Chapter 32: The Spiritualist Pillar

"Little junior brother, come and help! I can't stop it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Mao Fusheng, who was struggling to resist the impact of ghosts, heard Liu Xinlin's voice, as if he had found a life-saving straw.

"Okay." Liu Xinlin put the Tianyan talisman on his forehead, only to see that the senior brother was resisting the ghosts who were about to enter the community. "Hyakki Night Walk?" said it, but his subordinates were not slow at all, took off the blood gourd extorted from Cui Jue, and faced the ghosts who were attacking Mao Fusheng.

"Close!" I saw that those ghosts involuntarily floated into the blood gourd.

"Whew~" Mao Fusheng sat on the ground with his butt and panted, "Little junior brother, it's good that you came in time, otherwise your senior brother would have confessed more than 100 catties here." ”

"Senior brother, isn't it? It's all some unjust souls, it's hard to stop you? Liu Xinlin asked.

"If I kill them all in one go, I can do it. But these are all going to reincarnation, but they have taken the wrong path under the influence of this feng shui and come here. It wouldn't be good if I killed them all. Mao Fusheng shook his head.

"Oh ~ sauce purple!" Liu Xinlin nodded, and also sat next to Mao Fusheng, "Senior brother, what should I do with this feng shui?" Is there any way you can break it? Otherwise, it's not a problem to come here every night to collect ghosts? ”

"I don't know either~" Mao Fusheng sighed, "Huangquan Flowing around the Dead City is a very rare example in our industry, and this is the first time I have encountered it. If you change the feng shui hard, it may cause the original feng shui to backlash. ”

"Good thing it's on the edge of the city, it's more remote. Otherwise, I'm afraid this place will become a dead city in the yang world. Liu Xinlin nodded and agreed with Mao Fusheng's statement.

"That's right! Otherwise, the residents of the community will change their accommodations, right? Abandon it here, don't want it, don't care about it. Mao Fusheng suddenly thought of a solution.

"I'm afraid this won't work! Most of the people in the community are elderly, and their children are not around, and where do you let them all move? Liu Xinlin denied Mao Fusheng's idea.

"Then you can only change the feng shui." Mao Fusheng said in a solemn tone.

"Hmm......" Liu Xinlin suddenly found the fifteen-story office building not far from the back door of the community. Senior brother, you say, if that office building is demolished and the sun shines in, it will be better? ”

"Huh?" Mao Fusheng passed Liu Xinlin's point and began to look at the office building carefully.

"How?"

"Senior brother, the method you said may indeed be the key to changing Feng Shui. However, have you ever thought that although this office building has no effect, it can't be said to be demolished? ”

"Yes......" Liu Xinlin fell into deep thought and meditation again.

"By the way, junior brother, where did you get that gourd just now? I haven't seen Uncle Shi use it. Mao Fusheng looked at the night sky without many stars and asked.

"Blood gourd? It's me from ...... Got it! Brother, I know what to do! Haha~" Liu Xinlin suddenly jumped up from the ground and laughed.

"What to do? Got it in mind? Mao Fusheng hurriedly asked.

"Senior brother, don't worry. What kind of yellow spring is flowing around the feng shui of the dead city, I have broken it! Liu Xinlin stood up, patted the soil on his body, tidied up some scattered clothes, and arranged a small barrier formation around the two of them with rune paper, and then walked the seven stars with his feet, pinched the sword finger in his right hand, and shouted at the empty point in the air: "The Nine Gates of the Netherworld, the Yellow Spring is exhausted, and the ghost gate is closed in vain!" ”

An earthy yellow vortex appeared in the void in front of Mao Fusheng and was constantly expanding.

"I said, don't call me all the time, okay? I'm also very busy. Do you know how many ghosts come to the City of the Dead every day? "Out of the whirlpool came a complaining young man.

"Senior brother, this is Cui Jue, the city of death! Cui Jue, this is my senior brother Mao Fusheng. Liu Xinlin ignored Cui Jue's complaints, but introduced Mao Fusheng.

"Judge Cui! Look up for a long time, look up for a long time! Seeing it today, it is really a blessing for three lives. Mao Fusheng stood up and hugged his fist at Cui Jue.

"What judge is not judge, I am just a false name." Cui Jue also hugged his fist at Mao Fusheng and said.

"You're welcome. Cui Jue, I called you here to ask you for help. Liu Xinlin said impatiently.

"Help?" Cui Jue glanced around, and his face changed, "Huh? Death? How did it end up here? ”

"You can do it." Liu Xinlin shrugged and handed the burden to Cui Jue.

"Old Black! Old white! Cui Jue shouted into the whirlpool behind him.

"In! What is the matter with the judge? Liu Xinlin and the others saw a black and white monster come out of the whirlpool, each holding a mourning stick in his hand, presumably this is the legendary black and white impermanence. But it's not like the TV with a long tongue and a tall hat.

"Do you know that there can only be one ghost gate in the world?" Cui Jue didn't talk nonsense, and came up to question the impermanence of black and white.

"You know, why did the judge ask that?" Bai Wuchang nodded.

"Look behind you." Cui Jue pointed to the two black and white pillars behind him.

"Huh? This...... Is this the Conjuring Pillar? The black and white impermanence couldn't help but wonder in his eyes, why did the Spiritualist Pillar appear here?

"Why don't you get it away?!" Cui Jue waved his sleeves and scolded.

"Yes, yes~ let's put it away." Black and white impermanence nodded and said with a bow, and came to the front of the conjuring pillar, placing his hands on the pillar, and silently reciting a spell in his mouth.

"Give!" Liu Xinlin handed the blood gourd to Cui Jue, "This is the soul summoned by the soul conjuring pillar tonight, and they are all in the gourd." I'll take care of it for you. ”

"Hmm!" Cui Jue opened the mouth of the gourd, and as soon as he arrived in his sleeve, those unjust souls entered his sleeve.

"Senior brother, I'll leave the matter here to you, and I'll leave. It's really rewarding to come out this time, and I'm going to go back to enlightenment. Mao Fusheng handed Liu Xinlin a piece of talisman paper and left.

"Hey~ Senior brother......" Liu Xinlin still had something to say, but Mao Fusheng disappeared in a flash.

"That's it! We're gone, too. Cui Jue patted Liu Xinlin's shoulder, "It's good to call me if you have something." After speaking, he walked into the earthy yellow vortex with black and white impermanence.

"Walk slowly!" Liu Xinlin saw Cui Jue and the others walked into the whirlpool. Then I turned around and looked at the back door of the community, the pillar was gone, but the door was not damaged.

"Huh?" Liu Xinlin saw his own shadow on the ground, looked up, and found the full moon hanging in the sky, just head. The light emitted by the moon illuminates this place that has not been exposed to light for a long time.

"That's it!" Liu Xinlin had an indescribable feeling in his heart, glanced at the community, and walked back to the hermit's house.