The warm wind is gentle, and I walk on the green grass. Falling flowers are in my hair, and flying catkins are stained on my clothes.
The spring breeze was elated, the autumn moon was filled with sadness, and Yang Zhaoxi looked confused. In fact, he had no clear and detailed plans for this trip down the mountain.
I just feel that looking back will be sad, so it is better to move forward. Maybe at some point in the year, I can leave behind the regrets and obsessions in my heart.
As Yang Zhaoxi left Mang Mountain, his steps gradually slowed down. What he could see were fertile fields, green seedlings, and long acres, a picture of prosperity.
All the worries and depression in my heart suddenly disappeared. The world is so vast, why should I be confined to a valley?
Walking through the field ridges in the northern suburbs of Luoyang, sometimes catching a flying insect, sometimes grabbing a piece of barnyard grass, it is also full of interest. Such a leisurely pace of strolling, it is only when you arrive in the city.
After entering Anximen and the city gate, there were no big changes. When passing by the Dongfang Gate of Beishi City, Yang Zhaoxi thought of her experience of often escorting her mother to sell silk fabrics in the past few years, and felt quite guilty in her heart. Street
The crowds on the way were gradually sparse, and the bustling day was coming to an end. He quickened his pace and walked south, hoping to reach Linji Temple before the sound of the evening drum died out.
As he walked through Shanglinfang, there was a Luoshui River in front of him. The water vapor was thick and the humid wind hit his face. The boundless refreshment penetrated through the pores and hit his soul. His legs stopped, his eyes narrowed unconsciously, and he took the most comfortable posture.
, feeling the long-lost comfort and completely forgetting myself.
Ten breaths later, just when he opened his eyes and was about to continue crossing the pontoon bridge, he felt a strange feeling that made him shudder. The strangeness passed in a flash. It seemed that he had stretched too much just now and inadvertently triggered some kind of Taoist magic...
What is it?
Yang Zhaoxi suppressed the impatience in his heart, stretched his body and mind again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and above the Luohe River in front of his eyes, green air gradually rose up, and disappeared in a flash.
Yang Chaoxi suddenly realized: This is the "Qi-gazing Technique" taught to him by fellow Taoist Wu Tianshi. Looking up at the astronomy and looking down at the geography, if you practice it to a great extent, you can observe the weather of all things.
Yang Zhaoxi looked to the right: a red sun gradually disappeared into the peak line, and the dazzling rays sank into Luoshui, and was crushed by the water ripples. He became solemn, adjusted his breath, his heart was still, his eyes were half closed, and he seemed to be looking but not seeing.
The thin wisps of green energy emerged again, erratic, dim and obscure, as if the jadeite was covered with a layer of oil, giving people a deep chill.
Yang Chaoxi's heart moved slightly, and a few verses of the song quickly flashed through his mind:
Fairy air is fluttering, purple contains gold; demonic air is heavy, the sky is dark and the earth is dark; ghost air is dense, green with gray in it; demonic air is rising, and there are various colors...
The "Wang Qi Song" and the Qi in front of me corroborate each other, and it can be concluded that what is floating on Luoshui is the Qi of ghosts!
As the saying goes, "When the ghosts linger, there must be strange resentments, and they change three times in one breath, which is the most ferocious." The ghosts here gather together and there is no one to control them. Over time, it will inevitably affect the lives of strangers!
As soon as the thought came to Yang Chaoxi, he wanted to do something. However, he searched all over his body and couldn't find a magic method that could transcend the ghost and send him into reincarnation. It is true that "when the magic is used, there will be less regrets"!
After thinking about it, he finally came up with a compromise, and he couldn't help but secretly praise his quick wit. At this moment, the evening drum sounded in the distance, indicating that the curfew was coming. Pedestrians all accelerated their pace and rushed to the city where they lived, walking like
fly.
"We have to find a place to live and settle down first. These ghosts will not go away for a while. We will come back later to help them get rid of them."
After Yang Chaoxi had a second thought, he turned around and went back into Shanglinfang. He found a shabby hut in the south, paid money, and stayed there.
The rooms in the library are cramped and small, with only one couch, one desk, and one lamp. The toilet is in a corner of the courtyard, and the smell of smell can be heard from far away, which makes people frown.
Yang Zhaoxi reluctantly sat down on the couch, held up the lamp, opened a package, took out the nine talismans given by Wu Tianshi, and kept them in his arms. He also took out the copper coin barrier knife given by Murong Huaigu and inserted it in his arms.
Waist, thinking:
This knife is not good at cutting people, but it should be good at exorcising ghosts. Today is a test of the knife!
Yang Zhaoxi extinguished the lamp, opened the door through a crack, and saw that the building was completely dark, before quietly slipping out. With a few breaths, the wind blew under his feet, and he used the "One Reed Crossing the River" light skill, and his figure seemed to be floating. He jumped.
After reaching the ridge of the roof, he tapped his feet lightly and floated forward a few feet, out of the wall of the house.
It's pitch black outside the wall, and there are no bad guards patrolling here yet, so hurry up!
Yang Zhaoxi ran quickly, only stopping under a few trees for a moment, then flew out and quickly returned to the place where he just looked up.
The sky was gloomy, and there were no stars or moonlight. Yang Zhaoxi used the Qi-gazing technique again, only to see that the green energy was more solid, and the amount was more than three times greater than before!
The green gas turned into many spheres, gradually growing heads and limbs, floating vividly on the water. Sometimes they gathered together, sometimes they looked around, as if they were discussing something.
Yang Zhaoxi understood that this was the "Yin Hun Point Mao". When the Yin Hun gathered together and agreed on what they wanted to do tonight, they would disperse. If he attacks again at that time, it would be difficult to catch them all. He stretched out his left hand and made a sword gesture.
, point it on the center of the eyebrow, and recite the mantra:
Sanqing Dao Zun, the pure air flows fragrantly, the disciples are pious, and want to open the gate of heaven. The three eyes are clear, illuminating my body, distinguishing ghosts and peeking at gods, as fast as the law and order!
After reciting the incantation, the sword spell of his left hand was flashed in front of his eyes again, his pupils and the center of his eyebrows were all reflected with a faint purple light - the heavenly eye had been opened!
Looking up again, there are many gray shadows sandwiched in the green air, all of them hideous, ugly and disgusting. The gray shadows are like the bones of the green air, supporting the translucent soul.
Don't move at this moment, wait any longer! Yang Chaoxi's left hand was extremely quick, he reached into his arms and took out a "disaster relief talisman". With his right hand, he raised a copper coin barrier knife, picked up the disaster relief talisman, and then took out the magic talisman.
It stuck to the tip of the knife.
At this time, his left hand did not pause. When the tip of the knife was aimed at the group of ghosts, he pushed it with his left hand. The copper coin knife carried the magic talisman, turned into a stream of light, and shot out! The sound of breaking through the air immediately sounded, and there was actually a wind and thunder.
Potential!
In less than a breath, the spiritual talisman had broken into the place where the ghosts gathered, and suddenly exploded like a drop of water falling into boiling oil.
Suddenly, on the Luoshui River, in mid-air, the ghosts were blown into a mess, but the whole process made no sound, like an impromptu pantomime. There were also a few ghosts who were lucky enough to escape, some scattered and escaped, and some gathered again, showing their teeth and claws.
The earth is rushing towards Yang Chaoxi!
Yang Chaoxi took out another evil talisman, with a look of physical pain on his face. He didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly shot the talisman at the several ghosts in front of him!
The moment the magic talisman and the ghost came into contact, "poof!" the ground exploded. Although there was no sound, it lifted Yang Zhaoxi two feet away and fell under a tree. His body was exhausted and his head was buzzing.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart: I've lost a lot today! I hurt the enemy a thousand, but I lost eight hundred to myself. If another ghost comes, I will have no choice but to be slaughtered by others.
Just as I was thinking this, there was indeed a strange and majestic black shadow, walking in all directions, floating leisurely from the other side of the river.
This black shadow leopard has a ring of eyes, an iron face and curled temples, a charred complexion, a red and swollen forehead, and an extremely ugly appearance. He can see that he is holding a copper coin barrier knife in his right hand. Against the contrast of his huge body, it is as small as a dagger. In his left hand, he is holding a knife.
It is holding the ankles of several ghosts, as if it is carrying several chickens and ducks.
Yang Chaoxi couldn't help wailing in her heart: This is terrible! Just after beating the little one, the old one came to collect debts... My life is at stake! Dad, mother, I'm sorry! It's too late to leave a child for the Yang family...
However, at this time, a scene that subverted cognition happened:
The ugly black figure actually flicked his left hand, and the head of a ghost was sent into the big mouth. He tilted his head and pulled it up, and the ghost fell off from his hand, and then fell into the big mouth. His eyes
He squinted slightly, as if enjoying it very much, and then chewed a few times, making the sound of brittle bones being crushed by molars. Then his throat rolled, he swallowed, and burped with satisfaction.
Yang Chaoxi was frightened: "You... you... who are you?"
The ugly black figure grinned widely, with red lips and white teeth: "Copper coin barrier knife? Yours?"
Yang Chaoxi nodded, wondering why he answered the wrong question. Did he need to be tortured before killing someone? Why do evil people have such a habit...
The ugly black shadow thought to itself: "The copper coins block the sword and summon the spirit talisman, and a golden light breaks the ghost. Little Taoist, although your technique is handsome, it is a waste of natural resources! Look! It was enough for ten days and a half, but you two
Once the magic talisman comes out, it will only be enough for today's midnight snack."
When Yang Zhaoxi saw that he was not the leader of ghosts, the stone hanging in her heart dropped: "You... actually eat ghosts!"
The ugly black shadow said disdainfully: "Is this worth making a fuss about? I didn't bring Xuanyou Yin Fire and Huangquan Water today, otherwise it would taste a hundred times better than eating it raw if it was roasted or boiled. Don't change the subject! You fried my rations
, how to calculate this account?"
Yang Chaoxi's face was full of black lines: "This... this copper coin barrier knife still has some weight, so I will give it to you as compensation. If it is not enough, I still have some money on me, you can take it with me... But I am weak at this time.
You have to get it yourself."
"What do I, a ghost, do with your money in the world?" The ugly black figure said with a playful smile. He suddenly flicked his right hand, and the copper coin knife pierced into the trunk of the tree, less than an inch away from Yang Chaoxi's bun.
Yang Chaoxi pouted: "Then what's the point? What do you want me to do before I give up?"
The ugly black figure suddenly came closer, and his smile became even stronger: "Luoyang has been haunted by ghosts recently, and there are rare opportunities! If you find such a green-skinned ghost again, send a message to me! Wait until I have eaten enough for today's debt.
If the number is small, I will spare you!" After saying that, he threw out a waist badge that was neither gold nor stone. "This is the Kui Talisman. You should keep it. If you want to send a message, tap your teeth three times with the Kui Talisman and I will know.
"
Yang Zhaoxi could only nod again: "This method is quite novel. But, what is a ghost? Don't all ghosts look the same?"
The ugly black shadow said disdainfully for the second time: "It's terrible to have so little education! I want you to be the number one scholar, but today I want to enlighten you. It's really killing a chicken with a knife, overkilling a chicken with an overkill! A scoundrel is a person who is eaten by a tiger, and he also helps
You've always heard of "acting for the tiger" by luring other people into eating them, right?"
Yang Chaoxi wondered: "So this is what 'helping tigers' means! I used to study, but I just swallowed jujubes and had only a half-understanding. But why do these people who were eaten by tigers help the tigers to harm others?"
The ugly black shadow patiently explained: "The ghost had one soul sucked away by the tiger, and the three souls are incomplete and cannot be reincarnated, so he is willing to be an accomplice."
Yang Chaoxi exclaimed: "It turns out that 'If you don't serve yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth.' This is the truth that applies to all countries. Your Excellency... who is it?"
The ugly black shadow had turned around and turned back the way it came. It was obvious that the little Taoist priest was quite fed up with the endless questions.
He was still pacing, his feet seemed to be floating, and his voice came from far away: "My name is Zhong Jiudao, and I specialize in eating ghosts. If there is no news of ghosts, please don't bother me!"
Yang Zhaoxi leaned under the tree blankly, chewing on the name in his heart, always feeling a little weird, but couldn't figure out what was weird for the moment.
At this time, the copper coin barrier knife stuck in the tree suddenly fell down and hit his arms, startling him.
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Yang Chaoxi's heart: Zhong Jiu Dao... Jiu Dao... 'Jiu Dao' combined into one, could it be the character Kui? This person... ah no! This ghost is actually Zhong Kui!