The middle-aged boss listened to the words, his eyelids twitched, and his face was shocked.

"How do you know, young man?"

His voice was lowered.

"Young man, let me tell you, I have opened a shop here for decades, and it used to be very quiet here, but recently Longhu Mountain is not very peaceful, and many Taoist priests in the temple have suddenly been driven away, and suddenly some Taoist priests I have not met before often go down the mountain and go up the mountain, and every time they come back, they bring a black altar. ”

"And I heard that there have been rumors of haunting around Longhu Mountain recently, and some of these Taoist priests I mentioned have appeared in these places, so they have been spread recently, and the black jar that the Taoist priest is carrying in his hand contains ghosts, do you say that it is scary?"

The middle-aged boss said to Jiang Xiaobai with a blank face.

"Oh?"

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, and a hint of interest flashed between his eyebrows.

"Boss, thank you!"

Without waiting for the owner of the store to continue, Jiang Xiaobai thanked him and walked out of the store quickly.

"Uh..."

There were no customers in the store, and the middle-aged boss had just been aroused to chat with some interest, and when he saw that the guest suddenly left, he was a little stunned, and then muttered, put away the dishes and chopsticks, and went to the back of the kitchen.

After Jiang Xiaobai left the store, he followed in the direction where the two Taoist priests, one old and one young, had left.

A few minutes later, Jiang Xiaobai stopped at the door of a hotel, his eyebrows slightly surprised.

It seems that the two Taoist priests will also spend the night at the foot of the mountain.

He moved his eyebrows, looked up the third floor, and then turned his footsteps and left in the direction of his coming.

..................

It was late at night, and it was two o'clock in the morning.

A hotel called "Welcome Guest", on the fourth floor, a certain room.

In the room, more than a dozen square meters, but all kinds of organs, Jiang Xiaobai sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyebrows and eyes lowered.

Yang Shen was out of his body, and his body was already floating out of his body.

I saw his footsteps step like ice into boiling water, through the wall, and disappear into the room.

The hotel where the two Taoist priests, one old and one young, stayed overnight and Jiang Xiaobai was unwilling, and his Yang Shen arrived after a few breaths.

He stood in front of the third floor, stepped forward, and entered.

In the room, it was pitch black, and the two Taoist priests seemed to be tired and fell asleep.

The little Taoist priest who was not more than the age of the weak crown was still snoring for a long time.

Jiang Xiaobai's Yang Shen glanced at the room, and then landed on the black jar on the bedside table, with some interest in his eyes.

As soon as the two Taoist priests began to appear, they caught his attention, especially the reluctant look of the boss.

At that time, he glanced at the two of them and found that the other party had internal qi, and he was still an orthodox Taoist aura, plus he appeared in Longhu Mountain, and he should be a Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master Dao.

Listening to what the owner of the shop said, Longhu Mountain seems to have undergone a major reshuffle, and it turns out that many Taoist priests in the temple have been driven away, and many new faces have appeared.

Jiang Xiaobai combined with the current world, and there was a hidden guess in his heart, thinking that after the revival of the aura, many Taoist systems began to recover, and those fake Taoist priests who were originally wearing green clothes and robes and spending their time thinking about making money were all driven down the mountain.

Come to think of it, there should be a shadow of the above.

Jiang Xiaobai pondered in his heart, and his mind was placed on the black altar again.

On this black altar, the cinnabar runes painted should be some kind of rune seals, and the black cloth and black lines sealed at the mouth of the altar, he smelled the smell of ink.

As for the inside of the altar, Jiang Xiaobai's divine thoughts fed back a pale black gas that made people have negative emotions.

Listening to the boss, the black altar is filled with ghosts, Jiang Xiaobai really thinks it's possible.

Ghosts, it is recorded in the Taoist scriptures that the soul of a person is changed from the body after death, usually for some reason, with more or less resentment, just like the princess Li Shuiyue of the ancient country.

As for the death of ordinary people and the soul of the underworld, Jiang Xiaobai shook his head, what Hades, Meng Po, and Niu Tou Ma Mian are mostly strange people, and strange stories are made up.

As for where people go after death, Jiang Xiaobai is not clear, Taoism has no reincarnation theory, and Buddhism only has it.

The depth of it, with his current cultivation and experience, he still doesn't understand.

The reason why Jiang Xiaobai caught up with these two Taoist priests was that if the black altar was filled with ghosts, what did the Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master arrest him for?

I heard from the boss that he had seen many Taoist priests, and they all carried a black altar when they went up the mountain.

Why did these Heavenly Masters and Taoist priests catch ghosts and go to Longhu Mountain?

Shouldn't it be overtaken or killed on the spot?

That's what he wonders, or what he's interested in.

His expression flickered, and he looked at the young Taoist priest who was sleeping and snoring on the bed, and laughed.

Then, I saw a scoop of the phantom of his Yang God, turning into a small golden dot and burrowing into the eyebrows of the young Taoist priest.

...................

A dense forest of green mountains, the sky is clear, and the sun pours down, through the dense branches and leaves of the forest, shooting down a warm yellow pillar of light.

A young man in a Taoist robe carried a firewood basket on his back and picked up firewood in the mountains and forests.

It's just that he spends most of his time looking down at something, his steps are rambling aimlessly, and he forgets to pick up the firewood under his feet.

"Woo-oh"

The young Taoist priest walked with his head down, not paying attention to the direction, and hit his head on a tree, letting out a painful snort.

As soon as the hand rubbed his nose, an object fell from his hand.

The color cover turned out to be a comic book.

This sixteen or seventeen-year-old young Taoist priest was so forgetful of reading comic books just now that he couldn't even look at the road and didn't pick up firewood.

When the young Taoist priest saw that his beloved comic book had fallen, he quickly squatted down and picked it up, and slapped it a few times.

Then, ignoring the pain in his nose, he looked at it happily.

"Stinky boy, reading comic books again. ”

Suddenly, there was an angry rebuke, and the forest appeared.

An old Taoist priest stood a few meters away from the young Taoist priest, his brows furrowed.

"Division. Master, why are you here?"

When the young Taoist priest saw the old Taoist priest appear, his face was panicked, and he held the comic book in his hand and hid it back.

Every time Master saw him reading a comic book, he would angrily reprimand him and throw the book away.

He hasn't finished reading it yet.

"It's not good to collect firewood, read some villain books. ”

The corner of the "old Taoist" couldn't help but flash a smile, and he quickly resumed his angry eyebrows, but he was a little reluctant to look at it.

The young Taoist priest felt strange, why did the master seem to be laughing just now, and his voice seemed to be a little wrong, but he was afraid that his beloved comic book would be thrown away by the master, so he didn't care when he panicked.

"Ahem, let me ask you, why is this black altar sent to Longhu Mountain?"

The "old Taoist" suddenly had a black altar in his hand and asked the young Taoist.

"Master, when you ask me what I do, didn't you say that this is the 'Entrance to the Mountain'?"

..................

In the room, the young Taoist priest was sleeping soundly, but suddenly woke up and sat up.

This movement alarmed the sleeping old Taoist priest.

"Bitter life, what's the matter?"

"It's fine, just a dream. ”

The priest replied in the dark, then glanced in the direction of the bedside table, and then fell back to sleep.

At this time, in the room, Jiang Xiaobai's Yang God looked at all this with a smile on his face.

"The entrance ceremony of the Heavenly Master Dao is interesting!"

With a step, the room truly regained its quietness.