The wind is howling.

The ornate manor seems to have lost its color suddenly, and it is like a few decades have passed in the blink of an eye, and the houses are withered and cobwebs are everywhere.

Glory is no more!

One after another, with a rich cold aura, came out of the roof, underground, and walls, and looked at everyone with unbearable hunger and thirst.

"Ahh

"Hell!"

Moment.

The maid beside Lord Yan lost her face and screamed non-stop.

When his eyes fell on what he had just eaten, he screamed even more, bending down and retching.

But when I saw that the glamorous melons, fruits, and snacks had been removed from their disguises, they were transformed by maggots, dead leaves, and piles of silt.

When I think of what I swallowed in my stomach......

The stomach rebelled instantly.

"Peng!"

Gong Huyuan kicked the table in front of him, his eyebrows were full of anger, and his face was solemn:

"I already knew you had a problem!"

He was greeted by several ghosts.

"Hungry!"

"I'm hungry!"

“……”

Common sense speaking, the yin soul is afraid of the yang energy of the living, especially the martial artist's qi and blood, which is the nemesis of the yin soul, and it will almost die after being contaminated.

Unless it is a resentful soul or a ghost, it can restrain the yang energy of the living.

Now......

The yin soul that pounced on him was not afraid in the face of the vigorous Gong Huyuan, his face was full of greed, and he pounced with his teeth and claws.

"Look for death!"

Gong Huyuan's tiger eyes widened, and he pulled out his weapon hard whip from behind his back, and slammed it towards the attacking Yin Spirit.

whip

There is not only a soft whip, but also a hard whip.

At first glance, the hard whip looks a little like a mace, but it is more elongated, and it is also a blunt weapon, strong enough to swing and twitch to crack the stone.

"Boom!"

The whip sounded like thunder, and before it could get close to the Yin Spirit, it had already let out a terrible scream.

"Peng!"

The two yin spirits were exploded by the hard whip, scattered into wisps of green smoke, and then sank into the ground, and reappeared as ghosts.

Well?

Gong Huyuan frowned.

Although he didn't use all his strength just now, he also stimulated the power of qi and blood in his body, and even the resentful soul should be dispersed.

A few Shaded Spirits......

Didn't you have a soul to fly?

It's as if there's a strange force protecting them, so that these ghosts are not afraid of the blood of the living.

"Be careful, my lord, there's something weird here!"

"Up!" Gong Huyuan's toughness was obviously beyond the expectations of all the ghosts, and the pretty grimace suspended in the middle of the field also showed a hideous expression:

"Tear him up!"

"Woo......"

In an instant, more than ten Yin Spirits swooped in.

There were even miserable white ghost hands coming out of the ground, clasping Gong Huyuan's legs and spreading upwards, in a vain attempt to pull him into the ground and eat him.

Others were also attacked.

The ghosts here......

It's just too much!

There are dozens of them, even if most of them are besieging Gong Courtyard, the others can still be divided into seven or eight places, and it is difficult to get out at all.

The other side.

Fang Zhengze did not have the strength of Gong Huyuan, so he immediately took out a spirit rune, and took the iron piece in his hand and recited the words.

"Wuyue Zhenguan, the land is only spiritual."

"The Great Order, suppress the evil spirits!"

"Hurry!"

Five Peaks True Spirit Rune.

With a flash of inspiration, the invisible qi instantly covered the body, as if there was a mountain protector, and several Yin Spirits who rushed over immediately crashed into the void, letting out a scream of pain.

"Ahh

One of the ghosts was the little guy who led the way just now.

He covered his head and looked at Fang Zheng, his scarlet eyes were hideous, and his hands turned into pitch-black ghost claws at some point, and he pounced wildly:

"Hungry!"

"I'm so hungry!"

"Eat, give me food!"

"Eat you paralyzed!" Fang Zheng roared angrily, and with a swing of the knife, he directly cut off the little guy's head, and rushed out with a dancing knife light.

"Where are you going?"

The little guy's head that fell to the ground jumped like a leather ball, and the headless ghost body groped for his head, but he didn't have time to press it and chase after him:

"Let me have a bite of meat."

"Eat your grandma!" Fang Zheng flew up and kicked the head in the opponent's arms away, and was immediately thrown to the ground by several Yin Spirits.

Shades have no weight, but they can distort the perception of others.

bumped over,

You can really 'feel' a rush of force.

Several ghosts frantically bit and pounced, and the aura of the body protector transformed by the Wuyue True Spirit Rune was torn to pieces by them in the blink of an eye.

even

There is a slippery, greasy cold touch on the legs.

Ghost Hands!

The ghost hand is formed by the convergence of yin qi, and as soon as it comes into contact with the human body, it instantly begins to plunder the vitality, and Fang Zheng also feels that his body stiffens, and his physical strength is pouring rapidly.

At that moment, he hurriedly took out a few spirit runes from his arms, smeared blood on his fingers, and whispered in his mouth:

"Ordered by the heavens, ascend to the nine palaces, the hundred gods are seated, the gods are served, the soul is refined, the five internal organs are Huafeng, the hundred liquor is injected, the seven liquids are filled with void, the fire bell is exchanged, and the evil is driven away."

"Decree!"

"Go!"

"Boom ......"

Several clouds of spiritual light that were indistinguishable to the naked eye exploded around his body, and the surrounding ghosts immediately screamed and retreated back again and again, and the field was empty for a while.

"Honorable guest."

The little guy found his head out of nowhere, twisted his neck with both hands to adjust the direction and rushed again:

"Don't go, I haven't eaten ...... yet"

"Peng!"

Fang Zheng turned around and slashed with a knife, the blade was stained with hot blood, and directly slashed the little guy's head, scolding in his mouth:

"It's endless, it's back!"

"Ahh

Screams rang out.

Fang Zheng turned his head sideways when he heard the voice, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

But seeing that Lord Yan saw that he couldn't escape, he suddenly pushed out a maid beside him to distract the attention of the pursuers, and immediately surrounded the maid as soon as he got rid of the ghost.

Blink Kung Fu.

When the ghost dispersed, only a pile of bones remained in the maid's place.

Flesh

It was devoured by all the ghosts.

"Ahh

Surrounded by the Yin Spirit, Gong Huyuan looked up to the sky and roared, and a breath of the most rigid and yang qi penetrated through his body, and even condensed and formed in the void.

"Tiger!"

"Break it for me!"

"Roar!"

The fierce tiger turned into yang qi raised its head to the sky and roared, the sound waves vibrate, and there were sharp ripples within a few zhang, and a yin ghost exploded on the spot.

Those who are close cannot die anymore if they are already dead.

Martial artist!

This person has actually cultivated true qi!

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, and then his face showed regret, but it was a pity that the other party was seriously injured, otherwise he might not be able to break through.

"Bastard!"

The grimace that had been moving in the field also changed when he saw this, and the ghost body was revealed with a slight flicker, and two white long sleeves were thrown out in the distance.

The fluttering sleeves looked sluggish, but when they came into contact with the ground, they ploughed out a deep ravine.

"Smack!"

With a flick of the long sleeves, he directly pulled Gong Huyuan out.

"Grown, go!"

Gong Huyuan struggled to get up, opened his mouth and spewed a bloody arrow at the hard whip in his hand, and threw himself into the air with a roar, and for a while it was extraordinary.

The middle-aged scribe escorted Lord Yan and retreated again and again, his face became more and more gloomy, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the cowering thug behind him.

There are words in the mouth:

"Nine Shadows, Sea of Blood ......"

"Hurry!"

Secret method - bloodstained!

Several finger prints and spells entered the thug's body, and the middle-aged scribe waved his hand, and the thug screamed and crashed into the ghosts.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

The thug's body was like hiding a high explosive, which ignited, and the whole person exploded in an instant, and the flesh and blood flew across and shrouded several square feet.

The splattered flesh was poisonous, and even the ghosts and ghosts screamed miserably.

Fang Zheng glanced back, only to feel that his scalp was numb.

I'm afraid these people are not serious.

But......

So what?

It's just a dead end now!

With his thoughts turning sharply, he had already made a decision, activated all the talismans on his body, held his breath, and began to try to return to modern society.

Get back

This is the hole card that dares to appear here.

"Peng!"

"Woo ......"

There were many collisions and strange whistles, Fang Zheng's forehead was sweating, his body shook slightly, and his eyes suddenly opened when he was about to leave.

"Huh?"

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard.

A large hole in the shape of a man suddenly appeared in the wall of the manor, and a man with a spear in his hand pounced on the resentful spirits in the field, and roared loudly in his mouth:

"Ghost Monster, break it for me!"

Thunder Gun!

Xu Seng!

Under the stimulation of the evil spirit, the tip of the spear in Xu Seng's hand actually emitted a trace of electric light, and when it touched the ghost, it exploded instantly, and the electric light shrouded the surroundings.

"Boom ......"

"Boom!"

Immediately after, the deafening roar was getting closer and closer, and a blazing yang qi swept through the audience, and the sword light as black as water pierced the grimace in the air.

Blackwater Sword Trick!

Linghu An!

They weren't the only ones who came.

The deafening footsteps are getting closer and closer, I am afraid that there are more than 100 people, and the yang energy of so many people is gathered together, making this ghost also unstable.

Ghosts and ghosts can harm people.

The yang energy of a living person can also restrain ghosts.

Heaven and earth are born, a drink and a peck, but that's it.

"Ahh

The screams sounded, and the grimace was split in two by the sword qi, and one of them turned around and plunged into the ground, but he fled directly.

"Lord Yan."

Ling Hu'an held the sword in his hand and looked at the frightened Lord Yan in the field:

"Are you alright?"

"......" Lord Yan's face was flustered, and he slowly stood up straight with the support of the middle-aged scribe, his eyes showing surprise:

"You know me?"

"I've heard of the name for a long time, but unfortunately I haven't seen it." Ling Hu An put away his sword, bent down to salute, and looked calm:

"Linghu An has seen the adult, the villain was in the mountains to suppress bandits, and I happened to hear that the adult fell into a ghost here, and came to rescue."

"Fortunately ......"

"It's not too late."

"Okay, okay." Lord Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, and regained a bit of his former majesty on his face:

"Linghu'an, you came in time, Yan...... Remember you. ”

"Don't dare." Linghu An's eyes were happy:

"My lord, rest for a while, and let me wait to kill the ghosts."

"Good!" Lord Yan nodded, his face full of murderous intent:

"Raise this place!"

"Yes."

Linghu An should be.

*

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The scorching sun rises in the east, and the evil is hidden.

Last night's mansion and mansion were all gone, leaving only a grave covered with fallen leaves.

More than 100 people brought by Ling Hu'an gathered here, listened to the shouts and began to dig the grave, and after a short time, they dug out big pits and carried out a coffin.

"Come on."

Zhang Mingrui handed over a pot of hot wine:

"Warm up."

"Hmm." Fang Zheng took it and asked casually:

"What's going on with the Daoist?"

"The man fled." Zhang Mingrui shrugged:

"But that person was devoured by poison, I'm afraid he won't live long, speaking of which, thanks to Fang Gongzi, you should have broken her law before I seized the opportunity."

"It's a long way." Fang Zheng arched his hand, and his eyes fell on the field:

"What about here?"

"Dig up the grave." Zhang Mingrui said:

"The ghost thing sounds very bluffing, but in fact it can't see the light."

"As long as the grave is dug up, the corpse is burned, and the graveyard is exposed to the scorching sun for another day, no matter what the ghost is, the soul will be scattered."

There was one thing he didn't say.

Digging graves is a means of cutting off children and grandchildren, and they will not be used unless they have to, and it can only be said that the ghosts here have provoked that Lord Yan.

If you don't frustrate your bones and scatter ashes, it will be difficult to eliminate the anger in your heart.

"Dao Chief."

Fang Zheng took a sip of wine and asked:

"The Yin Soul here last night seemed to be much stronger than you said, and it wasn't too afraid of the Yang Qi of the living, what's going on?"

"Because there's a ghost." Zhang Mingrui said:

"Being in a ghost, the yang energy in the living body will be suppressed, and the ghost will become stronger accordingly, and the ghost thing here is a little special."

"They're a type of Earthbound Spirit."

"Earthbinders?"

"Not bad." Zhang Mingrui nodded:

"These ghosts can't leave this place for some reason, and they will also become stronger here, so naturally they are not very afraid of the living."

"Dao Chief!"

A voice came from afar:

"Come and see this thing."

"Okay."

Zhang Mingrui got up.

…………

"Artifact?"

Looking at the palm-sized bronze sword slanted on the coffin lid, Zhang Mingrui's face was gloomy, and when he saw other coffins, his eyes were already angry.

"The tombs in this place, I'm afraid that some people specially raise yin souls and use them to cultivate powerful ghosts."

"What?"

"Is there such a thing?"

“……”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised.

"Look, everybody." Zhang Mingrui touched some lines on the coffin and said:

"These coffins have been cursed and engraved with resentful spirits, and those buried here will be turned into ghosts, tormented day and night."

"Eternal life cannot be superborn!"

"When the ghosts grow to a certain extent, the people who raise the ghosts will release them, and let the ghosts devour the flesh and blood of the living and turn into resentful ghosts."

"Hmmm......"

"Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise I am afraid that this place will turn into a real ghost, even if the mage comes, there will be no return."

"Is that so?" Ling Hu An frowned:

"The Taoist may see who it is?"

"I'm sorry." Zhang Mingrui shook his head:

"The poor Dao cultivation is weak and shallow, and I can only barely see that there are resentful spirits in this place to attract ghosts, and I can't see the way to cast spells."

"Actually, it's ......"

"Nine times out of ten, the person who casts the spell is a mage, and he should not be an ordinary mage."

Mage?

Everyone was shocked again.

Mages are far rarer than martial artists, and even in Fucheng, a mage is also the guest of honor of those high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

status

It is far more than a martial artist.

…………

"It's too vain and mysterious, looking at your soul; Tianyuan Taiyi, the main soldier of the Jingsi; Yin and Yang are incompatible, fixed! ”

Zhang Mingrui held a peachwood sword, stepped on Tiangang, swayed the dark paper in his hand, and began to cast a spell for the unjust soul in this place:

"There are many grievances among sentient beings, and the grievances are deep and difficult to solve. I will preach the wonderful law today, relieve all the unjust karma, listen to the recitation, and the enemies will disperse by themselves. ”

Resolve the curse.

"The pardon decree of the Taishang, the lonely soul of the supertly; Ghosts and ghosts, four lives are gracious. ”

"Those who have a head are super, and those who have no head are born; Guns and knives kill, diving ropes. ”

"Death in the open and in secret, grievances and grievances; The creditor is wronged, and he begs for his life. ”

"Kneeling in front of my platform, the spirit of the Yuan shines; Zhan Ru is gone, and he is born in another place! ”

"Guys, go!"

Death Curse!

A set of processes has passed, and the gloomy tomb group seems to have more warmth.

"Open!"

In the midst of loud cheers, everyone nailed the museum.

Under the scorching sun, the black smoke curled away, and sometimes there were terrible screams, but after all, they could not escape the blazing sun.

"Hoo ......"

After being busy for a long time, Zhang Mingrui finally had time to rest, squatting beside Fang Zheng and silent.

"What's wrong?"

Founder's side head:

"Dao Chief, has something on his mind?"

"Hmm." Zhang Mingrui nodded:

"The main soul of the tomb here should have escaped, the key is the black water gushing out under the tomb, this ...... It is a bad omen. ”

The main soul?

That grimace?

"What bad omen?"

"Great drought!"

Zhang Mingrui said:

"Next year, I'm afraid there will be a big drought."

Warlocks in this realm know astronomy and geography from above, and with the connection of the leylines and qi machines, they can often detect changes in the environment in advance.

He is no stranger to this.

Fang Zheng's brow furrowed.

He has been here for more than a year, so he naturally understands what it means for the local people if there is a major drought in the land.

But it's still too late.

"Then report it to the government."

Founder Road:

"Plan the food early, and when the drought comes next year, it should be able to save a lot of people, and maybe there won't be a big mess."

？

Zhang Mingrui looked surprised, and then shook his head bitterly:

"Fang Gongzi is kind-hearted, but you're afraid that you're thinking badly, if the Yamen government knows that there will be a big drought next, the people won't be able to survive this year."

"The rich will be the first to get the news, they will hoard food and raise prices."

"Next Year's ......"

"Then they will take the opportunity to buy other people's acres, do you know how the Ren family sits on so much fertile land? It is to take advantage of the year of the catastrophe. ”

Fang Zheng was silent.

I'm still too naïve after all.

But whether there is a big drought or not, it has nothing to do with him, it's a big deal to go back to modern society and hide.

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*

*

A few days later.

The top of the mountain.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and from time to time there was a flash of lightning.

"The owner."

Lao Fan rubbed his rough hands, his face was full of excitement and worry:

"I wonder if it can be done?"

"If the Wang family's formula is correct, it shouldn't be a big problem." Fang Zheng stood in the clay kiln, looking at the sky through the hole:

"Thunder Goes Red Porcelain ......"

"I don't know what will happen in the end with the porcelain recipe I gave."

"It must be the top famous porcelain in the world, even treasure porcelain." Lao Fan nodded heavily:

"The owner's embryo is a must, and the Wang family's thunder red porcelain is fired with the help of thunder, which is simply unheard of."

"Two Phases Match ......"

"It's coming!"

"Crackling ......"

The winding thunder and lightning, like a weapon in the hands of the gods, pierced the dark night sky, tore through the thick clouds and mist, and fell on the peak of the kiln.

There.

There is something like a lightning rod erected.

The lightning followed the 'lightning rod' all the way down into the kiln chamber, and the glaze on the surface of the porcelain reacted violently in an instant.

"Boom ......"

Until this time.

It took a beat of slow thunder to break into the eardrums.

Following.

Fang Zheng sat upright in the hall, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand to observe carefully.

bowl

The color is ruddy and transparent, the beauty of the glaze is like a dream, and the thunder pattern on it is a bit more complicated.

Tap gently.

Its voice is crisp and melodious.

"Wonderful!"

Fang Zheng praised lightly, and his voice was full of emotion:

"Even if this porcelain is looking at the world, I am afraid that it belongs to the ranks of the top famous porcelain, and it should be regarded as treasure porcelain, and the only drawback should be the texture on it."

Through the thunder split, the surface of the porcelain will have a pattern similar to a spider's web.

Good textures, just like natural, will not reduce points but will add a lot of color, but the power of thunder is difficult to control, and the lines that are split are naturally different.

Most of them aren't very good-looking.

And

The porcelain is different every time it is refined.

"That's enough."

Founder's Squint:

"You can't control the direction of lightning here, but not in modern society, if you can make the lines on it go as you envisioned......"

"Porcelain!"

After coming for so long, I can finally go back to the modern society to show my strengths.

"The owner." At this time, Wu Hai came from outside the door and replied:

"There are a few people in the Sun family cloth store who want to take refuge, do you want to accept it?"

"Take refuge?" Founder's put away porcelain:

"What's going on?"

"Since Sun Die's death, the Sun family has made a lot of trouble in order to compete for the cloth shop, and in the end there is no explanation." Wu Hai thought for a while and said:

"The people above are vying for power, which has led to the business of the cloth shop getting worse and worse, and the wages cannot be paid on time, and many people have begun to find other ways."

"That's right!"

"When the owner first came to Gu'an County, didn't he know Lao Liu, he left the cloth shop now, and wanted to ask the owner to take him in."

"His daughter is too."

(End of chapter)