Looking at Zhu Puyi walking outside with his head covered, Zhao Fuyun sighed in his heart.
A person passes under the statue of Chijun, but cannot be protected, and there is a person sitting in this courtyard who can protect him. After he is blinded from his own mind, he is just like a headless fly, like a person falling into the darkness. When people see a bit of light, they rush in, but they can't tell whether that bit of light is real or fake.
Therefore, people need to practice and maintain a little clarity at all times, so that they can shine in the darkest place, so that they will not be drowned in the darkness.
"Zhu Puyi!"
With a sudden shout, Yu Zhu Puyi saw a fire falling from the sky in the darkness, waking him up. Then the fire spread and quickly burned away the distracting thoughts that occupied his mind.
He could see clearly ahead of him, which was the door of Chijun Temple. Someone was still shouting outside the door: "Sir, come out quickly..."
However, the sound was like gnashing teeth, raw and ferocious. He backed away repeatedly. When he raised his head, he saw the statue of Chijun, and thought of Zhao Fuyun in the courtyard. He touched his chest and saw that Zhao Fuyun had given him a gift. My Chijun talisman is getting hot.
But before, he didn't feel it at all.
He bowed towards the statue of Chijun, feeling that the chill in his body was quickly fading and dissipating. He still heard the shouting outside the door. The sound was unpleasant, and it was clearly 'ghost language' floating around. He actually didn't dare to approach the temple gate at all.
He came to Zhao Fuyun's side, saluted Zhao Fuyun again and said, "Thank you for saving me again."
"How can I let you die in my temple?" Zhao Fuyun said.
The evil spirits outside could no longer be heard at this time. The silence was so terrifying that even the sounds of insects disappeared without knowing when.
Suddenly, a voice appeared again: "So, you are here, making it easier for me to find you."
Zhu Puyi looked up and found a person squatting on the roof to the northwest of the courtyard. It was more like a ghost than a person.
This ghost looks like a human and an animal. It is squatting on the roof. It has green hair growing on the top of its head. Its eyes are glowing with blood. Its hands are very long, and its fingers are like claws and hooks on the roof. Its feet are huge, and its whole body is Dark and undressed, he only stared at Zhao Fuyun below.
Zhao Fuyun had already stood up. He saw that this ghost was indeed extraordinary. Its aura was much stronger than that of Tang Ye who sneaked up on him that day.
From the perspective of raising ghosts and servicing ghosts, that Tang Ye is already the foundation of his path, but in front of a disciple of a large sect like Zhao Fuyun who is in the dojo, it is not enough, so that Tang Ye rushes in He was destroyed in the dojo.
At this time, this 'ghost' has been able to enjoy the incense here for many years. Every year, he devours some of his kind to strengthen his body. After enjoying the incense, and being able to make offerings, he has entered the realm of ghosts and gods, although he does not seem to know how to practice with incense. , there seemed to be tumors everywhere on his body, which were the scent of incense trapped in his body.
"You used a ghost body to break into the dojo that I established as the Red Flame Divine Lord. Is it because you think you have a long life?" Zhao Fuyun said.
The 'ghost' laughed strangely and opened his mouth: "I once heard from my brother in the mountain that the Taoist soul is the most wonderful. I have never been able to get what I wanted. I have endured it for more than half a month. Today I don't need to endure it anymore. I eat your soul and go back to the mountain." Who can find me if I take shelter in my brother's house?"
When he said this, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "When the guests in my brother's cave talk about the food Taoist soul, I can also talk about my taste."
"Excellent." Zhao Fuyun narrowed his eyes and replied.
The ghost on the roof smiled and said: "The nights are long and the dreams are many, but don't let your teacher come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a mass of rich black evil spewed out like the wind.
Zhu Puyi immediately ran into the house and closed the door tightly.
There was a bright light placed high in that room, giving him some sense of security.
And through the crack in the door, he saw that some of the light outside had disappeared, leaving only darkness, and he heard the whistling of the wind in his ears.
He thought of what he had heard when he was a child: "The evil ghosts can blow out black evil winds when they become tangible, and can blow people's souls out of their bodies. It is not something that ordinary monks can withstand."
He heard the howling wind, which was clearly violent.
He didn't know whether Zhao Fuyun could resist it.
But he heard a loud voice in his ears: "Chijun..."
This sound was not in the yard at all, and it was never enveloped by the wind. He vaguely saw someone under the eaves opposite, waving a beam of fire.
"burn!"
Then he heard a scream, and the black wind that filled the courtyard suddenly stopped.
When he came out, he saw an almost rotten paper figure on the side where Zhao Fuyun was standing, but Zhao Fuyun was standing under the eaves of the opposite corridor.
He was surprised that the person he was talking to for half the night was just a paper man.
"Teach me good spells." Zhu Puyi said loudly.
Zhao Negiyi came to an open space under the eaves, where there was a burning object.
Ghosts are formed by yin, and these "ghost hairs" are good negative materials. Zhao Fuyun wrapped it in paper. He remembered that some flags were woven with ghost hair.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
Zhao Fuyun looked at the sky and said, "Sir, please go back to the house. I'm afraid the matter is not over yet."
Here, there are three categories: ghosts, poisonous insects, and corpses. The corpses have no gods and need to be sacrificed, but the poisonous insects still have their poisonous gods. At this time, if you see the "ghosts and gods" coming, but not the poisonous gods, you should not be too happy too early.
At this moment, Zhao Fuyun heard the sound of hurried running outside, and then heard a hurried knock on the door, accompanied by a panicked and frightened voice.
"My lord, please help me, my lord, please help me, my lord, my lord, my lord, please help me..."
"Bang bang bang..."
There were cries and loud knocks on the door.
"It must be fake. It must be fake. You must not answer. These things have the ability to summon souls. If you answer, your soul will be summoned away." Zhu Puyi said anxiously. At this time, he was alert. He was just afraid. And forgot everything he knew, Zhao Fuyun knew.
"This person is real. His voice sounds like Li Yong's." Zhao Negiyun said.
"That ferocious young man with big eyes? The one who raises snakes?" Zhu Puyi asked: "That can't even open the door. How could he come here? There must be some fraud."
"Master Jiayu, there is a monster. The Gu God is a monster. My grandma is dead. Master Jiayu, please open the door quickly. Help, there is a monster..."
At this time, Zhao Fuyun shouted loudly: "Sit down at the entrance of the temple. Don't panic. Monsters don't dare to come to Chijun Temple."
"Jiaoyu, is this person real?" Zhu Puyi asked.
"Maybe so." Zhao Fuyun said.
"Then he said that his grandma was killed by a monster. Will the monster come in?" Zhu Puyi said.
"If he can't lure me out, he may, but I can't be sure. If I were him, I would flee into the mountains. But these monsters seem to be intelligent, but they are all greedy and vengeful. I have burned them So many Gu insects, in a sense, have burned his wealth, how can he not bear grudges."
"Then should we let that Li Yong in and ask him clearly?" Zhu Puyi said.
"No need, the God of Gu has the ability to bewitch. I once read a miscellaneous note in the mountains. In it, this type of powerful Gu is called a bewitching demon. It hides in the dark, bewitches people's hearts, and enslaves them. , people think they can enslave him, but in fact they are enslaved by him without knowing it."
