Late at night, there is a ghost village, soul-calling flags, an exorcism stage with candles lit, and an old Taoist dressed in gray sharpening his sword.
No matter which way you look at it, this village feels weird.
But he said that when he saw that the old Taoist had an extraordinary conversation, he hugged his fists and said, "Old man, since evil spirits have invaded the village, do you need my help?"
The old man glanced at me indifferently, then shook his head: "Looking at you, you should be an exorcist joining the Second Combat Brigade of the Special Case Division, right? Young people have a bright future, so don't stay here and die.
If you have the chance, killing a few more dead people will be regarded as revenge for us."
After he finished saying this, he continued to lower his head and sharpen his sword. He could only hear the sound of chi chi chi chi chi, which was heard far and wide in the darkness.
A thought occurred to me. The first combat brigade of the Special Case Division was wiped out. Could it be that the Special Case Division is preparing to establish a second combat brigade?
This old man definitely regarded me as a passing exorcist who joined the army. He didn't want me to die here for no reason, so he persuaded me to leave the village.
After thinking about this, I laughed loudly: "Old sir, I learned the art of exorcism just to protect the living. If I don't even dare to attack the invading dead, but instead run away with my tail between my legs, it will be considered as surrendering to the army.
What can we accomplish?"
The sound of the old man sharpening his sword suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at me carefully, and said softly: "That makes sense. But if you stay, you will only die. For us exorcists, it is certainly worthwhile to have courage.
I admire it, but it’s very unwise to be brainless.”
I smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be unwise for the old gentleman to stay here?"
The old man shook his head slightly: "I am too old, even if I join the army, I am not qualified to join the second combat brigade. I don't want to grovel like the villagers, so I have to deliberately seek death. But you, who are young, don't
You must die with me."
I shook my head and was about to speak when I heard footsteps rushing and a dozen villagers carrying baskets of chopping boards walking from the darkness. They did not use flashlights, but held two green lanterns.
These villagers were silent and their eyes were dim. When they turned around the street, they saw the old man in Taoist robes and the simple altar.
But they didn't talk to the old man. They just walked past the old man carrying baskets and chopping boards. When several of them looked at him, they could not hide their regret and pity.
The old man said softly: "Everyone, if you feed demons with blood, you are helping the evil spirits."
The leader with a goatee turned around and said: "What else? We don't want to die, let alone become a dirty dead person. If we don't use blood food to support them, how can we fight against evil spirits? We are not like you, we know how to drive away ghosts and evil spirits.
s method!"
The old man's face was full of shame. After a while, he slowly stood up, holding a sharpened sword in his hand, and said: "We, the exorcists, failed to do our duty and let the fellow villagers suffer this disaster! Today I only wish to die.
, perfect yourself.”
Someone sighed and said: "Old Ping, before the evil spirit came, no one gave you any favors. You really can't afford to stay here and die today. Everyone knows that you are old, so even if you can't join the army, you will be humble and submissive to us."
Can't you just give in? These grandsons won't be arrogant for long."
Lao Ping slowly shook his head, turned around and sat on his altar, holding a sharp sword and closing his eyes to rest.
Seeing that he was determined, everyone shook their heads and sighed. Then they went to the intersection, put down the baskets and chopping boards, and took out things one by one.
I could clearly see that the things these villagers were bringing were freshly killed pigs and sheep, and the blood had not yet dried up, and blood was dripping freely. Another villager opened a basket and took out a bucket, and felt that there was water in the air.
The aroma was fragrant, and the bucket was actually filled with fine wine.
It's just that there are two green willow sticks stuck in the wine. The willow trees are in the shade and inserted in the wine. They are used to worship ghosts and gods.
None of the villagers spoke, they were just busy minding their own business. In an instant, six fat pigs and six goats were placed on the chopping board.
As the saying goes, six is yin, nine is yang, and the meeting of nine and nine is the Double Ninth Festival.
Six fat pigs and six goats. Since they are these numbers, they are presumably prepared to worship ghosts and gods.
The villagers said nothing while working. After finishing their work, some left in a hurry, some sighed, and some tried to persuade Lao Ping to withdraw from the altar and surrender temporarily like everyone else.
But Lao Ping closed his eyes and said nothing, and he didn't know whether he heard what the villagers said.
The villagers tried to persuade me to no avail, they all shook their heads and sighed, and wanted to drag me home for a while. After I refused, they hurried back along the original road.
In a moment, Lao Ping and I were the only two people left alive at this intersection.
There were also fat pigs and goats that had been disemboweled long ago and were dripping with blood, and six jars of good wine with willow sticks stuck in them.
Just listen to the gloomy wind blowing all the soul-calling flags hung up in every house. Then Lao Ping laughed and said to himself: "The world is in chaos, and the demons are dancing wildly. We and other living people must endure hardships, and we can really exchange for a peaceful and prosperous age.
?Hehe! Hehehe!”
I asked proudly: "Old sir, there is no one around you. Why don't you tell me what's going on?"
The old man gently stroked the sharp sword in his hand and said, "Since you are an exorcist, how could you not know that evil spirits are everywhere and demons are everywhere today?"
He said a few simple words, which made me feel horrified and angry.
Just as the Special Case Division was losing its battles one after another and the battle of life and death was in full swing, demons and ghosts from various places who had been suppressed for countless years came out one after another, responded to the call of the Ancestor of the Corpse, and began to do evil in the underworld and harm the living.
This village is called Guitou Cliff. It got its name because the peak next to it is shaped like a ferocious ghost's head. In fact, there really is an old red-haired ghost living on this Guitou Peak.
However, they say that this red-haired old ghost is quite capable. On the surface, he obeys the yin-yang agreement of the Special Case Division and seeks a safe place to live. But secretly, he summons his friends, restrains his evil spirits, and dominates the mountain.
On weekdays, because the Special Cases Division is stationed in Middle-earth, the red-haired old ghost, like most evil spirits, faithfully guards his own territory. Even if a living person strays into it by mistake, he does not dare to cause harm.
But then the dead invaded, the entire First Combat Brigade was wiped out, Di Ming was seriously injured, Liu Guomin died in battle, and the corpse cave was occupied...
A series of news has made evil spirits everywhere ready to take action, thinking that the world of the dead is coming and the age of the living has passed.
In addition, the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit has sent countless ghost messengers to travel around the Middle Earth, visiting various ghost kings along the way. The evil spirit wants everyone to take the opportunity to cause chaos.
Because of the dead man's appearance, several wars were fought one after another, and the special case division was defeated one after another, so everyone responded one after another and came out to cause trouble.
Some ruthless ghost kings, angry at the Special Case Division for suppressing them for countless years, led their little ghosts to destroy countless villages as soon as they came out of the mountains.
When the news came out, the world was shocked.
Speaking of which, which place in Middle-earth does not have a few ghosts? Those ruthless ghost kings killed people, occupied some remote living villages, and became ghosts.
If the Special Case Office could strike hard at this time, slaying demons and frightening the group of ghosts, it would also be able to frighten a group of demons. However, after those ghost kings occupied the living village, they called themselves ghosts, echoing the Ten Thousand Demons Pit.
The case office did nothing!
With this bad start, ghost kings from all over the country followed suit. Among them, the red-haired ghost king on Guitou Cliff took a fancy to more than a dozen surrounding villages.
But he said that this red-haired ghost king was considered the number one figure. He knew that with the war going on, neither the Ten Thousand Demons Pit nor the Special Case Division had time to take care of himself.
So he took advantage of this period to vigorously develop his dead men, summon nearby lonely ghosts, and form a ghost army.
In a day of great chaos, only with great strength at your disposal can you protect yourself.
Because he took a long-term view, the red-haired ghost king did not kill the living people at once like other ghost kings. He just killed some living people with strong yang energy, swallowed their souls, and then declared that the thirteen small villages around him were all
own territory.
As long as it is your own territory, you must offer blood food to yourself. If you don't comply and dare to escape, you will all die.
I was furious in my heart, but I laughed loudly: "Yes! Yes! The red-haired ghost king does not kill living people, but instead makes living people slaves, providing blood food for his ghosts, and then increasing his own strength."
"Only after the common people have finished contributing their blood food and squeezing it out, these people will become the final blood food, right?"
Lao Ping held a sharp sword and said solemnly: "That's right! So I would rather fight to the death than contribute blood food to strengthen the power of the red-haired ghost king!"
"It's a pity that the villagers are ignorant. Seeing that they can replace themselves with the blood and flesh of pigs and muttons, they all lose their fighting spirit and become slaves!"
I sneered, stepped forward quickly, kicked over the chopping board, chopped the pig and mutton flesh, kicked open the wine jar, and pulled out the willow branches. The aroma of wine immediately overflowed, and then quickly seeped into the ground.
The red-haired old ghost has insulted my living people like this, and still wants his subordinates to enjoy blood food and strengthen himself? If I don't slay demons today, I will call myself an exorcist in vain!
The sound of broken wine jars was heard in the village, and some villagers who were watching secretly through the windows were shocked. They hurriedly covered the windows and hid in the house in fear.
Only Lao Ping stood behind the altar and laughed loudly, saying: "It's great! You are dead! Are you afraid of anything?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew up, blowing sand and rocks, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The soul-calling flags in front of the villagers' houses were blown by the wind, flying and making a clattering sound.
An angry voice screamed: "Who dares to destroy my blood food! Seeking death!"
Just listen to the cries and howls of hundreds of ghosts, shocking the world, and see in a thick white mist, countless ghost shadows shuttle back and forth, gradually approaching.
Before the white mist drifted in, a green fire suddenly appeared from the soul-calling flags at the door of every house. Strangely, although the fire was ignited, the soul-calling flags were still intact, and it looked like a green light was on.
I sneered: "Pretend to be a ghost! Kill me!"
I just stomped my feet slightly, and the soul-calling flags that had just burned were suddenly extinguished in an instant.