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Chapter 16 The walking corpse holds food and chants a curse on the grave(1/2)

 The wind howled on the long street of Danyang Town.

"When we start later, should we cast spells first or use firearms first?"

"Needless to say, the power of the five thunder talismans drawn by Uncle Xie is very powerful, but I don't know if it can kill this righteous god who was canonized by the imperial court!"

"It's better to use firearms! Bullets don't recognize any righteous gods, so they will drive him to pieces!"

Zhang Muzhi recalled that during the warlord rule in his previous life, a commander bombarded the Dragon King Temple with artillery fire, threatening the Dragon King with rain.

At that time, the end of the Dharma was approaching, and even though it was difficult for the Dragon King of the East China Sea to show his saintliness, he still had to bring rain under the threat of firearms.

Although his own firearms are not as good as cannons, can this city god who was made from a mere ghost soul be as good as the Dragon King of the East China Sea?

Although Zhang Muzhi insists on refraining from killing, he is not a pedantic person. He only thinks that the city god is a ghost with malicious intentions.

If a Taoist priest kills ghosts, can that be called killing a living being?

Jiangning City God was just about to let Yin Cha take down this little Taoist priest with shallow cultivation, when he was suddenly stunned.

"Why is this splashing so exciting?"

During his lifetime, this City God was just a policeman named Zhou. He was lucky enough to gain popularity, and it happened that Taizu of the Ming Dynasty granted the title of City God to the whole world. By chance, he took the position of Jiangning City God.

He was used to observing people's words and expressions during his lifetime, so he naturally saw Zhang Muzhi's hidden excitement.

"Turns out he is a hidden clumsy person! He wanted to trick me into taking action first!"

When the City God thought of this, he lowered the car curtain and sat back in the car.

Dian Li, Tingwei, the second civil and military judge, has made up his mind. Once the City God gives the order, they will run away.

During their lifetime, these two people were the officials and Tingwei of Jiangning County Government, and they were also the bosses of Zhou Captou.

After Zhou Baotou became the city god, he recruited the two of them as his subordinate Yin gods. Isn't this the following crime?

These two are not willing to accompany the City God to die.

The court officer and the official looked at each other and smiled:

"This head-catching city god is also confused and wants to die. He wants to attack the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain!"

"I knew this guy was a weakling. Didn't he shrink back?"

The two judges smiled apologetically at Zhang Muzhi and held their hands in mid-air, then turned around and flattered the City God in the car.

"The master is really merciful and doesn't care about this Taoist priest's crime of rushing against the law!"

"Master, let's take it as a face to sell the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain!"

In the car, the City God thought of the thunderous light in the Taoist priest's eyes and the eager expression on his face, and felt a little scared in his heart!

"This Taoist priest is also a treacherous person!"

Hearing the words of the two gods, Ting and Wei, who were outside the car curtain, the City God's face softened slightly: "Let's drive!"

The crowd rearranged the ceremonial guard, appeased the ghostly horse pulling the cart, and moved forward again. After a while, they were far away.

The wind stopped and people on the street were talking about it.

Zhang Muzhi asked a middle-aged passerby: "Uncle, what is ahead?"

The passerby was slightly startled: "The little Taoist priest is new here? He doesn't even know about Yuanjue Temple? The monks there are very powerful..."

Having said this, he shook his head and left without saying anything more, holding his hands behind his back.

Zhang Muzhi was not disappointed when he saw that the city god did not take action.

"It seems that the City God and the monk from Yuanjue Temple still have some contact!"

The City God is a god canonized by the human court, and he is also under the jurisdiction of the underworld. He also listens to the instructions of the heaven in the upper world, but he has never heard of it having anything to do with Buddhism.

"I don't know why this Yin God is malicious towards me? Is it because of the Yin-Yang rift in Hengwang Mountain?"

Zhang Muzhi had some vague guesses, but he couldn't confirm it, so fortunately he didn't think about it anymore.

"It's better to practice hard first. When the time comes, the thunder method will be around you, no matter what your plots are!"

Zhang Muzhi looked up and saw that the sun had turned westward, then turned and walked out of the town.

The little Taoist priest was walking on the path carrying snacks, paper and pen, a baggage, and a wooden sword. When he came to a herringbone intersection, he suddenly heard the sound of rapid footsteps behind him.

The country road was narrow, so Zhang Muzhi quickly stepped to the side of the road to let others go first.

In front of him was a woman wearing a coarse cloth blouse, holding a large bowl in both hands and walking quickly from behind.

The bowl is steaming hot, as if it is filled with hot soup or other food.

"Are you rushing to deliver food to people?"

As soon as Zhang Muzhi had this thought, the woman's figure walked past him.

A gust of wind came towards me, and there was a coldness in the wind.

"Why is it similar to the Yin Qi when the City God passed through the border just now?"

Zhang Muzhi's heart moved, and he hurriedly used his Dharma eyes to look at the woman's back, and sure enough, he saw gray Yin Qi diffused on the figure.

"It turns out it's a ghost. Those city gods just now are the culprits. Because they were canonized, they can't see the gloom!"

"No! The sun hasn't set yet, what kind of ghost dares to come out?"

"It makes a sound when walking, but it doesn't sound like a ghost. Could it be a walking corpse?"

Zhang Muzhi saw that the woman's figure was getting farther and farther away. He didn't have time to think more, so he hurriedly followed her.

Walking corpses are people who are able to get up and walk after being stimulated by yang energy after death.

If you eat the blood of chickens and dogs, you will turn into zombies and other evil spirits, and then kill people.

Zhang Muzhi did not dare to neglect, walking like the wind, and after about a stick of incense, he finally caught up with the woman holding the big bowl.

"Most walking corpses jump around, but this woman's feet are so fast, it's really weird!"

Zhang Muzhi became unsure again and shouted:

"Sister-in-law! Wait a minute! But what's the emergency? I may be able to help you!"

The woman holding the bowl didn't seem to hear her, her feet moved faster, her body was as fast as a running rabbit, and she was far away in the blink of an eye.

"How can this be the foot strength of a normal person?" Zhang Muzhi quickly ran to catch up.

After running for another quarter of an hour, I saw the woman turning into the wasteland beside the path, then jumping three times and two times, and then disappeared.

"Fortunately, I have practiced martial arts, otherwise I wouldn't be able to catch up!"

Zhang Muzhi stopped by the road and looked in the direction where the figure disappeared, but it was a cemetery!

It was completely dark at this time, and a crescent moon rose quietly in the east.

The monks have sharp ears and eyes. Even though his hands were scattered during the chase and he did not use his Dharma eyes, Zhang Muzhi could still see that there were local steamed buns everywhere in the wilderness beside the road.

Some graves have collapsed tombstones and are overgrown with grass, while others have fresh soil and neat stone monuments.

Zhang Muzhi calmed down, walked into the cemetery, and then looked around, but found no trace of the woman.

"That woman is definitely not a ghost. Since she has an entity, how can she disappear without a trace?"

Zhang Muzhi then squeezed the magic weapon with his hand and used his thunder eyes to look around.

The scene before my eyes was different. There was a house on each grave.

Some have cornices and grand entrance halls, while others are shabby houses with thatched roofs and mud walls, and there are even abandoned houses with broken walls.

These various houses gather together to form a village.

There were shadows of people moving in various houses, and some people even opened the door, stretched out their heads and peeked at where Zhang Muzhi was standing.

Zhang Muzhi uses his thunder eyes. To a stranger, his eyes are just clear and bright, but in the eyes of a ghost, they are the vision of rising thunder.

Therefore, the spying ghosts deliberately avoided the eyes of the little Taoist priest, and no ghost dared to approach.

"It turns out to be the haunted house where ghosts live before their lives are over!" Zhang Muzhi secretly thought.

Humans have a yang lifespan, and those who turn into ghosts after death will naturally have a yin lifespan.

After the Yin ghosts are judged by the King of Hell, those who have committed the most evil crimes are sent to hell to suffer. Most of the ghosts have not yet exhausted their Yin life, living in their own Yin houses, providing food, rice, oil and salt, living and working, living as they did before death.

Only when your Yin life is exhausted will you be led by Yin Chai to reincarnate.

Where do ghosts get what they need to live?

One is to look at the offerings of one’s descendants, and the other is to earn incense money by working for the ghosts of the wealthy.

Although Zhang Muzhi knew that this world had magical powers, it was the first time he saw so many ghosts, and he felt awkward:

"Although I'm not afraid, it's inevitable that blind ghosts will come to cause trouble!"

Zhang Muzhi didn't know how terrifying his Dharma Eye was in the eyes of ghosts, so he thought he was unlucky and used the magic spell to protect himself.

So I recited silently in my heart:

"The Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all energy...the wisdom and wisdom are intertwined, and the five energies are soaring. The golden light appears quickly, covering my body!"

After reciting the divine mantra, it will come true, and the light of nature will arise from the mind, moisten the five internal organs, and illuminate the whole body.
To be continued...
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