White Bone Monkey King

mourning hall.

Bai Ling.

White lantern with the word "Dian".

White candle.

There are four coffins for Heishui Xuansha's family.

This black and white tone gives people a sense of underworld, making people's heart tremble involuntarily with the candlelight, making them feel uncomfortable all over.

"Dad, Dad, grandma's missing bones have been found!"

Suddenly, several energetic young people ran in excitedly outside the mourning hall. It was Zhang Baoshan's two sons and several cousins ​​who ran back to Zheng's house holding a jar of bones.

"father?"

Except for a few coffins, there was no one in the empty mourning hall.

"Strange, where have my father and uncle gone?"

Several people shouted anxiously, but no one responded. Just when they were about to disperse and look for someone, just at this moment, a Taoist figure hurried into the mourning hall.

The Taoist priest was very strange. He also stuffed two yellow talismans under the soles of his shoes.

"Daozhang Chen!"

"Daozhang Chen, have you seen my father and the others? Why is there no one in the mourning hall?"

Finally seeing an acquaintance, several young men immediately gathered around him.

The visitor turned out to be an old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was stunned: "The Zheng family is filled with yin and no strangers are allowed to enter. Anyone who enters will die. How did you guys get back to the mourning hall?"

The old Taoist priest saw the bones in the jar and showed a sudden expression: "It seems that your ancestors are protecting you!"

Before anyone could answer, the old Taoist priest looked anxious and said, "We'll talk about it later. The truth behind the Zheng family has come to light. We must not let the mourning hall be lost!"

The old Taoist priest hurriedly took down the two soul-calling flags hanging at the entrance of the mourning hall, and said that he could borrow the willow branches for use, and he would burn incense and candles afterwards to thank you both. Then he pulled down the willow branches and planted them in the yard outside the mourning hall, like two trees. The couple stood next to each other and burned two pots of paper money.

"Quick, get all the candles and incense in the mourning hall!"

The old Taoist priest shouted to the young Zhang family disciples who were at a loss in the mourning hall, and then ordered them all to be planted under the willow branches.

After doing all this, the old Taoist priest took out a stack of evil-proof charms and pasted them on the walls, doors and windows of the mourning hall. He also asked several people to climb up the beams and paste a few on the beams.

Time is urgent, and it is not realistic to write the "Xing Qi Golden Seal Script" mantra on the wall at this time, so I can only pray that so many evil-proof charms can have some effect.

Perhaps the old Taoist priest felt that he still felt insecure, so he took off his Taoist robe and put it on inside.

While taking off his robe, a scroll fell to the ground. The old Taoist picked it up and tucked it into his waistband behind his buttocks.

"Each of you put two evil-proof charms under the soles of your shoes to prevent unclean things from getting on your body." The old Taoist priest distributed the remaining evil-proof charms to the Zhang family.

Several people, who had been confused for a long time, nervously asked what was going on. When they went to dig up the bones of their ancestors, why did the whole Zheng family seem to have undergone a big change, and where were the others? Especially if their families are safe now.

The old Taoist priest kept his eyes fixed on the movement outside the mourning hall and replied intently: "Don't worry, your family members are still safe now. In fact, they are in the mourning hall. It's just that the situation is special. You can't see them and they can't see you for the time being. "

"Where we are standing now, there is no distinction between turbid and pure air, black and white. One step forward is the underworld, and one step back is the yang world. It is between yin and yang. This is an evil way casting a spell here, forcing us to Drag into the chaotic space of Yin and Yang.”

Everyone immediately panicked upon hearing this, and hurriedly asked Mr. Chen if there was any way to break the situation. How should they go out to find their relatives?

The old Taoist priest only answered one word calmly: "Wait."

"Wait?" Several people looked at the old Taoist priest with fear and confusion.

"Now we have half a foot in the underworld. It is easy to run into evil things in the underworld while running around outside. So as soon as I realized that something was wrong, I immediately ran to the mourning hall. If my little brother can't find me, he will definitely come. Find us in the mourning hall."

Zhang Baoshan's eldest son, who was holding the bones of his ancestor, was the one who calmed down the fastest. He asked in surprise: "Is Taoist Master Chen talking about Jin'an?"

The old Taoist priest nodded confidently: "My little brother has experienced bigger battles than the one in front of me. He has chopped down century-old corpses, thousand-year-old dragon kings, and ten-thousand-year-old mythical beasts."

"If you are afraid, protect the bones of your ancestors and stand close to the coffins of the bride and groom, and they will protect you. 'People have no evil intentions, and ghosts are harmless.' Sometimes the dead are safer than the well-dressed living people. "

After listening to the old Taoist priest's words, several people looked at the jar containing the bones of their ancestors in their arms, then looked at the coffins on the side, and subconsciously approached several coffins.

They all felt that Daochang Chen had no reason to harm them.

In this brief silence, a "here we come" cheered up the few Zhang family members standing in front of the coffin.

"Quiet, don't talk." The old Taoist priest made a silent gesture with a nervous expression.

However, several people were confused. There was nothing outside the mourning hall. The old Taoist priest took out a small porcelain bottle from his Tai Chi Bagua bag and whispered: "These are cow tears. Each person puts two drops in his eyes. You are now equal to If a living person mistakenly enters the underworld, it is easy for him to encounter evil spirits but cannot see them."

The few people did as they were told, and as soon as they finished shedding the cow's tears, they saw the world in front of them turning into a cold black and white world, with wisps of gray mist floating in the air, and under the branches of the two willow trees planted in the yard outside the mourning hall, there was a wisp of female black. The hair came from the direction of the backyard. The black hair seemed to be endless, filling the yard and surrounding the two willow branches.

But only black hair, no face and body.

"Chen, who is Daochang Chen?" Someone spoke softly, his teeth chattering with fear.

The old Taoist priest frowned: "These are things from the underworld!"

"Willow branches can not only fight ghosts, but also attract and nourish ghosts. The willow tree growing on the river bank is a shady tree, which can easily attract the attention of ghosts and evil things. Moreover, we burned so many incense candles and paper money under the willow branches to remove the human heart and liver. Apart from the spleen and stomach, this is the thing that attracts the dead’s attention the most!”

"As long as we don't run around or make any noise, the yin energy in the mourning hall will temporarily cover up the yang energy in us and won't attract the attention of these things! You can learn from me to hold your breath and minimize the leakage of yang energy!"

The old Taoist priest covered his nose with his two index fingers and taught the Zhang family disciples how to hold their breath and breathe.

At this time, a few lonely ghosts came and lingered under the willow branches, greedy for the yin and incense.

Then a few more lonely ghosts came.

They all come and never leave.

"There seems to be something wrong with Daozhang Chen. Why do I feel that there are more and more dirty things gathering under the willow branches... Shouldn't we have a problem like this?" Looking at the change from one to four, and from four to seven, I saw a lonely ghost. About to break through ten, the children of the Zhang family looked at the old Taoist priest with a little worry.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was just thinking: "This shouldn't be the case. Is it because there are too many poor ghosts in this remote rural area? Or is it because more people have died in Phoenix Town recently?"

"Little brother, where are you now? Saving people is like putting out fire! Come and help!"

The old Taoist priest complained endlessly.

But whatever they worried about the most came, another more powerful dirty thing came to the Zheng family. It was a two-headed corpse, one head was big and the other was small. The big head was the head of a young man, with eyes and no beads. , the eye sockets were empty, and the one with a small dry head was a middle-aged man. His eyes were sewn shut with black thread, and he was bleeding and crying.

As soon as the big-headed young man appeared, his voice was terrifying and he repeated over and over again: "Master, where are you? Don't hide anymore..."

"It's the missing Mr. Big! And his little apprentice!" Someone exclaimed in a low voice.

The old Taoist priest asked curiously: "Who is Mr. Da?"

The two-headed corpse outside the door, although one of the eyes was slit and the other was blind. Although the eyesight was not good, it had developed extremely sensitive hearing. The two heads turned sharply in the direction of the mourning hall: "Master, are you hiding there..."

His actions also attracted the attention of other lonely ghosts, who all looked towards the mourning hall.

The old Taoist priest's expression changed slightly: "That's bad! I didn't read the almanac when I went out today!"