Qingyue Temple

The good and evil people who were chased by Jie Lei ran wildly all the way, jumping around amidst the crackling lightning, running and running, and unexpectedly saw the traces of human beings in the wilderness of Qingyue Mountain.

The old monster Earth Sha shouted: "There is someone in front! It seems to be an ordinary person!"

Why can you tell they are ordinary people at a glance, because those people look like some scientific research institutions, they are going out to collect experimental materials, and they are also carrying strange instruments and kites, as if they are collecting props for thunder and lightning.

The old monster who was running to the point of death asked, "What are they doing?"

The ghost operator said with a strange expression: "They are collecting tribulation mines."

puff.

Both good and evil almost sprayed.

Knowing the good and the evil in the modern history of human science, you know the story of Franklin using a kite to lead lightning to collect electricity, but these old monsters are just used as a joke.

The power of thunder and heaven and earth, do you know that the day you went to collect it, was it ordinary thunder or tribulation thunder?

Ordinary mines are fine, but what if you receive tribulation mines, hehe.

...It's just that I never expected that the thing that was dismissed as a joke back then would actually be staged before my eyes.

Looking at the huge kite, current collector, and the white coats working near the strange equipment, while everyone was twitching, a few big words flashed in their minds in unison.

The ghost operator suddenly restricted the sound transmission to his companions: [Jie Lei is likely to avoid these ordinary people, let's try to go to them, if Jie Lei can't be avoided, use them to block the thunder! 】

The evil Taoists immediately glanced at each other, with a clear understanding in their hearts.

Just like the story in the ancient story books, when some goblins avoid thunder disasters, they often hide in the homes of ordinary people. It is true that robbery thunders are not very good at hitting ordinary people.

Because mortals are among the five elements and do not act against the heavens, they are good citizens who follow the rules. When the police catch bad guys, they have to worry about taking hostages, right?

After reaching a tacit understanding, the evil ways suddenly accelerated, and suddenly opened the distance from the righteous people, and rushed towards the group of ordinary people in front.

Master Mi Kong instantly realized what was wrong with them, and shouted, "Where are you going? Don't trouble ordinary people!"

The evil ways held their magic weapons and moved forward, thinking that these righteous people had a hole in their brains, and they were about to be struck to death by lightning, who cares about not hurting ordinary people.

"Chasing!" Master Qingyi suppressed his injuries, and took the lead to catch up.

However, the development of things is different from what people of good and evil think.

When a group of people approached within a hundred meters of the field research group, a fan-shaped red light suddenly flashed in front of them, and the red light radiated around them, and everyone froze.

The evil ones seem to have stepped into the quagmire of the soul, and the body is still trying to rush forward in inertia, but the soul has been pulled by something and stopped.

The same is true for righteous ones, but unlike evil ones, because they don't have a body, they also feel an inexplicable suction, as if they want to drag them where to go.

Both good and evil said in shock at the same time, and even suspected each other:

"what happened!?"

"Could it be that someone deliberately ambushed me?"

This kind of ambush is not very powerful, but it is undoubtedly fatal, because there are Jie Lei chasing after them!

In the past, it took a little effort to break free from the shackles. At this juncture, the ruthless Jie Lei obviously didn't intend to give them this time.

"Boom——" Lei Guang, who was chasing after him like a hyena, pounced on him instantly after the two paths of good and evil stopped, "—Crack!"

The lightning was like a net under the cover, and the flashing electric light connected everyone together like a chain.

Almost instantly, two of the eight evil spirits who were still alive fell under the lightning, and the remaining six, including the ghost operator, also fell from the magic weapon, falling to the ground and unable to get up.

And the righteous ones who were also seriously injured, without Daoist Qingyi's flying sword to block the lightning, also fell into the same fate as the evil ones.

Ghost operator spat out blood, as if he couldn't figure out where his mistake was, he was a little dazed.

The eyes of the old monster Earth Sha and the others were cracked, and they wanted to look up to see what was plotting against them, but found that the primordial spirit suddenly moved involuntarily, as if attracted by a force of attraction, from the body that was severely injured and on the verge of death Breaking away from the middle, along with the righteous people, was sucked into the midair.

The evil ones were shocked. Although the suction was not strong, they could break free as long as they exerted a little force in the past, but now they didn't have the strength to break free, so they could only follow the suction and drift all the way to the group of strange people. white coat.

"I caught it, I caught it! Is it really a monster? It's not the same as the weasel caught by the director a few days ago..."

monster?Director?weasel?

What are these things?

The people of good and evil who were killed by the terrifying thunderstorm one after another, only had time to hear this passage before they were sucked into a strange instrument and plunged into darkness.

[Who are you?Where did it come from? ] Master Mi Kong was the last one to be sucked in. He still had a little bit of strength left, struggling to communicate with the white coats in front of him, but the buzzing red light around him seemed to form a strange magnetic field, pulling his The energy emitted by the sound is also absorbed.

Communication failed, and after repeatedly confirming that the people in front of him were really ordinary humans, the real Mi Kong, who was a little speechless, had to admit that all this was actually true.

At this moment, Mi Kong suddenly received a voice transmission from the real person who was good at divination.

【Mi Kong, I figured that you would have an accident, but I haven't been able to get in touch with you, nor can I get in touch with Qingyi.How are you doing?What happened? 】

Because of the shattering of his natal flying sword, Master Qingyi helped them resist the thunderstorm many times. After being struck by the last thunderbolt, he immediately fell into a coma and was sucked into the container just now.

There is no time to say more, under the interference of the red light, Mi Kong used the last energy to transmit sound, hoping to break through the interference in this area: [Meet... Jie, caught by Pu...]

When the energy was exhausted, Mi was sucked into the instrument before he could finish his empty words.

[Mi empty?Mi empty! 】

……

"It's moving!" Looking at the screen of the somewhat laborious instrument, light dot feedback gradually appeared, one, two, three... The researchers immediately cheered.

A kind of researchers led by Fang Mu regarded the evil people who were chased and beaten by Jie Lei just now as goblins who crossed the robbery.

The quality of these goblin souls was beyond expectations. Just now, the instrument had issued a red warning. I thought it would be impossible, but unexpectedly, with a flash of thunder, all the red warnings turned green.

Those tribulation thunders helped them.

Fang Mu, who has been debugging next to the instrument, stared intently at the capture feedback on the screen.

But there are more and more feedbacks. It is obvious that they only saw eight figures just now. Now there are more than a dozen soul light points that are fed back, and each of them is stronger than the souls that have been studied before, and the quality is almost More than a million times of ordinary souls poured in all at once, almost bursting out of the instrument.

The instrument has started to become unstable.

Fortunately, those things were severely injured by the thunderbolt, and they were confused. Fang Mu continued to debug with a blank face, using various researches to deal with the magnetic field interference of ghosts, trying to weaken the soul response in the instrument and reduce their sensitivity to the instrument. harm.

At this time, the researcher who was doing some recording work suddenly joked: "We collect the goblins who have crossed the tribulation, will they not be struck by their tribulation lightning?"

His joke reminded everyone. They looked up and found that the thunder and lightning in the sky were still there. They couldn't help being surprised and looked at Fang Mu.

Fang Mu's eyes were calm, and in the eyes of everyone's expectation, his tone was also calm and authentic: "Let's talk after we split."

Everyone cheered for the boss's calmness, but just after the words fell, the thunder and lightning in the clouds seemed to lock on the target, and suddenly flashed in shock, aiming at Fang Mu from the sky.

In an instant, it hit the top of Fang Mu's head.

The thick thunder light suddenly appeared, like a long sword that tore apart the sky and the earth. In the blink of an eye, it had already crossed the distance and pierced Fang Mu's head.

"what!"

"Boss, run away!"

"Thunder!!"

Everyone in Fang Mu's research institute did not expect to see this thrilling scene, and immediately screamed, wanting Fang Mu to avoid it quickly.

Fang Mu was stabilizing the vibration in the instrument, he didn't raise his head at all, and he couldn't notice the lightning that had reached above his head.

"boom--"

Amidst the screams of everyone, the Jielei that had already reached Fang Mu's head suddenly turned around and struck at his feet.

With a sound of "crack, rub", the thunder exploded on the ground at his feet, just passing Fang Mu, and Fang Mu, who had adjusted the instrument, raised his head unharmed.

The screamer fell silent for a moment, dumbfounded that he just had a hallucination.

Fang Mu looked at the crowd expressionlessly, and then looked at the holes that were cut out around his eyes and feet, and concluded, "Chopped? Not right."

Everyone looked at the boss speechlessly: ...

Do you still want it to cut right?

Fang Mu: "Don't you need to work? See what I do? Check it out, and if there is no problem, you can pack up and leave."

The researchers who came back to their senses rushed forward to check the instruments they brought, and after finding nothing damaged by the lightning, only one person couldn't help asking: "Just, just now... why did the thunder turn around? "

This is indeed miraculous, and the researchers couldn't help but want to find out.

Some people said that it might be affected by the collectors on the ground, and it was sprayed immediately, and the collectors were far away.Moreover, the tribulation thunder did not attack them very much at all. The special electric kite that had been hung for a long time just failed to attract the robbery thunder. It only collected some electric charges in the thunder cloud. It will never condescend to become a collector and change the target of attack.

Some people also said that Fang Mu was carrying some kind of magic weapon for body protection, which could ward off thunderstorms, and they were immediately sprayed, and they all said that they should believe in science!

There were different opinions, and there was no conclusion. Fang Mu listened to their whispered discussion, and didn't care too much, just doing his own thing.

The last person said as a matter of course: "What's so strange about this. The director has run so many Hope Primary Schools and donated so much money for charity. Is it for nothing? It must be God's eyes, that's why Jie Lei has to avoid it." Director."

This conclusion has been recognized by everyone. Although they are scientists, what they study is the human soul, and occasionally they believe in some superstitious traditions.

For example, if you do good deeds, you will be rewarded with blessings, and you will accumulate virtue by doing good deeds.

Hearing the researchers' chattering words, Fang Mu grinned slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his stiff face, but that smile, with his usual terrifying style, looked extremely strange.

Fang Mu looked back at the original direction of Qingyue Mountain. It had changed from a high mountain to a flat land, and then from a flat land to a huge pit.

Fang Mu seemed to feel that it was a bit of an eyesore, and gestured twice expressionlessly, and made a gesture of raising his hand, as if he was measuring the height of a nothingness.

Well, there is something wrong here, there will be no troubles here without the good and evil people from the Taoist sect nearby, or go back and help the incense brother to fill up the mountain?

He should be happy, right?

Fang Mu thought about how the idol would react when he received the gift, and nodded to himself with a paralyzed face.

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Fang Yuanqing took Fang Shanshui out of the Land of Thunder Clouds, and when he arrived at a safe place, he suddenly touched Fang Shanshui's forehead.

Fang Shanshui opened his eyes unconsciously, his golden pupils met Master's crimson eyes, and then, Fang Yuanqing's thoughts entered Fang Shanshui's thoughts as if from the place where the light in his eyes touched.

……

Fang Shanshui seemed to see the master's hand and heard the master's voice during the thunderstorm just now, but after falling into the illusion, Fang Shanshui soon forgot.

Who is the master?

……

Who is he?

"Let's sneak away, the money is reserved for Mu Mu's medical treatment..."

"But...but..."

"If we know that we don't cause illness to Shanshan for the sake of Mumu, everyone in the village will poke us in the back. It would be better to say that he is lost. Anyway... Shanshan will not die anyway."

……

Fang Shanshui lay in the musty-smelling bed, listening to the sound of mosquitoes and the very low voice of discussion, it seemed that he stayed for a long time before he remembered, oh, he is Fang Xiaoshan, and he came to treat the illness because he was burned.

Fang Xiaoshan touched the pus and blood on his face with a small hand, half of his face was festered, and in some parts of the necrotic flesh, white bones were exposed, which hurt so much.

The door was opened quietly, and the two small voices seemed to have just finished discussing. They thought that Fang Xiaoshan was so seriously ill that he must be unconscious. Fang Xiaoshan wanted to open his mouth to stop the person who wanted to leave, but he gave up immediately.

Forget it.

Even if they stop, they will leave.

Fang Xiaoshan was so determined in his heart as if he had experienced it once, quietly watched the door close, lay down for a while, and then left the house.

In the gray sky, Fang Xiaoshan was walking on the road, everyone who saw him took a big step back in horror, Fang Xiaoshan didn't care, he was more concerned about those things that were not human, they were full of malice.

【You are going to die...】

【Your face is rotten...】

【Why are you so ugly...】

【Everyone doesn't want you anymore...】

Noisy.

The ghosts in the past were not so noisy. Could it be that they bullied them because they were about to die?

Fang Xiaoshan resisted the feeling of coma, and dragged his body to find a garbage dump.

The flies immediately surrounded him, seeming to be very interested in his bloody face exuding a rancid smell.

Fang Xiaoshan was a little tired and wanted to sit down, but suddenly fell on the refrigerator outside the trash can, and slipped from the refrigerator again.

The sound of buzzing flies gathered around, gathering more and more.

Fang Xiaoshan died.

……

【Such an ugly ghost, so scary...】

【He is not our local ghost, foreign goods. 】

[Hit him, it's ugly! 】

When Fang Xiaoshan was awake, he found that he had turned into a ghost, but he encountered some troubles, and some ghosts chased and beat him.

Fang Xiaoshan fluttered with his head in his arms for no apparent reason, avoiding those bloody mouths that were about to come up, and ran straight.

It's just that Fang Xiaoshan was not familiar with the place here, so Fang Xiaoshan was chased. Those evil spirits beat him up and said a few cruel words, telling him not to come out to scare ghosts in the future.

angry.

Fang Xiaoshan didn't really want to stay here anymore, he drifted to the train station.

Sitting in the train station and waiting for a long time, Fang Xiaoshan finally saw the train his parents took him to, and followed them on the train.

The train was so popular that Fang Xiaoshan's weak soul seemed to be unable to bear it, so he had to float up, hang himself outside the car window, and dangle for several hours.

Fang Xiaoshan didn't know why he wanted to go back to his hometown. It might be that what the ghosts said before had influenced him, or he might have been bullied by ghosts from other places. He thought it would be better to bury him in his hometown.

Maybe the ghosts in his hometown don't think he's ugly?

Fang Xiaoshan walked home unconsciously, only to realize that today is already the seventh day after his death.

Standing outside the window and watching for a while, I saw a family reunited at the table having dinner.

Fang Xiaoshan heard his brother ask: "Dad, you didn't prepare my brother's chopsticks and bowl."

There was a sudden silence in the room, and then there was a woman crying, it was Mother Fang.

Father Fang put down the bowls and chopsticks heavily: "It's not that your brother is dead, he didn't come back to put any chopsticks and bowls! Children don't know taboos! Well, don't say these things to make your mother sad, your brother is lost, your mother I blame myself very much, don't make her sad anymore, you know?"

Fang Mu: "When will my brother come back?"

Father Fang choked: "He was abducted by someone. When we find him, we can bring him back."

Fang Mu's eyes seemed to see through Father Fang's guilty conscience, and his next sentence suffocated Father Fang even more: "But you didn't call the police, did you? You didn't look for it at all, so how could you find it?"

Fang's mother's crying suddenly became louder, Fang's father also avoided Fang Mu's sight, and said falteringly: "The police have been filed, but you don't know. It is very difficult to find the abducted child. Many people They were all found in 30 or [-] years, and there are also..."

Fang Mu stood up suddenly, and walked towards the window with the bowl and chopsticks.

Fang's father lied halfway and no one listened, feeling embarrassed, he shouted immediately: "Fang Mu, if you don't eat well, where are you going!?"

"Today is the seventh day." Fang Mu, who was holding the bowl and chopsticks, suddenly said something without thinking.

The Fang family's parents didn't react for a moment, and then they gasped suddenly.

Fang Mu explained: "The seventh day after you came back."

Hearing Fang Mu's explanation, knowing that he wanted to misrepresent Fang Mu's meaning, Fang's parents still couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts. On the seventh day, the seventh day...

On the day they left, Shanshan should have been unable to hold on anymore, maybe today is really the seventh day of his death...

Watching the elder son walk straight to the window with the bowl in his hand, a strange sense of terror arises spontaneously, as if the younger son who they can't see,

Fang Mu opened the window and put the bowls and chopsticks on the window. Fang Xiaoshan stood outside the window, looking at his brother who suddenly walked in front of him, and was a little dazed for a while.

Fang Mu looked at the air and said, "Brother, are you back? Are you hungry?"

With that said, Fang Mu stuck the chopsticks in the middle of the rice and put the bowl on the windowsill.

Fang Xiaoshan stared at Mi Fan and his brother in a daze.

Fang's mother heard Fang Mu's words, suddenly smashed the dishes and chopsticks hysterically, and burst into tears. Fang's father hurriedly hugged her, and shouted at Fang Mu: "Fang Mu, what are you talking about? I don't know if your mother can't stand stimulation?"

Fang Mu turned around: "Oh, I'm sorry mom, I scared you, maybe I was wrong."

Fang Xiaoshan, who was standing behind Fang Mu, was staggered from Fang Mu's gaze staring at the air. He knew that Fang Mu didn't see him.

Mother Fang choked, "I'm not scared, I'm just a little sad, in case your brother..."

Fang Xiaoshan outside the window picked up the bowl and hung it outside the train for so long, he was really a bit hungry, hugging the rice that his brother brought over, he gnawed politely.

Fang Ma, who was sobbing, saw that the white rice on the window was turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she couldn't even feel sad anymore. Her wide-open eyes were full of fear, and she pointed to the window sill and said in fear: " Over there... over there..."

Both Fang Mu and Fang's father looked back, and both saw the bowl of blackened rice, as if they were being eaten by something!

Fang Xiaoshan was floating outside the window holding his own rice bowl. He was too embarrassed to eat the rice because of too many eyes, so he put the bowl back to its real place.

Father Fang's hands trembled, he supported his wife, and said in a deceptive way: "Maybe it's the wind that blows the dust over."

Fang Mu was not in the mood to listen to him, so he hurriedly threw himself to the window and said eagerly, "Brother, are you there? Are you back? Let me see you."

Father Fang dragged Fang Mu down, slammed the window shut, lifted Fang Mu, who was less than ten years old, with a livid face, and said, "Stop playing tricks on me, you've been doing this for the past few days. Using this method to scare us, Fang Mu, do you know who raised you up so much!? Do you know who we are working so hard for!? Your mother and I ask ourselves if we are sorry for you. Get out of here! Find your brother!"

Mother Fang just cried, as if she wanted to persuade her, but she really couldn't take it anymore.

In the past few days, Fang Muri has been talking about it, doing all kinds of weird things. He said that he saw some children's feet squatting under their table, and said that there seemed to be someone under the bed. Ketchup drew bloody handprints on the wall. They really thought that Fang Xiaoshan's soul was dead and came to them.

When asked why he did this, he said that his younger brother could see ghosts, so he was closer to his younger brother.

Fang Mu, who was thrown to the ground, got up. Fang's parents thought he was playing tricks again this time, but Fang Mu knew that he didn't.

Seeing that Fang Mu was going to open the window again unwillingly, Father Fang lifted him up again, slammed the curtains shut, and carried the brat unbearably until he threw him into the house, locked the door and closed it.

Fang Xiaoshan saw that his brother was in a bad state, and wanted to float in to have a look, but found that he couldn't enter the house. Didn't it mean that ghosts can go through walls?