Spiritualist

Chapter 56: Yinshan Pavilion Headquarters

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I followed behind suspiciously, looking at the weird scene of'Ghost swallowing green smoke', filled with confusion.

Because, I don’t understand what these green smoke are? Why is it so attractive to ghosts

The brutal aura of the three ghosts was suppressed by the desire to swallow the blue smoke. They seemed to have lost the ability to think, only knowing to follow their instincts to catch and swallow the blue smoke.

The ghostly fog was filled, and soon, our party arrived near a stone arch bridge outside the village.

My eyes tightened suddenly, because there was someone on that stone arch bridge!

A man sat on the stone arch bridge with his back facing us, and the river rushed past, but he couldn't move.

And the strands of green smoke came from before that person.

Just looking at the back, he was a middle-aged man, very thin, and his broad linen seemed to be covered with a frame of bones.

Unexpectedly, they found the living people, the blood umbrella ghosts woke up, and stopped at the bridge head alertly, looking at the middle-aged man sitting with their backs to this side, the blood umbrella ghosts tightly squeezed the red umbrella.

"Who are you?" The blood umbrella ghost asked grimly.

"Niezhang, you deserve to ask my name too? How about it, is the smoke of Ecstasy delicious?"

The man arrogantly responded and stood up slowly.

With this action, I can see clearly that there is an antique small tripod in front of the person, and a thumb-thick incense is inserted in it, and the smoke is curling.

Unlike ordinary sandalwood, the green smoke that this incense emits is originally a strand, but after it is released, it changes into two, two into four, and it spreads out in all directions.

Undoubtedly, no matter where the Blood Umbrella Girl Ghost family is located, they will come into contact with Qingyan, and then they will be hooked to the stone arch bridge.

So deliberately, the purpose is very clear, this person came to the family of the blood umbrella female ghost who was killing.

He turned around slowly.

I saw this person's appearance clearly, and I couldn't help being horrified.

Because, apart from the difference in height, this person is seven-point like the already dead Mo Dao.

His face was a vulture, a big eagle hooked nose, and a natural evil spirit, but he was much thinner than Mo Dao. It would not be an exaggeration to describe this person as skinny.

"Emotional incense, what is it?"

The blood umbrella ghost Luan Xiu'er subconsciously guarded the little ghost five eggs behind her, squinting the ghostly eyes and staring at the Yin eagle man.

"It is an incense refined with rhino horns and dead human skulls as raw materials. Once it is burned, the green smoke released can cover three miles, but this sub-aura only works against fierce ghosts that have killed people. It has not killed living people. You can’t see or smell the ecstasy."

"And the fierce and fierce ghosts in this area will inevitably be unable to bear the rush of attraction. Ecstatic incense is the best aid for capturing fierce ghosts, allowing me to hook the target effortlessly."

The middle-aged thin male vulture sneered and explained that he

Those eyes that looked like falcons stared at the blood umbrella ghost family.

"Are you here to catch us?" Luan Xiu'er lifted his ghost claws, and the blood umbrella pointed at each other.

"What do you mean? Huh, you dare to slay the precepts? The living people in the two villages died within a few days. You know that this has violated the laws of the underworld, and you will be severely punished!"

The male vulture man carried his hands behind his back, and he did not take the blood umbrella female ghost family seriously, and he was still reprimanding loudly.

"The underworld must be severely punished? Hahaha, what did the underworld do when Luan Xiu'er was killed by Wang Baocai? When my two hard-to-do children were killed, what were you doing, a stinky man who likes to be nosy? Why, I take revenge Xue hate killed the animal, and you jumped out? What do you say about the rules of the underworld? It's really ridiculous, dare you to ask, is there any justice in this?"

Luan Xiu'er realized that the opponent was not easy to provoke, so she didn't dare to take the initiative to attack, but retorted sternly.

"Shut up, a sinful ghost who dares to question the authority of the underworld? As the great puppet master of the Yinshan Pavilion, I have the responsibility to remove your evil obstacles."

"You know, the laws of the underworld are strict, and there are man-made evils, and when the soul returns to the underworld after death, they will naturally be judged. It is normal for people such as Wang Baocai and other evildoers to be thrown into the eighteenth hell after death."

"Justice naturally exists, and your revenge is excusable, but to kill the innocent is to commit a sin! Since I have encountered this, I can't ignore it. Luan Xiu'er, right? Your death date has come."

The male vulture shouted angrily.

"The big puppet master of Yinshan Pavilion? What is it?"

What I heard was that Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

This man sounds very domineering, but I am very strange.

Mr. Yin and Yang, Zomaxian, Laoshan and Maoshan Taoist priests are often mentioned, but the Yinshan Pavilion in the mouth of the Yinjiu man, sorry, I am ignorant, I have never heard of it.

"Yinshan Pavilion? Master Puppet? What are you doing? You are such a person who dare not to declare your name, but you have created a vain court. Is this amusing me?"

The blood umbrella girl ghost was furious and pointed at the thin face of the male eagle with the tip of the umbrella.

"Presumptuous! Little girl ghost, forgive you for having never heard of the name Yinshan Pavilion. How can a group of frogs at the bottom of the well know the mystery of the Great Puppet Master? Well, I will let you know about it today. I want to know my name, right? , That’s all, just as you wish, you stand firm, listen well, I am the ten Dao, Yinshan Pavilion ** Demon Academy’s head courtyard."

"Mo Shidao?"

Luan Xiu'er and I repeated the unfamiliar name in a low voice.

"Could it be that you are ranked tenth at home, and you still have Mo Jiu Dao, Mo Ba Dao? Haha, Ba Dao, nonsense?"

Luan Xiu'er ghost laughed, mockingly.

I know she did it deliberately and wanted to provoke the opposite vulture man Mo Shi Dao.

But Luan Xiu'er obviously made a wrong calculation, and that person's concentration is not so strong.

He smiled indifferently, unaffected, and said softly: "I am the top leader at home. The reason why I am named Ten Dao is because my parents hope that I have many avenues to walk. This is the blessing of the elderly. Luan Xiu'er, I advise you to catch it with your hands. Otherwise, you will suffer!"

With these words, Mo Shidao flicked his palm without turning his head, the burning incense disappeared, and the green smoke slowly dissipated.

When the smoke dissipated, I saw that there was a large wooden box on the bridge rail.

The big wooden box was covered with yellow cloth, and it was impossible to see what was stored in it, but undoubtedly, it must be the so-called big puppet master.

The Blood Umbrella Girl also noticed the big wooden box, and the wind blew around her, and signaled that the two ghost sons should not act rashly. She held the blood umbrella and stood in front of the sons, and said in a dark voice: "If you have the ability, just let it go. I still have a lot of people who deserve to be killed have not been cleaned up, and I will never surrender."

The words are firm and decisive, with great determination, unswervingly to do things in accordance with the curse and vows.

"You guys, you really don't want to hit the south wall and don't look back. What's more, I will move my hands and feet."

Mo Shidao sneered. He stepped back and stretched out his hand to tear off the yellow cloth covering the wooden box. Then, with a click, the lid above the wooden box was lifted.

"Sidan, take your brother back."

The Blood Umbrella ghost warned her eldest son very solemnly.

Si Dan stared at Mo Shi sullenly, holding Wu Dan and slid back several tens of meters away.

He still wanted to continue sliding, but with a sound of'Peng', it seemed to hit some transparent material, and the sliding back movement was blocked in an instant.

"Mother, we are trapped." Si Dan was horrified, his grimace turned distorted, and raised his voice to inform Luan Xiu'er.

"Hahaha, it's just a small restriction. You can try it and see if you can break it and rush out?"

The thin middle-aged man, who had put Gu Ding and Ecstasy in the wooden box in a good time, turned his head to see this scene, and said something proudly.

Obviously, before using the Ecstasy, he cast a spell to trap the ghost.

My eyes widened involuntarily, and my heart was full of excitement.

"It turns out that there are really such clever people in the world who are not afraid of such terrifying ghosts, but they can also use big means to fight against ghosts and even trap them? Damn, if I have this kind of ability."

I looked at the man with bright eyes, staring at his every move.

Today, I have seen a more mysterious world.

A few days ago, I just saw the world of ghosts, nothing except panic and anxiety.

But today, in Luan Xiu'er's memory, I saw something deeper in the world, such as an expert like Mo Shidao, which made me admire.

(End of this chapter)