I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 236 Mutation
In the yamen of Jingyesi Mansion, Mr. Zhang stared at the Xuanwu Xiaoyin in front of him.

Before that, the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and then the golden lines on the Black Tortoise seal flashed alternately. Although he didn't feel the yin energy, he knew that this was probably caused by the yin soldiers coming to this world.

This also made him a little depressed, Zhang Tianhu really turned his back on Tianshi Mansion.

When he was staring at Xuanwu Yin in a daze, the few remaining civilian staff in the lobby were not idle, and they were all taking notes.

Or the record of this incident, or their respective suicide notes.

After receiving the order, the detectives returned to the county office, took the magic weapon and talisman, and formed a team to go to each street to ensure that everyone stayed at home and would not appear on the street.

"Did I activate the formation too quickly?" After staring at it for a long time, Master Zhang suddenly raised his head and asked the others.

Wu Feibai replied: "After all, my lord is out of the desire to protect the people. After all, every moment of hesitation in the face of ghost disasters may lead to the death of innocent people, but no one thought that it would be a ghost soldier. It's also Gu Yao's fault for not explaining things clearly."

"Really?" Master Zhang raised his head, watching the light of Xuanwu Seal flickering, the sky outside was covered with dark clouds, and the eerie wind whizzed by, "What you said just now, don't say any more, if you dare to mention it in private And, I will pull out your teeth."

Wu Feibai just opened his mouth and closed it again.

"An eventful autumn, an eventful autumn." Mr. Zhang dragged the Xuanwu seal and walked to the door silently, "I hope Gu Yao doesn't have any accidents, otherwise, how can I treat his master, the Shangqing faction, and Jin?"

"Ah, I'm so confused, send a message to Jingye Division of Guangling Mansion, asking them to ask for help from the Golden Buddha Temple!"

Master Zhang suddenly came to his senses, turned around and shouted loudly.

One person was writing madly with a pen, but before he finished writing, suddenly the outside became calm, and everything seemed to have stopped.

Xuanwu Yin also became stable and restrained.

"Is this over?"

Everyone in the hall was extremely surprised and looked at Mr. Zhang together.

Master Zhang held the Xuanwu seal: "Could it be that Gu Yao interrupted his spellcasting and understood the disaster?"

"That's really nice."

"Yes, yes, my suicide note doesn't seem to be needed anymore."

"Thank you Daozu."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and celebrated.

Mr. Zhang also wanted to laugh happily. Just as his beard was raised, the Xuanwu Seal burst out like the sun's rays, rushed out of his hand, smashed through the roof, and rushed into the sky.

A group of people didn't even have time to close their mouths. They looked up at the sky, with a look of fear in their eyes: "This is Yan Luo?"

Gu Yao exchanged pleasantries with Master Jingyin, took advantage of Jingyin's words of praise, pulled Zhang Tianlong out of the soil, took out a large number of silver needles from his sleeve, and sealed the acupuncture points all over his body.

Seeing the dark shape of the door above his head, he was slightly worried.

How should he prevent him from using his ghost art?

Gu Yao's use of Tongyou is a way for the soul to exert force and close the soul, but he doesn't know it.

Seeing his appearance, Jing Yin asked curiously, and after knowing it, rolled up his sleeves: "This is simple, let me do it."

"Ok?"

Gu Yao watched as Jing Yin picked up Zhang Tianhu with one hand, and then hit him hard on the back with the other.

boom!
Gu Yao looked at Zhang Tianhu's body with trembling eyes, and couldn't help but worry that he would be punched to death.

Jing Yin carelessly threw Zhang Tianhu to Gu Yao: "Don't worry, after this punch, even if he wakes up, he will have to lie down for at least a few days and can't do anything. If it doesn't help me, I will pay attention. As long as he dares to open his eyes, I will stop him." Give him a shot, make sure it's all right."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Gu Yao nodded hastily: "Is this the fox named Tuantuan?"

He was a little uncertain, that fox was too old when it died, but now this one is golden, and it doesn't look like a ghost, but more like a beast under the seat of the Buddha.

Jing Yin touched the fox: "Not all, Tuantuan is just an ordinary little demon. When he died, his soul couldn't hold it anymore. I had to cut off a part of it, and added the secret method of Buddhism to create it. Let’s say, it’s about one-third of a regiment? Anyway, I call it a small regiment.”

Gu Yao nodded, walked over to touch it, and threw Zhang Tianhu onto its back by the way.

Just after taking a step, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the ground under his feet had already collapsed, but at this moment, it seemed like an earth dragon was crazily wandering underneath.

The two of them hurriedly jumped up together, and jumped into the surrounding open space.

"What's going on? What's going on down there?" Gu Yao used the technique of opening up the seclusion, and looked down, only to realize that a trace of Yin Qi was constantly overflowing from the cracks in the ground.

Directly above here, a circular formation is constantly absorbing these Yin Qi, shaped like a wheel.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Jing Yin and Gu Yao asked at the same time.

"Why is it the six realms of reincarnation?"

Gu Yao raised his hand, and a thunderbolt struck out, flying backwards into the air, but it was still halfway, and it was wiped out by life and death.

Jing Yin took a deep breath, opened his mouth and exhaled, and a glazed colored light swept away. The colored light touched the formation, but was absorbed by the formation instead, as if coloring a black and white painting, showing six paths.

"This formation is immune to Buddhist techniques?"

Gu Yao felt a bit of a headache. He could already confirm that the culprit behind it must be the Saint Thief, and the target should be the Lord of Impermanence.

Who is that person?

Zhang Tianlong said before that the demon girl, is that Yu Yourong?
But Yu Yourong probably doesn't know Buddhist techniques, so could it be that he still has his ancestors with him?

He stared at the sky and thought, and the ground under his feet changed again.

The eighteen mounds slowly rose, and the eighteen evil spirits around the previous dojo rose from the ground.

This is not a decoration. Gu Yao checked the ground before, but he didn't find that it was special, so he didn't take it to heart. He only thought that the material was special, so it was not easy to damage.

But now it seems that these eighteen stone statues are the most important thing.

"Then before Zhang Tianlong was standing below, was he actually making a target for the eighteen stone statues? To attract my attention, so that I won't find out the problem?"

Gu Yao thought about it again, and Zhang Tianlong said that he needed to absorb Yin Qi to activate the Nether Technique, so he hid it below, but now it seems that it may be just an excuse.

The so-called Yin soldiers may be just a cover, and the real goal is this formation that doesn't know what to do.

Why do these people like nesting dolls? One thing on the surface, another thing behind the scenes.

"Good news, the dead master of impermanence is hidden in the robbery sword. Only the sword master can take it out. As long as I don't agree, no one can get it out."

"Good news number two, there are few people living in Ping'an Street because of a series of accidents. I can fight with my hands later, and I don't have to worry about any casualties. Well, at most there will only be my own casualties."

"Bad news, Mr. Zhang has sealed off Qingshui County, I can't let Die Er come to rescue me."

"There is even worse news. If the person who came was Yu Yourong, my background may have been completely leaked. Compared with the last time we met, I may only be a little bit stronger, and there is no fundamental change."

Dazhou should legislate to protect the security of personal information, so Gu Yao is having fun.

As the six reincarnation formations in the sky became clearer and clearer, Gu Yao clenched his sword tightly, but at the moment the formation formed, a basalt appeared on top of the formation.

Turtles and snakes howled together, and the stars moved sideways.

Xuanwu covered the sky, covered up everything, and directly suppressed the formation from the sky.

Seeing Xuanwu fall, Gu Yao unconsciously closed his eyes like Mount Tai was pressing down on him.

But nothing happened, just a flash of golden light, and when he opened his eyes again, the patterns had disappeared, only the eighteen ghost statues on the ground were lifelike and intact.

The development of the matter made Gu Yao a little confused.

He looked at Jing Yin, and the Jing Yin teacher pursed his lips too tightly, his face was unexpectedly serious: "It's a little troublesome."

"what happened?"

"The basalt just now should be the spirit of the Zhou Dynasty's city protection circle, which is used to fight against monsters and ghosts, and is connected with the national destiny."

"I know that."

"Under normal circumstances, that basalt will not appear. Only when something that may shake the fate of the country occurs, the formation spirit will show this change."

Gu Yao looked around: "Shaking the national destiny? But nothing happened?"

"That's the problem, what happened?" Jing Yin murmured.

The two looked around together, seeing nothing unusual, and finally said quietly: "Let's go, take a look in the city."

As for Jingye's yamen, Mr. Zhang stared at the phantom in the sky. He didn't know why, but he naturally thought it was the evil god Yama who had been eliminated.

"Why is Yan Luo here? What is it going to do?"

The white mist rose slowly, wrapping the entire Qingshui County, and everything returned to tranquility.

The detectives patrolling the streets fell asleep in the white mist, but their lives were not damaged.

The mist did not invade the house, but Xuanwu's divine power still protected everyone.

In a house on Ping'an Street, Yu Yourong was lying on the window, looking at the sky with his head tilted: "Little monk, the brothers of the Zhang family are too careful, they didn't follow the plan, and only Gu Yao was dragged in. Will the flaw be too obvious?"

There was a monk sitting beside the table in the house, it was Zong Yuan, and he was spinning a Buddhist bead in his hand: "It's planned for him to be dishonest, if there is no one, then use a ghost instead."

"Will Yan Luo surpass Gu Yao in controlling ghosts? If Gu Yao snatches them away, then we will be in trouble." Yu Yourong's tone suddenly became a little more contemptuous.

"As long as Gu Yao doesn't realize it, he doesn't have this ability."

Gu Yao and Jingyin walked side by side and left from Ping'an Street. They were surprised to find that everything was fine outside, and there were even many people coming and going on the street.

It's just a little strange that these people seem to ignore Gu Yao, Jing Yin, and the big golden fox.

"Little Daoist Gu, do you want to eat noodles?"

Uncle selling noodles walked out of the house and asked him with a smile.

Just as Gu Yao was about to decline, he looked at the people around him and agreed, "Okay, two bowls of plain noodles."

He and Jing Yin walked into the noodle shop. There were not many guests here, and there was only one empty table left.

Xiao Tuan became the size of a puppy, and followed the two of them closely. After entering the shop, he huddled next to Jing Yin's legs.

"Master, is there something wrong?" Gu Yao asked in a low voice after sitting down.

Jing Yin said: "Nothing is wrong, you turn your head and look at the guy who cooks the noodles."

Gu Yao looked back, and saw that the noodle seller lifted up his coat, revealing his stomach. There was actually a huge wound on his stomach, like a big slanted mouth, stitched up with black thread.

The uncle picked up a pointed knife, cut off the black thread, took out something, rolled it in the noodle soup several times, stuffed it back, and then salvaged the noodles with a smile.

"Little Daoist Gu, do you want to add something?" The uncle asked while turning his head around while salvaging.

Gu Yao controlled his facial muscles: "Don't use anything, just plain."

The uncle's head turned around again, and the skin on his neck seemed to burst.

"Isn't this the human world? Are we in the ghost world?" he asked in a low voice.

"No, it should still be in the human world. If it's in the ghost world, my power will be suppressed." While Jing Yin spoke in a low voice, two bowls of noodles were placed on the table.

The uncle selling noodles said with a smile: "Little Daoist Gu, come and have a taste, how much less sins have I lost now?"

How much has the sin been reduced?
Gu Yao and Jing Yin glanced at each other, they didn't move their chopsticks in a hurry, and took them slowly: "Sin is such a thing, don't rush it, don't rush it, take your time, there will always be a day when you fall, your That's the way sin is, haste makes waste, anyway, it's the same, everyone is the same."

After talking nonsense, Gu Yao noticed that the people eating noodles around him were also looking at him.

Is there a flaw somewhere?

Gu Yao's body tensed slightly.

The noodle seller sighed: "Little Daoist Gu, that's what I said, but I have to endure the pain of cooking viscera in boiling water every day, just because I once sold rotten vegetables and rotten millet to customers. .”

As he spoke, his face was a little ferocious, and he faintly turned into a ghost: "I can't stand it any longer. I want to give up being a human being and wander in the ghost kingdom forever. Anyway, those ghost kings."

Before he finished speaking, a noodle eater next to him slammed his bowl and chopsticks on the ground: "Why is there so little smell of flesh and blood? Didn't you take your black heart and lungs and walk around in the pot?"

The noodle seller hurriedly turned around, bowed his knees to meet him, and said, "Forgive me, my heart has already been rolled in the pot sixty times today, and if I roll it again, it will melt away."

"What's none of my business? I'm coming to eat noodles!"

The customer was furious, he raised his distorted hand like chicken claws, slapped the noodle uncle's head fiercely, and turned his head around twice, then he grabbed the uncle and came to the noodle pot: "Give me Top flavor, top flavor!".

The uncle wailed again and again, but he didn't make any struggle and let the man hold him down.

Gu Yao stood up and signaled Jingyin to go. When he walked out of the shop, he cut off the chicken feet with a sword, and kicked the noodle pot over. The soup spilled all over the floor, and the black residue at the bottom of the pot was also exposed.

"What is this?" Gu Yao stared at the black residue in a daze.

The uncle rolled on the ground twice, the part soaked in the soup pot was limp, and he expressed his thanks hoarsely.

The person whose hand was cut off screamed miserably, causing other people in the noodle shop to stand up one after another and look at the two of them. Gu Yao withdrew his eyes from the things on the ground, and Jing Yin and Jing Yin walked out without looking back. After some distance, he stopped.

"What did you find?" Gu Yao asked.

After a moment of contemplation, the mute teacher said: "I guess this is imitating the ghost world, but why do you want to do this?"

"Imitation. In the ghost world, is this the case?"

"Basically, the ghost world is chaotic, and there is only some order in Tai'an ghost city. In other places, I mean the ghost town of the ghost owner. It depends on the ghost owner's wishes, but basically the weak eat the strong."

Gu Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at Mianpu: "So the uncle who sells noodles will be punished like that? Who will punish and judge? What does he mean by giving up being a human being?"

　No way, Sir, can this be closed too?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)