I rely on my body to push the weird world

Chapter 6: Xuan Xiao Taoist
The next morning.

Even though the rainstorm had just stopped, the sky was still terribly gloomy, like a vast black ocean pressing down on people's hearts, making them feel suffocated as if they could hardly breathe.

Li Ji stood by the dilapidated windowsill, slowly stretching his slightly stiff body.

The screaming and biting in Qinghe County lasted all night long, and he stood here all night long.

Fortunately, his Eagle Claw Iron Shirt had already been perfected, reaching a terrifying one hundred years, and his energy and blood were so abundant that even if he didn't sleep for three or four days, it would not have any effect at all.

"We can't stay in Qinghe County anymore, we have to leave the city!!!"

Li Ji suppressed the anger that made his scalp tingle, put on his coarse linen clothes, packed his bag, then pushed the door and walked out.

When passing through the alley, the doors of the neighbors' houses were already wide open, and bodies with broken limbs or bloody bodies were lying on the ground.

Blood flowed in the alley along with last night's sewage, staining the floor tiles with a glaring red, which made people feel both frightened and terrified.

"Clang clang clang!"

The gongs and drums were resounding, and the shouts were loud.

As soon as Li Ji walked out of the alley, his attention was drawn there.

"The Supreme Dao Ancestor has compassion on the world and has sent his disciple Xuan Xiao Zhenren to the mortal world to subdue demons and monsters and save the poor and the needy. You mortals, why don't you quickly kneel down and worship Zhenren?!"

There were endless wailing sounds on both sides of the desolate street. Then a strong man with a yellow turban was seen walking slowly along the street with a large white flag fluttering in the cold wind.

On both sides there were rows of Taoist children dressed in plain clothes, beating gongs and drums, the sound shaking the whole area.

In the center of the team, an old Taoist priest with a lotus crown on his head, a green Taoist robe, and white hair and beard was walking slowly.

He had a look of pity on his face, made a seal with one hand in front of his chest, threw paper money into the gloomy sky with the other hand, and shouted in a very strange tone.

"The Supreme One has decreed that your lonely souls shall be liberated. Those with heads shall be liberated, and those without heads shall ascend..."

The cold wind picked up some of the paper money he had thrown, causing it to burn without fire. The ashes scattered along with the paper money that had not burned themselves and fell across the street.

Dark shadows with blurred faces could be seen floating out quickly from the surrounding streets and alleys or from the broken limbs and bodies, grabbing the scattered ashes like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey.

The people on both sides of the street who were crying heartbrokenly and burying their heads in their pockets suddenly stopped moving, and all of them looked at these ghostly scenes with stiff expressions of fear, sorrow and hope.

Taoist Xuanxiao did not look back, but continued walking forward, making seals in front of his chest and scattering paper money.

A few of the people with stiff expressions seemed to come to their senses and react. They cried out at the top of their lungs and bowed down to the Taoists.

"Please be kind and save my poor child."

"Please ask the Immortal to help my old man to be reborn. Please ask the Immortal to help my old man to be reborn!"

"I recognize that black shadow. That's my husband. That's my husband. I hope the Master can use his magic power to save this troubled world!"

Prayers and kowtows are like a spark that spreads out like a prairie fire.

Common people participated in large numbers, bowed their heads with tears in their eyes, and knelt devoutly, praying that their relatives who had suffered the misfortune could be liberated.

As the people around him begged earnestly, Master Xuanxiao's team finally stopped, and only a sigh of compassion could be heard from him.

"I am here on the orders of the Supreme Daoist Ancestor to help the lay Buddhists who have suffered such a tragic disaster. I will do my best to help them."

"However, my power is too limited to save so many people or the wronged souls in this city. I still need the help of the living lay Buddhists."

The old and vicissitudes of life voice was accurately transmitted to the ears of every citizen.

The Yellow Turban Warrior who was leading the team slowly lowered the white flag he was carrying in the middle of the muddy street. The Yellow Turban Warrior looked around and said in a muffled voice.

"In order to relieve you of your misfortunes, the Immortal sacrificed a decade of his life to make this soul-calling and guiding banner. All you need to do is bite your finger and write the name of the deceased on it sincerely. This will help the Immortal and also allow the deceased in your heart to be liberated! Remember, you must be sincere!"

When the people heard this, they seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope in this miserable world, and they bit their fingers and rushed forward.

"Seeking protection from the real person..."

"Seeking protection from the real person..."

"Seeking protection from the real person..."

Li Ji looked at all this with a tingling scalp.

He didn't know whether there really was a Supreme Taoist Ancestor in this world, but this old Taoist who called himself Xuan Xiao was undoubtedly a man of real ability.

As for good and evil, he simply couldn't tell in this depressing and chaotic situation. He just hoped that the other party was really a good person.

There was a long silence.

Li Ji did not look at this strange and absurd scene again. He tightened the bag on his shoulders and walked towards the city gate along a secluded alley.

The horrific incident that happened last night has left him with lingering fears. When he thinks about all the strange things that have happened in Qinghe County in recent days, it seems as if there is an invisible hand controlling everything behind the scenes.

There was the skeleton case three months ago, the umbrella woman case two months ago, the nightmare case a month ago, and last night’s tragic situation of the crazy outburst of ghosts.

As long as you look carefully, you can find it.

Each strange incident will last for a whole month, and the strange evil spirits that appear in different months are different, repeating in this cycle, like being in purgatory.

Li Ji didn't know whether there was a mastermind behind this.

Although he had speculated in the past and desperately wanted to leave the city, he was powerless.

It would take at least several days of trekking through mountains and rivers to reach the next county town, not to mention the presence of wild beasts such as wolves, tigers and leopards, bandits and other criminals, as well as demons and monsters.

This made him feel hopeless and trapped in Qinghe County.

But now it is different. His Eagle Claw Iron Shirt has already been perfected, and he has practiced it for a terrifying hundred years. Leaving the city is like a trapped dragon ascending to heaven. He no longer has to face the weird and depressing situation in Qinghe County.

Therefore - we must leave Qinghe County during the day!
As Li Ji thought about this, he couldn't help but quicken his pace in the alley.

The alley was filled with filth and bloody corpses could be seen from time to time, presumably left over from the horrific attack last night.

They died in various ways, and most of them had no one to collect their bodies. They just lay in the mud or fell in the corner, like... garbage!
After passing through several alleys and crossing several streets, Li Ji finally arrived at the city gate area of ​​Qinghe County.

The autumn wind swirled and blew up the inn's messy flags, making them flutter. The place where countless vendors used to set up stalls and sell all kinds of food was now filled with tattered wooden boards lying in the mud.

The streets were desolate, the bluestone paved road was also stained with blood and sewage, and it seemed that the bodies here had already been collected.

After all, it is a prosperous area in Qinghe County, and the dead were all rich or noble, so how could no one collect their bodies?

pat!pat!
Several pairs of boots stepped into the sunken mud pits, splashing muddy water. Pedestrians with hurried looks, carrying bags on their backs, quickly moved away from Li Ji.

It seemed that their plans were similar to Li Ji's. They were all frightened by the horrific scene last night, so they hurriedly packed up their belongings at dawn and prepared to leave Qinghe County to escape.

But more people were standing in the attics of their homes, looking outside, their faces filled with worry.

(End of this chapter)