I have seen a lot of owls, but this was the first time I saw an owl smile.
Under a pair of green eyes, his appearance looks very strange.
"Damn it, this owl is smiling at us."
Huang Mao complained, maybe it was the first time he saw it.
I squinted my eyes and said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry about it, I'll burn the talisman first and then talk!"
After all! I took out the lighter and prepared to burn it.
But at this moment, the owl that was sitting on the stone awl in the cave began to scream "Cuckoo".
The sound was harsh and disturbing.
Huang Mao couldn't stand listening anymore, so he picked up the peach wood spear and went to drive away:
"Get better, what are you yelling about!"
But as soon as Huang Mao approached, the owl flew up.
But it doesn't fly far, it just hovers in the cave.
It kept flapping its wings "pa-ta-pa-ta", and kept making strange "coo-coo-coo" sounds in its mouth.
I ignored him and just scolded Huang Mao.
Now, I have brought the flame close to the yellow paper talisman and am burning it on the yellow paper talisman.
But the strange thing is that this yellow paper charm seems to be fireproof, but it cannot be lit.
The lighter was too hot to light the yellow charm.
This strange talisman cannot be touched or burned, which made me a little annoyed for a while.
Just when I was thinking about how to destroy this charm.
A gust of dark wind suddenly blew in from outside the cave.
It blew inward with a "whoosh" sound.
At the same time, there was a deep and hoarse voice that sounded at the entrance of the cave:
"Where did this kid come from and dare to make trouble in Pindao Cave?"
Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Huang Mao and I were shocked and both turned our heads.
At this glance, I saw a thin old man in black standing at the entrance of the cave.
The Taoist priest looked to be about sixty years old, with gray-black hair tied up with a wooden hairpin.
Holding a black long-hair whisk, a pair of eyes were looking at me and Huang Mao indifferently.
Ben was an owl that kept squawking "coo-coo-coo" hovering above our heads.
After seeing the old man in black appear, he flew over and landed firmly on his shoulder.
The ghosts behind us also screamed in fright after seeing this old man appear.
"ah!"
"He is back!"
"It's over, we can't leave anymore."
"..."
While they were talking, all these ghosts crowded into the depths of the cave and kept getting in.
His face and eyes were full of fear towards the old Taoist priest.
Needless to say, this old Taoist priest is the murderer who imprisoned these ghosts.
This guy must be a demon.
Thinking of this, I pretended to be calm:
"We were passing by. I wonder why this fellow Taoist, who has a great surname, is imprisoning these ownerless souls?"
Regardless of whether you are an opponent or not, let’s find out the bottom first.
The old Taoist priest looked at me a few times and sneered:
"It turns out that I am a young apprentice who has just started. My humble Taoist name is Zhihun. Those who know my name in the Feng Shui community call me Zhi Dao Zhang.
These living souls are all used by poor Taoists for practicing martial arts."
After saying that, the guy waved away the dust in his hands confidently and remained calm.
But when Huang Mao and I heard each other's confession, our faces suddenly changed color.
At this moment, my heart was filled with turmoil.
"The Chief of Paper..."
Isn't this the ghost-eating child in the mouth of Niu Er, the ghost in Ta Cemetery? Isn't this the demon behind the female corpse that Uncle Liu said?
He, why is he here?
Didn't it mean the mass grave not far from Blackhead Mountain?
For a while, my mood fluctuated a bit.
With a look of surprise on his face, Huang Mao's eyes widened and he swallowed twice.
Uncle Liu made it very clear during the day that this guy was not to be trifled with.
It is up to other people in the library to deal with him, not newcomers like me and Huang Mao who can deal with him.
I don't have to worry about it at all.
But unfortunately, I encountered him right now.
Seeing the surprised expressions on my and Huang Mao's faces, Zhihun Zhidao was slightly stunned:
"Oh! Could it be that you guys have heard of the name Pindao?"
"No, no, never stopped!"
Huang Mao spoke nervously and took a step back towards me unconsciously.
He lowered his voice and said to me:
"Brother Xu, this is a demon, what should I do?"
I took a deep breath and squinted my eyes.
What else can we do now? If anything happens, we naturally have to prepare for the worst.
"Grasshopper, the grasshopper given by the blind man, ready to attack at any time."
I lowered my voice and answered.
Seeing that Huang Mao and I had not responded for a long time, the other party did not continue to ask further questions.
Just smiled calmly:
"Hey! It doesn't matter whether you know or not.
Since you two boys are destined to come here and see the secret of Pindao.
That poor Taoist can't treat you badly.
Let’s do this! I see you two are also in the Feng Shui field.
Just kneel down and commit suicide!
The ghost becomes the ghost slave of the poor Taoist, and he will follow the poor Taoist to practice from now on."
When the other party said this, he said it lightly, as if he was talking about a normal trivial matter.
But after Huang Mao and I listened, we felt very unhappy.
I responded directly:
"Go and daydream."
"Yes, you're such a monster, you actually use ghosts to practice your martial arts. Sooner or later, you will be struck by five thunders from the sky."
"Hahaha, five thunderbolts from the sky? In today's general trend, the poor are laughed at but not the prostitutes. Is this a joke?
Hurry up! While Pindao is in a good mood, you can do it yourself.
If you wait for the poor Taoist to take action, your life will be worse than death..."
When Taoist Master Zhi said the last sentence, his whole aura suddenly changed.
Waves of black energy filled the air from his body.
In an instant, Huang Mao and I felt a wave of evil energy coming in like waves.
That depressing feeling was even more uncomfortable than when I faced the twin resentful babies at the Aijiayi Clinic.
In just a second or two, Huang Mao and I felt uncomfortable breathing.
What kind of evil way is this, and it can still exude evil spirits all over its body?
But this guy doesn't look like a ghost.
There is a shadow under him.
But the only thing that is certain is that this guy is very strong and definitely not something Huang Mao and I can deal with.
I gritted my teeth and endured the strange oppressive feeling, and quickly took out the blind man's weeds and grasshoppers.
And he pressed the prepared vaginal rice directly into the grasshopper's head.
The demon on the opposite side also saw my movements, squinted his eyes and said:
"Boy, what are you playing?"
"Huh! You'll find out soon."
I replied coldly.
But this demon may have been alone for too long, or maybe Huang Mao and I are too young, and neither of us can bear the aura he exudes.
I don’t even think that the two of us can use any powerful methods.
Therefore, the self-confidence is overwhelming.
At this moment, he is also somewhat interested in us.
He was not in a hurry to take action against us, he was very arrogant, and instead replied:
"Okay! I'll just wait for you guys. Let's see what the younger generation has to do. See if we can let Pindao stretch his muscles and bones."
When he said this, I had already placed the weed grasshopper stuffed with rice grains in the palm of my left hand.
A sword-finger mudra is formed on the right hand.
The Demonic Taoist Master looked at it carefully, looking a little thoughtful.
Immediately, I heard me forming seals and shouting: