Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

Qi Chen has completely recovered, and the two of them can come and go much more freely, and the authority to enter and exit the province has already been opened, with a green light all the way, without any restrictions.

Wanling Temple is located on a mountain at the border of the small town. Qi Chen came here several times at night, and didn't even feel the popularity of the place. This time he came during the day, but found that it was not far from the town.Standing at the gate of Wanling Temple, you can overlook most of the town.

Qi Chen looked down, but saw black mist swirling around the entire town, and no one could be seen in it.

"It's getting thicker..." He frowned.

"En." Long Ya took a look, then dragged him into the gate of Wanling Temple: "So we have to hurry up! I don't know when Director Dong and the others will arrive."

The two of them passed through several doors and came to the small courtyard where Huijia lived alone.

But he saw that the master in plain monk robes had just straightened up from the well in the courtyard. There was an extra lamp on the head of the well, which was poured down, and another layer of light was spread on the head of the well.

"What? The underground ones can't be suppressed anymore?" Long Ya asked.

"Why did you come early?" Hui Jia looked up at them, pointed to the mouth of the well, and replied, "Last night, the sky was almost turned upside down, and the poor monk's Wanling Temple was almost in danger. You came by coincidence, and just pushed them back .”

He patted the non-existent ashes on his hands, made a gesture of invitation to the room, and said, "Go in."

"Yo—it's not easy, it's the first time I heard from you, please come in instead of please go away." Long Ya answered, then dragged Qi Chen into the room after Hui Jia.

"Oh?" Hui Jia swept the table indifferently, raised his hand and poured three cups of tea, and said, "Then I hope that there will be less chances for the poor monk to say please come in in the future."

Longya: "..."

Thinking of the last time Huijia suppressed the wraith and lost his sense of smell, Qi Chen asked, "Master, did you get hurt this time?"

Huijia was not hospitable as always, and only gestured to them, then sat down and took a sip of tea, saying: "It's just that I lost my sense of taste, the poor monk hasn't had vegetarian meals for many years, I just sip tea occasionally, If there is no taste, it is only used to quench your thirst, and it has no effect."

Long Ya frowned: "Then you still take on this matter, do you want to die?"

Hui Jia looks very young, she looks about the same age as Qi Chen, with a dark red mole between her eyebrows, she doesn't express much when she speaks, and always looks so gentle, with a kind of dignified temperament.Hearing Long Ya's words at this moment, he rarely raised the corners of his lips and smiled, with his delicate features and that red mole, he really had the potential to be a demon monk.

But what he said didn't have anything to do with the demon monk. He said with a smile: "The merits that the poor monk has accumulated for so many years are useless. Do you want to keep it as a plaque?"

Long Ya also twitched the corners of his lips when he heard this, and said: "Save it for a good pregnancy!" He pointed to Qi Chen and said: "Here is the negative teaching material, the merits have been exhausted, look at him What kind of life have these lives been.”

Qi Chen: "..."

Huijia took another sip of tea and said, "This life has not come to an end, it's too early to think about the next life."

The three of them had just said these few words when they heard some commotion outside the courtyard.

Qi Chen turned his head, and saw Director Dong coming joltingly with his middle-aged belly.

Just as he was about to enter the door, a person flew over like a cloud. The moment he landed, the long sword in his hand turned into a whisk, and with a flick of the momentum, it landed on the person's arm superior.

As soon as the man stood still, he turned to the side and gestured to Director Dong to let him go in first.

This person is dressed in a Taoist robe with a rolling silver border, his every move is expressionless, cold, and it looks like it is produced by Yundu Mountain.The people who came out of that place were like ice scum one by one, the only exception was their head, Li Daochang.

"Senior Brother Acting Sect Leader, hello to everyone." Not only did he have a cold expression, but even the tone of his voice was cold, as if he had just been dipped in an ice spring.

This person is none other than Grand Elder Yun Dushan, Li Daochang's younger brother, Shen He.

On weekdays, Li Daochang and his junior brother Shen took care of all the big and small matters of Yundushan. In essence, they had almost the same status, but it was Li Daochang who really spoke on behalf of Yundushan, and Shen He never got involved.

But this time it was uncharacteristically uncharacteristically, and it was Shen He who came forward, and Li Daochang stayed in Yundu Mountain.

Reminiscent of the current situation, Director Dong's old mother was heartbroken, and couldn't help worrying: "Is Daoist Li okay?"

Bingzhuzi nodded, and only uttered one word: "Yes."

Director Dong: "..."

No one in this room is a serious person, except for Director Dong and Qi Chen, the other three are not very good at speaking, and they are used to being straightforward.

Hui Jia said directly: "Then why is Daoist Shen coming forward?"

Shen He still had an iceberg face, moved his lips, and said three words: "He talks a lot."

Everyone: "..."

The meaning of his words is very clear-this incident is very urgent. If a lot of people like Li Daochang come here, it will take a lot of time to discuss, so he came and planned to Quick fix.

Upon hearing this, several other people immediately became concise and straight to the point.

Director Dong raised his hand and pointed at Qichen Longya, Shen He, and Huijia one by one, and said, "West, north, east—then I'm coming to the south."

Huijia nodded: "To strip that layer of filth from the human soul, one has to choose a time when the human soul is relatively stable."

Director Dong gave a "huh" and agreed: "The week before and after Qingming is too cloudy, and people's souls are uncertain, so we have to wait until this week passes..."

Daoist Shen closed his eyes for a moment, swept the dust away, and said, "At noon on the 13th."

Long Ya frowned: "It's too late! Before that time, the human world will be turned upside down, the sooner the better!"

After hearing this, Daoist Shen said calmly, "That's tonight."

Director Dong worried: "The yin energy is too strong. It's too hurtful to peel it off like this. While removing the black energy, people can't keep it—"

Qi Chen, who hadn't spoken all the time, interrupted Director Dong's voice, and said flatly: "There is me."

Everyone was stunned for a moment before realizing that this is the Lord who is responsible for thousands of living souls in the human world, but he has been away for too many years. Everyone is used to thinking from the perspective of no one protecting the living souls, and they haven't changed for a while. .

Qi Chen opened his mouth and added: "Tomorrow is the nineteenth day of the lunar calendar."

Everyone immediately understood—the nineteenth of every month is the day when Yinghuo Xingjun descends to the realm.Qi Chen and Yinghuoxing are inextricably linked, if Yinghuoxing prospers, he will also prosper, and if Yinghuoxing declines, he will also decline.The nineteenth day was naturally the most suitable day for him.

"Then there is no need to worry. It couldn't be better, it couldn't be better!" Director Dong said repeatedly.

"Tonight's midnight?" Hui Jia asked.

"Yes!" Long Ya clasped his arms and nodded, said: "Zishi happens to be the time when the black energy is the most impetuous and ready to move, so it's easy to peel off, besides, it's nineteen since Zishi."

"Then it's settled!" Director Dong said, "Xiao Qi, tell us how to arrange the talisman array."

Qi Chen nodded.

In Wanling Temple, most of the people have already agreed and are learning how to form a formation.

Outside the Wanling Temple, and even the entire Jiang City, the entire province, and the entire human world, there was a miasma of smoke.

Old Qin Da, who had been living on the top of Mount Qu, cleaned up early in the morning and hurried down the mountain road.

He still had a pile of talisman papers attached to his body, but he was covered with an old coat, and he was carrying a luggage bag containing clothes and supplies. From the perspective of others, he was dusty and dusty. It's also inconspicuous.

Lao Qin walked a hundred meters at the foot of the mountain, found the bus stop, and waited for a bus for a short while.

It's just that every door and window of that car was emitting billowing black air. When it drove over from a distance, it was almost half covered by the black air. Unlike ordinary people, Lao Qin could see the black air, so when he was shocked, After a jump, when the first car stopped in front of him, he waved his hands again and again, but he didn't dare to go up.

The driver opened the door in vain, and seeing that he didn't get in the car, he closed the door again, turned his head and cursed viciously: "If you don't get in the car, you stand here like a dead body! You're sick!"

Lao Qin had seen this driver before, he would go down the mountain every month to buy something, and he met this driver most of the time.This young man is definitely not such a person on weekdays. Once Lao Qin's bag was left in the car, he even drove back with an empty car.

Looking at the black air surrounding the car, Lao Qin tightened his coat again, and patted the paper talismans on his chest through the coat.

But the next car still looked like the black air cover, Lao Qin hesitated again and again, so he had to get on the car with his luggage.

Driving all the way from Qushan to the city center, there are more and more people in the car, and it is getting more and more crowded.During the more than an hour's drive, Lao Qin witnessed no less than five large and small disputes. Before he got out of the car, two people were about to fight because of grabbing a seat.

And the driver was also driving very anxiously, braking and rushing at every turn, as if he had let out all the impetuousness he had accumulated for most of his life today.

But when Lao Qin got out of the car, walked through the streets and alleys, and walked towards his old house, he found that the black air on the street was no lighter than that in the car.

The old streets and alleys were already a bit of a mess. Breakfast stalls, vegetable stalls, and noodle stalls crowded in those alleys and crowded downstairs in residential areas. Quarrels and disputes were prone to occur on weekdays, and today it was even more chaotic.

As soon as Lao Qin squeezed through a short distance with his luggage bag, he heard a bang behind him. Looking back, he saw two people rushing to grab a booth, and directly dumped a pot of hot oil, scalding several passers-by. Shouting, cursing, and crying became a series.

Old Qin was so shocked that he didn't know how to react. He was pushed aside, scolded a few times for blocking his way, and accidentally stepped on something soft.

He looked down, but saw that it was a piece of torn bun, the dough and stuffing fell on the ground, but what was frightening was that the dough was still stained with blood, and there were two puddles on the ground. Some of the blood that hadn't dried was stained on the soles of Lao Qin's shoes, and following Lao Qin's steps, several bloody footprints were left on the ground.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, hurried through this smoky alley, and went straight to his old house.

When passing by the house next door, I happened to see the family members watching the news through the window, and the sound from the TV came out through the half-open window——

The host talked about the events happening in various places in the standard broadcast tone that has not changed for thousands of years.

Lao Qin couldn't help but stood by the window for a while, when he heard that someone entered the school with a knife and chopped down dozens of teachers and students, some were killed and some were injured.Hospitals are also non-stop, as well as airports, stations...

But places with a lot of people seem to be in high danger...

It's like purgatory, no place is safe.