Twilight Boundary

Chapter 566: Kill seven with one order

 Obviously, when hungry ghosts attacked various places in Mingzhou, someone thought that there would be movement in Mingzhou. No matter it is the one from Laoyin Mountain or the one from the Hu family, they can no longer hide it.

 I just didn’t expect that the movement would be so big.

 One order to kill seven, Mingzhou was shaken.

I don’t know how many spirits hiding in the dark couldn’t even believe their ears when they heard the Zhenzhou Mansion Order ringing clearly in their ears, but then they fell into invisible ecstasy. In the night, countless voices shouted:

“Good banquet noodles, indeed they are good banquet noodles. Grandma Qi from Qingshi Town didn’t lie to anyone. Even me, the noble lady came to treat us to a big banquet...”

　　　…”

And the ghost walkers who are scattered all over Mingzhou, whether they are really good at setting up altars or just know how to set up an incense table, when they heard the order of the Zhencun Mansion ringing in their ears, they were stunned for a moment. On the spot:

 “The Zhencong Mansion Order, the Zhencang Mansion Order, the Zhencang Mansion Order that has disappeared for twenty years has appeared..."

“His grandma has endured her anger for twenty years, and now it’s finally our turn to go to **** and refuse to reason with others?”

　　　…”

All ghost walkers who know their true skills know that in the past twenty years, if the Zhenzhou Mansion has not been born, it is equivalent to following the ghost path and losing a big foundation. After all, half of the skills of ghost walkers come from the people, which are all kinds of ways to control ghosts and calm them down. , ask God to accumulate ways to ward off evil spirits.

 The other half comes from rules. With rules, ghost walkers can be strong-willed, stay within the bounds of life and death between yin and yang, and have the confidence to talk to ghosts, gods and evil spirits.

As many people in the village know, if you sleep in a deserted mountain at night, you can circle a tree branch with a straw in front of it, and you can hide inside to protect yourself from evil spirits. It's not that the tree branch has magic power, but the wheat straw lying across it. It is tantamount to setting a threshold.

 With this threshold, one's place is the Yangzhai, and evil spirits are not allowed to enter without permission.

But the rules have long since been messed up, and many of the techniques used by ghost walkers sometimes seem to work sometimes. Except for the technique of inviting gods and ghosts, almost nothing else is regarded as their true skills.

This process lasted for twenty years, which also caused the decline of the ghost walkers bit by bit. But now that they heard the order to suppress evil spirits, these ghost walkers suddenly became more angry. He took the order without hesitation.

Sitting high on the altar, facing the swaying night sky with the evil wind, he recited a mantra: "The soul returns to the place where the soul returns, and the person goes to the place where the person goes. In this innocent world, everyone goes their own way!"

In his hand, he holds either a wooden sword, a small flag, or a bowl of water. At the same time, he points to the front, points out, and sprinkles it out. This is the order, this is the law, and the order can communicate with ghosts and gods. The Dharma can reach the heaven and the earth, but it is for the sake of wandering ghosts!

If there is only one altar, or the magic power is low, it is not worth mentioning.

But these countless altars activated their magical power at the same time, and suddenly it was like a mighty wind was intertwined, filling the entire state, as if the land of Mingzhou was suddenly stirred up.

 “Hee hee, haha…”

In the faint night sky, there was something with a vague face wearing a long white robe. He was holding three sticks of incense in his hand. He took the hungry ghosts with him and took advantage of the night to drift to different places.

Those hungry ghosts were unaware, and these guide spirits holding three sticks of incense only knew that the living people would lose their souls when they saw them, and the dead had to kowtow at the roadside when they saw them. However, on the way, they suddenly heard something There was a strange laughter.

Even his blood-red eyes were confused for a moment, as if he saw candlelight all over the mountains and plains, and heard some vague murmuring sounds in his ears. He felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and then suddenly heard something in his ears. There was laughter from the side.

The laughter was sudden, and they suddenly stood still. Looking around, they discovered that the source of the laughter was actually a shrine at the entrance of the nearby village.

It was so dark that I couldn't see anything inside, but the laughter became more and more wanton and weird, and there were more and more of them. Gradually, they appeared in the abandoned graves around me, the memorial tablets in the house, the bottom of wells in the village, and even some old fire ponds in the village. , everyone laughed.

 Don’t be afraid of ghosts crying, just afraid of ghosts laughing.

The guide holding the three sticks of incense in his hand stopped and his body was trembling slightly. He saw that the three sticks of incense burning quietly in his hand were rapidly changing shape, and turned into a fierce shape.

Even the dignified guide spirit actually felt a sense of terror. Amidst the endless laughter, they dropped the three sticks of incense in their hands and tried to escape through the underworld.

But he couldn't escape. A series of laws, a series of orders, and a series of altars stopped in front of them. They shouted loudly and rang in their ears: "Ignore the yin and yang, use the yin to march, and follow the orders of the Zhencong Mansion to kill." !”

Countless iron chains flew from far away in the night sky, and the dignified guiding spirit was forcibly detained by these countless altars. His light figure looked like it was torn into pieces, and was directly detained in front of each altar. .

And the hungry ghosts who were left on the way were stunned, looking at the unfamiliar things around them. They should have been sent to the various human and demon generals, but they were left on the way, but they became like lost lambs. , pairs of strange eyes appeared all around.

Hungry ghosts are all sinful people, and even their own causal souls have left their bodies. If they gather too much and are led by demon generals, it will be a disaster. Ghosts and gods dare not provoke them. But if they scatter one after another, they will become disaster victims. , miserable and fearful, Zhanzhan looked around.

 The desire to eat people and the fear of being eaten have always been focused on them at the same time, but now, it is the latter that is drawn out.

 “Wow…”

 In the Niujiawan area, there were hungry ghosts who had stolen the food and were eager to cross the river to a richer place on the other side.

It didn't matter that it was cold, a huge wave of several feet arose in the calm river, and the hungry ghosts and the boat were swept into the river. The hungry ghosts rushed to float, trying to expose their mouths and noses, but their legs and feet were covered by the pale dead bodies at the bottom of the river. Holding him by his arms, no matter what he did, he would still be drowned alive in the water.

 “What kind of monster dares to harm my soldiers and horses?”

The human-demon general on the shore was furious, holding a sharp knife in his mouth, and jumped into the water to kill the evil spirit. But all they heard was a roar of laughter, and an old turtle with a roof like a millstone floated in the river. While laughing, it fled in the river, setting off rolling undercurrents from time to time. The human-demon general chased him desperately, but failed. If you can't catch up, you can only watch your men drown.

 “Ah yo…”

When the villagers hiding on both sides of the bank saw this scene, they all ran out one after another. They were surprised and happy, and they all cried:

“The River God has changed, the River God has really changed. Not only does he no longer ask for sacrifices from us, he actually learned to protect us people..."

“Build a temple, this time we must build a temple for the river god…”

　　　…”

This sound actually scared the old turtle in the river to tremble. Several feet of river water splashed onto the bank, and he cursed with resentment:

 “Who dares to build a temple? Who dares to build a temple?”

"Earlier, I extorted your blood and feasted on you, and you built a temple to trap me. Now I am helping you protect your food under the orders of the eldest master of Zhencong Mansion, but you are still coming to harm me?"

　　　…”

　　　…”

Deep in the mountains, villagers were setting up torches and piled huge rocks and broken trees in front of the village entrance to prevent hungry ghosts from rushing in to steal food.

But I saw that those hungry ghosts, although slow in movement, were unstoppable and appeared to be infinite in number. They were about to rush into the village. Que Leng could still hear the cries of foxes and ghosts on the mountain. On the cliffs, huge rocks slid down one after another, like a landslide, and they were about to rush into the village. Countless hungry ghosts smashed them to death.

In the chaotic and chaotic scene, some people even vaguely saw that even the trees seemed to have come to life, and branches were sprouting one after another, and one by one they were drilling into the wounds on the hungry ghosts.

　　It **** flesh and blood sizzlingly, and the comfortable branches and leaves are trembling.

Faced with the great changes, most of the people were at a loss. However, in their dreams, in the darkness of the night, behind the door panels and in the bottom of the stove, they suddenly heard the scolding voices of their dead father, mother, and great-grandfather: "I don't live up to expectations." Our children and grandchildren can’t even afford food rations.”

"Now there are nobles who make the decision, and the generals who protect the food are out to protect the food. We and the dead have to protect the food, but you only know how to hide at home and cry?"

The blood-soaked dogs scolded by their ancestors woke up the living people, so they organized young men one after another, all in the name of food-protecting generals, and strangled hungry ghosts everywhere. Wherever they passed, they were protected by ghosts and gods, which was actually their power. Hard to stop.

Nowadays, the general who protects food supplies is powerful. In just half a month, he has more than 15,000 soldiers and horses under his command.

 At first glance, it sounds like a lot.

But compared to the entire Mingzhou, it is only pitifully small. After all, no matter how famous the name of the general of food protection is, he only recruits those who know him in the mountains, or bandits who want to make a future, in the city A private soldier raised by a noble man.

Asking ordinary people to put down their hoes and pick up knives is almost like killing them, but being scolded by their ancestors has made it different. I don’t know how many times more people have picked up **** and dung fork.

The food-protecting army is more **** than ordinary people, but these hungry ghosts are more ferocious than the food-protecting army.

But who would have thought that this honest man, who would never leave his three-point slice of thin farmland if he had a mouthful of food in his mouth, once he started to throw away his **** and picked up his sword and gun, he would become popular, but he would lose these hungry people. The ghost was also tightly suppressed...

"well…"

But when these countless changes appeared in Mingzhou, even the tiger in Laoyin Mountain was unexpected. He sighed helplessly: "I asked you to help Mingzhou avoid this disaster of swords and weapons, but you let Mingzhou Everyone is involved..."

“…That’s right. If we solve it in one go, we will help the people of Mingzhou avoid disaster.”

　　　…”

His voice seemed to be complaining, but the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed. He saw that Mingzhou was an altar, ghosts and gods were soldiers, and the popularity of debauchery had permeated the entire Mingzhou.

He only spent a very short time thinking about it. He simply swung his sleeves slightly and looked at several spooky places in Laoyin Mountain. He smiled and said: "The Order of the Zhencun Mansion, since Mingzhou Everyone can do it."

“If that’s the case, then you can go out and join in the fun!”

“After all, you are also Mingzhou’s monsters, right? If you have a good family background now, you will avoid being implicated by me in the future.”

　　　…”

So, in the whole Mingzhou, the situation has changed, and when the fortune is boiling, several evil winds suddenly blow out of Laoyin Mountain and fall to all parts of Mingzhou. In an instant, the situation has reached the extreme. The situation has added some good firewood...

 (End of this chapter)