The old man raised his head and stared at me, with the sun shining between us.
Pilgrims passed by the side door. Young people prayed for success in their work, young lovers prayed for a lifetime, middle-aged people prayed for the safety of their children, and old people offered incense just for family reunion.
The old man looked at me: "Boy, a living person will not fight against evil!"
I nodded: "Your Majesty, I know you do it for my own good, but you have to try everything!"
"Young man, don't be too arrogant and be calm!"
"What you're saying is that you can still call yourself a young man if you're not arrogant!"
"Okay, you are just like me when I was young. I can't persuade you! If you encounter something that you can't solve, you can go to the Shoucai Street next to the funeral home and find a coffin master!"
"Guan Gong? Such a big name?"
I had a bad taste in my heart: "Well, old man, did you also like my grandma very much back then?"
"like very much!"
"Now?"
"The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains!" The old man looked like an immortal. Coupled with the incense smoke from the Chenghuang Temple, he really looked like an immortal.
Just a few hairs fluttering in the wind spoil the image.
I held what grandma left behind.
A book, written by grandma, has no title and no rules of cultivation.
It is said that hundreds of years ago, a group of people with great abilities had a fight, which caused the yin and yang to be reversed and the spiritual energy to be exhausted.
The Yang world is also separated from the underworld.
Grandma said that there were the most ghosts and monsters in the world during those hundreds of years.
Later, due to the war in the entire world, there were too many dead souls, and the underworld was not as full of yin energy as the Yang world.
The two worlds are turned upside down again!
With the help of the underworld, the barrier between the two worlds was officially opened.
Only the Yin difference can freely enter the Yang world.
But there are still some powerful ghost kings and fairies hovering in the human world and refusing to leave. The ghost kings come to the human world and their strength is damaged, so they cannot defeat these ghost kings.
At that time, it was the peak age of Maoshan Warlocks, but with the advent of another era, Maoshan became a thing of the past.
In this era of depleted spiritual energy, human beings basically do not practice cultivation.
Except for some powerful sects with special cave heavens and blessed lands, the warlocks of Nomao Mountain only practice some skills.
The glutinous rice and the wood struck by lightning are in conflict with each other.
Methods such as the yellow talisman and the black donkey's hooves all rely on the power of the Yinsi.
That’s why grandma will enter the underworld after she dies. If my guess is correct, grandma should have had a relationship with the underworld early when she was alive.
Otherwise, how would I have the chance to worship the City God as my godfather?
I opened the rules. It is said to be a cultivation rule, but it is better to say it is an experience book. It is full of ways to encounter different ghosts, how to escape, and how to distinguish ghosts.
This is my grandma’s decades of experience.
There is a small box inside which contains some magical artifacts left by grandma.
I put everything into my old bag, walked out of the Chenghuang Temple and got on the bus.
My destination was the villa last night, and I wasn't sure what else was in the villa now.
However, Hu Zhihua had left the hospital last night and I could not find his whereabouts.
I can run away from the monk, but I can't run away from the temple.
There must be information about their identities in the villa, and I have to find even a little bit of information.
Get off the car and come to the familiar door.
The security guard was changing guard. The young security guard saw me and was surprised: "You haven't left yet?"
I held the breakfast in my hand and said, "Well, the villa is very big and there is no food in it. Come out and buy some. Why is my uncle back?"
The young security guard shook his head: "No!"
"Then I'm in!"
I put a pack of Huazi on the table in the security room: "You guys smoke, brother, I'll leave you a phone number. If my uncle comes back, let me know."
"My aunt doesn't want to see me. It was my uncle who let me live in secretly. I have to leave early when they come back!"
As a young security guard in a wealthy area like this, he knows very well what kind of discrimination the rich are facing!
He patted his chest: "Don't worry, brother, hug me!"
"There are all our good buddies in here, I'll let everyone take a look at it for you!"
I took out another pack of Huazi from my backpack and put it on the table: "Thank you very much, brother! I'll go back first!"
Building 14 during the day is completely different from that at night.
The big villa during the day was completely different from the scary version at night. It looked magnificent. When I opened the door, I felt a different mood.
If my life hadn't changed because of what happened last night, I might never have the opportunity to visit a place like this in my life.
The room was still in the same mess, and the fear in my heart was temporarily suppressed.
He put his hand in his backpack, and there was a peach wood nail in the bag he brought from the City God's Temple.
It was my grandma's most precious thing. When I was a kid, I wouldn't even look at my grandma. She said it was the only magic weapon she took with her when she left Maoshan.
A peach wood nail carved from centuries-old lightning strike wood. The nail is full of yang energy.
Generally, little ghosts will be scared to death when they see them.
I am confident that even if the ghost from last night appears again, I will have a way to deal with it.
It's just that the sunlight moves from the west to the east of the villa, but there is no change in the room.
I took the peach wood nails and searched through the entire villa. Except for a piece of snake skin on the second floor, I found nothing.
Night comes quickly.
I sat on the sofa in despair. No matter how I tried to kill ghosts, I couldn't find the enemy and there was nothing I could do.
"Dang!" A sudden voice broke my thoughts.
I'm actually a little excited at the moment.
The sound came from behind the door, and I was holding a peach nail in my hand.
Immortals use magic weapons to consume spiritual energy, while mortals like me who have never practiced magic use Maoshan's magic to consume their own luck and lifespan.
Still, I wasn't willing to back down.
"Ding!" The voice is getting closer and closer. I want to seize this last chance.
I held my breath, afraid that my breath would disturb this unknown thing.
The sound stopped with my breathing.
There is wind outside the villa, and a clock is ticking inside the villa.
Suddenly a beam of light shone in from the window, and an old voice came to my ears: "Who is inside?"
I didn't answer.
The old man continued: "I know there is someone. If you don't say anything, I will call the police. Come out quickly!"
I was a little disappointed when I heard the alarm.
Because I heard that the owner of this voice should be a stranger I had met.
"Uncle, it's me! We met last night!" I walked out of the shadows behind the door.
There was a skinny figure outside the window, wearing a loose security uniform.
It was the old security guard who met me last night.
When he saw me, he was a little confused: "Are you still...still there?"
"Well! My uncle hasn't come back yet, I'm waiting for him here!"
The old security guard shined his flashlight around the room: "Why is this place so messy?"
"I drank too much yesterday and smashed it myself. Don't worry, my uncle knows all this and he won't look for real estate!"
The old security guard sniffed around outside the window: "Did you smash it when you were drunk?"
"Why do I smell a smell that doesn't belong to the earth?"
I realized later: "Are you also a person on the Yin and Yang Road?"
I suddenly felt happy, as if I saw a beam of light in the dark night: "Then do you know where my uncle has gone?"
"He's not your uncle!"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, he's not a human being, you are a human being!"
