The hall was dark. Although they had opened the door when they came in, there was not a single night breeze blowing through the hall. The air seemed to be stagnant and the surroundings were eerily silent.
The road is long and seems to never end.
Zhang Jinhuai was the first one to discover the problem. It should be said that he sensed the problem as soon as the corner appeared in front of them. However, before he could say anything, several young disciples couldn't wait and turned directly along the corner of the stairs.
The people behind didn't seem to notice anything strange and followed closely.
Although Zhang Jinhuai had doubts, since no one else noticed the problem, he had to suppress the thought.
There's something weird about this building.
He thought, let’s not alert the enemy yet and just follow them.
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Zhang Jinhuai regretted it.
In the past twenty years or so, there have been very few things that he regretted.
...
...
I should have stopped those disciples just now.
It's a joke that the current leader of the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain is actually trapped in a ghost wall.
Capsized in a ditch.
This was not the first time, but it was the most embarrassing time for him.
He had encountered ghost walls before when he was on missions in the middle of the night, but none of them was as strange as today.
In a short period of time, only six people were left out of more than ten people.
They stood there in confusion and confusion, not daring to move this time.
Because they witnessed with their own eyes that a disciple disappeared out of thin air after taking a step, as if he had stepped into another space.
No one knows where their next step will be. They think that there is some kind of formation set up in the building, which is why everyone is separated.
Zhang Baodou took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, unlocked the screen, and looked around in the dim light on the screen.
Their location had not changed, it was still the lobby on the first floor, which was connected in all directions and vast and open.
However, this is only what they see with their naked eyes. In fact, as long as someone moves, they will find that this is a very narrow place. If they are not careful, they will "pass through" a wall invisible to the naked eye and get separated from their companions.
"Master Junior, what should we do?" Zhang Baodou looked at the young man standing next to him with an extremely unpleasant face, and said anxiously, "Master's disciple has also been separated from us. Although he has a special physique, he is just an ordinary person after all. What if something happens..."
"He must have some means to save his life. You don't need to worry about it. Take care of yourself first." Zhang Jinhuai turned around and looked at everyone, and said in a deep voice, "We are now facing a ghost wall. These ghosts are not easy to deal with. They are quite powerful. Everyone should be prepared for a protracted battle."
"That's true, but we are trapped here now and can't go anywhere. We can't just wait here until dawn, right?" a disciple couldn't help but say.
Zhang Jinhuai glanced at him and said decisively: "Blood from the tip of the tongue will break the evil."
Several disciples were stunned when they heard this, and then they suddenly understood.
The blood on the tip of the tongue, also called "true yang splashes", corresponds to the heavenly soul and fetal light. It is the most yang blood in the human body and has the effect of exorcising ghosts and evil spirits.
They have talismans in their hands, but they are used to catch ghosts and seal demons. The quantity is limited, so they would not use them if possible.
So everyone started biting their tongues and spitting bloody saliva everywhere.
"Pooh! Pooh!"
"I'm so!"
"puff!"
"Pooh! Hiss—it hurts!"
Zhang Jinhuai: “…………”
It's obviously a very serious matter, why does the atmosphere seem weird?
Fortunately, the blood from the tip of the tongue is indeed useful. The Taoist's blood from the tip of the tongue has stronger yang energy. At the moment the blood is spit out, the yin energy around the body is indeed dissipated a lot.
The scene before my eyes gradually became clearer.
Although the hall is still the same hall, something is clearly different from before.
Everyone was delighted, they knew that they could finally get out of that evil circle.
Several of the disciples who had gotten lost at last have reappeared in front of everyone.
But no one knew where the others had gone.
A middle-aged elder who failed to find his disciple said angrily, "He is really incapable of accomplishing anything, but always fails! He failed at the critical moment!"
"Has anyone seen Master Jing's disciple?"
"Young Master of the Qin Family?"
"We haven't found all our own people yet, why are you still concerned about outsiders?"
"What you said is wrong. What do you mean by caring about outsiders? Those who come here are all from my sect. What's wrong with you? Are you discriminating against others?"
"Alright, alright, stop arguing. You're not a three-year-old child. How can you get lost?"
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Zhang Jinhuai looked around and indeed, he couldn't see the young man who followed them. He lowered his head, frowned, and calculated for a while.
Seeing the result of the hexagram, his brows furrowed even deeper.
Zhang Baodou looked at him carefully: "Uncle Junior, please don't tell me that something happened to the young master of the Qin family, right?"
"No." Zhang Jinhuai shook his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about, with a somewhat amused look on his face.
Why worry?
The real owners are here.
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After Jing Cheng received the news, he quickly rushed over here.
Fu Le accompanied Jing Cheng through two thrilling hours, during which he nearly became food for the demons several times and felt like his soul was about to be torn apart. When he heard that they were going to enter the haunted house again, he refused to continue no matter what.
"I was scared to death by the haunted building in our school. This time it's a commercial building. Compared with the ghost of a broken dormitory building, the ghost of a building... If I follow it this time, won't I be reduced to ashes at any time?"
There was still a trace of fear on Fu Le's face. It was obvious that what happened tonight had left an indelible shadow in his heart. He said decisively: "I will never go!"
The tone seemed to be saying: I don't want to serve you anymore!
Jing Cheng felt a little disappointed.
Because Fu Le has a simple mind and an unlucky physique, it is easy for him to attract those evil spirits. He is the "best partner" (……) of every Taoist priest who loves to slay demons and eliminate evil.
"Okay, I'll take you back to the hotel first." Jing Cheng thought about it and agreed. After all, this was a dangerous activity, and he couldn't force Fu Le to nod. "No matter what you hear tonight, don't go out. If we come back, we will send you a message in advance."
Demons are born unlucky, insidious and cunning, and are very good at bewitching people.
In previous tragedies, many unlucky people were lured out of their homes because of "auditory hallucinations".
There’s no telling how many demons are still hiding in the ancient city, so it’s always a good idea to be more careful.
Fu Le's relaxed heart was lifted up again after hearing his half-warning words, and he felt hairy all over: "It's okay if I don't go out? What if the monsters get in? I've been out with you for so long tonight, and I'm still catching their kind. Those monsters that escaped probably know me, right?"
"Don't worry about that." Jing Cheng comforted him, "Demons cannot enter the house unless you 'invite' them. As for ghosts, what are you afraid of since you have a talisman?"
A house is not just an ordinary residence, it also includes houses like hotels and inns.
Once a house is built and people move in, it becomes a "home" and the aura here will be different.
The most original function of a house is to provide shelter.
Humans invented houses, so houses only protect humans.
Ghosts who were human beings in their previous lives can enter the house.
However, demons cannot enter the house because they are not "human" unless they are "invited" by the owner.
There is a folk legend that there are twelve main gods in the house, which are the righteous ghosts from heaven. If the owner is smart and brave, or does good deeds and accumulates virtues, the twelve main gods will protect him and no demons or ghosts will dare to attack.
On the contrary, if the host of the house is cowardly and incompetent and does all kinds of bad things, the twelve main gods will "bully the host". In the mildest case, "guest ghosts" will be invited to disturb the house. Minor illnesses and losing things are no big deal. In the worst case, the host will "bring disaster upon himself" and either die or become disabled.
Otherwise, why do we say “If you don’t do bad things during the day, you won’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door at night”?
Of course, if you have lacked good karma, there is nothing wrong with placing some Feng Shui ornaments in your home to suppress evil spirits, but if one does not do good deeds, he will end up hurting others and himself.
You need to figure these out yourself.
Fu Le was worried and confused, but he understood that as long as he didn't go out, there would be no problem.
However, he thought that he was following Jing Cheng, a great man who knew him inside out, but Qin Yan was following people from the Taoist Association, and he didn't know if they were reliable. If something happened, they would be out of reach...
Is his brother still alive?
Damn! This is a terrible idea!
"Then I'll leave my brother Yan to you!" Fu Le was so scared that he tried to remain calm and said, "You must bring him back with his hands and feet intact."
“…”
Jing Cheng glanced at him, not knowing what he was thinking about again. He didn't say anything, but just nodded.
After sending Fu Le back to the hotel, Jing Cheng left without looking back.
Fu Le looked at his hurried back, and a very classic line suddenly came to his mind: My beloved is a peerless hero, and one day he will come to marry me on a rainbow-colored cloud...
Fu Le: “…”
He shook his head quickly to get rid of this terrible thought.
Brother Yan is definitely full of offensive power!
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The people from the Taoist Association were still marking time, and the young disciples were discussing nervously with each other.
"Oh, this is really weird! Didn't we all break through the wall of evil? Why are there only these few people left?"
"They say that demons are cunning, but I think ghosts are cunning too. One ghost can break through the wall and tear us apart."
"I see that although there is a lot of negative energy here, there is no resentment, which means there are no evil spirits here."
"Then there must be no evil spirit here. If there was an evil spirit here, Director Zhang would have taken action long ago."
"I just listened to you guys talking. Where are the ghosts? Where are they? Why can't I see any of them?"
"When I came in just now, I noticed that the Yin energy in this building is unusually heavy." Seeing everyone walking around anxiously, an elder of the Zhang family couldn't help but speak up, "Have you noticed that the location of this commercial building and the highway just form a reverse bow evil."
"What is the reverse bow evil?" someone asked softly.
The sound was as ethereal as an illusion, as if it came from a very far distance, bringing with it a gust of cold wind.
Zhang Jinhuai's heart skipped a beat and he turned his head suddenly, sweeping his sharp eyes over everyone calmly.
However, the Zhang family's elder did not notice anything wrong and continued to explain to them.
"The reverse bow is also called the sickle. The building is in an arc shape, like an open bow and arrow, or like a knife, slashing towards you, shaped like a sickle. Or the nearby streets and overpasses are in a reverse bow shape, like a sickle, with the corners pointing directly at the door or window, and the blade pointing at the building. The vehicles on the bridge or street come and go, like dragging a knife..."
"Usually, if this type of building is a residence, the owner's family is prone to accidental bloodshed, serious illness, financial loss, etc. If it is a commercial building, the business will not go smoothly, gradually decline, and it will be difficult to retain talents. No matter what industry it is, it will end up in losses."
At this point, the elder said with a serious expression: "If you keep having bad luck for a long time, it will easily breed bad luck, and over time, it will inevitably become a disaster!"
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Update, update, there are too many three-dimensional things, I almost broke my legs these days Orz
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