Knife splashing

Chapter 38: Soldiers' Souls Enter the City Wall

"Why are you here?"

Hearing the sound, Li Yan whispered without turning his head.

Just by smelling the scent, I knew it was Wang Daoxuan and Sha Lifei.

However, they were worried that something might happen, so they asked the troupe to continue chanting while they ran to check the situation.

"What is it?"

"Soldier Soul..."

Li Yan lowered his voice and gave a brief account of the situation.

"Soldier soul?" Wang Daoxuan was not surprised after hearing this.

More than ten years ago, there was a severe drought in Guanzhong. The Maitreya Sect took the opportunity to cause chaos. The imperial court sent several troops to suppress it. The two sides fought back and forth and the blood flowed like a river.

There are many dead soldiers buried in the mass grave.

His eyes were uncertain, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The barking of dogs can drive away evil spirits. The Beggars' Sect used a dirty trick to scare away all the ghosts around. Only this is left."

"This is our only chance tonight. If we fail, not only will we have trouble getting down the mountain, but we will also have to go somewhere else if we want to pray to the gods again."

"Let him enter the city first and see what happens!"

Li Yan did not object when he heard this. Wang Daoxuan has always been cautious in doing things. Since he dared to take the risk, it meant that he had subsequent response methods.

After making up their minds, the three of them retreated.

Wang Daoxuan and Sha Lifei ran back first to make preparations.

Li Yan stayed and used his alien scent to attract the other party.

In the darkness, the tattered corpse was walking crookedly and slantingly, and was occasionally tripped by dead branches on the ground. It looked very strange.

This place is only a thousand meters away from the altar, but Li Yan’s brows are becoming more and more furrowed.

the reason is simple.

He could smell that as the corpse walked, the evil aura around it was attracted to it, and combined with the original evil aura of the soldier soul, the smell on its body became even colder.

Even though we were dozens of meters apart, I felt cold all over.

Li Yan thought to himself that this was not good.

If we don’t get there in time, this thing will probably turn into a zombie!
A person has three souls and seven spirits. The soul and spirit are yin, and the body is yang. The three souls are yang, and the seven spirits are yin. When yin and yang are in harmony, each is in its place.

After death, yin and yang are separated, the seven spirits disperse first, and the three souls leave last.

After the soul leaves the body, it will first transform into a bardo body. If an accident occurs and it does not enter the underworld, it will transform into a ghost and become a lonely ghost.

The seven souls are yin and reside in the earth. If they do not disperse after death and remain in the body, they will absorb the evil yin energy of the earth's veins, causing harm to the corpse.

The beggar's seven souls had not yet dispersed when the soldier spirit possessed his body. It was impossible for him to revive and he could only turn into a zombie.

Thinking of this, Li Yan quickened his pace.

Fortunately, the speed of the corpses behind him also increased.

Finally, just as the first roar came out of the corpse's mouth, they arrived at the open space of the "Old Yin Coffin" where the evil spirits were gathering.

There is a bonfire here where gold and paper money are burned.

In the dim light, everyone could see that the corpse following behind Li Yan had a face as pale as ice, black blood flowing from all seven orifices, and his body was stiff, walking on tiptoe.

This situation is really weird.

Even with Wang Daoxuan's warning, everyone in the Chunfeng class was still frightened and their faces turned pale. Fortunately, no one dared to escape. They still knelt on the spot, holding three incense sticks and silently chanting words to invite the gods.

And the dead body finally changed.

"Its" attention has shifted away from Li Yan. It looked up at the altar, tiptoed forward, but then turned around in place, as if it couldn't find the direction.

Even ghosts and evil spirits have their own preferences.

Some like blood and the smell of living people, while others prefer incense.

Only those who like to eat incense and burn it can offer it as a Yin spirit.

There is a door!

Wang Daoxuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately took a step forward, left the altar, turned in the air, and stretched out his right foot when he landed.

laugh!
A trace appeared on the ground, running through the three walls formed by incense ash, as if a city gate had been opened to welcome guests.

Call ~
Suddenly, a strong cold wind blew around.

Li Yan could smell a cold smell of blood coming from the beggar's dead body, and the body fell to the ground.

The smell swirled forward and rushed towards the altar.

Although other people couldn't see it, they also felt the hairs on their backs stand up suddenly, and the temperature around them dropped a few degrees.

Then, they saw a strange sight:
I saw a cold wind blowing, and in the brazier where paper money and gold ingots were burned, the paper ashes and the remaining fire swirled rapidly, like a tornado, passing through the opened gaps in the incense ash wall.

When it approached the altar, it suddenly dissipated.

Li Yan could also smell the cold smell of blood, which actually went directly into the body of the statue through the altar and began to absorb the scent of incense on the altar.

He quickly waved his hand to signal, and Wang Daoxuan was even quicker to take out the white paste made of incense ash that he had prepared in advance and directly sealed the opening at the bottom of the statue.

Buzz!
The statue on the square table trembled a few times and then returned to silence.

"coming!"

Wang Daoxuan held up the statue and shouted loudly.

The people in the Spring Breeze class were already prepared and shouted in unison: "Catch it!"

The boss Zhou carried the wooden box containing the statue on his back. When he opened it, he found a small shrine inside.

Wang Daoxuan placed the statue in it, closed the wooden box, and covered it with a red cloth. Then he waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave quickly.

Sharifei also hurried forward to help him put away the incense burner, water jar, soul-calming bell and other instruments, extinguished the brazier, and left without caring about the makeshift square table.

These magical instruments are worshipped in front of the ancestral altar all year round and offered sacrifices with incense.

Although it was just ordinary material and far inferior to Li Yan's Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Coin, it also consumed a lot of Wang Daoxuan's energy and naturally could not be discarded casually.

The way down the mountain was even harder to walk, and everyone stumbled and no one dared to look back. Especially for the boss Zhou, it was even harder to carry the box on his back, but he was extremely careful, for fear of falling and breaking the statue.

Fortunately, he had practiced the moves and his lower body was stable, so nothing went wrong.

As for Li Yan, he walked at the end of the team.

Wang Daoxuan had instructed that if one smelled anything disturbing, one must not look back, but directly activate the Three Talents Demon-Suppressing Spear to scare it away.

But the strange thing was that there was nothing unusual behind us until we got down the mountain.

Everyone in the Spring Breeze Class breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

This night was really a very tiring one for them.

Sharifei also wiped the sweat off his forehead and said jokingly, "Master, you are too cautious. Isn't this nothing?"

"What do you know!"

Wang Daoxuan turned his head and looked at the mountain, full of confusion.

Li Yan also said, "Master, don't worry. Those beggars have already released their dogs to scare away the ghosts. Even if they come to harass us, we can handle them."

"I'm not afraid of ghosts..."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head slightly and whispered, "Any mountain or river where the innate energy and evil spirits converge is likely to have the mountain god and river god. These ghosts and ghost soldiers are restrained by them so that they don't run around. They are equivalent to their soldiers."

"When we invite the gods, it's almost like kidnapping someone's family members. We naturally have to stop them, especially this kind of soldier spirit."

"This mass grave is quite old. It's rare that there is no mountain god ruling it..."

Sha Lifei scratched his head and said, "Since the Yin God has been invited, why think so much? Let's go quickly. When we get back to Xianyang, it's just right for us to have a bowl of hot mutton soup to dispel the cold."

"Yes, you're making me hungry."

"Master Wang, I'll treat you to this meal!"

"You have invited the Yin God, so hurry back. Remember, you must burn incense every morning and evening. You must offer sacrifices on the first and fifteenth day of every month..."

"Don't worry, Taoist priest, I've got it all down..."

Everyone cheered up and hurried on their way, quickly disappearing into the night.

What they didn't know was that soon after they came down the mountain, blazing torches were lit in the dense forest, and many beggars surrounded the Beggar Leader of the Mountain and arrived.

Looking at the dead body on the ground, the fat Shan Ye reached out his hand to touch it, then immediately retracted his hand and said with a gloomy face: "Burn this body, otherwise there will be no peace on the mountain in the future."

"Master Shan, four or five good fighters are dead."

"They run fast..."

Several beggars around had fierce looks in their eyes and stared at the mountain below.

The beggar, Shan Ye, had calmed down by now. He touched his greasy belly and said, "I thought they were all fake. I was careless."

"Send a message to the Iron Knife Gang. The intelligence they provided is inaccurate. These lives must be counted on them. If you don't find the person for me, this matter will not end!"

"Also, have someone keep an eye on that group of people. Don't provoke them casually. When the opportunity arises, give them another lesson!"

"Yes, Master Shan!"

…………

There are quite a few mutton soup restaurants in Xianyang.

If you want to survive here, you must have some skills or you will have to close down in a few days.

After passing the Weijia Old Street of Mawang Temple, there is a mutton soup restaurant called Wu’s Old Store. It has been passed down through generations and has been open for more than a hundred years.

The big soup pot in his house is always boiling all year round.

When closing the shop every day, the fire is left on the bottom and fresh lamb ribs are put in to boil the next day. The soup is white and delicious and is most famous.

What is even more commendable is that this old store never forgets its roots.

Some old stores, as soon as they become a little famous, rush to renovate themselves to make them look grand and upscale in order to earn the money from the dignitaries.

The Wu's old shop was always a large shop, with several large pots squatting outside the shop, boiling mutton soup bubbling, and rows of long tables and chairs placed from inside the shop to outside the shop.

The key is that the price has remained unchanged for decades and the products are clean.

Therefore, there is always a group of people squatting and drinking mutton soup.

Wang Daoxuan and the other two drank three bowls of wine in a row and ate four or five pot cakes until their foreheads were covered with sweat. Only then did they put down their bowls and feel refreshed.

It was already early morning and more and more people were walking on the street.

Looking at the people coming and going and the mule-drawn carriages, Sharifei felt that last night's experience was just like a dream. He sighed and said, "Damn it, I regret it a little bit."

"Master, are we going to have to work so hard in the future?"

"That's not necessary."

Wang Daoxuan smiled and said, “No ordinary sorcerer would dare to take on the situation last night. Now that we have done it, the news will spread quickly.”

"Take some stable work from now on, and you just need to run errands."

"That's good. Are you sure?"

"of course."

"Why do I sound a little bit hollow..."

As the two were chatting, they saw a man walking towards them from a distance.

The man was of short stature, wearing a black coat, a square hat, a pair of dead fish eyes, and looked listless.

When he came up to the three of them, he smacked his lips:

"Who's Li Yan?"

Li Yan put down the bowl and glanced at him, "It's me."

The dead fish-eyed man stared at him, looked him up and down, and sneered, "Little brat, you're just entering the martial arts world and you're already risking your life with others, this is a joke."

"You want to fight a life-and-death contest, do you understand the rules?"

(End of this chapter)