Yang Chenglin and I walked around this ghost market a few times inside and out, and found that there were not only two of us living people in this ghost market, but even some monks and Taoists with black gas all around them, all shuttling through this evil ghost pile, and I don't know what kind of deal they have with ghosts.

Here, you need to be cautious when encountering living people than when encountering ghosts, so even if you pass by, you just look at each other vigilantly and leave immediately.

But in one corner, Yang Chenglin and I were blocked by an old monk.

The old monk was dressed in a shabby monk's robe, with a string of rosaries around his neck and a string of shining rosaries in his hands, I don't know what material it was.

The old monk's face was a little tired, and he looked like he had walked a long time.

"Dare to ask the two Taoist leaders, but are you looking for a way out?" The old monk stood in front and asked.

I glanced at Yang Chenglin and I felt a little strange, I was wearing an ordinary robe, Yang Chenglin was the same, he didn't dress up as a Taoist priest, how could this old monk come up and be called a Taoist?

But then I think about it, I can shuttle freely in this ghost market, and I guess this old monk deduced from this.

"Well, we're really looking for a way out, can the elder give me some advice?"

I opened my mouth to ask the old monk, but I didn't expect the old monk to sigh and say:

"I really don't hide it, I've been in this ghost city for nearly three hundred years."

Three hundred years, Yang Chenglin and I looked at each other and were surprised.

This old monk's age looks like he is only sixty or seventy years old, and he has been in this ghost market for more than 300 years, and he is not old or dead, has he become a Buddha?

Looking at this monk again, his face was tired, even haggard, as if he had a serious illness and was about to collapse, but it seemed that there was a force supporting him.

"Elder, did you say that you have been wandering in this ghost city for three hundred years, and you are also trapped in it?"

The old monk said: "I am willing to stay here, just because I have endless worries here, trapped by my wishes, I don't know if I can ask the two Taoist masters for help?" ”

Yang Chenglin and I tried our best to find a way out of the ghost market, but I didn't expect this monk to say that he stayed voluntarily.

He couldn't understand what he said, so he asked him why he was voluntarily trapped in such a place.

The old monk sighed and said:

"I don't know, I have a good friend, because of the obsession in my heart, trapped here, I can't bear to see him continue to fall, and even be used by others in the future, that will be a catastrophe, so I am bound to end this matter today and bring him out. This ghost market is not dispersed, and it is also related to him, if this matter is resolved, there will naturally be a way out. ”

I asked the old monk about the specific incident, and the old monk said that in fact, the evil ghosts in this ghost market were collected by his friends in different eras, and gathered in one place, and they could not rest in peace for thousands of years, and they were very angry.

Once it gets out of control, it will bring immeasurable consequences, and the one who caused all this was his friend, Changshan Taoist.

"Then why did the Changshan Daoist drive these ghosts and gods together in one place?" I asked.

The monk said:

"It's a long story, I'll take the two of you to find him first, and then I'll talk about it when I get there."

So the monk led the way in front, and Yang Chenglin and I followed closely behind.

Traveled through the entire ghost market, until I came to the outside of the ghost market, by the Black Duck River, just by this river, I don't know when there was a small grass hut.

Through the bright lights of this ghost city, you can clearly see that black gas is faintly releasing from all sides of this grass shed, and around this hut, there are hundreds of officers and soldiers sitting densely. The clothes worn by these officers and soldiers all had a big word "Qing" written on them, which seemed to be the souls of the Qing soldiers.

But these dead souls were chained and sat in an orderly manner around the thatched house, looking strange and terrifying. It can be seen from this that although the people in this straw shed are extraordinary, they are not good at stubble.

Walking to the grass hut, the monk stood still and shouted to the grass hut road:

"Changshan, you can come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the straw hut opened, and out came an old man with a pale face and a withered description.

The old Taoist priest was emaciated and his face was withered and pale. Wearing a dark color robe, it was shabby, and the hem of the robe had been broken into strips. The shoes on his feet are also very worn. He carried a long sword on his back and a whisk in his hand.

But I could see at a glance that this old man did not look like a living person, but his body was indeed real flesh and blood.

Yang Chenglin glanced at the old Taoist priest who walked out of the thatched house, only to see him take a deep breath, and then whispered to me:

"It's a living corpse."

After all, I didn't know much about this Taoist thing, so I asked:

"What is a living corpse? Is the corpse alive again? ”

Yang Chenglin said:

"If the soul is reluctant to leave after death, and then returns to its own corpse, it is called a living corpse. Living corpses do not need to eat, drink, or rest, and can exist in this world for thousands of years. ”

can exist in this world for thousands of years, and it can indeed be regarded as an old monster.

This old Taoist glanced at me and Yang Chenglin, frowned, as if he was very disgusted, and then said to the monk:

"What are you doing here? Take care of yourselves and don't bother me again! ”

"Changshan, how can I let go of this vast number of ghost beings and leave alone? Let go of your obsession and go with me, I said I would never leave this place alone. For more than 300 years, you should know that I am determined. ”

Changshan Daoist snorted coldly, looked away, and ignored the old monk no longer.

The old monk did not give up, and continued to talk and persuade each other, but the old Taoist only said nothing with a cold face.

The more the old monk persuaded me, the more he listened to me, and then he saw that the long and good Taoist was also persuaded urgently, and said loudly:

"I worked hard for my Ming Dynasty, just to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and to serve my family and country, what is wrong with me?! You're going to be so me? ”

The old monk said bitterly to this good Taoist:

"Changshan, if I didn't persecute you, you were already dead, and you were no longer a living person, and the matter before your life was over."

The monk said to the good man again:

"Changshan, don't you know that you have actually been dead for hundreds of years? Today's world is no longer what it used to be, it is no longer feasible to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and the fall of the Ming Dynasty is already overwhelming. Thinking of the fellowship between you and me, I will definitely spend your journey well. ”

How do you know that this good Taoist was even more angry when he heard the old monk's words, so he began to reprimand the monk loudly:

"You don't want to talk nonsense, I'm living here well, how I'm dead. The Ming Dynasty must be restored! ”

Yang Chenglin and I looked at each other - what the hell is this, he wants to destroy the Ming Dynasty! The Qing Dynasty is gone!

But listening to the conversation between these two people, I probably understood that this Taoist priest had been dead for more than 300 years, but he didn't know that he was dead, and he thought he was in the state of life.

And this monk has been chasing this Taoist priest for 300 years and telling him that "you are dead", but this Taoist priest just refuses to believe it.

After a person dies, sometimes a trace of obsession can support the ghost to wander in the world for hundreds of years, but I don't know what the obsession of this Taoist priest is.

Is it anti-Qing and Mingming? It's just anti-Qing and Mingming, what does this have to do with a monk? It's a bit confusing.

The monk was still persuading each other, nagging, and the Taoist priest became more and more impatient and began to get angry. Then he was ready to make a move on the monk.

This Changshan Taoist waved the dust in his hand like an old monk attacking, the monk dodged, and then sat down on the spot. The Taoist waved the dust at the ghosts of the Qing soldiers who were locked in iron locks around them, and these ghosts of the Qing soldiers attacked the monk as if they had received an order.

The monk did not fight back, he still sat on the ground, chanting words in his mouth, and listened carefully, as if he was reciting a transcendent scripture. This scripture was recited from the monk's mouth, but I saw strings of golden runes coming out of the monk's mouth.

These golden runes surrounded the ghosts of the Qing soldiers, and the Qing soldiers who were rushing towards the monk just now to attack actually froze after touching the runes, and then stopped in place, as if they were very dazed.

Immediately, as if they were inspired by the overwhelming countless golden runes, they all showed a look of concern.

But immediately, I saw that the chains that bound the Qing soldiers flashed with a dark light, and the Qing soldiers attacked the monk frantically as if they had lost their minds. The monk recited the scriptures even more aloud.

I stood by, and for a long time I couldn't see the doorway of the chains.

The two sides confronted each other like this for a long time, and I realized that the transcendent scriptures recited by this monk were the Jizo Sutras, and whenever the souls of these Qing soldiers wanted to leave under this transcendent power, they would be bound by the black chains that bound their bodies.

"What's the matter with the chains?" I asked Yang Chenglin.

Yang Chenglin frowned, looked at the black chains that bound hundreds of Qing soldiers and said:

"It is a soul hooking rope refined by Taoist priests with their own essence, the effect is the same as the black and white impermanence soul hooking rope, once the ghost is locked, it cannot go to heaven and earth, so it can only stay in the world to suffer, and obey the exorcism of the people who bind them. This thing is against the way of heaven and extremely damaging to yin morality. ”

I felt angry when I heard this, how could this old man be so good and not a thing?

When people die, everything is over, what heinous evil karma have these Qing soldiers done, let this old way lock them in the world with what kind of soul seduction, and they can't rest in peace when they die, so they have been driven away for more than 300 years!

At this time, I wanted to know more about what was going on between the monk and the Taoist priest, looking at the dark soul seduction rope, I could feel the energy above it full of violence, coldness and evil.

"Yang Chenglin, do you have a way to open the soul hooking rope?" I asked Yang Chenglin.

It was really uncomfortable to see those Qing soldiers and ghosts who wanted to leave under the scripture of the old monk, but they were tightly bound by the soul hooking rope.

Yang Chenglin looked at the scene in front of him and shook his head, and said:

"The Soul Hooking Rope is refined with its own essence and will, unless it is in the case of an extremely disparity in the strength of the two sides, if the side that uses the Soul Hook Rope is unilaterally suppressed, the party with a high level of cultivation can forcibly break the Soul Hook Rope, this Elder Dao's ability is far above me, I can't do it."

I looked at the chain, Yang Chenglin said that the power above is all the cultivation and essence of this old Daoist, but the violence and coldness that are full of it can't hide it from me, it seems that this Dao has already fallen into the evil path before his death.

I thought about it, and tried to urge the ring on my hand, and use a wisp of power to find out the secret of this soul-seducing rope. As a result, unexpectedly, as soon as the power of the Black Taiji Mirror collided with the power in this soul chain, it immediately began to devour it wildly.

The cold and violent aura on this soul-seducing rope began to flow into the Black Taiji Mirror in a steady stream.

As long as the Black Taiji Mirror is activated, it can devour all the yin and evil forces around it, so the power in this soul hooking rope is almost completely swallowed by the Black Taiji Mirror.

Besides, after the devouring of the Black Taiji Mirror, the power on it was significantly reduced, and the restraint on the souls of those Qing soldiers was also reduced a lot, and at the same time, the souls of the Qing soldiers who were bound by this Soul Hooking Rope also seemed to feel that the chain force on their bodies had become smaller, so they all began to struggle frantically.

At the same time, the old monk sitting on the ground chanted the scriptures louder, and the strings of golden runes that came out of his mouth were also several times larger than before.

All of a sudden, the area was covered with golden runes made by the old monk, and I even felt the power of compassion in this rune, and my heart was moved for a moment.

Under the blessing of this transcendent rune, hundreds of Qing soldiers' souls came to their senses and began to desperately break free from the chains that bound them, and I continued to urge the Black Taiji Mirror to devour some of the power in the chains.

The souls of the Qing soldiers who came to their senses, some looked around in horror, some cried in panic, but they were soon moved by the power emitted by these golden runes, and slowly calmed down.

When Changshan Lao Dao saw this situation, he was immediately angry, and hurriedly pulled out the sword on his back, and kept waving it into the air, with the swing of the sword, there began to be an invisible yin and evil power above the ghost market, all of which followed the guidance of this sword, and poured into the soul hook rope that bound the ghosts of the Qing soldiers, as if to strengthen the chain.

Once the chains are re-strengthened, the old monk's efforts will be in vain, and the souls of these Qing soldiers will not be able to be exceeded, thinking of this, I hurriedly used the black Taiji mirror to intercept the evil power that gathered from the sky above the ghost market, blocking the front.

Seeing this, Elder Dao was immediately furious, and stabbed at me with his sword. I was about to fight back, and it turned out to-

"Life-saving cage!" Yang Chenglin's obscene voice sounded.

Immediately, a huge cage enveloped the two of us inside, and I was speechless.

This cage resists the sword of the Changshan Taoist, and no matter how much the old Taoist priest slashes left and right, no matter how he attacks, he can't break through the defense of this cage.