Several people were sitting on the bus watching the three people in front of them eating and drinking like starving ghosts, and couldn't help but ask.
"You're all so hungry, why don't you go out?"
After finishing his meal, Sloppy burped unceremoniously, "Does that mean I don't want to go out? Try and see if you can find a way out?"
Taomu Jiandao took out the compass from his bag and said, "The magnetic field is out of control. We can't tell the direction."
He was a little puzzled. "We didn't notice anything unusual when we came in, so why can't we get out?"
The sloppy Taoist priest and his two fellow apprentices have been hiding from the thousand-year-old ghost these days. Although they are in a very miserable state, they have also gained some information.
"This thousand-year-old ghost harmed several fellow disciples and then gained their memories. This mass grave is a fog array. Although it is simple, there are many living people here."
"He used the more than 1,000 tourists who didn't escape to set up a formation. Those 1,000 tourists are in a state of suspended animation, but if they are not rescued after half a month, they will be truly dead."
He looked solemn, "We can't break the formation by force, otherwise those ordinary people will die."
The Taomu Sword Daoist said, "Then we have to kill the Millennium Ghost King before we can break this formation and save people, right?"
The hot-tempered Taoist priest said, "You haven't been able to deal with that thousand-year-old ghost for years. Now, if we all join forces, can we not deal with him? Let's just find his lair and kill him."
"Brave but foolish."
"No brains."
The sloppy Taoist said bluntly.
"Do you think that the Millennium Ghost King can be defeated simply by sheer numbers?"
"He has so many living people in his hands. What if he threatens us with them while we are fighting him?"
“Although we did not kill the person, the sin of killing will eventually befall us.”
"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work either. So what do you think we should do?"
A group of people chattered and discussed for a long time, but no one said anything.
The sloppy Taoist walked to the driver's seat. The bus driver's protective door had been removed by An Jingzhi. The sloppy Taoist stood aside and looked at him without saying a word.
An Jingzhi's scalp tingled when he was looked at by him. "Master, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You came here by yourself, didn't you?"
An Jingzhi was a master at playing dumb. "What did the Taoist priest say? How could I possibly come here on my own? It was arranged by the higher-ups. I heard that several Taoist priests were trapped, so they arranged for me to come here to help."
The sloppy Taoist priest bluntly exposed his lies, "Although there are still many doubts about you, I know you are not a bad person."
"Before I left, I told Xiao Su that he would never let you come to the province. You acted first and asked for permission later."
An Jingzhi was too lazy to pretend anymore and said with a bad face, "Master, I know you are in danger here. Although we have known each other for a short time, we are still acquaintances after all. I can't just watch you die, can I?"
"Since I have the ability, I am willing to help you."
"I know you think I'm not capable enough, but Taoist Priest, please believe me. I can control this bus."
The sloppy Taoist looked at An Jingzhi deeply. What the other party said seemed to be expressing something. It seemed that the other party was not as ignorant of the changes in the bus as he said.
It's just that the other party is unwilling to tell him, and it's impossible for him to use such evil magic as soul searching.
But he just needs to be sure that An Jingzhi is not a bad person.
The car looked shabby and even worse than before he left. It seemed that An Jingzhi's journey here was not so smooth.
He sighed, "Thank you for your hard work."
"I won't ask any more questions. I just hope you don't do anything evil. Otherwise, I will definitely kill you myself."
An Jingzhi smiled and said, "Master, this day will never come."
"Since you say you can control the bus, then tell me about the situation of your bus."
The sloppy Taoist priest had a new idea.
He didn't use An Jingzhi before because he still had doubts about An Jingzhi and had concerns about the bus.
If the bus can really be controlled by An Jingzhi, then there is no need to worry about it not working properly at times, and the bus's limits can be known more accurately.
An Jingzhi did not exaggerate and gave a detailed introduction to the situation of the bus.
Although the bus has the power to attack ghosts due to the merits of his soul, it is ultimately just a bus.
After a long journey and driving on so many dilapidated roads, the already dilapidated bus will probably be scrapped in another six months.
He was not quite sure about its specific attack capabilities, but it had the ability to protect itself. As long as it entered the bus, not to mention the Thousand-Year Ghost King, even the Ten-Thousand-Year Ghost King would not be able to get close.
After listening to An Jingzhi's introduction, the sloppy Taoist priest found it a little unbelievable.
He has begun to wonder if An Jingzhi is the reincarnation of an ancestor?
Or was he a virtuous person who had lived for hundreds of generations? Otherwise, who would have such great ability to obtain such a powerful magical instrument?
He now understood that the mutation of the bus had nothing to do with any incident. It was only because it was in An Jingzhi's hands that it was a magical weapon. This was probably why they had not found a way to start the bus.
After learning about the situation on the bus, the sloppy Taoist and several others quickly made a plan.
A group of them went searching for the Millennium Ghost King at noon.
But this is the dojo of the Millennium Ghost King after all. If the other party doesn't come out on his own initiative, they really won't be able to find it.
What they were mainly looking for was not the Ghost King, but the formation.
The Millennium Ghost King's knowledge of formations came from fellow disciples including the sloppy Taoist priest, so they naturally knew how to break the formations.
If we can’t break the formation directly, shouldn’t we let them take over?
An Jingzhi's bus could ignore the obstruction of the formation, and he drove out in a hurry.
A group of police officers, special police and special agents outside surrounded the car as soon as they saw it coming out.
"Go prepare a thousand pigs for me, quickly!" An Jingzhi quickly conveyed the request before they started asking.
Seeing An Jingzhi's serious expression, the staff present did not have time to ask more questions and immediately sent someone down to prepare.
In less than ten minutes, a thousand pigs were caught and An Jingzhi transported them in batches.
Every time a batch of pigs is brought in, a batch of people are sent out.
These people were tourists who were previously captured by the Thousand-Year Ghost King to fill the formation.
After finding the formation, the sloppy Taoist and his men split into two groups. One group beat drums and gongs and went to look for the Millennium Ghost King in a grand manner, while the other group was responsible for rescuing the people in the formation, and An Jingzhi was responsible for transporting the pigs and people.
After they were brought in, live pigs were used instead of living people.
The sleeping thousand-year-old ghost king was indeed attracted by another group of people who were trying to find him in a big way.
As soon as the irritable Taoist priest and his men met the thousand-year-old ghost, they were beaten back by the other party.
In order to attract the attention of the thousand-year-old ghost, everyone used all their magic tools and threw them upwards, hoping to attract the thousand-year-old ghost for a while longer.
The formation was set up by a thousand-year-old ghost. If they tried to move the formation without attracting the thousand-year-old ghost first, the ghost would definitely notice them. That's why they divided their forces.
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