The Taoist Priest of the Supernatural World

Chapter 176 Unexplained Fear

Early the next morning.

Qiu Sheng, who had long been accustomed to getting up early, opened his eyes subconsciously at this moment.

"It's time to get up and practice!"

When he saw this somewhat unfamiliar room, he suddenly remembered where he was:

"Oh, still at the inn."

When he thought of this, he subconsciously looked at the rag doll on his bedside:
"...Hey, ghost guy, wake up."

When he said this, he rubbed the doll's forehead and even flicked it lightly with his fingers.

"Snapped!"

"Oh my god! You bastard, don't you know I can't talk casually?"

After being bounced, the rag doll, which had been showing no reaction until now, suddenly became anxious.

"I've already told you that the power of light is too strong during the day and it will consume a lot of my strength."

"Besides, you kept asking me about Western countries for most of last night. I'm very tired too, okay?"

Seeing the rag doll recover, Qiu Sheng seemed very unconcerned, and then he said:
"Isn't it just that there isn't enough Yin energy in your rag doll to support you? Don't worry, we are professionals in this area."

"And recently I've been learning fishing from my seventh uncle, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to catch some ghosts and spirits for you."

Ever since the master created a substitute yesterday, he felt that he had a special connection with the little rag doll.

Although the connection was not that close, he could vaguely feel some of the internal structure of the rag doll.

To put it bluntly, it is actually yin energy and soul.

The reason why this foreigner could talk to him so safely was because there was a lot of negative energy contained in this rag doll.

This thing is not easy for others, but for someone like him who has a beloved wife, it is easy to do.

Just find any opportunity to enter the Yin-Yang world, and maybe you can gain something. Isn't this just a joke?
After hearing what Qiu Sheng said, the rag doll slowly calmed down:

"Well, since you are wizards from the East, I will reluctantly trust you."

"But don't call me a foreigner. I know your culture. It's definitely not a nice word to say that."

At this point, the rag doll began to correct Qiu Sheng's way of addressing him:
"My name is Black. Remember, it's Black. Don't call me a ghost anymore."

"Besides, I am also a senior scientist in the Empire and have made great achievements in many areas. I am more than qualified to be your teacher."

When he spoke to the end, Blake also seemed very confident.

He is not an ordinary person. He can independently study vampires, mummies, and zombies, and travel to the Middle East alone.

If he hadn't accidentally caused a big mess this time and caused trouble for the zombie, he would still be alive and well.

"Okay, okay, Blake, I get it, but since you're sleepy, you should go to bed."

"I have to get up early to practice next, so don't peek."

When he said this, Qiu Sheng put on his clothes with ease. After a short while, he looked much more energetic.

Watching Qiu Sheng preparing to practice, Blake seemed to be not that interested:
"Eastern and Western cultures are different. I don't even have enough time to study science, so how could I possibly spy on you doing those weird movements of yours?"

Although Blake said so, he still carefully poked his head out from the head of the bed.

However, just as he stuck his head out, he saw a yellow talisman suddenly stuck on his forehead:

"Snapped!"

A clear voice sounded.

Then, the rag doll, which was lively just a moment ago, suddenly became stiff after the yellow talisman was affixed to it.

"Hey, I knew you had other plans in mind, but it's too late now."

After clapping his hands gently, Qiu Sheng wrapped the foreigner with yellow cloth and began his daily practice.

Get up early and finish your meal.

Then, Uncle Nine put on a yellow robe very seriously, which looked more dignified than his usual attire:
"Today is the day your uncle and his men are going to execute him. It's time for us to personally go out and rescue your uncle."

I watched Uncle Jiu put on his hat and carefully smooth out the wrinkles on his body, looking very serious.

Qiu Sheng, who was standing behind him, nodded very seriously at this moment:
"Well, then let us, master and disciple, show our might together and save our uncle and the others from the execution ground!"

Looking at the master and disciple in front of him, Blake, who had been released from the yellow cloth by Qiu Sheng, seemed very curious:

"Rescuing people from under a gun? Is that true?"

Seeing the curious look on Blake's face, Qiu Sheng stuffed him into his backpack.
"You'll know when you see it!"

If it were another wizard, he might be afraid of this musket, but he was not.

Once he changes his body form, he can walk through walls and on the ground, truly like a ghost.

No sword or gun could hurt him at all.

Qiu Sheng pressed him into the cloth bag, and Blake carefully pushed out a small bag from the other end of the cloth bag:
"Ugh……"

However, just when Blake wanted to peek, he saw Song Feng, who had already cleaned up on the other side, pushing a wheelchair towards him:

"Ahem...it's almost time. If we're any later, we might not be able to make it. We should go."

I heard the sudden cough and looked at the old man sitting in the wheelchair in front of me, who looked like he would not live long.

For a moment, an extreme feeling of fear suddenly emerged in Blake's heart, and even his soul froze for a moment.

Faintly, he had a similar feeling to the first time he was cursed, when he faced the evil god:
"...Oh no, how is this possible?"

Although I had some doubts in my heart, how could this old man in front of me, who looked like he was about to die, make me so scared.

But at this moment, Blake was carefully lying in Qiu Sheng's cloth bag, not even daring to show his head.

The Far East is indeed different from other places.

No wonder people with special abilities and witches from Western European countries are unwilling to come to the Far East.

It turns out there is really a big horror here!
After hearing what Uncle Seven said, Uncle Nine nodded, and then asked Qiu Sheng to carry the cloth bag, and several people walked outside:

"go!"

Just keep going along the road.

Under normal circumstances, beheadings usually take place at Caishikou.

In other words, if someone was to be killed or executed, it would generally take place in the most prosperous area of ​​a village or town.

For the rulers, this allows more people to see the consequences of breaking the rules, which can be regarded as a form of physical intimidation.

Of course, it is precisely because of this that so many incidents of people being slaughtered in blood have occurred.

But things are different now.

It's a new era now. With the advent of guns, there's no need to go to Caishikou anymore. Now we have to choose a quiet place.

After all, it would be fun if some unlucky person's gun trembled during the execution and randomly shot a passerby to death.

They easily followed the crowd of onlookers to the execution ground.

"Wow, Master and the others are so miserable."

Seeing the three of them tied up with ropes and about to be forced to kneel down and beaten, Qiu Sheng couldn't help but be surprised:
"Although Master Uncle is a little weak sometimes, he shouldn't be afraid to use his magic power to resist when he is dying, right?"

Although the Maoshan Taoist sect has various rules and regulations, the person is about to die, so why bother about it?
Better to die than live.

If it really comes to this critical moment, which hero or capable wizard would not make plans for himself?
Why does Master seem so powerless?

Looking at Mamadi and his two apprentices who were being held on the execution ground and about to be executed, Uncle Jiu's face darkened:
"Your uncle's aptitude is slightly better than Wencai's, but not much more."

"He was able to enter the sect because of various conditions and coincidences. To be honest, he is now at most a mage who has barely cultivated his magic power."

"Without having practiced powerful spells and without spellcasting materials in hand, he cannot resist."

When Uncle Jiu said this, he felt ashamed. If his fellow disciples in the talisman lineage were not so useless, why would his master have placed high hopes on him?
Of course, times are different now.

If this had happened in the past when beheadings were still the norm, even if one had only initially developed magical powers, one would have been able to come up with some tricks.

But now everyone plays with guns.

This thing is much more powerful than swords and guns. Many accomplished mages no longer dare to use it as recklessly as before.

After all, times have changed!

After hearing what his master said, Qiu Sheng nodded thoughtfully:

"I see……"

At this moment, the head of the security team waved his hand gently:
"Prepare……"

As he finished speaking, the soldiers standing near Mamadi and the others raised their rifles.

Death is certain at such a close distance.

Seeing that things have come to this point, Mommy can no longer hold back:

"Lin Zhengying, come and save me!"

Just as he was shouting loudly, he saw the captain of the security team was Dahedao:
"Execution!"

As he finished speaking, the soldiers holding rifles pulled the trigger one after another:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three gunshots rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the bullet that was supposed to hit Mama's third person was instantly deflected.

Whoosh whoosh!
next moment.

On the cliff in the distance, a Taoist priest in bright yellow robe suddenly appeared.

Just look at the yellow umbrella in his hand:
"brush!"

The next moment, the yellow umbrella fell from the sky and controlled all the people holding guns.

Then, Uncle Jiu stepped forward onto the paper of another yellow umbrella and slowly descended from the sky:

"Keep the gun alive!"

Seeing this scene, the captain was shocked at first, and then he said angrily:
"You dare to rob the execution ground?"

Having said that, he took out the pistol from his waist and ordered the other soldiers around him to teach this man a lesson.

However, seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu pointed at the yellow umbrella:
"change!"

Then the two yellow umbrellas were seen spinning around, and the soldiers were pointing their guns at their companions uncontrollably.

Even the security captain who was holding a pistol couldn't control his hand and put the gun to his forehead.

Seeing such a thrilling scene, the security captain felt his scalp tingling:

"Misunderstanding... misunderstanding!"

When he said this, he looked at the Taoist in yellow robe in front of him with fear.

Oh my god.

I have heard for a long time that these Taoists and monks are all good at Qimen Dunjia, and are said to have extraordinary abilities.

I originally thought that no matter how powerful they were, they would never be able to defeat the muskets.

I didn’t expect them to be so awesome!
When he thought of this, the security captain even looked at Ma Di who was tied there with hatred.

You have such an awesome foreign aid, why didn’t you tell me earlier?
Seeing that the captain of the security team had given in, Uncle Jiu did not hold them hostage to do anything else, and then put away the magic:
"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's talk about how to catch this zombie."

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, the security captain subconsciously put away his gun, wiped the cold sweat from his head and said in a very servile manner:
"Master, you are a capable person, whatever you say is what it is."

When he said this, he turned his gaze to the other soldiers standing beside him:

"What are you looking at? Let him go!"

After hearing what the captain said, the other soldiers hurriedly untied the ropes on Mamadi and the others.

"My life was finally saved..."

Seeing Uncle Jiu suddenly appear and save them, Mom couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He is still young and doesn't want to die.

Seeing that Uncle Nine had resolved the matter, Qiu Sheng, who was hiding in the crowd, came out pushing Uncle Seven's wheelchair:

"Hello, uncle. Hello, fellow disciples."

Seeing Qiu Sheng coming over and greeting them in a wheelchair, Mama subconsciously said:
"You brat..."

However, before he could finish, his expression suddenly changed, and then he looked at Qiu Sheng in front of him with a sharp gaze:

"You... you did it?"

Looking at the uncle in front of him whose face changed drastically, Qiu Sheng said calmly:
"Master, you have a keen eye. I have only taken a small step forward. It is nothing, nothing."

Hearing Qiu Sheng's answer, Mama couldn't help but take a breath of cold air:
"hiss……"

I didn't expect that the last time he met Qiu Sheng, this kid was still playful and naughty, but in the blink of an eye he entered the Taoist practice.

Although he is not very good at Taoism and his appearance is not very good, he has at least received orthodox cultivation education from Maoshan.

Once you enter the Tao, you are no longer a young generation.

Although he managed to cultivate magical powers, his fellow disciples all understood the level of his abilities.

If you really want to talk about it, he may not be able to compare to Qiu Sheng.

Looking at the stunned Mama in front of him, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly:
"..."

(End of this chapter)