The golden light continued uninterrupted, like a bright sun, illuminating half of the night sky and dispelling the dark clouds like ink.

The stars and the moon are presented, and the moon on the fifteenth is very round and bright.

The starry sky is painted into a very beautiful picture, which makes people feel moved when they see it.

In the Lingshan District under the mountain, there are not many pedestrians on the road.

Suddenly, someone looked up and said in surprise, "Why is it dawning?"

"It's almost ten o'clock, and it's dawn?"

"It's kind of like a sunset, it's beautiful. ”

"That direction seems to be Lingshan. ”

"I'll go, it's Lingshan again, our Lingshan, there won't really be immortals, right?"

"Today's Midyear Festival, will it be a ghost haunt?"

Say anything.

And at the end of the street, there is a burnt ash pile a few meters away.

These are paper money burned by residents for deceased ancestors.

At the foot of the mountain, in the parking lot opposite.

There were a few ordinary cars parked, and in them sat men and women with serious faces.

Their eyes looked through the car window at the opposite Lingshan.

"Why don't you just go up?"

Suddenly, someone asked.

The man in the co-pilot said, "The minister said that you are not allowed to go up the mountain before the fifteenth." But if that Taoist priest wants to take the opportunity to let the fox demon leave, he will not allow it. ”

"Keep your eyes open a little, don't let that fox demon run away. ”

"Got it!"

Several people nodded in response.

Someone muttered: "It's not so much, since Daochang Chen said that we should go up the mountain after fifteen, we will definitely not do this kind of thing." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the co-pilot immediately stared at him viciously: "Cui Guanghui, make your identity clear! Don't lower your vigilance just because you know him." ”

"Got it. ”

Cui Guanghui was a little tired.

The Taoist temple is here, how can it be possible to do such a thing.

And to put it mildly, he didn't feel that he had so many people who could have any advantage in front of Daochang Chen.

"Look. ”

A woman suddenly snorted softly, pushed the car door with some excitement, and looked up at the high sky of Lingshan.

Several other cars of people also got out of the way.

"What's going on in the mountains?"

"That's... Sunset?"

"It's probably sunset, and I don't want to see what time it is. ”

"It must be moonshine. ”

"Your moon is as bright as the sun?"

"What's that?"

A group of people fell silent.

yes, what's that?

It's so bright, it's more than half the sky on the mountain.

Half of the sky in the entire Lingshan City was dyed with a faint touch of gold.

Extraordinarily beautiful, extraordinarily... Sacred.

People can't help but feel a sense of non-blasphemy, which makes people want to bow down from the bottom of their hearts.

Cui Guanghui swallowed his saliva and said, "Could it be, there are immortals on the mountain, right?"

Still no one spoke.

Even a few people who were hostile to Chen Yang did not speak.

As members of Unit 97, they've seen too many things that ordinary people can't see.

Lonely ghosts, spirits, demons transformed into humans, Gu Yunqing who tried to live forever......

Since there are ghosts and demons in the world, who dares to say that there are no immortals?

No one dares to say.

They looked up at the top of the mountain, and the pale golden light reflected an indelible scene in their eyes.

Gradually, they felt at peace, and just looking at the golden sky, all their worries were swept away.

At this moment.

Whether it is Lingshan District, the urban area, or even the bridge connecting the middle of the urban area and Lingshan District.

The car owners who were driving also stopped one after another, got off the car, and looked at the golden sky above Lingshan.

The entire Lingshan City has a population of nearly 10 million.

Or standing on your balcony or on the street.

They held their heads up, kept the same posture, and looked in the same direction.

Lingshan City has never been so quiet, quiet, and eerie.

The golden light lasted for more than half an hour, and in this more than half an hour, Lingshan City, which was shrouded in golden light, constantly had black shadows flying towards Lingshan.

The local officials showed their saints and protected the side of the mausoleum.

All the lonely souls and wild ghosts in Lingshan City were all summoned to Lingshan at this moment.

It was pitch black, and there were countless lonely ghosts.

At most, it is Chen Yang, who has a numb scalp.

All the lonely ghosts and ghosts are floating in mid-air.

Their eyes are reverent and in awe.

The golden light gradually faded, and Chen Yang took a breath softly.

He didn't know what was going on under the mountain, let alone what kind of impact this golden light had on the entire Lingshan City.

He looked at the statue of the local official god, and then slowly turned around, swept over the group of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and said: "Follow the poor road to pray for the blessings of the people, and accumulate yin gong by yourself." ”

Then take a few steps back, hold the wooden fish, and recite the "Five Bucket Sutra".

The lonely souls and wild ghosts who were kneeling on the ground stood up one after another at this moment, closed their eyes, and silently followed Chen Yang to pray for blessings.

The lonely souls floating in the air also closed their eyes, their hearts were pious, and they followed Chen Yang and offered their most sincere prayers.

A little golden point of light, the size of a grain of rice, slowly condensed from the bodies of this group of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and then flew into the air.

The golden points of light continued to converge, and Chen Yang's chanting sound, like divine help, floated out of the Lingshan Mountain, spreading in all directions.

If you look down from the sky, you can see the lights of thousands of homes in Lingshan City, which are connected into a line, which is very spectacular and magnificent.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The lights of the ten thousand houses were extinguished one by one, and finally the whole city was shrouded in darkness.

It's silent.

At the foot of the mountain.

"What's that sound?"

"It makes you want to sleep. ”

"Go to sleep first, I'll keep vigil tonight. ”

One by one, they returned to the car, and almost as soon as they sat down, they closed their eyes and fell asleep.

The man who kept vigil, holding on.

But the eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

That drowsiness couldn't be stopped.

"I'll just sit there for a while. ”

The man muttered to himself and sat on the ground leaning against the tires of the car.

The eyelids were already fighting, yawning constantly.

"I'll just squint for a moment..."

Men comfort themselves.

But as soon as his eyes were closed, the drowsiness came like a tide, and he didn't resist anymore, and fell asleep.

Urban.

"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to go home and sleep. ”

"I'm so tired from work today. ”

"Xiaoli, let's go, go to Bundi. ”

"No, I'm going home and sleeping. ”

After the golden light disappeared, order was restored to the streets and alleys.

But then, people found that they would always hear strange sounds ringing in their ears.

The voice was faint, as if someone was chanting.

But no one cared too much about it, just thought it was too tired.

When I got home, I lay down upside down, and within two seconds, I fell asleep directly.

In the wee hours of the morning.

The entire Lingshan City fell into darkness.

Sleeping citizens, they had a dream.

In a dream.

They saw a Taoist chief in Taoist robes, but his face could not be seen clearly, standing on a high mountain.

This Taoist chief knocked on the wooden fish and recited the true scriptures.

Behind him, there stood countless people.

Those people, with pious expressions, seemed to be praying for something.

They felt a very peaceful and comfortable atmosphere.

It was as if the whole world suddenly became bright.

"Gather the faith of millions of ancestors and pray for blessings and disasters. From today onwards, you can bless the Lingshan for a hundred years. ”

The words of the Taoist priest slowly sounded in everyone's dreams.

This night, good dreams.