I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 454 Three People (asking for monthly ticket)

The leading man was called You Shuisheng, a ghost general from Youzhou in the northern land of Daxuan. The north was vast and sparsely populated, with ice and snow everywhere, so there were not many ghost disasters to deal with. He also relied on the help of the incense burner of the evil-suppressing department to barely step into the sixth level.

You Shuisheng is the one with the weakest presence among all the underworld generals in the Suppressing Evil Division. He was recruited to Jingzhou by Zuo Jinye a few years ago and has been in charge of the affairs of the Impermanence Division.

The previous war in Qinzhou caused the Suppression of Evils Division to lose a lot of manpower, and the Impermanence Division was also in a period of transition. There were only three people, You Shuisheng, a sixth-level ghost-walking general, the Buddhist monk Yin Guang, and the Taoist monk Ling Yuan.

Thinking back to their most glorious time, they created Yin Tong Guichou, a nearly perfect evil spirit, and gave the best things in the Evil Suppression Bureau to Guichou.

As long as there is someone who can control Yin Tong Guichou, he will definitely become the strongest Yin walker of this generation.

Since then, the evil spirits they created have been worse than the last, and none of them are as perfect as Yin Tong.

Yin Guang and Ling Yuan are both old now, and their abilities in all aspects are far inferior to what they used to be.

There isn't even a fifth-level ghost walker in the Wuchang Division right now. The fourth-level ghost walkers they mass-produced all have some problems and can easily get out of control, so they can only be locked up in cells.

The Prime Minister moved the Wuchang Division here for safety reasons.

You Shuisheng looked at the tightly closed stone door and remembered that the Prime Minister had instructed that as long as the stone door was not opened, not even the evil ghosts from the sixth floor and the ghosts would be able to enter the Ministry of Impermanence easily.

At the same time, the evil ghosts in the Wuchang Department will not be able to escape easily, which is equivalent to double insurance.

If the fish wife had not suddenly lost contact, he would not have asked anyone to open the door to check. Now he just hoped to catch these intruders as soon as possible to avoid causing a disaster.

You Shuisheng took a deep look at the Yin Fire on the ground that was gradually extinguishing, and suspected that the person who came in was He Buning, but he felt that it was unlikely, so he could only put aside all his guesses and ask people to search everywhere.

You Shuisheng went alone along the downward passage deep into the underground Wuchang Division. The jailers were in teams of three, and all ran past You Shuisheng in a hurry. Only the corpse slave guarding the cell stood by the cell door, with his head down and motionless.

The layout of this place is not much different from that of the Evil Ghost Department. It is in the shape of a Bagua as a whole, with different cells distributed around it, which are used to imprison evil ghosts and ghost walkers who are on the verge of losing control.

Unlike the Department of Evil Ghosts, the Department of Impermanence is divided into three floors. The top floor is a prison, and the bottom two floors are the most important places in the Department of Impermanence.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As I passed a cell in the corner, an unpleasant sound suddenly came from the darkness.

You Shuisheng lifted his straw hat and approached the prison door. He gradually saw the man sitting in the innermost part of the cell. He was so thin that he was unrecognizable, and so sick that he was only breathing his last breath, but he still refused to die.

The man's hands were locked with iron chains and his mouth was covered with an iron mask. He kept coughing until he bled, and blood dripped down the edge of the iron mask.

When You Shuisheng looked over, the man also looked up at him, his eyes teasing and full of mockery.

Before this storyteller's mouth was sealed, he annoyed You Shuisheng every day. After his mouth was sealed, You Shuisheng could hardly control his anger just by hearing him cough.

But the Prime Minister said that he could not be killed for the time being. You Shuisheng guessed that it was related to the assassin. The assassin agreed to help the Prime Minister catch the storyteller in order to spare his life for Jiuge's sake.

You Shuisheng glanced at the cell next to him. The old poison master who was captured from Yunzhou seemed to be living a comfortable life. He sat there every day and used the hay in the cell to weave various things. Crickets, mantises, dragonflies were hung everywhere.

You Shuisheng shook his head and left.

Mo Yanshu's eyes were always fixed on You Shuisheng until he disappeared. Then he suppressed his cough, slowly moved his chained arms, dipped the chain dragging on the ground in his own blood, and drew a messy "death" on the ground.

A gust of cold wind blew by, the fire on the wall flickered, and the words on the ground were stretched out.

You Shuisheng went all the way down to the third floor. The space on this floor was less than half of the space on the upper floor. It was still in the shape of a gossip, with independent rooms around it for rest. There was a long table in the middle, and thick bloodstains left oily black stains on the table and the floor. On the ceiling hung a chandelier made of human bones, filled with bright red soul candles.

The light of the soul candle shone on the table, and the figure of a woman with a big belly was looming. The woman was motionless, and something was squirming in her belly, and from time to time, she made the sound of a baby giggling.

An old monk with white eyebrows and beard sat cross-legged on a cushion on the side, twirling Buddhist beads with one hand, beating a wooden fish with the other, and chanting scriptures to appease the soul.

Another old Taoist priest who looked like an immortal was holding a bowl of bright red liquid, dipping a talisman pen into ink, and writing runes along the edge of the long table.

Nowadays, the imperial court needs a large number of ghosts, and people can only control evil ghosts that are transformed after death.

The Ministry of Impermanence now has a way to refine the souls of the newly dead into evil spirits, but to be promoted from the evil spirit level to the ghost level, most of the ghost walkers cannot pass this level on their own. Only with the help of high-level people can they be sure to pass it.

The ghost walkers at the level of Sui-shi are still too weak when facing the increasingly powerful ghosts.

Qinzhou has become a dead zone, which breeds thousands of ghosts. The ghosts will become more and more powerful, and the Evil Suppression Bureau has to guard against it.

So what the three of them have to do now is to find a way to stably transform the souls of the newly dead into ghosts of at least the fourth level, and it must be stable enough so that they will not be violent and unruly once they take over.

It would be best to leave something to restrain the evil spirits, just like the Yin boy did at the beginning, so that the Yin person can suppress his own evil spirits without relying on the heart lamp.

The task of artificially creating evil spirits has been handed over to the people on the second level of the Wuchang Division, who are all apprentices brought up by the three of them.

However, it is impossible for people without deep Taoist practice to artificially create evil ghosts. There are also few people in Buddhism and Taoism today who can accept such behavior. In the end, only the three of them can continue to try.

"What's the situation outside?" The old Taoist Ling Yuan, who was drawing talismans, straightened up and asked You Shuisheng.

You Shuisheng said gloomily, "I suspect someone broke in, but I didn't find anything along the way. The people above are still searching. I hope it's just a false alarm."

Ling Yuan snorted, "I just told you not to open the door, but you refused to listen."

Hearing this, You Shuisheng got angry, "You didn't say that just now, and why didn't you go up to check it out? You forced me to go, you are such a coward!"

"I was just drawing the most important part of the talisman! This mother and child ghost has the most hope..."

Bang!

Before Ling Yuanlao could finish his words, his hand suddenly trembled and he knocked over the bowl. He looked in surprise at the woman who suddenly appeared behind You Shuisheng.

The old monk Yin Guang paused while striking the wooden fish and quickly threw the Buddhist beads away.

However, he was still a step too slow. Before the Buddhist beads fell to the ground, the surrounding scene changed drastically.

The blood moon hangs in the sky, the theater is quiet, countless red silk threads are hung under the eaves, and not far away on the stage, two martial artists are waving swords and performing silently.

You Shuisheng didn't even turn his head, his whole body turned into a puddle of water and quickly rushed towards the corner of the ghost zone.

Before reaching the weakest point of the ghost domain, a steward ghost suddenly appeared, and shook the ground with the big Guandao in his hand, and the entire ghost domain instantly became airtight.

You Shuisheng, Yin Guang and Ling Yuan all felt a strange force binding them inside the theater and unable to leave. The five ghosts that Ling Yuan summoned at the first moment were excluded from the theater and could not get in no matter what.

Once the show begins, no one will leave until it is over, and no person or ghost may interfere with the people on the "stage."

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