As soon as the morning sun showed half of his face, Zhang Tieta got up. Go into the kitchen and turn on the faucet, wash your face and rinse your teeth. As soon as the towel was hung up, Zhang Laoliu's shout came from outside the door: "Village chief, village chief, my senior brother is going to open the altar to catch ghosts, he invites you over!"

opened the door, Zhang Tieta said, "Sixth, come in and sit down." Zhang Lao Liu shook his hand unhurriedly, saying that he had a lot to do, and he was busy! Zhang Tieta said that you take care of yourself, and I will go over later. Zhang Lao Liu agreed again and again, turned around and left. When the meal was served, Zhang Tieta felt strange in his heart: The eldest son always gets up in the morning, why is there no one today? He said to the younger son: "Ming, go and ask your brother to get up for dinner, when is it?"

Zhang Ming took three steps and made two steps, and ran upstairs. At this moment, Zhang Yang happened to watch the tape of the video all night. He scolded: "Fuck! It turns out that these guys are doing ghosts, look how I can stab through your deceitful tricks!" Zhang Ming shouted: "Brother, Dad told you to go down to eat." Then he asked in wonder: "It's early in the morning, who are you muttering and?" Zhang Ming opened his mouth to ask. Zhang Yang waved his hand and said, "Don't ask, when the meal is ready, there will be an answer." ”

"Eat and have the answer?!"

"Just go to the barnyard and you'll know. Silly brother!"

"Is there a connection between the fuck and the barn?" Zhang Ming touched the back of his head, looking innocent. Zhang Yang chuckled and said, "Let's go down and eat, silly little brother!"

"Hey, hey, hey, am I stupid?" Zhang Ming shouted reluctantly.

……

Zhang Tieta's family rushed to the threshing floor. At that time, it was already crowded. There was a large circle outside the altar. People are tiptoeing, stretching their necks, their eyes wide open, and looking in. Those standing on the periphery brought a stool and stood on it to look inside. At this time, someone was saying: Taoist priests have seen ghosts, but they can't see ghosts. The implication: This is a rare scene of ghost hunting and ghost killing in a hundred years. "Today was an eye-opener. Someone said with a little excitement.

Zhang Tieta coughed dryly. Whenever the villagers gathered, he would put on the full majesty of the village chief.

"Ah, village chief, you're here!" one of the villagers first spotted the tower. He opened his voice and shouted, "Get out of the way!" The masses of unknown reasons turned their heads one after another. Seeing that it was Zhang Tie Tower, everyone showed a respectful look on their faces, and quickly and consciously got out of the way. Someone greeted him affectionately: "Village Chief, you are tired during this time.

Zhang Tieta maintained a smile that was both serious and approachable, and nodded frequently. Before walking to the altar, he began to show a smile that was extremely inconsistent with the identity of the village chief.

Seeing Zhang Tieta's arrival, the Eagle-Nosed Lama saluted with one hand and said, "Village Chief Zhang, please take a seat." Zhang Tieta replied repeatedly. At a glance, there were tables in front, south, and north of the altar; two young mages sat next to the two tables standing side by side on the right side of the altar; Zhang Shi, the village party secretary, sat in the center behind the altar, habitually holding the pipe in his mouth, and kept chirping; Zhang Laoliu was running around extremely hard to maintain order at this time, as if he was a "little master."

Zhang Tieta moved his chair and sat down next to Zhang Shi. Smile and respectfully ask, "Has the ghost hunt begun?"

The eagle-nosed lama nodded yes, closed his eyes, muttered words in his mouth, and circled around the altar, first slowly and then quickly. There was a commotion of ideas. Someone exclaimed: Alas, it's awesome to turn so fast with your eyes closed!

Zhang Yang and Zhang Ming were let to the front because they were "the sons of the village chief". Zhang Yang witnessed the performance of the eagle-nosed lama, and couldn't help but snort in his nose. Of course, others will not notice and will not care. Zhang Ming turned his head to look at his brother's face and expression, and said, "Brother, you said, can this mage catch ghosts and kill ghosts?"

"Didn't you say that you were made to wait to watch the show!"

"Watching a play?" Zhang Ming used to touching the back of his head, and after thinking about it, he still didn't understand what his brother meant.

The eagle-nosed lama turned clockwise six times, then counterclockwise six times, stopped, opened his eyes, and shouted: "Left and right protectors!" The two little lamas suddenly stood up, walked to the eagle's nose, quickly separated one left and one right, and agreed in unison: "The disciple is here, please open the altar of the Dharma." The eagle-nosed lama lowered his head and closed his eyes, chanted a word, and suddenly shouted: "Light the holy fire!" The index index of his right hand and the middle finger of the middle finger volleyed twice in the air. Two large, unlit red candles on the altar table were strung with flames. There was a sudden clamor of discussion and exclamation from the audience.

The Eagle-Nosed Lama then walked the Bagua to the center of the open field in front of the altar. Two young mages followed. At the same time, the three of them sat down in the place where the futon was placed on the ground, and Ali Xiba began to chant as he rose from the ground. At this time, the eagle-nosed lama raised his hands and dragged out his voice: "Rise--Dharma-altar!" At this moment, a puff of smoke suddenly rose from under the buttocks of the three masters and apprentices. After the smoke passed, people were surprised to find that the futon had been lifted off the ground and floated in the air, and the three mages were sitting firmly on it!

"Wow!Hehan!Wonder!" someone exclaimed. There was a fuss. Some people say, it's really an eye-opener, it seems that this ghost has been eliminated. People are looking forward to more exciting "performances".

Sure enough, a more wonderful "performance" began, and the three masters and apprentices of the Eagle Nose Lama turned clockwise like a grinding plate, from slow to fast, like a car tire running at high speed, and it took about five minutes to stop. The necks of the people stretched longer, and the tiptoes did not know that they were sore, and even more desperately, they were desperately separated from the crowd and squeezed to the front, and no one refused to give up watching this scene that can only be seen in mythological stories.

At this moment, the eagle-nosed lama opened his eyes, stretched out his legs that were sitting cross-legged, as if supported by a stream of steam, and slowly fell to the ground. I saw him wave his hand and shout in a deep voice, "Protect the Dharma left and right, and guard the north and south gates!" After hearing the sound, the two little lamas were like duckweed, and with his wave of his hand, they "floated" to the table in the north and south positions.

"Open-Enlightenment-Heaven-Eyes!" but saw the eagle-nosed lama open his arms and raise them high, shouting in a strange yin and yang manner. Before he could finish speaking, the man jumped up again and sat cross-legged on the table directly in front of the altar. At the same time, a hole suddenly opened in the center of his eyebrows, shooting out a strong light, and the brilliance went from strong to weak, and finally disappeared. People were amazed, and they were even more surprised when they saw it clearly, just like the Erlang God in "Journey to the West", who grew an eye out of thin air between his eyebrows!

At this moment, the Eagle Nose Lama is like a Buddha in the western heavens, and he said slowly, "Fellow villagers and elders, this master has discovered the hiding place of evil spirits through practice, sitting on the altar, lighting the holy fire, and opening the eyes of heaven. Alas, five hundred years old ghosts, I can't imagine that there are ten of them in your village! However, through this mage's method, six have already been bluffed, and the other four are not shallow! However, even if they are the most powerful, they can't escape this mage's 'Heavenly Sword'!" With a bang, he drew a glittering soft sword from his waist.

Some "Jin Yong fans" said that "Yitian Sword" is not a soft sword. Someone admonished, "This is the Heavenly Sword that slays demons and destroys demons, and of course it is different from what is written in the book." ”

“……”

The eagle-nosed lama was very pleased with the reaction of the people, and raised the "Heavenly Sword" to draw an arc towards the sky, and laughed with his head held high. Immediately, he shouted loudly, "Leaning on the Heavenly Sword, leaning on the Heavenly Sword, borrowing the aura of heaven and earth, subduing demons and eliminating ghosts, manifesting spirits!"

Seeing the eagle-nosed lama pretending to be a ghost like this, Zhang Yangyang couldn't help but sneer. Zhang Ming, who was elated, knew the mystery. He danced excitedly, "Is that all there is to it?" Zhang Yang shook his head. At this time, Zhang Ming couldn't help shouting again, "It's really a god!"

"Manifest the spirit, manifest the spirit!" the Eagle-nosed Lama's cry was like a tidal wave, one higher than the other, covering everything. With a rumbling thunderous sound, the sound resounded through the sky, as if the sky was about to collapse, and the heavens and the earth darkened at this moment. People suddenly felt that their eyes were dark, and they couldn't see their fingers. I can't help but shout, you hit my head, I step on your feet...... It's a mess.

At this moment, a dazzling light flashed in the sky, and then one after another, a mournful howl gradually approached from a distant place, making people feel as if it was ringing in their ears, and their hearts trembled. The moment the howl disappeared, he felt a black mass descend from mid-air, and fell to the ground with a thud. In a moment, heaven and earth were restored to their original state. The people fell silent amid the uneasy noise. But then he started shouting again, "Hell!" "Dead ghost!" "......"

On the ground, there is a "ghost" that looks like an orangutan in a zoo, lying quietly. The Heavenly Sword was stuck in its belly, and green blood spilled down the blade and flowed to the ground.

Brave people rushed up to see the true face of the "ghost". However, at this moment, the "ghost" gradually shrunk, and finally turned into a puddle of green water, and only the silver shining "Heavenly Sword" was lying on the ground.

What is the reason for this? People turned their inquiring eyes to the eagle-nosed lama. The corners of the eagle-nosed lama's mouth showed a wicked smile that was imperceptible to others. Of course, he understands people's mental activities. Jumped down, bent down to pick up the "Heavenly Sword", and thrust it back into its scabbard. "This 'Heavenly Sword' is handed down by the generation of the ancestor of this mage's ancestor, this sword is forged by the aura of heaven and earth, in the vast ghost world, no matter how high its Dao line is, where this sword qi is turned into blood and water in a short period of time, and will never be reborn!" The three of this mage, master and apprentice, should have eliminated the remaining three evil ghosts in one fell swoop today, but because this mage saw with his heavenly eyes, the three evil ghosts left behind are far away in the wilderness sixty kilometers away at the moment, and when they come back with a ghost summoning charm tonight, they will be annihilated in one fell swoop tomorrow!"

At this time, the young man in the crowd who had a little insight muttered in a low voice, "Didn't you just say that you scared away six of them, and the other four are still there, why is there only one......

The eagle-nosed lama didn't seem to hear this, and when he arrived in front of Zhang Tieta, he smiled with a bow, "Village Chief Zhang, let's stop here for today's altar, if you have something to say, say a few words to everyone." ”

What do you say to everyone? This mage always plays the harp indiscriminately. If it weren't for Zhang Tieta's personal witnesses to this unheard-of process of eliminating ghosts, and his admiration for the eagle-nosed lama, he would have been disgusted, and maybe he would have counted a few words. But at this moment, he was full of smiles and kind words, "Master, you can do what you say." ”