The fog was really thick, it swallowed everything, I couldn't hear them, I couldn't see them, I could only see the deep and dark night sky hidden in the fog, I fell in the courtyard, I felt a little rain falling on my face, they slid down my cheeks, the touch of the stroke made me unable to control it anymore, and I cried out loud. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I hate it! I hate the gods! , but I hate myself even more! My own powerlessness, my powerlessness...... I will only say that I am like my grandfather, like my ancient ancestors, I am not as good as any of them, I don't know spells, I can't fight, I've never even heard of those names, I've never seen those scenes, I've never thought of today......

"Someone, anyone, if possible, whatever, anyone...... Anyone can do it...... Help, save them......" I choked.

......My surroundings began to get noisy, I seemed a little excited, quickly wiped away my tears and got up, but I only found that I was surrounded by the paper people in those yards, but they were afraid of being dirty, so they only stayed two meters away from me, and did not dare to approach me any more.

"Can you help me?" I yelled at them, "Please help me, they're in danger!" "I almost screamed with a little rage, and the paper people were silent, blindly hiding from me wherever I went.

"Answer me! They're going to die! ”

"Yes...... "I know I'm crazy, those things are dead. Yes, it's okay if people die, so they can eat flesh and blood, they must think so, don't they? I fell on the ground and I was in agony, no one could help me, no miracle happened, I cried until I felt pain in my chest.

"If grandpa is here...... How nice that would be...... "I clenched my fists and pounded the ground again and again, with all my might" damn formation! Damn the ghost gate, is there such a retribution for my family to be sacrificed for generations? Why ......"

I calmed down, so, I don't rush back desperately, I don't forget my mother's words, I don't forget the horror I saw. But because I'm calm, I know I don't have even the slightest bit of capital, so those pains become clearer and clearer, so I need to vent more.

I really could only watch the time pass without any action, and I even thought about going back to sleep, thinking that everything would pass today and tomorrow, thinking that it was all a dream......

The candles are dim, the bells are ringing, I remember when I was a child, when I accompanied my grandfather to "summon the soul to send off guests", there were often some "guests" who finally stopped in front of the door, unwilling to reincarnate, but! None of the guests who accepted the call could stay longer, I remember! The sound of soul-chasing chains will ring on the last straw, and the dark green chains of bones will burn with karmic fire, tearing apart the guests with their last obsessions and dragging them into the abyss. I remember! That's the yin.

I said that the living can't control the affairs of the underworld, the Yin Division will not judge the case of the world, I can't find anyone to help, this bell guide is a bridge connecting yin and yang, my parents as living people can enter the yin and yang realm for the above ghost gate formation, so why can't the ghosts of the underworld also enter the yin and yang road for the magic circle on the yin and yang road?

So if that ghost is the ghost of Yinsi, if he sees countless unjust souls on this road, why can't he help me deal with that monk and monster?

Plans have come to my head......

After making up my mind, I hurried home, and whether it was good or bad, I directly filled a large bag of ingots candles or something, and rushed back to the place where my father opened the door at the beginning, also because I was born with yin and yang eyes, although there was a heavy fog, but I found the gate at once.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, when I passed the yin, the fallen bucket didn't wash away the angry cat urine on my head, through this filth, I directly broke my father's "Andi God Mantra", passed through the formation gate, and fell on the mirror-like yin and yang road!

I laid down straw, lit incense candles, and cut a small yellow paper figure and tied it to my ring finger with a thin red thread to connect me to the paper figure. Then I slit my palm and watched the blood dye the paper figure red along the red thread, and then I stood up, wiped a handful of blood on the copper coin, and sprinkled some lime to the southwest.

As there were no bells, I threw down three copper coins, and when these were ready, I sang aloud:

Wandering spirits, where to stay. The three souls descend early, and the seven spirits come. Riverside wilderness temple village. The palace prison, the tomb mountain forest. False alarms are weird, and true souls are lost. Today, please invite the mountain god, the general of the five paths, the land of the party, the king of the house, I will enter the army and send it to the netherworld.

After speaking, I continued to write my birthday on the paper figure, because, most of the ghosts on the Lingyin Road were pulled by the ghost gate array, and I and Ben couldn't send off guests, so I could only "send" myself:

"Today, there is a certain month of Bingzi Geng, and a certain day of Bingzi Feng Jianxing "suffered" here, sad for the ghost gate, begging the Emperor Dongyue, pointing out the western road. Take pity on the helpless lonely souls on the Huangquan Road, open the door of the Nine Secluded Capitals, and bear the ups and downs of cause and effect! ”

After saying that, I threw all the ingot candles on the straw pile, and sprinkled a glass of white wine, and the fire was blazing, and the angry fire snake twisted and rolled into the sky, and the evil spirits near the Yin and Yang Road also flew away.

Await...... I waited, and I stared at the flames, in my original respectful posture, motionless, staring at the dancing flames...... Suddenly, the flames became violent, and the karmic fires that had turned orange and yellow as they had often seen before were desperately grabbing something around.

"Whew-huh-" The tongue of fire collided with the air and made a deafening sound, and sure enough, a cloud of ashes mixed with ingots and candles erupted from the flames, followed by an angry shout: "Zh! A green shadow swept away the hot fireworks and burst through the sky.

I was now dancing on a sword, my body and mind were highly tense, and when I saw the situation, I immediately cut the red rope and rolled to the side to dodge, only to see the Netherworld's Soul Snatcher scythe hit the little paper man, the destruction of the paper man was only a matter of moments, but the huge impact unstoppably destroyed the entire ground at the same time, the mud flew, and everything in the pit turned to powder. The north wind blew, and a puff of green smoke rose from the mouth of the pit.

"Whoa." The knee-bone-like chains made a sound of metal colliding against each other, and it came slowly. The owner of the chain is slowly pulling his weapon back into the abyss.

“…… Ha ......, Ha ...... "I just realized that everything still has a chance, I settled up in excitement, and then opened my bloody palms, faced the wind, and rushed towards the side of the gate with memories."