"Wait, I'll do it." Huang Fang took out three Taoist talismans painted with red talismans from a small yellow pocket embroidered with gold edges on her waist, and then flipped her hand, and a palm-sized Bagua mirror naturally appeared. A golden light emitted from the center of the Bagua mirror and hit the three Taoist talismans. The Taoist talismans flashed with a slight yellow light at all times as if they were excited.

"Stimulate! The spirit of the house-guarding house, Miaomiao Hongbo." Huang Fang held up his left hand, and three yellow talismans floated slowly from her palms, and then shot yellow lines from each other in the air to form a small inverted triangle shape. This is a very difficult small combined Taoist technique. Chu Xiao took a look at the triangle Taoist technique in the air and knew that it was a combined Taoist technique. It seems that this girl Huang has a good talent in talisman technique.

Generally, Maoshan Taoist priests use single talismans when casting spells. After all, a single talisman consumes little and simple casting. Combining talismans should be very difficult for cultivators who are still in the blood refining mirror, but seeing Huang Fang's ease, it is obvious that she is still very talented in this regard.

Three Taoist talismans with yellow light summoned a phantom from the air, and looked like a strong man with black beard. He saw him holding a bowl in his left hand, a dragon in his inner body, and a water-spraying hand with water, a gurgling clear spring gathered from the dark clouds in the sky to form a huge water ball. The water ball was hugged by the strong man and gently ripped it up, and a surging wave of water gushed from top to bottom, as if sweeping away the corpse energy in the entire villa like a huge wave.

Then Huang Fang flipped it with one hand, and the three Taoist talismans that had been exhausted with all their power were spontaneously burning and disappeared into the air: "Brother Jian, you can go in." Before the others could speak, Chu Xiao murmured on the side: "It's unreasonable, Taoist techniques all look so cool. Is it the only way for the Legalists to move their mouths?"

Zhang Jian gave Chu Xiao a blank look. This guy is just a snake swallowing an elephant in a lack of human heart.

Zhang Jian turned around and pushed open the copper door of the villa. Inside the copper door was a small path paved with pebbles. Rows of tall toon trees were planted on both sides of the gravel road. The tall canopy covered the sunlight and made the path entering look gloomy.

Following the path, there is an open and flat open-air lawn. A circle of European-style floors are paved in the middle of the lush lawn. There is a standard-sized swimming pool. On both sides of the pool are rows of original straw sheds to set up rest pavilions and artificial sun umbrellas. If there are not a few extremely dry corpses in the pool, the sparkling water surface makes people pleasing to the eye.

A few broken tables by the swimming pool fell to the ground, and various cocktails were scattered on the white floor, which looked particularly eye-catching. The speakers I flipped into, black scratches, and a few torn swimsuits were quietly attached to the ground. Everything here seemed to be ravaged by the claws of evil beasts.

Zhang Jian walked to a corpse and gently put it over with his hands. This was a corpse of a young and strong man. The hair on his face was still vaguely. He looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, and his eyes were huge, as if he had seen something incredible. Zhang Jian shook his head to everyone behind him and said, "It's no help, the blood in his body has dried up, and it looks like he has been dead for more than an hour."

As an old detective who has been on the front line for many years, Luo Yu naturally touched the neck of the corpse. The touch on his skin was a little cold, as if it was frozen: "The body temperature of the body seems to be very low, which doesn't look like he is dying here."

Zhang Jian shook his head. As a warrior, he had a keen intuition to perceive life. As a doctor who studies human bodies, it is impossible to make a mistake in the death of a corpse: "Of course this is not a normal death, but rather it seems like a zombie was sucked dry with blood. As for the reason why his whole body was cold, it should be because the yin energy entered the body." As he said that, he shone the two blood holes on the neck of the corpse to show Luo Yu.

"Okay. What should I do now?" Luo Yu's views have been broken in the past few days, and his acceptance of abnormal events has been greatly improved.

"Let's put all the corpses away and cremate them first to prevent the corpse from changing." Huang Fang said sadly. So many scattered corpses made the little girl who was not very familiar with the world feel a little confused. Master Yongjie, behind her, folded his hands together and whispered: "Amitabha."

In a short while, thirty corpses were dragged over from every corner of the swimming pool by Zhang Jian and the others. Huang Fang and Master Yongjie closed their eyes and sang, and strange dark texts emerged from their mouths, just like invisible sounds turning into thoughtful words.

These words formed gray chains and kept surrounding them one by one on the hill where corpses were piled up. The fine Mingwen on the chains began to gradually flashed with black light with the sound of the two chanting. These black lights not only had no strange aura, but instead emitted a silence, eternal and heavy aura, as if they were returning to the mother of the earth.

Seeing Zhang Jian’s doubts, Chu Xiao whispered to answer the doubts: “This is the ancient chanting of Thick Earth Crazy Reincarnation, a verse used to worship the dead and pray for rebirth. Some of the so-called Ten Wheels of Ksitigarbha Sutra and the Sutra of the Heavenly Venerable of Saving Suffering the Suffering Heavenly Venerables that we often say in the past have no effect.”

"?" Zhang Jian tilted his head in confusion. The Ksitigarbha Sutra was the power of heaven and earth that shouted "Hell is not empty and will not be a Buddha." The scriptures he passed down were actually fake?

"It's not fake, it's useless." Chu Xiao scratched his head. In fact, he himself didn't know what was going on. The older the scriptures could be used in this world. The more later the scriptures appeared, they had no effect: "I don't know this. Maybe the name Dizang was made up by later generations."

Zhang Jian did not ask further. He just lowered his head and thought carefully. Although the Lotus Body Protection Method he practiced now does not introduce Ksitigarbha, a legendary figure in Buddhism, the Lotus Body Protection Method mentioned various distinctive lotus body condensed by the power of heaven and earth for reference. One of them is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's lotus body-mandala Six Paths of Dharma Lotus. This shows that Ksitigarbha hope should exist.

As the sound of chanting gradually faded, a group of evil ghosts who were entangled with resentment suddenly appeared on the mountain of corpses twisted by shriveled corpses.

I saw black chains flashing with quiet light quickly locking the group of evil ghosts covered by resentment above the corpses. The imprisoned evil ghosts kept twisting unconsciously, and powerful resentment continued to emerge from their torn mouths. The resentment formed like a thick ink dripping water to impact the chain's bondage.

Master Yongjie's expression changed slightly. He immediately dipped his fingertips into some cinnabar and wrote an ancient Sanskrit on his palm. Then he saw him folding his hands together and chanting the scriptures silently. Circles of powerful Buddha power radiated from the master's hands, like gentle spring breeze blowing on everyone's body, full of warm and comfortable breath.

The Buddha's light was like ripples splashing from running water and stirred up with the evil spirit's resentment. Slowly, the evil ghost, whose originally ferocious expression, slowly softened his face, even though his distorted face looked much more charitable.

"Calend!" Huang Fang's Bagua Mirror in her hand seemed to have a golden light, and a group of evil ghosts enveloped the evil ghosts. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the space of the Bagua Mirror. After receiving all the resentful ghosts into the Bagua Mirror, Huang Fang's mouth slightly raised, and her mood obviously improved.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!