dragon hunter

Chapter 169
During the dinner, the High Priest of Qingmiao revealed a piece of information, saying that he consulted the clan's classics and found that the last recorded record about the Chance Gu was hundreds of years ago.

Due to the disappearance of a priestess in the clan, this voodoo technique has been lost. The only place where it may still be recorded is the legendary "Gu Sutra".

After listening to Mr. Lai, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly cheered up. After all, the "Gu Sutra", which had disappeared for many years, is very likely still in the hands of Tunlong Yaodao.

"Brother Lai, Xiaoxi will be fine, we will help you find that Gu Sutra." I patted him on the shoulder, comforting him.

During the banquet, the villagers of Qingmiao Village kept toasting to us, and the hospitality was hard to refuse. In addition, I can't drink very well, and when the banquet ended, I was already dizzy.

"You don't drink well, why do you still have to be brave?" A hand supported me beside me, and the voice was Bai Yuan.

A faint fragrance penetrated into my nostrils, and the cerebral cortex stimulated by alcohol immediately became excited.

I have poor self-control ability after drinking. I was afraid that I would make a fool of myself, so I quickly shook my hand, got rid of the support of the other party, and staggered towards the wooden house.

I crawled into the bed in a daze, fell asleep, half dreaming and half awake, the faint fragrance lingered all the time, there seemed to be a warm towel on my forehead, wiping the sweat, and then I fell asleep.

At night, I suddenly felt hard to breathe, opened my sleepy and drunken eyes, and saw a bruised face with a ferocious expression.

I shivered, half of the alcohol dissipated, I reached out and touched my neck, which was tied with a piece of cloth.

Fortunately, I didn't take off my coat while I was sleeping. I took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and stuck it between the eyebrows of that face.

The other party screamed, thick black smoke rose from his face, he dropped the cloth strip, his translucent body passed through the wall, and fled.

I stretched out my hand and tore off the strip of cloth, panting heavily, and sat up in confusion, feeling that this room was a little strange.

There is a faint fragrance on the quilt, and there are some women's skin care products on the table next to it, which is obviously not the room I lived in before.

I walked to the door with some doubts and opened the door. The layout outside was very familiar.

From the next room, there was a familiar snoring sound, which sounded like that cowardly Fatty Wang.

I walked a few steps, looked back, and then my face turned red, embarrassment flashed in my eyes.

Feelings: I was drunk and in a daze. I actually entered the wrong room. The room I slept in just now was the room where Bai Yuan lived.

Fortunately, when I woke up, I was the only one in the room, but this oolong made a fuss, and I was too embarrassed to see Bai Yuan again.

At first, I was inexplicably woken up by a ghost, and then I found myself in the wrong room. I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I walked out of the room, intending to smoke a cigarette to calm my mind.

As soon as I opened the door, a gust of cold wind came in, which made me shiver, and felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere outside.

"What's going on, why is there such a heavy ghost aura in the village?" I quickly ran to the side of the road and turned my head to look around.

Suddenly, I focused my eyes, and a group of translucent figures appeared in the direction of the village entrance. Those hideous faces made people feel chilling under the moonlight.

In the distance, a column of red air rises up, and I can feel the boundless resentment even after such a long distance.

"That's the direction of Crow Mountain, not good, something happened." My expression changed, and I ran back to the wooden house.

A group of unjust souls appeared at the entrance of the village, and then there was a lot of resentment at Crow Mountain. Something bad must have happened. I have to wake up Mr. Lai and the others.

Mr. Lai was very vigilant. As soon as I walked into the room, he sat up vigilantly. When he saw me, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fatty Wang, the coward, fell asleep like a dead pig, pushing and shouting, tossing and tossing for a long time before he woke up in a daze.

"Hurry up, something happened at Crow Mountain. A group of black seedling ghosts suddenly appeared here." I said hurriedly.

As soon as the words were finished, Mr. Lai took out the copper coin sword and stabbed at me behind. There was a scream, and I turned my head in horror, and saw an innocent soul who was wiped out under the copper coin sword.

Running out of the house in a hurry, I saw the group of unjust souls in black seedling costumes scattered all over the village.

These unjust souls are extremely hostile, if they are not eliminated quickly, how many villagers in Qingmiao village will be killed by these unjust souls.

"It's too troublesome to expel them one by one. Hurry up and set up the four spirit crossing soul array." Mr. Lai ran out, looked around, and said in a heavy tone.

I took out the compass, calculated the direction, and hurried to the open space on the left side of the stockade. When I passed a house, a figure rushed out and almost ran into me.

"Why are there so many ghosts in the village?" Bai Yuan's pretty face turned pale, and she looked around in horror.

"There is a problem at Crow Mountain. These are the unjust souls of the black seedlings, and they are very hostile." I explained, ran to the open space, and started to set up the four-spirit crossing soul array.

Mr. Lai took a small flag, ran over and planted it around, and at the same time arranged talisman papers on the ground.

"Fatty, help us protect the law." I threw out a talisman to drive away a wandering ghost, and shouted loudly.

Fatty Wang rushed over like a wild boar. This guy is bullying and afraid of being tough. These ordinary souls are not enough to let this coward escape.

A faint black mist filled the surroundings of the village. Ordinary people would feel drowsy if they smelled this kind of ghost mist. In their dreams, they would be killed by evil spirits unknowingly.

Hastily arranged the four-spirit crossing soul array, Mr. Lai and I stood up according to the yin and yang positions, and began to cast the soul crossing spell.

Fatty Wang's hands were shrouded in a faint golden light, as long as there were any wronged souls approaching, they would be slapped out by this guy's palm.

Miao Jiang Gu is not good at dealing with ghosts, so Bai Yuan can only stand aside, looking at us anxiously.

Mr. Lai took out a copper bell, chanting a spell in his mouth, and rang the bell rhythmically. A burst of fast and slow bells echoed in the night.

This is the soul-inducing bell. When ghosts hear this sound, they will gather involuntarily. Moreover, the sound of the bell is blessed by the formation, and its confusing effect on ghosts is doubled.

I threw out a few pieces of yellow talisman paper and pinched a formula with my fingers. In mid-air, the talisman paper ignited spontaneously without fire, and a few wisps of blue smoke rose around.

Those wisps of blue smoke, like ropes, floated aside, tightly binding the few innocent souls who approached first.

More and more innocent souls began to gather here, their eyes were dull, their expressions were in a trance, and they were completely silent in the sound of the bell.

I threw out a handful of talisman paper, bit my tongue hard, and spewed out a mouthful of pure Yang blood. After the talisman paper burned, it turned into more than a dozen blue smoke, binding the innocent souls who approached.

The four spirits crossing the soul array under their feet, a faint light rose, and the ethereal voice echoed around, and many white light spots emerged under the night.

Those white spots of light continuously merged into the body of the nearby unjust soul, and the hostility of the black seedling unjust soul gradually weakened until it was completely expelled.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, where did you come from, where do you go back..." I chanted the rebirth mantra loudly, and those purified innocent souls were covered with a layer of white light.

The ceremony lasted for more than half an hour. By the time all the wronged souls had been converted, I was already so tired that I couldn't breathe.

However, there are also gains. I feel a sliver of emptiness and blessings on me. This is what ordinary people often call blessings.

Luck is a very mysterious thing. If it wasn't for the opening of the third hexagram, I wouldn't be able to feel this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It is also a great merit to save so many souls." Mr. Lai wiped his sweat with a tired face.

"What's wrong with Crow Mountain? That red column of air makes people feel very uncomfortable." Bai Yuan frowned and looked into the distance.

"It must have been caused by the Dragon Swallowing Monster Dao. The evil spirit rushed seven inches into the dragon's veins. It seems that he still doesn't give up." Mr. Lai squinted his eyes and pinched his fingers to make some calculations.

"Come on, let's go over and have a look, no matter what plans he has, we can't let him succeed." I walked forward quickly.

Judging from the ghosts of the black Miao that appeared here, the black Miao village in Wuya Mountain is probably more ominous than good, and you need to see what is going on before you can draw a conclusion.

"You are not familiar with the road, I will go with you." Bai Yuan trotted all the way over.

On the Qingmiao village, it was quiet. The villagers were affected by the ghost fog and completely immersed in their dreams. They didn't even know that they had escaped a disaster.

"Hey, wait for Fatty." Fatty Wang yelled from behind, and he chased after him.

Walking on the mountain road at night is very strenuous, and if you are not careful, you will sprain your ankle.

Fatty Wang never stopped complaining along the way. I was so focused on my feet that I didn't bother to pay attention to this guy.

After walking for about an hour, and then bypassing a small road, we can reach the foot of Crow Mountain, where the forest is filled with fog.

"There's a lot of evil spirits here, everyone, be careful and watch out for dirty things." I held up a small flashlight and looked ahead.

"Fatty Master is annoying, which grandson won't open his eyes, Fatty Master will let him die early and be reborn early." Fatty Wang muttered impatiently.

Before the words were finished, a figure jumped out of the mist, stretched out his hand to pinch Fatty Wang's neck, his eyes were green like will-o'-the-wisps.

"Oh my god, what the hell?" Fatty Wang shrank his neck, slid away, and hid behind me.

I greeted Fatty Wang's ancestors in my heart. This guy was coquettish just now, but he was cowardly in a blink of an eye. It's so fucking mud that can't support the wall.

Seeing that figure rushing towards me, I took out a piece of talisman paper and threw it over. By the firelight of the talisman paper, I could see clearly that it was a zombie.

"Get out of the way!" Mr. Lai growled, a black shadow flashed, and a copper coin sword flew over my shoulder, nailing the zombie between the eyebrows.

"Look, an ordinary zombie scares you like this, how cowardly!" I turned my head and gave Fatty Wang a disdainful look.

"Then...then look back, it's not one, it's...a lot." Fatty Wang stammered and pointed behind me.

My heart tightened, and I turned around abruptly, seeing dense green light appearing in the mist, I immediately felt my scalp go numb.

"Come closer, everyone, the fog is too thick, be careful not to leave alone." Mr. Lai said nervously.

(End of this chapter)