What did you find?

Walking out of the intensive care unit and coming to the stairwell, the Fa-righteous Daoist asked in a deep voice.

Wang Fatzi and several people also came around, all looking at Chen Dasheng with an inquiring face.

"The main soul has left the body, and judging by the signs, the soul has been detained."

"Great Sage, do you mean that the souls of the old master were detained by black and white impermanence? Don't be funny, this isn't the time for jokes. ”

Wang Fatzi looked incredulous.

No wonder he doesn't believe it, now this society has long broken the feudal superstition, not to mention, he has no intuitive understanding of Chen Dasheng's ability.

The battle of Wudang Mountain staged the martial arts field, and only the people of the Dharma Dao saw some clues.

The Fa-righteous Daoist had a solemn face, waved his hand to stop Wang Fatzi's words, and asked Chen Dasheng in a low voice: "Are they those Japanese?" ”

"It's hard to say, the whole floor can't feel the breath of the old masters, and you can't feel the breath of the Japanese."

Chen Dasheng began to pay attention to the situation on the entire floor from the moment he found that the main souls of several senior brothers had left his body, and he really didn't find anything.

He is also depressed, if the yin and yang eyes are opened, it is estimated that it can save a lot of trouble, the key is that his yin and yang eyes are only one layer away from being able to open, the last time he was forcibly opened in the Jiejian Cliff, the two eyes were almost blind, and it seriously left him a psychological shadow.

"I'll summon the soul first!"

After Chen Dasheng finished speaking, he walked down the stairs to the top floor.

Spiritualism must not be done in public.

The Fa-righteous Daoist followed closely, and Wang Fatzi and several Wudang disciples who came with him glanced at each other and followed up to the top floor.

The passage door on the top floor was not locked, and after a few people went up to the top floor, Chen Dasheng closed the passage door and plugged it in. He turned around and took out the rune paper and cinnabar pen he had brought with him.

"I can't see that you have the potential to be a god!"

Wang Fatzi muttered inappropriately, and was immediately glared at fiercely by the Fa-righteous Daoist, so frightened that he shrunk his neck and didn't dare to speak again.

Chen Dasheng skillfully drew a soul talisman, silently recited a Taoist incantation in his mouth, and held the talisman between the two fingers of his right hand and gently pinched it. The Spiritualist Talisman spontaneously combusted without wind and turned into a cloud of ashes.

The ash did not fall to the ground, and swirled in midair, and a tiny whirlwind appeared out of thin air.

Wang Fatzi couldn't close his mouth when he saw it, and the doubt in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a slightly fanatical light.

Chen Dasheng's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and he saw that the whirlwind in front of him was about to dissipate. Hurriedly put the index finger of his right hand into his mouth and bit it, and with a flick of his finger, a drop of blood from his fingertips was flicked into the center of the whirlwind.

At the same time, he whispered in his mouth: "Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law." ”

The whirlwind that was about to dissipate suddenly became violent, and a black hole appeared faintly in the center of the whirlwind.

In the bright light, a three-story building was located in a courtyard. There are three big characters on the top of the building.

Before a few people could see what those three words were written. The three-story building that appeared in the center of the whirlwind and vortex shook suddenly, crumbling and dissipating.

Chen Dasheng snorted and sat down on the ground with a pale face.

He first used a soul summoning talisman to summon spirits, but seeing that it was ineffective, he used the soul checking secret technique, but his cultivation was still shallow, and he couldn't hold on to it in just a few seconds, and he was counterattacked.

Several people hurriedly came to help Chen Dasheng, Chen Dasheng waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to help, but said: "This place is the place where the soul of the old master and several people are detained, which of you can see clearly what kind of place this is, what are those three words written?" ”

The Fa-rectification Daoist frowned and pondered, and the others all shook their heads.

Wang Fatzi pondered and hesitated: "Could it be the Netherworld, those three words are written in the Hades Palace, but this Hades Palace is a little shabby." ”

"It's not the Netherworld, it's a funeral home."

One of the disciples, Li Jin, seemed to remember something and shouted.

As soon as he said this, some of the other lay disciples also thought about it.

"Yes, this is the funeral home, I went home to a relative's funeral last year and went to this place."

"Let's go, go to the funeral home."

Leaving a few people in the hospital, Chen Dasheng and the Dharma Daoist, Wang Fatzi went out and drove into the van and went straight to the funeral home.

The county funeral parlor was built in a barren valley more than ten kilometers west of the county seat.

Because there is no compulsory cremation of the deceased, most of the local people bury the deceased according to the old customs, resulting in the funeral home is very deserted.

The journey of more than ten kilometers was quickly reached, and the car stopped outside the funeral home, and Chen Dasheng, Wang Fatzi, and the Dharma Daoist jumped out of the car and looked up at the building in front of them.

It is indeed the same as the image that appeared when Chen Dasheng cast the spell, and there is no doubt that it is here.

As soon as Chen Dasheng arrived here, his first feeling was that the yin qi was very strong, and his yin and yang eyes had not been practiced, but he could still see a layer of cold mist faintly shrouded above the entire funeral home. With such a strong yin qi in broad daylight, this place is by no means a good place.

"You wait for me outside, I'll go in and see, and if I don't come out for half an hour, you can leave quickly."

Chen Dasheng prudently explained to the Fa-rectification Taoist and Wang Fatzi.

Wang Fatzi patted his chest; "Great Sage, who are you and I am fat? Since we came together, why should we go in together? ”

"You can't help when you go in, it's just a drag on me."

What else did Wang Fatzi want to say, but he was stopped by the Fa-rectification Taoist. The Fa-righteous Daoists understood that Chen Dasheng was right, if it was a simple martial arts fight, they could still help, but this matter involved some supernatural phenomena, and they would indeed only drag Chen Dasheng down when they entered.

"Be careful yourself."

The Fa-righteous Taoist gave a word of advice, and then grabbed Wang Fatzi and waited by the side of the car.

Chen Dasheng nodded and walked towards the funeral home.

A security guard at the door was listlessly playing with his mobile phone, and when he saw Chen Dasheng coming, he stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Register first."

This is the process, there is no way Chen Dasheng registered it.

"The business room is on the second floor."

After Chen Dasheng finished registering, the security guard pointed to a location on the second floor and regarded Chen Dasheng as if he was here to do business.

Chen Dasheng didn't bother to explain, and walked towards the three-story office building.

His yin and yang eyes are not opened, and he can only rely on perception.

In perception, the yin qi in the office building is stronger than in other places.

Chen Dasheng had just stepped on one step of the office building with one foot when he felt that something was wrong.

A yin wind blew, a fishy smell wafted from the wind, and there were countless faint, mosquito-like crying and screaming sounds that penetrated into the eardrums.

Chen Dasheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked quickly to the second floor.

When he was in the hospital, he had already used talismans to record the natal breath of the old master, and now relying on the guidance of the natal breath, he is ninety percent sure. The main soul of the old viewer is on this building.

Turning the corner of the stairs, Chen Dasheng's pupils contracted, and the appearance of the second floor completely changed.

Completely different from what I saw downstairs, countless red lanterns hung up in the corridor at some point, and everything in front of me was red.

Looking outside the watchtower, I don't know when it gets dark, and the entire courtyard of the funeral home is shrouded in thick fog, and I can't even see the location of the gate.

Chen Dasheng's heart sank, and he was a little worried about the Fa-rectification Daoist and Wang Fatzi. ”