Taoist chanting

Chapter 131 The identity of the donkey is exposed

"Run, the farther the better!"

Zhang Guanzhu leaped down the slope, yelling loudly, reminding the donkey waiting for him to run away.

The black donkey grabbed the young badger who was still shaking the mud, threw it on its back, spread its hooves, and ran at the fastest speed along the southeast river. Zhang Wenfeng landed on the mud and ran like a cloud of smoke.

"Boom", the loud noise on the barren island was heard for more than ten miles at night.

The ground shook, the river stirred up waves, countless rock fragments flew into the air, and raindrops were thrown around.

Zhang Wenfeng danced his sword to protect the donkey and himself, smashing the dense rain of stones.

After passing through a forest and rushing up to the river embankment, he stopped.

There was a "cracking" sound like hailstones in the distance. Zhang Wenfeng took out an oiled paper bag from his arms, swallowed a bag of medicinal powder, and poured it with the spiritual spring water in the gourd.

He consumed too much, in case of emergency, he had to hurry up and recover some Yuan Qi.

Tie the gourd around his waist, and said to the dirty and muddy donkey, "Go, go back and have a look!"

He ran along the embankment, using his breath to smooth out the bruises and pain on his chest, and then asked the donkey through voice transmission, "Are you not injured?"

"No, how could I get hurt, hey, ghost..."

Just as the donkey was about to brag a few words, he relaxed his sore hind limbs when he suddenly stopped.

A cloud of ghostly green will-o'-the-wisps flew from the surface of the river.

After experiencing the battle of Xiheshan, it has long been afraid of ghosts, not the cowardly donkey it used to be.

"Don't hit it!"

Zhang Wenfeng saw several groups of ghosts appearing from far and near. He guessed that they were released from the place of suppression, or ran out from the black banner. Xuanlingbao Tianzun Says the Wonderful Sutra of Rescuing Suffering and Exorcising Sin".

The sound of the scriptures, floating in the air, is light and ethereal, soothing the panic, hostility, and resentment of the dead.

He reached out and took out three incense sticks from the black cloth bag storage bottle, shook them in the air, and lit the incense sticks with Yuan Qi.

He walked forward holding incense, waving his right hand in the ancient etiquette of summoning ghosts, with a look of compassion on his face.

Scattered ghosts are scattered around, looking for incense and flying, drifting with the sound of scriptures.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Zhang Wenfeng also summed up a set of effective ways to supersede ghosts.

He sang scriptures as he walked, with ups and downs. After a short while, he turned around and came to the barren island where half of it was blown away.

Master Wu and the three returned from the northwest. They stopped on the river embankment and looked at the red light of the three incense sticks.

He didn't make a sound to disturb, but silently watched the scene where Zhang Guanzhu practiced transcendence.

Dots of will-o'-the-wisps gathered in the sky above the ruined barren island, hovering endlessly around the wisp of incense curling up into the sky.

There are sobbing and whimpering ghost cries, which are mixed in the scriptures. At first, they are not obvious, and then other ghost cries join in, gradually forming a mournful resonance, lingering, and telling their sufferings.

The sound of scriptures is like mellow and good medicine in the world, washing away the souls of ghosts who have been devastated.

Over and over again, the chanting became quiet, and the mourning gradually died down.

The voice of the Buddhist scriptures became softer and calmer, and the will-o'-the-wisps in the air slowly disappeared at the end of the incense mist rising to a high place.

The remaining ten or so black shadows took the form of human beings, and bowed and bowed to the man who chanted the scriptures below.

As the Taoist priest below returned the salute with one hand, the black shadow turned invisible and entered the realm of the underworld.

After completing a good deed, Zhang Wenfeng inserted the nearly burnt incense sticks into the ground, sighed inwardly, and stood in the dark, waiting for the three of the principal Wu and the donkey to come up.

Wu Ganping clasped his fists in a solemn salute, Yun Qiuhe and Chen Qingqiao clasped their fists together.

The three of them knew very well that it was Guanzhu Zhang who threw away the last copper coin and used a secret method to break the body of the enchanted monster that was on the verge of collapse and win this victory, otherwise, their lives and deaths would be unpredictable.

Those two copper coins were inlaid in the monster's body, causing the monster's strange behavior, which they all saw.

Of course, as companions, they will not ask the reason in detail.

"Don't dare to be, Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun!"

Zhang Wenfeng hurriedly cupped his fists in return to the three of them.

Wu Ganping laughed, and said: "Brother Zhang is a lucky general. Every time we are in trouble, we can turn danger into good luck every time. We deserve it, we deserve it."

Escaping from the dead, he also felt a lot of emotion, looked at the huge black pit that was blown out, and said: "Fortunately, the devil merged in a hurry, and there are many conflicts in the energy of distracting thoughts in the body, which cannot be completely suppressed.

Seeing that it was prepared with a Lihun Banner, it was obvious that several evil things had been prepared long before they fused, but they didn't fully reach an agreement, and with some luck, they wanted to snatch a few monks and try to escape .

This place, go back and check the classics and documents, what exactly was suppressed back then?It almost made us fall into a big somersault. "

Yun Qiuhe held the blown-up banner pole with only dry bones in her hand, she picked it up on the way back, and said with a smile: "Master, I have to make a suggestion, our Daolu branch has a shortage of monks, so don't spread out anymore Anyway, the next time I go on a mission, I will be on the same team as Guanzhu Zhang. Although the two catastrophes were saved, we have to learn a lesson."

One arm was exposed in the night sky, the whole person was in a mess, and she didn't care about the filth on her face.

Her desire to advance and retreat with Zhang Guanzhu is extremely strong.

She is not afraid of the danger of life and death on the road of experience, but no one can bear it when she encounters a monster that is completely beyond her strength.

Wu Ganping nodded thoughtfully, and said, "That's right, it's not possible to form a joint force by exhausting the law enforcement guards and wasting manpower... In the future, spread out your men, in groups of three, and spread out to strengthen inspections within the county. What do you find? Hurry up and report it, and then you will work together to solve it, and when the old Fu arrives, we can discuss a charter together."

Yun Qiuhe smiled and said: "The master is wise! You can decide this matter, the master, and you don't need to discuss it with Senior Brother Fu."

A smile appeared on Zhang Wenfeng's face.

Although he was allowed to be a free agent, but the other two law enforcement guards were too busy to touch the ground, he just looked at it and it didn't matter.

"That's impossible. Old Fu wants to run out, so we can't stop him."

Wu Ganping was in a good mood, joked a few words, and relaxed the tense moods of several people, and then carefully inspected the area with jade badges, and confirmed that there were no fish that slipped through the net, so he ordered his subordinates to return to the nearby river embankment, and divided them into three guards.

They walked towards Xiahe Village.

Before dawn, you can rest for more than an hour.

Cultivate the injury and nourish the spirit.

Wu Ganping and Zhang Guanzhu fell behind, and asked via voice transmission: "Brother Zhang, this donkey you raise has extraordinary spirituality, and it knows how to protect the Lord at critical moments. It's not easy."

He looked at the donkey carefully, except for the fact that it was a little dirty, there was no sign of any demonic fluctuations.

But being able to leap into the air, turn around in the air, and kick away several black spear phantom attacks thrown by the devil with lightning speed, without any damage to himself, how can it be impossible for ordinary donkeys to do it?
He really didn't pay attention to the inconspicuous young badger wrapped in mud on the donkey's back.

Zhang Wenfeng knew that Wu Ganping became suspicious.

Fortunately, in order to help him, the mountain god of the former court did not expose himself by using supernatural powers twice.

He stopped hiding it, and said via voice transmission: "This donkey grew up in a Taoist temple. It listened to us doing homework and chanting scriptures all the year round, and somehow awakened its wisdom. I spent some time to let it recognize the master successfully, and prepare for it. In a few days, I will take it into the city to check its identity."

There are many ways in Taoist classics to make monsters recognize their masters, which are not secrets.

The difficult thing is to make the monsters willingly serve human monks as their masters.

Wu Ganping stopped, and said to the two people who turned back in front: "You go first, I have something to talk to brother Zhang." After dismissing the two, he asked with interest through a voice transmission: "Open the spiritual wisdom, it is a spirit beast, Is there anything unique about this donkey?"

If you can't see the evil spirit, you have to take a test.

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and stretched out his hand to invite, and walked towards the pier by the river, and said via voice transmission: "I'll let it perform an attack spell, Master, you choose a target within ten feet."

Wu Ganping casually pointed to a small tree in front of the path, and said, "That's it."

Zhang Wenfeng looked at the donkey.

The donkey pursed his lips, and with a "crack", a silver thunderbolt the thickness of a straw appeared out of nowhere, splitting the middle and middle of the small tree trunk, and the trunk was burst into flames and smoke.

Wu Ganping was surprised for a moment, then laughed from ear to ear, and said, "Okay! Good job!"

What a big surprise, it turned out to be a donkey that knows how to thunder.

Zhang Guanzhu pointed to the young badger on the donkey's back like a mud statue, and said with a smile, "Look carefully, what's the difference?"

Now that the donkey's identity has been exposed, he doesn't mind presenting a surprise with the little badger.

"Uh... okay, another spirit beast!"

Wu Ganping took a closer look with the spiritual eye qi technique, and immediately saw the clue.

He suddenly understood that this young badger with a very weak demonic aura should be the cub of the badger that Xi Heshan died unexpectedly. Old Fu had been looking for it along the dirt mountain for a long time.

He speculated that Brother Zhang might have spent the capital of a drunken fruit to raise the young badger.

How could such a small wild thing become a demon with its wits?
It's not yet the outbreak period of the aura surge, and there will be no natural monsters.

I'm so worth it!
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(End of this chapter)