I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 249 Practice
Time flies, half a year hastily.

There are more and more refugees in Huaifeng City.

The originally prosperous market seemed very crowded. At first, it looked like it was planned, but now it has gathered into a large stall.

The shacks outside the city stretched out for several miles.

The prefect of Huaifeng should have been happy that there were so many refugees suddenly, but he couldn't be happy at all.

If there are more people, more food will be needed, even if the food is opened, it will not last long.

Moreover, with so many idle labor forces, it is inevitable to provoke troubles.

Even if it's work for relief, there is not so much work for them to do.

On the contrary, because of the large number of people coming and going, they spontaneously formed gangs.

There are many gangs in Huaifeng all of a sudden, and foreign gangs will fight with local gangs.

It made the prefect one head and two big.

In the end, these things were delegated to the police, so that the police could control different gangs.

government office.

It was already full early in the morning, probably because the prefect issued an urgent order.

Whether it's the officials on the concubine's bed, the county lieutenant with a hangover on the boat, or the staff master who has just finished approving the approval documents in hand, they are all gathered together now.

The prefect's mansion was silent.

The first prefect was still calm: "The thieves are powerful, Shuangya Pass has been lost, and now 20 troops will arrive in no time."

"I have asked the Holy One to ask for support, and everyone should come up with a charter."

At this time, no one else has a say except the Taiwei.

So Huaifeng County Lieutenant raised his voice and bowed his hands in salute: "My lord, since ancient times, ten times the troops have been surrounded, and five times the troops have been attacked."

"I, Huaifeng, still have [-] soldiers and horses, and I have compiled tens of thousands of young men every half a month, which should be able to resist."

"..."

"My lord, I think our odds of winning are not high."

"It should be noted that those rebels are backed by the demons of Luojiao. Naturally, we are not afraid of an ordinary army formation, but when encountering an immortal master's attack, let alone fifty thousand soldiers, even ten times as many will not help."

"This……"

Prefect Huaifeng pondered and looked at the middle-aged man in the indigo suit: "Boss Han, what do you think?"

"Facing Master Immortal, we probably have no chance of winning."

"My lord, please also play Ming Shengshang, we need the help of the Zhenxie Yamen."

"The official will write a letter."

Everyone can also realize the seriousness of the matter, and a high-ranking person naturally understands the strangeness of this world. As long as the immortal master takes action, even the city's defenses and rebels will be broken, so they can only hope for support from the imperial court.

"Huaifeng has more than a dozen temples, and there are many strange people among them. Please contact Mr. Han in advance."

"I'm sorry for Mr. Han's trouble, and the government will try his best to satisfy the request."

……

"Daozhang, my father asked me to bring it to you." Zhou Qiang put down the jug with a simple and honest smile.

The Taoist in black robe nodded slightly: "I have a heart."

The one in the black Taoist robe is naturally Tu Shanjun.

A few months ago, Han An led the police of the government to arrest a case of tomb robbery, unexpectedly encountered a zombie, Zhou Qiang was injured by a zombie, the Zhou family and his wife hurriedly asked Tu Shanjun for help, which saved Zhou Qiang's life .

Zhou's mother refused to let her son take risks no matter what.

Old Zhou's family has only one seedling, if it is gone, how can they live.

The foundation of this big family may be wiped out by others.

Originally, the Zhou family only thought that the child was just looking forward to these things, and Han An was a congenital master, so although they were worried, they followed Zhou Qiang's wishes.

Only after that incident did they realize how dangerous ghost hunting is.

Anyway, the so-called matter of protecting the environment and the people, they would not insist on anything.

"Hey Taoist priest, why did you come out of the stall today? Quickly, help me figure out where my money has gone."

The window on the second-floor building was opened, and a head with half-blown hair poked out, teasingly said: "Big worm, why don't you let your mother-in-law take away your private money, what's the point of finding the priest."

"Go! Go! Go."

Zhang Dachong waved his hands away.

Then take out the Sanwen copper plate and put it in a cloth bag aside.

"Daoist, you want to save my life. I don't know where my golden lock has gone."

"Haha, where else can it be, I'm afraid it's not on some woman's belly."

"Brother Su? I met you at Wanhualou last night."

"Hey!"

"..."

In the past six months, it is said that Mr. Tushan was looking for the banner master, rather than living in seclusion in Huaifeng.

During the day, I just read Daoist scriptures, or search for objects, or when a family member died and needed to do things.

It is relatively rare to catch monsters, and most of the cases are to suppress ghosts.

People in the city gather together, and the seven emotions and six desires meet, and evil spirits are easily born.

And with the increasing number of refugees, more and more people died, and souls with a little obsession would absorb human thoughts and turn into ghosts.

Different ways of death will also appear different ghosts, most of them have only instincts, deceiving and abducting living people to realize their way of death again.

Besides, which family's well didn't throw disobedient servants into it.

In which river there is no drowned baby.

Naturally, evil spirits will be born.

Tu Shanjun pinched his fingers and looked at his feet first.

Those who have grievances are handed over to Han An, and those who don't are included in the soul banner as soon as they are used as supplements to combat power.

In this way, he has gained a lot of fame in Huaifeng City.

"Counting the time, it's time to leave."

Tu Shanjun put down the bamboo slips in his hand and looked inside his body.

Zhu Polong's body was already overwhelmed, and there was not much mana left in his dantian, and he might not even be able to activate the Zunhun Banner.

After noon.

God's face changes as he says.

After a while, dark clouds piled up, and the light rain fell down.

The rain in autumn is not heavy, but it is cold, which makes people very uncomfortable.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Tu Shanjun opened the door, and the person outside the door did not surprise him, because he was the one who called this person.

"I'm leaving Huaifeng. If you have something to ask, you can say it clearly."

"Do it or not, it's in my heart."

Seeing the black-robed Taoist turn around and walk in the courtyard, Li San's expression changed slightly, he knelt down on the ground with a thud, and kowtowed: "Please, Lord, help me kill someone."

The down-and-out Taoist probably also knew this was the case.

He once learned something from the Zhou family couple who guarded the inn.

In the past six months, Li San didn't ask him for a penny other than the initial dime, but he was extremely concerned about Tu Shanjun's affairs.

Don't ask for gold and silver, don't want benefits, what such a person wants must be more touching than the benefits of gold and silver.

What should that be?
"Six years ago, because I was going to Huaifeng to go to the market, I narrowly escaped the robbers in Yinshan Village. When I rushed back to the village, the whole village was slaughtered, and there was no one alive..."

"Does the government not care?"

"I tried it, but the government's soldiers didn't go right away, and then nothing happened."

"I also limped in that battle."

"You want revenge."

Meeting the eyes of the black-robed Taoist, Li San had a sudden thought in his heart, "This is an opportunity".

He waited for so long, saved a lot of money, and wanted to ask a master to help him kill the head of the Yinshan Village, but he didn't know that the master didn't come, but he met a strange black-robed Taoist priest.

In the past six months, the reputation of the black-robed Taoist priest has grown, and catching ghosts and taking them is as common as eating and drinking.

But he doesn't know much about it, and he doesn't understand whether the means of suppressing evil spirits can kill people.

"miss you!"

"Very well, I will give you this chance."

"I will do something so that you have a stronger force than what you are born with. Whether you succeed or not is entirely up to you."

"Ask the Lord to pass on the Dharma."

……

The method of opening the altar pays attention to the right time, place and people.

Even more so with the use of sorcery.

However, Mr. Tu Shan is also a master of Jindan and does not need the right time and place to assist him.

Unfold the altar, use the demon blood of Zhu Polong to write the magic circle under his feet, and take out the magic pen and jade knife used by the monks of the magic circle to hook the charm.

Use a bone inkstone to grind blood ink.

In order to enhance its power, ghost blood was specially chosen.

Li San also listened to the persuasion and did not pretend to be a tough guy. He took Mafeisan, bit the tree root wrapped in a rag to prevent the pain from being too painful, and bit off his tongue.

"The technique I perform is called 'Nightmare Pattern Enchantment'."

"Take ghost blood, demon blood, and human blood to reconcile and blend, supplemented by heavenly materials and earthly treasures to form blood ink."

"The pattern you draw will allow you to gain part of the magical powers of spirits."

"After my improvement, the side effects have been reduced, so you can use it with confidence."

"However, your internal energy is low, so it's okay to mobilize temporarily. If you fight for a long time, you will lose your blood."

Hearing Tu Shanjun's words, Li San suddenly felt evil.

This technique certainly doesn't seem simple, but as long as it can help him avenge, he will not hesitate to go to hell.

Er.

A lifelike bear painting emerged on Li San's back.

The old bear opened his bloody mouth to choose someone and devour them.

Blood and ink entered his body, Li San's eyes were so staring that they were about to protrude, and every vein on his body was visible.

Immediately afterwards, a talisman was pasted on his forehead, and the cool and refreshing air flowed into his body, helping him greatly relieve the pain.

When Tu Shanjun is free, he studies and improves the spells in his hands. After so many years, he has already completed it with the vision of a golden alchemy master.

Finally, put on the bear skin for Li San.

The bear skin took root and penetrated into Li San's flesh and blood, as if it wanted to merge with his flesh and blood.

After a while, a tall human bear appeared in front of Tu Shanjun.

Tu Shanjun nodded in satisfaction.

The nightmarish tattoo possessed most of the abilities of Li San, the old bear, and this bear skin belonged to the old bear. He used the heresy to "create animals" to put on Li San, and turned it into a human bear. With blessings, the current Li San is stronger than the old bear he saw in the mountain stream that day.

Moreover, the human-bear body does not require a strong internal force to bear.

Not to mention it's just a shady village, even thousands of troops can't stop him.

Tu Shanjun stretched out his finger and pointed at Renxiong's forehead.

The aura flickered, the bear hide quickly disappeared, and Li San also returned to his original appearance.

"You need to return to the city at sunset, otherwise it will be difficult to take off this bear skin."

Li San knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Thank you Daoist for fulfilling the task, the little one will return before sunset."

After speaking, he ran to the city gate.

Tu Shanjun pinched his fingers and murmured: "On the seventh day of the lunar new year, the ground is dark, the top and bottom are turbid and clear, good and evil are distinct. There is blood, so avoid traveling far."

……

Speaking of which, there is nothing to clean up.

Simply tie up the burden and sit on the recliner to read the hand book.

The sun gradually slanted.

"Is the Taoist priest at home?"

Tu Shanjun moved his fingers slightly, and the door opened.

A figure stepped into it.

(End of this chapter)