Lin Du was in the illusion and was about to move around this place when he suddenly heard a voice, "Who!"
Lin Du saw a blue shadow at a glance, his eyelids twitched, and he put an invisibility charm on his body. Then he swooped down and slapped Yan Qing on the back with the invisibility charm.
The scholar in blue shirt was about to scream, but Lin Du blocked his throat, and then forcibly dragged him behind a rockery by the back of his neck.
Only then did Yan Qing realize that it was his junior uncle. His eyes widened and he opened his mouth to find that he couldn't make any sound, so he could only raise his hands to make gestures.
Lin Du directly used his spiritual consciousness to send a message and said, "If your consciousness is not blocked, you can directly send a message to me. Don't alert the people in the ghost realm. Otherwise, the ghost realm will collapse and we will be locked in his territory and unable to escape." go."
Yan Qing's stature has grown steadily over the years, and he is considered thin even in a blue shirt. Now he is hunched over and forced to curl up, fearing that others will notice him.
"Okay, little uncle!"
Lin Du's attention was still in front of the wing, but when he turned around and took a quick look, he seemed to see a prawn that had just been fished ashore.
"What are you doing hunched over? Did I hit you? Stand up straight!"
Yan Qing wanted to say that he was beaten, but he didn't dare to say it. He pointed at the rockery in aggrieved manner, "I am taller than the rockery."
This rockery is indeed not high, even only a few inches higher than Lin Du. Yan Qing can reach the height of the rockery without standing completely straight.
Lin Du hummed perfunctorily, "I know you've grown taller again, so what?"
"Don't you want others to see you?"
"Why do you think I'm photographing you?" Lin Du sighed, "I put an invisibility charm on your back. You'll be fine within a stick of incense. Don't worry. I pulled you behind the rockery to avoid your conditioned reflex. Draw your sword."
The strong spiritual energy fluctuations caused by drawing the sword will definitely be noticed.
Yan Qing stood up straight now, and the people in front of the wing had disappeared.
"Uncle Master, how can we break this ghost realm?"
Lin Du answered the question incorrectly, "This ghost is a good ghost!"
Yan Qing:? What kind of good ghost would be used by such a vicious formation!
The punishment of not being reincarnated is undoubtedly extremely cruel for the monks.
Lin Du smiled, said nothing, and just continued walking with Yan Qing.
After walking for a while, Yan Qing suddenly became curious, "Why can't I always reach the backyard? There is obviously one, but not in this ghost realm."
"You're on to the point here." Lin Du smiled, "Because his memory is not deep about the backyard."
"Let's go to the main room in front."
The two of them walked back into the main room and walked back to the front door from the back door when they heard a suppressed cry of pain.
"lady!!!"
"Your condolences. Her body was discovered outside the city by business travelers passing by. Because they had been protected by you, they recognized her as your wife and asked me to bring the body back."
The corpse was wrapped in a straw mat, and it was obvious that he felt a little sorry for it. Now that the straw mat was opened, the body was disemboweled, and the freshness in the illusion just now was no longer visible.
The bright beauty who was both happy and angry turned into a pile of rotten flesh.
Lin Du and Yan Qing looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help but frown.
"My son is missing and my wife is dead. I think it is normal for him to do anything excessive." Yan Qing sighed and suddenly realized that his junior uncle was looking at him with a strange expression.
"Young man, this idea of yours is very dangerous." Lin Du looked at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing was silent for a moment and hurriedly explained, "Uncle, I didn't mean that! Really! You have to believe me."
Lin Du smiled, turned his head and looked at Shen Yan who was holding back his grief, and lowered his eyes to think for a while.
Now there are two clues. Evil demons outside the city are the norm, and children in the city frequently disappear.
Lin Du suddenly noticed a tiny bit of ash.
"Is that... incense ash?"
The structure of incense ash and dust are not consistent, and the state of staining on straw mats and clothing is also different.
The monk's eyesight was far beyond that of ordinary people, and Yan Qing was told by Lin Du that he could also see the fine incense ash stained on the woman's body.
Lin Du thought of a temple in the city when he was exploring the city.
Why would evil spirits go to temples? Even the god of incense and fire has a spirit.
Suddenly, the illusion shook, the wind howled, and the biting cold poured into the two people's bodies. The scene in front of the hall had disappeared like powder.
An old Taoist dressed in black, with a Nuo mian with black fangs on his face, appeared in front of the main room, holding seventeen Tongmei in his hand, and was chanting some instructions.
He lowered his head, and the red spot on Nuo's face was slowly going down, and it turned out to be blood.
There was a black coffin placed in the main room. At this moment, about seven or eight people suddenly appeared. Several of them held pulse-sealing nails in their hands and murmured, "Brother Shen, don't blame us. You lost your wife and children, and you turned into a devil with just one thought. I almost broke the statue in the temple and provoked public anger. Without a god, who will protect the people in our town? Now that the god is angry, we all have a hard time..."
The tall young man had lost his life at this moment. He was forced into the coffin. The pulse-sealing nails were driven into his body. The lid of the black coffin was slammed shut, and a spiritual talisman was quickly attached to the coffin board.
Then several people worked together to introduce the wronged soul into Xiaoqi Pass.
Lin Du's sharp eyes saw that before the coffin was closed, the nails on the yin veins seemed to have moved upward.
The evil wind roared, and the soul of the victim who had been forcibly extracted from the body struggled in the air, but was pressed into Xiaoqi Pass by a group of people.
This is what happens after death.
It was also the moment of deepest resentment.
There were bursts of ghostly cries, like shrill screams, silent cries, children's cries, and women's stern voices.
Yan Qing frowned, "It seems that things are not that simple. Those who are blocked may not be bad people. Junior uncle, what should we do now?"
Lin Du thought thoughtfully, "There are eight gates of Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Death, Jing, and Kai. It is generally impossible to escape from the three auspicious gates of Kai, Xiu, and Sheng, and the three unlucky gates of Death, Jing, and Hurt."
"The feng shui of this mansion was originally very good. It faced north and south, and the door opened to the southeast. The door to life was in the northeast. The door to life was supposed to be in the backyard. And everything in the fantasy just now, this main house is located in the southwest, it looks like the door to death. .”
Lin Du changed the subject, "But this is a ghost land."
"Ghosts are different from living people. This is upside down. The door of ghosts' life is the door of death for humans, and the door of death for ghosts is the door of life for humans."
Lin Du stood in the main room, holding a heavy iron folding fan in his hand, pointing at the black coffin, his eyes firm, "This is our birth gate."
Yan Qing could understand it before, but when Lin Du said it was upside down, he couldn't understand it at all, but he chose to believe his junior uncle.
Lin Du took off the invisibility charm, and the ghost realm noticed the presence of strangers. Resentment surged out and attacked Lin Du with a ferocious roar.
Yan Qing was so frightened that he immediately stood in front of Lin Du and slashed out with his sword, "Young master, be careful."
The straight golden sword energy pierced the churning black ghost energy, splitting the ghost energy that had almost condensed into substance.
Lin Du had already walked around the black coffin, stretched out his hand to uncover the yellow talisman, and the folding fan in his hand had been opened smoothly. The sharp spiritual light rubbed against the exposed nail surface, scratching the paint surface of the black coffin until it curled up. Stacked.
The folding fan closed suddenly, Lin Du slapped the coffin lid with his palm, and the seven spikes were suddenly knocked into the air.
Everyone in the stands who witnessed this scene couldn't help but exclaimed.
"This Lin Du actually wants to lift the coffin board again?"
"This is the place where ghost resentment is most concentrated, and it is the period where the resentment before death is the deepest. It is clearly either the gate of death or the gate of shock! What kind of formation genius is this?"
Some people wanted to rush in and shake Lin Du awake. He was so young and so good-looking, but he was still blind.
"No, Lin Du is right. There is indeed the Shengmen and the Illusion Formation Eye. The black coffin is in front of the Shengmen. Unless Lin Du opens the coffin and pulls out the nails that seal the Yin veins, the Shengmen will never be found." The head of the Lianheng faction blurted out.
"But if this is the case, the soul-sealing array will be completely destroyed. Isn't this ghost about to come out? If the nail is not pulled out, the person trapped in the illusion array will die. If the nail is pulled out, the person will be torn apart by the evil ghost, or die. ah!"
"This ghost is really smart!" Someone sighed, and then said sadly, "What a pity."
It's a pity, Lin Du clearly saw it, but she still chose the pulse-pulling nail to open a new life.
In the illusion, the young man in blue shirt was holding a big knife and fighting against the ferocious ghost spirit, while Lin Du was focused on lifting the coffin board.
Lin Du raised his hand and directly opened the coffin board of the black coffin. Seven blue yin fires suddenly rose up. Lin Du did not pause. He closed the folding fan. Ignoring the burning pain of the yin fire, he directly inserted the seven vein-sealing nails. removal.
In an instant, the dark wind stopped for a moment, and then suddenly burst out from the coffin. The coldness penetrated people's skin like needles, and the ghost's roar penetrated into people's eardrums with overwhelming resentment, like thousands of ghost hands scraping. It rubs people's eardrums and shakes their souls.
Within the black coffin, the body had disappeared.
Lin Du quickly grabbed Yan Qing, who was wielding a knife, and jumped into the black coffin with him by the collar.
