Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 2290 Documents
In fact, Zuo Chenghuang's words can be regarded as telling the truth.

A small county town god really didn't dare to offend Longhu Mountain.

Speaking of levels, Zuo Chenghuang is not as good as Black and White Wuchang.However, when Black and White Impermanence arrived at Longhu Mountain, they had to walk with their backs bent.Seeing the Heavenly Master in person, Black and White Wuchang was even more embarrassed and did not dare to show his anger.

So now, Taoist Ghost wants to impersonate Zhang Daoling, the first ancestor of Longhu Mountain, which scares Zuo Chenghuang quite a lot.

When the time comes, the Ghost Master has escaped, but Zuo Chenghuang cannot escape. This means that the real monk cannot escape the temple if he escapes.Once Longhu Mountain is held accountable, the underworld will definitely be held accountable as well. At that time, Zuo Chenghuang had no way to go to heaven and no door to earth, and he couldn't even cry without tears!
The ghost Taoist laughed and said: "Don't worry, if Longhu Mountain and the underworld hold you accountable, just say that this was all my idea and you were forced to do nothing. If you are afraid, I will make it for you. receipt."

As he said that, the ghost Taoist priest really took out the talisman paper and wrote a few words: "The so-called ghost Taoist priest Lin Fengjiao is the one who descended to earth, the so-called Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, and has nothing to do with the left city god of Ailao Mountain. This is the basis!"

"Taoist Master, I feel relieved with your words." Zuo Chenghuang was overjoyed as he took the note.

This evidence is a gold medal for immunity from death. No matter how serious things happen, Zuo Chenghuang can use this to prove his innocence.

Zuo Chenghuang accepted the note, followed Taoist Ghost confidently and boldly, and said: "Taoist..."

"Hmm -" Ghost Taoist Master glared.

"Oh, Heavenly Master...Master Heavenly Master." Zuo Chenghuang reacted immediately, smiled, pointed forward and said: "Celestial Master, look, the house with the big chun tree in front of the door is the one where people died a few days ago. .”

The Ghost Taoist Master looked at it and walked over.

This is an ordinary family, neither poor nor rich.A row of small tile houses, neat and refreshing.

But there was an old man sitting in front of the door, but his eyes were dull and his expression was dull.

This old man is the father of the deceased.Although it had been a few days, the old man was still immersed in the pain of losing his son.

"Old man, we are passing by. Can I ask for a drink of water at your house?" Zuo Chenghuang walked over to strike up a conversation and asked cautiously.

The old man heard it, but didn't say anything. Instead, he waved his hands in disgust.There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. This is the sign of a dead heart.If it's normal, let alone drinking water, even if it's a meal, that's fine, right?After all, rural people in those days were very simple.

Zuo Chenghuang was a little embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "Old man, actually... I am from the City God Temple in Qianshan... City God, we are here to investigate the cause of your son's death, and to avenge your son..."

"Get out, where did the liar come from!?" The old man was completely irritated, he stood up, lifted the stool and greeted Zuo Chenghuang.

Zuo Chenghuang hurriedly dodged, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The Ghost Taoist shook his head and complained helplessly to Zuo Chenghuang.

If you open your mouth and say that you are the City God, only ghosts will believe you!
The old man ran out of stool, still angry, turned and went back to the house, grabbed a shoulder pole and came out again.

"Uncle, why did you use the long weapon?" Zuo Chenghuang was even more depressed, evasive and said: "Uncle, put down the weapon, we have something to say..."

The old man was old and suffering from the pain of losing his son, so he was weak and thought he could not catch up with Zuo Chenghuang.But when he saw the ghost Taoist priest standing aside, the old man picked up his pole and swept over.

The ghost Taoist priest did not dodge, he reached out and grabbed the pole, and sneered: "What a confused old man! After your son died, he was still alone and came to us to complain, so we can ask. You help us You think you're a liar, right? That's fine, let's go, and I'll come back when your three sons are dead!"

The old man was stunned and shouted: "How do you know my three sons?"

The ghost Taoist priest chuckled and said, "One of your three sons, the youngest, was adopted by your eldest brother, right?"

The old man let go of the pole, frowned and asked, "Where did you find out about this?"

"That's what your dead ghost son said." Ghost Daoist sighed and said: "Last night, your son's soul floated to the City God's Temple to complain, saying that he was killed by monsters and wanted the local City God to avenge him. That’s why we came here today.”

With that said, the Ghost Taoist Master pointed at Zuo Chenghuang: "Then, this is your local City God."

The old man turned his head to look at Zuo Chenghuang, but still didn't believe it.

The ghost Taoist priest smiled and said: "Zuo Chenghuang, you will find out if you go and capture the soul of the old man's son. I have already calculated that the dead ghost has already gone to the gate of hell. If you pursue him southward, you can still catch up."

Zuo Chenghuang agreed, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up, drifting forward, and disappeared in an instant.

The old man was dumbfounded and looked at the Ghost Taoist with wide eyes: "Are you, are you really the City God?"

"I am a heavenly master, older than the City God and his ancestors!" Ghost Taoist Master said lazily, and walked into the old man's house uninvited.

It's useless to talk too much to the old man, because this place is far away from Longhu Mountain. They don't know what a Celestial Master is, and they may not have heard of Zhang Daoling's name.Therefore, Taoist Ghost just said it briefly.

The old man followed in, asked the Ghost Taoist Master to sit down, and asked: "Master Tian, ​​can my son's soul be found?"

"Yes, wait until your son comes back and let him tell you." Ghost Taoist Master said.

The old man's family members all came out one after another and surrounded the ghost Taoist priest asking questions.

The Ghost Priest was very eloquent. After a few words, the family's attitude immediately changed and they treated the Ghost Priest respectfully.

"Your son was indeed killed. Moreover, that harmful thing will not let go of your other two sons, so we are here to catch monsters." Ghost Taoist Master said again.

While he was talking, a ghost came towards the door, but it was the soul of the old man's son.Behind him, Zuo Chenghuang followed.

The Ghost Master stretched out his hand and cast the soul-fixing spell continuously. The ghost figure settled down and stuck to the wall, accepting the treatment of the Ghost Master honestly.

When the old man and his family saw the blurry image on the wall, they couldn't help but scream, horrified and excited.

"I'm here, don't be afraid." The ghost Taoist cast a few more spells and went out. He saw the ghost's shadow solidifying, and then he stopped.

The ghost figure floated down from the wall, knelt on the ground, cried loudly to his family, and shouted: "Dad, I died so miserably!"

Only then did the old man believe that the soul in front of him was his son. He burst into tears and stepped forward to help him. Unexpectedly, the soul moved back and the old man got nothing.

The ghost Taoist waved his hand and collected the soul, saying: "Your son is a soul, you can't touch it. Old man, do you believe us now? Tell me, how did your son die?"

Logically speaking, Taoist Ghost could ask the old man's son directly, which would be easier.

But the purpose of Ghost Taoist Master is to make Zuo Chenghuang famous, so he must contact the people in the village.

(End of this chapter)