"What do you want to do?" Chen Ling clenched the curse whip and stared at the tablet with cold eyes, "You want to get some money from the Wang family and then train the son of the Wang family to be your own ghost servant?"
Xiedao didn't expect that the person in front of him knew so much at such a young age. He could not only avoid the attack of the corpse-controlling technique, but also see through his ghost-raising technique.
"Since you already know, I can only shut you up forever before those two idiots come!" Xiedao closed his eyes, grabbed the tablet in his hand, and quickly chanted, "Ghosts, listen to me!"
He opened his eyes, bit his finger and quickly wrote the talisman on the tablet.
Chen Ling realized that the evildoer wanted to attack from both sides at the same time, so he swung the curse whip and first entangled the corpse that was rushing towards him.
The corpse had been there for a long time, and the stiff skin had lost its elasticity and dented when touched lightly. A long whip engraved with runes was wrapped around his neck and pulled hard, leaving deep marks on his neck and making crackling sounds as if the bones were breaking.
Feeling the huge pulling force of the whip, Chen Ling spread his legs and quickly turned the wrist of one hand, allowing the whip to wrap around it several times.
Then he extended his free hand to the man behind him, "Exorcism talismans, give me a few more."
Jiang Yu was very good at being an assistant. He immediately took out a few talisman papers from the side of his backpack and put them in the young man's hand. His cold fingertips scratched his palm.
Chen Ling only felt his skin itchy and was almost broken and dragged over by the corpse.
While throwing talismans at the corpse, he asked angrily, "What are you scratching at my palm for?"
Is now the time to do something small
"Sorry, it was an accident." Jiang Yu's voice was calm, and he spoke as if it were true.
Chen Ling glared at him warningly, signaling him to work seriously and not make trouble, and then a piece of talisman paper flew out.
The corpse looked lifeless and extremely stiff, but it was actually very agile and easily dodged the talisman paper.
As the ghost entered, his wooden facial features gradually revealed an almost eerie ugliness. The tendons that had been quietly lying under his skin were all exposed, turning into pitch-black veins that coiled on his skin, like tree roots protruding from the ground, winding and twisting.
Seeing that the opponent was about to rush towards him, Chen Ling raised his wrist and the curse whip loosened from the opponent's neck.
The bruises on the pale skin caused by the whip were very scary. The sunken flesh was burned by the cursed whip and broke, revealing the dark red flesh.
Jiang Yu asked: "Can you hold on?"
Chen Ling said: "No need to help for now."
He took out the Yellow God Yue Zhang Seal, clenched it in his palm, spread his feet slightly, and chanted a spell, "I beg the thirty-six brave generals to come to the altar to exorcise the evil spirits and display their magical powers. If there are evil spirits that violate my law, I will exorcise them and kill the ghosts and exterminate the monsters. I, your disciple Chen Ling, worship you with all my heart. I beg the thirty-six generals to come, and the divine troops will come as soon as the law orders."
Thirty-six brave generals refer to thirty-six officers, namely the thirty-six celestial generals, which originated from the ancient people's worship of the Big Dipper.
In Chinese mythology, they are all brave and warlike generals with sturdy stature and born righteous.
When you encounter ghosts and evil spirits with infinite power that need to be defeated in a fight, you can call upon the gods and use their power to slay the demons and eliminate the evil.
As a fellow Taoist, Xie Dao naturally knew what he wanted to do, and immediately withdrew his corpse-controlling technique and ordered the soul that had successfully inhabited the corpse: "Go, kill him!"
Chen Ling opened his eyes, and the bones in his wrist creaked. He felt the muscles in his body heating up and an infinite force running through them.
Done.
I just don't know which god's power was borrowed from.
Chen Ling did not retreat or dodge, but rushed forward. Just when the two were about to collide, he suddenly raised his hand, pressed the opponent's shoulder, picked up the body from the ground, and threw it against the wall.
Without waiting for the corpse to get up, he raised his hand and swung the whip, smashing a thin crack in the wall.
The corpse's arm was grazed by the whip, and a piece of flesh that had already stiffened fell directly to the ground.
He felt no pain, but was filled with anger. The veins on his skin bulged more sharply, his fingertips extended out, and his eyes turned completely black.
The corpse jumped up from the ground, like a gecko with its limbs stuck to the wall, and climbed all the way to the ceiling, hanging upside down, with its head turned backwards, staring straight at Chen Ling.
Chen Ling looked at him calmly. Both of them were looking for each other's weaknesses and the best time to attack.
At this moment, the voices of the Wang couple suddenly came, and they were excitedly discussing the "new house" that was about to be decorated.
When he reached the door, Mr. Wang took out his key and inserted it into the keyhole.
The lock core inside seemed to be broken and could not be opened no matter what.
Mrs. Wang was stunned: "Husband, what's wrong? Why can't it be opened?"
In order to prevent others from discovering that they had hidden their son's body in the basement, the couple each held a key. Mrs. Wang held the key to the door above the stairs leading to the basement.
What Mr. Wang was holding was the key to the last door at the bottom of the stairs, which led to the basement.
Now that the most critical door could not be opened, the couple was getting anxious. Just when Mrs. Wang said she was going to get tools to break the lock, a loud clang suddenly sounded from the heavy metal door.
The curse whip wrapped around the body and threw it directly against the door.
The corpse's bones were dislocated and its limbs were bent at strange angles. He slowly got up from the ground, and his fingers used too much force, breaking several black nails, revealing rotten flesh.
Chen Ling just approached and wanted to take the opportunity to stick the talisman on to force the soul out, but the thing living in the corpse jumped out and strangled his neck tightly.
Jiang Yu was furious, and approached like lightning, with his five fingers directly inserted into the top of the soul's head.
The five senses of his soul were distorted, his eyes, mouth and nose were almost fused into one, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream.
Chen Ling's neck was pinched hard, leaving several deep blue fingerprints, which felt like a burning pain.
Seeing that the soul was subdued by Jiang Yu without any resistance, he touched his neck and angrily wrapped the corpse with a whip.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Xiedao controlled the corpse again to make it break away from Chen Ling and buy himself time to escape.
But the corpse-controlling technique encountered an obstacle just as it was getting started.
Chen Ling borrowed the power of the officer and became extremely strong. With one effort, he pulled the corpse to his side.
He bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood all over the corpse's face. He then dipped his fingertips in the blood and began to draw talismans on the corpse's forehead.
He drew talismans to ward off evil and cure sorcery.
The talisman begins with three fires, followed by the word gold, and then uses the power of the god of thunder to break the evil ways, and ends with "Gang".
When the seal fell, Xiedao tried his best to stop it, controlling the corpse to struggle frantically.
Both raising ghosts and controlling corpses require the blood of the person who casts the spell. With the blood involved, the backlash is twice as powerful. Knowing this, the evil way cannot let Chen Ling seal the spell.
Once the seal is completed, the corpse control spell will fail, and all the damage will be reflected back on him. Add to that the damage he suffered from the suppression of his ghost, and there is no way he can survive!
As the evil belief moved, the corpse struggled more and more vigorously. Chen Ling's face was tense. He raised his arm and hit him in the middle of the eyebrows with his elbow.
Regardless of whether it is a human, god or ghost, this position is the most core position, which contains human consciousness, sixth sense, and even divine power.
Chen Ling's attack, which was made with the help of the officer's strength, directly broke the corpse's brow bone, and the entire forehead bone was sunken.
Although the corpse did not belong to any category of human, god or ghost, this shock still caused him severe trauma.
Chen Ling took the opportunity to cast a seal, "Break!"
The corpse seemed to have suddenly lost power, lost all strength, and fell straight to the ground.
Xiedao's tendons were broken and blood was constantly oozing from his joints.
Chen Ling walked over and looked down at him, "Before you took on this business from the Wang family, did you ever think about the outcome today?"
Xie Dao knew that he couldn't escape in this state. After spitting out blood from his mouth, he still had the energy to sneer provocatively, "I never thought about it."
"It would be nice to witness it with my own eyes now." Chen Ling turned around and looked at the soul that was restrained by Jiang Yu.
It can be seen that the soul of the Wang family's son is indeed still very young, but his mind is already unbalanced. The dark mist all over his body, the terrifying bloodshot in his eyes, and the strong and unresolvable hostility... All of this shows that he has long lost the bottom line and moral wisdom he once had as a human being.
Chen Ling looked at Xie Dao again: "Who advocated the ghost marriage? Was it Wang Kaiyue or his parents?"
Xiedao felt a piercing pain all over his body, and he gritted his teeth and refused to speak.
Chen Ling looked at Jiang Yu, walked over, and pasted a talisman to suppress all evil spirits on Wang Kaiyue's soul.
Xiedao immediately spat out blood again, his chest felt stuffy and painful, and he wanted to roll on the ground.
"It was Wang Kaiyue! He said that he was unwilling to die in a car accident at such a young age." Xie Dao spat out a mouthful of blood and continued weakly, "But the Wang couple are also stupid. After their son died, they refused to bury his body, which prevented his soul from leaving peacefully and made him more and more attached to the mortal world."
"They didn't know that it was they who affected the soul, and they thought that Wang Kaiyue himself didn't want to leave. After smuggling the body back to the country, they found me and said that their son died with his eyes open, and hoped that I could help him to transcend and let him leave in peace."
At this time, Wang Kaiyue had developed an abnormal attachment to the world of the living because of his death.
He is only 28 years old, comes from a wealthy family, has healthy parents, and his career is also booming.
Why was he the one who died
Why!
He was unwilling to accept this and hated the injustice of fate. Gradually, an evil thought arose in his heart: since he was in so much pain, why not drag someone down to hell and suffer with him
So, he used evil means to ask his parents for a ghost marriage, saying that as long as he had a companion, he would be at peace in his reincarnation.
In fact, this is not the case. At that time, he had already agreed to the evil way and became a ghost servant. Not only him, but also the person he would be marrying in the ghost in the future would also become a ghost servant.
They will remain in this world through another way of existence.
There is no need to follow any rules, no need to abide by morals, you can do whatever you want, and all the rules and regulations that bind humanity will disappear.
The Wang couple doted on their son and never said no.
This is how it is when people are alive, and it will only get worse after they die. At first, they also hesitated, after all, they are living beings.
But every time they saw their son's cold body and the dark tablet.
Moral sense has become a threshold that can be trampled upon at will and easily crossed.
"If you ask me, no one in the Wang family is a good person." Xie Dao sneered. The contempt in his words was too obvious, as if he himself was a good person.
Chen Ling stepped on his shoulder and applied a little force, "You are not a good guy either."
"There is good and evil in this world. I admit that I am not a good person, but who can live without money and air in this world? I make a living by my own ability, what's the problem?" Xie Dao mocked maliciously, "You are so young and you come out to do this kind of work dealing with ghosts, aren't you also looking for high risks and high returns?"
Chen Ling didn't expect that a man who was seriously injured could still be so eloquent. He retracted his foot and said seriously, "I took this case just to find out who is behind this. You said I did it for the money, but I really don't rely on it to make a living. My family has hundreds of acres of land and hundreds of houses. I don't need this."
Jiang Yu looked back at the young man and held back his laughter.
The land is a cemetery and the house is a tomb. By this calculation, his fiancé should be a wealthy man in the world.
Xiedao was also shocked. Even if he were a ghost, he could not have imagined that a rich second-generation would do this kind of business, and do it quite well.
He put away his surprise, swallowed his thick saliva, coughed a few times, and said, "Little brother, since we are on the same path, why don't you let me go? Just consider it a good relationship."
Sighing, Xie Dao pretended to be innocent: "Besides, ghost marriage was not my idea. I was just paid to do the job. If we talk about crimes, the three members of the Wang family are the most heinous ones."
It was the first time that Chen Ling had seen such a shameless person, and his anger subsided.
He stepped aside and said, "Okay, go ahead."
The trauma caused by the backlash of the corpse-controlling technique was enough to take away half of his life, coupled with the sins he committed against Xiaofan and Li Fang... the feedback of the evil power was double, and Chen Ling was certain that this man would encounter bloody disaster if he went out.
Xie Dao was stunned. He didn't expect that he could just fool people with just a few words. He covered his chest and staggered towards the door. When he passed Jiang Yu, he paused. Thinking of the other party's ability to appear out of thin air, he became inexplicably nervous.
He walked faster and faster, not even caring about the pain in his body.
Just as his fingers touched the metal door and were about to open the bolt, he heard a painful scream from behind.
A dark ghost fire ignited from Jiang Yu's palm and ran all the way from the top of Wang Kaiyue's soul to his feet.
He was clearly dead and should not feel any pain, as he no longer had any five senses. However, Wang Kaiyue smelled a strong, burnt smell.
The burning sensation went from mild to intense, as if countless sharp swords were piercing through his soul, pulling out his spirit and then slowly stabbing in as if torturing him.
The tragic roar made the couple outside the door more anxious.
Mrs. Wang cried and pushed her husband: "What are you standing there for? Go find someone to break the door! Something has happened to my son in there. It must be something!"
Mr. Wang nodded repeatedly in panic almost instinctively, but his mind was blank.
This was the first time I heard my son's voice since his death.
It was not a cry filled with longing, but a cry filled with great pain.
Mr. Wang knew that things were out of control.
Save my son, I must rescue him immediately!
He rushed in and just as he opened the door, he saw a stranger holding a handheld camera in the corridor outside who had no time to hide.
The intern from 018 initially just squatted outside the window to take pictures. After Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang left, he waited there for a long time but saw no one return to the kitchen. In his anxiety, he forgot to be cautious and sneaked into the house.
The strange and terrifying scream just now scared him.
But he was very skilled in his job and quickly calmed down. He immediately decided to go in the direction where the sound came from and find the source to take pictures.
I didn't know I would be so unlucky to run into the owner of this house head-on.
"Are you a reporter?" Mr. Wang reacted quickly and kicked him immediately.
He had also read the things that were widely circulated on the Internet. He felt guilty and afraid, but he believed in the master's ability and would not leave any clues for others to find out.
But now, the reporter actually found his home!
Mr. Wang's face trembled, his eyeballs twitched a few times, and in an instant he had murderous intent and wanted to silence the witness.
He lowered his voice and said, "Little brother, you have come to the wrong place. If so, I will take you out right now."
Seeing that his expression was wrong, the intern subconsciously began to back away.
Mr. Wang pressed forward step by step and soon forced the man to the end of the corridor.
On the decorative small table against the side wall at the end, there is a porcelain vase from the Longquan kiln. The light blue and light white patterns are interwoven with each other, presenting a soft and warm beauty.
Mr. Wang suddenly grabbed the bottleneck and smashed it fiercely on the intern's head.
The camera in the intern's hand fell to the ground as he fell, but he did not fall unconscious immediately and was still vaguely conscious.
He knew that his situation was very dangerous and he had to run immediately.
So he used all his strength to support his body with his arms.
Mr. Wang's legs were standing right in front of his blurry eyes. The intern slowly raised his head and saw that the vase was being raised high again by the other party, as if he was going to hit it with all his strength.
“No… No…” The intern burst into tears, deeply regretting coming here.
He kept shaking his head, wanting to pray humbly.
It's too late.
The reflection of the porcelain vase kept getting bigger and closer in his eyes, and the intern closed his eyes in horror.
Time flowed quietly, and the expected pain did not come.
Realizing something, he opened his eyes suddenly and found that the man who was about to kill him was controlled by another person.
Ah Gui grabbed Mr. Wang's hands tightly from behind and yelled at the man on the ground: "What are you still standing there for? Get the fuck up!"
The intern came to his senses, stood up hurriedly, and picked up the camera to check if it was broken.
Agui pushed the man forward with force, and the vase and Mr. Wang's head hit the glass together, one shattered on the spot, and the other got a bump on the forehead.
Taking advantage of the other person's confusion, Agui pulled the intern's backpack over.
When shooting outside, the most taboo thing is not being able to contact people with mobile phones, so everyone in the program team will have a charging cable and a power bank in their backpack.
Agui quickly took out the charging cable and tied Mr. Wang's hands behind his back.
"Old Wang." Mrs. Wang's voice came from behind the door.
She came here following the noise upstairs, fearing that someone from the Jiang family was looking for the young man, so she carefully pushed the door open a crack and poked her head out, intending to take a look at the situation first.
The corridor was empty, as if the ping-pong sounds heard before were all hallucinations.
Mrs. Wang nervously gripped the door handle, pushed the door wider, and stepped out with one foot.
Before she could stand firm, a hand reached out from behind the door and grabbed her ankle.
For some reason, Mrs. Wang immediately thought of the two young relatives who were killed by the soul-stealing technique. She screamed in fear: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts! They are here for revenge! They are coming!"
Agui dragged the person into the corridor and saw Mrs. Wang lying on the ground in a violent state, kicking and struggling, and trying to crawl forward like a madman.
He frowned and lowered his voice deliberately to make his words sound more gloomy.
"They are here to see you... Are they Xiaofan and Li Fang..."
Mrs. Wang collapsed even more and cried, "No, please let me go. This was all my husband's idea. If you want revenge, go find him!"
Ah Gui turned his head and looked at the intern behind him: "Did you take pictures of everything?"
The intern looked at him awkwardly. Seeing someone reaching out to him, he nervously protected the camera and said, "Brother Gui, I can't give you this, or my brother will scold me to death."
Agui didn't listen and tried to snatch it away forcefully, wanting to see if there were any mysterious things filmed inside again.
The intern dodged his hand and ran straight into the basement.
He walked down the stairs, and after a few steps, he saw the silver-gray iron door below him being opened.
The man was covered in blood and practically crawled out of the basement.
His hands and feet seemed to be badly injured and he was unable to walk normally. He could only move a little bit on the ground relying on his hips.
Jiang Yu's netherworld fire tortured Wang Kaiyue's soul.
Because of the ghost-raising technique, the pains were also transmitted to Xiedao, causing his skin to ulcerate and his meridians to feel burning pain.
He was not able to breathe until the underworld fire was extinguished, completely burning off the connection between him and Wang Kaiyue's soul.
He tried his best to climb out of the basement, but bumped into a man head-on. Instead of helping him, the man put a camera in his face and filmed him.
Xiedao had never suffered such humiliation before. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood again.
After the intern escaped from danger, he was unexpectedly excited. His hands were shaking with excitement. Big news, absolutely big news. The story that happened in this mansion would shock the whole society.
He raised his foot, stepped over Xiedao's head, and ran towards the basement.
In the basement, the candlelight was scattered because of the fight and the light was dim.
The dim yellow light barely allowed one to see clearly that there was a corpse lying in the room.
The corpse looked different from a normal death. The black veins and festering skin on the neck made the intern feel a little panic.
He thought of Agui who had fallen out with his cousin.
I remembered the so-called true ghost story told by Agui.
The intern's hands trembled and he turned off the camera, with goose bumps all over his body.
"What kind of fire is that?" There was a voice in the corner.
The intern looked sideways and discovered that there were two people standing in his blind spot on the right.
Chen Ling had seen Jiang Yu playing with fire before, but the fire was never as fierce as this one. He was really curious, so he opened the man's palm and looked at it again and again, but there was no clue.
Jiang Yu: "The fire of the netherworld, the fire of hell, is taken from the volcanic hell."
Chen Ling was convinced. The ancestor was so powerful that he dared to play with the fire of hell.
Jiang Yu looked at him with admiration and felt good, with a sense of satisfaction that made his chest swell.
His voice became gentle unconsciously, and he said, "I'll take it out for you to play with when the time is right."
Chen Ling was eager to try it out, and couldn't wait to experience it on the spot. "When will the time be ripe?"
Jiang Yu suddenly became serious, and said in a gentle and solemn tone: "When we get married."
Chen Ling: “…”
Sorry to bother you.