My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 386 Red and White Collide
"Red and White Collision (legend), a taboo method of summoning spirits circulated in the folk magic of western Hunan, can summon two conflicting local Yin gods at the same time, making them collide with each other, and can exterminate all living things in the area."

There was a faint light flickering in Jiang Xinghuo's right eye, and he soon saw through the secrets hidden behind the appearances of the Red Joy and White Funeral teams.

"Red and white collide?"

Jiang Xinghuo frowned slightly. Things were developing more and more tortuously. The old mottled stone bridge, the old banyan tree, the dark and silent village...

Could it be that the village ahead is the real half-ghost village?

Jiang Xinghuo suddenly thought of a possibility and looked back down the mountain. He could vaguely see Huangquan Village located on the plain.

The two villages look almost identical.

The only difference is that the village at the foot of the mountain is full of people, while the village in front is full of deathly silence.

This is not information observed with the eyes, but a kind of intuition. It is like walking into a big empty house and being able to feel immediately whether someone lives there.

Jiang Xinghuo continued to move forward with the Baisha team, and the Hongsha team was gradually approaching from a distance. If nothing went wrong, the two sides would meet on the stone bridge.

In order to avoid getting into trouble, Jiang Xinghuo had an idea and used the wood escape technique. In a flash, he arrived at the crown of the big banyan tree.

Hiding his body under the lush tree canopy, he quietly watched the changes below.

At this time, the red and white teams had already walked onto the stone bridge. The sounds of trumpets, suona and other instruments were intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, the two teams collided with each other.

Red weddings and golden weddings, black funerals and white mourning, in the smoke-filled air, human figures kept swaying, and the red and white evil spirits actually danced on the stone bridge.

You have me I have you.

Finally, the red wedding sedan and the black coffin were combined together and carried on the shoulders of the white-haired bearers.

Zhang Dalong was still dressed in mourning clothes, and the sound of his suona became more passionate and piercing.

Behind him, the wedding procession, dressed in red, was also beating drums and gongs, and the group of people were skipping towards the village.

Jiang Xinghuo's eyes flickered slightly, and he hesitated whether to follow. The situation was still unclear. If he followed in rashly, he might get into danger.

But then he thought again, he didn't come here in real body, so even if he died here, it wouldn't affect anything, it would just be a matter of waiting for a few hours.

Then there’s nothing to be afraid of!
Jiang Xinghuo jumped down from the big tree, made a gesture with his right hand, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the air.

This scene of the red and white clash of evil spirits looked scary, but Jiang Xinghuo did not take it too seriously. Not to mention that he had already achieved the Dharma image, just based on the few evil spirits restrained in the acupoints of the main meridians, the red and white clash of evil spirits would not cause any big trouble.

Especially the Black and White Impermanence in the acupoints, which have a special effect of critical strikes on spirits, ghosts, monsters and monsters. The evil spirits summoned by the Red and White Impermanence may not be the opponents of these two big guys.

Jiang Xinghuo followed behind the red and white team, his treasure-hunting eyes flashing with a deep light, and he soon saw the true face of the red and white evil spirit.

The Red Evil God is a bride in a wedding dress, with her hands folded on her abdomen, sitting upright in the wedding sedan.

The White Evil God is a bridegroom in shroud, lying quietly in the coffin, with water constantly dripping from his corpse.

"Is this the Red and White Demon?"

Jiang Xinghuo felt a little surprised, not because the two evil spirits were too vicious, but because they were too ordinary.

Although there was an aura of resentment on his body, it was only at the level of an ordinary ghost, which was completely inconsistent with the information that Tathagata had discovered.

As for these two ghosts, let alone exterminating all living creatures, even an old man with a little bit of Taoism skills can probably subdue them.

He couldn't understand why the villagers of Huangquan Village had gone to such great lengths to summon out two such ordinary evil spirits.

soon.

The team of red and white evil spirits walked into the village. The dense fog gradually obscured their figures, and only the faint sounds of trumpets and suonas could be heard coming from behind the fog.

At the same time, Jiang Xinghuo also noticed the stone tablet standing at the entrance of the village, on which were clearly written three large characters: "Half-Ghost Village"! !

Jiang Xinghuo's spirits were lifted. Just as he had guessed, this village was the real half-ghost village. The Huangquan Village at the foot of the mountain was just a decoy, or a transit station.

The real half-ghost village is actually here.

Jiang Xinghuo looked around, especially around the big banyan tree, to see if there was any shrine.

But unfortunately, he did not find the teleportation shrine. The shrine of Bandui Village was still on the big banyan tree outside Huangquan Village.

Looking at the red mist filling the village, Jiang Xinghuo opened his eyes wide and walked into the village.

The structure of the Half Ghost Village is no different from that of the Yellow Spring Village, except that it appears much more eerie.

In the vast night, the sound of the suona is sometimes near, sometimes far away, sometimes high-pitched into the sky, sometimes low like crying...

Jiang Xinghuo wanted to follow the direction of the sound to find out what was going on, but suddenly he felt the map of the Half-Ghost Village vibrate.

When it was unfolded, a red cross appeared on the parchment, flashing a dazzling red light.

"Ok?"

The map of Bangui Village had changed, which was somewhat beyond Jiang Xinghuo's expectations. He looked at the red cross mark according to his location, and it was in a mountain outside the village.

Jiang Xinghuo's eyes flickered. He looked at the mark on the map, then looked at the direction where the suona sound came from.

After thinking for a while, he made his choice and decided to go into the village to find out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo no longer hesitated, and immediately used his magical power to rush towards the direction where the sound came from.

soon.

A house appeared in his eyes.

A team of red and white evil spirits was wandering at the gate of the courtyard, and a few old men in funeral clothes were wandering in the courtyard.

Jiang Xinghuo only took a glance and recognized those old men in funeral clothes. They were the old men he met under the banyan tree at the stone bridge during the day.

The two groups were in a stalemate across the courtyard gate, as if there was an invisible wall blocking their way, and neither side wanted to cross the line easily.

"Grandpa Li, since you are already dead, you should stay here honestly. Why do you have to break the rules passed down by our ancestors and go to the world of the living to disturb others?"

Zhang Dalong held the brass suona in his hand and spoke in a deep voice while looking at the old ghosts in the yard.

"Hehehe... Young man of the Zhang family, you put it simply. This half-ghost village is neither in the world of the living nor in the world of the dead. There is only endless loneliness and torture. I, an old man, don't want to stay here forever. If you really have such good intentions, don't stop us. Otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering our friendship."

At this point, countless negative energy suddenly spread from the old ghosts, transforming them into hideous and terrifying ghost shadows, glaring at the people outside the courtyard.

Zhang Dalong's face darkened and he said coldly:

"Since the old masters won't listen to our advice, don't blame us, the younger generations, for being rude. As long as you can defeat the Red and White Devils, I will not care about this matter." After saying that, the loud suona sounded again, and countless mists gathered from all directions, covering the entire courtyard.

Jiang Xinghuo saw it clearly in the dark. At the moment the suona sounded, the bride in the wedding sedan suddenly flew out and merged into Zhang Dalong's body.

Immediately afterwards, the black coffin suddenly exploded into pieces, and the groom in shroud, like the bride, merged into one with Zhang Dalong's body.

Zhang Dalong seemed to be reborn. His aura began to surge rapidly. The red mist around him quickly attached to his back, like a scarlet Dharma image following him left and right, and he launched an attack towards those old ghosts.

Jiang Xinghuo was secretly shocked when he watched from the side, it turned out that this was the true use of the red and white collision.

Zhang Dalong was originally an ordinary person, but after accommodating the Red and White Devils, the power in his body underwent a qualitative change.

With the power he has currently displayed, even if the Black and White Impermanence in the acupoints attacked at the same time, they might not be able to gain the upper hand.

Those old ghosts could only hold on with difficulty. Under the attack of the scarlet Dharma Image, the negative energy in their bodies disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were unable to organize any effective resistance.

At this moment, the old ghost who had invited Jiang Xinghuo to dinner suddenly took out something from his arms and threw it to the ground.

The next moment, Jiang Xinghuo felt something was wrong, as if an invisible giant hand was plundering his magic power and essence out of thin air.

Ok?
What do these mean?
For yourself?

Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, what an old fool who doesn't know how to die, is he waiting here for the meal?
Fortunately, he did not swallow those things, and he had three "soul-calming nails" in his body that locked up his soul, so the opponent's plan did not succeed.

The old ghost also looked stunned, not understanding what went wrong that caused the plan to fail.

At this time, the scarlet Dharma image behind Zhang Dalong also turned white, and countless pale paper money flew out from the Dharma image and stuck to the bodies of those old ghosts.

No matter how the old ghosts struggled, they could not break free from the paper money, until finally their entire bodies were covered with paper money, leaving no space left.

Looking at those old ghosts again, their bodies began to shrink continuously, and soon they turned into paper figures about half a foot tall.

"It's done..."

Zhang Dalong let out a long sigh, and the Dharma image behind him instantly collapsed and shattered, and he collapsed to the ground.

But Jiang Xinghuo noticed that his hair suddenly turned much whiter, as if he had aged a dozen years in an instant.

Other villagers went over to help Zhang Dalong up from the ground, then took off their white mourning clothes and hurriedly left this half-ghost village.

As for the wedding procession dressed in red, they disappeared without a trace at some point. Even Jiang Xinghuo, an outsider watching, did not notice how they disappeared.

After everyone left, Jiang Xinghuo walked over from the darkness, flicked his fingertips lightly, and the Kitchen God's fire instantly burned the paper figures to ashes.

"You have obtained, Incense +2000."

As the paper man turned to ashes, Jiang Xinghuo heard the game's prompt sound in his mind, indicating that new incense had been received.

Afterwards, Jiang Xinghuo walked around the village. The huge village was full of signs of ruin. It was pitch black without any light at all.

Jiang Xinghuo held an oil-sealed lamp in his hand, with a thoughtful look on his face. He had just heard clearly that the old ghost said that this half-ghost village was neither in the world of the living nor in the world of the dead, and was somewhat similar to the concept of Taiping Ancient Town.

And it can also be analyzed from Zhang Dalong's words.

After the death of the villagers of Huangquan Village, they will not go to the underworld to reincarnate like other earthly creatures, but will come to this village.

Those old ghosts just didn't want to be trapped here, so they sneaked out, but they were discovered by themselves, which led to a series of subsequent events.

Jiang Xinghuo was thinking about these things while wandering around the village.

Not long after,

He came to the end of the Half-Ghost Village.

Jiang Xinghuo walked around the village twice and explored it, but didn't find anything useful.

But just as he was about to leave here and head for the newly marked point on the map, the dim yellow eye between his eyebrows suddenly discovered a path that was invisible to the naked eye.

The oil-sealed lamp can only illuminate an area three feet ahead; anything further away is just pitch black.

Jiang Xinghuo turned his head and looked back again. In his vision, all the scenery disappeared, and only endless darkness was pouring in.

But after closing the horizontal eye between the eyebrows, everything returned to normal.

Jiang Xinghuo looked thoughtful. He opened his eyes again and looked at the small path in front of him that led to nowhere. Suddenly, he felt inexplicably familiar.

He remembered that when he was in Taiping Ancient Town, he discovered the Ghost Gate Laboratory in the same inexplicable way.

The path that the Black and White Impermanence led me on at that time was very similar to the path before me.

Could it be that there is also a laboratory hidden in the Half Ghost Village? Jiang Xinghuo took out a rock ear from his pocket and felt that this was more and more possible.

He remembered that the video message on the Ghost Gate Laboratory said that there were thirteen such laboratories, each named after a folk legend of a previous civilization.

"Gate of Hell, Yellow Springs Road, Naihe Bridge, Wild Ghost Village, Hall of Rebirth..." Jiang Xinghuo murmured to himself.

Wild ghost village.

A half-ghost village.

Just one word difference.

perhaps,

This path leads to the Wild Ghost Village Laboratory.

"Never mind, let's go over and take a look first..."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the path in front of him, his eyes moving around, and he walked straight along the path into the depths of the darkness.

The dim light illuminated the surrounding scene.

The oil-sealed ghost in the wick seemed to sense something and curled up inside the wick, not daring to show its head, so that the light became dimmer and dimmer. Jiang Xinghuo simply put away the oil lamp.

Anyway, with the horizontal eye between his eyebrows, he can see the road clearly, but it's not so obvious.

Jiang Xinghuo walked for about half an hour, and in the deep darkness on both sides of the path, some dilapidated buildings gradually appeared.

But he could only vaguely see the general outline. Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while, and condensed a stove god fire in his palm, like a dormant dragon rising and falling, and flew towards a dilapidated building...

(End of this chapter)