My enemies became my companions

Chapter 497 Right in front of you (two in one)

Before everyone went to look for the cave, Li Xian suggested that they go and take a look at the body first.

He clearly remembered that he cooperated with the Five Gods to pin Duan Guan to death against a willow tree. Now Duan Zeng came up with another story, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"I'm afraid this weasel also has nine lives."

Li Xian's voice trembled when he said this.

So Chen Yi followed what he said and found the willow tree.

All I saw was black blood staining the tree trunk, and the solidified stench drifted to my nose, but the corpse that Li Xian mentioned was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a torn piece of cloth hanging on the treetop.

This scene made the three ghosts' hair stand on end.

"I was clearly dead there..." Li Xian said with a trembling voice, "Where could this guy have run to?"

Chen Yi glanced at it and was not in a hurry to look for the disappeared body. Because of the old saint's interruption, he was more concerned about the hole of reincarnation.

Li Xian himself was not actually sure where the hole he was talking about was.

His memory was not clear. If he really had to look for it, he would probably have to recall it for a while, then hesitate for a while, and by then the cucumber dish would be cold.

Fortunately, Chen Yi did not pin his hopes on him.

"Master...are you sure you are here?"

"What you see in your soul."

The wind was blowing coldly, and a silent chill was spreading from the tips of the stretched grass, giving off an indescribable sense of weirdness.

It seems like this is some kind of ghost town.

The three of them were just souls left. When they heard the cold wind blowing, they subconsciously shrank their necks, but when the cold wind brushed against their bodies, they felt inexplicably comfortable.

It was the first time for the three of them to act as ghosts, and they all found it quite novel.

But when they looked forward, all the curiosity they had felt disappeared without a trace.

The forest is deep, with tall dead branches extending in all directions. The weather after the New Year is bone-chilling, and some strange noises can be heard by the ears, making one's scalp tingle.

Although the three of them are at a loss at the moment.

But it's still a phantom.

The three of them felt a chill in their hearts when they suddenly heard a voice urging from behind:
"Still not going in?"

The three of them were startled and looked at each other. Then Li Chengxing turned back in shock and fear and said:
"Master...shall we go in first?"

"nature."

After these two short words were spoken, the three of them shuddered and did not dare to move. Then Duan Zeng looked at Yin Tingxue expectantly, as if hoping that the girl would persuade her senior brother.

After all, why should women make things difficult for other women?

Duan Zeng thought.

Yin Tingxue took a step back and hid behind the Taoist.

The most poisonous woman’s heart!

Duan Zeng was secretly resentful.

Chen Yi said coldly: "Go in."

As soon as the three words were spoken, anyone could hear the lack of room for compromise in the tone. The three of them were helpless and could only bite the bullet and turn towards the secluded path shaded by trees.

You can go in, but who will take the lead?
Duan Zeng thought that she was a weak woman and would not dare to stand in front of two men, so she took two steps back.

Just at this moment, a female voice was heard saying, "Madam, please walk ahead, otherwise it will be bad if you get lost."

Duan Zeng's face froze, and before she could refuse, Li Xian and his son quickly stepped back three steps to cover her.

Wait until the three figures gradually go away.

However, Chen Yi was not in a hurry to follow.

Yin Tingxue turned her head, glanced at Chen Yi, and asked, "Where are we going next?"

Chen Yiying said: "Find a Taoist priest."

Yin Tingxue knew that he was talking about the Taoist who gave Chen Yi the magic mirror, but she still couldn't figure out why Chen Yi wanted to find that Taoist. She tilted her ear to listen, but Chen Yi made hand gestures and didn't let her hear.

He is so bad.

Yin Tingxue couldn't help but think, she shook her head, and then thought again, fortunately she didn't really want it.

............... ..
Dusk covered the sky, and on the weed-covered road, a blue ox carrying a package was led into the town.

As the saying goes, monks are called bald donkeys and Taoists are called stinky cow noses. It seems very imposing, but it is actually partiality. Monks are really bald, but Taoists don't lead cows. Many Taoists have been in seclusion all their lives and have never even seen a cow. Just because they lead a cow, they are called stinky cow noses. Therefore, Taoists don't get angry when being scolded. Every grievance has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor. Just recite the "Wulian Tianzun" and ask the ancestor to take it.

But the old Taoist priest who came into the town was really Qianniu.

Chanting "make way" and "let me borrow your way" all the way, the Taoist priest Qianniu walked into the town the next day after the fifteen-day official blessed him.

I saw this person walking straight through the City God Temple which was overgrown with weeds without stopping at all.

After casually asking a passerby how to get to Duan's mansion, the Taoist priest arrived at the gate of Duan's mansion.

Under the shade of a tree near the Duan residence, a group of officers had brought some wine and were standing or squatting, throwing dice and playing finger-guessing games on the ground.

Two of the squad leaders were the tallest and strongest. They stood in front of the door. One had a horse face and the other was as strong as an ox. They argued with their subordinates until their faces turned red. In the end, they had to drink heavily under the encouragement of others.

"Wait, who are you?"

The horse-faced squad leader turned around and happened to see the old Taoist approaching, and he scolded him.

"Relatives, relatives of this family..."

As he spoke, the old Taoist took out a tael of silver from his bosom and handed it to the horse-faced foreman with a smile.

The horse-faced leader was having a great time gambling. He didn't know whether the old Taoist was a relative of the Duan family, but when he saw the white silver, he was definitely his relative.

A strong smell of alcohol gushed out of his nose, hitting the old Taoist in the face. The horse-faced squad leader said, "Go quickly and come back quickly. Don't delay us."

After saying that, he snatched the silver coin and threw it onto the gambling table without thinking.

The old Taoist took off the package from the green ox, carried it on his back, and walked into Duan's mansion as he wished.

When he stepped over the threshold, the smile on his face became even brighter. He sneaked into the mansion and found Duan Siyuan trapped in the room.

Duan Siyuan's head was still lowered, and he had not yet recovered from the shock. He seemed to feel something approaching. He looked up and found that it was someone he did not recognize. He immediately became panicked and confused.

"Who are you?"

The old Taoist was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "I have met Master Duan's wife once before."

This short sentence, in a panic, seemed to touch upon the depths of his memory, and Duan Siyuan paused.

Well, he had indeed heard of this person.

At that time, his wife went to the county town and seemed to have said that she had consulted a Taoist priest for fortune-telling, but it was just an unrelated matter and Duan Siyuan did not pay much attention to it at that time.

But now, why did this Taoist priest come to my door?
Duan Siyuan's voice was trembling, his mind was like a paste, he saw the old Taoist slowly put the package on the ground. Somehow, Duan Siyuan couldn't help but stare at it, as if there was something hidden inside that was gripping his heart.

What did this old Taoist carry in?
The package was placed on the ground, tied up very tightly with three layers inside and outside. The old Taoist's bony hands tore open a corner, and a face as pale as paper appeared in front of Duan Siyuan.

Duan Siyuan's heart was lifted.

That's his fucking face!

Inside was the body of his mother Duan Guan!
Duan Siyuan was stunned, his face turned even paler than before. After waiting for a long while, he crawled back in horror.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from my ear.

"Do you want your mother to come back alive?"

Duan Siyuan turned his head away stiffly.

The Taoist priest Long whom I met yesterday did not explicitly say that he could bring my mother back to life, but the old Taoist priest who suddenly appeared at this moment said that he could bring my mother back to life...
But after a while, he nodded woodenly.

"Okay, then come in." The old Taoist smiled even more intensely.

Come in?

Where to go in?
Just when Duan Siyuan was puzzled and couldn't figure out the answer, the old Taoist blew a whistle, and the green cow poked its head into the window. He reached out and pried open the cow's mouth and pulled out its tongue, exposing the black cow's mouth to Duan Siyuan.

"Come in here." The old Taoist stretched out his other hand towards Duan Siyuan's eyebrows.

Before Duan Siyuan could react.

He felt his feet go empty, and when he looked down he saw himself slumped to the ground. Before he could regret and scream, he was stuffed into the tunnel, as if he had fallen into a big hole.

boom.

The cow's mouth was closed, and the blue cow stretched its neck to swallow something.

The old Taoist tied up the corpse and carried it across the threshold. …………

"Fuck, lost again!"

The horse-faced foreman cursed and, under the gaze of the crowd, reluctantly pushed out the silver money he had just received.

"I'll give it all to you. I'll eat you to death and drink you to death!"

The officers happily divided up the silver and took a bite. When they saw that it was really soft, they smiled even more.

"The class leader is generous!"

"Hush, look at what you said, will Ma Bantou care about this?"

"Hey, I've never seen money before."

The officers under him echoed the words of the other officers. Hearing them boast about their generosity and looking at the silver with deep dents on it, the horse-faced foreman felt a burning pain in his heart.

This is real silver without any adulteration!

Where did that old man get the dirty money from?

The horse-faced leader did not scold his men who gambled away the money. Instead, he resented the Taoist priest who bribed him. Who asked him to be so honest and give real silver?

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of footsteps suddenly appeared. The horse-faced captain turned around and saw the old Taoist leading Cow out of Duan's house.

A thought suddenly occurred to the horse-faced squad leader.

Before the old Taoist even set foot out of Duan's house, he saw the burly horse-faced leader blocking his way.

"Have you seen anyone?"

"Thanks to the police."

Just as the old Taoist was about to walk to the left, the horse-faced squad leader took a step to the left and turned to the right, and the squad leader followed him and took another step to the right.

"Sir... this is..." The old Taoist showed a simple smile, "Are you stopping me from leaving?"

"I'm not trying to stop you. It's human nature to see your relatives before going to prison. I can understand that, but the law is not merciful. Recently, a new lieutenant has come to the county. He is very aggressive and is very strict. If we are not careful, we will be the ones in prison tomorrow. We were soft-hearted and gave them a way out, but you just walked away. Why don't you understand and be more considerate of our difficulties?"

The Taoist priest's expression stiffened a little. He lowered his head and was about to pretend that he didn't hear anything, and walked out leading the cow.

The horse-faced leader waved his hand, and several officers stood up and surrounded him, like a high wall.

The old Taoist said in a trembling voice: "Sir, you are bullying me!"

"You have difficulties, and so do I. Why don't you understand each other and accuse us of bullying others?" The horse-faced squad leader clapped his hands and said in a cold voice: "Master Dao, can you blame us?"

After saying that, the horse-faced squad leader spread out his palms.

The old Taoist stared for a moment and had to take out one or two taels of silver from his sleeve, but the big hand was still there. The old Taoist had no choice but to take out another two taels from the depths of his pocket, but the horse-faced captain still did not retract his money. The old Taoist took a deep breath, took off his smelly cloth shoes, and took out the last tael of crushed silver from the soles of his shoes.

The horse-faced team leader smiled, then leisurely stepped back a few steps and let the old Taoist lead the cow away.

As the Taoist priest gradually walked away, the horse-faced waiter turned around and threw the silver on the ground.
As for the remaining crushed grain, it smelled too bad. The horse-faced squad leader thought about it and stuffed it into his crotch to suppress the strange smell.

"Come on, keep playing!"

The silver piled up into a small mountain. He grabbed the dice and was about to throw it down with great enthusiasm.

Squeak, squeak, and suddenly heard a few strange cries. The horse-faced team leader only smelled the odor of a stinky sewer. Turning around, he saw that there was no mountain of silver, but clearly dozens of rat kings with their tails connected!
The horse-faced squad leader paused, his head buzzing, and didn't wait to react.

hiss!
My crotch hurts!
…………

The old Taoist was walking up the hill, leading the cow. He turned around and took a last look from afar.

Under the shade of the trees, the officers were in a panic, while the horse-faced squad leader fell to the ground, curled up like a shrimp, whimpering in pain.

The old Taoist sneered.

The rats crawling all over the ground bit people like crazy, and then licked the splattered blood like cannibals.

As if what was flowing out was not blood,

But it is the yellow sesame oil.

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

The old Taoist sang, and Qianniu turned around and slowly walked out of the town.

...........
The old Taoist priest led the green ox, which was carrying the package, and followed the same path they had come.

There were nothing but wild flowers, weeds and trees growing everywhere along the road. In the dusk, they overlapped into a dark gray color, exactly the same as the scene when we came here.

However, his old brows frowned unconsciously.

This road is very familiar.

The old Taoist felt heavy-hearted.

And...it's becoming more and more familiar!

On the muddy road dotted with trees, everything was quiet and dead silent. It was clearly dusk, but there were no returning birds in the sky. The huge gap made the old Taoist feel more and more uneasy, and the green ox beside him also started to kick its hooves.

But the old Taoist could only keep going.

I don’t know how long it took, but the road ahead showed a slightly different scenery.

I saw a young Taoist holding the hand of a little nun, standing at a dim crossroads, facing the gloomy and dark road ahead, seemingly hesitant.

The old Taoist stopped, counted on his fingers, and then slowly walked forward.

As he approached, the Taoist turned his head.

"Blessings and blessings to the infinite Heavenly Venerable, please don't be surprised, fellow Taoist."

The old Taoist greeted him, and Qianniu walked up to him and bowed.

"I don't know what to call it?"

"My last name is Long. I am traveling with my junior sister. I have not taken a Taoist name yet."

"A wandering cultivator in the mountains, also known as Fan Kongzi."

The Taoist bowed in return and then asked, "Daoyou Fankong is also lost."

It seems that this person is also trapped here... The old Taoist couldn't get out for a while and nodded slightly.

It is easy to encounter strange things when traveling around, let alone in this town. The old Taoist remained alert and thought that if this person was trapped here for a longer time, he could ask about his situation.

The old Taoist looked into the distance, puzzled: "Master, do you know... what's going on..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist said, "At dusk, when yin and yang are mixed, it is the time when demons and monsters are most prosperous. You must know this, Taoist friend."

"Speaking of which... this place does have a very strong yin energy,"

The old Taoist nodded and said with a smile:
"Which demon dared to block our way? It's really like challenging the will of the gods. It's bad luck and a dead end."

"Coincidentally,"

The Taoist smiled and said:
"Right in front of you."

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Ps:

Please rest assured, this book will definitely not be cut. This is my first masterpiece and it will not be cut no matter what.

I said I was taking three days off, but before I knew it I had been off for five days.

The reason is not complicated. I have to re-plan the direction of the plot, take into account the plots of each heroine, and reshape the structure of the world view, which means I have to spend more time.

And the most important and crucial thing is that I found my passion again.

This process is very complicated and bumpy, and it would take more than a few thousand words to describe it in detail.

But... after a long period of confusion, I finally found my passion again. I used to be numb to many things, but now I am curious about every character in the book.

It was like the words were talking to me, slowly beating, plop, plop.

The most iconic incident was that I accidentally saw a picture in a QQ group. It was just an ordinary picture, and the group members just sighed that the sun was warm. It was just a few seconds so ordinary that they would be forgotten the next moment.

But the moment I saw the picture, the words flashed through my mind.

"Layers of clouds and mist piled up in the sky, the sun was already shining brightly, the light was brilliant, the inadvertent picture was full of vitality, shining more and more in my direction, I swiped across the screen, and then returned, entering the picture, and saw the shadows of the nearby trees like melting demons."

In just a short moment, I experienced a wonderful journey.

At this point, I knew that I had truly regained my passion and was able to write and finish the rest of the story.

So let me say it again here,
Please rest assured, this book will definitely not be cut. This is my first masterpiece and it will not be cut no matter what.

(End of this chapter)