He had everyone form a semicircle in the courtyard. Xiang Wan, holding a peach wood sword, picked up a yellow talisman and chanted incantations. Half an hour later, she swung her sword and threw the lit talisman onto the ivy.
The red and green ivy, the moment the flame touched it, suddenly burst into a sea of fire, astonishing everyone present, even startling Xiang Wan herself.
It's a live ivy, so green and vibrant, not dry tinder. How could it possibly catch fire so quickly?
She had originally planned that once the flames went out, she would use the excuse that the yin energy was too strong to ask everyone to help pull down the ivy. Now, she doesn't even have to lift a finger.
Under the raging fire, it gradually showed signs of decay. Where could one see red flowers or green leaves? This place had clearly been withered and dried up for a long time!
As the fire spread, the locust tree gradually entered the burning area. A wind, seemingly from nowhere, rustled the locust leaves, and even the sky seemed to darken.
Someone asked anxiously, "Taoist Master, what... what exactly is going on? Could there be a demon here?"
The onlookers may enjoy the spectacle, but if their own lives were in danger, they wouldn't have the leisure to stay there.
"Don't panic. With the sun blazing down, demons and monsters will certainly not dare to show themselves."
After calming everyone down, Zhang Yun stepped forward and ordered his servants to fetch water to extinguish the flames and prevent the fire from spreading to the houses.
“Mr. Zhang, why don’t you go inside and take a look? Perhaps you can find the answer you’re looking for there.”
The locust tree is being burned, and the ghosts hiding in the side room are eager to emerge. The yin energy underground is growing stronger, and evil spirits are about to come out.
Ordinary ghosts fear evil people, and evil people are naturally not afraid of ghosts. But what if an evil spirit comes out?
Zhang Yun squinted at Xiang Wan, snorted coldly, and strode into the house.
As soon as the others entered the house, Xiang Wan took handfuls of flammable powdered cinnabar from her bundle and threw them at the locust tree.
Amidst the raging fire, Xiang Wan muttered to herself, remaining calm and composed.
The reason why they were able to set fires all over the Zhang residence was because of the cinnabar that was placed all over the residence last night; otherwise, the fire would not have grown so large in such a short time.
While everyone was watching the fire, Xiang Wan signaled to her young apprentice to close the courtyard gate, lest people panic and run away, leaving no one to witness the bodies buried underground, and no one to report to the authorities.
To be honest, the government's efficiency is quite low. The Zhang mansion has been burning for most of the day, and not a single official has come to check on it.
Well, as long as we dig things up, the Zhang family won't be able to escape. We can let the government handle the aftermath.
Zhang Yun couldn't see ghosts, but once he entered the side room, the chilling feeling was very real.
He walked around the house, and Xiang Wan kicked down the locust tree outside. Then he heard a long cry, the sky suddenly darkened, and a cold wind blew.
Everyone was terrified and hurriedly tried to run outside. Xiang Wan reassured them, "Don't panic, everyone. Even a cornered beast will fight back. There's a magic weapon that can help us win in this courtyard. Please dig it out as soon as possible to avoid delaying this evil creature and allowing it to escape and harm everyone!"
They didn't have any digging tools, but they still had all the fire ladles, so digging a hole was no problem for them; they weren't doing it barehanded.
Tu Hongye took the lead, picking up a shovel from the nearby pile of debris and digging into the corner of the wall.
Xiang Wan, holding a peach wood sword, stood ready in the side room.
Seeing that even a child was participating, everyone naturally didn't want to be outdone and offered their help.
Those who knew the inside story, including Wang Fu, tried to stop him, but Xiang Wan kicked them all into the side room where Zhang Yun had gone.
The unjustly killed ghosts are no longer bound, and nourished by the yin energy that blots out the sky from evil spirits, they are no longer afraid to come out during the day and extend their ghostly claws to those who have harmed them.
A body was unearthed, and some people were so frightened that they couldn't even hold their tools.
Someone recognized the ornaments on the corpse and turned pale with horror.
One body was carried out, then another was below, and there were more beside it.
Some of the bolder ones, unable to contain their anger, simply dug out pits about a foot deep in all the places where ivy was planted, and in almost every pit, one could find bones.
Now, the timid ones, no matter what, were unwilling to stay there any longer, and fled, pulling open the courtyard gate and running out.
"Amitabha Buddha, when will this cycle of revenge end? All ghosts, heed my command! Concentrate your efforts to deal with the evil spirits, do good deeds and accumulate merit, and your grievances will be redressed."
Wang Fu and the others, their faces scratched beyond recognition by the ghosts, crawled out of the house, barely alive. Zhang Yun, however, did not come out, because no ghost dared to approach him.
Sometimes, the more people you kill, the more malevolent energy you exude, the more even gods and ghosts would avoid you.
"Hehehehe, finally out, hehehehehe..."
The wailing screams sent chills down Xiang Wan's spine.
The hidden boss seems to be far more powerful than her. How can she escape?
Xiang Wan deeply regretted that the original owner of this body hadn't learned enough skills and relied entirely on luck in her adventures. She couldn't do that. How could she protect herself when facing such a wicked spirit? And, well, she also had to protect her disciple!
Those ghosts were very good at weighing the pros and cons; the moment they saw an evil spirit appear, they vanished without a trace, not even caring about their corpses. In other words, her shouting scared away all the little ghosts.
Thankfully, no one could see the ghost; otherwise, her reputation would have been ruined.
How did the evil spirit die in its past life?
Damn it, I can't remember.
Once everyone around was terrified and had run away, Xiang Wan picked up her little apprentice, shouted, "You wretched child, where do you think you're going!" and jumped over the courtyard wall, then took off running.
This time, she was really screwed over by the system. She transmigrated into the body of a half-baked Taoist priest who had very little ability and was really good at bragging.
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