After Waking up Beside the Villain

    The awkward and unpleasant atmosphere between Chu Yunsheng and Wang Biri can be felt by everyone.

    It is not a matter of a day or two to say that the Xiangding Mountain is coveted by tigers and coveted by Feixue Mountain. Almost all Taoist sects in China know about it.

    It’s just that Chu Yunsheng didn’t pay attention to Xiangdingshan’s people in the past, coupled with the relaxation of other Taoist sects, Xiangdingshan’s unilateral provocation has been played for a long time, and he will get tired of it. Now Xiang Dingshan has acquiesced that Chu Yunsheng is a soft bun, so this sudden sneering and ridicule made Wang Biri feel extremely aggrieved and angry.

    But no matter how much anger burns in her heart, Wang Biri still has a gentle and humble smile on her face: "Master Chu Shan is generous, and I am ashamed of Xiangdingshan."

    Chu Yun glanced at him indifferently: "Does Wang Daochang need to wholesale another batch of forbidden words? The time without talking nonsense is enough to save many people."

    Chu Yunsheng didn't care about tearing his face with Wang Biri.

    In the original plot, after the original body died, the first one who jumped out and tore off a piece of meat from Feixue Mountain was Xiangding Mountain. There are decent people in Taoism who cultivate their minds, but more are hypocritical people who are arrogant and self-sufficient.

    Wang Biri's eyebrows twitched, her eyes showed a little coldness, and she immediately shouted coldly: "Save people!"

    He waved his hand, and a black demon-destroying streamer appeared in his hand.

    In the very center, a tall and thin man wearing glasses with a thick bottom of a wine bottle and seemingly having nothing to do with Daomen stared at the compass in his hand, his face changing: "The north is extremely yin and qi. Thick, the magnetic field is turbulent... Nothing can be detected! But there seems to be a damp..."

    Speaking, a moist black mist slowly escaped above the compass.

    The black fog made a sharp and ear-piercing neigh, and the man's compass burst instantly.

    The man vomited blood and retreated, his expression instantly sullen.

    "Be careful!"

    Tang Nan next to him immediately supported the man, the man waved his hand, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said solemnly: "Sect Master Wang, Master Chu Shan, and all of you fellows, I wonder if you Ever heard of a folklore about the burial of Shenqiao?"

    Chu Yunsheng, who has read the original text, naturally knows it, but there is no need to say it at this time.

    In addition, he noticed that Wang Biri and the others were all puzzled, and shook their heads, only Tang Nan seemed a little stunned, and the drooping eyelids quickly covered that point of thoughtfulness look.

    "Do you want to listen to Daoyou Jiang?"

    A flat-headed man with a special authority sign said.

    "In the late Song Dynasty, some local clans in remote areas often had young children die prematurely. According to local customs, these dead children could not enter the ancestral graves like adults and be worshipped by incense. Over time, some children will During the long wandering, he was attacked by resentment and became a ghost, causing the family home to be restless."

    "These families have tried their best to avoid the entanglement of ghosts, and one of them is the most widespread and the most evil."

    "That is the burial of the Shenqiao."

    The tall and thin man pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and frowned slightly: "Those families generally believe that children who die prematurely will turn into ghosts, the main reason is that there is no descendant to worship, and they are lonely. So The way to bury the bridge is to choose a pregnant young woman after the immediate death of the child in the family, bury it alive at the bottom of the river, and smash the bridge on the river.”

    "In ancient times, there was a legend that the passage between the Yangjian and the underworld was the river, and all the water in the Yangjian communicated with the Wangchuan, so burying the pregnant woman alive in the river would give the 'wife and children' a smooth delivery The child who died prematurely. The bridge was smashed to cut off the way for the family of three to go home, showing that the world and the underworld owe each other."

    "This evil method of murdering people's lives prevailed for a while, and it didn't gradually disappear until the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty."

    The tall and thin man finally said: "I think this kind of spiritual vision is probably the recovery of Shenqiao's burial."

    "There are not a few small rivers in ancient times that have become big rivers now. The Peishui River at the junction of the two provinces happens to be one of them."

    But unexpectedly, the barrier shattered, just like shattering an illusory mirror, a strange ripple appeared in half of the sky, and then a distant and hollow piercing scream sounded, the bridge The originally crowded vehicles, the pedestrians fleeing in panic, and the **** sedan chairs walking slowly, all disappeared in an instant.

    The bridge deck is empty and the surroundings are dark.

    "What's going on?"

    "Where are the people?"

    "It's gone!"

    As soon as the light of the magic weapon disappeared, everyone in the Taoist sect was stunned and glanced around vigilantly.

    But the surrounding night fell, as usual, and there was no abnormality at all.

    "Not a hallucination..."

    Tang Nan holding a bronze bell suddenly said: "But those people did disappear. I guess it should be the ghost realm of the thing in the sedan chair, we are now in the ghost realm and reality Now is the era of the end of the law, our door is on the decline, and we have no ability to forcibly break through the ghost realm. If we want to conquer this evil ghost, we can only wait for its ghost realm to open next time, while containing it and finding its weakness. Take advantage of the emptiness and get in, kill with one hit."

    Tang Nan showed a wry smile: "The world has changed a lot, and now there are frequent occurrences of ghosts and ghosts, our Taoism is weak, and I am afraid that the situation will become more and more difficult in the future."

     Tang Nan's words have been approved by many people.

    Chu Yunsheng found that Tang Nan, the protagonist, really has the so-called affinity of the protagonist. He speaks softly and politely, and smiles like a spring breeze. Because he has been practicing Taoism in the mountains all the year round, he also has a spirit of beauty. It is easy to gain the favor of others.

    Of course, this other person does not include Chu Yunsheng.

    In addition, Wang Biri's face is not very good-looking, especially when he sees a lot of Taoist people gathered around Tang Nan, his eyes are even more gloomy.

    "This kid has stolen the old man's prestige..."

    Shen Yiqing's voice was like a wisp of wind, and through the induction of spiritual power, it got into Chu Yunsheng's ear: "This is a dog biting a dog, a mouthful of hair?"

    Chu Yunsheng listened to Shen Yiqing swaying restlessly beside the auricle, with a frosty face, standing aside coldly, and did not participate in the eyebrow-eye lawsuit of the people next to the sect .

    Not long after, the people from Daomen and the special administration who came over decided to clear the field along the river, temporarily stationed at Qiaotou, waiting for the opportunity, and also notified the Daomen jointly formed by several Daomen. Alliance, send people to come to support.

    Chu Yunsheng did not want to get involved in this matter.

    With such a low strength, she also carries Shen Yiqing, who is the target of public criticism.

    But he is also very clear that he has been involved in this matter now, and he can't leave if he wants to.

    Whether Wang Biri and Tang Nan and other Daoist sects agreed to let him leave, even the state staff of the Special Administration Bureau would not persuade him to stop him.

    After all, in their eyes, Chu Yunsheng is indeed a high-end combat force.

    The people of the Special Administration Bureau were quick-witted, and at the time of the conversation, they had already sent people to set up a tent along the open space on the shore and built a simple camp.

    The surrounding roads were all blocked, and the parked vehicles were cleared out by tow trucks one by one.

    He sat near his tent, took out a few Keyin charms and studied it for a while, then took out a bunch of small parts and small instruments he bought at the hardware store in the town, and started assembled.

     Halfway through the installation, a shadow suddenly moved beside it.

    Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes and found that Tang Nan and the lanky man with thick glasses had come close.

    Tang Nan smiled familiarly: "Master Chu Shan, I am Tang Nan, the descendant of Qishan Temple, and I have long admired it. This is my friend, Jiang Yuefeng."

    Chu Yunsheng stopped what he was doing: "Anything?"

    "It's nothing, I just heard that Chu Shanzhu is also twenty-eight years old this year? It's a coincidence, so am I... It's just that although I am the same age, I didn't expect that Chu Shanzhu already has a mountain of The strength of the Lord."

    Tang Nan took the opportunity to sit down, Jiang Yuefeng also smiled a little embarrassedly, and sat cross-legged behind.

    Chu Yunsheng glanced at Tang Nan, unable to see if he was testing something.

    Tang Nanwen smiled and said: "By the way, Chu Shanzhu, did you happen to meet the sinking bridge on this bus?"

    He tilted his head and glanced at the tourist bus that was being taken away by a trailer in the distance: "Is that the bus from Peiyang? Did Master Chu go to deal with the Zeng family before? The Zeng family ...But what did Shanzhu Chu encounter there? I see that there seems to be a special aura about Chu Shanzhu... Please don't mind Chu Shanzhu, I'm just curious."

    Tang Nan's gaze retracted, and fell on a few yin talismans in front of Chu Yunsheng, and while reaching for them, he said, "These yin talismans, Lord Chu, seem to be traces drawn by them. A bit outdated…”

    The hand stretched halfway, and before it touched the talisman, there was a sudden electric arc stab and flashed, which directly shocked Tang Nan.

    "What..."

    Tang Nan retreated in shock and withdrew his hand suddenly.

    Chu Yunsheng glanced at Tang Nan indifferently, and slowly turned off the circuit switch that was just connected: "Tang Daochang, your master never taught you, can't you touch other people's things?"

    Tang Nan's expression became unnatural for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and said apologetically: "Sorry Chu Shanzhu, I didn't know you were doing these things... But I hope that Chu Shanzhu can Listen to my persuasion, my cultivators still have to concentrate on spiritual cultivation, these side-by-side ideas are just a waste of time."

    Chu Yunsheng: "No."

    Tang Nan nodded slightly, and no longer wanted to make fun of himself, so he got up and left.

    However, Chu Yunsheng noticed that Jiang Yuefeng, who was wearing glasses, hesitated when he got up, and glanced at Chu Yunsheng's pile of messy parts in disappointment.

    Chu Yunsheng glanced at Jiang Yuefeng's back thoughtfully. He remembered that Jiang Yuefeng was Tang Nan's No. 1 younger brother and a gold medalist. In the background setting, Jiang Yuefeng is not a Taoist in the traditional sense, but a monster born in a research institute that studies spiritual power and tries to turn ordinary people into monks.

    After the institute was destroyed by the Dao League, Jiang Yuefeng was taken by Tang Nan.

    In the original plot, Jiang Yuefeng also seems to like to tinker with these research things. It's just that he didn't seem to have researched anything, and he gradually gave up in the later period and concentrated on practicing Taoism.

    "Be careful of this Tangnan."

    Shen Yiqing said suddenly.

    Chu Yunsheng was a little surprised by Shen Yiqing's sharpness, nodded, and continued to study the parts and talismans, while whispering: "You should be more careful of him."

    But at this time, neither of them thought that Chu Yunsheng really needed to be careful not long after the mutual reminder was done.

    The night was dark and boundless.

    The cold and gloomy wind blows.

    At midnight, Chu Yunsheng suddenly felt a burst of heart palpitations in his deep sleep.

    The surroundings were silent and silent, as if in a completely silent dark world.

    He opened his eyes and woke up, sat up from the tent, touched his auricles, and found that Shen Yiqing seemed to be sleeping extraordinarily sweetly and deeply, without noticing anything unusual.

    But the yin around me became more and more intense, and the temperature plummeted.

    Chu Yunsheng listened for a while, it was very quiet outside.

    He opened a tent gap and looked out, and suddenly saw a figure wearing a robe standing on the bridge head not far away.

    Small whirlpools appeared in the river under the bridge, and white paper figures were densely standing on the river surface. At first glance, it was like a pale wave, extremely terrifying.

    The figure in the robe swayed on the bridge, as if looking down.

    Chu Yunsheng watched for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

    The paper figure was close to her back, but the figure didn't notice it.

    As if aware of Chu Yunsheng's gaze, all the paper figurines suddenly turned their heads and looked in the direction of Chu Yunsheng.

    At the same time, someone in the other tent woke up, and a young man shouted "be careful" and rushed towards the figure injured at the bridge head.

    Almost at the same time, the figure slowly turned its head, and it turned out to be a face completely made of paper.

    "Ah-!"

    With a scream, the young man hugged the paper figurine and fell directly into the dark river, and the tidal paper figurine instantly drowned the youth's figure.

    "Xiao Zhang!"

    "Oops, it's a trap!"

    People from the Daomen woke up one after another, gathered at the bridge head, and looked at the paper people and whirlpools in Yijiang: "What should I do now? Is this a flaw in the ghost realm?"

    Seeing a lot of eyes focused on him, Tang Nan's eyes moved and said: "I don't know this situation very well. Sect Master Wang and Master Chu Shan are seniors, how do you two see?"

    Wang Biri sneered: "It's just a little vision, it's all a fuss. If you want to know if the ghost realm is open, you just need to send someone to dive down to see it, why bother guessing on the shore?"

    Speaking, he turned his attention to Chu Yunsheng, "Chu Shanzhu, the old man is old, and it is difficult to move and think about it. The strongest and strongest here is Chu. The mountain master... just go into the water to explore, no need to fight with ghosts, Chu mountain master must not dare?"

    Glancing at the expressions in Tang Nan and Wang Biri's eyes, Chu Yunsheng was stunned.

    Two nasty things, this is a partnership to plot against him.