Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 15 Xuanyun invites the immortal
"Hey, isn't this the Lord Fuluan?"

"In front of the county lieutenant, why do you have to hide your words and dare not speak out?"

"I think it's an old bull's nose bragging and revealing his stuff. Are you in a hurry to cover it up?"

Seeing that it was the old Taoist Fuluan, everyone was overjoyed immediately, and there were not a few people who spoke out to tease him.

From their point of view, don't you say that County Magistrate Qin was killed by a headless ghost?

Even if there is a headless ghost, it is not something Fuluan Temple, a Taoist temple that has decayed like dust and smoke, can subdue.

Among them, there are even those who pretend to be numbers and don't believe in ghosts and gods at all.

From their point of view, Fuluan's statement looked more like an unfalsifiable lie!

"The villain's mouth is open, making everyone laugh."

The old Taoist Fuluan, who has been cautious all his life, was full of embarrassment, and quickly bowed to everyone, wanting to shoot this proud villain to death in his heart.

If you don't say this, others will believe it?
If you believe it, the patriarch can accept the headless ghost, then it is possible to drive the headless ghost to kill the county magistrate Qin.

This is equivalent to mud falling into the crotch, not shit, but shit.

Now the old Fuluan just wants to get rid of this matter as soon as possible, even if he is treated as a laughing stock.

No, he wanted to calm down the situation. Qiao Xianwei's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he said loudly:
"Tong's words are innocent, Daoist don't need to care! But what Daotong said, can it be true?"

The old Taoist Fuluan's expression froze suddenly, he didn't know how to answer?
If he denies it, it is tantamount to deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!

If admitted, how to prove it?
What if Qingshui County can't find the murderer and use him to help Luan Temple to quell public anger?
At this point in his thoughts, the old Taoist Fu Luan only felt his eyes darken, and he was so cruel that he pretended to be unconscious and refused to answer.

No, Xuanyun Daotong became more and more airy when he heard the words:

"Of course! I saw with my own eyes the patriarch, wearing a ray of light, stepping on auspicious clouds, appearing from the nine heavens, and even gave me a charm to deter ghosts! The old man told me that the headless ghost has been subdued by him."

Fuluan old Taoist heard that the heart went into cardiac arrest, and he almost fainted and died suddenly.

It's over, it's over, it's over! ! !

Sure enough, as soon as Xuan Yundao's fairy tale voice fell, someone jumped out immediately.

"What a descending to the mortal world to manifest a spirit! Those who don't know it think that the master of Fu Luan Guan has already achieved the true fruit of cultivation and ascended to the top!" A wanderer in the rivers and lakes sneered coldly.

"Hey, my grandpa gave me a dream last night, saying that a headless ghost was cast down!" A charlatan said without concealing his words.

"It's useless to talk too much. I've heard for a long time that Fuluan's technique of watching ghosts and immortals descending from ghosts is the best in the world. Why don't you invite Fuluan Patriarch to come face-to-face?"

This is the words of the Taoist priest of Tianling Temple, which hits the nail on the head and goes straight to the core.

"Fantastic! Fantastic!"

Xuanyun Daotong's words immediately attracted all kinds of sarcasm.

There is no other reason.

Let's ask Captain Qiao County why he invited all the monks to come here?
——It was to investigate the decapitation of the county magistrate Qin.

Now Fuluan Taoist Tong prefaces the patriarch descending to the mortal world to manifest spirits, and later descends the headless ghost.

Is this trying to swallow all the credit?
How does this not annoy everyone?How not to be angry?
"Master Daoist, I deeply agree with what you say. How about you, Master Daoist, perform the technique of subduing the ghosts on the spot? It will not only prove Fuluan's innocence, but also clear the water and the universe, and solve your doubts. Wouldn't it be beautiful? ?”

County Captain Qiao stared at the old Taoist Fuluan, and said slowly.

To be honest, he was completely skeptical about these ghosts and gods.

Even though his youngest son has just experienced the vixen's haunting, he still harbors a trace of suspicion in his heart.

After all, it is not surprising that the mountain rain is sudden and the thunder is rolling. Under the panic, there are some illusions!

For a moment in a trance, he even wondered if it was his unfilial son who coerced and killed his cousin, using the theory of ghosts to push her away.

After all, he had seen the corpse of the fox with his own eyes, and it looked no different from an ordinary fox.

In other words, he treats Yanzhen with such courtesy, maybe he didn't mean to cover up.

Don't blame him for his dirty mind, it's because he has seen too much darkness.

"The county captain doesn't know something. Humans and ghosts have different paths, and Yin and Yang are separated. Even if the poor Taoist asks the patriarch to surrender, it will be difficult for the naked eye to see..."

Before Fu Luan's euphemistic refusal was finished, he was interrupted by County Captain Qiao:

"It doesn't matter, the Taoist priest can just use it."

The old Fuluan closed his mouth slowly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He has never succeeded in the technique of descending ghosts from ghosts and immortals, and it is almost equivalent to being lost. How does this allow him to perform it?

But he couldn't say that.

Because isn't that a contradiction?

It was said earlier that the Patriarch showed up, but later he couldn't invite the Patriarch, what is this?
Morality is not right?

Or is he a veteran of Fuluan, a thief in the wilderness who stole Fuluan Taoist temple?
"Lord County Lieutenant, Pindao is old and frail, and his strength is weak. Please, Lord County Lieutenant, allow the inferior apprentice to act as a teacher, and ask the immortal to surrender!"

Fuluan old Taoist sighed in his heart, and asked for instructions.

This is not so much using mysterious clouds to prevent disasters as it is a helpless solution.

He can't fail, but Xuanyun can.

At that time, if you take advantage of the accident, get angry and spit blood, you can exit in embarrassment.

Although it will be notorious, it is still much better than Lu Qi.

"Can!"

County Captain Qiao nodded.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the old Taoist Fuluan couldn't tell him secretly, he could only say with a straight face: "Xuanyun, don't panic, everything is done according to what I usually teach!"

Xuanyun Daotong looked at the master a little strangely.

He could feel that the master was very unhappy, even very angry.

But he doesn't understand what is the problem?
Isn't it a very glorious thing for the ancestor to appear?

It's fine if you don't publicize it, why don't you even say it?

He couldn't figure it out.

Even more aggrieved.

But he still nodded and said, "I know, master."

After speaking, he stepped out more and walked to the center of the hall.

Under the attention of all the people, he only felt that his blood was surging, the unique momentum of a teenager, and the love of the second grade made him excited and full of pride.

He took a deep breath, restrained his mind, and then recited the mantra.

"The fragrance is heavy to meet the universe, and the fragrance is ignited to penetrate the gate of heaven... The temple is opened in the Ziwei Palace, and the peach blossoms and jade girls invite the gods; the fragrance spreads for thousands of miles, and the flying clouds descend on horses..."

The boy's unique male duck voice echoed in the hall with yin and yang frustrations, but it gave people a strange and peaceful feeling.

Mo Chuan, who has always been serving as the background board, listened to these familiar words, and in a trance, he felt like returning to the first time he used the incense as a mirror to see the scene of Fu Luan teaching disciples.

He knew why Fu Luan's words were so twisted!
Do you know why he is so terrified?
This is because you have no idea in your heart, no sword in your hand, and no power behind you!

In a trance, a ray of indescribable incense grew in Xuanyun's soul, went straight to the sky, and penetrated into Mo Chuan's mouth and nose.

"Help the shaman to speak, and instruct the disciple to kill ghosts and gods!"

Xuanyun Daotong closed his eyes, and pronounced the verdict loudly.

The corners of Mo Chuan's mouth raised slightly, and if he was too old and tired, he closed his eyes.

next second!
He suddenly opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, under the hanging painting of "Deer Offers Linzhi" in the main hall, Wei Zheng of Qiao County is staring at him intently.

"Fuluan Guanzhu, can you be convicted of a crime?"

Xuanyun Daotong opened his eyes, and opened his mouth to ask questions, his voice was sharp and sharp, not like a child's.

Old Taoist Fu Luan was stunned for a moment, his whole body trembled, and quickly kowtowed to the ground: "I don't know, so I ask the patriarch to speak clearly."

Taoist Xuanyun raised his head slightly, without even looking at the old Fuluan behind him: "The art of subjugating a ghost is a art of saving the world and saving people. Is it a street juggling? Sending disciples like this is a crime?"

Old Taoist Fu Luan shuddered all over, tapped his forehead on the back of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple is guilty, disciple is guilty!"

"Hee hee, the acting is quite similar."

"It's not easy for a little boy to train this accent?"

Just at this moment, there were a few untimely voices from the crowd.

If you look carefully, they are all low-level monks.

No, talking about monks is just flattering them.

To put it bluntly, they are just a few daring and black-hearted bastards.

Looking at Taoist Xuanyun's appearance, he claimed to have seen through the trick, so he proudly explained it!
Xuanyun Daotong didn't move, as if he hadn't heard anything, but his gaze fell on County Captain Qiao:

"As soon as the descending ji comes out, ghosts and gods will be killed. Today, the poor Taoist will kill you muddy wooden fool!"

"Jingle Bell……"

The faint ringtone suddenly came from Xuanyun Daotong.

Everyone suddenly widened their eyes, opened their mouths wide, and looked horrified, dumbfounded.

Taoist Xuanyun stretched out his hand to grasp the air, and actually held a bronze sword hilt out of thin air. Green smoke was swirling around the mouth, like clouds in a fairyland, steaming and rolling.

A cold glow slowly pulled out from the surrounding green smoke, like borrowing a sword from the sky.

Desire to kill fools with a sword!
In this scene, it is impossible to say that ghosts and gods are pretending to be numbers;

Even monks with Taoist inheritance were dumbfounded and even more horrified!

Because he knew it, he was even more astonished at its mysterious power.

This is, fairy art!
It can be said: the fairy sword is out of its sheath, the crowd is stubborn, the threat is threatened, and the ants are crushed and the rats are horrified!

"Shangxian, please forgive me—"

County Captain Qiao looked at the radiant Yeye sword and was so terrified that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart. After he reacted, the fairy sword had already been unsheathed, and it was slashing at the void!
There are five steps between the two.

However, Qiao Xianwei was shocked all over, rolled his eyes, hugged his neck, and wailed in horror:
"My head... my head!"

Kam!
In an instant, the crowded hall suddenly fell into a chilling silence.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at Qiao Xianwei, who suddenly went mad, all of them felt like falling into an ice cave, with chills crawling down their backs.

What's more, the foul-smelling bodily fluids spilled out.

If we talk about the change of Xuanyun Daotong's accent, it can still be called acting;

The drawing of the sword in the void, and even the county captain covering his head and howling in front of him, was also acting?

"Kangdang!", "Kangdang..."

At this moment, teacups and porcelain shattered one after another, blasting the hall.

I saw the big and small officials in the hall, and finally came back to their senses.

Everyone was panicked like a mouse, and the two were fighting.

Or get under the table, cover your ears and steal the bell; or try to escape, and abandon the officer.

I don't know how many times the porcelain on the table was knocked down by the flustered movements, and the jingling was so lively.

The three teachings and nine streams invited by the county lieutenant are not much better, and the people who are limp on the ground can be found everywhere.

There are not a few people who lose their voice and scream.

Seeing that the situation is about to deteriorate.

There was a sudden change in the field.

(End of this chapter)