Looking at Xuan Zhenzi who suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, I was so excited that I almost burst into tears.
Although the ghost tide still hasn't dispersed, the appearance of Xuan Zhenzi gave me a big reassurance. As long as this old man appeared, I would always feel at ease. I quickly waved to the thick fog and shouted,
"Here we are!"
Xuan Zhenzi did not come empty-handed. As soon as I shouted, a light appeared in the thick fog. A red lantern the size of a washbasin actually appeared in my sight, slowly floating from the direction where Xuan Zhenzi was standing. stand up.
There was a red thread connected to the bottom of the lantern, which was held by Xuan Zhenzi with one hand. As the red thread relaxed a little bit, the red lantern slowly floated into the air and came closer to us little by little.
As the distance slowly got closer, I discovered that the bottom of the lantern was covered with curved talismans. Under the illumination of the candlelight, these talismans formed a pattern, which was magnified countless times, forming a huge array pattern. Projected from high altitude.
Wherever the formation pattern is shrouded, the white mist is quickly disappearing, and the sound of sizzling smoke is endless, filled with the miserable wails of these lonely ghosts.
At the same time, Xuan Zhenzi's thunderous warning came to my ears, "Guard the spiritual platform, hold Yuan Shouyi, don't worry about anything, follow the guidance of the lantern!"
"……yes!"
I was so excited that I quickly took Huizhen and stepped into the formation pattern.
The array patterns projected by the lanterns enveloped us and blocked out the rolling thick fog. The sound of Gui's cries could still be heard all around, but with the barrier of the array patterns, these lonely ghosts could no longer harm Huizhen and me. .
A few of the more aggressive guys wanted to try to break through the formation pattern, but as soon as they stretched out Sen Bai's arm, they were rejected by the formation pattern, and thick black smoke immediately erupted from their arms, accompanied by several shrill sounds. He screamed, and his body turned into a piece of ghost phosphorus and exploded.
Master Mingtong maintained the posture of reciting the name of the Buddha, standing deep in the thick fog, exuding compassionate thoughts from his whole body, constantly attracting and delivering these dead souls.
The old monk's fat body contained countless energy. Wisps of golden Buddha light turned into "swastika"-shaped light seals, constantly dispelling the coldness in the thick fog. Unconsciously, the ghosts lingering at the foot of the mountain gradually dispersed. Go, I never want to be as cruel as before.
"Master!"
Huizhen's face was full of excitement, she quickened her pace and rushed to Master Mingtong, shouting with runny nose and tears,
"Why did you come here? Zhou Xuan and I have been dealing with the affairs of King of Hell Village these days, but there are too many innocent souls in this village. I simply..."
"I know everything, just follow me down the mountain first."
Master Mingtong smiled with a generous and kind smile, interrupted Huizhen's words, then looked at me and said in a very soft tone,
"Little friend Zhou Xuan, I owe you for taking care of my apprentice these days."
I was so frightened that I quickly clasped my hands and said, "Master, you're welcome. It should be Huizhen who has been taking care of me."
The thick fog gradually dispersed, and with the joint efforts of Master Xuan Zhenzi and Master Mingtong, the wave of ghosts that originally chased me and Huizhen quickly disappeared. We were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and follow him down the hillside.
After a while, we came to Xuan Zhenzi again, and I rushed up to him and asked, "Sir, why did you come here?"
"You bastard, why are you panicking?"
Xuan Zhenzi rolled his eyes at me, showed that mean expression again, turned to look at Huizhen behind me, and said with surprise,
"Oh, this fat boy was brought by the old monk? He has a bit of your demeanor when you were young. Could it be that you and the master of a nunnery caused it? The eighty-year-old clam gave birth to Hongzhu , Haha, it’s really shocking!”
Master Mingtong had a dark face and coughed, "Brother Taoist, this is serious. This is my disciple."
"Whether it's your apprentice or your son, we are all the heirs of your legacy, so it doesn't matter!"
Xuan Zhenzi grinned with yellow teeth and looked at Huizhen's body in a disgraceful manner. He also stretched out a pair of dirty claws and pinched Huizhen's body. His expression was as if he had seen it for the first time. It looks like a bear in the zoo.
I felt a little embarrassed, so I gave him a hand and whispered, "Sir, why are you touching this person?"
"Silly boy, I want you to talk more!" Xuan Zhenzi rubbed my forehead a few times, then pointed to Master Mingtong with a smile and pretended to say,
"This old monk and I already know each other. Logically speaking, you should call him uncle."
I quickly clasped my hands together, walked up to Master Mingtong, and respectfully called Master Mingtong.
Master Mingtong agreed with a smile, and winked at Huizhen. Before Huizhen could say anything, Xuan Zhenzi smiled and said, "Oh, it doesn't matter what you call me. The old man is ninety-six this year, little monk. Just call me grandpa."
Hui Zhen was a real person. Hearing this, he immediately called Grandpa. When he looked back, his master's face turned green. Only then did he realize that Xuan Zhenzi was taking advantage of both the master and the disciple, and he immediately didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Master Mingtong said with a dark face, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Brother Taoist is still so fond of joking. He is really funny."
Xuan Zhenzi smiled in a particularly vulgar manner, "Old monk, you haven't changed at all. After all these years, you still like to pretend to be serious in front of others. Have you forgotten about the time when you climbed over the wall to peek at the master's wife in the shower?"
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin!"
Master Mingtong almost crushed the beads and shouted to the Lord Buddha to forgive him. He also glared at Xuan Zhenzi angrily and cursed, "Old man!"
Seeing that this old kid still refused to give up, I quickly pulled Xuan Zhenzi's sleeve and said, "Master, what are you doing? Master Mingtong just saved me, can you stop making trouble?"
"You bastard, why are you interrupting what the adults are saying?"
Xuan Zhenzi glanced at me with his nostrils turned upward, and then asked me about what I experienced after entering the Yama Village.
I told the whole story aggrievedly. He stroked his goatee and nodded, stopped joking, and turned his eyes to Master Mingtong.
"Old monk, what do you say?"
Master Mingtong said seriously, "The poor monk went to the back mountain and found that the decoration left thirty years ago had been disturbed. It seems that someone got there first."
After he said this, Huizhen and I also thought of those floating corpses that appeared on the river bed, and hurriedly said,
"Master, yesterday the villagers found a lot of corpses washed out by the water on the river bed. These corpses were all dead not long ago. They must have entered the back mountain and destroyed your arrangement."
"It is possible."
Master Mingtong was thoughtful and said with half-squinted eyes, "In this case, those people may have already arrived."
Before I could ask who "those people" were, I heard Xuan Zhenzi snort again, "They are a bunch of people who don't know how to live or die. There is no need to pay attention to them."
I was full of questions, but I didn’t ask them. After Xuan Zhenzi finished complaining, he waved to me and said, let’s go. It’s too late. Let’s go to Xiao Qin’s house to have a rest. Let’s discuss what to do next when it gets dark. manage.
Master Mingtong nodded, called Huizhen and walked towards Yama Village again.
