Finally, after half a day of mountain road, the three masters and apprentices arrived in Qingyang Town at noon!

The old monk didn't know when there was a translucent small lamp in his hand, and the old monk walked past a family, and this small lamp would light up to a certain extent. But the old monk did not stop.

Suddenly, when passing by a large house, the light went out! Without warning! The old monk frowned and said to Xiao Tianhe Dali, "You are waiting for me outside, don't enter the gate of this house!"

The door opened, and a man dressed like a servant poked his head out, "Who are you?"

The old monk said, "The poor monk passed by here, and when he saw that your mansion was full of gloom, he was afraid that he had encountered something!"

When the servant heard this, the door did not have time to close, and immediately ran back, shouting as he ran, "You wait, I will go and tell you!"

The old monk didn't care whether the master agreed or not, pushed open the door and walked in!

Only one door away! The sun is shining outside the door, and the inside of the house is gloomy!

"Master, master, my master asks to see me!" saw the servant panic, and the old monk walked straight into the house.

Sitting in the upper hall was a man in his fifties, with a resolute and cold appearance, but the legs hanging under the chair were empty, and when he saw the old monk, he clasped his hands into fists, "Master, please take a seat!"

The old monk nodded, "Tell me about the situation?"

The man sighed, "Master, you may not know, I was originally a soldier guarding the frontier, resisting the invasion of foreign Huns, just a year ago, my brothers and I were ambushed by the Huns, my legs were cut off, and my three thousand brothers sacrificed all of them in order to save me!" In the end, I could only disarm and return to the field, thinking that my brother was so brave that he slew countless enemies under his horse, but all of them were ruined because of one of my mistakes!" As soon as the words fell, the whole room was full of gloom, as if some people were laughing wildly, and some people seemed to be ridiculing. The servant was so frightened that he hid behind the door, "Here they are, here they are!" I saw countless hideous-looking ghosts in animal skins flying around the house. All the servants were so frightened that they curled up together, but the man was the only one who clung to the handle of the chair and tried to stand up, but he had no legs to support him!

The old monk clasped his hands together, "Amitabha!

"Master?" the man looked at the old monk, "I think you know what these are!" the old monk said indifferently.

"They're the Huns I killed!

The old monk shook his head, "After the death of all things, the souls will return to hell, and if you want to leave the souls of so many people in the human world and attack only you, either you are an immortal cultivator, or you are a witchcraft from outside the frontier! ”

"Then let them come!" the man's tense body suddenly slumped in his chair, "Let them take me away, and maybe I will be able to see my brothers!"

"Do you think you're right about your brother like this?" the master turned slowly, "The general who followed him all his life actually died voluntarily at the hands of the Huns? If that's okay, then I have nothing to say." The old monk raised his feet and prepared to leave.

"But what can I do now, a wreck?" the man wanted to say!

The old monk smiled slightly: "I don't know if the general still has the banner when he was fighting!"

"Master, what do you want from this?" the man beckoned for the servant to fetch it!

The old monk spread out the flag!

The man's eyes also lit up when he saw the flag, but he couldn't stand up!

"General, the ghosts in your family are not ordinary ghosts! It is up to the general to break this method!" The old monk handed the flag to the man, who was puzzled, "Master, how do you say this?"

"Let's go to Huangquan to find the old department, and kill Yama with 100,000 banners!"