Ying Tianming thought that he could sneak into the haunted house without knowing it and lay the groundwork to completely kill me. But the ghost king who wants to be a scholar has other ideas.
Not only did he sit back and watch me take care of the butcher and farmer, he even wanted to cooperate with me and help me transcend all the ghosts present.
The scholar is not a good thing, but he helped me a lot at this time. Even if he wants to win destiny, he would never expect that he tried every means to enter the ghost house and arrange it in advance, but the scholar turned out to be a variable.
I held the mirror of reincarnation and said, "If you don't want to be saved, and you don't want to stay here waiting to die, you can only enter the mirror of reincarnation and let me take you out."
The scholar was doubtful; "How can you get out?"
I laughed: "I'm different from you. You were arrested, but I came in voluntarily. Before I came in, I had already thought of a way out. Don't worry about that."
The scholar sneered: "Won't Yang Wupi take the opportunity to burn your body?"
I looked at him like an idiot and said: "I am walking on the road of no return. On the road of no return, there are five top exorcists protecting me. My friend, if my body is destroyed, my three souls and seven souls will be destroyed."
It will have no roots and origins, you should be able to tell the difference."
I don't blame the scholar for being suspicious. He has been trapped in a haunted house for decades. He seems to have great glory as the ghost king, but who doesn't miss the life outside?
Even if you are a ghost, it is better outside than in this prison.
The scholar tilted his head and thought for a long time, then asked: "How can you guarantee that you can fulfill your promise? You must make a poisonous oath!"
I said without hesitation: "I! Zhang Wuxin of Yin Yang Shop! I have made an agreement with the Scholar Ghost King. If he helps me save the three hundred ghosts in the haunted house! I will let him leave the haunted house! If he breaks his oath, his soul will be restless after death."
, wailing all day long!”
There is nothing wrong with this poisonous oath I made. You must know that exorcists believe in cause and effect. Once you make a poisonous oath, if you violate the oath, it will definitely come true.
This scholarly ghost king was also an exorcist before, so he firmly believed in this fact.
I saw that he was obviously relieved, so I sneered again: "Scholar Ghost King, everything has a cause and effect. The fact that you met me here means that your life should not be cut off. But you and Yang Wupi have a deep hatred, and now he
Outside, he will take care of you first without me taking action."
The scholar laughed loudly: "Yang Wupi? If I can get out, I will swallow his three souls! Take away his seven souls! This is my obsession! Zhang Wuxin! Deal!"
After he finished saying this, he waved his hand and shouted: "Young men! Stand in order for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred ghosts stood in front of the Scholar Ghost King, neatly arranged like a queue. The other ghosts were hesitant, fidgeting one by one, neither following nor standing there.
A few timid guys turned their heads and wanted to slip away, but they were chased by the Scholar Ghost King's men in three or two steps and carried back directly.
The Scholar Ghost King took a step forward, casually pinched the farmer to death, and added a handful of yin fire, burning the butcher to pieces. Then he grinned at me and said: "These two guys have followed to win the destiny.
The Haunted House will always be the king and the ancestor, I am not the same as them, let’s clean it up first!”
After he killed the butcher and the farmer, he looked around at the two ghost king's men and said, "I just want to ask you, do you want to die or live?"
Everyone was busy saying: "I want to live! I want to live!"
The Scholar Ghost King sneered and said: "You guys are lucky! I've had enough of being locked up here, so I'll give you a fortune. You can be saved here obediently, and you can be reincarnated!"
In fact, the ghosts living here are afraid of being swallowed by the ghost king every day. From time to time, they have to cut off their arms and legs and give them to the ghost king's men as tooth sacrifices.
They had long wanted to escape from this prison, but they didn't have the ability. When they heard that the Scholar Ghost King was willing to let them go, they hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.
I sighed to myself from the side, it seemed that the Scholar Ghost King was gaining great authority here, and it was me who clearly wanted to save them, but instead of kneeling to me, they knelt down to the Scholar Ghost King.
Some guys who have eaten too many ghosts have cloudy eyes and seem unwilling to be reincarnated. In fact, it is understandable that although these guys are not as sinful as the three ghost kings, they are still full of evil. If they are reincarnated, they will definitely become maggots and flies and be killed by others.
It will take several lifetimes of fighting before you can be a new person.
But as soon as they showed signs of dissatisfaction, the Scholar Ghost King glared at him and said sinisterly: "What? Are you not happy?"
When his gaze swept them away, these guys lowered their heads one after another, expressing their fear. They all knew the ability of the Scholar Ghost King, and if they didn't agree, they would be swallowed up on the spot.
Reincarnated as a maggot or fly, even if you die, you can reincarnate again. If you are swallowed by the scholar ghost king, you will not even have the chance to become a human being.
The lesser of two evils, even if these guys were unwilling to do so, they would not dare to fall out in front of the Scholar Ghost King.
I saw the scholar just glared and turned his face, and the ghosts lined up and stood in line obediently. At that moment, I sighed in my heart, no matter where it is, power is the truth. If it were me, I would want the three hundred ghosts here to be obedient
Be obedient, I'm afraid it will cost the boss a lot of effort.
Seeing that all the ghosts were standing still, the Scholar Ghost King took a step back and said, "My work is done, now it's your turn. Hurry up and don't leave any ink!"
Without even looking at him, I took a step forward and said with a smile: "It is my duty as an exorcist to save the souls of the dead. Everyone, relax."
When I opened the reincarnation mirror, a lavender flame appeared in the mirror. The flame circled back and forth in the mirror, getting bigger and bigger, and in an instant the entire mirror turned purple.
This is a karmic fire specially designed to cleanse sins.
Seeing the Buddhist karma fire, the ghosts would inevitably be a little panicked. A few timid guys wanted to sneak out of the queue, but in an instant the karma fire burned brightly and rushed directly towards the ghosts.
Only a group of ghosts could be heard wailing, but soon became silent. The flames swept across, and more than three hundred ghosts all turned into blue smoke and were swept away by the flames.
After expanding, the Buddhist karma fire quickly shrank, and finally it was retracted into the Samsara Mirror. After I left, I released the Buddhist karma fire, and the swallowed ghosts could be reincarnated and start over.
As for reincarnation as a human being, whether as a maggot, a fly, a cow or a horse, it is none of my business. People must bear the final consequences of their actions.
The Scholar Ghost King's face turned a little pale when he saw me put away the Buddhist karma fire. This thing is specially used to cleanse the soul. If it is contaminated, even he will be purified by the flames.
He was also worried that I would go back on my word, so he took the opportunity to give me salvation too.
I glanced at him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will leave you to deal with Yang Wupi. This guy has done many evil things and should have been punished long ago. Come in!"
I turned over the reincarnation mirror and pointed at the mirror surface, signaling for him to enter.
The Scholar Ghost King hesitated for a moment, then his body suddenly turned into a streak of blue smoke, and he got in without hesitation.
"Don't be suspicious of those who employ you! Don't be suspicious of those who are suspicious! Since I have chosen to cooperate with you, I have to give it a try even if I am tricked by you!"
I looked down and saw a vague ghostly figure appearing on the mirror. It looked a bit like the Scholar Ghost King. At that moment, I put away the reincarnation mirror and said loudly: "Old Deng! Old Deng! The door is open!" "
As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the sword suddenly flashed, and a huge saber that seemed to be able to tear the entire sky fell from the sky, directly splitting half of the room.
At the same time, Yang Wupi roared: "Deng Bochuan! How dare you destroy my haunted house!"
Deng Bochuan snorted: "Zhang Wuxin has saved the souls of the haunted house. Why do you keep this thing? I'll destroy it completely!"
The sword light reappeared, and there was another horizontal sword strike. I saw the stars twinkling outside, and suddenly I jumped up with a roar. After leaving the ghost house, the three souls and seven souls continued to expand, and soon returned to the size of a normal person.
In the yellow sand, my body was still sitting on the same spot, and the flames of the three Buddhist lamps were shaking and extremely bright. Next to me, Qin Zhong, yin but not yang, surrounded me in the center with a group of monks, unmoving.
Suddenly Master Xian shouted: "Zhang Wuxin! If your soul doesn't return, how long will it take to wait?"
His roar made me dizzy and confused, and I couldn't help but close my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, the three souls and seven souls had returned to my body.
I laughed loudly: "Thank you, Master Xian, for summoning the souls for me! Thank you all seniors for your support! Fortunately, I have lived up to my mission and have saved all the dead souls!"
Suddenly the mirror of reincarnation shook, but the scholar ghost king jumped up from the mirror and rushed towards Yang Wupi fiercely: "Yang Wupi! Do you still remember the ghost scholar by the Dongting Lake? I'm here to ask for your life!" "
Yang Wupi's face suddenly changed color, and the clothes on his body were fluttering in the wind. He turned around and ran away. Although this guy looked like a piece of clothing, fluttering in the wind when he ran away, his speed was not slow.
However, the Scholar Ghost King is also a fierce ghost, and this place is also a pit of evil spirits. He is determined to seek revenge on Yang Wupi, and his speed is not slow as he drifts.
The two evil spirits ran one after another and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Only a few of us were left here looking at each other. After a while, Deng Bochuan coughed and said, "Did we win?"
I say I won, because I did destroy the Haunted House, but Yang Wupi and I made an agreement that we must save all the dead souls to be considered a winner.
I have not saved the scholar ghost king. If others really find fault, it does not count as my victory.
I waved my hand and said, "Whatever! Yang Wupi has a deep hatred for the Scholar Ghost King. They will fight each other as soon as they meet. If Yang Wupi dies, then we will naturally win. If the Scholar Ghost King loses, then There’s no need to transcend, right? We’re all winning!”
Deng Bochuan hummed, looked at the dilapidated ghost house, and said, "There is no need to keep this harmful thing."
In our opinion, the Haunted House is just like an ordinary room without doors, which is densely divided into one hundred and eight small grids.
But if the three souls and seven ghosts enter, they will feel that the space inside is huge, and it is not a problem to live with thousands of ghosts.
The sword light just now looked huge, but in fact it was an illusion only because the ghost inside was compressed to an extremely small size.
Deng Bochuan raised the knife and cut it again, wanting to completely destroy the ghost house. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a burst of suona sound accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums came, like a grand welcome scene.
I suddenly turned around and looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw a group of zombies playing the suona and beating the snare drum, walking towards us with neat steps.
Before they arrived, the voice had already arrived: "Zhang Wuxin! Ancestor invites you!"