The man's eyebrows are thick and connected in a straight line, his face is calm and intimidating, and his whole body exudes awe-inspiring righteousness, making people involuntarily feel safe.
The image of this person is exactly the same as the Maoshan Taoist played by Lin Zhengying in Zhang Ze's memory.
A poem suddenly appeared in his mind:
Half a bowl of clear water illuminates the universe,
A talisman conjures ghosts and gods.
Stepping on the steps of Yin Yang and Bagua,
Holding a wooden sword in hand, he slays the demon soul.
With tears and wine, heroic spirit,
Taoism lasts forever in heaven, earth and people.
The red rope glutinous rice is still there today,
I don’t see Taoist Lin from back then!
…
Uncle Jiu saw Zhang Ze looking at him blankly and said, "What do you want me to do? I'm not a ghost!"
"Oh." Zhang Ze quickly looked away.
"Give back the lives of my mother and my son!"
The female ghost suddenly pounced on Zhang Ze. Uncle Jiu frowned, stepped forward and pushed Zhang Ze away, pressing his bloody finger on the female ghost's forehead.
Green smoke suddenly appeared from the female ghost's forehead, she let out a shrill scream, flew up to the roof with a whoosh, and disappeared.
Awen had already subdued the zombie and ran to Uncle Jiu, reminding him: "Master, this female ghost has a child."
"I know." Uncle Jiu looked around the roof with sharp eyes and said, "This is a mother-child ghost. In order to find food for her children, the mother ghost will pretend to be lost at night and knock on the door to ask for help. If the door is opened, no one in this family will be able to find food." Can’t survive!”
"What the hell! So vicious?" The Dragon King was surprised.
Uncle Jiu looked at Zhang Ze with an unhappy expression on his face and asked, "Didn't I tell you not to open the door if someone knocks on the door at night?"
"This... no one told me." Zhang Ze scratched his head, his face full of innocence.
"Awen! Didn't you tell them about this?" Uncle Jiu turned to Awen, who suddenly looked embarrassed and said: "I, I forgot..."
"Alas!" Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly. He really didn't know how to educate this stupid apprentice.
The giant god asked: "Master, where did that female ghost go?"
Uncle Jiu said: "Still in this lobby, because her child is also here."
Everyone followed his gaze and saw the dead child huddled next to a coffin, watching them secretly.
"I'll catch him!" Awen took out the yellow talisman from his arms and volunteered to catch the kid.
In fact, he felt that the little ghost should be easier to catch than the female ghost, so he could show off in front of the master and make up for his mistakes.
Uncle Jiu nodded and continued to search for the whereabouts of the female ghost. Zhang Ze, Giant God and others were also there to help.
However, the female ghost was very cunning and made no movement at all, as if she had disappeared.
"Where did this female ghost hide?" Yiye Zhiqiu looked confused.
The Dragon King said: "I think the female ghost has run away, right?"
Uncle Jiu took out a Bagua compass from his arms, made a secret in his hand, and pointed at the compass, and the pointer on it started to rotate on its own.
"Here!"
When Zhang Ze saw the red end of the pointer pointing north, he immediately turned around and found that the female ghost was hiding behind a pillar and staring at them with vicious eyes.
"If we all come together, we can beat her to death!" The Dragon King rolled up his sleeves.
"For the demons and ghosts in this world, physical transcendence should be useless!" He moved his knife and shook his head emotionlessly: "You still have to rely on Taoism."
Everyone looked at Uncle Jiu and saw him walking up to the ancestral tablet, bowing in obeisance, taking off an oil lamp, walking up to Zhang Ze and others, and said, "Which of you will take off your clothes and give them to me."
"Why are you taking off your clothes?" Dragon King looked curious.
Uncle Jiu looked at him and said, "Just you, take off your clothes, quickly!"
"Why?" The Dragon King looked depressed, but in order to catch the female ghost, he still took off his clothes and gave them to Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu spread the Dragon King's clothes on the ground, dipped his fingers in lamp oil, and wrote something on the clothes. Then he picked up the clothes and walked towards the female ghost.
"Aluo, use my Bagua disk to keep an eye on the female ghost's movements."
Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment when he heard Uncle Jiu's voice, pointed at himself and asked, "Did A Luo call me?"
"Who else besides you?" Uncle Jiu said angrily: "You let the mother and child ghosts in. The person who untied the bell has to tie the bell. You can find a place for the two of them later."
"Oh." Zhang Ze responded, but his heart was at a loss.
Looking for a place to stay? How to find it?
"Mind your own business! Dirty Taoist priest!"
The female ghost hid behind a pillar and bared her teeth at Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu showed no fear. He opened his clothes and covered the female ghost's head.
The female ghost moved very quickly, ducked aside, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"What does this old man do? Even the female ghosts dare not confront him."
The Dragon King was shirtless and marveled.
"This is an authentic descendant of Maoshan, a Taoist priest with one eyebrow, and is known as Uncle Nine!"
Zhang Ze introduced in a reverent tone: "Don't be afraid of gods and ghosts!"
"So powerful? I don't believe it!" The Dragon King expressed doubts. His family had been defrauded of a lot of money by magicians before, so he hated people who defrauded people in the name of exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts.
"Aluo, where did the female ghost go?"
Uncle Jiu shouted to Zhang Ze. Zhang Ze hurriedly looked at the Bagua disk and saw that the pointer was pointing to the south. He immediately shouted: "Uncle Jiu, it's in the south!"
Seeing that her whereabouts had been discovered, the female ghost hurriedly changed places.
However, no matter where she ran, she could be accurately pointed out by the Bagua Pan.
Soon, she was forced into a corner by Uncle Jiu. Seeing that she had no way to retreat, the female ghost became fierce and wanted to fight Uncle Jiu to the death.
It's a pity that she is no match for Uncle Jiu.
When she pounced on him, Uncle Jiu ducked to the side like a matador, and the clothes in his hand swung towards the female ghost, just in time to completely cover her.
Uncle Jiu made a secret with his right hand, pointed at his clothes, and flames suddenly ignited on them!
The flames quickly joined together to form a spell, which was exactly what he had written with lamp oil before.
"ah!"
The female ghost screamed in her clothes, her body twisted wildly, and she seemed to be in extreme pain.
"Find a jar quickly!"
Uncle Jiu held down the female ghost in his clothes while shouting to Zhang Ze and others.
Several people immediately split up to look for it, and soon found an empty jar from the bedroom and moved it to Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu drew a talisman on the void of the jar, then pointed the female ghost at the mouth of the jar, and shouted: "Take it!"
brush!
The female ghost was sucked into the jar along with her clothes. Uncle Jiu put a yellow talisman on the jar, pulled the Dragon King over, made him sit on it, and warned him: "Don't move."
"Why me again?" The Dragon King put on a bitter face.
After cleaning up the female ghost, Uncle Jiu looked at Awen again. At this time, Awen was being played around by the dead child. He had several bumps on his head and his face was stained. He shouted to the little ghost angrily: "Wait a minute. If I catch you, I have to spread your ass!"
"Lulu!"
The dead child stuck out his little black tongue at him, his face full of disdain.
Uncle Jiu hugged his shoulders and asked, "Awen, are you okay?"
"I, I have tried my best, Master!" Awen grimaced and lowered his head.
Shaking his head in disgust, Uncle Jiu said to Zhang Ze: "Go catch the kid. Remember, the kid is greedy. Find something to eat to tempt him."
"good!"
Zhang Ze looked around and saw many offerings scattered beside the altar table that had just been knocked over by the female ghost. He came up with a plan and immediately walked over to pick one up.
"Little devil, do you want to eat the offering fruit? It's very fragrant!"
Zhang Ze took the offering and tempted the kid, but the kid was cunning and refused to be fooled.
Zhang Ze was not in a hurry. He took a big bite and said with a face full of intoxication: "This offering fruit is so fragrant!"
The kid watched helplessly as Zhang Ze ate several offerings of fruit in one go. He couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva and crawled towards Zhang Ze involuntarily.
"Rakshasa, don't let this kid be afraid!"
The Dragon King shouted excitedly, but Uncle Jiu covered his mouth and said, "Don't scare the kid away."
At this time, the kid had crawled in front of Zhang Ze, and the distance between the two was less than one meter.
The kid stared straight at the offering fruit, refusing to crawl over.
It can be seen that this kid is very cautious, but he can't resist his greed, and finally crawls towards Zhang Ze little by little.
Zhang Ze put an offering fruit to his mouth and pretended to eat it, keeping his eyes on the kid while calculating the distance and time in his mind.
Finally, the kid crawled in front of Zhang Ze. The best time had come. Zhang Ze took action like lightning and grabbed the dead child's arm.
"Yeah yeah!"
The kid woke up instantly and yelled.
Zhang Ze held him firmly with both hands and shouted to Uncle Jiu: "Uncle Jiu, I caught him, what should I do next?"
Uncle Jiu had already taken action. He rushed to the kid's side and wrote a spell on his back with his bloody fingers. The kid made a strange cry and then stopped.
"Okay, you can let go."
Uncle Jiu patted Zhang Ze, nodded with satisfaction and said: "You did a good job, much better than my stupid apprentice."
Awen on the side lowered his head in shame.
After stuffing the kid into the previous jar, Uncle Jiu said to Zhang Ze, "After dawn, find a place for this mother and son to stay."
"Um, Uncle Nine, how can I find it?" Zhang Ze was embarrassed. He didn't understand Maoshan Taoism, let alone Feng Shui.
"This is simple." Uncle Jiu said, "I will tell you the method after dawn. Everyone has been working hard all night, so go to bed first."
Awen yawned and said, "I didn't sleep much this whole night..."
Seeing Uncle Jiu glaring at him, he hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.
"By the way, Uncle Jiu, why am I... here?" Zhang Ze scratched his head and said, "I don't remember anything. I seem to have lost my memory."
There are no prompts in this level of demonic realm, so Zhang Ze doesn't know why he is in Yizhuang, nor does he know what his relationship is with Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu was not surprised and said: "You have been under a sorcery, so you don't remember who you are."
"Evil magic?" Zhang Ze was shocked, and the expressions of Jushen, Yiye Zhiqiu and others also changed.
what's the situation? Got caught at the start?
"What kind of evil spell have we been bewitched by?" the Dragon King asked hurriedly.
"I've only seen this kind of evil magic in ancient books." Uncle Jiu held his chin and muttered: "However, this kind of evil magic was later lost. I don't know why it appeared in you."
He asked impassionedly: "What impact does this evil magic have on us?"
"It will kill you!" Uncle Jiu said with a serious expression, "Look at your belly buttons first."
Several people lowered their heads to check and found that there was a small red circle around the belly button. This was not painted on, but inside the flesh.
"This circle will get bigger and bigger. When it is big enough for a person to pass through, your death will come!"
Zhang Ze and others suddenly felt horrified after hearing this. Zhang Ze hurriedly asked: "Who gave us the evil spell?"
"I don't know. Your amnesia should be related to this person. He doesn't want others to know his identity." Uncle Jiu comforted a few people and said, "But you don't have to worry, I will find a way to save you."
"Thank you Uncle Jiu!"
Zhang Ze looked grateful. He had known that Uncle Jiu was kind-hearted and would not ignore death.
"By the way, Uncle Jiu, there is something else I want to ask."
Zhang Ze asked about the key and the stone door. Uncle Jiu looked confused: "What key is the stone door? I have never seen it."
At this time, the sound of cockcrow came from outside, and the east was gradually getting light.
Several people returned to the bedroom to continue sleeping. After a while, Awen's loud snoring sounded in the room.
Zhang Ze and others whispered about the current situation.
"This level of demonic realm is very weird." Shan Dao looked at the surrounding environment emotionlessly and said, "If according to what Awen said, this is the Republic of China era, then we should have gone back to the past."
"However, in the history of our Daxia Kingdom, there have never been such things as monsters and monsters. These are all feudal superstitions."
"But just now we saw zombies and female ghosts, so this may not be our world, but a parallel world."
The Dragon King scratched his head: "You are talking too convoluted. What do you mean?"
"Being emotionless means that we have returned to the past in a parallel world, and there are monsters and monsters in this world." Yiye Zhiqiu explained to the Dragon King.
And Zhang Ze thought further: "In the 21st year of the Republic of China, that is, 1932, the normal historical trajectory, the Anti-Japanese War has now broken out. I don't know if Daxia has been invaded by Fusang in this world."
They are now in Yizhuang, which seems to be a very remote place. They cannot know the specific situation of the outside world. They can only go to a larger place, such as a town.
"There's no hurry about this. We're already very tired. Let's go offline and rest first." The giant god rubbed his temples and said tiredly: "Although I slept for a while just now, it is better to sleep in the real world to relieve fatigue."
The five people said goodbye to each other and logged off separately.
…
"The mansion of the French tycoon Jean Bazelle, who was murdered some time ago, was sold for US$130 million yesterday, setting a new record for the transaction price of a lakeside estate..."
Duncan put down the tea cup and moved his eyes to the TV screen.
"I really didn't expect that Zhang Ze actually killed four Shuguang leaders..."
He shook his head slightly and said to himself: "If the God Envoy had gotten rid of this guy earlier, they wouldn't have died."
"However, the behavior of the divine envoy cannot be inferred based on common sense. I can only say that Zhang Ze is very lucky."
A servant came over and said respectfully in Duncan's ear: "Mr. Duncan, the team members are ready. We can follow you to explore the Demon Realm."
"very good."
Duncan stood up and said: "Tell them, we are going to the fifty-second level of the Demon Realm this time, and we will meet a man in black robe. This person is very important. No one is allowed to attack him!"
"Yes." Watching the servant exit, Duncan raised the back of his hand, and the pattern on it was glowing faintly. He chuckled and said, "Zhang Ze, let you live a little longer. After I completely clear the Demon Realm, I will twist your head off with my own hands!"
