"By the way, Master, how is things going in Huangshi Town now?"
Zhang Zhiwei temporarily suppressed his thoughts of transforming himself into a god and asked.
The leader of Ziyun Temple said: "The situation is very bad. The ghost named Xia Liuhong kills one of the families every night, and the method is extremely cruel. Last night, a family of thirteen was killed!"
"It's so vicious. If you know it's haunted there, wouldn't the people in the town know how to run away?" Tian Jinzhong asked in confusion.
"Little Gao Gong is joking. Now that the war is in chaos, where can we run? Moreover, there are thousands of people in a town who all have a lucky mentality and think that disaster will not happen to them!" said the master of Ziyun Temple.
Zhang Zhiwei also nodded and said: "That's right. Ghosts are born with resentment and are the most vindictive. If they really target you, there is no use running out of this town. Since the situation is critical, we won't delay any more and head to Huangshi now. town."
"Everything depends on Xiao Gao Gong. By the way, Xiao Gao Gong, if we go this time, what kind of altar will we set up?" Master Ziyun Temple asked.
"No need, I am a moving altar of the Five Thunders of the Divine Sky. Lead the way and go directly to the town!" Zhang Zhiwei said calmly.
"this……"
Several old Taoists from Ziyun Temple looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and did it. They pretended to be disciples and candidates for the Celestial Master to lead the way. They were afraid of being a bird.
"However, the two young masters will wait a moment while I prepare some preparations!"
"OK, no problem!"
Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said, he knew that Taoist priests who majored in talismans were indeed more ink-stained before setting off. After all, they had to prepare their methods.
After waiting in the temple for a while, Temple Master Ziyun and several other old Taoist priests came out fully armed.
Zhang Zhiwei's eyelids twitched.
I saw only a few people still holding Fuchen in their hands, with talismans in their waist pockets. They were all wearing apricot yellow Taoist robes, with Bagua mirrors hanging on their chests.
Carrying two swords on his back, a mahogany sword and a copper coin sword, and the Liuding Liujia flag on his shoulder, he looked like a performer.
It seems that the ghost in Huangshi Town scared the people of Ziyun Temple to death last time. This outfit has been arranged... Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.
Tian Jinzhong was also stunned and silently glanced at the five peach wood swords on his back. As a sword-carrying junior, he was still too restrained.
"The little master laughed at me and lost several disciples in a row. He didn't dare to prepare enough!"
Master Ziyun Temple noticed the looks in Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong's eyes and explained with a wry smile.
"I understand, let's go!"
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Afterwards, the group headed straight to Huangshi Town.
This time, because there were so many people there, Zhang Zhiwei didn't transform into a crane and hurry up, nor did he use his god-shaped armor and horses in a hurry. He just took a dozen or so people from Ziyun Temple and passed by in a mighty manner.
After walking for about half an hour, Huangshi Town came into view.
It is already midnight, and although it is not completely dark yet, every house in Huangshi Town is already brightly lit.
Even the poorest families don't care about saving at this moment. They light a few more kerosene lamps to light up the house.
"As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own debtor. Xia Liuhong is the daughter-in-law of the mayor's family, and she was also ordered to dip into the pig cage by the mayor. If she has a grudge, she will be the first to go to the mayor. Where is the mayor?" Zhang Zhiwei? ask.
Master Ziyun Temple said: "It should be in the ancestral hall in the town. Ever since the town was haunted by ghosts, the mayor has hid in it and dared not come out. Even when he came to ask us to remove the ghosts, he sent people!"
Zhang Zhiwei said: "The ancestral hall has been worshiped by descendants for many years. If the incense is in full bloom, it can indeed ward off evil spirits and protect future generations. But the ghost named Xia Liuhong can overturn the altar, and this ancestral hall may not be able to stop it." Bar!"
"this……"
Temple Master Ziyun pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Logically speaking, that's the case, but the last time we came here to do it, he was still alive and well!"
At this time, Tian Jinzhong, who had been listening silently, suddenly had an idea: "Is there some incredible treasure in the ancestral hall in that town that can suppress evil spirits?"
"That's a good idea, don't think about it next time!"
Zhang Zhiwei said something and took out a heaven and earth audio-visual talisman.
This was what he had done before. Although the Heaven and Earth Audiovisual Altar is also very simple and can be used at any time, it is not as convenient as making a talisman.
With a thought in his mind, after using the audio-visual talisman of heaven and earth, Zhang Zhiwei's consciousness heightened and he could see the overall situation, overlooking the heaven and earth, and had a panoramic view of the entire Huangshi Town.
In his eyes, the ancestral temple in the center of the town was filled with a dark and evil atmosphere, filled with resentment and resentment, as if it were covered with a cloud of gray mist, with smoke and fog, and a faint picture could be seen in the mist. The blurry face was distorted and struggling, appearing and disappearing intermittently, wailing and screaming to the sky.
Zhang Zhiwei suddenly understood: "The ancestral hall has been occupied by ghosts for a long time. Let's go in and destroy her!"
Immediately, Zhang Zhiwei led everyone to the ancestral hall in the center of the town.
When I first entered the town, people looked around from time to time and cast expectant glances. Some people also sent some coins, begging everyone to surrender the ghost.
However, as we got deeper into the center of the town, fewer people came out, not even to look around. The doors and windows of every house were closed, and the atmosphere suddenly became eerie.
In the center of Yellowstone Town, it was deathly quiet, and everything was cast into a shadow.
The strong evil aura almost surged over, and Zhang Zhiwei and his party felt that the air was a little thick as they walked among them.
Faintly, the sound of singing and suona came from the wind.
It was so gloomy that it didn't sound like it was sung to humans, but more like it was sung to ghosts. I didn't know which direction it came from. When I turned my head to look, the voice came from behind again, and it sounded extremely strange. Infiltrate people.
"It's shivering, it seems to be coming from inside the house!"
Tian Jinzhong muttered, opened the windows of several houses, and looked inside one by one. He found that the residents in these houses were all haunted by evil spirits and confused.
Some were sleeping, with hideous faces, as if they were having a nightmare.
Some of them were chopping vegetables with a dull look on their faces. The vegetables were all gone, but they were still chopping with knife after knife.
Some had dull faces and were walking in circles in the room like zombies.
Some of them murmured to themselves with frightened faces, saying that they should not act against their conscience.
"Brother, something is wrong with these people!" Tian Jinzhong said.
"That's not right!" Zhang Zhiwei said: "This is the Qi from the outside world, which affects the Qi in the body, so it creates hallucinations. It is similar to the Feng Shui Qi game. To put it in layman's terms, it's like ghosts hitting the wall. If you don't want to be affected, just Activate the golden light spell!"
Hearing this, everyone took up the golden light to avoid the incoming evil aura.
Those present were all disciples of Longhu Mountain, and even those from Ziyun Temple could still cast the Golden Light Curse.
However, Zhang Zhiwei did not open it. His life cultivation was strong enough, and this evil energy could not affect him.
"The little master is so good at cultivation!" Temple Master Ziyun praised when he saw this scene.
"That's ridiculous!" Zhang Zhiwei said lightly.
"By the way, little master!" Temple Master Ziyun said solemnly: "Compared to last time, we haven't seen the ghost this time. The evil spirit has become so strong. I'm afraid this ghost has become stronger! "
"Are you sure you have become stronger?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.
"It's sure, and it's more than a step stronger. It shouldn't be. How can a ghost grow so fast?"
The face of Master Ziyun Temple was a bit ugly. He had been exorcising ghosts for decades, what kind of scene had he not seen before? But this is the first time I have encountered this situation.
Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while and said: "Maybe it's because this ghost was transformed by a prostitute who is good at playing the role of a soul. Advocate can seal the power of faith in a vessel for easy use when acting as a god. This ghost named Xia Liuhong may absorb He gained the power of faith in the ancestral hall and became stronger!"
While talking, Zhang Zhiwei remembered what his master said last time when he introduced Changyou to him.
The power of belief, although individual mortals are small, but the power of mass belief is beyond imagination.
And advocating excellence can collect and store the spiritual power revealed by the masses when they worship ghosts and gods.
When necessary, they will use these mental powers to perform what they are good at - acting.
Act until others believe, act until you believe, act like God with yourself, and become God with yourself.
In the current situation, the activist named Xia Liuhong no longer needs to act to the point of believing that she is a soul child.
Because she has truly become a soul child, this is already considered the third stage of the Divine Mask, but the role she plays as Li Huiniang is too useless, and she has no other abilities except a yin-yang treasure fan.
So, what she has to do now is to make others believe, make others fear, and make others awe, so as to absorb the power of these beliefs to strengthen herself.
In the final analysis, the power of belief is generated by people, so she did not kill anyone in Huangshi Town. Instead, she cut the flesh with a blunt knife, killing one household a night, making every household fear her.
As long as the power of this belief is strong enough, she will get rid of the weak identity of Li Huiniang and gradually become the ghosts and gods that these people fear.
"Want to transform into a living ghost or god? The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny!"
Zhang Zhiwei sighed in his heart.
This is a good idea and has a bright future, but just like what the master said when he taught him a lesson last time, this won't work if he doesn't have the strength.
No, didn't she encounter a stumbling block like herself today?
Moreover, even if she didn't come today, there would be other masters coming to take care of her.
Longhu Mountain is there and has killed several disciples in the temple. How can it accommodate her?
Being wiped out is certain, it's just a matter of time.
It's just that she was particularly unlucky this time, meeting herself at the beginning.
"However, what she is doing now coincides with my thoughts. Maybe I can get some inspiration from her!"
Zhang Zhiwei said to himself and continued to lead the team to the ancestral hall in the center of the town.
(End of chapter)
