Chapter 15 Ghost Shadow Secret, Yin Soldiers Are Instigated
I lay down at the entrance of the cave and looked out. I saw many shadowy black figures inexplicably appearing in an animal path not far away under the slope. A half-segment crescent moon just appeared in the sky. Through this faint moonlight, I could I saw several figures in front of me.
However, this look caused goosebumps to shoot up all over my body like rockets.
Oh my God, what the hell is this?
Through Duoduo's ghost eyes, I saw a large group of soldiers wearing ancient armor, holding long swords, and walking slowly.
Their clothes were not neat. Except for the leader who was wearing steel, the rest were in tattered leather armor. Their clothes were dirty black and red, as if they were very tired. The leader was riding a pony, and the horse was so tired. Panting, someone was carrying a flag, flying in the wind. The flag was complete and black, with a large traditional Chinese character "Han" printed on it.
During the whole process, there was no sound, no conversation, no footsteps, no clash of weapons, not even the sneezing of the war horses. Everything was as weird as a silent movie. However, what was before our eyes was It was so real that I could even see the bleeding wounds on the soldiers' arms, as well as their numb faces.
There is no trace of human expression on this face. It is like a mahjong tile, staring straight at the back of the head of the soldier in front.
The eyeballs were frighteningly white, as pure as milk, without any sign of life.
In the dark night, walking soldiers and armies moved slowly in a silent environment. It was so real that people couldn't help but feel fear, and even forgot to think about where this thing came from in the Heizhugou deep in the mountains. Thousands of people were marching westward in an endless stream. My shoulders were heavy and there was a trail of mixed hair. He also woke up and squatted next to me, watching quietly.
I wanted to speak, but I was frightened by the strange scene in front of me. I didn't dare to breathe, and my throat was dry. It took me a long time to ask what was this?
"The Yin soldiers borrowed the opportunity!"
The person who answered me was Mr. Wan Sanye. Most of the people had woken up at this time. He squatted on my left side, looked at the black shadows passing below, and explained to everyone in a low voice:
"How to say? The so-called ghosts are actually the souls that have passed away. After they die, they may have resentments or commemorations, or they may not know that they have died and their souls have not returned to the underworld, so they stay in the human world. The same goes for these Yin soldiers, The military is the best place to accumulate collective will. It can often be condensed into an energy and aura that changes the environment. If someone dies unjustly and the environment is suitable, then the phenomenon of "sinisters taking advantage of the way" will appear in these places. They are marching on the ground. But it doesn’t matter, their purpose is ahead, and if no accident occurs, they will not pay attention to us..."
I found that Mr. Wan Sanye's speech was very consistent with the tone of a professional ghost hunter. He was concise and clear, unlike ordinary Taoist priests who talked nonsense about Taoist classics and mystical mysteries that others did not understand, which made people dizzy. Don't know why.
The road to simplicity.
I have also heard Zamao Xiaodao mention the matter of Yin soldiers borrowing roads. He even saw it with his own eyes in the Forbidden City, Taihu Lake and many places - although not on this scale - and I have also heard him talk about such principles. Quite a few, in fact, are souls at different latitudes (spaces that live together, but time is inconsistent). Normally there is no intersection. Even if we see them, it will not affect us. At most, it will only frighten and disorient us. It's just a soul. The so-called lost soul is just calling it back.
My mood returned to calm, and I heard someone behind me take a long breath, seemingly relieved.
After confirming that there was no danger, I relaxed and started to watch the marching team with the mentality of watching the excitement. I have read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. It is difficult to pass the movie and TV series without seeing an army of this size marching at night.
Special effects or my own imagination, I painted that scene in my mind. I don’t know how many evil soldiers passed in front of me, as if there was no end.
That solemn aura made me breathless and my heart was about to burst after staring at it for a long time.
We quietly watched the Yin soldiers walking on the road, feeling that we had traveled through thousands of years of history, returned to ancient times, and returned to a certain cold weapon battlefield where blood and flesh were spattered. But we thought that this strange scene was going to end soon.
At that time, suddenly there was a shrill ghost cry from the edge of the dense forest in the distance.
Yes, it's a ghost scream, the kind of miserable and creepy sound that can penetrate deep into the soul.
I have said before that ghosts cannot make sounds because they are spirits and have no vocal cords. However, ghosts with Taoism can simulate their own sounds by controlling the vibration of air particles. For example, Duoduo, after recalling the earthly soul
Then you can speak; but some fierce ghosts, acting against the laws of heaven, are washed by the evil wind, so their character changes drastically, and the sound they howl out is completely different from the frequency range that people can hear. Listening to it suddenly will make people panic.
Shivering and terrified.
This howl caused the advancing Yin soldiers to suddenly stop. All the Yin soldiers turned their heads and looked towards the peach blossom forest.
This stillness lasted for about three seconds. I saw a large group of black mist sweeping in from the peach blossom forest. Then at the end of my sight, I saw a vague figure appearing. The figure let out ghostly screams.
However, what is strange is that the Yin soldiers within my sight did not look at him. Instead, they twisted their stiff necks and looked towards us.
Even though I knew these were spirits and things that didn't exist, I couldn't help but be startled when these ghostly shadowy soldiers came knocking at me.
At that moment, I hated myself for being able to see so clearly.
What was even more unexpected was that Wan Chaodong behind me was so frightened that he suddenly straightened his back and shouted in panic: "Ah..." This voice was particularly loud in the silent night, catching us off guard.
And something horrifying also happened. Those Yin soldiers who were closer to us suddenly activated and rushed towards us. For a moment, a fierce light suddenly appeared and the black fog became thick.
Those black shadows looked like real people, with fierce expressions and murderous intent. Wan Sanye stood up suddenly, with a short soul-calling flag suddenly in his hand, and chanted the spell to dispel ghosts, which made people's blood boil. We had no time to blame.
Wan Chaodong was reckless, burning talismans one after another, tying threads, all kinds of busy for a while, while Wan Yong and other ordinary people kept retreating, not daring to step forward.
The first one to rush forward was a general on horseback, holding a long sword and stabbing towards us.
A black shadow blocked its way, and the one who took action was the ghost figure on Wan Sanye's waist. With a pair of palms, the ghost figure caught the roaring Chang Ge.
There was a sound of breaking through the sky. Looking at the Yin soldiers coming up like a tide, I didn't know what to do because I was inexperienced, so I quickly recited the nine-character mantra silently to calm down my nervousness, and then shouted "Unify"
, combined with the handprints, I feel that my whole body is in harmony with the energy in the space, and a feeling of bravery and courage, and survival in desperate situations arises spontaneously.
The left hand of my palms is cold, and the right hand is hot. The two energies with different attributes are communicating, and the manic power runs through the whole body.
At this time, the black tide had already submerged in front of us who were blocking the entrance of the cave. A soldier with a stiff face stabbed his spear directly into my chest. I grabbed the spear, and the feeling was not the substance, but the spirit.
He felt the touch of his body. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and swung his palm with his left hand, hitting it directly on the head.
boom--
There was a shock in the air, and the Yin soldier in front of me was like scattered cherry blossoms, falling to the ground and never appearing again.
This palm doubled my confidence, and I fought four or five Yin soldiers one after another, but none of them could withstand my two palms. I was extremely excited, and my hands were either cold or hot, which was very powerful and the polarity was obvious. I fought fiercely and was as powerful as a bamboo.
, but the three beside him are not bad either. Mr. Wan San is very skillful and no ghost dares to touch the soul-calling flag. Zhao Zhonghua has a rattan whip with a golden bell hanging on it. He has the style of a queen. Every time he hits a Yin soldier, they all collapse like sand sculptures.
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However, none of this can be compared with the achievements of Zamao Xiaodao.
The hairy path dancing with the peach wood stick struck by lightning is really like the Sun Wukong who caused havoc in the heaven on TV. The peach tree was struck by thunder several times, and the outside was charred black, and we cut the core of the tree open.
I got this stick, which is a bit heavy. Although it is not carved with talismans and charms, it is born with the power of peach wood to exorcise evil and the burst of thunder and lightning. Every time it hits a Yin soldier, it will collapse without even a moment's pause.
On the spot, it no longer exists.
From time to time, the stick burst out sparks of electricity in the humid air, which was so coquettish that I couldn't help but shout: "That's great, Brother Monkey..."
However, there were not just a dozen or twenty Yin soldiers climbing up, but a large group of ants climbing up. I could not hold on for ten minutes before I felt signs of losing control of my hands. The cold and heat made my breath confused. If I didn't pay attention,
, was cut across the left shoulder by a knife.
The blade of the blade, which was originally a spirit body, was as cold as ice at that moment, as if it were real substance. My shoulder felt cold at first, then hot again, and I felt a small cut open, and blood flowed out.
It wasn't until this moment that I was finally sure that this Yin soldier could kill people!
I covered my shoulders and stepped back. I looked at the rushing black tide of Yin soldiers filling my field of vision. I felt a little desperate. I didn't understand why the harmless Yin soldiers that Wan Sanye said became so crazy. Suddenly,
I looked at the ghostly black figure in the distance, it must have been caused by him. Zamao Xiaodao waved his stick and leaned against my back and shouted, "Little Poison, are you okay?"
I said no. He said to capture the thief first, capture the king. If we don't want to die from exhaustion, we have to get rid of that guy. I'm going, will you come?
When I heard what Zamao Xiaodao said, I immediately became proud and shouted: "If you die, the bird will face you upward, and you will not die for tens of millions of years. Fuck you... go up!"