Chapter 292: Mr. Impostor
It soon got dark, Long Mo took out all the things he had prepared, and the fat man ran out of somewhere when he was eating, and asked him what he was doing, but he just said that he had gone up the mountain to find game to eat.
Long Mo didn't believe that the fat man had gone up the mountain, he must have gone somewhere to hide and call the nurse sister, he could still deceive Long Mo with his thoughts, but Long Mo didn't say it bluntly, he let him do whatever he wanted, and he would really go crazy if he was in a hurry.
With the help of the others, Long Mo quickly arranged the things in the way in the booklet, not to mention, it really looked like that when he was done.
He learned to pinch his fingers and calculate the hour, ghosts to come out generally start to come out at about ten o'clock in the evening, the yin qi is the heaviest at midnight, many Taoist priests would rather catch ghosts after death in the middle of the night, that time is the weakest time, the time when the ghost is the strongest.
Long Mo said: "Uncle Nan, you told everyone to come here to gather, and you must not stay at home. ”
Nan Zhengji nodded, and called the people around him to go door to door to call people to the front of the worship hall, he still remembered the incident of last night, the fat man wandered outside all night, but the ghost was attached to his back.
Soon, the people had gathered, and it was very cold, and they burned a large firewood, which crackled and crackled.
There is another reason why Long Mo gathered all the people here, that is, to increase his popularity and fight against ghosts, he is not an opponent of ghosts alone, not to mention that he is a Maoshan Taoist who doesn't understand anything? I can only draw rune paper and pinch my fingers, but what if there is no one to help me when the time comes?
The red cloth was spread out at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and bamboo poles were inserted on all sides of the red cloth, and the seventy-two rune papers he drew hung on the bamboo poles, and he took out his backpack and placed the box in the middle of the red cloth.
As soon as the sky was round, a strong wind blew, and the wind blew the sparks of the firewood in all directions, and everyone here felt the cold wind biting, and this cold did not emanate from the surface, but from the inside.
Long Mo said: "Here, fat man, look around, and even more so at your back, don't let him attach himself to you." ”
The fat man nodded, opened his yin and yang eyes, looked around and said, "It's here, but it's not one or two, it seems to be a lot, and the people who died a few days ago also came, I don't know why they came so many at once?" We didn't arrest them. ”
Long Mo said: "People will become ghosts when they die, it depends on whether the ghosts are willing to leave, if they don't leave, they will become wandering spirits between heaven and earth, and they will not be born forever, and there is a kind of grudge, and they will only dissolve after taking revenge, and take the king of Yama to report there, and there is another kind of evil forever in the world, the underworld doesn't care, let them make trouble in the world, it's not good, according to what you say, it's very difficult to do, these ghosts are just here to test the truth, and the real evil ghosts are still behind." ”
"You're saying they're all controlled?"
Long Mo nodded and said: "As far as I know, our enemies are a total of three groups of people, one is the organization of the fifth master, most of the people in his organization are superpowers, and the other group is very mysterious, I don't know what their names are now, the people in this organization include Maoshan warlocks, there are people with superb Gu skills, and there is only one person in one group, who is an old monster who has not died for hundreds of years, and is a Maoshan warlock." ”
It's the first time the fat man has heard Long Mo talk about this, they have seen one of the people who have not died for hundreds of years, that is Hu Biao, Hu Biao is just a skin-changing person, and he needs to find all kinds of human skins in the tomb to change for himself, he is the fifth master's person, but Hu Biao has only lived for two or three hundred years.
"Boy, it seems that we are in big trouble, if these ghosts are controlled by people, can you be an opponent?"
"Let's take a look first, by the way, fat man, let me ask you something, what does it mean that if a person is alive, he will set up a spiritual throne for people?"
"You're stupid, people don't die and set up any spiritual position, but Maoshan has this kind of legend, raising the soul, that is, a person may face the disaster of blood and light, living is the soul is weak, and if you raise the soul, you can avoid many steps that must happen."
Long Mo sighed, he remembered the spiritual position that Tao Bo had set up for himself, but he didn't expect that Tao Bo was doing this for his own good.
The ghost was getting closer and closer, Long Mo picked up the things he had prepared, but he didn't know how to start, and the rune paper on the bamboo pole blown by the wind rattled non-stop.
He took out the book that Tao Bo had given him, picked up the bell again, shook it, and began to read the words he didn't understand.
In the end, the fat man heard Long Mo talking nonsense, "Oh my God~ I can't recognize this word~ I can't recognize it, turn it over~" Then he shook the bell and turned over a piece of paper.
The fat man almost climbed down with a smile, what the hell can you play like this? Flip over if you can't recognize it? Turn over your sister's flip.,Can't you be serious when it's a fatal moment?
Suddenly, Long Mo became serious, shook the bell, and said in his mouth: "Heavenly Spirit Spirit Earth Spirit Spirit, Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law, get up!" ”
But there was no reaction from the fart, he didn't have any Maoshan skills at all, and the fat man said: "Boy, can the fuck do it?" The ghosts are all here. ”
Long Mo didn't dare to say anything, he could only pretend to be calm now, not to make people frightened, the fat man suddenly said: "Yes, there is a reaction, the ghosts can't take a step forward, as if they were pushed back by some kind of force." ”
Long Mo looked at the rune paper that was almost blown away by the wind, he knew that he didn't have any ability, all of this was the function of the rune paper.
The wind blew stronger and stronger, and a piece of rune paper could not withstand the force of the wind, and was blown off by the wind, and finally drifted somewhere.
"It's not good, damn it, the rune paper was blown away by the wind, and the seventy-two evil rune array won't work, what should I do now?"
Long Mo was anxious in his heart, he didn't know what to do, with his current ability, he couldn't resist any ghosts at all.
The fat man shouted, "You are all in a circle, and we can only rely on popularity to shake the ghosts back now." ”
They couldn't see anything, they only felt as if they had fallen into an ice hole, and when they heard the voice of the fat man, they took the initiative to form a circle, with rune paper and red cloth in the middle.
They struggled to support, time passed minute by minute, the fat man saw that the ghosts saw their relatives and did not step forward, and when the time reached midnight, the sky began to drizzle, and finally, all the rune paper was drenched and blown down by the wind.
The fat man said, "Boy, the Lord is here, what should I do?" ”