Chapter 102: Exorcism and Chance Encounters
Early in the morning, in the misty woods beside the road.
Click!
Song Yuan was looking for the ghost thing that Li Wu had encountered.
He walked through the woods, occasionally stepping on dead branches buried in fallen leaves, making a crunch in the mist-filled silence of the woods.
In this quiet environment, the only thing that destroys the silence is the sound that comes out of oneself, and knowing that there are ghosts in this wood, ordinary people must be terrified.
Song Yuan looked calm, he was confident that the ghost thing couldn't help him.
That ghost creature couldn't even kill a mortal, and its strength could not be expected to be much higher.
Although he can't restrain the spells of ghosts, he can use the art of the sword with one hand.
If that ghost creature dares to show up, he will kill it with a sword.
Whew!
Song Yuan was walking in the forest, and suddenly a ghost crying and howling wind came, and a cold feeling filled the heavens and the earth.
A vague ghost with blue fangs floated in the air, slaughtering!
"Death!"
Song Yuan let out a low snort.
Between the flips of his palm, two sword pills with red mangs appeared in his palm.
An astonishing sharp aura spread through the forest!
The birds on the branches dozens of steps away let out a frightened chirping, so terrifying that if they didn't go again, they would die, flutter their wings and flee in panic.
"Go!"
With one palm in his hand, the two sword pills turned into two Chimang flying swords of several inches in size, carrying an astonishing killing intent, and the ghosts that came to him were killed, breaking through the air!
Two streamers pass through the air!
Swish!
The ghost suddenly stopped in mid-air and looked down in a daze.
Two large holes in his chest were pierced by a flying sword.
It looked up, not waiting for another movement.
The two flying swords have been slashed back, slashing the ghost into several pieces.
Ahhh
In the void, the ghost's frightened and painful cry was heard, and its illusory body, which had been cut into several pieces, quickly dissipated into the air.
"Wise as a beast......"
Song Yuan withdrew the flying sword and turned into two sword pills suspended in his palm, frowning slightly.
It took little effort to slay the ghosts, which was also expected by him.
He was surprised to find that the ghost creature was not very intelligent, almost like a beast.
"Congratulations to fellow Daoists, for removing a scourge for the people of this place!"
Just as Song Yuan was pondering, suddenly a voice came from the side.
"Who?"
Song Yuan looked vigilant, frowned and looked to the side.
A figure walked out of the woods on the side.
The person who came was wearing a Taoist robe, with a wooden hairpin tied with his hair, three strands of long hair under his chin, and a whisk in his hand, more like a Taoist priest than Song Yuan, he smiled slowly.
"Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand, I also heard that there are ghosts infesting and harming people here, and I came to kill the ghosts, but unfortunately I was taken first by Daoyou. ”
"By the way, poor Dao Fang, dare to ask the name of the Taoist friend?"
"Song Yuan, I've seen Daoyou. ”
Song Yuan's expression was slightly relaxed, he turned his hand and put away the sword pill, and said.
A Taoist priest?
I remember that in the story of the painted skin, there was a Taoist priest who bumped into the scholar in the market and reminded him that he had caused an evil spirit.
Later, the Taoist priest gave him a whisk to hang in front of the door with the help of the scholar, to deter the evil spirits.
It's a pity that he didn't succeed in deterring the evil ghost, and the scholar was stripped of his heart and died.
Embarrassed and angry, the Taoist priest fought with the evil ghost and killed the evil ghost.
"The Taoist priest in the story, could it be this one?"
"Daoyou was here just now, but I was wondering why this ghost creature is not very intelligent?" Fang said with a smile.
"Yes. ”
Song Yuan nodded and did not deny it.
"I used to cultivate in the mountains, but this is the first time I've seen ghosts. ”
"It turns out that Daoist friends have been cultivating in the mountains, no wonder. ”
A look of abruptness appeared on Fang's face.
"Ghosts and monsters are rampant between heaven and earth, and I was originally a little puzzled, why Daoyou is a cultivator, but he doesn't know anything about ghosts. ”
He paused, then continued with a smile.
"Daoist friends don't know that when ghosts were first born, they were all confused, mentally low, afraid of the sun, and could only come out at night to harm people, and they couldn't get too far away from their bones. ”
"As time passes, the ghosts become more and more powerful, and they can gradually recover their memories and stellar minds, and they are not limited by the bones before they were alive, and they are not even afraid of the sun and walk during the day.
However, during the day, ghosts are still affected. ”
"Some time ago, the poor road was within a radius of hundreds of miles, and I met a demon who could walk in the sun during the day. ”
Fang Xiang remembered something, a trace of jealousy and palpitations appeared on his face, and he suddenly said.
"This demon must have been roaming around the neighborhood for a while.
If you happen to see it, be careful. ”
He raised his head and reminded Song Yuandao.
"Thank you for the reminder. ”
Song Yuan arched his hand, his expression moving slightly.
"Could it be the daywalking devil in the story?"
Fang turned and left.
Song Yuan also walked out of the woods and returned to the village.
Hearing that Song Yuan had killed the ghost, the village chief was overjoyed and excited, thanked him a thousand times, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to bring a plate of silver.
"The Taoist chief went out to cause trouble for our Lijia Village, and the villagers of Lijia Village in the old generation thank the Taoist chief!"
Song Yuan sat on the seat, glanced at the silver tattoo held by the subordinate, was not moved at all, and said slowly.
"Ordinary things such as gold and silver are no different from dust to us cultivators. ”
"This ......"
The village chief looked embarrassed.
But in addition to gold and silver, Lao Yu really didn't know how to thank the Taoist chief on behalf of the people of Lijia Village. ”
"No thanks. ”
Song Yuan waved his hand.
"Killing that ghost thing was just a casual end, and it didn't cost me much effort.
It's just that I still have something to do here, and in the next period of time, I may have to harass the village chief for a while to stay in this village for a few days. ”
"The Taoist can live as long as he wants.
It is an honor for an old man who has attained cultivation like a Taoist leader to live in the old man's home. ”
The village chief laughed.
"Also, there's one thing I want to ask the village chief. ”
Song Yuan's expression moved slightly, and he said.
"Dao Chief, please say, the old man must know everything and say everything. ”
"Is there a scholar surnamed Wang in Lijia Village?"
"There are very few people in the village who can afford to read, just a few.
As far as I know, there is no one with the surname Wang. ”
The village chief thought carefully for a moment and shook his head.
Song Yuan frowned slightly, and said secretly in his heart.
"If the scholar surnamed Wang is not in Lijia Village, then you have to go to the county to find it.
There are too many scholars in the county, and there are many people surnamed Wang, so it is difficult to tell which one is the 'Wang Sheng' told in the painting story. ”
"But ......"
The village chief's voice suddenly changed.
"In the north of the village, some time ago, it seems that a scholar from the county came to buy a courtyard and converted it into a study.
It seems that he is preparing to stay away from the county seat and concentrate on studying in the countryside to prepare for the next year's scientific expedition. “
But the old man didn't pay attention to his name, and I don't know if he was surnamed Wang. ”
"After a while, the old man asked people to go to the village and ask. ”