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Things started two days ago.

After leaving the Qin family, Ling Songzi took his apprentice Sun Cong to the Song family.

His return to China this time was precisely because he had received an invitation from the Song family.

The Song family is a well-known local family in Hushi. The family has been passed down for 400 years and has been standing still.

But just a while ago, an accident happened to the Song family. First, the company’s stock was attacked by foreign forces and suffered heavy losses. Then, the factories under its name also suffered accidents one after another. , The Song family began to die.

When something like this happened, the Song family naturally had trouble sleeping and eating.

Because 40 years ago, Lingsongzi had been favored by the Song family, so after receiving the invitation from the Song family, he made a special trip from Nanyang.

When Lingsongzi arrived, Song Chenghe, the current Patriarch of the Song family, had been waiting at the door for a long time. He looked haggard and said, "I'm sorry to trouble the Taoist priest to come all the way. The Song family is very grateful!"

Lingsongzi looked at the white flowers on his chest and comforted him, "My condolences to Mr. Song!"

Those who died were Song Cheng and his adopted son's family of four. The cause of death was a car accident, and they were all killed on the spot.

Song Chenghe has two sons, the adopted son Song Zhixin, Xingda, and the parent son Song Jiahui, Xinger.

Song Jiahui was naughty since he was a child, and once he went swimming in a reservoir with a few classmates in the summer, and drowned because of leg cramps. Song Zhixin's father, Chen Dahe, happened to pass by and rescued him, but unfortunately died, and her wife saw it. , directly took away the family's money and hundreds of thousands of compensation from the Song family.

Song Chenghe immediately burst into tears: "I have pity on my eldest son Zhixin. Back then, I brought him back to the Song family and adopted him as an adopted son. I originally wanted to repay Brother Chen's kindness. I didn't expect that in the end, I would harm him instead. Yes. I can't stand Brother Chen."

Lingsongzi can understand Song Chenghe's current mood. It is precisely because his parent-son Song Jiahui is ineffective, so Song Chenghe has greater expectations for his adopted son Song Zhixin, almost cultivating him as an heir.

Now the heirs that have been cultivated with great difficulty will be gone if they are gone. Four members of the family died at the same time. In addition, the Song family was passed down to Song Chenghe's generation, and the population is thin. Song Zhixin's family died, and the Song family was reduced by half. And can you not be sad!

Song Chenghe said in a painful voice: "Thinking that my Song family has been doing good deeds for hundreds of years, I think I have never done anything wrong, but I ended up like this in the end."

Hearing this, Ling Songzi said seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Song, Pindao will do his best to help the Song family solve this matter!"

Song Chenghe was very grateful: "Then everything will be troublesome to the Taoist priest."

"It started half a month ago..."

Song Chenghe directly brought Lingsongzi to the Song family ancestor's grave.

Because the Song family has always been kind to others and willing to do good, even after the Great Patriotic War and the great turmoil, the Song family's inheritance has never been broken.

So today's Song Family Ancestral Tomb is not an exaggeration even if it is described as magnificent.

Because looking around, there are four whole hills, densely packed, all of which are graves of the Song family, at least four to five thousand.

Song Chenghe led Lingsongzi to a construction site. In the center was a two-meter-square black hole. He could only see a steady stream of black air wafting out of the black hole, which was then blocked out by a formation.

Song Chenghe said: "A month ago, I decided to renovate all the tombs of the ancestors of the Song family. As a result, when I got here, the ground suddenly collapsed into a hole. There was no peace."

Lingsongzi was startled: "With such a strong evil spirit, what is buried underneath?"

"I don't know." Song Chenghe pointed to a few stone pillars beside the entrance of the cave, and said, "This formation was arranged by Master Chen to isolate these evil spirits and prevent them from leaking out."

Master Chen was invited back by Song Chenghe when the Song family had just had an accident, but there was no news of him after he got off the black hole, so Song Chenghe had no choice but to invite Lingsongzi again.

Because even if these evil spirits are isolated, don’t use them. The tombs of the ancestors of the Song family are buried here. A series of things that happened over a period of time is precisely because of this reason.

Lingsongzi immediately said: "In that case, I will pack up my things and prepare to go down the cave."

Song Chenghe immediately said: "The Taoist priest must be careful!"

After preparing the things to bring, Lingsongzi took his apprentice Sun Cong down the black hole.

The black hole is actually not deep, only less than ten meters.

Sun Cong took a bright flashlight and looked forward. There was a bottomless passage in front of him, and the walls on the left and right sides were covered with moss.

It looks like an ancient tomb here.

"Walk."

Lingsongzi walked forward with a long sword in his hand.

After walking for about two or three minutes, as the moss on the surrounding walls became less and less, they finally reached the end of the passage.

What came into view was a half-open stone door.

"Be careful!"

Lingsongzi instructed his disciples, and then walked cautiously towards the door.

The field of vision widened in an instant, and this place seemed to be a large hall.

It's just that the main hall is empty, and some places have collapsed. There is nothing but a row of rusty giant iron statues standing on both sides.

Sun Cong's heart relaxed, and he leaned forward to look at these iron statues. These iron statues were indeed the images of Eight Banners soldiers of the Qing Dynasty that are often seen in TV dramas, but they all had their eyes closed.

At this moment, only a loud bang was heard, and the half-open stone door was suddenly closed, and even the crack in the door disappeared without a trace.

Sun Cong's heartbeat stopped for a moment, but before he could turn around to check, the next moment, the giant iron statue in front of him suddenly opened his eyes, revealing two scarlet eyes, and drew out the long knife at his waist to slash at Sun Cong.

Lingsongzi reacted: "Be careful!"

Then he grabbed a golden light talisman and threw it at the iron statue in front of Sun Cong.The golden light talisman exploded instantly.

But he didn't want the gunpowder smoke to dissipate, except for a few pieces of rust on the iron statue, it was unscathed.

Lingsongzi's complexion changed slightly, and the next moment, other iron statues in the hall surrounded him.

Lingsongzi shouted immediately: "Run."

Because the iron statues were too hard, no matter what methods the two used, they couldn't destroy them, so they could only run away.

"wrong--"

Lingsongzi suddenly found that as their escape speed became slower and slower due to excessive energy consumption, the speed of these iron statues also slowed down.

Thinking about it this way, these iron statues didn't seem to be chasing them, but rather trying to drive them somewhere.

It was at this moment that Lingsongzi realized that they had run into another passage at some point.

Then behind them was the invulnerable, relentless iron statue. They had no choice but to keep running.

Until they ran into a stone gate again.

Clang!

The iron statues stopped in unison and retreated.

The next moment, the stone door closed, and the gap in the door disappeared.

But Lingsongzi and the others couldn't care about these anymore, because they entered a huge cave. The walls of the cave were covered with black vines. There are iron pillars, and the ground of the cave is densely packed with bones.

Lingsongzi had a bitter expression on his face: "This turned out to be a grave for thousands of corpses!"

Not far from him, lay a corpse that had been torn into pieces. It was probably the Master Chen that Song Chenghe had said he had gone down into the hole and never heard from again.

Then, ghosts with scarlet eyes floated out of the bones, and they were all hundreds of years old ghosts. A few of them were dressed in military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty. Judging by the number, there were as many as one or two thousand. They had hideous faces. , Qiqi rushed towards them.

Lingsongzi's heart was completely cold.

On the other side, Taoist Master Lingzhen, who finally found out where Lingsongzi was going, finally knocked on the door of Song's house after making a lot of psychological preparations.

"What did you say, my brother has been missing for three hours?"

Daoist Lingzhen's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly.

"Yes," Song Chenghe said with red eyes, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that they have already..."

"Impossible." Daoist Lingzhen felt dizzy.

He and his senior brother haven't seen each other for more than thirty years. Could it be that heaven and man will be separated forever after finally meeting each other?

Then he reacted: "Senior brother will definitely be fine, I will go to save senior brother right away."

"No." Song Chenghe also reacted: "It's too dangerous in there. My Song family has already killed Master Chen and Daoist Lingsongzi, so I can't hurt you again."

"I'll do as I say." Now Daoist Master Lingzhen can't care so much anymore.

There is only one thought left in his mind now, if he doesn't save his senior brother, something may happen to his senior brother.

Song Chenghe saw that he couldn't really speak out against him, so he could only nod his head: "Okay then!"

Song Chenghe brought Master Lingzhen to the black hole.

Seeing Taoist Master Lingzhen jumping into the black hole without hesitation, he swept away the worry on his face, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

At this time, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes came out of the dense forest on the side.

He stood beside Song Chenghe, with a trace of satisfaction on his face: "I was still worried that Master Chen and Daoist Lingsongzi would not be able to suppress this mass grave, but I didn't expect the ready-made sandbags to be delivered to the door."

The stone in Song Chenghe's heart also fell to the ground, and he turned to look at the middle-aged man: "Daoist Gao Quan, I will leave it to you next."

The middle-aged man, Taoist Gao Quan, pointed out: "If this matter is completed, the Song family can sleep peacefully for the next 30 years."

How could Song Chenghe not understand what he meant, he immediately said: "Don't worry, Daoist Gao Quan, the Song family will definitely not lose a cent of what I promised to give you."

"That's good."

Daoist Gao Quan and Song Chenghe looked at each other and immediately burst out laughing.

In the cave, fierce ghosts raged, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves could be heard endlessly. Sun Cong was pale and slumped on the ground. He was injured all over his body, especially his ten fingers. The white flesh turned out, which was terrible. He swallowed hard: "Master, I want to eat the dumplings you made."

Lingsongzi is not much better, they are now huddled in a corner of the cave, all the talismans on their bodies have been used up, and even the magic sword has been curled, so they can only draw a small defensive formation on the ground with the blood of their fingertips To resist the attack of ghosts.

But there are so many ghosts, they can take turns to attack, but the ten fingers of Lingsongzi and Lingsongzi can't bleed anymore.

In 5 minutes at most, the formation will be completely broken by Li Gui.

And they, I'm afraid that even their souls will be eaten alive by the ghosts.

Ling Songzi hugged him, his eyes were red, Sun Cong was his adopted orphan, they were master and apprentice in name, but in fact they were more like father and son.

And now, their father and son are going to die here.

Thinking that he, Lingsongzi, has been wandering the rivers and lakes for decades, and killed not one hundred, but eighty ghosts, but today he fell into the hands of a group of ghosts, which is really ridiculous.

Then Lingsongzi's thoughts gradually drifted away, as if he had thought of something, he said with a wry smile: "Actually, the dumplings I made taste very ordinary, but the dumplings made by your uncle are truly amazing."

Sun Cong pulled himself together: "What's a delicious way?"

Lingsongzi's eyes were in a daze: "It's so delicious that your master passed on the position of the master of the temple to him in a daze."

Ling Songzi had never mentioned this to Sun Cong before, so Sun Cong was very curious: "Master, what kind of person is Master Uncle?"

Ling Songzi: "Your uncle, he is just a stupid thing..."

Sun Cong tried his best to recall the scene when he met Daoist Lingzhen at Qin's house that day, thinking that he looked kind, not stupid.

"Brother, are you there?"

Lingsongzi: "..."

He seemed to hear the voice of that stupid thing.

Then Lingsongzi came back to his senses, he thought, it must be an illusion!

He continued, with a disgusted look on his face: "He can't do anything except cook..."

"Brother, are you still alive?"

Lingsongzi: "..."

Ling Songzi was sure that he had heard correctly, he looked up in disbelief and looked forward.

The next second, the stone door opened, and Daoist Lingzhen rushed in.

Passing through layers of fierce ghosts baring their teeth and claws, he saw the master and apprentice Lingsongzi in the corner at a glance.

He immediately took out a handful of talismans, bowed left and right, and forcibly opened a passage to Lingsongzi's master and apprentice from the ghosts on the inner three floors and the outer three floors.

Daoist Lingzhen was very excited: "Brother, it's great that you are fine."

Lingsongzi said that it was impossible not to be moved, and he had a complicated expression: "Why are you here?"

Master Lingzhen said: "I heard from Mr. Song that you have been missing for more than three hours. I was worried that something would happen to you, so I came to rescue you."

Hearing this, Lingsongzi suddenly thought of a key question: "How are you going to save us?"

Daoist Lingzhen looked at his hands, there was only one talisman left.

——Because he was so impatient that he panicked, so he jumped off without any preparation.

He was able to use talismans just now because he had the habit of carrying talismans with him.

Then Daoist Lingzhen turned his head, his attack just now seemed to have completely enraged these ghosts, they are now baring their teeth and claws, rushing here desperately, as if they wanted to eat them alive.

The light of hope in Sun Cong's eyes was instantly extinguished.

Now he believed what Master said that Master Uncle was a fool!

Daoist Lingzhen was about to explain, and then he heard Lingsongzi say: "Forget it, although I didn't expect you to appear here, but now that you are here, I am very surprised and very moved!"

Daoist Lingzhen opened his mouth, feeling at a loss for a moment.

Ling Songzi looked at him and was silent for a while, opened his mouth several times, and closed it several times, finally as if he had made up his mind, he said: "Actually, back then, I only called you despicable and nasty because of my indiscriminate words. , intentionally induced Master to pass on the position of Guanzhu to you, after all, what kind of person are you, can I still not know?"

He learned Taoism from his master when he was six years old. He was 24 years old at that time. For 18 years, he has always strictly demanded himself as the master of Qingchuan Temple in the future. At night, all he dreams of is Everbright Qingchuan Temple.

Then his world suddenly collapsed.

Daoist Lingzhen's eyes turned red instantly, and he choked up: "I know, I know everything."

Ling Songzi: "The reason why I went to Nanyang is because I am young and energetic, and because... I have no face to see you."

As a result, this walk lasted for more than 30 years.

It was such a misunderstanding that, under the blessing of time, became an existence that he deliberately avoided in his heart.

"It's also my fault." Taoist Master Lingzhen hugged Lingsongzi and cried bitterly: "If I could have taken care of your emotions, brother, things would not have turned into what they are today."

Probably finally said what was in his heart, Lingsongzi looked relieved, he patted Taoist Master Lingzhen on the back: "It's not too late to say it now."

Better than taking it to the grave.

Lingsongzi burst into tears: "Besides, there is nothing to regret if you can die on the land of Huaguo, even if it makes you die with us!"

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"Who said we were going to die here?"

Daoist Lingzhen straightened up, but was taken aback.

Lingsongzi: "..."

Ling Songzi smiled wryly: "Is there anyone else who can save us? Don't tell me that you plan to ask your two apprentices for help?"

He thought Zhao Ye was his apprentice just like Zhao Chenxing.

Daoist Lingzhen raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, then took out his phone.

Lingsongzi: "It's useless, the magnetic field here is disordered, and the mobile phone can't receive signals from the outside world at all."

"fine."

Taoist Master Lingzhen directly lifted the back cover of the phone, revealing a talisman inside.

He picked up the talisman and quickly recited the incantation in his mouth. The next second, the talisman ignited out of thin air and turned into a paper crane, floating in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Lingsongzi's complexion changed drastically. This is clearly the unique secret technique of Qingchuan Temple: Sound Transmission Talisman for Thousands of Miles.

The Sound Transmission Talisman for Thousands of Miles, as the name suggests, can transmit sound for thousands of miles. It is precisely because of the peculiar effect that it is extremely difficult to make the Talisman, so that after the Ming Dynasty, no one in Qingchuan Temple has been able to draw this Talisman.

Then I heard Daoist Master Lingzhen shouting at the paper crane: "Uncle Patriarch, help!"

In the next second, only a flash of white light was seen, and the paper crane disappeared from everyone's sight.

Patriarch uncle?

Lingsongzi's complexion changed again, and then suddenly realized!

He was a little excited.

I don't know which ancestor of their family is the one who cheated the corpse?

Then Daoist Lingzhen turned around and said with a smile: "Okay, now we just need to wait for our ancestors to come and save us."

The Sound Transmission Talisman for Thousands of Miles was drawn by Zhao Ye, just to prevent what happened today.

The reason why Daoist Lingzhen put the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Talisman in his mobile phone is purely because as a severe patient with mobile phone cancer, he may forget to bring something, but he will never forget to bring his mobile phone.

The atmosphere of sadness is gone.

Lingsongzi came to his senses and forcefully forced back the tears in his eyes. His face was expressionless: Since you can invite your patriarch to save you, why didn't you tell me earlier, and you still deceived my feelings?