Lord of the Divine Show

"Director Heihe, you are finally here!"

A large group of people suddenly came out from the manor. The leader was a wealthy old man holding a jade rosary, followed by several maids and servants, with Zhang Tiezhong guarding them.

When the old man saw the Taoist priest descending from the sky, he hurriedly greeted him with excitement on his face: "I have been waiting for the Taoist priest for many days!"

As soon as Zhong Shenxiu said this, the Confucian scholar next to him snorted coldly, obviously understanding that he was being used as a 'spare tire'.

When this family encounters trouble, they naturally go to a Taoist they know well as soon as possible.

It seemed that this man had something to do and had been delayed for a while. The family had no choice but to find other strange people to come.

"He Weng, please don't be busy. Let Pindao meet a few fellow Taoists first."

Taoist Heihe greeted He Weng with a smile, looked at Zhong Shenxiu, the Confucian scholar, and the monk, and saluted: "I am a poor Taoist, Heihe, I have met you all."

"Xianyunzi, I'm passing by here and coming to stay overnight." Zhong Shenxiu replied with a smile.

"Lu Jianping, I have been traveling here and heard that this family is in trouble, so I came here to help." The young Confucian scholar was just not angry with He Weng for using him as a spare tire. Seeing a Taoist priest with real magic power, the etiquette was still very complete.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Yuankong, once made a great wish to beg alms from all directions, build a Buddhist temple for the Buddha, and cast a golden body!"

Monk Yuankong clasped his hands together, looking very honest and honest.

"We are destined to meet a few Taoist friends. It just so happens that the old man has a family problem, and the poor Taoist thinks that he is alone and unable to support himself. Please give me a helping hand."

Taoist Priest Heihe smiled.

"The reason why I hang up my sword and travel is to hoe the strong, support the weak, and slay demons. As scholars, we have great righteousness in our hearts, so it is our duty to do so."

Lu Jianping cupped his hands and said.

"I wonder what happened to Heweng's family?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked playfully.

"Alas, it's a misfortune for our family."

He Weng covered his face and said, "I have no shame to tell you, so I'd better let Zhang Tiezhong tell you."

He coughed twice, turning the jade beads in his hand, and was helped back to the backyard by the maid.

Zhang Tiezhong smiled bitterly and said, "Everyone, please come with me."

He invited the four of them to a small closed courtyard and sighed: "This was originally the residence of the Lord's most beloved granddaughter. Miss Mei Rui was twenty-eight years old, beautiful and intelligent, and extremely filial... But a year ago, Unexpectedly, she was found to be pregnant... The master was furious and tortured the maid serving the young lady on the spot, but he couldn't find out why."

"Later, I asked the lady again, and she only said that a handsome young man comes to meet me every night..."

"Be bold!"

Lu Jianping shouted angrily: "This must be the work of a demon, using the technique of the Yin spirit to leave the body, to steal fragrance and jade..."

He had seen many such stories in country journals and novels.

"Wait a minute... isn't it true that some martial arts expert climbed over the wall at night?" Taoist Master Heihe suddenly said.

"It should be noted that although the Yin God's method of leaving the body can also be used to steal incense and jade, it is not a flesh and blood body after all. How can it be possible to conceive? Unless it is not the Yin God, but the Yuan Shen!"

Zhong Shenxiu explained.

"It's absolutely impossible. From that day on, the martial arts masters and I waited outside the lady's door day and night to prevent anyone from entering, but still...sigh."

Zhang Tiezhong sighed, obviously this happened, and his nursing home was disgraced.

"And after that?"

Monk Yuankong proclaimed the name of Buddha and asked one question.

"Then... Miss Mei Rui died. This was definitely not an order from the Lord, but she committed suicide when she was ten months pregnant..."

A look of fear appeared on Zhang Tiezhong's face: "Although the Lord and others were sad, they could only prepare for the funeral. However... on the first seven days, that night... thunder fell from the sky and hit the coffin. The coffin cracked, and the sound of a baby crying came from it..."

Lu Jianping was horrified: "Coffin?"

If it was a demon swordsman before, it is now in the category of ghost stories.

"Exactly..."

Zhang Tiezhong looked fearful: "That night, several maids and servants died for no reason... We suspected that there was a grudge baby at work, so the Lord invited the Taoist Master Heihe to bring out the talisman left by Master Heihe, and sealed the house, so that everything was safe, but You can still hear the crying coming from the courtyard every night.”

"In other words... this courtyard is still the scene of the murder?"

Zhong Shenxiu asked with a smile.

"Exactly!" Zhang Tiezhong nodded.

"What do you think?" Taoist Master Heihe looked at the three of them.

"Amitabha, since you have been wronged, you should redeem yourself." Monk Yuankong clasped his hands together in a solemn form.

"This baby has a strange origin. Although he is somewhat innocent, he is no longer innocent when he harms others." Lu Jianping also said.

"Since everyone said so, I have no objection."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled and completely went with the flow.

"Then I'll let Pindao first set up a formation around the courtyard to isolate the inside and outside and block the evil spirits. Then a few of us will take action to enter the small courtyard to exorcise demons. How about that?"

Taoist Master Heihe said so.

"Very good."

Zhong Shenxiu had no objection, and followed a few others to bury some array plates and small flags in the corner of the small courtyard wall.

When he took it over, he casually explored it and found that the formation flags were very crude and could not be regarded as magic weapons, but just ordinary objects with some talismans engraved on them.

After the arrangement was completed, Taoist Heihe said in high spirits: "It is noon, under the three suns, all evil spirits are retreating, and there are also Pindao formations to help. Don't be afraid, follow our way to kill demons and eliminate demons!"

He rode the black wind and came to the door of the small courtyard. When he saw the broken yellow talisman paper, he couldn't help but smile and reached out to lift it up.

Click!

The courtyard door opened, and a cold wind blew in. The cold wind was bone-chilling, making people shiver.

"How come this place has become a hellish place?"

Taoist Heihe stepped into the courtyard, holding a whisk in his right hand, and kept calculating with his left hand: "If this continues for a few more years, there may be an evil spirit coming out. What's going on?"

Zhong Shenxiu saw that the courtyard was in ruins, and occasionally there were a few dead bones wearing servant clothes. They were obviously killed by coffins that day.

He looked up at the sky and saw a dark cloud that had drifted in at some point, blocking the three-wheeled sun and casting a frightening shadow.

In the hall facing the courtyard, the sound of chanting suddenly came.

The group of people looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, Zhong Shenxiu walked into the mourning hall with his hands behind his back.

The coffin was torn apart, corpses were everywhere, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated.

In the middle of the hall, on a futon, there is a young monk beating wooden fish and reciting scriptures.

He has red lips and white teeth, warm eyes, and an ancient well, which vaguely exudes a sense of great peace.

When Monk Yuankong saw this person, he immediately fell to the ground: "This is not a monster, this is... a son of Buddha!"

"Hey, don't be fooled."

Zhong Shenxiu suddenly shouted loudly.

Lu Jianping felt dizzy for a moment, then looked again and saw that the young monk had a stern look on his face, and the Buddha string on his chest was made of shrunken skulls.

What he is holding is a human bone, and he is beating a wooden fish made of heavenly spirit bones!