I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 75

Gu Yao nodded: "I understand killing people in dreams, and I'm also good at killing ghosts in dreams."

He stretched out his hand lightly, pulled out the robbery sword, held it up in front of his eyes, and shined the clear sword body on the faces of himself and Meier: "Jianjian is so beautiful, what do you think?"

Mei'er silently withdrew her hand that was groping downwards, and honestly put it on Gu Yao's shoulder and squeezed it: "That year, Meng Degong was old and his birthday was approaching, but he was unwilling, hating that the demon country had not retreated, and wanted to Borrow another ten years from God."

"There are many ways to prolong life in the world, but affected by the misfortune of witchcraft and the seizure of the king by the python king, Longhu Mountain and many Taoist sects have decrees that those in power in the world are not allowed to practice longevity, so Meng Degong can't do anything about it."

"It so happened that at this time, a group of men under Meng Degong learned some obscure things from a fairy tomb, and they might be able to gain some time."

Gu Yao interrupted: "What is concealed?"

Mei'er blinked innocently: "Of course people don't know about this kind of concealment, it's just that this has alarmed the ghost country."

"At that time, the previous ruler sent ghost soldiers to inquire, and Meng Degong found out about it. He stayed up for seven days and forced the ghost soldiers to go to the dead body to see him. Back to the ghost country."

"The Lord Fu was furious. He originally wanted to arrest him forcibly, but another ghost offered a plan, saying that he has great merits and virtues. He is about to die right now. The forced arrest may cause some disaster."

Mei'er lowered her voice, bowed her head and whispered in Gu Yao's ear: "Actually, the Fujun himself doesn't want to provoke people with great merit. After all, the Fujun has been changed for hundreds of years, so why bother yourself? ?”

"The final outcome is that the Fujun came to the world in person and made a bet with Meng Degong. The bet is the authority of Meng Degong's soul and Jiejian in the underworld."

Gu Yao stretched out his hand to push Meier away, stood up and said, "Why does the Lord want Meng Degong's soul? Aren't there many souls lingering in the world?"

"That's because the Chiliu Underworld needs talents, souls with merit, and the Fujun also needs enough merit." Mei'er wiped her saliva again, "The Underworld is the underworld of the Great Emperor, and the Fujun is just a temporary Fujun."

"The emperor is high above, overlooking the world, the underworld is always in his hands, he doesn't care about anything, and the prince of the palace doesn't care, he will give it to him if he gives it. He won the souls of Meng Degong, Xuande Gong, etc., and soon left the palace. The position of the emperor, a mess has been thrown to the current Fujun."

Gu Yao nodded. What the former lord did was just to get rid of it by himself and let the people who came after him wipe their asses.

He looked at the long sword in his hand: "What power does the robbery sword have?"

"In the underworld, it possesses the power second only to the magistrate, ordering ghost generals to kill disrespectful ghosts, which is equivalent to the edict of the emperor in the world. In addition, its greatest role is to allow strangers to freely enter and exit ghosts. boundary."

"Your Excellency must also know that if the soul of a stranger enters the ghost world, it will be contaminated with evil deeds. Just like the ghosts, they also have documents from the underworld, but most of them are not dead, premature aging and easy death."

"Another example is Taoist priests, who practice yin and yang gods in the underworld to get twice the result with half the effort, so they often smuggle in yin gods, but every time they enter the world and return to the human world, they have to practice for a long time to reunite the body and soul."

"But it's different with Jie Jian. The underworld is your back garden. You want your loved ones to return to the human world to love each other, and you want dead soldiers to return to the mortal world to fight. It's a breeze."

Gu Yao nodded again and again: "I see."

"As long as you hold Jiejian, you are the king of the ghost world. Of course, if you pass Jiejian to others, everything will disappear."

Mei'er walked behind Gu Yao: "My lord, what else do you want to ask?"

"No, go and urge the Yin-walking man, I want to see him soon."

"Yes, Mei'er is going to remind you now."

With a smile on her face, Mei'er bowed delicately and backed out.

It's just that he just left the gate of the mansion, as if performing a unique skill of changing his face, he hid his smile, stretched out his hand sullenly, and summoned a group of ghost soldiers hiding around: "Report to the mansion immediately, this sword master is a little cutie who doesn't know anything, The former sword master should have told him everything in the future."

"The time has come to take back the power of Jiejian."

"Give him whatever he wants, let him do what he wants, at all costs, let him linger in the ghost world, obsessed forever!"

"Yes!" The ghost pawn resigned and left.

Mei'er looked back at the mansion behind her, swallowed, and walked towards the city gate.

Bai Shoucai had already entered the city at this moment, and there were dense black ghost handprints on the white paper shroud.

He was very flustered. Although he hadn't been out of the cloud for a long time, he still often offered sacrifices to the soldiers of the ghost world to connect with each other and know what was going on in the ghost world.

But today, the entire Tai'an city was restless. He had only walked a few steps into the city, when a group of ghosts rushed over, making demands, hoping that he would speak to Yangjian.

He took one step at a time, with difficulty, gritted his teeth and refused to answer the demands of these ghosts, praying that the ghosts would lose their patience and let him go.

But things went against expectations, more and more ghosts came around, and many of them even looked green and starving.

The red thread anklets on his feet became extremely hot, urging him to leave quickly.

Many ghosts stuck to his body, crazily inhaling the smell of burning incense on his body.

Bai Shoucai entered the city gate, turned left and walked down the path, walking with difficulty in the raging ghost tide: "Too bad, if this is the case, Soon Xiang will not be able to withstand it."

"I need to hurry up, as long as I enter the general's mansion, it will be much better."

Thinking of that guy Wang Yuting, Bai Shoucai took out a half-red and half-white bun from his bosom, tore it up and threw it behind him.

Just like fishing to make a nest, ghosts instantly gathered behind like a vortex like a tide.

Bai Shoucai seized the opportunity and ran forward in small steps with his feet lifted. He continued to sprinkle steamed buns and ran towards the general's mansion.

When he arrived at the general's mansion, the steamed buns in his hand were only the size of a finger, and he respectfully gave all the remaining steamed buns to the goalkeeper, begging the goalkeeper to take him to see the general.

"That's all."

The goalkeeper was very dissatisfied, so he took a look at him, muttered something, turned around and entered the door.

Soon, the goalkeeper returned impatiently: "Go, my lord wants to see you."

Bai Shoucai was picked up by the goalkeeper, and strode into the mansion.

In a daze, he realized that today's General's Mansion is also very lively.

There is a big cauldron in the middle of the yard, below is a billowing green flame, inside the cauldron is full of hot oil, a group of little ghosts are standing beside the cauldron, throwing ambergris, crystal orchid, heartbroken grass, etc. into it, as if to Make a big meal.

The general Bai Shoucai saw was a big-armed, black-faced, green-eyed ghost. He was holding a big poke in his hand, and was slobbering at himself.

"Master General, Bai Shoucai, the villain of the Bai family, has been enshrining you for more than 70 years. I am asking to see you today, because there is..."

He took out another half red and half white steamed bun from his bosom, and presented it to the big ghost.

Unexpectedly, the big ghost took the steamed bun and glanced at it, and threw it aside, allowing several little ghosts to scramble for it: "Don't worry about it, I'm going to be hungry today, and you came just in time."

Bai Shoucai was taken aback for a moment, thinking to himself that this ghost's mind is really unpredictable, in the past when he asked it to do something, it was like a tortoise dropped in a pretty bucket—its shell turned blue, so why are you inviting him to dinner today?
Could it be that his earthly incense was killed, what should he do?
I feel more confident now, and I am sure that I will let it help find the soul of the girl.

Immediately swaggered behind the big ghost and came to the yard.

He glanced at the red and green oil and water, and looked at the little ghosts who took out their heads, hearts, liver, spleen and lungs from time to time to run through the oil for a few times, and declined: "My lord, this little one is in a hurry. Blessed not to enjoy this delicacy”

Before he finished speaking, the big ghost held his neck and lifted it up: "Come here, the main course is ready."

"The boy who entered the city today is so fragrant. I can hear the stomach growling of the idiot next door. Fortunately, I have a ghost here, so I can barely taste it."

"Little ones, have fun!"

The goalkeeper took out a big fork and excitedly knocked on the cauldron: "I just say this is fine."

(End of this chapter)