The eldest lady has no taboos in what she does

His eyes flashed with a stinging green light, and he stared in the direction of Yan Linyuan and the others with a dark expression.

"Let us out, let us out!"

Yan Linyuan activated the mechanism on the wheelchair and stepped forward slowly.

"My lord."

Lin Fan quickly stopped him, but Yan Linyuan waved his hand to let him go.

Jingchen's pair of green eyes looked straight into Yan Linyuan's eyes.

"Are you from this village?"

"No, there was no one alive in this village when I came."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingchen covered his face in pain as thick black energy burst out from his body.

Several shadows overlapped with Jingchen. Yan Linyuan asked the same question, but got the same answer.

Those wandering souls were not from the village at all when they were alive. They were attracted by a huge yin energy, but they couldn't get out after they arrived.

After the yellow talisman on his forehead disappeared little by little, he stood up slowly, but this time, his eyes had regained their clarity.

Jingchen's brows almost knitted into knots, "Hey, it's probably the fault of that arrogant old man. I have to go find him and ask him for details."

Yan Linyuan looked at the change in Jing Chen's expression and wondered, "What did the Taoist Master find?"

Jingchen said: "Since we can't ask about the whereabouts of the villagers, let's free the wandering spirits here first and then leave here."

Yan Linyuan nodded, "Then there's Taoist Master Lao."

Jingchen spread out the formation to give salvation to the souls of the dead.

The religious ceremony ended at dawn.

When the golden light broke, all the yin energy dissipated, and they felt a touch of warmth shining on their bodies.

After the souls of the dead have been transcended, all that remains is to break the formation.

Without the blessing of the resentment of the dead souls, the Ghost Gate Formation would be much easier to break.

Jingchen pasted the talisman paper at the beginning and end of the village, and drew a big talisman on the ground with cinnabar.

After doing this, he quickly scanned everyone's faces.

Finally, he had to turn his attention to Yan Linyuan.

"This young master, would you like some blood for me?"

Yan Linyuan stretched out his hand generously, "Okay."

Jingchen took out the silver needle and was about to draw blood when he saw the golden bell on his wrist, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.

"Where did your golden bell come from?"

Yan Linyuan's eyebrows darkened slightly, and he covered the golden bell with a twist of his wrist, "Does the Taoist recognize this golden bell?"

Of course he recognized it. At first he was thinking of Fa'er asking his junior sister to ask her to say nothing, but now he appeared on this pretty face.

"I don't know, it just looks good. Master, reach out, I'm going to draw blood." This pretty boy has a strong evil aura, which is perfect for breaking the formation.

Yan Linyuan stretched out his other hand.

Jingchen took out a silver needle and pricked his fingertips and pulled out a drop of blood that fell on the talisman paper.

The moment the blood mixed with the talisman paper, a black energy overflowed from the talisman paper and filled the village entrance.

Jingchen flew the talisman towards the entrance of the village and pinched it with his hand.

"break!"

The sand and stones on the ground were blown up by a strong wind. After a moment, everything calmed down and the sky became clearer.

"The formation is broken, you can leave."

Jingchen packed up his baggage and prepared to leave.

"Taoist Master is going to Baihe Temple?"

Jingchen paused, "How do you know?"

"We also want to go to Baihe Temple. The Taoist Master can accompany us."

Jingchen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there enough dry food?" Yan Linyuan nodded, "That's enough."

"Walk."

Although Baihe Temple is located on the top of a mountain, its reputation has always been very popular. Many wealthy families will regularly offer incense to light lamps for their deceased relatives every month.

Everyone climbed up the stone steps and finally saw the eaves of Baihe Temple after noon.

Jingchen was so tired that he took a bite of half a steamed bun. Why did he build such a high-level building for nothing? This was not a deliberate attempt to torment people.

Two quarters of an hour later, they finally arrived outside Baihe Temple.

The Taoist priest guarding the outside came over.

"Several donors, this temple will be closed today. I also invite some donors to come back tomorrow."

Jingchen jumped in anger before he could even take a breath, "I'm here to see that old thief Changmei. Call him out."

Jingchen's disrespectful tone made the Taoist frown, "The temple master is currently practicing and it is inconvenient to see guests."

Jingchen sneered, "It's okay if you can't see the guest. Let him return my master's demon-slaying sword."

Seeing that the person who came from Jingchen was not kind, the Taoist was afraid that he would not give up easily, so he could only say: "Several donors will follow the poor Taoist to the guest room to wait for a while, and the poor Taoist will go and send a message to the master."

After they followed the Taoist priest to the guest room, the Taoist priest retreated.

Jingchen boredly took out the dry food and ate it. He naturally crossed his legs and asked Yan Linyuan, "Xiaobai... what are you doing here at Baihe Temple?"

Yan Linyuan said distantly: "Something's wrong."

Jingchen saw that he didn't say anything and didn't ask any more questions, "It's so nagging."

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a Taoist priest with long eyebrows wearing a yellow robe came in.

"See His Highness Prince Ling."

Jingchen choked and turned to glare at Yan Linyuan. He was actually Prince Ling!

The long-browed Taoist priest shook the fat on his face flatteringly, "The things and the poor Taoist have been prepared for His Highness."

After saying that, Taoist Priest Changmei asked someone to take out a dark wooden box and open it. Inside was an iron lotus lantern.

Jingchen suddenly stood up from the chair.

"Soul Lamp?"

Yan Linyuan paused slightly and put the box away, "Thank you, Taoist Changmei."

"Pindao had already prepared the things when His Majesty sent the message earlier. I am very happy to be able to share your Majesty's worries."

Jingchen was very disdainful of the flattering look of Taoist Priest Changmei.

"Changmei, his business is done, let's talk about our business. Do you want to return my master's demon-slaying sword that you borrowed many years ago?"

The long-browed Taoist priest's face trembled and he said: "Fellow Taoist, it's not that Ping Tao doesn't want to return this demon-slaying sword. That sword is not in Ping Tao's hand now."

"Where can I go if I'm not in your hands?"

"Xijing."

Taoist Priest Changmei pulled Jingchen to the side and lowered his voice: "Have you forgotten what happened eight years ago?"

Jingchen looked confused, "What's going on?"

"It's that monster that falls into dreams and absorbs yang energy. Back then, we chased him to Xijing, formed a formation and fought him for [-] rounds. Finally, we used the demon-slaying sword to immobilize his spirit, and then suppressed him. , the demon-slaying sword is in Xijing now."

Jingchen did remember that there was such a commotion in Xijing eight years ago. This time the master asked him to go down the mountain just to get back the demon-slaying sword. If he didn't get the thing back, could the master let him in?

Jingchen asked: "What would happen if I pulled out the demon-slaying sword?"

The long-browed Taoist priest hissed, "No, no, no, I just haven't had time to get it back. I'll give fellow Taoist a guide talisman. If you follow the guide talisman, you can find the demon-slaying sword."

Jingchen glanced at him questioningly, "Fellow Taoist, don't you lie to fellow Taoist?"

The long-browed Taoist priest promised with a round face, "I will never lie."

Jingchen collected the guiding talisman.

At this time, Yan Linyuan said: "When we went up the mountain, we passed a village. There were all the utensils in it, but there were no people there. Does the Taoist priest know where all the people in the village have gone?"