Chapter 992 Taiyin Suppresses Immortal Bone Tower
At the west gate of Zhigu City, in the wasteland near the Qinghua Temple, there are graves of all sizes, graves next to each other, piled up, crowded, and pressed against the graves. I don’t know how many graves are crowded in this place.
It is the mass grave in the west of Zhigu City, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, common people, laborers, and Cao Gang sailors traveling from north to south.
Just from the floating corpses that wash up from the Jiuhe River to the Haihe River every year, hundreds of them are buried here!
Bodies floating in the Haihe River, merchants coming and going, refugees fleeing famine, dead families, green skins killed in fights, people dying of starvation on the road, nameless people being robbed and killed, as long as there is no way out and no relatives to collect the bodies, they will be buried here.
at.
Because there are too many graves, there is no place to bury them!
Hundreds of years ago, a monk and two people persuaded the prefect at that time to build two high towers to collect the remains.
Then the big merchants and various trade associations in Zhigu City paid people to pick up the exposed bones everywhere, enshrined them in the pagoda, and made funeral arrangements for these bones and some widows and lonely people and poor and helpless people.
For this purpose, a Bone Burial Society has been specially established. On the eighth day of April every year, the White Bone Empress and Ten Thousand Ghosts Ceremony is held in front of the White Bone Tower to "reveal souls and pardon orphans" and "resolve grievances and grudges"!
During the day, pedestrians and business travelers who pass through the west gate have to take a detour. At night, no one dares to come. There is not a single house within ten miles.
Today, a group of visitors from the north, wearing deerskin coats and dog-skin hats wrapped around their ears, lined up through the cemetery and arrived here.
The leader of the old man put his hands in his sleeves, hunched over his waist, and on his face full of wrinkles and wind and frost, his eyes were particularly bright, staring at the direction of the canal in the south, where there seemed to be a little afterglow of the sunset remaining on the horizon, which had not dissipated for a long time and was gorgeous.
It's like blood.
The old man looked solemn and said in a low voice: "A ghost car dripping with blood is a sign of great misfortune!"
A sturdy man next to him took over and said: "Second Master, in such a lively and crowded place, no matter how ferocious it is, how can it be as ferocious? No matter how ferocious it is, can it be as ferocious as the old forests in the northeast? There is not even a bear here. Please come.
How can those gangsters in the woods, who are fierce and aggressive, who wink and wink without moving for a long time, as fierce as those bearded men in the woods who are prone to killing people?"
"That ghost-faced bear, wearing a coat and hat, comes down the mountain to knock on doors and eat people. How can we, the sheep and ginseng guests, not meet him once or twice in the winter?"
"The bearded man in the forest shoots every person he meets. He goes down the mountain to grab money and women, and slaughters villages at every turn. He even eats human flesh in the caves on the mountain. Humans are not like humans, and monsters are not like monsters..."
"Lao Qi..." The old man turned to look at him: "Do you want to stay here?"
The young man called Lao Qi opened his mouth. Thinking of the joy of watching operas, juggling and going to the brothels these days, he nodded fiercely: "This Zhigu City is a lot of fun, I don't want to go back to the old forest!"
The young men next to him didn't dare to speak, but they also had approval in their eyes.
'Second Master' took a deep breath of white breath and watched it dissipate in the night sky. He whispered: "I also know that it is fun here. In previous years, we searched the mountains for treasures. One hundred-year-old ginseng can only be purchased for a few rings.
Just a few years of happiness."
"It's good to go straight!"
"A hundred-year-old ginseng costs a few hundred taels of silver. How happy it is to spend it! When I go to a restaurant, I have never heard of the names of the dishes. Listening to operas and storytelling, wow! What a skill! It's wonderful. Crosstalk, that's it.
If you have real skills, it’s not expensive to listen to you for a day. Good things from the south, gadgets from the capital, and rare things sent by foreigners from overseas...how wonderful!”
The second master also had a light in his eyes, but he changed his words: "But this is also a place that eats people without spitting out their bones!"
"Those who tell stories and talk about cross talk, those who sing operas and paint with big painted faces, those who sell medicine, those who juggle, those who wrestle, those who steal Buddhas and break into Buddhism, and those with martial arts skills!"
"How skilled must these gangsters be to survive in Zhigu!"
"We sheepherders know the rules in the forest, but the rules here... do you understand? Those hundreds of years of yin and yang blood ginseng cost us six lives, and the entire ginseng gang was almost destroyed! But that
It's just a precious medicinal plant raised by the nobles in the capital. We just wanted to live a good life for a few days, and didn't the shamans come to our door? As soon as their leader sat down, our family immortals had to kowtow."
"Send the blood ginseng, I don't want it..."
The second master patted his chest and said, "The white money is spilled, but it's our lives that are at stake!"
"But such a tyrannical shaman leader almost lost his life on the first day he entered Zhigu. Not one of the five great immortals survived!"
"These days, we have been provided with good food and drink for us, and a small amount of three thousand taels of silver has been spent. We are only asked to deliver a piece of paper. Once we enter the bone tower in this mass grave, we will kowtow when we see the empress! My child, how can I do that?
It's so simple!" Mr. Er said earnestly.
At this time, someone behind him was panting and trotting up to the crowd.
But it was a four-eyed Taoist priest wearing a diorama, with a swag on his shoulder, holding a compass of heavenly stems and earthly branches and crape myrtle in one hand, and holding a chess flag in the other hand. He was out of breath and running with a pale face.
Come over: "Let's go... let's go! The yin energy is heavy, don't stop too long!"
The second master, the ginseng picker, saw that he calmed down the ups and downs in his chest in a blink of an eye, showing his strong Qi-nourishing skills. Moreover, the ginseng pickers in the old forest had many taboos and respect for the monks and Taoists, so he cupped his hand and said, "Sir, please take your time.
, but is it the Taoist Priest Siyan of Nanmaoshan who takes care of us?"
Si Yan was a little distracted and urged: "Come on, hurry up! The dragon gate in the south opened, alarming many ghosts and gods. There are thousands of years of mass graves here, and there are countless ghosts and ghosts. Go to the Bone Tower before talking."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone could only speed up their pace.
In front, several figures were silhouetted in the mist, all seeming to be looking at them.
The young people who joined the gang were a little nervous, but they still headed in the direction of a tall tower with a six-story spire in the mist that had risen at an unknown time.
The gray mist in the air curled up, dry and white, not like a wet mist, but more like a kind of smoke rising from the cracks in the ground. As the white mist enveloped this space, the sky and the earth changed.
It was chaotic, as if there was a kind of light illuminating the place, I don't know if it was night or day.
Four Eyes lit a handful of sandalwood and handed it to everyone: "This mist is Yin Qi mixed with the Heavenly Corpse Evil. It's just Yin. Don't let the Heavenly Corpse Evil enter your body. A serious illness is a trivial matter. Being poisoned by the corpse poison
If it’s stiff, it’ll be troublesome!”
Several young guys turned pale.
At this time, Siyan slapped his forehead and shouted: "Forgot! Zombies are a trivial matter. I just lost a corpse king in Zhigu the day before yesterday! The corpse king was transformed into a nine-eyed fire demon by the saint of the White Lotus Sect. It stands to reason that
It seems that there will be a severe drought in Zhigu for at least three months, but it rained within a few days."
The four-eyed Taoist priest chatted with each other as if gossiping, while looking at them intentionally or unintentionally from the corners of his eyes.
"I asked a few young apprentices to collect a few buckets of rainwater. The rainwater in Tianjin Port was fishy, ​​the rainwater in Jiuhe River was yellow, the rainwater in the South Canal was extremely heavy, the rainwater in the North Canal was cold, and the rainwater in Ximen was extremely corpse-like, and the ground
The energy is hidden."
The gray corpse energy gathered towards them, and the sandalwood surrounded them, pushing the corpse energy out.
Occasionally, a few strands fell down, but when they reached the guests, they were offset by a vague medicinal fragrance and failed to enter the body.
Si Yan glanced at them: "Nine-Eyed Fire Demon can't drive away the clouds here, which means that there are many things around Zhigu that are comparable to the Drought Demon. There is one in the Ximen Mass Grave, and it is also a corpse king, and
…”
The second master, the old ginseng guest, already looked solemn when he heard the word "King of Corpses".
He stopped!
At this time, the other half of the four-eyed Taoist's words came out of Yahuazi: "And, it's probably an earthly immortal!"
The four-eyed Taoist priest held the copper coin magic sword on his back with his backhand. The white mist in front of him was as thick as a curtain. Behind the white curtain, a shadow of two feet tall with long arms and legs was standing in front of everyone.
Just looking at the shadow, it is almost as high as the Bone Tower. Its hair is pulled up in a bun on its head. Its hands are pointing together like a statue of a god and making seals. When the wind blows, the robes on its body flutter in the wind.
The four-eyed Taoist priest rang the Three Saints Exorcism Bell urgently. The rapid ringing pierced the white mist, causing all the ginseng guests who fell into silence with the appearance of the figure to suddenly wake up. The second old ginseng guest hurriedly took the package from behind and opened his hands.
The first thing I put on was a white deerskin robe.
"I'll cover the immortal!"
The second master shouted sharply, and the white deerskin robe in his hand moved toward the tall figure.
The fog was cut open by the ringing of the bell, and a pair of claws with extremely long nails poked out of the white fog.
The thumb, middle finger, and little finger of its left hand gathered together in the palm of the hand, pinching the Three Holy Secrets. The nails were nine inches long and grew on the dry branch-like fingers, like a small dagger.
In his right hand, he grabbed five daggers towards the second master's heart...
The bronze magic sword slashed at the nail, making a sound of metal clashing, and even sparks burst out from the collision. The Taoist with Four Eyes sheathed his sword and retreated quickly. The talisman in his hand flew out like lightning, turning into three orange-red fireballs and falling on them.
Enter the figure.
The white deerskin robe wrapped the figure like a living thing. The fireball fell on the white deerskin and instantly burned into a flaming man, and the blazing Yang Qi rushed towards his face.
Check out the correct version one by one!
The second master looked happy and shouted: "Samadhi is really hot!"
He drew a red thread in his hand and flew forward to strangle the figure's neck, but the four-eyed Taoist behind him shouted: "Get back!"
When the second master heard this, he flew up and stood up. He kicked his feet on the grave and made two deep footprints. His whole body turned sharply and flew back. However, he saw the figure's clothes flying around and his long body.
His sleeves fluttered, sweeping off the white deer skin that looked like a living thing.
His long sleeves rose from his claws and wrapped around the magic sword.
At this moment, the ginseng pickers could clearly see where the sleeves were. They were clearly made of white hairs like feathers and threads. The dense white hairs wrapped around the bronze magic sword like a fly whisk, instantly sucking the sword into the white mist.
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The figure bit the magic sword, and the sound of metal friction and chewing could be clearly heard in the mist. It lowered its head to chew on the magic sword, and within a moment, it chewed up the Maoshan magic sword and swallowed it.
The Taoist Priest with Four Eyes took off the box behind him, and the light from the four bronze mirrors flew towards him. He held one in his left hand and right hand, and stretched out two hands under his ribs, holding one each. The light from the four mirrors were facing towards
Gather in one place.
"Shaoyin and Shaoyang, old yin and old yang. The four images gather to avoid demons and suppress evil! King Qin's bone mirror appears!"
The mirror light penetrated the white fog and shone on the figure's face.
I saw that most of its face was covered with a foot-long white hair, and only a pair of purple eyes were exposed. It did not have the slightest turbidity of a zombie, but had an inhuman and alien feeling!
The white hair flutters in the wind, like clothes flying, looking like the corpse king wearing a tattered, but white and elegant crane cloak.
The top of its head is pointed, like a high crown, and in the vast mist, it looks like an ancient immortal who is left alone in the world...
The faint light in his eyes is still dazzling under the convergence of four mirror lights!
"Earth Immortal!"
There was a look of horror in the eyes of the four-eyed Taoist priest. Even though he had thought about it several times, seeing this ten-thousand-year-old corpse king up close and waiting for the existence of an alternative realm of immortality still shocked his heart, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were all shaken.
Sliding down in panic.
"Senior has already become an immortal, why bother making things difficult for us juniors anymore!"
Taoist priest Four Eyes bit his fingertips and pressed them against the temples on both sides of his forehead. Bloodshot eyes burst out, and red veins penetrated his eyes. However, he saw that the pupils suddenly wriggled and split into two, sliding towards the left and right sides of the white eyes.
, in the four pupils, the divine light surged, staring at the figure in front of him.
The figure reflected in the four pupils suddenly raised its head, and the entire face of the Earth Immortal was filled with irises.
"You...are...also...an immortal..."
As if the strings of an interfering piano were pulling, the corpse language, so hoarse that it was impossible to tell whether it was the sound of wind or human voices, fell clearly into the ears of Taoist Four Eyes.
"Four... eyes... heavy... pupils... your... previous... life... also... have... become... an immortal!"
"That……"
"Why...why...you...want...to...come...back?"
The pupils of the four-eyed Taoist trembled, and the two black eyes kept colliding in the eyes, as if they were about to merge into one again, and there were more and more bloodshot eyes, until the two eyeballs rolled and rotated under the eyelids, and even moved towards the depths of the eye sockets.
Drill in.
The white deer skin that fell on the ground gradually filled up, and countless rabbits and mice seemed to be crawling under the leather jacket. Gradually, a white deer raised its head high and stood up from the ground. The mist above its head opened a crack, and a crack appeared.
A ray of moonlight falls.
The four-eyed Taoist priest suddenly raised his head and stared at the moon above his head.
In his pupils, the silver moon occupies everything.
In those eyes, the shadow of the Earthly Immortal gradually faded away, and finally, the bloodshot eyes shrank back little by little.
In the bright moon in the four pupils of the eyes, a laurel tree made of flesh and white bones grew silently. The laurel tree was like countless arms, fingers stretched out, and the irises were pulled out from the deep pupils.
Those arms bit by bit caught the shadow of the Earthly Immortal reflected in the eyes of the Four-Eyed Taoist Priest.
One, two, or seven or eight-fingered palms pressed the face of the Earth Immortal. As four or five six hands slowly covered the Earth Immortal's face completely, the shadow of the Earth Immortal reflected on the four dark eyes gradually became smaller.
Being dragged into the bottomless pupils by those countless arms, like the branches and leaves of a laurel tree spreading out!
Opposite, the earth fairy in the heavy mist fell into silence. Even though it was wrapped in the mist, the ginseng pickers could still feel its indifferent gaze like a fairy.
In the Bone Tower in the distance, a chime sounded suddenly.
The Earth Immortal disappeared in the mist in an instant, or it could be said that it merged directly into the mist. Then the mist parted, and the Bone Tower suddenly appeared in front of everyone in the moonlight.
"Praise to the Master of the Taiyin Mirror!"
Chapter completed!