The golden rooster rushed forward with all its strength as he wished, and its wings tore apart in response.
The golden rooster struggled forward and hit it, but it didn't feel the pain. It tilted and fluttered, avoiding the bite of the monster's other head.
Zhang Kedao's heart was in suspense. If he had the intention at this time, he was so nervous that he forgot to recite the sutra to cheer up the brave golden rooster.
It was so exciting, several times more exciting than the first time I spent the night practicing courage in an old cemetery in a mountain village when I was a teenager and I almost pissed myself.
"...Who are you?"
The voice of the soul-caller suddenly came from inside the mutilated cock that was glowing with golden light.
As if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the sound was vague and strange.
But I could hear the voice of a man, not that he looked old.
The other party finally realized something was wrong and asked.
Zhang Kedao was speechless in his soul state. Even if he could speak, he would not dare to respond. He could not afford to offend a master of Taoism who could cast spells in the human world to summon souls in the underworld. Now he was only thinking about escaping back to the earth first, so as to avoid any trouble.
talk about it later.
At this moment, the golden rooster broke into the darkness that was as thick as substance, and ran forward again. Every time it landed, it made a hollow "click" sound, the echo vibrated, and the golden light was quickly faded away.
Zhang Kedao lay on the rooster's back, wishing he could squeeze his figure, which could no longer shrink, into the gap between the rooster's feathers.
He felt that there were faintly illuminated forks in several places, and he was worried and just wanted to rush out quickly. He was like a blind man feeling blind, and he did not have the curiosity to explore in a leisurely manner.
I don't know how long it took, but maybe in an instant, Zhang Kedao suddenly felt a lightness on his body.
Although the field of vision was still dark, he could see the stars in the night sky, twinkling so cutely.
"I broke out, haha, I finally escaped!"
Zhang Kedao almost cried with joy, and the gloomy discomfort around him completely disappeared.
The same darkness made him feel a different kind of warmth.
This is the breath of vitality that belongs to the human world.
It feels like a world away, so good to be alive!
The big rooster beneath him extinguished the last ray of dim golden light, fluttered and shrank rapidly, turning into a piece of incomplete and tumbling yellow paper, slowly falling to the top of the dark mountain below.
Zhang Kedao followed the wind and flowed against the yellow paper, waving his vague arms to say goodbye to the yellow paper that helped him escape.
He is very happy at this moment, let him be happy for a while first.
Let’s consider the trouble of where the soul is and how to find it later.
Being able to escape from the underworld is a great blessing. It is the virtue accumulated by the ancestors and the blessing of the Taoist ancestors.
It was many coincidences that made his life undeserved.
Suddenly a vague palm appeared in the sky, emitting a shimmering light in the night. It was as big as a windmill. The yellow paper that was about to fall to the top of the mountain fluttered upwards and fell into the palm of the hand. At the same time, there was an incomprehensible strange sound, which shook the air like water.
fluctuation.
Such a strange turn of events shocked Zhang Kedao, who had already flown dozens of meters away.
Was it the guy from the underworld who chased him out?
He quickly realized that he was the master of casting spells and summoning souls!
The mysterious and unpredictable method is simply unheard of, and it is much cooler and more mysterious than the five-cent special effects shown on TV.
Zhang Kedao was so frightened that he forgot that he was in a soul state at this time. He didn't dare to breathe or move, for fear of attracting the other party's attention. He used a method that he couldn't figure out to control the other party's golden chicken and escape from the underworld.
The other party was angry at him for ruining the soul-calling business, but he had no words to defend and had no way to defend himself.
He just wanted to stay away from this kind of fatal trouble, and it would be better not to face him and thank him. He would never say thank you for a big favor.
A strong wind is like a wave, sweeping away the light soul.
The fuzzy palm wandered around in that area for a while, finding no clues, and finally disappeared without interest.
Zhang Kedao fled with the wind. It took him a long time to realize that the danger was over, and he dared to move at will. He easily escaped from the wind and fell towards the dark buildings with faint lights under the mountains on the right, which looked like a town.
As he got closer, Zhang Kedao couldn't help but laugh. The architecture in this place looked so retro.
Narrow stone streets, white walls and black tiles, overhanging eaves, carved beams and painted buildings, the highest wooden building is only two stories, and there are also a few coarse cloth covers used by ancient inns and restaurants to attract customers. Under the light of the swaying lanterns of the dead wind, it
There were some unknown characters written on the cover, but he didn't recognize it.
Is it some sloppy copycat film and television base?
Zhang Kedao fell into the air in the middle of the street and was level with the store plaque, and carefully identified it.
The square characters on it, as well as the plaque on the opposite side and the characters on the plaque of the neighboring shop, were clearly written with a brush and then carved and painted with tools. Each stroke seemed to have rules and regulations, but together they were different.
Can't recognize a single word.
What kind of magically modified Chinese characters is this?
A black dog emerged from the dog hole in the side yard, suddenly startled, and barked heartbreakingly into the air with its tail between its legs.
In an instant, as if a signal had been received, countless dogs began to bark in the small town, and the barking was extremely intense.
They want to tell the sleeping people that something dirty has invaded the town.
Zhang Kedao was confused and instinctively avoided the dark place. He felt something bad, which reminded him of the strange language accompanying the shadow of the palm before. He seemed to have come to a strange place similar to ancient China but not Chinese civilization.
The strange thing is that he can clearly understand the words of the soul caller in the underworld, but why does he change when he comes out?
How can he find his own body and return to the sun?
Even if there is some secret connection between his soul and body, it won't work. They are no longer in the same time and space.
Time waits for no one. Before the sun rises, he had better let his soul rest in peace, otherwise he will be in big trouble. According to the uncommon knowledge he learned as an amateur Taoist priest, if he cannot return the sun within three days, he will become a wanderer.
Lonely ghost.
And having to recuperate the sun every night will do great harm to his soul and body.
As he retreated, several more vague and dissatisfied curses were heard in the town, and the barking of dogs gradually subsided.
Zhang Kedao didn't understand the meaning of the curses at all. Based on his experience in college and society for many years, it was not one of the difficult-to-understand dialects in southern China.
There was a distant sound of banging, "Dong-dong, dong, dong!"
It was four tones, one slow and three fast, accompanied by an incomprehensible shout with an old and long tone.
Zhang Kedao carefully counted the repeated sound of the clock three times and sighed silently. The customs in this place were similar to those in ancient China. So, it was already the fourth watch and it was around 2:30 in the morning, so there was not much time left for him.
Zhang Kedao was so impatient that he recited "Qingxin Jue" silently three times in succession before calming down and thinking about countermeasures.
After a while, Zhang Kedao, unwilling to give up, decided to look ahead for the town.
This is a matter of life and death and cannot be taken lightly.