Small town adventure

Chapter 239 The place where souls gather
"However, they are so courageous that they are not afraid of the power of our two magic weapons. I have no choice but to show them how powerful these two treasures are!"

Daoist Qingyang said coldly, then flicked his sleeves and walked towards the door.Zhang Yihan and others also followed the Taoist priest out of the door.

Straight to the lion at the gate, Taoist Master Qingyang stopped, looked up at the sky, but saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and even the fluffy moon turned blood red at this moment. It sounds scary.

After moving his fingers a few times and pinching a few knuckles, Daoist Qingyang frowned and murmured: "It seems that today is not a good day for us to go out. It's nothing."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Yihan again, pointed to the west and said, "Is that where the boy is buried?"

Zhang Yihan responded, and then asked: "Should we go there now? Heizi may have gone there long ago. I am a little worried about that black thing."

Daoist Qingyang nodded, and said firmly: "Forget it, let's go there now, I guess they have been waiting for a long time."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Master Qingyang led these people to the place where the boy was buried in the west of the village, and asked as he walked, "Master, are the buried villagers also near the place where the boy was buried?" .”

The old man replied: "I heard from that Orion that it seems to be at the west end of the village. It should not be far from my two younger brothers and sisters. Why? Why did the Taoist priest ask about this?"

The old man inserted the big cigarette pot into his waist, obviously a little nervous, and asked suspiciously.

"The place where the dead are often buried is the most yin, and it is the place where the ghosts can best display their power. The place where the souls of 500 people gather, the yin is immeasurable, and I don't know if the two magic weapons I carry can suppress it Stay here!" Daoist Qingyang said sternly.

"I think there should be no problem. The last time I came here, I didn't see how powerful they were. My disciples are so poor in cultivation, but they can still run out of the place where their bones are buried." Zhang Yihan said confidently.

"Today is no different than in the past. They must be prepared. We'd better be careful." Qingyang Taoist priest unconsciously quickened his pace while speaking.

After about a quarter of an hour, there was an open field in front of it, surrounded by a lot of broken bricks and tiles, and a large foundation dug. It seemed that this was the place to bury the two children.

(End of this chapter)