Chapter 15: Returning to the Soul Blocks the Way

"Earthly!" The master suddenly raised the peachwood sword, raised his foot and stomped on the ground three times, Gedi, the trees of the whole village roared, the chaotic leaves, all of them flew down at once, the cold breeze suddenly turned into a violent wind, blowing out of the village, almost blowing me to the ground, fortunately, the master stood in front of me, and pointed back with the peachwood sword, and shouted: "Heaven and earth, borrow my law!" ”

Yes? Why did Master borrow the Fa? Could it be that something big is happening in this village?

It stands to reason that if the master does not encounter a critical moment, he will not easily borrow the Fa, after all, every time he borrows the Fa, he will pay a great price, and the master will definitely not joke with his lifespan, so once the master borrows the Fa, he means that he must do this, but what is he going to do, it seems that the original aura has been broken!

The chaotic leaves hit my face urgently, I desperately protected my face, and followed the master head-on to rush into the village, sure enough, in the middle of the village, at an intersection, there was a magic altar, behind which a person was wearing a Taoist robe, and was struggling to cast spells, he held the order flag, and waved it towards us suddenly, but the master changed his footwork, raised the peach wood sword and stabbed it in the air, and suddenly saw the Taoist priest's altar rumbling and trembling, and the Taoist priest was so frightened that he hurriedly picked up a command flag again, and the double flags came out together, and the master frowned, The toes slammed into the ground, and the peachwood sword in his hand slammed towards the man's altar, shouting: "Break the law!" ”

"Boom!"

The peachwood sword plunged straight into the altar of the Taoist priest, and the entire altar suddenly exploded in response, and it was even more powerful, shaking the Taoist priest back five or six steps, and falling to the ground.

The master strode to the altar, clenched his fists and said coldly and angrily: "Daoist friend Wanfu, I was so offended just now!" ”

"You...... It turned out that someone was making trouble, I thought it was the old ghost who came back to his soul, since you are also a cultivator, why did you break my altar?! The Taoist priest was in his early thirties, his voice was a little sharp, his face was thin, and he still had a mustache on his chin, but at this moment he was embarrassed to hold on to his hat and get up, pointing at the master and screaming loudly.

"This, fellow Daoist, this is a village where the people gather, how can you arrange the Yin Altar indiscriminately and destroy the Yin and Yang Qi here, you must know that doing so is harmful to the people of this place!" Master will tell you the truth.

When the mustachioed Taoist priest heard this, he immediately jumped in anger, and then pointed at the master and shouted, "What do you know?!" This spell was cast by the village chief of Changsu Village here who spent a lot of money to ask the poor Dao to do it, don't I know that the Yin Altar can't be set up here? Isn't that something that can't be helped?! ”

I didn't expect this mustache to look skinny, and his temper is not small, but think about it, if Master's altar is inexplicably broken, I'm afraid I will also jump up and fight with the other party.

"What did you say? The village chief here invited you to decorate the altar? Master frowned.

The so-called Yin altar is the altar of the ghosts, this kind of altar does not move the gods in the sky, but can only use the ghosts and ghosts underground, but the ghosts and ghosts are quite heavy, and the arrangement of such an altar must be in a place where people are inaccessible, otherwise it will make the yin and yang in the vicinity upside down, if there are living people nearby, there will be great damage to people, so the master will be forced to cut the first and then play, and break the mustache of the yin altar and then speak.

When the mustache heard this, he immediately stood up embarrassedly: "That, that's not it, they just asked me to stop a new ghost head seven souls, as for what altar to arrange, let me ......"

The master sighed lightly: "That Daoist friend should ...... Well? Why did Daoyou stop the Night of Soul Return? You must know that the seven souls of the new ghost head are the norm of the heavens, and if you do this kind of ritual, aren't you afraid of going against the heavens and suffering from heaven's punishment? ”

"This, this, this...... I know, but the villagers, the hospitality of the villagers is also difficult...... I see so many villagers crying out in unison for me to do this, I think it shouldn't be so serious if I follow the public opinion......" The mustache was suddenly panicked by Master's words.

The master shook his head again: "First of all, it is already a sin to arrange the Yin Altar and destroy the Yin and Yang Qi here, and then to prevent the new ghost head from returning to the soul for seven times, Daoist friends are wrong again and again!" ”

The mustache was completely panicked, nodded again and again, and said: "What Brother Dao said is extremely true, I know that I am wrong, I regret that I should not take this business, by the way, in Pingyang Daoist, dare to ask Brother Dao's surname?" ”

Seeing that the other party had accepted the conditioning so reverently, the master immediately breathed a sigh of relief, gently clenched his fists, and said, "In Xiamaoshan Sect Yang Yuanshan, I have seen Brother Pingyang Dao. ”

"Ahh Could it be that Brother Dao is Yang Yuanshan, the Tantric Master of the Maoshan Sect?! The mustache's eyes widened.

The master returned the salute again: "It's just a cheap name, not enough to worry about." ”

The mustache suddenly wilted, and he actually smiled: "In this way, losing in the hands of the famous Brother Yang Dao is not a loss at all, hehe!" ”

The master frowned and asked, "Brother Pingyang Dao, why are you here?" What kind of business did you take, and what happened to this Long Whisker Village? Our master and apprentice have just arrived in your place, and we still hope that Brother Pingyang will give advice. ”

The mustache smiled embarrassedly and said, "Brother Yang Dao is really so polite, how dare I teach you in the future...... Hehe, that's right, there has indeed been a big incident in this Changsu Village recently, Brother Yang Dao let me say slowly. ”

It is said that Pingyang Taoist is originally from Anhui, and he has been traveling recently, this time in Dayan Town, three days ago, the village chief of Changsu Village, Feng Laoxi, took the two of them to the Taoist Temple to find Pingyang Taoist, and asked Pingyang Taoist to help Changsu Village solve a tricky matter, Pingyang Taoist practice is not deep, and when he saw that the village chief took so much money to invite him, he did not ask carefully, so he came directly to Changsu Village, and only knew what happened when he arrived here.

It's just that seven days ago, there was a Wang Baoquan Wang Shanren in the village who passed away, so the villagers wanted Pingyang Daoren to prevent Wang Shanren from returning to his soul on the night of Wang Shanren's first seven days, and that was the kind of thing.

But the problem is not so simple, to say that the villagers also keep calling Wang Baoquan a good person, but how can the soul of a good person not be able to return to his soul in the first seven years? This is a big problem in itself, Pingyang Daoist was puzzled, and asked this question on the spot, it turned out that this matter was not because of Wang Shanren himself, but because of Wang Shanren's family business.

Speaking of Wang Shanren, not to mention the people of this village, even the people in the neighboring towns have heard of it, Wang Shanren's ancestor was the account keeper of a money village in the late Qing Dynasty, the family income is quite high, naturally the rich party, and the Wang family has contributed a lot of money to support the Anti-Japanese War during the Anti-Japanese War, so it is not only respected, but also loved by the local people, and the family business accumulated by the ancestors has not been defeated.

On weekdays, whenever a poor person finds Wang Shan's family for help, Wang Shanren does not refuse to come, gives up his wealth for righteousness, and scatters his wealth from time to time to help more poor people, so his good reputation is far and wide.

According to the local people, it was a piece of feng shui treasure land, which was left by Wang Shanren's ancestors, and has been preserved as the ancestral tomb of Wang Shanren's family, but now that the reform and opening up, there is a policy of land sharing, and some people have taken the lead in inciting the crackdown on land private occupation, so the ancestral tomb of Wang Shan's family has become the target of public criticism.

In the end, the village chief Feng Laoxian took the villagers' intentions and ran to Wang Shan's house to discuss with Wang Shanren whether to contribute the land occupied by the ancestral tomb so that there would be more land in the village to cultivate.

But in fact, the villagers want that piece of land is not for cultivation, because the land covers an area of only about three acres, even if all of them are handed over, it is not enough for a few families, and there is no need to embarrass a good person who has done good deeds all year round.

When Pingyang Daoist said this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Daoist Pingyang, what are you sighing for? Since Wang Shanren has done good deeds and accumulated virtues, he must also be a person who believes in bearing cause and effect, and if the villagers intend to build a temple on that land, they must still be accommodating. I asked, stunned.

Pingyang Taoist pulled his mustache and said with an embarrassed face: "That's right, Wang Shan's family also means this, if you build a land temple, a mountain temple, or a Taoist fairy temple can be discussed, although it is a good land, but if you comply with the will of the people, their family can also negotiate to let it out, but the temple that the villagers want to build is not a fairy temple, but a ghost temple." ”

"What? Ghost Temple? What kind of ghosts and gods are worthy of a temple and are worshiped by the world's incense? I was stunned.

The master also looked at the Pingyang Taoist in surprise, and nodded and said: "What Ergou said is right, the people do have folk beliefs, but the gods who can build temples and accept worship from all directions are all ordered by the heavenly court, and there are cases in the eight directions around. ”

Pingyang Taoist sighed: "That's right, but this temple is dedicated to an alternative ghost god that the people here believe in, what kind of ghost general is called, I have been in this big salt town for so long, and I have checked Taoist classics, there is no record of such a ghost general at all, but Brother Yang Dao, you don't know, there is a big ghost general temple in Dayan Town, and the local people also believe in it. ”