Chen San looked at the ghost creature coldly, contemptuous of the majestic momentum of the common people, and made a majestic and heavy voice.

"This is just a wisp of my divine soul, you are just an ant who escaped from hell, although you have broken through the seal of the eighteenth layer of purgatory, but to catch you, a wisp of divine soul is enough. ”

After that, the black-red momentum was like a monstrous wave, pressing towards the ghost.

The ghost thing did not retreat at all, and the black ghost qi erupted again, transforming into a huge ghost hand to resist the monstrous momentum, and the ghost qi continued to gather towards the silver helmet.

Chen San didn't make any moves, and the sky-turning handprints pressed down from the huge waves, and the three sky-turning handprints of "Dong Dong Dong" all hit the ghost hands formed by the black ghost qi.

The ghost hand was not broken, and the ghost qi that continued to pour out from the ground condensed towards the ghost hand, but the ghost thing pressed by the three earth-shaking handprints knelt on one knee and couldn't get up for a long time.

The ghost qi was frantically condensed in the ghost hand and the silver helmet, and the ghost thing once again pulled out the black spear with a black body from the silver helmet, the spear at this time was no longer the spear that was chopped and exploded by Yang Chengzi, an intact pitch-black spear, condensed by a purer ghost qi, and the spear showed the same black and red momentum as Chen San.

"Boom" fell to the ground, and the ghost stood up with a spear.

Chen San still didn't move at all, he closed his eyes, there were no clouds in the sky, and the moon was particularly bright.

Suddenly, the roar of ghosts and wolves began to appear in the distance, getting closer and closer, closer and closer...

The ghost thing began to look around but did not see any figure, did not sit still, did not hesitate to turn defense into attack, the spear hissed and rushed towards Chen San, and the two pure ghost qi soldiers behind him divided into two ways, locked on Chen San, and stabbed like a sharp sword.

The sound of the ghost crying wolf howl was getting closer and closer, and before the spear could touch Chen San, an unbearable sense of oppression was suppressed.

With a "bang", the body of the ghost thing that had already jumped up was pressed to the ground, and there was no resistance at all, and the sword-like ghost qi also dissipated instantly.

Then in the sky, countless undead appeared, like wild horses on the loose, accompanied by the heavenly fire and thunder, swooping towards the ghosts, countless undead were constantly ignited by the heavenly fire, and in an instant, they transformed into the souls of the underworld.

This instrument soul is the soul of the Ten Halls of the Underworld, Emperor Yu of the Yama Song Dynasty - 'Destroying the Common People'.

The huge soul that seemed to destroy the world swooped down and fell towards the ghost that was no longer able to move.

The ghost thing is unwilling, and it is impossible to have a second chance after waiting for seven hundred years, and the ghost hand formed by the ghost qi "dong" propped up on the ground, and the other ghost hand "dong" broke out of the body and propped it on the ground, struggling to get up.

The soul of the annihilating vessel had already reached the top of his head, and with a "boom", it smashed straight into the ghost.

In an instant, the burning fiery red ghost qi was like a meteorite falling, and huge ripples spread out.

The ghosts were pressed by the soul, and rushed to hell layer by layer, "knock knock...... all the way to the eighteenth layer of purgatory.

The chains that locked the hands and feet were like black snakes dancing wildly, emitting black-red light, dragging the ghost thing straight to the soul locking pillar of the eighteenth layer of purgatory.

With a "bang", the ghost thing sucked on the soul lock pillar, only letting out an unwilling roar, and slowly embedded in the soul lock pillar.

At this time, Chen San had already fainted to the ground, and his eyes were in a mess.

Yang Chengzi had already lost consciousness, and it didn't take long for Chen San to wake up, compared to the previous one or two days of being stunned by the impact of powerful divine thoughts, this time in just one or two hours, he woke up.

It's not that Chen San has become powerful, but this time Chen San invited a wisp of divine soul from the underworld hell, instead of a divine thought left in the yang world, which caused much less damage to the caster himself, just like the old man's divine soul.

Chen San blinked his eyes, looked at the sky, the sky was not yet bright, the moon was still in the sky, he didn't remember why he fainted for a while, recalling the scene before he fainted, thinking about it, he only remembered that Yang Chengzi let him perform the Divine Technique, and even forgot why he used the Divine Technique, and when he thought of Yang Chengzi, Chen San immediately sat up.

Looking at the mess all over the ground, he was stunned for a moment, then stood up and started looking for someone, and saw the Shangqing Sword inserted in the ground not far away, and next to the Shangqing Sword was Yang Chengzi with a dusty face.

Chen San hurriedly ran over, pulled Yang Chengzi up at once, and shouted while shaking: "Yang Daochang, Yang Daochang, why did you hang up so easily, if you hang up, how can I go back and explain to your master, wake up, don't scare me." ”

Chen San shook Yang Chengzi as he spoke, and when he saw the blood flowing from Yang Chengzi's face, eyes and nose, he was so anxious that he really thought he was dead, and he didn't see any reaction from Yang Chengzi after shaking it for a long time, so he put Yang Chengzi down, probed his nose, and breathed, and then settled down, thinking what should I do?

At this time, he remembered that there was another monk, so he began to look for the monk in the mess, and after looking for a long time, he didn't find it, and patted his head and muttered.

"Yes, let Linghu drag it away. ”

As soon as his mind moved, the spirit tiger appeared in front of him, and he jumped out of the air.

Not long after, Linghu dragged the monk and appeared in front of Chen San.

"Chen San. ”

A cold voice with a hint of tenderness came, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Chen San turned his head in surprise, and sure enough, it was Chen Wan'er.

Chen San shouted happily: "Sister Wan'er, you're okay, you scared me to death last time, if the old man hadn't given me a piece of bamboo and told me that you were in the bamboo house, I really thought you were gone." ”

"If it weren't for the spirit tiger to resist the beating and run fast, I'm afraid I would have been scattered, after going back, the old Taoist used the secret technique to conceive my broken soul, plus the spirit gathering array, it was almost recovered in just a few days, and now there is no major problem, I will come back." Chen Wan'er said indifferently.

"Yes, yes, I want to find your bones, I almost forgot, I ......"

Chen San was stunned halfway through, looking at the monk who had already passed out and was lying unconscious and half-dead Yang Chengzi, who was lying on the side unconscious, and wanted to cry without tears

"Hanshan Temple hasn't arrived yet! How can I get them both over? ”

Chen San collapsed at that time, thinking that he would carry one by one and drag one by one, and really hoped that it was not Yang Chengzi who was lying there, but himself.

Chen Wan'er glanced at Linghu, he instantly understood, smiled at Linghu with a shy face, Linghu let out a complaining tiger roar, and then turned into a wisp of white light and disappeared into the distance.

Chen San looked at the direction where Linghu disappeared in a daze, and scolded: "Don't I owe you a meal of meat, as for it? Are you a tiger who talks about rules like this? Can't you take credit for it?"

Later, no matter how Chen San summoned him, Linghu ignored Chen San at all, and Chen Wan'er looked at Chen San and couldn't help.

Chen San could only carry Yang Chengzi, dragging the big monk's feet with one hand, just like that, and moved all the way to Hanshan Temple, fortunately, there was only half an hour left in Hanshan Temple, but this distance, Chen San was stunned to carry one and a half to move for an hour and a half before arriving at the bottom of the mountain of Hanshan Temple.

Chen Wan'er floated leisurely next to Chen San, fortunately, Hanshan Temple was not in the mountains, and it was dawn when several people arrived at Hanshan Temple.

Chen San was also tired, so he didn't drag them up, but let Chen Wan'er look at them, ran to Hanshan Temple, found the presiding abbot, and explained the reason for the matter, and the presiding abbot asked a few monks to carry the two people lying on the ground up the mountain with Chen San.

Buddhism is a place of cultivation, and Chen Wan'er is a soul body, so she can't enter, so she didn't follow in.

Chen San was as tired as a dead pig, and he didn't eat the food prepared by the monk, so he fell asleep, and when he woke up, it was almost the evening of the second day.

As soon as he woke up, he looked for the monk to eat, and asked Yang Chengzi and the monk about their injuries while eating, and learned that Yang Chengzi had just consumed too much soul power, and there would be no major problem after two days of cultivation, so he ate more happily.

I was hungry for two days and didn't eat, and there was a place where I could eat without spending money, and I felt sorry for my stomach if I didn't die.

Eating to his heart's content, he leaned against the wall to find the presiding abbot, the presiding abbot Dharma number followed, he had been a monk for forty or fifty years, and the Buddha root appeared in his teens and came to Hanshan Temple as a monk, and the little monk led Chen San to the presiding abbot's Zen house and retreated.

The abbot asked Chen San to sit down and asked about what happened to their group the day before yesterday, and asked Chen San about the details of the whole thing, where Chen San also learned that the injured monk Dharma was called Wu Chan, which was the prison in Hanshan Temple, and the magic cultivation was second to none in Hanshan Temple.

Wu Chan's trip down the mountain was originally to go to Fujia Village, more than a hundred miles south of Hanshan Temple, where a strange thing happened a few days ago.

Fujia Village has a large population, and although it is a village, there are hundreds of people large and small.

It is strange to say that there was no wind or rain in the middle of the day, and suddenly there was a "boom", and a thunderclap fell, killing a young man and an old woman who were working in the fields.

The two are not a family, the old woman sent some water to the young man to drink, the water has not yet reached the young man's hands, the two of them were both thundered and fell to the ground on the spot, it is not a new thing to be struck by lightning, but this thunder not only split the two of them, but also split a big hole on the ground.

When the villagers heard the thunder and saw the two people in Tanaka falling to the ground, they hurried over to investigate the situation, but it was too late, so they could only inform their family, and the villagers helped carry the two back home.

There was an old man among the villagers who rushed to the scene, and when he saw the big pit on the ground, he knew that it was a tomb, and when he looked into the pit, he could see the stone door of the tomb, so he quickly asked people to seal the tomb.

For the simple villagers, these ancient tombs are all obscure places, for them there is no interest, and the funeral goods inside will not even think about it, very unlucky, for fear of getting into any dirty things, far away, they will feel at ease.

At first, I thought that the ancient tomb was sealed, and the two of them were carried back to find a Taoist priest to do a ritual, and the matter was over.

As soon as the Taoist priest arrived at the young man's house and saw the corpse, he said that the corpse could not be cremated immediately, and the young man had not yet married a wife, and he was the only son in the family.

The Taoist priest had no choice, so he went to the eldest lady's house, and looked at the corpse of the eldest lady, or the same words, or the same result, the people in the village thought that the corpse was burned, the soul was gone, and they would not be reincarnated in the future, how could they let the Taoist priest burn them.

In the end, the Taoist priest thought of a compromise and gave them excess, but put forward two conditions, not agreeing not to love whoever comes.

The first condition is to bury the two of them immediately, and they will be overtaken together after the burial.

The second condition is that the two coffins must be sealed with coffin nails, and then wrapped with red rope to seal the coffin, the first night is exceeded, and the second day early in the morning must be buried in the coffin without delay.

Seeing that the Taoist priest was in such a hurry to be buried, the villagers also knew that there was something strange about this matter, and they didn't dare to make any more inch, so they could only reluctantly agree to the Taoist priest's approach.

The villagers carried the two coffins together, and there was no suitable place, so they could only spend more time with them in the ancestral hall of the village.

was killed by lightning, and the villagers occasionally heard about it, but it has never happened in this village, and two of them were killed at once, which is even more evil.

The Taoist priest and some villagers stayed in the ancestral hall, and the two people who were killed by lightning almost did not close their eyes after a night.

As soon as the morning dawned, the Taoist priest and the village chief found eight big men to carry the coffin and bury it, as long as they were buried, they could feel at ease.

The coffin is placed on two long benches, a hundred catties of coffins plus dozens of catties of people, and it is more than enough for the four big men to lift it, but none of the two coffins can be lifted, and they can't afford to get up after trying a few times.

The last few people wanted to try again, but before they could exert their strength, there was a "boom", and the coffin collapsed the two benches below and fell directly to the ground, followed by another "boom", and the other coffin also fell to the ground.

The two coffins landed almost at the same time, and the villagers had already raised their hairs and fled back to their homes, except for the two families and Taoist priests who were killed by thunder, even the village chief was gone.

This Taoist priest is just an ordinary outer Taoist priest, burning paper money, reciting the mantra of the past life is no problem, when he encounters these things, he only knows one of them, he doesn't know the other, he can see that the big thing is not good, but he is helpless and has no way to start.

When he first saw the corpse, he knew that it was not easy to deal with, and that it was beyond his scope to be cremated for him, and he thought about trying it, so he accepted the money, and he could not find someone else, but he knew that the development of things was not within his expectation at all.

I thought that the coffin was sealed, but it was a big deal that there was some movement, but I couldn't even lift it, but there was no movement, which was fundamentally different from what this Taoist priest thought.

In this way, the Taoist priest had no choice, and in desperation, he asked his family to discuss with the village chief, first put the coffin in the ancestral hall, sealed the ancestral hall, and waited for him to ask the Taoist priest of Maoshan to solve the matter.

The village chief was already trembling with fright, what you say is what, there is no opinion, just ask the Taoist priest to go back quickly, lest the night be long and dreamy, and then there will be any trouble.

The Taoist priest also immediately set off to Maoshan Mountain, and before he went, he also used cinnabar to draw a charm on the door of the ancestral hall to ward off evil spirits, hoping that the charm could have some effect.

Soon after the Taoist priest left, a small novice in Hanshan Temple wanted to go to other towns to buy some agarwood and amber needed to make incense in the temple.

The abbot discussed the matter with the other councilors in the temple, and finally decided to let the monk Wuzen go down the mountain to Fujia Village to have a look, and if he could, he would solve the matter, so as not to cause real monsters to harm the people.

How do you know that not long after coming down the mountain, he was beaten and carried back, and the abbot was also remorseful in his heart, he shouldn't have let him go alone, if he hadn't met Chen San and them, I am afraid that Wu Chan would have died on the spot.

After talking to the abbot for a long time, Chen San knew about Wu Chan's injury, so he wanted to go and see this Wu Chan great monk, so the abbot took Chen San to the Zen house of the Wu Chan great monk.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw that the great monk Wuzen was covered in white gauze, wrapped in the same as zongzi, Chen San didn't know how to open his mouth to comfort the abbot, and the monk Wuchan hadn't woken up at this time, so he could only say a few words casually in embarrassment.

In the end, I really didn't have anything to say, so I said to the abbot: "Otherwise, Master Abbot, you see that Master Wuzen is so seriously injured, Fujia Village will be left to me and Yang Chengzi, his injury is not serious, when he wakes up, he can eat something and go on the road, he is the eldest disciple of Maoshan, and it is most appropriate to leave this matter to him." ”

The abbot nodded after hearing this, and he didn't say anything polite to Chen San.

"The donor Ze is kind-hearted, Yang Daochang is a Maoshan Taoist, then the matter of this Fujia Village, the old man will entrust it to you, in fact, Buddhism is more suitable for the degree and the magic circle, we are not proficient in Maoshan for yin and yang magic, there is a little master and Yang Daochang to make a move, this matter will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune. ”

Chen San also replied politely: "What the abbot said is, don't worry about leaving this matter to us." With that, the two went back to the abbot's meditation house.

Along the way, Chen San really regretted it in his heart, and wanted to smoke his two ear melon seeds, but he didn't have anything to say, so he said casually, this is good, and said that Yang Chengzi was a good thing, but he turned out to be the same, and irrelevant things had to be taken on him, and this abbot was too, and he agreed so happily that he didn't give Chen San any room for regret.

Remorseful all the way, back to the meditation house, the abbot asked Chen San, "Little master, where are you two going all the way?"

The two of them talked for a long time before, they were all talking about ghosts and Fujia Village, Chen San didn't remember why he came to Hanshan Temple at all, and he was stunned for a moment.

slapped his thigh suddenly, "Abbot, I almost forgot if you didn't ask, I must have been tired from the road recently, I said that I seemed to have forgotten to say something." ”

The abbot looked at Chen San's expression and guessed a few points, "Little master, the purpose of your trip won't be our Hanshan Temple, right?

Chen San nodded in surprise, "Yes, yes, yes, I am from Chenjia Town, something happened in our town a few days ago, and many people died inexplicably, and I almost died, but fortunately I met an old Taoist priest, isn't this why he asked me to come to Hanshan Temple and Maoshan to find two people, one is the monk facing the wall of your Hanshan Temple." ”

When the abbot heard this, he said with a Buddha call: "Amitabha, there is this person in our temple, but, the monk you are looking for is facing the wall, I don't know if he will go down the mountain with you."

He has been facing the wall in the back mountain for 20 years, sitting on the edge of the cliff in the back mountain every day, experiencing the wind and sun, and the Buddha statue is motionless, and he still has something in his heart that has not let go.

There have been some things in the temple, big and small, but he has never left the back mountain for half a step, and only the little novice will deliver food every day, and even the old man has not been to see him for several years. ”