Chen Zhenren: "The first thing is, you immediately disperse all the disciples, Taoist boys, and everyone comes down the mountain from now on!".
As soon as these words came out, countless faces suddenly changed color.
Chongming was surprised: "Master, what are you talking about? Tell everyone to go down the mountain?"
"Isn't the evil spirit coming?"
"Besides, what is it that makes everyone come down the mountain? How do you want me to explain it?"
"This matter is too important. Master, please think twice."
I looked around and then looked at Chen Zhenren's expression, and suddenly I guessed what he was going to do.
The Taoist priests in the temple were also frightened: "Master, what are you doing?"
"Why are you doing this, Masato?"
Chen Zhenren looked directly at Chongming and repeated again:
"Let everyone go down the mountain immediately, Chongming, you must do this"
"If you don't want your four uncles to die worthless"
"At the same time, the second thing is, after everyone goes down the mountain, you also go down the mountain to make sure that we are the only people on the mountain."
Chongming: "Don't you think...?"
Chen Zhenren: "That evil spirit is among us. It could be me, it could be Donor Zhang, it could be anyone."
"It first blended in among your four uncles and I failed to make a decisive decision, which caused it to escape among us. This kind of mistake cannot be made again."
"It must not be allowed to escape again, and its scope cannot be expanded!".
I took a deep breath,
Chen Zhenren's decision was too decisive...
He wants to seal the Skinny Ghost on Fulong Mountain and trap him in this temple!
Arrange everyone on Fulong Mountain to go down the mountain.
In this way, there is no possibility for the skin-dwelling ghost to change its skin except us, and its hiding range is also limited to us.
This move was not only for the safety of the other disciples in Fulong Mountain, but also to get rid of the Peeves.
Once the skin-peeling ghost sneaks into those disciples, it will be really troublesome.
When it was hidden in the bodies of four old Taoist priests, Chen Zhenren had no way of finding it.
Who can find him if he is really hiding among hundreds of disciples?
Wearing human skin, it is not afraid of Taoism, just like ordinary people. It is probably useless even to my wronged soul bone.
Chongming understood and was shocked. He wanted to say something.
I saw Master Chen waving his hand tiredly.
"Understood" Chongming nodded with difficulty and left.
The Erhu Taoist asked anxiously: "Xiao Chenzi, why don't you let me leave too? I don't know anything. Isn't staying here adding to the chaos?"
Chen Zhenren did not speak, but a questioning voice came out from among the Taoist priests:
"Uncle Erhu, why are you leaving? Maybe there is something wrong in your heart."
"I don't think it's impossible. After all, only Master Erhu here has no ability to protect himself. It might have been Master Erhu who had his skin changed when the door was closed just now."
The Erhu Taoist priest was so angry that his beard was trembling: "Who said that? Stand up for me!"
"Even I dare to doubt, what are your intentions?".
Questioning Erhu is just the beginning. The next target is Chen Zhenren.
A Taoist priest asked in disbelief: "Master, why are you doing this? Drive everyone down the mountain and leave us alone?"
"Don't you think your behavior is suspicious?"
"Although it is hard for people to believe and it is very disrespectful to real people, I still want to say that it is not impossible for real people to be dropped."
"Otherwise, why would the real person only keep us? It's not the real person who wants to get rid of us, right?"
Another Taoist priest immediately opened his mouth and cursed angrily: "Asshole, look what you said, you dare to doubt even a real person, you are the most suspicious!"
"How could a real person be dropped? Open your eyes and see clearly."
"The real person is here to protect his disciples!".
"But aren't we also disciples of Fulong Mountain?" someone said silently.
The scene was dead silent for a moment.
Although Chen Zhenren's move can trap the skinned ghost and prevent other disciples from being harmed,
But I, Erhu Taoist priests and other Taoist priests are almost equal to abandoned sons.
The safety of those disciples was obtained at the expense of our predicament.
The thin young Taoist priest slumped on the ground in a mental state, and asked Master Chen in a pleading manner:
"Master Chen, we won't be abandoned children, right?"
"Master, you have great supernatural powers, but you are just an evil spirit. How can a mere evil spirit dance in front of the supreme deity and the real person?"
"So the real person must be able to tell who the evil spirit is, right? If the real person leaves us behind, he can find the evil spirit, right?"
I kept silent, but everyone knew clearly,
If Chen Zhenren had his way, how could he watch the fat and thin Taoist priests killing each other, and the blind Taoist priests skinning themselves to death?
But even so, who doesn't have hope for Chen Zhenren?
Chen Zhenren is the person with the highest experience and Taoist skills among us, so the only hope can only be pinned on him.
Chen Zhenren came to the Taoist priest with a wooden sword and patted his head with his big hand:
"Don't worry, the evil spirit can't escape."
"The accounts of the four junior brothers will be settled today, and their deaths will definitely not be worthless."
"I vow to make that evil spirit disappear from this temple."
The Taoist priest's confused and distracted eyes gradually solidified, and excitement emerged in his eyes: "Really...".
The thin young Taoist priest's head flew up and turned around in his mouth, while his mouth was still moving.
"people...".
Blood spurted out and spread all over the ground...
It wasn't until the Taoist priest's head fell to the ground that everyone woke up.
Several pairs of people were horrified, with blank eyes. Chen Zhenren stood up bathed in blood.
The wooden sword in his hand left a trace of blood...
He faced all the Taoist priests with tears in his eyes: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry."
With a movement of his body, another sword pierced the throat of an unsuspecting Taoist priest.
Sting... The scarlet liquid spurts out, a torrent that cannot be blocked by the palm of your hand.
Chen Zhenren's face was filled with tears and he howled: "No... No, neither are you!".
Only then did the other Taoist priests react: "The real person wants to kill us?"
They were so horrified that they frantically photographed all kinds of talismans towards Chen Zhenren.
Chen Zhenren held the golden bell in his other hand and shook it. Suddenly all the talismans either spontaneously ignited or failed.
Whoosh... Another black object was thrown high, leaving thin water marks in the air.
Da...The black object fell in front of me, a pair of unbelievable eyes stared at me, and blood was still bleeding from the broken head.
My hands holding the bones of the wronged soul were shaking. In terms of reaction, I was even one step slower than those Taoist priests.
Because I never imagined that such a thing would happen,
Such a fantasy, such a bloody scene...
Master Chen is massacring Taoist priests!
Chen Zhenren's movements have not stopped. In terms of Taoism, he is better than everyone here, and in terms of aura, no one can stay rational in front of him.
Some of the Taoist priests did not dare to take action against him, and some did not dare to believe it.
Chen Zhenren cried like this and waved his sword. Every time he killed someone, he would murmur: "It's not you...why not..."
