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Chapter 536 The Mysterious Statue

"A woman is crying?"

Sharifei was stunned at first, then suddenly realized and whispered, "Is it something unclean?"

He also awakened his supernatural powers. Although they were not very mysterious, his five senses were far superior to those of ordinary people.

He couldn't hear anything at this distance, so there must be something wrong.

"Ah."

Lu San nodded slightly, signaling everyone to retreat to the wall, then took out a dry yarrow from his arms, pinched the magic formula, held it to his mouth and chanted a few spells, then blew it gently.

Call ~
The breeze blew, and the dry grass fluttered up and down.

As it approached the dead silent house, it suddenly twisted and quickly covered with white frost, and fell to the ground like a lump of ice.

This is divination of good or bad luck using divination sticks.

Lu San was not good at this originally, but after learning the "Lanzhi Sutra", he was able to communicate with flowers and plants, and naturally he could easily learn this method.

"Such a strong resentment..."

Seeing this, Lu San frowned and turned to look at Wang Tianzuo, "What is this person's character like?"

Wang Tianzuo knew what he meant, and quickly shook his head and said, "Brother Lu is a decent person, he would never use magic to harm others. Usually, when people ask him for help, he doesn't charge much, and he lives a very frugal life."

"You can know a person's face but not his heart..."

Sharifei sighed and didn't believe it.

"Squeak!"

Before he finished speaking, the old weasel next to him became dissatisfied, jumping around, waving its claws and teeth, and doing all kinds of movements.

Seeing this, Lu San said thoughtfully: "It said that Daoist Lu never harms anyone, and usually forbids them to approach the village."

As he said this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, "Something is wrong. I'm afraid someone has set a trap in the house, most likely to harm Fellow Daoist Lu!"

"How to do?"

"Use the trick!"

After they discussed it, they immediately came up with an idea.

Lu San took out a straw man from his arms, plucked a few strands of his own hair, wrapped it in yellow cloth and stuffed it into the mantle, then tied it with a red rope.

After doing all this, he approached the wall of the house again.

The earthen walls of this old rural house were only as high as a person. Lu San stretched out his hand to push it, then turned over and jumped over.

It landed silently.

As seen before, the entire yard was dark and the gate was locked, giving the illusion that the owner was away for some reason.

Behind the gate, someone had drawn a huge talisman with white ash. If you pushed the door open carelessly, you would definitely step on it.

Not only that, the white ash also emits a fishy smell of corpse.

Lu San heard from Wang Daoxuan that this was called "yin ash", which was made from the burning coffins of old ghosts or zombies.

Folk evil cults often use this item to cast spells.

Lu San ignored it, moved his ears slightly, and listened carefully.

Soon, he turned his head and looked at the big tree in the yard.

The sound of the woman crying came from under the jujube tree.

Looking more closely, Lu San immediately discovered that there was a string of things hanging on the branches of the jujube tree. It was a rope woven with women's hair, and there was also a thick hemp rope hanging from it. It was stained with blood and was full of yin energy.

It was a dark and windy night, and there seemed to be a vague white shadow under the jujube tree.

It turns out that it is to exorcise ghosts and cast curses to harm people...

When Lu San saw this, his eyes turned slightly cold.

He had roughly guessed the other party's tactics.

That thick hemp rope was what the poor woman used to hang herself, and the evil spirit of the wronged soul was attached to it.

Originally, this kind of thing should be sent away by casting spells to quell the resentment, but some people use evil magic to refine and cultivate evil spirits to cast spells.

Whether it is Buddhism, Taoism or witchcraft, letting the soul rest in peace is the rule.

This method is purely evil.

Lu San did not approach, but picked up the straw man, chanted a spell, and then waved his hand and threw the straw man away.

Swish!
The straw man flew out and hung directly on the hemp rope.

Lu San could see with his naked eyes that a layer of white frost quickly covered the surface of the straw man, like a lump of ice falling to the ground.

He quickly stepped forward and inserted a few yarrow stalks around, then whistled softly outside the courtyard wall.

Sharifei and others also jumped in quickly.

"Find clues first!"

Lu San whispered, "I'll watch from here. If nothing is discovered, we'll leave immediately and set the trap."

"it is good!"

Sharifei didn't waste any time and rushed into the room with Wang Tianzuo.

As for Wu Ba, he scratched his head and stayed in the yard with Lu San.

Sharifei entered the room and immediately lit a torch. He looked around and immediately cursed, "You coward."

The room was in a mess.

The furnishings in Lu Laohei's house are very old. At first glance, they are obviously the kind of old items that have been used for decades. The workmanship is rough and they are no different from those in ordinary people's homes.

It is dark in color and covered with thick dust.

Everywhere was a mess.

After seeing this, Sharifei no longer had any hope.

The one who came to search must be a warlock.

If there was anything, it must have been taken away.

Wang Tianzuo looked around and also had a grim expression on his face.

"Squeak!"

Just as the two were about to leave, the old weasel ran to a jujube wood cabinet, sniffed it carefully, and squeaked.

"Hurry, Old Huang has found something!"

Sharifei quickly asked Lu San to translate.

Lü San listened to the old weasel's words and said, "Old Huang had seen this jujube wood cabinet before. It was on a nearby mountain. It was originally in an old temple and was occupied by a nest of ghosts."

"Brother Lu led them to exorcise the ghosts, then cut down the jujube wood and told them not to get close."

After hearing this, Sharifei seemed to be thinking, "Since he has been liberated, you are not allowed to get close to him. Maybe there are clues."

"Let's arrest him first to see who is behind this, and then we can investigate further."

"it is good!"

Lu San didn't waste any words. He pulled up the red rope, tied the straw man's limbs with yarrow, and jumped out of the courtyard wall with everyone else.

They left the village and quickly came to the nearby mountains.

Lu San found a bamboo forest and buried the straw man inside it. Then he and Sha Lifei and others ambushed nearby.
To prevent any accidents, Li Yan has given the "Ruyi Pearl" to Lu San for safekeeping, and it comes in handy now.

Lu San lifted the seal of the "Ruyi Pearl", and a moonlight-like force instantly concealed their breath.

Even if there were sorcerers, they would not be able to detect their location.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night.

Several people remained motionless, hiding in the dense forest and waiting.

When it was almost dawn, the rat hiding in Lu San's arms suddenly stood up and squeaked twice.

"coming!"

Lu San immediately reminded in a low voice.

Rat and Rat Er have been following him for many years, and their Taoism skills have also improved.

Originally, it was a rat that absorbed incense in the temple all year round. If it had not been discovered, it might have been able to impersonate the Rat God in the future.

When it is in the wild, almost all the nearby mice obey its commands.

Any disturbance can be discovered immediately.

Sure enough, several figures appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Sharifei narrowed his eyes and raised the magic gun.

Wang Tianzuo also suppressed his murderous intent and clenched his sword. However, Lu San's face changed and he whispered, "Something is wrong. There are still people on the other side. Don't do it yet!"

I saw a few black shadows walking back and forth at the foot of the mountain, and it took them a long time to arrive nearby.

The leader was a Taoist priest with disheveled hair and a fleshy face. He was waving a compass in his hand and looking around with vigilance.

This man's appearance shows that he is spreading the evil ways of the sect.

What’s even more frightening is that there are more than a dozen people following in the distance.

Standing in the center was none other than “Young Master Wuxiang”.

The old fellow's appearance had not changed, he was still as coquettish as before. It was a very cold day, and he was swinging a folding fan in his hand back and forth while talking to someone next to him.

The man was wearing a leather jacket, had a gloomy face, and carried a musket on his back. He was none other than Tang Ling, the demon hunter from the Meishan Sect.

For some reason, this demon hunter had a cold face and ignored Master Wuxiang who was talking beside him.

When Lu San saw this, his pupils shrank and he immediately made some hand gestures.

The straw man buried under the bamboo forest spontaneously combusted without wind, first turning into charcoal and then quickly disappearing into ashes.

He has decided to abandon the plan.

There are too many people on the other side, and they are probably all experts in the Chengdu underworld.

They might not be able to win with just "Young Master Wuxiang", let alone the demon hunter Tang Ling.

Li Yan had said that this man's marksmanship was terrifying.

As the straw man in the soil was destroyed, the evil cultivator of the Fenfa Sect was stunned for a moment. He looked at the compass in his hand, then looked around and said coldly: "Forget it, the rabbit has already run away."

As he was speaking, the people behind him caught up.

"Friend Lin, didn't you catch him?"

Young Master Wuxiang shook his folding fan and asked.

The Taoist priest shook his head and said, "The other party is very smart. They are probably spies from the Shu Palace. They fled after discovering us."

“That’s a pity…”

Mr. Wuxiang sighed, "Let's go first."

After saying that, he quickly left with everyone.

Watching their figures disappear, Wu Ba was about to get up, but was held down by Salifei, who shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, in less than half a pack of cigarettes, the group turned back again and searched in different places.

"Not here!"

"I heard no movement here!"

The sky was dim and foggy today, so visibility was poor. The people who were searching used their magical powers to investigate, so naturally they did not find Lu San and the others.

"It looks like he really ran away."

Master Wuxiang sneered, "The people from the Shu Palace suffered a loss at our hands. I guess they won't cause us any more trouble before the reinforcements arrive."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Tang Ling, with a kind smile on his face, and persuaded him: "Brother Tang, since you have already offended the Shu Palace, why bother to be stubborn? Why not join us so that we can take care of you."

Tang Ling's face was gloomy to begin with, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes when he heard this, "It was you who deliberately leaked my whereabouts. How could the people in the Shu Palace find out my name?"

"It's unjust."

Master Wuxiang said with a face full of grievance: "It was all my subordinates who did this. If I had known this would happen, I would have sent Brother Tang away directly."

"Humph!"

Tang Ling snorted coldly, obviously not believing it at all.

After the Wuhou Temple incident ended that day, he followed Master Wuxiang and secretly sneaked into Chengdu Prefecture.

Relying on his hunting experience, he observed for a long time, completely determined the whereabouts of the prince, ambushed him in advance, and shot him directly.

Originally, after taking revenge, he would leave Chengdu Prefecture.

However, this matter was leaked intentionally, and the Shu Palace launched a large-scale hunt for him. He was unfamiliar with the place and could only follow Master Wuxiang for the time being.

He was very angry about the leak of the information, but he could do nothing about it.

"Don't mention this first."

Seeing this, Master Wuxiang quickly changed the subject and bewitched him, "Fellow Daoist Tang is naive. Where is the Shu Palace? Even if we don't make any mistakes, do you really think they can't find it out?"

Seeing that Tang Ling didn't say anything, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Tang, it's okay if you look down on us."

"But now that you are wanted by the Shu Palace, I'm afraid you can only stay in the mountains and forests from now on. You can't go into the city to take work. It's even more impossible to build a building in the mountains."

"I heard that the Dragon Palace's treasury contains not only countless treasures, but also magical instruments used for cultivation, each of which is priceless."

"This thing must not fall into the Shu King's Palace."

"If we get it, you can take your share and build the mountain gate altar even if you return to the old forest in western Hunan."

"Catching ghosts is not a skill. If you have money, you can make ghosts work!"

"Humph!"

Tang Ling snorted, "I'm just afraid that you'll cheat me again!"

"Hahaha, Brother Tang is overthinking."

Young Master Wuxiang shook his paper fan and said with a smile, "We are following the rules of the martial arts world. Anyone who sees it gets a share. If I cheat you and ruin my reputation, who will dare to cooperate with me in the future?"

"Don't worry, Brother Tang!"

Having said that, Tang Ling stopped nagging and said in a deep voice, "Those Meishan brothers are extremely respectful to Master Erlang. If they really have a treasure from the Dragon Palace, they must have hidden it in the temple."

"If you really want, you can follow this clue."

After hearing this, Master Wuxiang said thoughtfully, "There are many believers in Erlang, the Lord of the River, here. There is an Erlang temple in almost every village, and there are also many along the banks of the river. It's not easy to find it."

"Whatever. A stupid method is still a method. Let's do it this way!"

After saying this, he took his men away.

Sharifei and his companions still did not move. They waited until daybreak and falcons flew overhead to investigate. Only after they confirmed that the other party had left did they leave the jungle.

"So you're looking for the Dragon Palace and Water Palace!"

Wang Tianzuo said in a deep voice: "I don't know who spread this news, but from the year before last to now, many people have been secretly looking for him."

"Brother Lu must have been plotted against by them because of this incident!"

Seeing this, Sharifei quickly comforted him, "Don't worry, Brother Wang. We will definitely find a chance to avenge ourselves."

"Let's go to the temple first, maybe there are clues there."

…………

Half an hour later, they arrived at a valley.

But there was a dense forest ahead and the thick snow blocked the road. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to find this valley at all.

"Squeak!"

The old weasel pointed ahead and rushed out with a whoosh, leaving a series of footprints on the snow.

"It's just ahead, let's go take a look."

Lu San raised his hand and released the falcon into the air for reconnaissance, then led a few people through the dense forest and snow.

I saw an old temple suddenly appearing in the valley.

This dilapidated temple is very old, and only broken walls remain of the outer wall, tangled with dead vines and covered with snow, so that its shape can no longer be distinguished.

As for the temple inside, the side rooms and halls had collapsed, and even the main roof was overgrown with weeds and half collapsed.

Sharifi stepped forward, pulled out a large wooden board from the snow at the gate, and swept away the snowflakes on it.

There were four words written on it: "Guankou Temple."

"It should be right here!"

Seeing these four words, Wang Tianzuo seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "I once heard from Brother Lu that long before the construction of Dujiangyan, the people nearby believed in the Guankou Water God, and later he gradually became known as Erlang Zhenjun."

"Go and see!"

Sharifei took out his flintlock rifle and walked into the hall first.

The hall was also in a mess. A stone statue fell to the ground. It was completely different from the Erlang Shen they had seen.

The face of the deity is blurred, but its eyes bulge outward.

Sharifei and Lu San exchanged glances.

This statue is exactly the same as the one they found in Guiqiang Ancient Village...

(End of this chapter)