Leave from Bai Qiutang and walk on the street.

His mind was thinking about the days since he graduated from school.

In a short period of time, so many things have happened, and all the big and small things in Zhuang Zhuang have rushed to his body like rain waves, even if he has cultivated the Yuan Shen, he feels troublesome.

Cultivating in the red dust, cultivating the mind is really extremely important.

Looking up at the sky, the moon is rising.

A few days ago, I overlooked the city with Cheng Manqing at the highest place, looking at the scenery of the world with a detached mentality.

And now he has become a shadow in the light, and he has also become a touch of scenery in the eyes of someone who is watching the beautiful scenery of red dust at this time.

In front of the immortal species, the short decades of human life are like moths and butterflies, fleeting, but the civilization created by human beings is continuous and brilliant, which is the collective wisdom and crystallization.

"Uncle, I'll give you a bouquet of flowers. A girl holding a flower suddenly walked up to the side and said.

"Why did you give me flowers?" asked Kui Lin involuntarily.

"Because you look like you're out of love. The girl said, "Don't be too sad, give you another piece of sugar, life is not only bitter, but also sweet." ”

After saying that, she shook her ponytail hair and led a little boy not far away.

Kui Lin took the bouquet of flowers, a big white free toffee, what should he do? Of course, he could only eat it.

It's a little sweet indeed.

......

The next day, someone came to Kui Lin's residence and talked to him.

Last night's conversation between him and Bai Qiutang may have spread out, and the person who came naturally represented another faction.

But Kui Lin felt that in fact, everyone still only had one intention, as far as Kui Lin himself was concerned, he felt that it was necessary to pay attention to those strange myths and legends that were too superstitious, as long as they were overflowing, it would be fine.

With the policy measures announced two days ago, there is no need to be so urgent.

Therefore, the visitor told Kui Lin that if he wanted to see the most cutting-edge research results, he was fully qualified to apply for viewing by himself, and he did not need to go through other private individuals.

Again, even if you want to read the theoretical documents of those forbidden arts, you can do so, but you need someone to supervise them.

The overseer here was afraid that he himself would be polluted by those things, and many of the texts already had a kind of magic, which Kui Lin understood very well, although he was confident that he was capable of incinerating the pollution of the primordial spirit.

But that's all that can be overpowered, but there's one thing, and that's that somebody wants his help.

That person was Zheng Dongshan of Nanyun Province.

The Ma family ancestral hall in the Ma family village, also known as the silent ancestral hall, the tongue pulling out in the ancestral hall, and the miracles in hell need to be solved.

Of course, Zheng Dongshan has a way to solve it there, and he wants to include those supernatural beings in his Dongyue Town Prison Map, so that his picture can really go to the next level? There are real supernatural beings in it.

Zheng Dongshan hoped that Kui Lin could go and do a favor.

Speaking of which, Kui Lin actually didn't know how to help, and he didn't know how to find those supernatural things from the vast sea of people.

It wasn't until Kui Lin saw Zheng Dongshan that he realized that he still underestimated the world.

At this time, Kui Lin spent a day coming to Nanyun Province to see Zheng Dongshan, and once again came to the mural of the tongue-pulling hell.

"This ritual is called Exorcism and Demonism, and we need to cast a spell here to summon all those ghosts and gods. Zheng Dongshan said.

All Kui Lin needed to do was to help him complete the ritual.

Is this ritual a way to rebuild a hell, and Zheng Dongshan himself acts as the prison master in this hell, and of course this is only part of the ritual.

What Kui Lin needs to do is place an octagonal palace lamp on the table in the hell, which is also part of the ritual law, called the lamp in front of the table, to guide the way back of the ghosts and gods.

Of course, if there is no octagonal palace lamp, if it is some oil lamp in front of the Buddha or a lamp that has been worshipped in front of the statue of the gods, it is fine, but it is certainly not as effective as this octagonal palace lamp.

Moreover, Zheng Dongshan also told him that this time not only to recall these ghosts and gods, but also to melt them into his own hell map, and the octagonal palace lamp also played a real role in turning stones into gold in this ceremony.

He said that his Hell Diagram was just the last step, and this ritual was the last step, and at that time, because the Octagonal Palace Lantern also played a role in this ritual, then it would leave a trace of verve, which would make his Hell Diagram even more powerful.

As for what kind of powerful method it is, Zheng Dongshan didn't say anything specifically, and Kui Lin didn't ask, after all, it was the secret in the magic weapon of people's sacrifices.

At the same time, it can also protect Zheng Dongshan from being killed when he summons the ghosts and gods back.

The ancestral hall has been placed in a hell-like layout, a desk, shocking wood, braziers, torture racks, etc., Kui Lin can see that those ritual utensils have been very old, and they may have received incense.

Zheng Dongshan's pitch-black scroll painting was placed on the table, unfolded, and it was under the light.

Kui Lin turned around and stood behind him, hiding his breath.

As Zheng Dongshan sat on the chair, he took out an ancient book that he had found out of nowhere, and began to recite the words on it.

As he chanted, black light began to surge on the hell map in front of him, and the black light continued to spread, filling this ancestral hall.

His recitation is not like a human script, but an ancient script, like a ghost language reserved for ghosts and gods.

After the recitation was over, Zheng Dongshan picked up the startling wood and slapped it on the desk, and even the light of the octagonal palace lamp vibrate, Kui Lin knew that this octagonal palace lamp was integrated into the ceremony.

Then, Kui Lin heard Zheng Dongshan seem to be calling his name.

After three consecutive sounds, Kui Lin saw a person with an iron chain coming in from outside, it seemed to be a little scared, but it seemed to be irresistible because of this call, and finally stepped into the ancestral hall, but when it was not halfway inside, it was swept into the picture by the black light on the hell map.

Immediately afterwards, a wave surged up on the Hell Map, which was suppressed by the light of the Octagonal Palace Lamp, and it didn't take long for it to subside.

Zheng Dongshan slapped the stunned wood again and shouted out a name.

After three consecutive sounds, a man with a shackle in his hand strode over, and halfway through the same walk, he was swept into the picture by the black light on the Hell Diagram, and as before, after the Hell Diagram was shaken, the lights were suppressed, and it subsided again.

Out of the back is a ghost god with a bunch of keys.

And then two more with sticks.

As these ghosts and gods were devoured by the Hell Diagram, the aura on the Diagram became thicker and thicker, and the entire ancestral hall seemed to have truly become a hell.

The last one is one with a book in his hand.

The ghost was wandering outside the ancestral hall, and suddenly, as if he had woken up to something, he turned around and fled.

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