Among these terrifying ghost faces, I found many familiar faces. Tan Qing and his group were really among them. It turned out that my illusion was not entirely caused by the mind. I saw Fu Xueman again. This bitch was also there. But no matter how powerful a ghost you are, even if you are Tan Qing, who once dominated the underworld, when you meet Heimupan, you have to listen to instructions obediently, float across the river, and float away away from the fire.
At this time, I remembered that when Fu Xueman saw me, she called me a murderous demon. Now I understand what happened. The Hell Flower King made these wild ghosts hallucinate and think that I was the ghost monkey. I guess this damn thing constantly harassed them, which made them hate it so much.
But Tan Qing and the others were trapped in the City of the Dead. When did they get here? And Fu Xueman, how did she also run to Death Valley to settle down? Thinking of this, my heart skipped a beat. Could my dad be here too
Fortunately, after searching carefully among them, I didn't see him, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, we heard shouting from the left front. Grandpa Taizu laughed and said, "These little bastards are haunted by ghosts. Let's quickly take the back road and block them."
So everyone climbed up the opposite bank and ran forward quickly. Later, Fan Qiuyi and the others couldn't keep up, so Grandpa asked Shen Bing and Qu Mo to stay and walk slowly with them. We walked forward quickly, and although we fell a few times, fortunately they didn't see it, so we didn't lose face.
I ran three or four miles in one breath, and it took a long time because the road was too difficult to walk on. Grandpa Taizu gestured to me to turn off the headlight, jump into the river and swim to the other side, crouching and slowly walking forward a few hundred meters. After stopping, he took out the black wooden plate and whispered to me: "Do you know what other magical uses the black wooden plate has?"
I answered directly: “I don’t know.”
"Well, if you know it, you are a god."
Damn, Grandpa Taizu, you are too naive. You know I know the truth but still ask. Aren’t you just teasing your grandson
We lay in a patch of brambles, and he fiddled with the black wooden plate while whispering, "Although the black wooden plate is not as famous as the Sky Lantern, and it is not one of the three taboos, its magical uses are no less than the Sky Lantern. You saw the talisman at Kunlong Beach before, so you should have guessed what it was, right?"
I nodded: "I guess it's the magic of moving mountains and changing scenery, which is not something that Taoist disciples or magicians can do."
"You're wrong. This black wooden plate can do it, but it's not as powerful as that one."
Ah, I was stunned. I didn't expect that the black wooden plate has so many functions. It can not only take people's souls, but also move mountains and change the scenery. It is really a great treasure.
As the name suggests, "Moving mountains and changing scenery" means being able to move mountains and change land, changing living land to dead land, and changing dead land to living land. It is a very magical and evil magic. There are only records in the ancient books of Maoshan, saying that it was used to create the world. Only Tongtian Sect Master can use it, and none of the younger disciples have this ability. I have always suspected that this is all myths and legends, and there is no such magic at all. I didn't expect it to really exist.
"Okay, turn on the headlights and take a look again." Great-grandfather said to me.
I turned on the headlight and looked forward. Oh my god, where am I? The whole scene had changed. The grass was gone, the sharp rocks were gone, and the poplars and sea buckthorns were all gone. What lay ahead was a desert!