorrow I will have no master. What right do you have to say that?"
The little Taoist boy's voice was choked with sobs, and he stubbornly refused to let the tears fall from his eyes.
The young man shouted in fear and frantically took out his phone to record the little Taoist boy: "Come and see, the Taoist priest is beating someone up! Is there anyone who can help? Someone is being beaten up in Haiyun Temple!"
"I'm going to post the video on the website so that everyone can see the true face of your Haiyun Temple!"
The little Taoist boy was so angry that he took a deep breath and rushed forward like a calf.
"I'm going to beat you, so what? I'm almost out of master anyway, so what if I don't want to be a Taoist priest anymore? I'm going to beat you, beat you!"
Xiaodaotong is young, but he is very strong.
He cleans Haiyun Temple every day, takes care of chores, and practices martial arts and swordsmanship with his uncle Taoist master. He is preparing to be able to stand on his own in the future and save lives from ghosts and monsters. All the hardships he endures have turned into his strength.
The mother and son screamed and wrestled with the little Taoist boy, and the scene was in chaos.
The abbot turned a blind eye, looked at the sky, the earth and the shoes, and answered the phone one after another. He was too busy to take care of the little Taoist boy.
——He knew the grief and anger in the child’s heart.
He had also experienced such moments before, watching his master and uncles rush to death without even an excuse to stop them.
The abbot even felt that the little Taoist boy was himself many years ago, completing what he had not completed due to his restrained reason.
But a phone call came in, and the words spoken on the other end made the supervisor's expression, which had originally relaxed, become serious again.
is a Southwestern ghost buster.
He urgently requested the dean to let him go to Baizhi Lake to reinforce the official leader and his entourage.
"The southwest is now a place where there is no hope of survival. You still..."
The dean frowned and wanted to persuade him, but was interrupted by the other party.
"I know!"
The young exorcist choked up and said, "I know... because that's where my master died!"
One night many years ago, a lay Buddhist in white knocked on the door of their home.
At that time, he rubbed his eyes and got up in a daze, and saw the master coming out to greet him, addressing him as Mr. Chengyun, and he had a very close relationship with that layman.
The layman was also smiling, gentle and handsome.
But what he said was like a bolt from the blue.
'My old friend, the Ghost Path is about to be reborn. I need you to help me. If I die in the southwest, I need someone to help me guard the Ghost Path until the world finds life, or my disciple grows up to the point where he can cope with all the heavy truths and is led by the Great Dao to the White Paper Lake to end all causes and effects.'
The lay Buddhist in white said that this trip was dangerous, and said: "I heard that my old friend's master had participated in the bone replacement technique in the southwest many years ago, which saved the southwest from being disturbed by evil spirits. Now, the southwest will be in great trouble, and we must suppress the evil spirits again."
'Do you still remember the carpenters who were responsible for the wood carvings used in the bone replacement technique?'
The master was stunned at first, then he agreed immediately, turned around hurriedly, said something to the young exorcist, and left with the lay Buddhist.
The young exorcist saw the lay Buddhist standing outside the door, bowed slightly to him, and said to him in a gentle voice with a smile: "After many years, I would like to trouble you to go to Baizhi Lake again."
After saying this, the hermit turned and left, leaving only a corner of his white robe fluttering behind him like a wild crane soaring into the clouds.
The young ghost hunter remembered that scene for many years.
That was also the last time he saw his master. Since then, he has not even seen his master's bones.
"I asked other people, and they all said that my master left his remains in the place of defense, using his body as a formation to suppress the evil spirits."
The Southwest Exorcist choked up and said, "I thought about it for a long time before I figured it out. The monk Chengyun must have predicted today's situation long ago, so he left me that message."
"My master is definitely still in Baizhi Lake! I'm going to help collect my master's body, and then continue what my master has not completed."
The Southwest Exorcist pleaded, "I don't care whether the inheritance is broken or not. As a disciple, I have never even burned a stick of incense for my master. How unfilial! Please let me go. Otherwise, even if I am alive, I will have a knot in my heart and it will be difficult for me to make any progress in my cultivation. It will be the same as death."
The dean was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this exorcist had such an experience.
He was about to agree when he was suddenly stunned and thought of the abandoned temple.
According to the young man, the corpse in the temple has turned into dry bones, but it still firmly presses the ebony statue underneath.
The young man thought that the man was greedy for money and didn't want others to take away the gold and silver.
However, the dean could tell from the narration alone that the exorcist who had turned into dry bones had clearly used up all his strength, and had no choice but to guard the formation with his mortal body to prevent the ghosts from having the chance to destroy the formation, allowing the ebony statue to exert its maximum power to suppress the evil spirit in White Paper Lake.
——The bones that were thrown aside carelessly by the young man were the people that others had been looking for and missing for many years.
Back then...Mr. Chengyun had long since calculated that ghosts would be born and disasters would occur, so he and the exorcist found the ebony statue and arranged all matters after his death. Even the turmoil tonight was within his predictions.
The moment the dean figured it out, he was shocked.
At this moment, he clearly saw how in the path of cultivation, people with natural talent were like insurmountable obstacles, and how those with extraordinary talent and genius were filled with infinite brilliance that made others look up to them but unable to reach them.
How could Mr. Chengyun have calculated it to this extent... it is clear that he has glimpsed the great truth!
That is why in the end he died due to the cause and effect of the Great Dao.
So, the dry bones in the abandoned temple are the exorcist's lost master.
The abbot was moved by the earnest and weeping words of the southwestern exorcist. He also knew that since the other party's master had been involved in the White Paper Lake incident a long time ago, they, who arrived there many years later, had no right to stop him.
So the abbot sighed and felt relieved.
The southwestern ghost exorcist cried with joy and thanked the master repeatedly with sobs in his eyes.
"But you have to know."
Before hanging up the phone, the dean told the other party about the dry bones in the temple, and solemnly warned: "Your master was unable to resist and died in the temple. The evil there is far beyond the reach of the ghosts you see every day. It is a place where ghosts are born. It is extremely dangerous. Even you may die in Baizhi Lake. You..."
“That’s exactly what I’m after.”
The Southwest Ghost Exorcist said firmly, "Back then, the Southwest ghosts were suppressed by my ancestors. Now that the ghost disaster has resurfaced, I will naturally take on the responsibility."
“It can be considered as after-sales service.”
He scratched his head, and when he thought about taking his master's bones home, he couldn't stop smiling, looking particularly honest.
After obtaining Taoist Priest Li's contact information from the abbot, the southwestern ghost exorcist who was nearby and wanted to step forward immediately rushed over without even waiting for half a second.
When the Taoist priest at Haiyun Temple stopped him, the Southwestern Exorcist happily showed him the permit issued by the abbot.
The Taoist priest was a little surprised and couldn't understand why the abbot would let other people come.
But after listening to the story of the southwestern ghost exorcist, the Taoist priest's expression gradually became serious, and he took him to find Taoist priest Li.
Several Taoist priests were already sitting cross-legged in front of the archway of the Shadow Puppet Museum, muttering something and making hand seals, and a formation began to take shape between them.
Combined with the fact that two groups of people disappeared here before, plus the little girl that many people had just seen, the Taoist priests quickly confirmed that the missing people were in a shadow puppet in the Shadow Puppet Museum.
It is very likely that Xie Lin's sister Xie Jiaojiao was the one who mastered all this, using the bone-replacing technique to replace those people in the shadow play without anyone noticing.
So they lined up here, ready to break through.
Taoist Priest Li took another group of Taoist priests and prepared to go to the deserted village beside Baizhi Lake to look for the official person in charge.
Shadow play originated from a village named Bai, which was once the site of a massacre. Even the people who handled these cases died at the hands of evil spirits. This made Taoist Li immediately lock on Xie Jiaojiao and the Bai village.
The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.
Since the cause is there, the effect is also there, and the method to end it all must also be here.
Just as Taoist Priest Li was about to leave, another Taoist priest came over with the Southwest Ghost Exorcist and explained the whole story to him.
Taoist Li's face gradually became serious, and after a long while he sighed, "As expected of Goudan, you can even calculate this."
Southwest Ghostbusters: ...? Who is Goudan? What does it have to do with what I'm talking about?
Taoist Priest Li had a look of great pride for his junior fellow apprentice. The southwestern exorcists were still confused. Only the Taoist priests who knew the truth remained silent.
The Taoist priest, who was originally concentrating on forming the formation, staggered and almost fell.
He glanced at Taoist Li and thought secretly, it was only because Taoist Yan was not here, otherwise he would have been faced with Taoist Yan's unhappy face again.
...After all, Mr. Chengyun is a well-known figure. He travels all over the world and has friends all over the world. Everyone knows his name.
But when it comes to the mouth of his senior brother Taoist Li, no matter how talented a person is, he is just the dirty little dog who eats steamed buns in his memory.
The Taoist priest didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Taoist Li was too senior, so it seemed inappropriate for him to say anything. He could only shake his head and smile, secretly hoping that Taoist Li would not call Mr. Chengyun like that in front of Taoist Fellow Yan.
——Based on his understanding of Yan Shixun, he would definitely have a quarrel with Taoist Li over this title.
The official person in charge, who is concerned by many people, is definitely not in a good condition at this moment.
He never expected that there was a wooden puppet hidden in the place where he was hiding, and he hadn't discovered it yet, so it accidentally fell into the hands of the other party!
The official in charge felt the chill so close that he didn't even have the energy to smile bitterly.
He could only watch the wooden puppet getting closer and closer to him. He could even see greed in the puppet's wooden eyes.
The Taoist priest who was following the person in charge exclaimed, and quickly pulled out a yellow talisman from his arms. While running, he kept throwing the yellow talisman between his fingers to various directions to form a formation.
But what the Taoist priest did not expect was that in an instant, the situation around Baizhi Lake had changed drastically.
——The ghost way is here, replacing the great way.
From this moment on, ghosts and monsters became the dominant forces around Baizhi Lake, and living people became rats that needed to escape.
Even if Yan Shixun used Zheng Shumu to kill Xie Jiaojiao in the ghost play, the ghost that has already been born will not stop its growth rate.
Just like the great way of heaven and earth.
The Tao originates from countless living beings, but it will not obey them. Instead, it will make the most rational judgment to protect them.
The ghost path was born among the ghosts. If Xie Jiaojiao had not died, she would have become the ghost god who controlled the ghost path.
After her death, the Ghost Path no longer had any nutrients, and in order to survive it could only spread to the surroundings as quickly as possible, absorbing the flesh and blood of living people as much as possible as nutrients for the Ghost Path's continued growth.
Until the ghost path can truly compete with the great way in the whole world, rather than just being limited to the White Paper Lake, or
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