I looked at the two people and one horse tied in the paper, and I didn't feel the spirituality from it.

Wu Zhengyang explained that he had not yet carried out the last step - the eye possession, so this paper man and paper horse are still dead things, since he decided to enter the mountain, he naturally had to be fully prepared, otherwise I am afraid that I will not know how to die by then.

I laughed and went to pack my things.

In the middle of the afternoon, Wu Guanxing, the village head, led three or four villagers to carry paper people and paper horses to Jiulian Mountain with us.

Along the way, many villagers came out to watch, and I saw fear and fear in the depths of their eyes, obviously the people in this village were frightened by the tragic death of Li Chenhao's parents.

I asked Li Chenhao, you are doing work that damages yin morality, haven't you considered the wife and children at home?

Li Chenhao sighed and said something heart-wrenching: "Master, we... We are poor. ”

Wu Zhengyang sneered: "Full of warmth and lust, poor and stealing!" And you are stealing the good fortune of your children and grandchildren, and not only that, but you are also complacent and enjoying it!

When the village chief heard Wu Zhengyang say this, his face suddenly felt panicked.

Not to mention him, the faces of the other villagers in Hegui Village who accompanied him were all embarrassed, especially Li Chenhao, who shook his face for no reason, and hugged the paper man in his arms tightly.

I looked at these people, wondering if they could listen to Wu Zhengyang's words.

The funny thing is that there are people who don't believe in evil!

After so many times of revenge devouring by ghosts, Hegui Village still did not change its mind, greedy for the quick money, so that the whole village was brutally slaughtered later, not to mention the old people and children, even this land was cursed, it is difficult for the living to get close, and the ghosts are difficult to leave!

And this wealthy village with hundreds of families has once turned into a ghost village that makes people talk about it.

But that's all for later.

When I came to the entrance of Hegui Village, the car was already waiting.

The agricultural three-wheeler pulled the paper man and the paper horse, and the village chief Wu Zhengyang drove the car to Wu Zhengyang and me, and the group went to the Xiangjiulian Mountains. The Jiulian Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, and it is also a famous primeval forest in the local area.

The mountains are undulating, and there is no lack of steep cliffs in the mountains, and in the basins suitable for arable land around the mountains, there are peaceful villages, but the roads in the mountains are difficult, so there are not many exchanges between the villages, such as going to the neighboring villages to visit relatives is a very troublesome thing.

And the cave where the mandrill demon is located, that is, the princely mausoleum discovered in Hegui Village, is not in the deep mountains and mountains where the terrain is steep and difficult to approach, but on the edge of the Jiulian Mountain Range, on a relatively flat mountain.

It is said that it is the edge of the mountain range, but it also has to go deeper into the mountains for more than ten miles to reach the place where the macaques live, and then it is the place where Li Chenhao and the others had an accident.

At the foot of the mountain, the vehicle could no longer move.

Our group got out of the car and walked along the forest path into the mountains.

The mountains at the edge are fine, but the closer you get to the cave of the mandrill demon, the more the yin qi in the mountain will become, and the birds in the woods will cry one after another, and occasionally there will be the chirping of monkeys.

The sun was shining through the trees, but it didn't make people feel warm, and the chill invaded the body through the clothes, and people couldn't help but shiver.

Turning over a low hill, the dense mountain forest in front of you is filled with miasma.

I frowned, and Wu Zhengyang also looked solemn.

This miasma is a little thick, and the fog is shrouded in front of people's eyes, and the visual distance plummets to only a few tens of meters, and then in the distance, there is only a white fog left.

Listening to Li Chenhao, this mountain is low, surrounded by the towering mountains and rivers to block the sun, belongs to the shade of the place, every day to receive direct irradiation, it is just three or four hours at noon, so there will be occasional obstacles in the mountains and forests, and when it is more serious, the visibility is only a few meters in front of you.

Because of the short time of sunlight, the temperature is not enough to completely remove the miasma, so as long as the miasma starts, it will not subside for a few days.

The other villagers hurriedly followed suit, saying that the miasma was still a bit heavy at this time, and that it was better to leave in another hour or two, and the situation would be much better by then.

Wu Zhengyang and I glanced at each other, and we both saw something different in each other's eyes.

The miasma in this mountain contains yin and evil, although it is very slight, but it cannot escape the detection of our senses, which means that there are ghosts and spirits walking through obstacles.

During the day, the sun is heavy, and ghosts cannot be directly exposed to the sun, which is an act of looking for death!

But the miasma in the mountains is an excellent barrier to the yang energy, not only that, but the yin energy accumulated in the miasma makes the yin spirits and ghosts like fish in the water, even more comfortable than walking at night.

"Let's find out first!"

Wu Zhengyang and I made up our minds and began to perform our own spells.

I released the ghost soldier Yuan Zexi to explore the way, this miasma is also unhindered for him, I asked him to be careful, go into the miasma to see what is there, if there is, find it and communicate with me in time.

And Wu Zhengyang asked the villagers of Hegui Village to lift the paper man and paper horse over and stand on the ground, which seemed a little weird, and these villagers didn't know what Wu Zhengyang wanted to do with these things.

But then an even weirder scene appeared.

Wu Zhengyang took out an ivory-white bone pen from his pocket bag, which was slightly curved, like the ribs of some kind of animal, and the bristles were bright red.

Wu Zhengyang walked towards the paper man and paper horse, and attached his eyes to the spirit with the pen in his hand, and painted on the face of the paper man and paper horse.

I took a closer look, it was some kind of rune number, and after the painting was finished, the bright red rune reflected a blood-red light, and then disappeared, and the paper man and paper horse suddenly moved in the next moment!

"Mom!"

"Alive?"

One of the villagers was so frightened that he sat on the ground, looking at the paper figure in horror.

The rest of the people were also trembling with fright from this person's strange scene, if it weren't for me and Wu Zhengyang's calm faces, these few of them would definitely run away.

Wu Zhengyang ignored them, pinched the talisman pen in his hand, and shouted at the paper man and paper horse: "Go!"

The white paper man smiled and his face was thicker, and he turned around and ran into the miasma, while the black paper man turned over and jumped on the horse's back, and the paper horse neighed with its hooves raised, and in a blink of an eye, it also ran into the white mist.

Li Chenhao and the others looked at Wu Zhengyang, with horror and fear in their eyes.

The paper man and paper horse that were pierced actually came to life, this is simply a fairy-like means! It's unheard of!

I can understand their shock, anyone who sees this scene will be horrified.

Wu Zhengyang glanced back at them, just that one look, Li Chenhao and they were suddenly even more scared, Wu Zhengyang ordered them, just rest here first, and wait for the miasma to dissipate before moving forward.

A few villagers were submissive, nodding their heads and saying yes.

I asked Wu Zhengyang curiously: "How many spiritual things can you control at most?"

Wu Zhengyang thought about it seriously and said: "At present, we can only control four, and no more will work."

I was amazed, four of them is already amazing!

Like Xiuhua's cultivation strength, he can only control two at most, and he has almost no strength, and when he dealt with the jumping corpse, one of his faces was torn to pieces.

Wu Zhengyang sighed, the process of paper binding is also the process of depleting essence and cultivation.

Like his sister Wu Xiuhua, there is only the cultivation of origami to possess spirits as a person, and he is far from reaching his current Taoism of origami possession as a beast, and naturally it is not comparable to Wu Zhengyang's means of possessing spirits.

Wu Zhengyang asked: "Zhou You, I see that you are also quite capable of soul control methods, have you cultivated the number of demon sect techniques?"

I laughed, "Can you guess that?"

Wu Zhengyang said angrily, he was originally from Nancun, how could he not guess the number of techniques I cast, and the five ghost soldiers of the Demon Gate are also extremely famous in the Daomen.

Wu Zhengyang and I were talking, and suddenly a response came to my mind.

"Zhou You, there are ghosts here!"