Taoist chanting

Chapter 327
Under the light of the fire, the Zaomu sword pierced wisps of light with changing colors. Due to the high speed, the speed at which the sword light dissipated was far slower than the speed at which it was generated, and intertwined together, forming a sword net with dots of cold light.

All the ghosts and wandering spirits pounced like moths to the flame, and there was a "crack" sound in the air.

The pitiful ghosts screamed endlessly, and then quickly stopped and annihilated. The sword light chased several feet away, and in a short period of time, it killed the group of ghosts gushing out of the forest into black air, collapsed and disappeared into the night sky, and returned to heaven and earth between.

In a dangerous place, since he couldn't recite scriptures to save him, he should kill him with the force of thunder. This is his reasoning.

He has more than one method to deal with ghosts.

The donkey stood there without moving. The speed of the viewer was too fast, so it decided not to cause trouble.

Seeing the temple master retracting his sword and coming back, the donkey went up to meet him dog-leggedly, wagging its tail: "My temple master, you are 'sword qi spanning thirty thousand miles, and one sword's light and cold on eighteen continents', the temple master is mighty! A group of big ghosts and little ghosts Not enough for your sword..."

"Stop, stop! Where did you get all this nonsense?"

Goosebumps arose all over Zhang Wenfeng's body, so he hurriedly told him to stop.

"When I went to town with the old cripple to listen to storytelling, how about learning something new? All the ghosts in the woods have been killed, and there are no ghosts who slipped through the net. They should be clean, right?"

The donkey sniffed his nose, feeling the ghostly smell in the air.

Zhang Wenfeng sat down in the direction of the forest, added three wet logs to the bonfire, and the smoke and moisture were swaying, and said: "I don't know if there are any powerful ghosts lurking in the mountains. I will adjust my breath for an hour. It's almost time. What are you calling?" Me, we take turns to watch the night, we must not be careless."

"That's, that's, the Lord, just adjust your breath, I'm in good spirits, I don't feel sleepy, I'll watch the night."

Where can the donkey be trapped, it can only feel at ease when it sees that there are no ghosts in the mountain.

There was no abnormality overnight, and the bonfire burned until dawn.

The sun rose to the height of the treetops, and the dew in the grass was dry. Zhang Wenfeng stood up and drew his sword, and said, "Let's go, no matter whether there are ghosts or not, let's sweep all the forests and mountains. There is no reason to guard against ghosts all the time."

"Let's go, I remember a word called it, scaring the grass to scare ghosts."

"It's 'striking the grass to startle the snake'."

"It's almost the same meaning. You, the Lord, sometimes like to pick thorns and get into the horns of the dead. Can you still have a good chat? You've been talking to death for a long time."

"...Okay, I will correct it in the future."

"It's more or less like, 'If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and there is nothing better than being good'."

A donkey dropped his book bag, foaming at the mouth, so full of energy that he wasn't even afraid of ghosts.

It took most of the morning to walk around the woods and hilltops, and set fire to the ghostly caves and smoked them for a while. No ghosts were found hiding on the entire island-like mountain, so that one person and one donkey were relieved.

Only the last huge rock on the top of the mountain, which is bare and without trees, is very steep, about ten feet high.

The donkey looked up for a while, but it couldn't go up, and said: "If you forget it, the birds don't shit on it, and there isn't even a shade tree, so I don't want to bother."

"A journey of a hundred miles is half-ninety, and you can't give up halfway. You wait for me here for a while."

Zhang Wenfeng retreated a few steps to run up, stepped on the ground to take off, stepped on the steep slope of the rock with both feet alternately, ran close to the top of the rock in the blink of an eye, stretched out his left hand to climb, and jumped up high with the help of his whole body, looking quickly Situation on top of the rock.

What surprised him was that there was a stone house above, and the place where he came up was the side courtyard wall.

Looking from below, it was blocked by the courtyard wall, and it was thought to be a whole huge rock.

Landing on the five-foot-thick rocky courtyard wall, Zhang Wenfeng held the sword in his hand and cautiously moved towards the main entrance.

The stone gate is open, and three seal characters are engraved horizontally on the plaque of the stone house: "Guanpuyan."

The ground was covered with thick dust, and it didn't look like it was inhabited.

Zhang Wenfeng felt it carefully for a while, and asked aloud: "Is the master's house there? Daoist Zhang took the liberty to come to visit."

The donkey standing under the rock was greatly surprised and called out, "Monastery Lord, what's the matter?"

"There is a stone house with two bedrooms and one living room on the top of the rock. It seems that no one has lived in it for a long time. Let me go in and have a look."

Zhang Wenfeng jumped from the courtyard wall to the rocky ground, stepped lightly up the steps of the eaves, stepped over the stone threshold, and looked inside and out. There are simple stone tables, stone benches, stone couches, etc. in the stone house, and there is no ghost at all. .

This stone house seems to be specially prepared for watching waterfalls, facing north, standing under the eaves of the gate, just facing the waterfall hanging in the distance, only the front is blocked by the courtyard wall, which is not so perfect.

Zhang Wenfeng is already very satisfied, having a ready-made stone house to live in can at least solve the urgent need.

He opened a stone ladder on the rock with his sword, and with the agility of a donkey, it was no problem for him to get up and down.

Floating to the bottom of the rock, he told the donkey about the situation of the stone house. After being excited, the donkey began to worry again: "My lord, there is no prey here, no edible roots, and even no water. You... ...How to solve the problem of eating?"

Zhang Wenfeng walked down the mountain with confidence, and said: "The sound of the water in the south is clearer than other places, and it doesn't sound so rushing. I threw stones under the mist yesterday, and I could hear the sound of the stones hitting the water. I guess it was only seven or eight at most. After a while, you can cut down a thick tree, cut it into a tube, hollow it out to make a simple bucket, hang it with a long vine and put it in the foggy canyon to the south, and you should be able to get water."

As long as he can hit the water, he can find a way to catch the fish.

The so-called endless road depends on whether one can find the only way to survive.

"Then you hurry up and start cutting wood to make wooden barrels. What do you do with these unattractive and useless small bamboos, uh, you don't want to use bamboo and hemp sticks to make brooms..."

"Things have to be done one by one. I will clean the inside and outside of the stone house first. Maybe I can find useful clues. The stone house was built on the top of the rock, and the word 'Waterfall Rock' seems to have some meaning." Means, don’t waste too much time, I’ll try first.”

Zhang Wenfeng has nothing to rely on now, he can only analyze and follow his feelings.

He quickly made a broom, climbed up the big rock again, and landed in the courtyard of the stone house. Starting from the inside of the house, he swept the dust to the corner and took it out with his hands. It took two quarters of an hour to clean the inside and outside of the house. again.

Cleaning before moving in is also a custom passed down from generation to generation.

Looking at the front of the stone wall facing the gate, I scanned out eight small characters: "It's a blessing in disguise."

Zhang Wenfeng felt relieved and grinned loudly.

In this world, there is no allusion of "a good fortune is lost". He told this story to his apprentices in Qingzheng Bieyuan. In the small bronze lamp world, when he was idle and bored, he told Mo Ye many stories on earth, including "a good fortune lost a horse".

In fact, he should have thought a long time ago that the so-called forbidden area is Mo Ye's "Moling Secluded Realm", which is thousands of miles away.

Mo Ye once said that she adopted a litter of foxes in her spare time a few years ago, and that Nine Lives also practiced with Mo Ye for some time. The Demon Fox Department opened up a passage to the "Moling Secluded Realm", and she should have asked for instructions. Mo Ye.

On the day when he was about to fall into the bridge, he asked Bai Wuchang to help take away the bridge spirit and the group of ghosts. Bai Wuchang inadvertently revealed that he wanted to fall into the bridge to connect the two lands, so he dared not say anything later.

When he cut his palm to help Xinyue push the stone wall, he had a vague feeling that he was the one who pushed it away.

With all the clues added up, he should have guessed the result long ago.

It's only to blame that he followed Mo Ye to the "Moling Secluded Realm", which was very different from the scenery here, and led his thinking into a dead end, so he failed to think about it.

Mo Ye didn't know where he went to play, and before he left, he dug a hole for him here.

The woman with hairpin flowers has great powers, and she has long expected his whereabouts.

Hey, he was so scared that his heart trembled, Mo Ye, Mo Ye, how can you bear it.

Now that the dark clouds have cleared and the courtyard is full of sunshine, he wants to sing aloud, because what he does next will be right, and there is no danger of his life. This place is specially prepared by Mo Ye for him. "Waterfall" is a good place.

It's all written on the plaque.

As for the deep meaning, he had to slowly understand it by himself.

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(End of this chapter)