Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 36 Yes

In the morgue, a gloomy atmosphere continued to permeate.

In the darkness, the only feeling is that the cold is constantly attacking, making people lose their minds.

The silver-white dagger in Li Changsheng's hand, at this moment, was like a sharp weapon for harvesting ghosts, constantly cutting and killing.

I don't know how many ghosts there are in this morgue.

But being beheaded by Li Changsheng in such a way, he lost his soul a lot.

"Ordered by the sky, ascending to the nine palaces, all the gods are in place, serving the gods, the soul is refined, the five internal organs are flourishing, the hundred spirits are infused, the seven liquids are filled, the fire bells are exchanged, ghosts and evils are exterminated, and the gods are immortal, eternal life Infinity, rush like a law, shoot!"

Following the spell in Li Changsheng's mouth, he recited it again.

The voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu's, very resonant, and exploded in the morgue.

All the ghosts let out screams, as if they were torn apart, they disappeared in an instant.

……

At the same time, in a small dark house in Qingshui Town.

A man's complexion changed drastically. On the Taoist altar in front of him, the originally burning candle "popped" and became dazzling in an instant, like a long snake that suddenly sprang out, almost hurting him.

The man took a few steps back, frowned tightly, and said to himself, "I never thought...that little Taoist...is so powerful."

Around this altar, there are many utensils for practice.

A porcelain bowl filled with chicken blood, a jar filled with corpse oil, a rotten severed arm, and a densely packed ants in a pitch-black jar.

The man's face was stern, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared in his pupils. He stared at the Taoist altar in front of him, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the dark small house, the surrounding air seemed to condense for a long time, and in the dark corners, there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes staring at this man.

The man snorted coldly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

All I saw was that he walked to the altar, picked up a glass water cup, lit a piece of paper talisman, chanted an inexplicable spell, and then threw the paper talisman into the glass water glass.

A puff of smoke billowed out of the water glass.

On this side, Li Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief just after he wiped out a bunch of ghosts in the morgue.

Immediately, I felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at me in the darkness, and a dangerous aura came towards me.

Li Changsheng frowned, not daring to be careless, he took a few steps forward, and swung his silver-white dagger out.

For a split second, Li Changsheng opened his mouth and said: "Five thunders, the train general, soaring to the ground, driving the thunder and rushing to the clouds, with tens of thousands of battles, commanding the magic soldiers, raising the flag and calling, and there is no need to stop. Haste is like a law !"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changsheng stomped his feet.

"Clap" sound.

It was as if a force surged out from under his feet.

In the quiet morgue, the air seemed to be suddenly disturbed.

Constantly twisting.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the howling of ghosts, as if coming from the [-]th floor of hell.

It's creepy to smell.

……

"Boom".

Suddenly the door of the morgue opened.

Curator Chen and Secretary Zhang shuddered in fright, and looked over quickly.

I'm afraid that at this moment, a ferocious ghost will walk out of the morgue.

Even though it was still broad daylight at this time, who would have thought that this ghost could still appear in the daytime.

In fact, ghosts like the dark and hate the sun, but they also have the ability to haunt during the day.

According to Taoism, twelve o'clock at noon is the dividing point of 24 hours a day, and it also belongs to the dividing line in Tai Chi.At that time, although the sun was shining brightly, it was the time when the yin qi was the heaviest in the 24 hours of a day, whether it was extremely peaceful or the anode was producing yin.

What's more, it was four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was gloomy.

All I saw was Li Changsheng walking out of the morgue with a silver-white dagger in his hand.

The moment Li Changsheng came out, Curator Chen and Secretary Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

The two were dumbfounded, and quickly asked, "Brother Li...are you alright?"

Li Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "Of course I'm fine."

"But..." Curator Chen was stunned for a moment, and said: "I clearly heard the screams of ghosts coming from the morgue, and it happened more than once. Aren't there countless ghosts in this morgue?" Ghost?"

Li Changsheng nodded, and said, "Of course, but don't worry... I've got rid of them all now."

"Eradicate them all?"

Curator Chen and Secretary Zhang were surprised after listening.

"Oh...Brother Li, you are really a master!" Secretary Zhang came back to his senses, and hurried forward, holding Li Changsheng's hand.

Curator Chen's complexion just recovered at this time.

When Li Changsheng didn't walk out of the morgue just now, his expression was as dead ashes, which was extremely ugly. Seeing that Li Changsheng was safe and sound, and hearing that all the ghosts in the morgue had been killed, he was overjoyed. All of a sudden jumped up.

"Li Daochang is really a master... No wonder the village head of Nanping Village strongly recommends it. Earlier we were worried that Li Daochang was too young and might not be able to subdue this ghost in the funeral home. Unexpectedly...unexpectedly... oops... I don’t know my eyes Tarzan."

Curator Chen was full of praise and walked up.

Li Changsheng smiled and said: "Now you can rest assured, I have wiped out all the ghosts in the morgue, and now I have confessed to Second Lord Guan, so there will be no more problems in the future."

"That's great... that's great... Daoist Li's doing this ritual... really opened our eyes."

Curator Chen, the fat man, laughed loudly, only to see the fat on his body trembling constantly.

Li Changsheng nodded and didn't say much.

But Secretary Zhang said: "Let's go, it's time for dinner! We booked a good restaurant for Brother Li, let's have a meal together and celebrate."

The haunting of the funeral parlor has troubled Curator Chen and Secretary Zhang for a long time, and many Taoist priests were invited to solve it. Now it is easily solved by Li Changsheng. Of course, everyone is very happy.

Curator Chen also nodded, patted his big belly, and said: "Yes, yes, I have been worrying about the funeral home during this period of time, and I can't eat well. Now that the matter is resolved, I should have a good meal." gone."

Seeing that the delay was not enough, Li Changsheng had no choice but to comply with Director Chen and Secretary Zhang.

Followed by the bodyguards, several people left the funeral home and headed towards the restaurant in a car.

Along the way, Li Changsheng felt a little restless.

Although the ghost incident at the funeral parlor had been dealt with, Li Changsheng still had an ominous premonition, he couldn't explain it, he just felt disturbed.

When passing by the stall of Wu Xianren, Li Changsheng sat in the car and glanced there.

Only the old god Wu Xianren was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, his face was expressionless, but it seemed to be filled with a cloud of dark green light.

(End of this chapter)