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Chapter 441 Gods, Ghosts, Maoshan Taoists

"Zi Buyu? Sanmao God Line?"

Song Lin was shocked.

Isn't this the world of Sanmao Tianting in reality?

Unexpectedly, Zi Buyu turned out to be the world view of Sanmao Tianting.

But think about it, the whole story of Zi Buyu is full of supernatural beings, zombies and ghosts, the whole world is mixed with humans and ghosts, and the world is filthy.

Maoshan Taoist priests usually deal with ghosts and ghosts, and this world is where they show off their skills.

"Sanmao Heavenly Court is one of the Heavenly Courts in the real world. If we get its inheritance or some key information, it may be helpful in integrating the Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth and dealing with demons..."

The world was spinning for a while.

Song Lin came to the story world.

Open your eyes, it's dark night.

The cold fog is hazy and the moon is bright.

call!

The mountain wind blew by, the branches rustled, and the tree shadows were reflected on the ground, like a demon showing its teeth and claws.

Song Lin changed his appearance, took off his gorgeous Celestial Master Taoist robe, and put on the attire of a scholar.

Looking around, this world is indeed full of enchantment.

But it may not cause much harm to yourself.

Pure Yang Shen is the best at defeating these demons and ghosts.

Since the physical body traveled through time, Taoism is still here. How can a master at the level of a heavenly master be afraid of these little monsters and ghosts?

Of course, the strength of the world is matched according to the realm, which means that this world has the level of a Celestial Master, or a master who surpasses the Celestial Master.

Song Lin first looked at the situation, and then explored the world step by step based on the situation.

Along the small road between the mountains and fields, Song Lin came to a market town.

This place is not big, and as far as you can see, this place should be the market place of the nearby villages.

Since it was late at night, the doors of every house were closed, and there were only fallen leaves and thick fog on the street, which looked very gloomy.

Bang!

Suddenly something fell. Song Lin followed the sound and looked over. It turned out to be a jumping zombie.

Green face, fangs, fierce look.

"Huh? Wild zombies?"

Song Lin could still see the dirt on the zombie's body, and he probably didn't know where it came from.

According to Maoshan's theory, the moment a zombie takes shape, the first thing it kills is its relatives. Only by eating the blood of its relatives can one achieve great success.

The zombies are still wearing official uniforms, so they should have been more prominent in life.

Song Lin disappeared and quietly followed the zombie.

I saw a zombie arriving at a luxurious mansion and jumping over a three-meter-high wall.

There was a flurry of excitement behind the wall.

Song Lin followed him and saw that the old dogs, chickens, ducks and pigs in the backyard had all turned into mummies, with bloody holes appearing on their necks.

"Ghost!!"

"Zombies!"

When the servant who was looking after the yard saw this scene, he was so frightened that he lost all sleep. He collapsed on the ground and even peed his pants.

This roar woke up the whole family and attracted the attention of the zombies.

The zombie stood there, its purple-brown semi-rotted skin exuding a foul smell. It took a deep breath through its nose, not knowing what it was smelling.

"grandfather!"

Suddenly, an old man shouted that he recognized the zombie in front of him.

Although the zombie is a bit rotten, you can still guess it through its outline, clothing and jewelry.

This scream woke up the zombies.

The zombie turned its head, revealing its sharp fangs.

He jumped more than ten feet and rushed towards the old man and his descendants behind him.

The zombies were so fast that no one could react. Just when Lin thought he was about to die, a golden light suddenly came through the sky.

boom!

The zombie was nailed to the wall with a sword, and the golden light burned it to ashes.

When everyone came back to their senses, they saw a swordsman in white wiping his sword.

"Thank you, hero!"

After all, it is a world filled with ghosts and monsters, and everyone easily accepts this scene.

"Old Lin Fu, don't you know the great hero's surname?"

The old man said politely.

"Tao name Donghua."

Song Lin stepped forward to pick up the zombie's bones and wrapped them in a rag.

"These are the bones of your ancestors. They should be placed in the ancestral hall to burn incense and worship every day. They can be reburied after the full moon."

Zombie bones are a precious material, and Song Lin doesn't like them. In order to avoid using them to commit evil, and being embarrassed to crush the bones and raise ashes in front of their descendants, he simply taught them this method.

"Thank you, Immortal."

Lin Fu hurriedly invited Song Lin to sit down, and Song Lin had a general understanding of the situation.

The dynasty in this world is called the Chen Dynasty, which has been in existence for more than five hundred years.

Today's emperor is fatuous and obsessed with having fun, the people impose excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and the dynasty is revolted all over the country.

As the saying goes, in troubled times, monsters will appear. There have been many ghost incidents in recent years.

"By the way, father-in-law, where is Maoshan?"

Song Lin asked.

"Maoshan? This... I have never heard of it.",

Lin Fu has been traveling all over the country for many years and has been to many places. If you haven't been there, you may have heard of them, but he doesn't know about Maoshan.

"Isn't there Maoshan?"

The world's information shows that it is the heaven. It is impossible for the heaven to look like this. Is it the Xiaoqian World under Sanmao Tianting?

It's weird.

Song Lin was puzzled. It seemed that there were many secrets waiting to be discovered by him.

Unable to get the information he wanted, Song Lin got up and left.

Before leaving, Lin Fu packed three hundred taels as a thank you.

Song Lin thought about it and kept it.

I may stay in this world for a while.

We set off on a starry night and arrived at a place called Danyang the next day.

This place is located near Jinling, the capital of the Chen Dynasty, and is also a very prosperous county.

Even when the dynasty declined, it did not affect the prosperity of this place at all.

Song Lin was walking on the street, and people were coming and going on the street.

He came to a dental shop.

The sharp-eyed Yaman immediately came up to him, bowed and said with a smile:

"What do you want to do? Rent a house, rent a car, get married or funeral, or get business seals or letters. My surname is Gou. If others call me Goucai, my guest can just call me Goucai."

"I want to buy a mansion. It must occupy a large area, have a lake and a backyard, and the place should be quiet."

Goucai's eyes lit up, and he thought that he was a big customer: "Sir, there are a total of fifteen sets here, and the prices range from one thousand taels to three hundred taels."

Then he ran to the back and took out the drawings.

Song Lin took a quick look and found that mansions with more than five acres of land were probably selling for one thousand taels.

But one set is only 250 taels.

"Why is this?"

Gou Cai looked embarrassed and said: "This mansion is haunted. There have been twenty-five buyers in the past five years. They are either dead or crazy. I would like to advise the guest officer not to think about picking up the leak."

It's not that Gou Cai doesn't want to deceive Song Lin, but that he has already been beaten by eight buyers and really doesn't want to cause trouble.

"Haunted? I want this!"

Soon, Song Lin moved into a mansion at the foot of the mountain. This place was far away from the busy city and had good facilities. The previous buyer did not take away the furniture at all when he left.

Is there really a ghost here?

night.

Squeak!

The door opened gently, and Song Lin woke up from meditation.

A graceful female ghost in red came in with a smile like a flower.

She floated up to the beam, tied the hanging rope, and then waved to Song Lin.

A psychedelic power spread out.

Song Lin involuntarily walked to the hanging rope. The woman in red put her head into the hanging rope, and then took it back. She pointed at the hanging rope, as if she wanted Song Lin to learn from it.

Song Lin put his right hand in. The female ghost shook her head. He took out his right hand and put his left hand in.

The female ghost looked sullen and said, "You are wrong."

Song Lin looked clear and said with a smile: "It was you who were wrong that led to today, I was not wrong!"

The female ghost was stunned, then burst into tears, her resentment dissipated in an instant, and she knelt down to Song Lin, her figure gradually turning into nothingness.

These words awakened the female ghost, and then her soul was reincarnated.

"What the hell is going on here? Everything can be released."

Since then, Song Lin has practiced magic here.

Ten days later.

Song Lin went out to the market.

There are a lot of refugees in that place. Let's see if we can recruit some people and train some subordinates to help us find out the news.

"Huh?"

Song Lin came to the temple and stopped.

These are two connected temples, one Buddhist temple and one Taoist temple.

Song Lin smelled something unusual.


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