Immortality is above

Chapter 43 43: Ask for the Divine Sword (Please collect and read)

If someone looks from a high place, they can see that the entire Chenjiaji is being shrouded in large clouds of blue-gray mist.

In the mist, there are many shadows, as if there are many "people" hidden.

These people are obviously abnormal, with deformed and ferocious shapes, and unpredictable changes.

"Woooooo!"

It's not like the sound of wind, but more like a group of people choking and crying, sad and sad.

"How is this going?"

"I heard someone crying."

"Who died?"

In the village, people of the Chen clan who were used to going to bed early woke up one after another. They were confused at first, then afraid, and hurriedly hid under the quilt.

Some children were so frightened that they cried loudly, but their mouths were quickly covered by adults, for fear that their cries would cause trouble.

People were all frightened and confused: What happened?

At this moment, even the guard dogs they kept felt the coming of the great terror. They dug holes and hid in holes, not daring to bark...

……

At the home of the patriarch Chen Jiagong, everyone entered the house and quickly blocked the door. Everyone looked nervous and uneasy, and they broke out in cold sweat.

The fourth uncle kept wiping his sweat: "Chief, please come up with an idea quickly, what should we do?"

Chen Jiagong smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know what happened. What idea can I make? Your Highness the Princess... Oh, she went up the mountain with Wei Bin and others and has not returned yet."

I thought that if they were here at this time, they would be able to do something.

The fourth uncle stamped his feet and suddenly thought of something: "Where is the Taoist Priest? Doesn't Taoist Priest Wang live here with you?"

Duke Chen Jiagong clapped his hands: "Yes, please invite the Taoist priest to come quickly."

"Ahem, I'm here!"

Taoist Wang, who originally wanted to find an opportunity to sneak out, coughed dryly and stepped out, holding a fly whisk in one hand and a copper bell in the other, looking like a master.

Behind him, Taoist boy Adi followed suit.

Seeing his appearance, Chen Jiagong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: "Taoist Master, it's good to have you here. Tell me quickly, what is going on?"

Taoist Wang was actually very panicked, but he couldn't show his timidity in this situation: "This situation is probably due to an incident at the ancestral hall, which caused all your ancestors to run away."

Hearing this, everyone headed by Chen Jiagong couldn't help being dumbfounded and looked at each other:

Have all the ancestors and clans run away?
  What is this word?

In the past, ancestors' spiritual manifestations were mainly through dreams.

The scene in the dream was very peaceful and gentle, completely different from the current situation of howling ghosts and ghosts.

Wang Taoist sighed: "Clan Chief Chen, there is something you don't know whether to say or not?"

Chen Jiagongong said hurriedly: "It's already this time, is there anything else that shouldn't be said?"

Taoist Master Wang raised his head and looked at the sky: "I once watched the sky at night and counted with my fingers. I calculated that if the heaven and earth were turbulent, a great catastrophe would definitely occur. Therefore, many evil spirits and ghosts were born in response to the catastrophe to cause harm to the world."

He also said these words in front of Gao Xisheng and other warriors that day.

Chen Jiagong asked: "So?"

Taoist Wang said hesitantly: "Pindao guesses that your ancestors may have been deceived by relevant things, which caused them to lose control and become like this."

The subtext is "those ancestors have mutated", or to put it directly, they are not the original ancestors at all.

Mr. Chen Jiagong was not stupid. He stared at Taoist Wang with his old eyes wide open, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

In fact, when he said those words, Wang Daozhang began to regret: For a dignified clan, the importance of the status of ancestors is self-evident. It is by no means as simple as a title, but also represents patriarchal clan, order, class, etc. .

This is a fundamental thing. Once it is shaken, the entire clan will be on the verge of collapse, falling apart, and even eventually collapsing. But there was no other way. The situation was dangerous, so Wang Taoist thought that he should tell the truth.

In fact, he has experienced similar cases several times: ghost people asking for directions, corpse puppets coming back to life, and the statue of the judge in Dongzhao Po Cottage last year was of similar nature.

The way of ghosts and gods can condense spirituality through incense and sacrifices, and can also give birth to evil nature due to other changes.

Spirituality becomes a god, evil nature becomes a demon.

One god and one demon, running in opposite directions, two completely different paths.

Taoist Wang didn't know what was wrong with Chen's Ancestral Hall, but looking at the current scene, it was definitely not what a spirit should be like. It was more like an evil spirit walking at night, full of malice.

Chen Jiagong stared at him, but did not have an attack. He asked solemnly: "Then how should we solve it according to your wishes?"

Taoist Master Wang smiled bitterly and said: "Now that things have happened, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to start with my humble cultivation."

I have made up my mind to leave in time and not to wade into this muddy water again.

Besides, there is still that person in the village.

In the call sign just now, I could vaguely hear the other party's name being called.

Is it possible that this matter is related to Chen Liubai?

In this case, it is even more important to get out as soon as possible to avoid the disaster of fish in the pond.

Chen Jiagong's face turned ugly: "Taoist Priest, do you mean to stand by and ignore it?"

Wang Daochang said hurriedly: "Mr. Chen, if I can help, Pindao will take action. However, the situation has evolved and has gotten out of control. Please forgive me for being unable to do anything. Besides, Pindao is mainly here to help arrange the rituals. But I didn’t say anything about suppressing evil.”

The fourth uncle snorted coldly: "Master Wang, you picked it clean. Since you are responsible for organizing the ceremony, but now there is an accident, an 'oversight' cannot be justified."

Taoist Wang no longer argued. He had made up his mind anyway, and at worst, he would give up the agreed upon reward. He has traveled around the world for many years and remains standing because he understands current affairs and knows how to advance and retreat.

Seeing him like this, he knew that there was no hope for him. Chen Jiagong gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and turned back to the house.

The fourth uncle hurriedly caught up with him: "Chief, where are you going?"

Chen Jiagong said word by word: "There is only one solution for today: Request the Divine Sword!"

Looking at that old face with ravines and gray-brown spots, the fourth uncle's heart jumped inexplicably, and he actually felt a bit ferocious...

……

Nishou Alley was silent.

The blue-gray mist washed over, like a flooding flood, enveloping a suffocating sense of oppression.

Chen Liubai was not sleeping. He was in the process of meditating on meditation. Suddenly he felt something. He immediately opened his eyes and walked out of the room.

Soon, the elder brother and his sister-in-law were awakened. They ran out and saw an oil lamp lit in the hall.

Chen Liubai was sitting under the lamp, his face calm and calm.

"San'er, what happened?"

"Third brother, what's going on outside?"

At this moment, the wind whimpered outside, and a shrill voice shouted: "Chen Liubai..."

Hearing this strange and terrifying cry, Chen's father's and others' faces suddenly changed in horror, and their color suddenly disappeared.

Chen Liubai stood up and smiled: "It's okay. I'll go out for a while. You guys stay at home. No matter what noise you hear, don't come out."

He stepped to the door and turned back again: "Remember, don't come out and don't answer out loud!"

He jumped up and jumped into the deep night.

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