Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 482
There is no problem with the spells given by Jinting Daxian to King Linchuan and King Tonghui, and there is no problem because the spells point to the moon phase instrument.

King Tonghui once tried this spell himself, and he could feel that it was a secret spell offering a magic weapon, which could make people see the moon, but he didn't know that the Tai Yin ruled demons and ghosts, which is the principle of yin and yang.

You can hide in the underworld, you can hide in the world, you can avoid the full moon, but by chanting the mantra, you can see the moon as a god, and leave your name on the death book of the Yin Palace, and you can't escape anymore.

King Tonghui had recited incantations, but his mana was powerful, covered by incense and interfering with magical powers, and Jinting Daxian didn't dare to tamper with it, so he could only hide it without revealing it.

The king of Linchuan had recited the spell, but he was in a serious human body at the moment, so he was fine.

But the yin soldiers of the underworld, even the five great yin generals, even the ghost king of Juliubu, don't even think about breaking free from the moon phase instrument.What's more, they chanted the mantra for too long. Even if the moon phase instrument didn't record their names for a while, it should have recorded them after chanting for so long.

As a result, the moon phase instrument was successfully refined by him, and it has already revealed its magic.

In addition to the magic weapon of the moon phase instrument, his own practice has also improved a lot.

He is a fifth-rank Taoist, the spirit travels day by day, and he is not afraid of the sun.But after Nan Wang's guidance, it's not far away to prove my own practice, how to separate the spirit and the spirit, and follow the truth from the heart.

There is indeed nothing wrong with his practice. He looks unhappy because of natural disasters and man-made disasters.

Now that everything went well, the thunder picker didn't understand why Jinting Daxian was in a bad mood, and he was terrified to see him.

Immortal Jin Ting couldn't explain anything to him.

After the spring plowing, there was only sporadic rain, which was difficult to solve the drought.

But last year's drought reduced production, and then the locust plague failed to harvest, and there were heavy snow and severe cold, countless hungry people, and displaced people everywhere.

This spring, there is only sporadic rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and even less rain when we cross the river.From the north to the south of the Changhe River, and to the border areas in the north, there is not much rain.

The Immortal Jin Ting couldn't see that far, but the people who fled the famine brought news from the north, and the birds that came down from the north told the disasters in the north.

The heat is getting hotter and there are more refugees, and the whole Jiangnan is busy.

Immortal Jinting practiced in Shenjing Palace for another period of time, and as the south of the Yangtze River was also covered by the dust of calamity, he couldn't find peace in his heart.

Practitioners feel the sky, the more advanced their practice, the more sensitive they are to the changes of heaven and earth, the changes of yin and yang, and the occurrence of disasters.

Xiao Taoist Toad already felt that something was wrong when he was eating the moon, and now he is practicing, he often has a feeling of being frightened.

He had doubts in his heart, and it happened that there was such an expert in Shenjing Palace, so he came to look for Immortal Jinting, and wanted him to help him solve his doubts.

But when they arrived at the Golden Palace, only Chong Jing opened the gate of the Golden Palace and cleaned the dust in the palace.

"Chongjing, isn't the Great Immortal here?"

Chong Jing crossed his hips and said, "Master, the Great Immortal took the thunder-picking officer out without saying where he was going."

The Great Immortal of Jinting was often not in the hall in the past, but these days he was in seclusion, and he did not leave after leaving the seclusion, but Taoist Xiao felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

The heat is getting higher and higher, and the refugees who are looking for a bite to eat have no way to travel under such a sun.

There is no food or salt in the belly. If you fall down, you will never wake up again.

The bark can be eaten, and the Guanyin soil can be eaten, not to mention a large piece of meat that fell on the ground.

This group of people fleeing from famine hid in the forest and watched the village outside the forest.

This is already Wujun. Everyone says that Jiangnan is rich and prosperous, a land of fish and rice, Wujun is blessed with good weather and gods, and the king of Wu is benevolent, helping the victims of disasters.

They are skeptical.

Their entire township fled from Donghai County, and many people died.They have been robbed by bandits and attacked by other refugees. The old and weak are all dead, and all the people who can live to this day are young and strong.

At first they were just ordinary refugees, fleeing wherever there was a way out, without any intention of harming others.

But hungry.

When people are hungry, they are beasts. They can eat anything and do anything as long as they can survive.

When he arrived in Wu County, he finally gained some popularity.But they were unable to continue their journey and urgently needed food supplements.The village outside the woods was their target.

When there are many people, the courage will be strong, and the courage will be strong, and you will dare to do anything.

Hunger ignited people's rationality and turned them into wild beasts. They rushed into the village and began to grab everything they could eat.

But this is not the first time that this village has been patronized by refugees, so it quickly turned into a small-scale battle.

On the one hand are the refugees who are already hungry and mad because they want to live, and on the other are the villagers who can't live on themselves and don't want to die.

Sticks, harpoons, stones, and objects that could be used as weapons were all waved in the hands, and blood dripped down quickly.

"Dead!"

Someone is shouting.

But no one cared, until the villagers won with their stomachs that still had some strength, and the refugees dragged the corpse away.

There was fire in both eyes, the fire of hunger on the one hand, and the fire of hatred on the other.

Stuff like this happens every day.

Wu County is already a relatively peaceful place, with officers and soldiers and relief.

The Gusu government set up a porridge factory near Shangfang Mountain to treat the refugees. I don’t know how many refugees were guarded by soldiers and horses like livestock, so as not to raid everywhere and burn Wu County to scorched earth.

The refugees are inexhaustible, not only the refugees from outside, but also the people of Wu County can no longer survive.

Smelling the breath of death, a few ghosts took chains and tortured away the souls of those who died in the fight, including refugees and villagers.

But they are in no rush to leave.

They were waiting, waiting for the injured refugees to die unexpectedly.

They were wounded and unable to stand or walk.There is no medicine to heal, no strength to restore.

Maybe not deadly, but they will die, and accidents will happen.

These little ghosts are very experienced.

Sure enough, they didn't survive the second half of the night.

Satisfied, the soul-hunting imp dragged the dazed Yin Ling towards the Town God's Temple with chains.

A few little ghosts said: "Today, I have collected a few more ghosts who died in foreign lands. I think the adults will reward them."

"What's the dream? Do you think this is a Yin spirit that you received?" One of the little ghosts sneered.

Another kid asked, "Why not?"

The little ghost said quietly: "These are all collected by the adults, no matter how big the reward is, it has nothing to do with us. It is already magnanimous to give up a glass of wine."

All of a sudden, the little devils became unhappy, and when they became unhappy, they vented their anger on their ghosts.Push and kick and go faster.

The Immortal Jinting silently watched the ghosts go away, the Thunder Picking Officer asked curiously, "What is the Immortal looking at?"

Immortal Jinting said: "I'm looking at how to use the public for personal gain."

(End of this chapter)