The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 296: The mountains and autumn are over, and all the ghosts worship the battle flag (please subscribe)

"Go directly to the county government office?"

In Beiling County, the Qin Tianjian team was a little hesitant when they heard Huang Jianhou's words.

Even Luo Huaizhu, who looked at his toes while walking and focused on nothing else, raised his head.

Wang Xian frowned and said, "The imperial court may not cooperate with us."

Along the way, every time the team arrived at a place, they kept a low profile and even refused to contact the local academy.

The Gein court must also be looking for reborn people, and there is a competitive relationship with Qin Tianjian.

Of course there is no reason to make a self-destructing truck.

The burly, bearded Tuyuan Warden had a deep voice, and his slightly shimmering eyes swept across the city.

explained:
"Since I stepped into Beiling, I have noticed something abnormal here. Not only is the spirit of heaven and earth disordered, but I also heard many evil spirits sneaking up along the way, which is unusual. The local government obviously lacks the power to deal with it, so it is logical for us to ask for intervention. Besides, if there is really someone If there is chaos, as star officials, we should put the safety of the country and the people first."

Everyone was convinced, and the group went straight to the county government office.

After taking out the voucher, the entire county government immediately went into shock.

Although the county magistrate is an official of one parent in the local area, in front of the Qin Tian Jian Hou, he can only remain humble and petty.

The team sat in the living room for a while and saw a middle-aged man wearing a blue official robe outside the hall, leading the officials from the county government and hurried over.

His eyes lit up: "My lords, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Huang Chen was stunned by these words, thinking that his whereabouts had already been exposed?

This ordinary magistrate actually has such a city?
Luo Huaizhu and others also breathed slightly and their bodies were tense.

It wasn't until the Beiling County magistrate sat down and began to pour out his grievances that they understood what had happened:
It turns out that in the past month, strange incidents have occurred frequently in the local area, and the district and county governments are unable to deal with them. The county magistrate has one head and two big ones.

A memorial had been drafted earlier and submitted to the court, waiting for help.

So...the county magistrate regards us as people who are here to help..."Honest Man" Huang Chen has a strange look in his eyes and smiles:

"That's right, we are here because of the incident in Beiling. What strange things have happened in the city recently?"

Luo Huaizhu tilted his head, glanced at the prison lord, and said nothing.

The county magistrate has no doubt that he is there, but with his character and rank, he is far from being able to touch the upper-level struggles.

I don't know about the battle between the imperial court and Qin Tianjian.

He immediately said with a sad face:
"There are many strange things. For example, heavy fog suddenly appears in some places, causing people trapped in it to disappear. For example, some people hear ghosts crying and howling, and then go crazy. For example, some people claim to have seen ghosts and linger... But if we talk about the latest, it is A strange disease, let’s call it ‘soul-leaving syndrome’.”

Huang Chen wondered: "What is that?"

The county magistrate said seriously:
"Some people will die suddenly and violently, dying in their dreams. There have been some cases in the city, and doctors can't find out the reasons. The immortal chief of the Taoist sect in the city has also visited. According to some files, he compiled the information and guessed that it may be related to Bei It’s related to the Mang ruins.”

Huang Chen frowned: "In the legend, the forbidden area where the strong men of the two races fought in the past?"

Luo Huaizhu suddenly spoke and asked blankly: "What, restricted area?"

Huang Chen knew that she only focused on practice and did not understand gossip, so he explained:

"Beiling was a battlefield between human and demon tribes back then. In the biggest battle, the strong men of the two tribes fought and almost destroyed an entire mountain forest. The remnant souls of many strong men also polluted the mountainous area, which is Beiling. Near Mang Mountain, a restricted area was formed.

Once a mortal enters by mistake, his soul will be harmed, but after hundreds of years have passed, there is nothing special about it. "

The middle-aged county magistrate nodded repeatedly:

"Your Excellency, you are right. This Beimang ruins has long been no longer a restricted area. It has gradually become a famous mass grave in the surrounding area. Few people go there."

Huang Chen wondered: "What then?"

Although there are no powerful monks in the county, there are Taoist priests of the national religion stationed there. Since they have successfully locked down the area, they should take action.

However, when he said this, the county magistrate showed a scared look and said in a solemn tone:

"Missing. Those immortal masters from the Taoist sect went to investigate, but never came back."

disappeared……

In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

The members of the Qintian Prison team looked at each other with expressions of interest in their eyes.

"Prisoner..." Wang Xian spoke eagerly.

Huang Chen had already stood up and said:

"With that said, without further ado, I need more detailed information. Then..."

This star officer, who looks honest and taciturn, but is actually second only to Li Guofeng in combat prowess, said confidently:
"We have to go there."

The county magistrate was overjoyed.

Immediately ordered someone to get the relevant files.

The Qintian Supervisor team did not delay. After carefully understanding the relevant situation, they declined the county government's banquet and set off after a brief rest.

……

After watching the group leave, the middle-aged county magistrate breathed a sigh of relief, stood under the eaves, looked into the distance, and sighed:
"I just hope nothing will go wrong again. With the arrival of so many star officials, I should be able to return peace to Beiling, right?"

The chief clerk next to him said doubtfully:

"Sir, the imperial court should send the Demon Slayer Division, or the Taoist Sect. Why are a group of star officials visiting this time?"

The county magistrate shook his head:

"I'm waiting for the local officials to guard one-third of an acre of land. It's not a good thing to think too much. You go and order people to continue preparing the dinner. When these big shots come back, they will also be entertained."

The chief clerk nodded: "Yes."

The middle-aged magistrate returned to the Yamen in a relaxed mood, lay down to rest for a while, and was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

He put on his clothes, opened the door in a daze, and said displeasedly:
"What's the noise?"

The chief clerk left and came back, saying in a panic:
"Sir, the officers and soldiers of the military government are here. Are they looking for you by name?"

Military mansion? !
The county magistrate suddenly became excited and his sleepiness disappeared. What could happen that would alarm the Ministry of War?Is it possible that these are also reinforcements sent by the imperial court?

Not daring to delay, he immediately put on his blue official robe, smoothed out the wrinkles, and walked out quickly.

When they arrived in the front yard, they suddenly saw a famous armored soldier with a sword on his waist and a crossbow on his back, standing in two rows.

And a military lieutenant general with a mustache was standing in the hall, standing with his hands behind his hands, staring at the large landscape painting on the wall.

The county magistrate took a deep breath, walked forward quickly, glanced at the general's clothes, was slightly startled, and cupped his hands and said:
"May I ask why you guys from the military government came to my Beiling County?"

The mustached general turned around, looked down at him with a pair of dead fish eyes, and went straight in:

"I have been ordered to come here and arrest one person."

The county magistrate had a sudden thought, but he thought that if an official committed a crime, he should be arrested by the Ministry of Punishment, and he felt relieved:
"Catch who?"

The general asked slowly:
"Is there a Chen clan here?"

……

suburbs.

Three figures stopped at the intersection, the autumn wind rustled.

Zhao Dengke, who was carrying a bookcase on his back, tightened his reins.

On the two horses next to them, Ruan Xiu and Feng Wu were sitting respectively.

After the three of them said goodbye to Ji Ping'an yesterday, they went straight to the county seat and stayed at the inn.

Then the scholar took out the letter paper and began to inquire about the delivery address, but the answer he got surprised the three of them.

"Reader, are you sure you read this correctly? The place for delivering letters is at the front?"

Feng Wu, who was wearing a black outfit, was severely injured, and his face was still pale, couldn't help but ask.

Ruan Xiu, who has a good appearance and carries a long sword on his back, also showed hesitation:
"Is it possible that I wrote it wrong? Is there really someone else here?"

Zhao Dengke shivered in the wind, took out the paper and looked at it carefully, and said:

"That's right, it's right in front of here. It says there is a village."

Ruan Xiu frowned and said:
"But none of the people we asked have heard of the village you mentioned."

Feng Wu also retreated with lingering fear:

"I always feel like there's something evil going on up front. Haven't you guys noticed? The sky is even cloudier over there."

Zhao Dengke raised his head and looked forward.

I saw a dirt road winding forward, and at the end of the field of vision was a forest, with low, undulating black mountains rising from the ground.

It seems that there is a lack of people.

Zhao Dengke was also a little panicked, but this cowardly scholar gritted his teeth and said loudly:
"A gentleman should be honest and keep his promise. Since I promised others, I should keep it. Besides, there are many people in the barren mountains and mountains. Maybe they are woodcutter or farmers in the mountains. If it doesn't work, you go back and wait. I will go alone. yes."

Feng Wu said "ha", Wu Fu's arrogance was aroused:
"It sounds like if you scholars keep your promise, we senior brothers and sisters will be timid. If I promise to escort you, I will do it. Let's go. I don't believe there is anything sneaky around this county." As he said that, he Swing the whip and take the lead.Zhao Dengke followed closely behind.

"Senior brother... you..." Ruan Xiu had no choice but to follow him, when the crowd of horses and horses stepped on the dilapidated road monument on the roadside.

On the stone tablet, the word "Bei Mang" suddenly appeared and dripped with blood.

……

Brokeback Mountain.

"Ruins?" On the cliff, under the giant willow.

Ji Ping'an asked rhetorically.

On the thick tree trunk, the face of the old man full of "humanity" squirmed, and his "lips" opened and closed:
"Yes. Not long ago, some Taoist cultivators from the county went together, but they never came out again. Xiaoyao's descendants were of low strength. Although they intended to go to investigate, I stopped them."

Ji Ping'an looked up the memories of that war in his mind and said thoughtfully: "Beimang Mountain."

He tried to think about it from his perspective, if he were a reborn demon clan and wanted to develop silently in the land of Beiling.

The ruins created on the battlefield were indeed a good place.

Beiling Mountain God cautiously said:
"If you want to go there, you must be careful. The little demon dare not question your methods, but that place is indeed scary."

Implication:
With Ji Ping'an's current cultivation level, if he breaks in rashly, he may be in danger.And this old demon that can't move seems to be quite afraid of the Beimang ruins.

Ji Ping'an said: "That does require some preparation."

Beiling Mountain God suddenly felt something in his heart:
"What are you going to do?"

Ji Ping'an looked at it, suddenly smiled and said:

"I need your strength."

"The little demon can't leave Brokeback Mountain..."

"I know."

Ji Ping'an took out the Taoist scriptures and shook it gently, and a black cloth covered with a sharp little flag at the end flew out.

It was clearly a small flag, but it seemed to be as heavy as a stone. It smashed into the ground with just gravity.

Pound three inches into the soil!

"The battle flag of demons and ghosts..." The old tree demon's illusory pupils dilated.

It seemed to remind me of a scene I had seen many years ago.

The next second, Ji Pingan pulled out the battle flag, walked slowly to the willow tree, and stabbed the sharp end into the trunk of the willow tree.

The bark, which was as thick as steel and extremely hard, was as easy to penetrate as tofu under this magical weapon.

Then, waves of light green spiritual essence crazily followed the "meridians" of the entire giant tree and converged towards the magic weapon in Ji Ping'an's hand.

At the same time, the magical weapon named "Monster War Flag" also burst out with bright light.

……

Sanjiang Pavilion.

A group of tree demons dressed as Taoist priests were waiting anxiously.

Ling Yan, who had a delicate appearance and was squatting on the ground with bulging cheeks and looking at ants, raised his head, looked at the back mountain again, and couldn't help but complain:

"Master, why haven't you come out yet?"

The scribe-like pavilion master was equally worried.

He didn't know Ji Ping'an's identity, but he must have something to do with his ancestor speaking in person.

The woman next to me consoled me:

"Perhaps the Taoist priest is from the imperial court, so our ancestors received him personally."

The local county government does not know the existence of the "mountain god", but the real high-level officials do.

Ling Yan puffed up his cheeks, like a spoiled child:

"What's wrong with the imperial court? Why did you give them some face when the Imperial Master was here? Now that the world has recovered, if the ancestor breaks through and can get out of Brokeback Mountain..."

The Pavilion Master scolded and interrupted the Huya boy's words.

Ling Yan said rebelliously:

"What does it matter? Anyway, the Taoist priest can't hear him. Besides, the ancestors at most see him because of his background. After receiving him for a while, he is really an envoy of the imperial court. He must be respectful in front of the ancestors, unless the Zhou imperial court does not want the anger of this place. Good luck."

Yes, the name "Mountain God" is not just a false name.

One of the reasons why the Great Zhou Imperial Master locked up the Willow Tree Demon in Brokeback Mountain was to prevent it from causing chaos.

The second is to use this tree demon to stabilize this land.

The ruins of Beimang Mountain have had a profound impact on the luck of this place.

The luck of various places is the basis of the national luck of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

From this perspective, when the Imperial Master planted a willow tree on top of this building, he actually had the intention of changing the Feng Shui pattern of this place.

The benefit gained by the tree demon is that it binds the luck of the place, which is somewhat similar to the function of a "Martial Temple".

This is also the underlying reason why the imperial court has had no offense with Brokeback Shanqiu for many years.

It is also the source of confidence for all the demons.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook. Ling Yan refused to let go and fell to the ground.

But the young man ignored it and turned his head to look at the mountain behind in shock.

I saw the big willow tree representing the ancestors suddenly burst into thousands of brilliance, but the green mountains all over the mountain quickly withered and turned yellow.

In the blink of an eye, millions of fallen leaves fall off the mountains, and winter comes.

And the big willow tree, which has been green all year round, has also shrunk visibly to the naked eye.

"Ancestor!"

The master of the pavilion exclaimed, not understanding what was happening, and ran madly towards the back mountain, and the rest of the people followed suit.

When they broke into the back mountain, they couldn't help but be stunned.

On the cliff, a young Taoist priest stood with his hands behind his back, and behind him stood a respectful old man with gray hair, leaning on a walking stick, and wearing a flower crown made of willow branches on his head.

The ancestor has appeared...what happened...and why is he so respectful?
Everyone looked up in confusion, and then saw a scene they would never forget.

Ji Ping'an raised his right hand and threw the small flag into the air.

The demon war flag, which was full of spiritual essence and luck, made a metallic roar, rose in the wind, and suddenly turned into a war flag several feet high, which only appeared in the battle formation, and suddenly landed.

Plunge hard into the cliff.

Ji Ping'an took out another horn and blew it gently, but no sound came out.

However, in the blink of an eye, the situation changed. With Brokeback Mountain as the center and a radius of dozens of miles, countless souls rose from the ground.

Each one represents a lonely ghost wandering the world.

In a certain tomb.

Lonely ghosts who looked like ordinary people huddled in the darkness, and suddenly emerged at the same time, no longer shying away from the sun, as if they had heard the call for recruitment.

In a certain wooden house in the woods.

A fierce ghost who turned into an earthbound spirit struggled out and stood on the roof, still maintaining the appearance of a monk in life, looking somewhere, and the illusory chains on his body were broken.

In a certain river.

The fish scattered in fear, and a rotten skeleton with water plants all over its body rose up from the water. In the flames dancing in the eye sockets, the entrenched little man opened his eyes.

……

At this moment, countless souls raised their heads and looked in the same direction, fear appearing on their faces.

Ji Ping'an raised his hand and waved, and in the next second, thousands of remnant souls swarmed in, pouring crazily into the violently shaking flag.

This process lasted for a long time. When it was all over, he gently held the flagpole. The magic weapon suddenly shrank and became the size of a palm, and was put into his sleeve.

At this moment, Ji Ping'an let out a light sigh and pointed like a sword, wiping it between his eyes.

The Taoist Heavenly Eye is opened.

In an instant, his vision shifted wildly, and he could only see the direction of the Beimang ruins. At some point, it was shrouded in thick gray fog.

"Fog Ghost..." Ji Pingan narrowed his eyes, "I found you."

……

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