But before Zhang Jianfeng went up to see his master, he personally experienced the horror of the soul-inducing lamp. In the evening, Xiaoqing said he had to pack his luggage, so Zhang Jianfeng had to go out and buy a ticket. After buying the ticket, it was already the beginning of the lights. When Zhang Jianfeng passed by the teaching building, it suddenly occurred to him that one of his elective courses would be tested in two days. He had to find someone to tell the teacher in advance so that he could make up for the test when he came back, so he started going from classroom to classroom. Looking for classmates. After searching, I found the seventh floor. Zhang Jianfeng wondered: Strange, where are the study activists in the class? I remember that they must be self-study, and they don’t like to go to high-rise buildings. How come I didn’t even know a single senior person I knew after looking at dozens of them? Zhang Jianfeng instinctively felt something was wrong. He took out the yellow talisman and looked at it. He saw that the color was normal. So what was the problem? "Zhang Jianfeng, are you going to study by yourself? We are usually below the third floor. If you have any questions, please contact us." "There is something wrong with the design of the classrooms above the fifth floor. The tables and stools are so densely packed that it is uncomfortable for people to sit. So few people go there." "If there are no classrooms below the fifth floor, I would rather go back to the dormitory to study." Familiar conversations flashed through Zhang Jianfeng's mind like lightning, illuminating his pale face. . "It's not comfortable for people to sit, so few people go there." Zhang Jianfeng knew something was wrong instantly. He was only thinking about Zhongnan Mountain, but he never discovered this biggest flaw! Zhang Jianfeng gasped for air to calm the fright in his heart, and then slowly turned around. Behind him, a spacious classroom was filled with students who were looking down at books!
Instant fantasy! !
Zhang Jianfeng never dreamed that he would fall into an illusion, and what was even more dangerous was that neither the yellow talisman nor the amulet called the police. This means that the power of the illusion is beyond his expectation. It is so powerful that even Zhongnan's magic weapon has been assimilated into illegal weapons. From another perspective, facing the illusion that can kill him at any time, Zhang Jianfeng has completely lost all bargaining chips in the fight! Just wait to die! Waiting to die the day before going to Zhongnan to ask for help!
An ordinary person might have collapsed to the ground with tears streaming down his face, calling for help. But after all, Zhang Jianfeng had gone to Jiuhua to train his mind. There was a course in Jiuhua called "Survival in Desperate Situations." Zhang Jianfeng knew that the more defenseless he was, the more he would be helpless. The more you are in a state of waiting to die, the less likely you will be panicked. Whenever ghosts attack people, they will definitely not use their own grievances. They will take advantage of the gap in people's fear and begging for mercy to get in and completely destroy the person's yang energy. Recalling what Wang Hongbin said in Die Xian, Zhang Jianfeng immediately thought that the corridor was the most dangerous place. He stumbled to the door of the classroom and wanted to push it open, but no matter how hard he tried, the door could not be pushed open. Zhang Jianfeng knocked on the door desperately, but the students inside just looked down at their books numbly. No one answered his knocking, or in other words, they no longer had the ability to answer. The figures in the classroom are just a group of undead souls who died under the soul-inducing lamp.
It's over, now I'm completely trapped in an illusion! The first Taoist disciple, who is known for his calmness, finally got a little flustered. Zhang Jianfeng knew that the door to the classroom was completely inaccessible, but if he stayed in the corridor, he would immediately enter the illusion of the ghost lamp, and then the two illusions would interact with each other. Staggered, even if you have wings, it will be difficult to fly. But I couldn’t enter the classroom, so where else could I stay except in the corridor? restroom! There is no door to the toilet. Thinking of this, Zhang Jianfeng rushed to the toilet. As soon as he reached the toilet, he heard a burst of ethereal and melodious music coming from outside. It was a majestic mourning sound, and the incredible grand funeral procession finally appeared again in this narrow corridor on the seventh floor!
Zhang Jianfeng did not dare to enter the toilet, but stared nervously at the short corridor at the entrance. Strangely, Wang Hongbin clearly said there was no music, so why did he hear it again? A piece of fluttering round white paper was scattered on the ground. Soon, more such papers appeared in front of Zhang Jianfeng. There was no wind in the corridor, but the white papers were flying extremely violently, and many of them flew straight into the corridor. Coming inside the toilet. Mingqian, Zhang Jianfeng recognized these blank papers at a glance. This is a folk custom. It is believed that after a family member passes away, the funeral will attract evil spirits of all sizes in the wild to covet the sacrifices. In order to prevent the wild ghosts from competing for food, these ghost coins are made and thrown along the road to do good to the deceased. Accumulating yin and virtue also serves to drive away these evil spirits and escort the spirits of the deceased to the cemetery safely. But in fact, these ghost money are not of much use. Firstly, the underworld does not recognize it, and secondly, the wild ghosts come mostly not for food rations, but to snatch the qualifications for reincarnation. They will not go home for such a small amount of money. After it evolved, there was only one ceremony left, so for ordinary funerals, just a little bit of paper money was sprinkled. But what Zhang Jianfeng saw was paper money everywhere, flying all over the sky, as if to enchant everyone. Strange, what is it? Why do people waste money without knowing the rules
No matter how confused Zhang Jianfeng was, he knew that rushing into this momentary memory at this time was equivalent to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth, so he could only stay at the entrance of the toilet and spy on what was going on outside. After the paper money was passed, the music suddenly stopped, and there was no movement in the corridor. Zhang Jianfeng was surprised, but did not dare to go out. He was waiting uneasily. He glanced at the paper money lying quietly on the ground and felt that something was wrong. He picked it up and took a look. His face suddenly changed color. Sure enough, the paper money was not common. Instead of a circle, it is an octagon. However, due to the small folding angle, it looks like a circle from a distance. Although paper money is not recognized by the underworld, there are strict requirements for the shape of the paper money. The emphasis is on roundness, harmony, and gathering blessings and virtues. If there are edges and corners, it will be considered disrespectful to the deceased. However, in this moment of memory, there are actually deliberately added Among the edges and corners of the paper money, an unprecedented octagonal paper money appeared. It is extremely difficult to cut out the octagon, but these pieces of paper money were cut neatly. I guess it took a lot of effort. Who is the deceased in the funeral? Why do such weird and unconventional things happen
While he was thinking about it, Zhang Jianfeng inadvertently saw a vague stamp-like pattern printed on the paper money. It’s strange, paper money is all about being pure and white, so how come there are patterns printed on it? Zhang Jianfeng thought it was just paper money that was stained, but when he picked it up one after another, he saw this pattern. It was obviously not an accident, but a deliberate move. Zhang Jianfeng was so surprised that he picked up all the paper money in the toilet and looked at them one by one. Finally, he picked out a piece of paper money with a clearer pattern and carefully examined the pattern on it. The pattern is of a dragon with a fin-like shape on its head, coiled around a large green bead, surrounded by many curved cloud shapes, and a looming lightning strike in the center of the dragon's body. Zhang Jianfeng thought to himself, what does this mean? I have only seen two dragons playing with the pearl, but I have never seen a single dragon protecting the pearl. Moreover, it is common sense for dragons to protect the pearl. How could there be thunder and lightning splitting the dragon? Thunder and lightning have always been a sign of divine punishment. Zhang Jianfeng looked at the pattern carefully again and felt that the dragon's face was extremely ferocious and terrifying. It had bulging eyes and frowned. He did not look at the beads, but looked at the surrounding clouds. According to the traditional Chinese painting method of clouds, they should be round, full, and curved, but the clouds in this pattern are drawn into thin strips with teeth and claws, creating a strange atmosphere that surrounds the beads in layers. Could it be that this is not a dragon? After all, it has something on its head that dragons don't have. But what kind of creature could it be
Zhang Jianfeng suddenly trembled violently all over and almost screamed. Could this pattern depict another scene? The mythical beast on the pattern is not a dragon at all, but a mutant Fin Ao who was sent to the underworld to perish by the legendary dragon Tian Tiao! The story described by this pattern is actually the story of Fin Ao attracting little ghosts in the wild to suck the essence. That's why there was that faint thunder and lightning, and there was a bead that was not glowing white but green. It is said that Fin Ao was dissatisfied with his failure to regain his identity as a dragon, so he always went against nature. He often collected essences for wild ghosts to suck, and was often punished by heaven. In this way, the real meaning of these paper money is not to pray for the deceased, but to attract evil spirits to attack the deceased along the way!
This surprise was no small matter. Zhang Jianfeng's face turned pale, he looked at the paper money over and over and murmured: "Strange, what is going on? What kind of funeral method is this?! There are people who don't pray for the deceased but also gather for him. Family members of the evil spirit?" In the midst of shock, two gray-faced people walked slowly from the door of the toilet. There was no sorrow or joy, but the pace was very rhythmic, slow and even. They were holding a bamboo pole in their hands, with a bamboo pole hanging on it. A pair of white cloth torn into tattered strips. "The soul-summoning flag." Zhang Jianfeng said in a daze. He looked up at this ancient thing. On the soul-summoning flag, although the strips of cloth were flying in the wind, it could still be clearly seen that it was also printed with the pattern of fins and ghosts gathered on it. After the soul-calling flag passed by, there were two more people beating gongs and drums, but there was no sound, and their expressions were still dull and indifferent. Next, exquisite paper figures and horses, various paper buildings, and paper boys and girls with lifelike expressions passed by one by one. Zhang Jianfeng's sharp eyes saw at a glance that many paper items had gold threads attached to them. Zhang Jianfeng was shocked again. This golden thread was very valuable. Even a wealthy businessman might not be able to spend it so generously, right? After the paper objects, there were real objects, such as gilt vases, jade-patterned porcelain bowls, small silver bowls, etc., which passed by one by one. Zhang Jianfeng was dazzled by them. They were simply worse than the one in the north that was known as "the best in the world" at the beginning of this year. "The specifications are hundreds of times higher.
Zhang Jianfeng guessed that the coffin was coming, and quickly prepared to watch it attentively. As long as he could recognize the shape and the pattern of the cloth covering it, he could immediately know when and where the instant memory occurred. But what made him stunned was that the funeral This is how the team ended. After the last pair of people holding whisks passed by, no one followed them. A funeral procession without a coffin? Zhang Jianfeng was stunned, not knowing what to think in his mind for a moment. woman? He suddenly remembered, didn't Wang Hongbin say that there was a stunning woman following him? Why didn't you see it yourself? While he was thinking about it, suddenly a cold wind blew behind him, and Zhang Jianfeng was shaken all over. He seemed to understand all the reasons in an instant. That stunning woman was probably behind him at the moment!
This surprise was no small matter. Zhang Jianfeng's cold sweat suddenly fell from his forehead drop by drop. He could clearly feel the coldness on his back like ice water, and could even feel an object moving slowly behind him, but he did not dare Looking back, Taoism emphasizes on concentrating Qi and absorbing Shen. If the Shen is confused, Qi will be dispersed. Even if you are the reincarnation of a god, you will not be able to cast any powerful spell. Ghosts mostly rely on disturbing people's minds the moment they see them to achieve the effect of doubling the damage done by attacking people. Ghosts, in particular, are even better at this trick. Therefore, even though Zhang Jianfeng was complaining in his heart, he never dared to look back. He just concentrated his energy secretly to guard against attacks.
Unexpectedly, the woman did not attack him. Instead, she stood not far away from him. The yin energy hit Zhang Jianfeng, and Zhang Jianfeng could not help but tremble. He could only hear the woman slowly saying word by word: "Disciple of Zhongnan Mountain Zhang Jianfenggang - Find Shimen - Spare your life - "Shimen?" It’s Shimen again! Zhang Jianfeng took a breath, tried to calm his breathing, and said slowly: "Even if I am willing to help you find the Shimen, you must first tell me what this Shimen is and where to find it." The woman said He sneered and said: "You go find it yourself - your life is in my hands - I don't allow you to bargain -" Zhang Jianfeng saw that the strategy was not effective, so he had no choice but to change the topic: "Since you know that I am a disciple of Zhongnan Mountain, why are you still talking like this? Once my magic weapon comes out, you can't protect yourself, so why are you looking for a stone gate?"
The woman said: "I didn't expect that people in Taoism also like to lie to people - your magic weapon is useless - my barrier has not disappeared - you are the thing in my palm -" Zhang Jianfeng smiled bitterly. Sure enough, it turned out that she was responsible for the failure of the amulet and other things. Ghost: "What if I don't want to help you find the stone door?" The woman said: "I will take away half of your soul - if you find it - just come back and get it -" As he said that, Zhang Jianfeng felt a strong wind blowing behind him, and he knew The woman started to take action. In shock, she no longer cared about hiding her strength. She quickly pulled something from her neck with her right hand and threw it into the air. When the pendant met the wind, it melted and turned into a palm-sized seal. , hanging in mid-air, just in time to block the woman's first wave of attacks. The red light faded, and the woman took two steps back and shouted in surprise: "Zhenwu Seal?!"
Zhang Jianfeng took advantage of the woman's confusion and hurriedly turned around, only to find that there was smoke in the back. He couldn't see the woman's face, and he didn't know if it was the stunning woman Wang Hongbin met. He also sneered and said: "Since I came to this school, Of course I know the dangers here. Am I so careless that I can't even bring a powerful magic weapon? Tell me, what exactly is the stone gate? What is sealed inside?" The woman stood firm and hesitated for a long time. He laughed softly for a long time, which made Zhang Jianfeng's hair stand on end. He shouted: "Why are you laughing?" The woman said: "I laugh at the fact that there are no tigers in the mountains and the monkey is the king. Although I can't do anything for you for the time being, how can you be mine? Opponent? The day I return to seclusion will be the day you die, just remember this sentence." After saying that, he turned around and left slowly, regardless of the Zhenwu Seal hanging in the sky.
Zhang Jianfeng was furious when he saw that she was scorning Zhongnan's magical weapon. However, he was also afraid of the power of the soul-inducing lamp and did not dare to force himself. He watched the woman leave before he realized that his back was completely Soaked. The thick fog in the toilet slowly dissipated, and Zhang Jianfeng felt dizzy. He knew that too much Yin Qi invaded the body and caused discomfort. He lost the first round of the fight. It seemed that the opponent's strength far exceeded his highest estimate. Zhang Jianfeng put away the Zhenwu Seal listlessly, lifted his sore legs, and walked out of the toilet. He turned around and looked around. There were only a few people sitting and reading in the empty classroom, and the door of the classroom was also open - this is real. world!
When they went back to see Xiaolan and Xiaoqing, Zhang Jianfeng never mentioned anything about meeting the funeral procession. He only explained the matter of going to Zhongnan Mountain and how Xiaolan could cooperate with the investigation while staying in school. The two saw that he was calm and calm. , very normal, how could you imagine that he would have such a thrilling encounter at night? Only when he returned to bed at night did Zhang Jianfeng feel that his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest. The next day, Zhang Jianfeng and Xiao Qing immediately set off for Zhongnan. The school was not far from Zhongnan, only half a day's drive away. Xiaoqing saw the beautiful scenery in Zhongnan and couldn't bear to leave. Zhang Jianfeng had no choice but to leave her to play while he hurried up to meet his master.
In the headmaster's room of Zhongnan Mountain, the master and apprentice sat facing each other in silence under the dim candlelight. Zhang Jianfeng looked at his master, who had aged a lot after not seeing him for a few months, and felt sad for a while, with sobs in his throat that he could not speak; Lone Xinghan had made a great wish when he took over as the master at a young age: "I will never be able to practice meditation for the rest of my life." The gate of the mountain, until it becomes immortal in the view." Now my body is getting weaker and weaker than before. Seeing his apprentice being sentimental at this moment, he found it ridiculous. He held his beard and changed the subject: "Are you sure that the lamp is a soul-inducing lamp?" Zhang Jianfeng lowered his head and said, "According to the disciple, it should be correct." Lone Xinghan's expression He became serious: "This lamp is no small matter. Do you know its origin?" Zhang Jianfeng said respectfully: "Master, please give me instructions."