In the following days, Taoist Simu and Chu Yun rested during the day and drove at night, traveling through mountains and ridges. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived outside a small city on the border of Yun Province.

During this period, Five Thunder Palm Chu Yun has been studying and has gradually figured out the way. When the internal force is running at full strength, there will be a slight feeling of heat in the palm of the hand.

According to Taoist Master Four Eyes, he has already entered the door, and if he can generate thunder in his palms in the next step, he will be considered successful.

On the night of the fourth day, the moonlight was like water and the cold wind blew.

In a barren mountain, Chu Yun and Taoist Priest Simu were sitting on the ground, simply eating some dry food.

The food of most people in this era is always not good, but Chu Yun does not count. He has money and is willing to spend it. This time he brought a lot of cakes and dried meat when he went out, so that he would not wrong himself.

"There is a small village going forward, and that is the last one."

While tearing the meat strips, Taoist priest Simu shrank his body into the brocade jacket, took a breath, and said lazily.

The mountain wind at night was very chilly. On the first day of the journey, Chu Yun picked out a fleece jacket for each of them to keep warm at night.

Coupled with the warmth emanating from the campfire at this time, Taoist Priest Simu couldn't help but feel a little sleepy after resting all day.

Hearing this, Chu Yun nodded, swallowed the pastry in his hand, and glanced at the walking corpse on one side.

After three days, they had sent most of their patrons to the master's house, and now only the last one of the previously large team of zombies remained.

According to Taoist Priest Four Eyes, once the male corpse is delivered tonight, it will take them at most another day to reach Taoist Priest Four Eyes' residence.

"It's finally here," Chu Yun clapped his hands to brush off the cake residue, tightened his fleece clothes tightly, and said with a smile: "Uncle, would you like to take a break after eating? I think you are a little sleepy."

"Don't rest anymore, hurry up and get on your way, there's still business to be busy with."

Taoist Priest Simu waved his hand, stuffed the last bit of dried meat into his mouth, stood up, took off his brocade jacket and put it away carefully, "Ayun, let's go!"

Chu Yun nodded, stood up and put out the bonfire.

"The Yin people go on the road, the Yang people give way!"

In the night wind, a ringtone suddenly sounded...

…

Xujiacun has been haunted recently...

Every night, on the stage in the center of the village, there was the sound of women singing operas. The sounds were melodious and melodious, and could be heard all over the village. It disturbed the whole village and made people panic.

The villagers who have relatives outside have all hid away, and those who have no relatives can only cling to the one-third of an acre of land in the village and live in fear all day long.

It's not that the villagers don't want to leave, but that for many villagers who face the loess and turn their backs to the sky, they were born and raised here and have no skills other than farming. If they go out, they will just starve to death.

Fortunately, on the third day after the female ghost appeared, a Taoist priest came to the village. He claimed to be Maoshan Hu Zhenren. He wore a Taoist robe and held a compass and mahogany sword. He set up several magic circles in the village, saying that it could protect Xujia Village from worries.

As expected, the female ghost did not cause trouble again that night.

For a time, all the villagers regarded Master Hu as a real immortal and worshiped him.

Master Hu was also very righteous. After setting up the formation, he took no money and left Xujiacun the next day.

But what everyone in Xujiacun didn't expect was that a few days after Hu Zhenren left, the sound of singing came again from the village stage, and this time it was even more outrageous, it actually turned into a male and female chorus...

I'm afraid it won't turn into a chorus if this continues...

This frightened the villagers of Xujia Village, who had not lived a stable life for a few days, and quickly sent people to the town to ask experts to do it.

Coincidentally, Master Hu was wandering around the town and had dealt with many haunted incidents in recent days. When the villagers who went to inquire about it, they felt extremely happy and hurriedly invited Master Hu over again.

In the dilapidated mud house of the old village chief of Xujia Village, Chu Yun and Taoist Priest Simu were sitting on bamboo stools, drinking water while listening to the gray-haired old man with ridges on his face and a stooped body describing the recent events in Xujia Village.

things.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for sending Wen Hu's body back. Today is the day for Hu Zhenren to do this. If Taoist Priest is not in a hurry, you can stay a little longer."

The old village chief's beard and hair were all white. His white beard trembled when he spoke, and his eyes were cloudy.

After saying that, he stood up shakily and said, "Please take a break, I'll go out and collect money for the Taoist priest. Alas, although Master Hu is unwilling to accept the money, his disciples are not. Besides, I

How can Xujiacun ask people to do it without giving them money? It’s just that these days are getting harder and harder every day.”

Crunch!

As the old village chief went out and closed the door behind him, Taoist Priest Simu put down the tea cup in his hand and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "Ayun, let's go later and meet this Maoshan Hu Zhenren first."

"Uncle, it's your decision."

Chu Yun smiled, drank the tea in one gulp, and played with the tea cup in his hand.

The old village chief was quite interesting. What he said just now was half-truth and half-false. He and Taoist Master Simu were obviously kept here not only for them to watch, but also because they were clearly worried about Master Hu and wanted to take advantage of them.

Distinguish whether the Taoist priest is real or fake.

However, Chu Yun didn't point it out. He also wanted to see who Master Hu was...

At noon, Chu Yun and Taoist Master Simu had just had lunch, when the village suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums.

Listening to the movement, Chu Yun couldn't help but smile a little.

After waiting for so long, it’s finally here...

As soon as he stepped out of the room with Taoist Master Four Eyes, he met a man. He didn't know what the old village chief said to him, but he looked full of awe.

"Taoist, the village chief invites you to come over."

Chu Yun nodded and said with a smile: "I know, you lead the way."

Following the big man to the center of the village, the place was already crowded with onlookers, all surrounding the dilapidated stage in the center.

An altar has been set up on the stage, and in front of the altar stands a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, who is obviously the Maoshan Hu Zhenren mentioned by the old village chief.

At this time, Master Hu's face was solemn, and he was closing his eyes and concentrating in front of the altar, seeming to be preparing for the next ritual ceremony.

Behind him stood two rows of eight people, all wearing light blue robes. They should be some of his disciples.

"How about it, Uncle Master, are you from Maoshan?"

Chu Yun and Taoist Master Simu did not get too close and took a look from a distance.

"I don't know him," Taoist Master Simu shook his head, "But there are many disciples in Maoshan, maybe I have never seen them before. Let's take a look first."

At noon, Master Hu on the stage opened his eyes and scanned everyone in the audience one by one. When he saw Chu Yun and Taoist Master Simu, his eyes paused slightly.

The next moment, he suddenly picked up the peach wood sword on the altar, held a sword flower in the air, and at the same time picked up a talisman paper with his right hand and threw it up high. The moment the talisman paper fell, the peach wood sword fell from the talisman.

The paper passes through it.

Suddenly, the fire suddenly burst out...

"Pretend to be a ghost."

The originally serious demeanor of Taoist Priest Simu returned to his lazy look, and he was very disdainful of these little tricks.

"really."

Chu Yun smiled faintly.

Ordinary people can also do this technique. They only need to apply white phosphorus on the talisman paper in advance, and it will ignite with a little friction under the sunlight.

What he saw clearly just now was that there were dots of white light on the talisman thrown out by Master Hu...

As Master Hu lit the talisman paper, his movements became faster and faster, his feet stepped on the gang steps, his mahogany sword danced, and his figure moved around on the stage.

And the eight disciples behind him suddenly started to move. In the blink of an eye, they formed innate gossip and surrounded the entire stage...

The next moment, a dark wind suddenly blew up in the blue sky, and at the same time, a strange female voice sounded from the stage.

"The moonlight melts into the night...

The flowers are silent in spring...

How to face Hao Soul...
Chapter completed!