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

Chapter 229
"Five years ago, Pindao came to Fengdu to investigate this matter, but found nothing. Unexpectedly, this morning, Pindao suddenly received a message from his disciple Zhu Xiang, saying that there is a big monster here. Five years ago, there was still nothing, until fellow Taoists appeared."

Mo Chuan was stunned. The old farmer who used yarrow as his incense could not be the disciple of Taoist Xuanzhen, right?
"Is there still this?"

Mo Chuan pretended to be surprised, and kept asking for details.

It turned out that this missing disciple was named Luo Shi.

Passing through Fengdu five years ago, I accidentally discovered that there was a ghost baby, one of the four ghosts of the Daoist sect, haunting this place. Overjoyed, I sent a message to the master's sect to stay there to catch the ghosts. Since then, there has been no trace and no reply.

Speaking of this, I have to mention the inheritance of Qingwei Palace.

In Qingwei Palace, there is a rule of "five ghosts take their lives".

That is to say, every time you practice for a period of time, you have to leave the mountain gate and catch a ghost to come back. This is not only a way to save people, but also a way of practice.

The five ghosts are together, you can leave the teacher.

From a certain point of view, the five ghosts also symbolize the Dao foundation of the disciples of Qingwei Palace.

Therefore, the disciples of Qingwei Palace often searched all over the world in order to catch the fierce ghost, and did not return to the mountain gate until the last moment.

It is not surprising why Luo Shi stayed in Fengdu.

It should be noted that babies are inherently weak, and even if they die suddenly, they will never become evil spirits. At most, there will be a little bit of soul left, struggling to live between heaven and earth.

It won't be long before it will dissipate from heaven and earth.

Mo Chuan had seen a case of a drowned baby girl whose remnant soul entangled her younger brother.

However, there are always exceptions.

In very special cases, some babies will give birth to ghost babies with complete souls.

This kind of ghost baby is born ignorant and extremely ferocious. In order to survive, it will follow its instinct to devour all souls.

If it is not discovered in time, it will be a catastrophe.

"Fengdu's population is prosperous, and every family has many children and grandchildren, and they are even overwhelmed. Presumably, there are many drowning infants. From this point of view, it is really possible to give birth to ghost babies here." Mo Chuan pondered.

"Fellow Taoist's words are extremely true, but under investigation by the poor Daoist, it is found that not only are there no ghost babies, but even remnants of souls have not been found here. It is extremely weird." Taoist Xuanzhen echoed.

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and frowned, feeling more and more confused.

Could it be that this place is the entrance to the underworld, and ghosts who fall into this place will all fall into the underworld?
"Since there is no room for ghosts here, how about... I lure them with ghosts?"

Mo Chuan's heart moved, and he suggested.

Xuan Zhen was stunned.

"Will the murderer be fooled?"

"Try it and you'll know."

"Alright, the poor way is good at arresting ghosts, there are countless little ghosts in gourds, I just choose a few to lure the murderer."

As Xuanzhen said, he slapped the gourd on his waist, spewed out wisps of ghost energy, and turned into several little ghosts on the ground.

Then, he tapped the wall again, causing the underworld to appear, and invited Mo Chuan to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, let's leave first, and wait for the poor Taoist to get rid of his body and turn into a ghost fairy, and then come to meet the weirdness of this place."

Mo Chuan cupped his hands and left.

Xuanzhen was full of doubts when he heard the words, and before long, Mo Chuan went and came back, his body was no longer there, his whole body was full of ghostly aura, and incense lingered, as if he had turned into a ghost fairy.

"Fellow Daoist is really... very capable!" Xuan Zhen was inexplicably surprised, such a method has already saved him from the suffering of reincarnation.

"Miscellaneous learning, just laugh at it." Mo Chuan replied.

Afterwards, Xuanzhen left the hotel by taking advantage of the underworld ghost road, leaving only Mo Chuan and a few little ghosts waiting here.

Long night.

Mo Chuan wanted to pass the time by studying the profound method, but he was afraid of being caught off guard, so he could only turn out a book of stories at random, and read them casually.

The sundial engraved gradually moves, and the light flows.

The guest room gradually became quiet, only the occasional sound of flipping books and the sound of typing from the depths of the city remained.

The night slowly leaked in from the gaps in the window sills, as if the mist gradually covered the outlines of the tables and chairs, a gust of wind blew in, and a baby's face loomed through the mist, slowly opening its mouth full of fangs.

"Ow—"

The sea of ​​fog rolled over, fangs suddenly appeared, and a stench of wind blew in!

Then he saw a bloody mouth that split behind the ear and bit Mo Chuan's head.

"Small!"

Mo Chuan put down the storybook, a look of excitement flashed across his face, and he saw the bloody mouth in front of him, which suddenly shrank like a date stone.

Anything looks cute when it gets smaller.

The same is true for ghost babies.

"Ouch-"

The hideous ghost baby bit the scripture book in Mo Chuan's hand, swung its head from side to side desperately, and tore at the prey.

"Crack-"

The paper of the scriptures tore apart, and a spell of binding evil fell in the air, binding them into a ball and throwing them into the sacrificial furnace.

"Poverty wants to see who it is..."

Before Mo Chuan finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

The inn... is gone!

As far as he could see, there were ruins and ruins in front of him, and he was standing on a collapsed wooden building, looking at the ruined city.

Looking up at the sky, the sky is hazy, and a bloody moon is staring at the earth.

"Eh-"

It sounded like a baby howling, coming from the dark corner nearby, and I saw two baby ghosts nibbling on a few little ghosts.

——It was left by Taoist Xuanzhen.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Mo Chuan's face changed slightly.

The four ghosts of the Taoist sect have always been extremely rare. He has amazing luck. He has traveled the rivers and lakes for nearly a year, except for Xuanzhen Daoist's Sheqing ghost, he has only seen a headless ghost and a woman in red.

Three heads suddenly popped up in front of my eyes?
How amazing?

"Ow—"

Suddenly, after the two ghost babies finished eating the little ghost, their eyes were scarlet and they rushed towards Mo Chuan.

"Small!"

Mo Chuan repeated his old trick, cutting off his Taoism, suppressing it with a spell to bind evil spirits, and stuffing it into the sacrificial furnace.

"Roar-roar-"

From the ruins in the distance, there were faint howls of ghosts one after another.

Mo Chuan's face became serious, and he quickly retrieved his body from the sacrificial stove, and summoned the Three Scenery Sword, only then did he have time to look at the ruined city.

Judging from the outline of the collapsed buildings, this ruined city should not be Fengdu.

It is not an illusion!

When he was out of his body, he had already seen it with the vision of Taixu, and the ruins in front of him were definitely not an illusion.

As for the dream?

He hastened to use the dream-dispelling technique, and when the spell was running without any hindrance, he immediately ruled out this guess.

"It seems that this place is more like... Hades!"

"Could it be that all the ghosts in Fengdu have run here?"

Hearing the indistinct hissing sound, Mo Chuan made a point of identifying the direction, then jumped off the crumbling wooden building and followed the sound.

The scarlet blood light coated the ruins with a layer of blood light, but it still couldn't illuminate the dark corner.

"call out--"

The ear-piercing piercing sound suddenly came from behind.

The Three Scenes sword rises, the sword light flashes, piercing through and attacking the ghost baby!

However, the ghost baby seemed unaware, and continued to swoop down, biting the back of Mo Chuan's head.

"Roar!"

A dragon's head emerged from the back of Mo Chuan's head, and swallowed the ghost baby in one gulp.

——It is the millennium slough left in the air.

Seeing this, the baby ghost made a "bang", and turned into a ghost mist, avoiding the bite of the real dragon, scattered and invisible, and enveloped Mo Chuan.

【Boiled stone】

Mo Chuan drank in his heart, and in an instant, Yuan Qi gushed out, and a large amount of foul-smelling thick smoke evaporated from the ghost aura.

"Eh-"

The baby ghost finally knew it was afraid after suffering the pain. It moved swiftly like the wind, and was caught in the ruins without a trace.

"Four Armored Ghost Babies!"

Mo Chuan didn't chase after him, and his expression became more serious.

There are too many ghost babies in this place, right?

If those howling one after another were all ghost babies... An inexplicable fear came to my heart.

(End of this chapter)