Small town adventure

Chapter 421 Something Big Has Happened!

As they talked, Zhang Yihan and Shui'er led them all the way to the old man's house. When they returned, it was already late, and after a short walk, it was completely dark.

Fortunately, Shui'er and Zhang Yihan are familiar with the path, and the journey is considered easy.

As they walked, the group of people left the forest and came to a high hill. Daoist Qingyun stopped suddenly, then turned around, and glanced in the direction of 'Ghost Village', couldn't help but frowned. He raised his eyebrows, and saw that the sky over the village was covered with dark clouds, the black clouds rolled endlessly, the ghostly aura was dense, and the evil aura was unusually heavy.

The other uncles of Zhang Yihan also stopped and looked towards that place together. After a long time, the second uncle said in a trembling voice: "The 'Ghost Village' is really well-deserved, and the evil spirit is so heavy. I have never seen it in my life, fortunately we did not rush in recklessly, with the strength of the four of us, we may not be able to come out alive."

Uncle Seven also nodded, and said noncommittally: "Second senior brother is right, but nothing can be seen in this 'Ghost Village' during the day, and it is only at night that the danger here is revealed. I entered this village recklessly, I was really a bit overwhelmed, and I am lucky to be able to come out alive."

"Junior Sect Master has always had no tolerance for sand in his eyes, and is most jealous of evil. Seeing that there are fierce ghosts here, how could he care about these things? It's hard to survive, even if the injury on his body is now, it will take a few years of recuperation and adjustment to heal. If our Buddhist and Taoist families deal with those two ghost boys together, we must not let the master master work harder and kill the ghosts. The backlash of the magic sword can also kill him." Third Master Uncle said worriedly.

Daoist Qingyun sighed and said: "Well, for the sake of the common people, even if we old guys risk our lives, we will get rid of the ghosts here. Our Wudang Mountain lineage has been passed down for thousands of years, and how many ancestors have died in this place?" In the hands of these ghosts, this peaceful and prosperous world cannot be safe, this is our destiny, and we cannot escape."

The topic that Daoist Qingyun said was a bit heavy, everyone was speechless for a moment, and they couldn't help feeling sad.

After a long time, Zhang Yihan broke the silence and comforted everyone: "You guys don't need to worry too much, I don't think these two ghost boys are that powerful, they are far worse than that scholar and ghost more than a hundred years ago. Back then, the scholar's fierce ghost was so powerful, it wasn't because our Buddhist and Taoist families joined forces to get rid of it, now a hundred years later, our Buddhist and Taoist families have joined forces again, and we can also get rid of these two ghost boys!"

Seventh Master Uncle glanced at Zhang Yihan, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. I don't know the stakes in this. Although that ghost boy is not as good as a scholar and a ghost, people in the magic world today are even worse than those a hundred years ago. Forefathers, in today's world, most people are mercenary, our sacred places of Taoism and Buddhism have become places for some people to make money, how many people can devote themselves to practicing Buddhism and enlightenment?"

Zhang Yihan thinks about it, the world today is really not as good as before, even monks and priests are only concerned about making money, let alone ordinary people.

Thinking this way, Zhang Yihan was about to say something, but at this moment she heard the master uncle yell anxiously: "No! Something serious happened!"

(End of this chapter)