You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 5: Turbidity
Zuo Chen withdrew his hand, and the black gas that was still lingering on the palm of his hand quickly melted and dissipated under the burning of the pure white thunder, like spring snow in March.

He also looked at the turbid air in the palm of his hand and felt a little surprised.

In Zuo Chen's opinion, the gray and turbid air in the entire village was not as much as one of his fingers. He did not expect that there were so many evil spirits here.

Can such a small amount of foul air cause ghosts?
It’s easy for bad things to happen in the world of cultivation!
When he arrived here, he found that five or six gangsters had already died on the road, and another was in the process of dying.

The bald man had a turbid aura on his body, his eyes were red, and he was holding a knife and attacking himself. When he saw Zuo Chen, he started to chop at him.

His body was covered with wounds, and some of his internal organs were even exposed. It looked like a scene from a horror movie.

Zuo Chen blew away all the foul air from his body, then grabbed a handful of mud from the ground and filled the wound with it, then took out a talisman from the bamboo basket and stuck it on the wound, and the man came back to life.

Although still unconscious.

After doing all this, Zuo Chen walked quickly towards the center of the village, just in time to see the red-clothed ghost reaching out his hand towards a little girl and poking her eyes.

Then there was the previous scene.

When he withdrew his hand, the sneakiness had completely disappeared, leaving the little girl holding half of the yellow ball, stunned.

The little girl pointed at the disappeared female ghost, then pointed at Zuo Chen, and spoke incoherently:
"You? This? Me?"

What kind of skill is this! ?
The female ghost just now was full of sinister aura, only half as strong as the three incense sticks in the middle of the village. At first glance, she was the girl that the manager mentioned who destroyed the entire village.

As a result, it was smashed to pieces by a slap from this young Taoist priest who looked no more than twenty years old!
The big brother holding the butcher knife at that time didn’t have this ability!
The little girl swallowed.

This is meeting a master!
"Who are you? Why are you in this village?"

Zuo Chen was a little confused and didn't know why ordinary people would come to this weird place.

"My name is Caiyi. I was hired by the Bai Lao Society to deal with this ghost village. Something went wrong just now. If you, Taoist priest, hadn't come, I'm afraid I would have lost my life!"

The girl in colorful clothes patted her chest, exhaled a long breath, and then followed behind Zuo Chen with a smirk on her face, pinching the corner of Zuo Chen's clothes with her thumb and index finger:

"Master, can you take me away? I am not capable enough and it would be a disaster for me to stay here alone. You can't just stand by and watch me die! If you want money, we have it. If you want beauty..."

The little girl blinked her eyes and said, "I know an alley and can lead you there."

Zuo Chen burst out laughing.

This girl looks pretty and innocent, but she speaks in a ruffian-like manner. I don't know who she learned this from.

"Just follow me." Zuo Chen said.

Caiyi was overjoyed when she heard this.

The two were about to leave when Caiyi suddenly saw a hairpin on the ground.

This seems to have been dropped by the red-clothed ghost just now.

Caiyi stared at it and her saliva started to flow.

This is a treasure created by an evil spirit. God knows what kind of magical power it has!
Of course, Caiyi didn't dare to take it directly. She could only watch Zuo Chen reach out to pick up the hairpin on the ground and hold it in his hand.

"A sneaky person would actually drop such an evil thing." A flash of lightning appeared in Zuo Chen's hand, and the hairpin immediately turned into ashes and disappeared.

Caiyi: "???"

no! ?
How could you destroy the baby?
Even if you don't go to the city to sell this thing, you can still sell it for several hundred taels of silver!

Caiyi felt as if her heart was bleeding.

Zuo Chen didn't know what Caiyi was thinking. Seeing her strange expression, he asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing...nothing."

Caiyi couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth slightly.

Continuing to walk into the village, Caiyi did not dare to walk alone, and followed Zuo Chen carefully, like a cat.

After walking two steps along the path in the village, Caiyi suddenly felt that the scenery around her looked a little familiar. She plucked up the courage to stick her head out from behind Zuo Chen and look outside.

The elm table in the middle of the village and the three incense sticks on it made Caiyi's face turn green, and she seemed to be scared to death.

"Master...Master?! Why are you here?"

Caiyi stuttered, why did this Taoist priest come here to seek death?
There were more than ten of them and they couldn’t hold on just now, now can the Taoist priest do it alone?
As she glanced over, Caiyi suddenly discovered that the young man with his neck twisted 90 degrees behind the table was still standing there.

He was bleeding from all seven orifices and looked horrible, but his body was still able to move backwards, like a monster crawling out of a cemetery.

Caiyi shuddered and her face turned green and white.

However, Zuo Chen suddenly took a step forward, and before Caiyi could react, Zuo Chen had already reached the side of the young man.

He stretched out his hand, pressed it directly on the young man's head, and then twisted it.

"Crack!"

The young man's head was twisted back to its original position.

The young man seemed still dazed. He swayed unsteadily for a couple of times, then fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.

Zuo Chen withdrew his hand and nodded with satisfaction.

Of course, he couldn't save those who were already dead, but for those who were still alive, he could repair their external injuries and pass on a breath of innate true Qi to them, which basically saved their lives.

This move of his made Caiyi's eyes widen. She had only seen sneaky people twisting people's heads off, but she had never seen a living person twist a dead person's head back on.

Caiyi certainly didn't know that the young man on the ground was already alive. She just thought that the Taoist priest had acted decisively and instantly killed the unlucky guy who was already beyond help.

At this moment, Zuo Chen finally turned his attention to the three incense sticks on the table.

In his eyes, wisps of black air were slowly rising from the three incense sticks, and seemed to be slightly stronger than the resentment in the village.

But to Zuo Chen, it was just like a wisp of green smoke produced by a fire starter.

He had never seen such a miraculous move before, and with his spiritual energy, he didn't need to have seen it before.

With a casual slap downwards, the entire table and the incense altar were broken into two pieces, ash fell to the ground, and the fire quickly caught fire.

There seemed to be a faint scream in the air, and then it stopped abruptly.

As Yu Caiyi saw, it seemed as if a breeze suddenly blew through the entire village, blowing away the anxiety in her heart and the gloomy colors around her.

The dark clouds dispersed and the blue sky remained.

The dilapidated houses and tombstones in the deserted village were covered with moss, but there were sounds of insects and birds chirping. The silent dead place now became no different from a long pine stream by the roadside. The only thing left was the dog skin hanging at the entrance of the village, silently telling what had happened in the village.

Zuo Chen withdrew his hand and shook his wrist.

He just felt resistance.

Very, very weak resistance.

This pot of incense... does it have an owner?
Caiyi swallowed her saliva, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

With such great skills, if I could learn a few tricks from him, wouldn't I be able to dominate Qingzhou City?
Just as she was about to get close to Zuo Chen to flatter him, Caiyi suddenly found that the young man who had been twisted back by Zuo Chen just now was hit.

Climbing up from the ground:

"Oh, what's wrong with me?"

Caiyi: "???"

“What the hell!?!”

……

There is a small town outside Qingzhou City. The town is dead and gloomy. The townspeople usually go home immediately after farming and light three incense sticks in their homes.

If someone forgets this, new people will move into his house the next day, and the original residents will disappear, and no one will know where they are.

There is a temple in the center of the town. Inside the temple there is a young man with a handsome face and two red spots on the corners of his eyes. There are many incense burners around him, and there are three incense sticks in each burner.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the incense altar in front of him.

"Click."

Cracked.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, with doubt in his eyes:
"Someone broke my corpse incense?"

(End of this chapter)