Wandering in the world of martial arts

Chapter 223 Second Night

The inference of this hallucination, he felt very likely.

However, it cannot be ruled out that this is not a supernatural phenomenon.

For it is also possible that the hallucinations experienced by these victims were themselves caused by something supernatural.

In this case, it can also explain why only those monks were fine, and everyone else had an accident.

Dharma is the nemesis of these ghosts.

By the way, if it is as expected, tonight, that Priest Haixuan should hold a vigil.

He can play by ear.

If Taoist Master Haixuan wasn't tall enough, he might as well leave early. Anyway, he still had three days left, so he could find something else to do.

An hour later, Wu Chen investigated some more things, and finally returned to the Zhang family's mansion somewhat belatedly.

When he came back, he found that the courtyard was quite busy.

Several servants are surrounding the middle, setting up an incense table.

Candles, offerings, magic instruments, musical instruments, talisman paper, lamps, etc., there are many things.

Among them, there are two new faces that I have never seen before, and they may be newly recruited today.

The person in charge of the command was a young Taoist priest with a young face, probably only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Seeing Wu Chen leaning over to observe, the two wives immediately started chatting again.

"Didn't you leave, I didn't expect to have the face to come back!"

"What are you doing back here! At night, when the Taoist priest makes a move, the ghost will naturally be captured. What use are you for?"

But this time, Wu Chen didn't even look at the two of them.

He just walked up to old servant Yang and asked aloud, "Wu Lang, why don't you see Wu Lang?"

"Wu Lang went to boil water and waited for Priest Haixuan to take a bath." Old servant Yang explained.

Wu Chen said "Oh" and didn't speak anymore, just watching from the sidelines.

After a while, Zhang Yuanwai walked over hand in hand with a long-bearded middle-aged man in a cyan Taoist robe and a high crown.

Wu Chen made a special observation.

There was a scabbard pinned to this long man's waist. He walked steadily and looked calm. There was still a little water vapor on his hair, which should have just been bathed.

"Master Daoist, I will trouble you tonight. Mortals of my generation are really powerless to do anything about such ghosts, otherwise I wouldn't bother Daoist Master all the way." Zhang Yuanwai held the ceremony very respectfully.

"Benefactor Zhang is polite, it's just a trivial matter, no matter what kind of sneaky thing it is, as long as it dares to show up tonight, the poor Taoist will completely eradicate it!"

This Taoist Haixuan, the voice is not loud, but reveals strong self-confidence.

"Master, the incense table here has been set up." The young Taoist also went to greet the master at this time.

"Okay, you should go take a shower and cleanse yourself, try to hurry up, it's getting dark already." Daoist Haixuan instructed his disciples.

Night gradually began to fall.

After finishing the incense table, the servants had already dispersed.

When it was completely dark, in the entire courtyard, apart from Daoist Haixuan and his disciples, only Zhang Yuanwai and Wu Chen were still there.

"Benefactor Zhang, it's getting late, you can go back and rest on your own. I want to see what kind of sneaky thing this is, dare to make trouble in your house!" Taoist Master Haixuan said lightly.

"Then I will trouble the Taoist priest." Zhang Yuanwai said another thank you.

"By the way, who is this little friend?"

But at this time, seeing Wu Chen still staying by the side, Priest Haixuan couldn't help asking.

"Oh, he is the nursing home I invited, how about letting him watch the night with the two priests tonight?" Zhang Yuanwai said.

Daoist Haixuan hesitated for a moment.

He didn't seem to really want to keep Wu Chen here.

"Daoist, don't worry, I won't get in the way. If there is any job of serving tea and water, I can also help you." Wu Chen took the initiative.

"Okay, then you can stay, but you don't get close to the incense table, just patrol around."

Priest Haixuan probably saw that Wu Chen's attitude was rather polite, so he didn't refuse.

After Zhang Yuanwai went back to his room to rest, it was still early at night, and Wu Chen originally planned to ask this Taoist priest Haixuan for more information about this world.

But this Taoist Haixuan has a rather arrogant attitude, and it seems that he has no intention of talking to him.

Wu Chen said a few words, got bored, and stopped talking.

Time passed slowly.

Priest Haixuan has been sitting on the stool next to the incense table.

At first, he was still observing the situation around him, but in the end, maybe he felt too bored, so he simply closed his eyes and rested, only opening them once in a while.

His disciple couldn't sit still, sometimes he would stand up and walk around the courtyard.

Wu Chen's mind was also a little messy at this time.

There was unconcealed worry in his eyes.

That ghost presses the bed, will he come tonight?
He wasn't very worried about the ghost press itself.

When pressed, it feels really bad and scary.

But he's been through it once.

He once had the experience of successfully resisting the ghost press, and he believed that if the ghost press dared to find him, he could deal with it calmly.

What he was really worried about was what caused the ghost to press the bed.

That's what's really scary.

It's a pity that he can't make a complete inference with the evidence he has now.

Hope to get more useful information tonight.

Another hour passed.

The night was as cool as water, with dark clouds covering half the moon.

By this time, it was probably midnight.

The candle on the incense table was extinguished by a gust of cold wind, and the young Taoist immediately relit the candle.

The light of these candles, although weak, has a strange calming effect on people's hearts.

After the young Taoist finished all this, he seemed a little sleepy.

He yawned a few times, as if he wanted to find something to do to relieve his sleepiness.

"Master, disciple, can I go and make you a bowl of hot tea?" He looked at Taoist Priest Haixuan and whispered.

However, Daoist Haixuan sat there with his eyes closed, without any response, as if he had settled down deeply.

The young Taoist didn't get a response, so after thinking about it, he decided to boil water and make tea first.

Wu Chen naturally came to help.

"Are you sleepy?" Wu Chen asked him.

"Not sleepy!" The young Taoist immediately shook his head loudly, wanting to show that he was still in good spirits.

Wu Chen was not sure whether he was normally sleepy or abnormally sleepy.

After thinking about it, I didn't say much for the time being.

Let's observe first.

After a while, the young Taoist boiled the water, took out some tea leaves, soaked them in a bowl, and walked towards Taoist Priest Haixuan.

"Master, the tea is ready, drink some." He said aloud.

Priest Haixuan didn't reply.

"Master? Master?" The young Taoist whispered repeatedly from the side, but Taoist Haixuan still didn't respond at all.

The young Taoist was a little helpless, he put down the tea bowl, feeling that the master was in a deep sleep.

But at this moment, Wu Chen felt something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)