Chapter 49 Engagement
The vast mountains stretch across the land, and the Yinshan Mountains leave a huge shadow underground, like a giant beast lurking above the earth.
The miasma was like a gauze draped over the giant beast, spreading all over the place.
The herdsmen living under the Yin Mountains left one after another.
When fog rises in Yinshan Mountain, no herdsman dares to stay here.
There were inhuman roars and screams in the depths of the fog, and just being here was creepy enough.
Moreover, every night, blue ghost fire would be lit here, flowing between the mountains and forests, attacking living people and causing panic.
When I woke up the next day, the miasma had faded away and the ground was littered with corpses, which was very creepy.
However, some brave herdsmen would graze their cattle closer to the Yin Mountains for the rich pasture there, but they would not take it lightly for fear that their cattle and sheep would intrude into the Yin Mountains.
Deep in the Yinshan Mountains, in the rolling clouds, the lame and bald Hu Quezi was drawing strange Taoist patterns with animal blood. The bright red blood was flowing on the human skin, and in just a moment, the skin swelled up as if it had come to life.
Hu Quezi bit his finger and put a drop of blood on it.
The pale, swollen human skin instantly seemed to be filled into a mold and turned into the appearance of Hu Quezi.
Just like the Hu Quezi that Li He saw when he entered Yinshan that day.
This is the technique of summoning spirits.
Hu Quezi has no special skills, and his physical body is much inferior to those of others at the same level, so he can only use a substitute to do horrible things.
………
At the foot of Yinshan Mountain, a convoy stopped next to the miasma. Lin Qingsheng, the white-robed monk, Kong Erleng and others traveled in plain clothes and entered the miasma of Yinshan Mountain.
In the distance, a herdsman saw someone entering the Yinshan Mountains, took out a satellite phone and made a call.
On the other end of the phone, in a villa by the sea, after receiving the report from the informant in Yinshan, Wang Zhiwen said "OK" and then hung up the phone.
Wang Zhiwen is a member of the Wang family, and the Wang family is one of the controllers behind the Spiritual Recovery Forum.
They have their own official channels in the Ming Dynasty and actually received the news from within very early on.
This is not a gimmick, but a real upheaval.
So since ghosts are real, is immortality also real?
Is it true that someone can live forever?
If there are people in this world who really want immortality, then the ones who want it the most are actually those who stand at the top of the Ming society.
Since receiving the news, all major chambers of commerce have started to set up spiritual energy revival forums, while also paying attention to official actions.
In their hands was a thick stack of reports on the revival of spiritual energy.
They are waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to intervene in the revival of spiritual energy.
"Yinshan, I don't know if there is such an opportunity." Wang Zhiwen murmured.
………
In the miasma of Yinshan Mountain, Lin Qingsheng finally saw what Li He had seen when he had gone deep into Yinshan Mountain before.
The ground was littered with corpses, and after so many years, it seemed to have decayed a little.
There were also some wild animals that had just died mixed in with them. Their skin and flesh were still tender, but all their blood had been drained, and they looked miserable dead.
"Don't look at it. It was done by Hu Quezi. To summon spirits requires some sacrifices and tools, such as animal blood, human blood, human skin, ancient corpses, etc."
The white-robed monk seemed to notice Lin Qingsheng's thoughts and spoke.
Lin Qingsheng looked at the white-robed monk and said:
"Who is stronger, you or Hu Quezi?"
"His expertise in summoning spirits and nightmares is very counterproductive to me. But, don't we still have you? You should have asked for something from Senior Bai Xiaosheng yesterday."
The white-robed monk spoke calmly, as if he knew everything long ago.
Lin Qingsheng's heart sank. The most difficult thing about this white-robed monk was that not only was his mind difficult to determine, but he was also extremely good at guessing people's minds.
Lin Qingsheng counterattacked: "You'd better survive the requirements given by the puppet first. According to its usual behavior style, you are likely to die."
The white-robed monk Bujie laughed.
"The Wood Immortal's finger is originally an immortal. Even if it is incomplete, it is indeed easy to kill me."
"But I never die easily. I'm afraid Captain Lin's hope will be in vain in the end."
"That's really a pity!" Lin Qingsheng sighed.
There was a lot of confrontation in the conversation between the two men. In fact, both of them knew that the other party might become a huge trouble for the other party after this cooperation.
The miasma grew thicker, and the ground gradually changed from yellow-brown to scarlet red, as if it were stained with blood.
Even the soil was emitting a strong fishy smell.
It seemed as if countless lives had been buried here, and blood had spilled all over the ground.
Everything proved that they were getting closer and closer to where they were going this time.
Lin Qingsheng couldn't help but lower his breathing.
The white-robed monk Bujie said, "We are almost there. I will use illusion to reduce our presence, but this will not work well against Hu Quezi. The ghosts he raises may find us. You don't have much time. Find a way to find the Yinshan Bride and get engaged."
"As long as the engagement is successful, then please ask the Yinshan Bride to take action. In the Yinshan area, there are almost no ghosts that can compete with her."
The white-robed monk reminded that no one understood the horror of the Yinshan Bride better than the people from the side door.
The Yinshan Patriarch was a ruthless man in his past.
"What about you?" Lin Qingsheng asked back.
"I'll hold Hu the Lame for you. Otherwise, with your strength, you can only come here to die."
Lin Qingsheng carefully looked at the white-robed monk and asked, "You are so dedicated?"
"Don't worry, if you fail, I will keep Hu Quezi here, so that I may be able to see your souls under his control in the future. By then, you may become ghost slaves and have a different taste."
………
In the dim sky and earth, Hu Guizi appeared in front of the standing stone tablet again.
The wooden coffin still stood upright on the grave, and everything was quiet.
"You killed my incarnation again, but I still came."
"In this world, apart from me, Hu Jun, who else would dare to marry you? Why do you have to kill my incarnation again and again?"
Just as Hu Guizi was expressing his love, a laugh was heard from a distance.
"Hu Quezi, all the people who want to marry Yinshan's bride can line up from here to the horizon, how can it be your turn?"
Hu Quezi suddenly turned around, looked at the man in white who walked out of the mist and said:
"Monster demon, your birthday is not the right one, why are you here to join in the fun?"
The monk in white raised his lips slightly when he heard this:
"My birth date is not compatible with the Yinshan bride's horoscope, but there are people who can. The purpose of my coming here this time is to hold you back so that you don't interfere with their proposal."
The monk in white waved his hand gently.
"The person behind is ready to propose marriage."
A few more people walked out of the fog. In the scarlet fog, Kong Erleng touched his head and followed Lin Qingsheng.
It is said that he will be engaged today.
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