Chapter 68 The ghost mother’s illusion finally comes to fruition
Hui Mountain is close to the outer mountains on the west side of the Yue Kingdom. There have been wars, thieves, evil spirits, and ghosts all year round, so there have been countless deaths, and the Yin Qi is particularly deep.
Qing Cang is half a dragon's sun, suppressing all evils and not daring to come near. As soon as he leaves, those guys will come.
Bai Yan walked into the heavy ghost mist. This Yin Qi mist illusion must be composed of many ghosts, otherwise it would not be able to gather such deep ghost Qi to suppress the mountains.
Therefore, if you want to break the formation, go straight in and break into the center of the formation.
The other party is hiding gods and ghosts for one reason. There is no guarantee of defeating him, because even if a phantom formation is set up, this place is still a mountain of snakes.
Therefore, Bai Jun dared to go deep into the center of the illusion formation and move forward calmly.
He picked up the flute and blew it gently. The low and melodious sound of the flute spread into the mountains and forests, and he walked with a touch of melancholy flute music among the terrifying forests in the mountains.
"Woooooo~"
"Woooooo~"
Except for the coffin, there is nothing else.
Bai Jun stretched out a hand, and the little girl immediately backed away.
Bai Jun stopped playing the flute again. He didn't care about the title uncle or anything else.
Then the little girl and the puppet imp blocked the road again, and finally walked through the hand of perdition and opened the coffin and repeated it again.
But Bai Yan didn't answer her. Buddhist sutras were spread, and the Bodhisattva in the Buddha dispelled ghosts and evil spirits, and the Dharma in the heart suppressed resentment. He had been reciting the Mahaparinirvana Sutra for more than three hundred years, and the Buddha's thoughts gradually emerged, even if he was not reborn.
Those big spells that are designed to defeat evil spirits are already very scary to ghosts.
The mountain breeze blows around thousands of times, and the feeling is thousands of times. There is no chaos without feeling.
"Hoo~"
As he spoke, his hands covered in blood and mud were about to grab the hem of Bai Jun's clothes.
"Are you talking about the owner of this eyeball?"
No matter how powerful Hu Qiniang's illusion skills are, she can only use her own body to create illusions.
"Ah~ help! Help! Liu Xian, help!"
The three little ghosts screamed and howled, unable to get into the coffin, so they could only rush towards the ghost mother and burrow into her belly.
"Mom, how long do you think that demon will be lost for?" This is clearly the little female ghost.
The ghost mother screamed in shock, "You are a snake demon, how can you recite Buddhist scriptures?"
In the Valley of the Snake King, the yin energy was so strong that a female ghost walked out of the mist, followed by three curious little ghosts.
He looked at the amulet that turned into ashes, bowed towards the mountain, and said thanks: "Thank you, Liu Xian, for your blessing! Thank you, Liu Xian, for your blessing."
The ghost mother gave a sweet smile on her pale and soft face, "How can a little snake that has been practicing for more than three hundred years escape from the hands of us ladies?
Go and search quickly, take away any good treasures in this valley, take them back to the Gu Lord, and maybe exchange them for some blood food to improve your cultivation!"
"Aren't you looking for your brother? I will take you to see him."
Suddenly, one of Bai Jin's arms unconsciously lifted up and slowly reached towards his eyes.
The little girl couldn't help it, her face fell off, her face was covered in blood and flesh, and she let out a howl like a beast and a ghost. Her fingers turned into sharp ten-fingered ghost claws, which could dig into people's hearts.
The little girl quickly moved to sweep behind her again, but missed again.
It’s a person, it’s a person!
Daheng patted his chest and hurriedly ran over to help the other person up.
"Ta~"
There was a small snake crawling on the eye frames of the little girl and the puppet kid, covering their eyes.
As he was worshiping, he suddenly felt his shoulder being tapped again.
If outsiders are present, they will find a terrifying scene.
Outside the mountain, the amulet in Daheng's hand turned into ashes. The sun in the mountain illuminated and dispersed the ghostly fog, and the warmth of the world returned to Daheng's body.
Bai Jun didn't intend to answer, so he picked up the gourd from his waist, collected the ghost mother, and tied the gourd with a sandalwood skewer.
The baby boy was stunned for a moment, then continued: "Uncle, we are hungry, can we eat uncle?" As he said that, he made a weird laugh, put another finger in his mouth, bit it, and said with a smile
: "We're hungry!"
A little male ghost holding a hand beside him, but with no eyeballs in his hand, smiled evilly and said: "Then who knows?"
The male ghost baby became angry and said, "We are hungry and we need to eat."
The little girl saw Bai Jun and asked sadly: "Uncle, have you seen my brother?"
"Why? Why?" The Ghost Mother roared: "Why did I end up like this despite being tortured and humiliated?"
Daheng yelled crazily and ran away. After running for a long time, he looked back and found that Yu Sheng had fallen to the ground.
But at this moment, Bai Jin raised his sleeves and a small red snake jumped out. In an instant, it transformed from a foot long to a two foot long giant python. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the male ghost baby in one gulp.
"Ah~ Damn it. Mom, help me!"
As for you, just wait for the trial of the underworld."
The sound of the flute spread farther and farther. There was a rustling sound in the peaceful and silent mountain forest, as if something was crawling. The sounds of babies crying one after another mixed into the sound of the flute, getting closer and closer.
Bai Jun twirled the long flute, raised his arm, and pointed the jade flute to the sky, where the sun was rising over the Golden Mountain.
Bai Jin pushed it gently and closed the coffin.
He touched it with the end of his flute, and the wooden lid of the coffin opened. Bai Jun's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a person lying inside.
These little ghosts were so frightened that they ran away in panic, but there was no little ghost who did not become food to the sound of Bai Jun's flute.
The little puppet-like devil also moved.
Xiaoyin suddenly stopped, and Bai Jun opened his eyes, his golden vertical pupils shining brightly, "Kid, you can't dirty other people's clothes, you know?"
Bai Jun looked at Zhenyang Mirror and couldn't hold it down for a moment, so he pinned the long flute to his waist, took out a string of sandalwood beads bracelets from his sleeves, picked up the beads one by one, and recited Buddhist scriptures.
, "The Mahaparinirvana Sutra".
When he reached him, he made a strange, muddy and low sound, "Brother, I'm so hungry, we're so hungry."
"I'm going to kill you~"
Bai Jun returned to the very beginning of the journey, playing the flute as he moved forward, but encountered more than a hundred imps blocking his way.
At this time, Bai Jun's figure flashed out from behind the little girl, tapping the back of her head with a long flute, "Uncle is here."
…
The ghost mother's belly suddenly swelled, twice as big as that of a woman who had been pregnant for ten months. Purple stripes appeared on her belly. A ferocious and painful expression appeared on her beautiful face, and she let out a roar.
This Yinming Ghost Formation is indeed powerful, but it should not be placed in his divine domain and specialize in illusions.
Bai Jun said calmly: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. In order to fight for favor during pregnancy, you did not hesitate to search for pregnant women from poor families, take the placenta for food, feed on other people's children, and falsely support your own children.
The spirit of the mountain can also use this eyeball to lock onto the ghost mother.
He held his eyeball in one hand and rolled it in his hand. There was still blood in his eyeless eye socket, and he really crawled toward Bai Jun in a hobbled manner.
The little female ghost appeared next to Bai Jun in an instant, and thrust a claw into his heart, but what was in front of her turned out to be an phantom body.
Mountain spirits surround the underworld, and there are mountains and rivers that are confusing to the eyes, and there is no illusion everywhere.
Taking that eyeball, the four of them, mother and son, can blind the eyes of three little devils.
The cries of the babies around him became more and more urgent and fierce. One after another, blood-stained babies crawled out from among the leaves, bushes, and behind them. They were all baby girls, with eyes full of blood and resentment.
They all turned and locked onto Xiang Baijun.
Spreading his hands, a strange eye was in his palm.
Hundreds of ghost babies all around said at the same time: "We... are hungry."
It's him!
Bai Jun picked up the gourd and remembered that he seemed to have said that he was the safest in the mountains.
The ghost mother cursed in a cold voice: "You evil beast, a snake demon, dare to surrender to me?"
Bai Jun closed his eyes and stepped forward, changing the tone with each step. The sounds of children crying at night seemed to have some kind of magic power, but they could not wrap around Bai Jun's hearing.
"Woo~"
Those weird things from ten thousand years ago should not be underestimated. Let’s wait until the Jin Kingdom is captured before exploring Mount Hui.”
"Wow! You... give me back my brother!" the little daughter cried, two lines of bloody tears running down her pale face, which looked very strange.
After passing through countless sinking hands, what is in front of me is a coffin.
He raised his hand and grabbed his eyes.
The ghost mother thought that he had fallen into the reincarnation of the illusion formation, but in fact it was just that they had fallen into his illusion.
The most important thing about hallucination is to blind the five senses, such as mouth, ears, nose, eyes, touch, etc.
Bai Jun held the flute behind his back, and his golden pupils suddenly flashed. Suddenly, the world became silent, and all the sinking hands were frozen. He walked quietly and calmly through the forest-like paws.
Bai Jun chuckled, "Interesting."
The three little ghosts were exposed to the sun, howling and screaming, and turned into a ball of black energy and rushed towards the coffin.
The strong wind and mist blew Bai Jun's clothes in the dark night, but they could not stop him from moving forward.
She was filled with gloomy resentment rising to the sky, and the resentment ghosts in the middle realm had condensed into entities. Although she still didn't like the sun, she was able to walk under the sun for a while.
In the distance, under the big locust tree, the man in blood-stained cloth said coldly: "What a waste! I wasted decades of hard work! Not even any useful news was spread. It seems that there is still something weird in this mountain.
.
The man in blood-clothed clothes thought of something and was a little worried about the mystery of these mountains, so he gave up.
"Hoo~"
As he said that, he threw himself towards Bai Jun.
Beside him, huge pythons were entangled and devouring them, and Bai Jun walked by without getting stained with blood.
The surrounding mist receded one after another, and the Snake King Valley also shattered like a water curtain mirror.
The sound of the flute lingers around the mountains and rivers, disturbing the ears and penetrating everywhere.
The valley fell into silence, and a figure walked out from behind the Ghost Mother. She chuckled and said, "How many of you can be satisfied with my Snake King Valley?"
The cycle repeats over and over again, like a shadow puppet show, performed one after another.
"Woooooo~"
Bai Jun ignored the two still little ghosts and walked straight into the depths of the Yin Ming mist.
That eyeball is the key.
As the god of the Hidden Mountain, Bai Jun can use the power of heaven and earth to create illusions, which makes up for his lack of subtlety in illusion.
This sandalwood bracelet has been with him for more than a hundred years. It has gradually acquired Buddha nature and can suppress ghosts and ghosts.
Bai Jun chuckled and said, "It just so happens that my children are also hungry."
After saying that, he blew the long flute again, and big pythons suddenly crawled out from all around. They were all pythons full of blood, swallowing little devils in their mouths.
A one-eyed baby boy crawled and smiled strangely, appearing strange and terrifying amidst the cries of the babies.
He took a closer look and saw that the fish had a shadow.
The three little ghosts immediately started searching everywhere in the valley.
Bai Jun stopped and said, "Mother Ghost, you have done a lot of harm to people, and that's how you should be. However, I thought about the suffering of your three children, so I spared your life. After the three ghosts get rid of their grievances, I will
Send them to the City God's Yinsi to be reincarnated.
The sound of Buddhist scriptures was recited by him with the divine power of incense and fire, which naturally contained the magical power of gods and Buddhas, was upright and bright, could eliminate all evils, and ward off all ghosts.
The puppet kid scanned for a long time, but could not find Bai Jun's figure.
The ghost mother suddenly turned around and her pupils shrank, "How could you possibly break my Yin Ming Reincarnation Formation?"
Bai Jun has been following Hu Qiniang for a long time. Although he can't compare with her magical illusion skills, he has the whole mind of heaven and earth to share the illusion with him.
Bai Jin in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes met each other, sinking.
The Ghost Mother looked around the valley and found nothing, so she stood still on the boulder and waited.
Two voices sounded at the same time, and a pale little girl led a puppet-like little boy in a bright red floral dress and walked towards her.
The boundless mist gradually gathered into arms that stretched out one after another, struggling and roaring to grab Bai Jun. With resentment, unwillingness, and anger, they wanted to grab Bai Jun and drag him down to the endless hell.
After reciting it once, the ghost mother had been dispersed by the True Sun Mirror and Buddhist scriptures, and she was dying.
The smile on Bai Jun's face gradually disappeared, like a snake looking at the other person indifferently, then he waved his hand, and under the bright sun, the true sunglasses shot out thousands of golden lights to block the ghost mother.
Bai Jun was still standing in front of the coffin, but there was no one in the coffin. The countless complicated formations on the ground were carved with the blood of people who lived in the Yin Year, Yin Sun and Yin Shi.
Bai Jun reached out and grabbed the male ghost baby's eyeballs, and said to himself: "You are hungry, what does it have to do with me? You are not my child?"
A faint smile, a moon-white gown, and a handsome face full of goodwill.
Even if the Gu Master of the Seven Gu Sect didn't seek you out to plant Gu, you would still have a miserable fate in this life."
In an instant, Daheng's heart was in his throat. He turned around slowly and stiffly, and found Yu Sheng standing behind him covered in blood.
At this time, she was bored and glanced at the fallen willow leaves. Her expression changed. She spread her palms and saw clearly that the willow leaves in her palms had no lines or veins!
The ghost mother's expression suddenly changed, "No, cry, complain, hate, come back quickly!"
"Bang~"
"Woo~"
Looking at the bloodstains on the ground and the bones buried in various places in the mountain, he shook his head, flicked his sleeves and swept away the clear wind in the sky, sweeping horizontally in all directions. The ghosts and ghosts in the mountain retreated one after another, and the sunshine in the sky became warm and bright again.
The ghost mother exclaimed: "How do you know this?"
He reached out and took out a small wooden box. When he opened the wooden box, small insects flew out and crawled into the graves.
Soon, something seemed to wake up in these hundreds of mounds, turning over the soil, and little people climbed out stiffly from the mounds.
"Since the ghost mother is dead, you little guys can turn into zombies. Hey, this is the first time you have made zombies into zombies."
From now on, I will update at about six or seven in the morning. I fell asleep right after I got home from work at night and wrote a hundred words. I had to get up early to type. You don’t have to wait any longer at night. Sorry!