I stood aside and watched with cold eyes, but my heart was as clear as a mirror: Something happened in Ghost King City, and as of now, it was not a big deal.
Seeing that He Sen and the leader of the ghost people had been struggling for a long time, the other party still refused to tell what happened in the Ghost King City. I became impatient, and suddenly took a step forward, the short evil-suppressing stick in my hand was in the air
It passed by, and a ray of hot fire appeared.
"So much nonsense! Which direction is the Ghost King City?"
The ghost citizen felt the masculine power of the short evil-suppressing stick, and his face suddenly changed with fear. However, He Sen pointed to the dark mountains and said, "This direction is about twenty miles away."
I glanced at He Sen: "Old He, this is your fault. When do we exorcists need to consult the ghosts when doing things? We want to go to Ghost King City, who can stop us?"
He Sen was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. Yes, he knew the location of Ghost King City, why did he still have to grind his teeth with the other party here? He could tell at a glance by just breaking into Ghost King City.
Seeing that he was silent, I sneered and shouted: "Get out of the way!"
More than a dozen ghost people looked at each other, but they didn't move at all and still blocked us.
I snorted: "You have been away from the world for a long time, and I am afraid you have forgotten the methods of the exorcist. Since you are unwilling to get out of the way, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a sudden flash of fire, red fire rising into the sky, and the frightened ghost people stepped back. He Sen and I didn't hesitate anymore, stepped forward together, and in an instant we were freed from the siege of the ghost people.
The leader of the ghost people screamed: "Mr. He! You can't leave! Quick! Stop them!"
I turned around suddenly, and the short evil-suppressing stick slashed across from left to right. In an instant, a wall of fire rose out of thin air, blocking us and the ghost people on both sides.
The flames were blazing and the temperature was extremely high, which immediately frightened the ghost people into screaming.
I said: "Everyone, it's not your turn to judge the exorcist's work! Since you have no resentment and have never harmed anyone, I won't be cruel. This wall of fire can burn for ten minutes at most.
It’s up to you whether you want to go to the Tibetan Forest or go back to the Ghost King City. Lao He, let’s go!”
He Sen smiled bitterly, and then hugged the ghost people on the other side of the fire wall to express his apology. He whispered to me: "Are all exorcists nowadays so domineering?"
As I walked, I said: "Domineering? This is not called domineering. When you meet the guys on the murder list, you will know what domineering means."
He Sen is good at everything, has good means and a kind heart, but he is too reasonable. He should be reasonable with the living and the dead, with good people and with bad people.
Although it may have something to do with his career, I don't think so.
A normal exorcist is a normal exorcist who speaks human words to people and ghosts to ghosts. As Lei Feng said: Treat your comrades as warm as spring, and treat your enemies as cruel as winter.
Let the good people respect you and make the evil people fear you. This is a successful exorcist.
Perhaps sensing my displeasure, He Sen didn't say anything and just walked forward side by side with me without saying a word.
The distance of twenty miles is not that far. In just one child, He Sen and I climbed over a hill and saw the famous Ghost King City from a distance.
Ghost King City is the residence of Wusha Ghost King. The origin of Wusha Ghost King is actually quite interesting. This guy was a scholar when he was alive. He was a scholar in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty and his name was Wang Xiu.
This Wang Xiucai has a nickname, called Conquering People with Virtue.
Wang Xiucai was a sour scholar. He had no power to tie a chicken, but he was upright. What he liked to do most was to meddle in other people's affairs.
Later, he went to Beijing to take the exam, carrying two bags of books on his back, and was about to rush to Yanjing. However, he had bad luck on the way and met a group of robbers who dominated the mountain.
In fact, robbers at that time also had very professional ethics. They did not rob the poor, nor did they rob scholars. They only robbed businessmen who were passing by and corrupt officials who were unkind to get rich.
Originally, the robbers also discovered Wang Xiucai, but this group of people didn't even look at him. One robber even waved his hand impatiently to drive him away.
There is no way, this kind of poor scholar only has books, dry food, and no more than three copper coins on his back. Not only will there be no benefit in robbing him once, but it will also ruin his reputation.
What's more, there are several traveling businessmen next to Wang Xiucai, all carrying money bags. It would be unreasonable not to rob them.
To say that money is the life of a businessman, even if he loses his life, he cannot lose his money. Therefore, during the dispute between the two parties, several robbers were angered. The white knife came in and the red knife came out, stabbing one to death.
Only then were the merchants so frightened that their faces turned pale and they knelt on the ground trembling.
If ordinary people encountered this kind of situation, they would have thrown in two ducks and ran away. But Wang Xiucai was a guy who accepted death. He had been familiar with the books of sages since he was a child, learned about human ethics, and knew that killing people was wrong.
, so he rushed up to argue with the robber.
The scholar was trying to reason with the robbers. If word spread, everyone would think this guy was crazy. Even the robbers would laugh and look at him as if he were a fool.
Wang Xiucai was not afraid of these ferocious beasts. He quoted scriptures and was eloquent. From the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors period to the present, he said that being a robber was not good, and that depriving others of their lives was a heinous crime.
The robbers were asked to return the stolen money and then surrender themselves to the government.
The robbers were also shocked. When had they ever encountered such a weird thing? A poor scholar with no power to restrain a chicken actually came to reason with a group of robbers? Is this guy a fool?
So the robbers were furious and wiped Wang Xiucai's neck on the spot.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiucai was a stubborn person. Even after he died, he would still have obsessions. After turning into a ghost, he would talk non-stop in the ears of the robbers.
Now the robbers had stung a hornet's nest. No matter it was night or day, Wang Xiucai's chirping voice was always lingering in his ears, making his brain hurt.
Just imagine, a random thought similar to Tang Monk is nagging in your ear all the time, day and night, regardless of the occasion. Even when you are sleeping, it keeps buzzing, and sometimes it can be noisy.
Your head explodes and makes people angry.
Only then did the robbers realize that they seemed to have killed someone they shouldn't have killed.
Wang Xiucai used this method to force half of the robbers to surrender to the government, while the other half committed suicide because they couldn't bear it.
Although Wang Xiucai turned into a ghost, because he had read the books of saints and sages well, he had a great righteousness in his chest. It was floating in the world of the sun, and he didn't know what was going on. Suddenly one day he drifted into the land of no evil.
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Wang Xiucai was born with no resentment and no evil spirits, so he was at home in the land without evil spirits. He talked non-stop about poems all day long. Later, the land without evil spirits attracted more and more lonely ghosts, and everyone admired Wang Xiucai.
Because of his talent, he was elected as the Ghost King.
He is said to be the Ghost King, but in fact it is just a loose organization, a bit similar to a position like village chief. Everyone admires him and is willing to listen to his words, but the Ghost King does not have direct leadership over everyone.
It was only later that the number of lonely souls and wild ghosts in the evil-free land increased, and the system was gradually established.
In order to facilitate management, Wang Xiucai called himself the Ghost King of Wusha, commanded all the lonely ghosts in the land of Wusha, and gave them a new title: Ghost People.
On weekdays, life in Ghost King City is actually very leisurely. There are mineral light sources suitable for the lives of ghosts, Feng Shui atmosphere suitable for ghosts, and the Ghost King Wusha comes to the center of the city to teach from time to time.
Occasionally, counselors will come to answer your questions.
Everyone was leisurely and leisurely, living a very comfortable life, and even the gate of Ghost King City was never lowered.
But now we take a closer look, not only are the four gates of the Ghost King City blocked, but there are even rows of ghost people with black gas on their bodies walking back and forth in it, filled with evil spirits.
Looking inside the Ghost King City, there was a gloomy wind and mist, and there was not even a single ghost wandering in the streets and alleys.
Only the Ghost King Tower in the center of the city was surrounded by a group of dark shadows. The evil spirit and resentment in the city were emanated from this shadow.