Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 619: The Human Head Temple, the Five White Tigers, and the Decision of the Ninjas of Bihe Mountain

Casting Jingguan... refining Wuchang... Zhang Zhiwei looked at Aunt Lan in surprise, thinking that she was worthy of being a member of the Dharma Sect, and she had no taboos when doing things.

There is no need to explain much about the Five Demons. They are ghost soldiers and generals, most of whom died suddenly. They are full of resentment and are unruly and difficult to tame, so they are called Demons.

Jingguan was used during ancient wars to intimidate the enemy. As the saying goes, when the ancients killed an enemy and displayed the corpses after the victory, they would build a Jingguan as a place to hide the corpses.

The specific form of expression is that the victor uses the enemy's corpse or head to build a high tower. The higher the tower is, the stronger the deterrent effect is.

This cruel method has existed since ancient times. The most famous one was the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the Eastern Han Dynasty, when Huang Pusong led his army to defeat Zhang Jue's brother Zhang Bao and wiped out 100,000 Yellow Turban troops.

The corpses of more than 100,000 people were piled up into an unprecedented Jingguan, whose bloody and horrific level was comparable to the Lion Camel Ridge in Journey to the West, which was a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

There is a saying in Buddhism that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. A pagoda is a tower, and towers have been used to suppress evil spirits since ancient times. A Jingguan is a tower.

In addition to deterring the enemy, building a Jingguan also aims to suppress resentful souls and evil spirits to prevent those who died unexpectedly on the battlefield from mutating.

However, such a bloody and brutal act will inevitably encounter strong backlash, so the Jingguan is filled with terrible evil energy.

Also, because most of the corpses used to build the Jingguan were soldiers on the battlefield, the White Tiger represents killing, and the ancient military talismans were called tiger talismans, so this kind of evil spirit is also called the White Tiger Evil, and is the most terrifying.

This kind of White Tiger Evil is a vicious Qi that can be used to refine a rampant general, and it is extremely powerful, but few people do this.

It is already difficult to manage ordinary rampant soldiers and generals, let alone this kind of rampant general refined by the White Tiger Evil. It is impossible to control it at all. Once refined, it will turn against its master, which is a thankless task.

But at this moment, Aunt Lan was about to do this thankless task.

Taoism focuses on commanding the soldiers and horses on the altar, while Dharma focuses on commanding the soldiers and horses on the lower altar. Aunt Lan is a master of Dharma, so refining the Five Devils is naturally her specialty, even when using the White Tiger Evil.

She took out various magical instruments from the storage and arranged them.

Then, with a wave of his hand, several generals wearing Ming Guang armor, holding red tasseled flags and carrying flags on their backs appeared on the field.

These generals are assistants who assist the master in performing the ritual. They first place a Bagua on the ground, and then place human heads around the Bagua. After forming a foundation, they start to build up.

The whole process can be described as bloody and horrifying. If seen by others, they would probably think that it was a sorcerer from somewhere, performing evil magic to rob people and kill them.

As for Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Yi, they just watched quietly from the side.

Zhang Zhiwei noticed that the human heads that Lan Gu used to lay the foundation were all the heads of ordinary soldiers cut off from the Japanese pirates' strongholds.

These human heads formed several thick layers at the bottom of the tower, and above them were the heads of the Kamikaze Squadron members and the heads of the Higashiyama Ninjas.

The heads of ordinary people are at the bottom, and the heads of extraordinary people are at the top, forming a pyramid shape.

Zhang Zhiwei was a little puzzled at first, but soon he discovered that the evil spirit was gathering towards the top of the tower, and immediately understood Aunt Lan's meaning. This was to gather the scattered White Tiger Evil into one point. In this case, the top of the tower must need a heavyweight alien head.

The heavyweight Japanese pirates killed this time... Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment, including Shigeo Onijima, Master Dehong, Onmyoji of Tsuchimikado, and Ninja Head.

But Shigeo Onijima had his head blown off by him, and Tsuchimikado's Onmyoji was torn into pieces by the "national master". Only the bodies of Master Dehong and the ninja leader were relatively intact.

Perhaps it was because Master Dehong was a Buddhist disciple, and although he died tragically, he did not have much resentment accumulated in his body. Even after his head was cut off, he gave people a feeling of hypocritical kindness.

The ninja's head was distorted and hideous, his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, and were full of bloodshot.

It seems that even if he risked his life, he still couldn't change the fate of Bihe Mountain. This old man is very resentful. Even before he was put on the Jingguan to arouse the resentment, he gave people a feeling of extreme unwillingness and resentment.

The ninja leader had previously sacrificed his soul to summon the god of death to deal with Zhang Zhiwei. His soul should have been taken away by the god of death and was not worth making into a Jingguan.

But Zhang Zhiwei killed the god of death, and the ninja's soul was released again, but its spirituality dissipated, leaving only a strong resentment.

Sure enough, when the Jingguan was completed, Aunt Lan placed the head of Ninjato at the very top of the Jingguan.

In addition, he was placed on the top of the tower and was rushed by the White Tiger Evil that surged up from below. A terrible evil spirit surged out from the top of his head.

This evil spirit lingered on the top of the ninja's head, rolling like a black cloud, occasionally emitting a roar full of resentment and unwillingness, and from time to time, the sound of swords clashing could be heard.

The White Tiger Evil is ready, and the next step is to go rampant.

Aunt Lan began to cast a spell, the Meishan Wuchang Spell, using the Jingguan as an altar, and drew the evil spirit of the white tiger hovering above her head into the Jingguan.

Then, she took out a golden bell, stuck a yellow talisman on the bell, and started shaking it.

Along with the shaking sound, the Jingguan began to shake, and the densely packed heads on the Jingguan suddenly opened their eyes and roared.

Amid the roars, a skeleton general wearing a phoenix-wing helmet, chain mail, and a face covered with white bones suddenly emerged from the top of the Jingguan. A big knife was dragged on his bony hand. He roared towards the sky, venting his unwillingness and resentment.

"call……"

Aunt Lan let out a long sigh and said, "The White Tiger Evil has been formed. Because there are many extraordinary masters who are unwilling to die with their eyes wide open, this arrogant general is quite terrifying, but it does not have any intelligence. It is completely a collection of extremely negative emotions that are unwilling to die with their eyes wide open, so it is difficult to control. It was born from the Jingguan, and the Jingguan is a tower with a certain suppressive effect, so it cannot come out. Once the Jingguan is destroyed, it will indiscriminately attack all living things around it."

"This thing is extremely evil and against the harmony of nature!" Zhang Yi sighed.

Aunt Lan glanced at him but didn't refute him.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "We can use some tricks to set up a sleight of hand at the edge of the valley. Ordinary people cannot get close to it, only extraordinary people can. This way, we can prevent ordinary people from accidentally touching this place."

"That's a good idea!" Zhang Yi said, "Even if the sleight of hand doesn't work, if someone accidentally comes here and sees this terrifying Jingguan, they will be too scared to approach. The only people who would touch this Jingguan are probably the Japanese pirates."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said, "During the battle last night, a few people from Bihe Mountain slipped through the net. Moreover, not all of them were dispatched, and quite a few of them stayed here. After the battle, I arranged for some inconspicuous small immortals to monitor the surrounding area to see if there were any Bihe Mountain ninjas coming to collect the bodies, but unfortunately, they didn't wait."

Zhang Yi said, "Zhiwei, you don't want to stay here and catch them, do you?"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said, "I would like to, but the Japanese pirates are cunning and the ninjas are good at hiding. Fengtian has a population of one million. If they hide and don't show up, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack to find them. Let's not waste time here."

Although Zhang Zhiwei didn't know much about the situation of the Biheshan ninjas, he knew the situation of several core members.

He counted the bodies yesterday, and among the people killed this time, there was no Demon Eita and Erlikuji.

He was well aware of Erliji's abilities. He could teleport, so it would be difficult to kill him unless he wanted to die. It was a pity that Flying Thunder God Demon Eita did not die.

"Zhiwei, it's great that you think this way!" Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "In that case, let's go back to Longhu Mountain as soon as possible!"

Zhang Zhiwei asked, "Uncle Master, aren't you going to look for the Zhang family that migrated to Liaodong?" "Why look for them?" Zhang Yi said, "What's precious in our Tianshi Mansion is the inheritance, not the bloodline. Since they moved away a thousand years ago, they are no longer members of the Tianshi Mansion."

"Uncle Master is open-minded!" said Zhang Zhiwei.

"But you need to tell your master about this matter, it involves some..." Zhang Yi glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and chose to keep silent.

"What does it involve?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

"Do you think I will tell you?" Zhang Yi glanced at Zhang Zhiwei. "If I tell you, won't even the vegetable sellers in Longhu Mountain know about it?"

Zhang Zhiwei was speechless. He guessed, "It's probably about the inheritance of the Heavenly Master."

Zhang Yi looked at Zhang Zhiwei with some surprise.

Zhang Zhiwei noticed Zhang Yi's look and said, "Is it true?"

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei like this, Zhang Yi said unhappily: "Don't make blind guesses or spread rumors. It's been so long since this happened, I don't know the details. If you want to ask, go ask your master."

He looked at Aunt Lan and said, "Aunt Lan, I'm sorry to bother you with this matter. Let's go. We can't stay here for long. We should go back to Longhu Mountain."

"It's out of the way!"

Aunt Lan waved her hand, then went to the stream and began to perform water magic.

Soon, mist rose from the water surface and enveloped the three people. When the mist disappeared, the three people on the shore had disappeared.

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At the same time, in a secret stronghold in Fengtian City, a few core members of Bihe Mountain gathered there.

In the middle of the venue, Butterfly, wearing a printed haori and a ponytail, was furious.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? With so many people trying to kill one person, how could they fail? Isn't Ono-sensei the strongest ninja? Why did they fail? Sister, didn't you have a magic weapon to protect yourself? Why did you die? Why?!"

Die screamed and tears streamed down her face. She looked very similar to her sister Wu, except that her features were much sharper.

Eita was covered in bandages, leaning against the wall, not saying a word. Hirumaru was held in his arms, his defiant face full of murderous intent. Since he wielded the demon sword and became a demon, he had never suffered such a big loss.

The new Oshinobu Shobei of Higashiyama sat on the ground with a dejected look on his face, his head buried low, tears dripping onto the ground. His mind was full of the hideous looks of Mrs. Kyo and Teacher Ono when they died.

The words that Ono Sensei said to him through Ninpo Ren before he died echoed in his mind over and over again.

“Heaven and hell, we do not have the right to choose, only the fate we have chosen, and fate has destined us to live in darkness.”

"I'm sorry that I couldn't lead everyone out of the darkness, Shobei. You will be the new leader from now on. Use your own way to make everyone in Higashiyama live in the sunshine."

The teacher's voice, appearance and smile are still echoing in my mind.

He hated himself so much. He hated himself for not protecting Wu well, and also hated himself for not noticing the old assassin's actions earlier.

Otherwise, Mrs. Kyo wouldn't have died, Mr. Ono wouldn't have failed in the end, and so many people wouldn't have died in Higashiyama.

At the same time, he also hated the big evil Little Taoist Priest. Why was he so powerful that so many people couldn't kill him?
"Shobei, Mr. Ono is dead. You are our new leader now. What do you think we should do?"

Yohei Aoyama, who was dressed in the clothes of a Japanese ronin, shifted his gaze away from the furious Butterfly and looked at Shobei who was sitting motionless on the ground and said.

"Tick!"

As soon as his tears stopped, Zhuang Bingwei slowly raised his head, put away his weak expression, and said:
"Mr. Ono's greatest wish is to let us be free, return to the sunshine, and live like normal people. I have agreed with him that if his method doesn't work, he can use mine."

"What is it?" Everyone in the room looked at him with gleaming in their eyes. The ninja leader had died and they were leaderless. They were confused and urgently needed a shot in the arm from him, the new ninja leader.

Unexpectedly, the new ninja leader said: "Our appearance and our position are all determined by the earth. If we want to be reborn and want to survive in a different way, we must move to a continent where we can pursue long-term stability. The current chaotic situation is a good opportunity for us."

Upon hearing this, the group of ninjas had different expressions.

Yohei Aoyama was in deep thought.

Majin Eita grinned and sneered.

Die's eyes widened as she glared at Shobei: "What are you talking about? Are you saying that we won't take revenge?"

"Xiao Die, I know you want revenge, and I do too, but we have to restrain ourselves. We are the first to kill them. Even if we succeed in revenge, the other side will continue to seek revenge on us. Such revenge is meaningless."

Shobei said in a deep voice: "If everyone is willing to let go of hatred, the shadow of their homeland, and the disputes with the locals here, with our abilities, we can successfully complete the migration. We can all fulfill the wishes of Mr. Ono and Mrs. Kyo, and we will all have a free and sunny future. What do you think?"

"I..." Yohei Aoyama was about to agree.

Suddenly, Butterfly at the side spoke up: "I don't agree. Why do we have to change residences? Why do we have to put aside disputes and hatreds? Why can't we just follow our own ninja ways and ways of survival no matter when and where? And..."

She took out a translucent haori and said angrily, "As someone who inherited my sister's magic weapon, how could I not avenge her? Shobei, can you understand my feelings?"

Zhuang Bingwei thought of Wu who died in his arms, and also thought of the tall little celestial master who was surrounded by golden light and looked like a devil or god last night. He swallowed his saliva and said:
"I understand, but I'm doing this for everyone's good. That little Taoist priest is too powerful. If we go to seek revenge, we will only die."

Eita, who had been grinning with disdain, felt Hirimaru tremble in his arms. His face froze and he suddenly stopped laughing.

"Because the enemy is too powerful, we won't take revenge?"

Die continued, "That little Taoist priest is powerful, that's true, but we can attack their relatives and friends. He killed our relatives, so we can kill him too, and let him live in regret for the rest of his life."

A ferocious look of pleasure flashed across Die's beautiful face.

At this time, Eita also said: "Not only that, we can also take revenge on the assassins who joined in the middle, as well as those monsters."

Seeing that the situation was developing in a worse direction, Shobei moved his lips and sent a message to Aoyama Yohei through Ninja Ren.

Aoyama Yohei said quickly: "It's meaningless to say this now. The most urgent thing is to find a way to get the bodies of Mr. Ono and Mrs. Kyo back."

(End of this chapter)