.The ghost couldn't help but say something, raised the steel fork in his hand and stabbed Chen Jianchen with a very fierce force. Chinese website
Chen Jianchen's face darkened, and he slapped the Haoran Yangwu Sword backhand with the scabbard, and snapped, blocking the opponent's steel fork. When the swords and forks touched, Gui Cha suddenly felt a powerful masculine force transfer to his hand.
Almost the whole body was numb, and the next moment, it felt like it was about to be beaten to pieces.
Crack it!
He rolled to the ground involuntarily, unable to get up.
Chen Jianchen had no intention of killing it, and sneered: "Brother Gui Cha, you'd better go up and report it to the Mountain God."
From being arrogant and domineering at the beginning to being silent now, the ghost dared not say a word, struggled to get up, and ran up the mountain in a hurry.
Xi Fangping was eye-opening and gave Chen Jianchen a thumbs up: "Brother Chen is really amazing."
Chen Jianchen said calmly: "You are a little skilled. Brother Xi, when you get to the mountain and meet the mountain god, you must not be frightened and fearful. You must fight for your reasons."
Thinking of how frightened he was when the kid appeared just now, Xi Fangping's face turned red and he cupped his hands and said, "What Brother Chen said is absolutely true. Fang Ping is so rare and strange."
In fact, his performance so far has been very good. If it were an ordinary scholar and scholar facing a vicious ghost, his performance would be even worse.
The two continued to move forward, and when they were halfway up the mountain, many shadowy ghosts appeared on both sides of the mountain road. The appearance of these ghosts were all extremely terrifying. Some had no heads, some had only half of their heads; some had their lower bodies completely covered with roots.
It was broken, and the white intestines were dragged on the ground... Even if the appearance was relatively complete, the eyes were cracked, the tongue was sticking out and the nose was crooked, and the expression was very ferocious.
They kept emerging from both sides, staring at Chen Jianchen and Xi Fangping. There are hundreds of ghosts on this mountain. They should not exist on the mountain, but they were all intercepted and concealed by the mountain god Hou Qing.
Those who come down must be trained to become their own thugs and ghost slaves, which is equivalent to accumulating power for private purposes.
And a river god like Ding Yin, who is still capable of self-discipline, only has two ghost servants under his command.
Hou Qing's raising of private soldiers is a violation of the laws of the underworld. But there are no honest officials in the world, and there are no pure gods in the underworld. Ninety-nine out of 100 ghosts and gods violate the laws of the underworld. As long as nothing happens, who knows who has shit under their butts?
Or, whoever has shit under their buttocks, it just makes a difference. Whether they can cover up the smell and let it out depends on their ability.
When Xi Fangping saw these hundreds of ghosts appearing, his heart couldn't help but his heart beat, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Don't be surprised if you are surprised, you will lose yourself if you are surprised!"
Next to him, Chen Jianchen was calm and composed, and shouted loudly: "Brother Xi, the clouds are so calm, the wind is so gentle, and the scenery is beautiful, why don't you let me tell you a story."
The clouds are clear and the wind is gentle, and the weather is beautiful?
Xi Fangping almost burst into tears - there were countless evil ghosts and ghosts around him staring at him. No, the tongue of the nearest one was almost a foot long, hanging scarlet on the ground, which made people shudder. Is this a beautiful scene in a good time?
I'm afraid I have never had such a nightmare in my life!
Seeing evil spirits as nothing, Chen Jianchen's courage is truly staggering and far beyond imagination.
Xi Fangping's hands were sweating, but due to Chen Jianchen's influence, he was not so afraid. He woke up and asked, "Brother Chen's story must be wonderful. I'd like to hear the details."
Chen Jianchen smiled and talked eloquently: "In ancient times, there was a man named Song Dingbo. When he was young, he encountered a ghost while walking at night..."
The story of Song Dingbo catching ghosts was widely circulated in the previous life. It was a popular article in textbooks and many people were familiar with it. But Xi Fangping had never heard of it, and he was fascinated by it, especially when he heard that Song Dingbo was so witty.
It's even more hilarious when people are joking and deceiving the ghost.
It turns out that the so-called ghosts are not as fierce and ferocious as imagined, but appear to be clumsy, silly and naive.
Thinking like this, Xi Fangping no longer felt much fear of the many ghosts surrounding him. Although he was still unable to chat and laugh like Chen Jianchen, the fear in his eyes faded like a tide, and his chest puffed up. When he heard
After Song Dingbo finally sold the sheep that the ghost had turned into, he laughed heartily.
What is a ghost? If you are afraid of it, it is evil. If you are not afraid, it will be a sheep.
It really makes sense.
Countless ghosts came closer and closer in various postures, but when they were more than ten feet away, Chen Jianchen's Yangwu sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and his righteousness was like a fighting spirit, sparkling out and enveloped.
Yeah yeah yeah...
The ghosts suddenly screamed shrilly, as if they had seen an extremely frightened existence, and immediately fled in all directions, not daring to come closer within three feet. If they had not scrupled the order, they would have fled long ago.
Seeing this, Xi Fangping stared at Yangwu Sword with bright eyes and asked: "Brother Chen, what sword is this?"
Chen Jianchen said with emotion: "Haoran nourishes my sword, and I am good at cultivating my Haoran's righteousness. This is the transformation of righteousness!"
Righteous?
Xi Fangping's eyes lit up when he heard this. He had read the books of sages and knew the rumors of righteousness, but he had always classified them as illusory existences. Unexpectedly, it appeared in front of him alive, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.
Regarding his righteousness, Chen Jianchen does not have much to hide now, and there is no need to cover it up deliberately. He believes that Xi Fangping knows the rules and will not mess up the roots of the title. In fact, even if it spreads, it will not cause any loss to him. You know
What is written in Zhengqi is what is recognized in the books of sages. Who can criticize it?
Chen Jianchen held the Yangwu Sword and took the lead in clearing the way. No ghost dared to challenge him, and they all stayed away and watched them leave.
There were no obstacles along the way, and we arrived at the peak of Yinsi Bijia Mountain in about half an hour.
This peak is somewhat similar to the peak in reality. They are both a flat open space; the difference is that there are many sightseeing pavilions around Bijia Peak in reality, but there is not a single pavilion here, only a huge palace stands in the middle.
The style building, with cornices and corners, green tiles and red walls, looks very splendid and majestic, and the wealth is compelling.
A huge brass incense burner was set up in front of the main hall, and many incense sticks were placed in the road, emitting green smoke.
The two huge temple doors were closed tightly, and a horizontal plaque read: Beacon Mountain Temple!
There is a pair on both sides: the heaven and the earth are great; the mountain gods are prosperous!
When he came to stand in front of the temple, Chen Jianchen looked around and found that almost all the shadowy ghosts were following him. They just didn't dare to approach and formed a large circle from a distance. Because of their existence, the huge mountain tops and plains were filled with ghosts and ghosts.
Howling, eerie.
Chen Jianchen said: "Brother Xi, it's time for you to seek justice. Don't be afraid, I will try my best to help you."
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Xi Fangping no longer had the fear before, strode forward, and shouted with all his strength: "God of Bijia Mountain, the underworld does not care about the affairs of the public. You indulged ghosts and committed crimes, causing my father's death. I want to ask you for an explanation and justice!"
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The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and his voice became louder and louder, until finally he was almost shouting.
"Give me justice...Give me justice..."
There was an echo on the mountain peak, lingering and humming.
With a beeping sound, the heavy mountain temple door was slowly opened, and then ten neatly dressed ghost guards rushed out, each holding an iron chain weapon, lining up on both sides, and then a man Shi Shiran walked out from the middle: I can't tell his age.
With his hands behind his back, he has a burly figure and a face as red as a monkey's buttocks. At first glance, it's hard to tell what his facial features are. Because his eyebrows and beard are all bright red, but it's not known whether he was dyed or born.
in this way.
He was wearing a bright red serpent-coiled robe with a square patch on the chest and back, and a double-eared winged crown on his head - this outfit was a typical mountain god outfit.
The land, river gods, and mountain gods all belong to the lower-level officials of the Yin Division. But the lower ranks are also graded, with the land being the lowest and the jurisdiction being the smallest, with villages as the unit; then to the river gods, and then to the mountain gods. The so-called mountain gods are not just any mountains.
There is one for each, but a mountain god is assigned to a certain location. For example, the mountain god of Bianjia Mountain manages half of the mountains under Jiangzhou's rule, and is quite powerful.
Because of the level of the position, there are also levels of cultivation requirements for the person holding it. Generally, if you have the Yin Shen realm, you can be a land kilometer, but to be a mountain god, you must at least have a golden elixir.
According to Ding Yin, the cultivation level of Hou Qing, the mountain god of Bijia Mountain, is extremely obscure. He only knows about Jin Dan and above, but the details are not clear. Anyway, he fought with Hou Qing before, and he was basically defeated in a few rounds, which was very frustrating.
Several times of boring losses. As for Ding Yin, he is also in the realm of Jindan cultivation.
However, Chen Jianchen understands that even if they are in the same realm, there will often be a huge disparity in combat effectiveness due to problems with spells and magical weapons.
Hou Qing's cultivation level is quite high, but Chen Jianchen has the righteousness to turn into a sword, so he doesn't have much fear.
Hou Qing came out, his eyes sparkling, and they were also red, with a faint intimidating power. He stared at Xi Fangping and shouted: "Who are you, so reckless and rude, that you dare to be good at the underworld?"
When he stared at him, Xi Fangping felt a little weak inside, his knees felt weak, and he couldn't help but kneel down and pay homage to him.
"Brother Xi, you have to remember why you came!"
Chen Jianchen's voice sounded in time, and at the same time, a strong palm touched his left shoulder.
Xi Fangping's heart was full of courage, and he was aroused to be proud and iron-clad. He pointed his halberd and said angrily: "I am Xi Fangping of Dong'an Township. There is a ghost servant with the surname of sheep under the mountain god. He will retaliate. Because of the old things in the world, he violated the laws of the underworld and harmed me.
Father, something unexpected happened to my father, so I came here to seek justice from the mountain god."
Hou Qing glanced at him, then at Chen Jianchen, then waved his hand and said calmly: "Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven, why is this happening? Xi Xiucai, don't be instigated by others, you will be deceived without knowing it.
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Hearing this, Chen Jianchen raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "What a saying, 'Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.' Hey, God Hou Shan is a liar and has selfish thoughts. How can he be called a god?"
This sentence was so sharp that it struck a vital point. Even Hou Qing's natural-born Guan Gong face turned black in vain. His pupils were like needles as he stared at Chen Jianchen:
Chen Jianchen showed no intention of flinching and responded calmly, and the atmosphere immediately became tense.