Chapter 89 Respectfully send the five ghosts back to the altar
In the past, I only knew that the idiom "deafening" was mentioned in books. Now in this deserted temple in the mountains, I finally felt it and truly experienced this shocking feeling.
The sound of thunder and lightning that people usually hear is from an unknown distance. If you get a little closer, you will feel that this thunder is really scary.
However, when a purple thunder that is really attacking ghosts and possesses the power of heavenly punishment falls very close at hand, the power is simply indescribable.
It can almost shock people to feel like they are out of body and their soul is out of body...
At this time, almost all the pain in my body left me, and the only thought left in my body was that Lang Hongyi and I should not be buried with the ghost's married daughter!
The soil below us is wet. If lightning strikes us, don't let us be electrocuted and burned into fried chickens!
Long before I was struck by thunder, I had clearly seen the only place where we could escape, which was the wooden worship mat that almost tripped me just after entering the temple!
The surroundings are shrouded in the dazzling white light of thunder and lightning, forming a small world of its own. The minimum measurement scale of time here is not seconds, but frames!
I grabbed Lang Hongyi and rushed towards the worship mat. I just prayed that my grandpa would be alive in heaven and bless me, the only remaining seedling of the Ye family, to be able to prosper in this difficult time.
Wood is an insulator. Only by falling on the small worship mat could Lang Hongyi and I escape.
There was a hard touch underneath me, which made my shoulders hurt. I couldn't help but groan, and Lang Hongyi also fell on his arm.
In addition to the thunder, there was a howl of pain, mixed with unwilling moans and roars. I knew that it came from the mouth of the ghost married woman, and now she was at the center of the thunder and lightning.
The smell of rotten meat filled our mouths and noses.
It feels like a full century has passed, but in fact it is probably only a short moment...
The light disappeared, everything returned to deathly silence, and the small temple was still dark, damp, and eerie.
The dark clouds dispersed and the hazy moonlight appeared again in the sky. I looked towards the ghostly married woman not far away...
The unusually strong figure wearing a tattered red dress had disappeared, leaving behind a pile of burning rotten flesh mixed with rags.
That disgusting and disgusting smell was emanating from the pile of rotten meat. I actually had a lot of fun thinking about some of the things I didn't understand before.
Why do all the real powerful mages like to be vegetarian? Could it be that they were stimulated by such scenes and lost interest in non-vegetarian food? I seem to be a little bit like that!
"Lang Hongyi, are you okay?"
"Ye Sanman, how are you?"
Almost at the same time, we both asked each other about each other's situation, and now we are still hugging each other tightly, huddled on the worship mat in a state of embarrassment.
The other person's face is very close.
My face felt a little hot, and I attributed this feeling to the fact that I had been caught in the rain. It was like a cold. I took the lead in letting go of my hands holding Lang Hongyi, rubbing my painful and swollen arms, and tried to stand up.
Body.
Lang Hongyi moved faster than me. He stood up first and frowned slightly as he moved. He obviously suffered some skin injuries, but there was no major problem for either of us, it was just that the pain was severe.
"This female ghost should be completely dead this time, right?"
Lang Hongyi may have been a little bit confused by the strange experience before, so he looked at the pile of rotten meat in disbelief and asked me.
I laughed helplessly, touched the mud splattered on my face, and said, "If she doesn't die this time, I will lie down and cause trouble to her without resisting. This night I feel that I am no longer able to survive."
Indeed, both of our physical strength was exhausted. Judging from the unstable center of gravity of our bodies while standing, it was really difficult for us to have the strength to fight again.
and……
Neither of us wanted to stay any longer in this small temple. After the battle and the lightning strike, except for a stone platform and four broken walls, there were no more remains in the small temple.
It seems that the young people who were attracted are not here.
Lang Hongyi helped me, who had severe back pain, and walked out of the temple. The place was still the same as when we came, with layers of grass and jagged rocks.
Even so, it feels much more cordial to us than that weird little temple!
The two of us found a big stone and sat down. Without Lang Hongyi's help, I collapsed directly on the stone, with my legs hanging down and my upper body flat.
In fact, my spine hurts so much whenever I exert force, and I pray without tears that a miracle will happen again and that I will never become a high paraplegic.
"You rest here for a while, I'll go in and look for any omissions."
Just as Lang Hongyi wanted to go back, the air around him began to become obviously colder. This feeling was very familiar to us, as a powerful ghost was approaching. He even grabbed the ghost stick in his hand in a defensive posture.
Because of the angle, I directly saw those powerful ghosts, their suspended bodies appearing in mid-air, while Lang Hongyi was still looking for strange things all around.
I couldn't help but pull down the corner of his clothes in front of me and reminded him, "Up there!"
He suddenly raised his head and saw the ghost generals from five directions appearing in the sky above our small world, surrounding us.
"Craftsman Ye, it's not too early now that the ghosts have been removed. Once our mission is completed, you can send us back."
The speaker is the Chinese Five Ghost Yao Bisong. His appearance is easy to recognize. No matter what time it is, the four ghost kings always guard their side. The one who appears in the middle or at the front must be this Chinese Five Ghost.
"Thank you all ghost kings for your help. I will make more ingots and incense candles to reward you when I go back."
My current posture is really a bit inelegant. It doesn’t matter if it’s funny or not, but it’s still the proper etiquette.
The King of Five Ghosts laughed, and the most talkative Five Ghosts from the East, Chen Gui, spoke first, "Little... little craftsman, don't... don't lighten... turn the ingot candles... give me some... get some...
Here comes wine...soil...land...the old man...is greedy for me...we came...just...just now..."
After hearing these words, I spent a long time trying to connect them together. When these few people were hiding just now, they encountered the black-faced land who loves to show off. This is because I blame myself for not providing them with wine.
It’s not a big deal, so I kept saying, “Don’t worry, everyone, there will definitely be no shortage of drinks!”
After reciting the spell to withdraw my troops, I had to sit up and hold my sword in hand. I could only look at Lang Hongyi for help. This man was quite transparent and helped me up from the big rock. He also used his back to support me.
I am a supporter.
"Please invite the five ghosts from China, Yao Bisong, the five ghosts from the north, Lin Jingzhong, the five ghosts from the west, Cai Ziliang, the five ghosts from the south, Zhang Zigui, and the five ghosts from the east, Chen Guixian, to quickly collect the Yin soldiers and return the Yin generals to the Dharma altar."
Every time my voice read the name of a ghost king, the figures of the corresponding five ghost generals disappeared after being handed over.
Their last voices came from the void, "With you inheriting the mantle of the Ye family, Uncle Reichai can feel at ease..."
"Remember our wine, girl!"
"With immeasurable merit, you can overcome difficulties."
"Girl, move the troops when you need more people!"
I couldn't tell who said what before, but Lang Hongyi and I understood the last sentence, "Ya... girl, look through the paper figures... go to the paper figures, there is... there is a surprise..."
Everything returned to tranquility, the moon had already set in the west, and it was almost dawn. This night was really more than thrilling, and mostly frightening.
As for the words of the Five Eastern Ghosts, Lang Hongyi and I were a little confused, paper figures?