More than three realms handle

Hungry Ghost Festival is a somewhat special day. On this day, the day belongs to the living, while the night belongs to the dead.After nightfall, the gate of ghosts opens wide, and hundreds of ghosts walk in the night.

Xiao Li is a worker in a paper factory. It’s okay to work more and earn less on weekdays. Today, the unscrupulous boss even asked them to get off work overtime during the Ghost Festival. nothing.

He was a little panicked walking alone on the night road, he scolded the boss eight hundred times in his heart, and then couldn't help speeding up his pace, because he always felt that something was following him.

But don't be a ghost!Xiao Li prayed silently in his heart, and even dared not open his eyes for fear of seeing something unclean.

Suddenly something touched his shoulder, it was shaped like a human hand, but it felt smooth and cold to the touch.Xiao Li yelled and fell to the ground, desperately moving to the base of the wall, dragging a water mark on the ground.

"Don't...don't eat me..." Xiao Li put his hands in front of his face, his voice shaking like a sieve.

After a long while, nothing happened, and Xiao Li dared to open his eyes to look at the position just now. There was indeed a person standing there. Xiao Li swallowed his saliva, but when he wanted to run, he found that his legs were already limp.

Suddenly the man sighed and murmured: "Create a crime, make a crime."

Xiao Li felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, and when he took a closer look, he realized that it was his deceased grandfather standing there, and he was not afraid at once: "Grandpa? Why are you here? Is... is it because the paper money burned this year is too little?" ?”

Then it occurred to me that I seemed to pee my pants just now, and I couldn't hang my face immediately, so I had to bury my head lower and not look at the person opposite.

The ghost pulled out a crutch, slapped Xiao Li several times, and said with hatred, "Stinky boy, why are you still so worthless!"

Xiao Li covered his face and begged for mercy loudly: "Ah! Grandpa, please stop beating. What are you looking for from me?"

Only then did the ghost stop, and took out a piece of paper from his arms, "I was so mad, I almost forgot the business." Then he unfolded the paper and held it in front of Xiao Li. On it was a portrait of a man and a few lines of words , "This is our king's wife, now she is a god, please hurry up and pray to him."

Xiao Li took the portrait, feeling a little incapable of accepting it. Is this why grandpa came to him?

"Hurry up!" The ghost raised his crutches again and made a gesture to hit Xiao Li, "By the way, he is pure-hearted, don't make any mistake!" After speaking, he walked away angrily on crutches.

By the time Xiao Li came back to his senses, he had long since disappeared.

"Hey! Grandpa just left like this, and he hasn't blessed me to get rich yet." Xiao Li gritted his teeth after looking at the portrait, "This god is really... Forget it, the great Qingxin, please accept the prayers of believers..."

This year's Hungry Ghost Festival is different from the previous ones. There are no supernatural events, but the ancestors of various families have all appeared together, but they only said one sentence to their descendants: pray to the pure mind and become his believers.

"Jiang Sheng, how are you doing there?" Xiao Shuyue sat on the tree, leaning against the cold ghost beside her.

"It's very good. The ghost king treats me very well, and the other ghosts in the ghost domain are also easy to get along with..." Jiang Sheng spoke softly, telling about his experience in the ghost domain.

The moon is not very round tonight, but for them, it is enough, it is full enough.

The gods of the Heavenly Palace swam in the Yaochi for a long time, finally found an entrance, and came to Luoyue Yunhai.

"You are finally here." An ethereal voice came from the white mist.

"We have read your letter, and now we are here to save you. Where are you?" The gods formed a circle back to back, watching the white mist beside them warily.

The man seemed to sigh, and said after a while: "You are late, I am already dead, what remains here is my last consciousness." His speech speed suddenly accelerated, "I don't have much time Well, let’s make a long story short, if you have any questions, please ask quickly.”

died?The gods didn't seem to believe it very much, and even Rain Master showed a skeptical expression, but the current situation did not allow them to think too much.

"Then, are you the real fortune teller?" Master Yu tried to ask a question.

"No, I'm not," the voice sounded a little annoyed, "but I am the real master of this Tiangong, and God erased my existence and then replaced that position!"

"You don't have much time, I believe you should have noticed," the voice regained its composure, "Sian Tian is planning a huge conspiracy, he wants to take revenge on everyone, and you will all become evil gods in the end."

Yue Lao stood up with his chest folded, and asked: "Okay, let's assume that what you said is true, then why did you ask us to come here?"

Others don't show it on the surface, but in fact they already believe it [-]% in their hearts. Those who can confer gods are all human spirits, and they have a particularly keen sense of crisis.Here, only Luna didn't care very much, and even pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal a smile of unknown meaning.

"I really don't have time. I have given all the important things to the first person who comes to me, and he will inherit my legacy." That voice seemed to have really weakened.

"he is?"

"I'm not sure if there is a traitor among you, so I can't tell you his name directly," the man paused for a while, then continued, "But I can describe him, and you will know who it is after listening. He has a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, ink-like hair, creamy skin, and a thin waist..."

Gods:?

Are you describing an heir or a lover?

Chen Sha hid himself in the white mist and dealt with these gods, everything went as Ling Xian planned.

They temporarily blocked the real hole leading to the secret realm, temporarily dug this road, and those gods will be attracted by Yushu, and then he will pretend to be the way of heaven here.

And this is just a part of the whole plan, and then Chensha can hand over the baton.

"My lord, my informant came to report that he found the person you were looking for near Qingyun Temple."

Suantian waved his hand, signaling those who came to report to back down.Just after the Ghost Festival, it's not surprising that she appeared in the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, but why this time?He knocked on the armrest, and finally got up and left.

"It's you?" The little disciple wasn't very surprised to see Suan Tian's face, obviously it wasn't the first time for him to come here.

Suantian smiled, stroked his beard and said, "Notify me, I'll come and see your Great Elder."

"...Yes." The disciple looked a little hesitant, and finally turned around and ran back to the temple without saying anything.

Unexpectedly, this disciple never came back after entering. Suantian walked outside the door to look at the scenery for a while. After half an hour passed, he still didn't come back. After waiting for a while, he sighed: "The young people of today How reckless."

Then he stopped waiting and went in with his hands behind his back.

Guannei is still deserted as usual. The disciples of Qingyun Temple are different from other Taoist temples. They always like to go down the mountain to practice. Guannei has not been popular all year round.

But the more I walked in, the more I felt that something was wrong, and there was no one in the temple, and it was still windy.

I didn't see anyone all the way to the main hall. The door of the hall was open, but the inside was full of white banners. At this time, Suantian didn't care whether he was being rude, so he directly lifted the white banners and walked in.

There was a row of corpses on the ground, covered with white cloth, but the exposed clothes should be Taoist disciples, Suan Tian frowned, he continued to walk in, every time he lifted a white banner, he could see a Roughly counting the dead bodies, there are hundreds of them!

There was a faint sobbing sound from the corner, Suan Tian went around the corpse on the ground, walked in that direction, and lifted another white banner, he finally saw the only living person in the hall.

Covered in blood, Xiao Shuyue knelt on the ground and covered the body of her fellow disciple with a white cloth. She was the one who heard the cry just now.

Seeing Suan Tian approaching, the woman on the ground stopped crying, and said coldly: "I'm sorry, outsiders are not welcome in this temple recently."

Suantian saw the face of the corpse that had not been covered, and realized that the matter was far more serious than what he had seen. This turned out to be the disciple who had just explained to him at the door!

"Pin Daoist apologizes for what happened," Suantian said, pointing to the dead body on the ground, "But just now, the little Daoist leader said he would pass it on for me, Daoist leader..."

Xiao Shuyue's expression froze, she stood up and looked at Suan Tian: "No, get out of here!"

"Don't worry, Daoist, you can tell me what happened." Suantian took out a whisk, the whole body was golden, which was a symbol of supreme mana, "Maybe I can help."

Xiao Shuyue's narration was a bit confusing, so Suan Tian had to sort out the whole thing by himself.

The Great Elder of Qingyun Temple has reached the stage of Mahayana, and he is only one step away from ascension. Unexpectedly, something went wrong on the way to cross the catastrophe, and the evil spirit entered the body and turned into a demon.On the day of leaving the gate, the disciples happily waited outside the cave, but were wounded by the bewitched Great Elder.

Xiao Shuyue acted decisively and united with all his disciples to restrain the Great Elder. During this process, many people were injured, but fortunately no one was killed.

But things here are just the beginning.

A few days ago, ghosts walked in the night during the Ghost Festival, and there were many ghosts in Qingyun temple. Unexpectedly, the elder could directly suck these souls, and escaped with greatly increased mana.

But this time the siege of Guannei disciples caused heavy casualties, and almost everyone was trapped inside to restrain the Great Elder.

The disciples who survived by luck were also seriously injured and had to recuperate in the apse. Xiao Shuyue's condition was not very good, but now she needed someone to collect the corpses of these disciples whose bones were not yet cold, and she had to come forward.

"The disciple you saw is probably the Great Elder's trick. He wanted to lure you in and let him out. I don't know why it failed." Xiao Shuyue still wanted to let Suantian leave. Magic illusion has a lot to do with it.

Suantian waved his hand, stopped Xiao Shuyue, and said, "Where is he locked up now? I may have a solution."

Xiao Shuyue hesitated for a while, and finally told him: "The Altar of the Back Mountain."

Xiao Shuyue said that if Suantian insisted on going, he had to go by himself, because the illusion of the great elder would be trapped as long as he approached, and now she is the only one in the Taoist temple, and she can no longer take risks.

Suantian walked in a hurry and rushed towards the altar. If Bi Luo had really appeared here as the person said, she might have been sucked by the elder.

Thinking of this, Suan Tian felt a strange feeling in his heart. This feeling of emotional fluctuations was very strange to him.

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The countdown of this book is coming, I count to see if there are any unfilled pits (dog head)