fairy family

Chapter 60: Cold Altar Yin Master, Military Inheritance

Yu Que's eyes flashed, he took a step forward, and tore the night watchman's body with one claw.

Puff, the sound of limbs breaking was heard.

The night watch ghost was nothing more than a village night watchman who died in vain. He was a low-ranking, vengeful ghost with no special strengths, so naturally he could not resist Yu Que.

Cackling!

I saw its body twisted and fell to the ground, with puffs of gray gas coming out, and then it became motionless in an instant.

But the next moment, the gong in the night watchman's hand grew small, erratic hands and feet, and he was about to run away with the hammer in his hand.

The mummy is just a body controlled by the night watchman ghost, and this bronze gong is the other party's real hiding place.

Yu Que immediately stretched out his hand and easily caught the guy in his hand.

He stretched out his finger, flicked the gong, and chuckled:
"Little guy, if you can successfully cover up for me, take me to the depths of the village. Although the gold ingots are not yours, there will be paper money for you."

After he finished speaking, Yu Que stepped on the ground and put the gold ingot chestnut that had fallen on the ground back into his sleeve.

This thing is rare, and candidates generally only have three in their hands. It is the best ghost food and it is also related to the exam. Yu Que naturally cannot waste one on a mere night watchman ghost.

The night watchman ghost was in Yu Que's hand, waving his little hands and feet, trying to snatch the gold ingot chestnut from his hand, and continued to puff out gray air, trying to fumigate Yu Que's face.

Seeing that this guy was disobedient, Yu Que's smile disappeared, and he snorted coldly. His spiritual consciousness immediately spread out and pressed on the body of this thing.

next moment.

The night watchman ghost then hung obediently in Yu Que's hand, no longer moving.

After it handed the mallet in its hand to Yu Que tremblingly, it quickly retracted its little hands and feet into the gong, just like a turtle retracting its limbs.

Yu Que took the night watchman ghost with him, stripped off his outer clothes, picked up the blood-stained coarse linen clothes of the mummy on the ground, and put them on himself.

That's right, the way he thought of to enter the village was to disguise himself as a night watchman and sneak into the depths of the village.

With this ghost as cover, even if he encounters other ghosts, he will not be easily discovered.

Yu Que made his preparations quickly. He bowed to the candidates who were looking at him in a daze, then struck the gong and swaggered towards the depths of the village.

It was not until he took five or six steps that the other candidates came to their senses and looked at each other in surprise, especially Fu Ling.

The boy's eyes showed a tricky look, and he thought coldly: "Damn it! How did this guy subdue and enslave a ghost in such a short time..."

Fu Ling originally planned to attack Yu Que shortly after entering the village.

But I didn't expect that because of the vacant place, several candidates actually followed me.

This caused him to worry that if he randomly beat and killed candidates, he would fail the exam. He was also worried that Yu Que would join hands with others to take his life, so he did not dare to act immediately.

And now seeing Yu Que easily enslaved a night watch ghost, although that ghost was just a low-level ghost, it also thoroughly proved Yu Que's strength. He must be one of the best among the candidates tonight!

Fu Ling's mind was full of thoughts. He gritted his teeth and decided to hold back and wait until the critical moment to attack Yu Que.

Especially when medicinal herbs appear, when he takes action, he can announce to the outside world that the two were fighting over the medicinal herbs.

In this way, even if he beat and killed Yu Que in public, the county school should not expel him.

the other side.

Yu Que pretended to be a ghost and paced back and forth. Although he did not look back, his attention was always on what was behind him, waiting for the hidden spirit to make any unusual movements.

His concerns and plans were actually similar to those of the other party. He also wanted to find a suitable opportunity, or a deserted corner, to kill this kid so as not to affect his own county examination evaluation.

It’s a pity that up to now, Fu Ling has not given any chance.

In the deserted village.

With Yu Que's demonstration, the eyes of several other candidates also lit up. They hurriedly looked around, trying to find a ghost in the village and use the ghost's aura to cover up their own breath.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, only one of them was lucky enough to find something wrong in the water tank where he was hiding and caught a drowned ghost.

The rest of the people couldn't find any wandering ghosts, so they could only strip off clothes from the corpses on the road, release the household gods in their bodies, use the breath of the household gods to cover themselves, and pretend to be a ghost from another village.

A few moments later, Yu Que, beating the gong, successfully arrived at an open space in the center of the village.

The open space seemed to have been used by the deserted village to dry grain or set up a stage. In such places, a few big trees are often planted to provide shade when the weather is hot.

But the open space in front of Yu Que was bare, without a single tree or pavilion.

There was only a big black hole in the middle of the open space, with a trace of negative energy still emerging from it.

Yu Que stared at the cave, and couldn't help but think of the rare treasures that the two examiners had mentioned, which were dug up by the county schoolmaster.

He sighed regretfully, then continued to stagger forward with caution.

Suddenly, he stepped over two small stone sculptures of dogs in front of the open space.

There was a flash in Yu Que’s eyes.

When he came to his senses, he found himself in a busy threshing ground.

The sky was dark and there were crowds of people ahead.

Young and old men were all joining in the fun in the front, and there were humming and humming sounds coming from the earthen stage, as if someone was singing an opera.

Yu Que was stunned for a moment, and someone beside him suddenly called him forward:

"Luo Laosan, where have you been? The opera has already started."

Yu Que's eyes flickered. He looked at himself and found that he was not only disguised as a night watchman, but had become the other person.

His skin was dark, his fingers were dry, he wore a pair of straw sandals, his crotch was cold, and his pants were leaking air.

Yu Que was stunned, but also very surprised. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Have I encountered the real ghost market or mountain market that was rumored?"

The ghost market and mountain market originally refer to the scene where ghosts run rampant and gather, which is like a market of living people. Among them, playing musical instruments, singing, food, clothing, housing, transportation, tea, wine, sugar, rice and all kinds of things correspond to the market of living people one by one.

It’s just that those who come and go in the ghost market and mountain market are all dead souls, monsters, and resentful spirits.

If there really were people drinking tea and wine, or even visiting prostitutes there, the tea and wine they drank would definitely be cat and dog urine, and the prostitutes they visited would most likely be a tree hole in a crooked tree.

When people wake up, they are often seriously ill, and may even become crooked in the mouth or eyes, and die within seven days.

Yu Que's heart tightened.

But he did not hesitate and walked forward, following the "person" in front of him who greeted him.

When he walked into the crowd, he found that there was something extremely wrong with the crowd that seemed lively on the surface.

They all had strange expressions and their heels did not touch the ground when they walked.

Yu Que passed by them, and without him saying anything, the crowd would automatically make way for him, and pairs of eyes like those of paper dolls would stare at him intently.

"Yeah ah!"

Just like that, Yu Que walked to the earthen platform. He listened to the increasingly strong singing voices in his ears. He looked up and found that there was a marionette moving on the earthen platform.

The puppet was wearing a silver helmet and silver armor, holding a small gun, and riding a white horse.

It didn't fight back and forth, but instead it held a gun, walked back and forth on the stage alone, talking to itself, accompanied by the humming and humming sounds from behind the earthen stage. There was nothing special about it, and the music seemed extremely outdated.

Yu Que thought it was old-fashioned, but the "villagers" around him thought it was beautiful.

Even if the puppet was just talking to itself, every ten breaths, laughter would be heard all around, making the scene very lively.

But the villagers' laughter was exactly the same every time, dull and weird.

Yu Que stood in the crowd, and he had a vague feeling that although the "villagers" seemed to be staring at the stage, they were actually all staring at his back, the back of his head, his buttocks and other parts of his body, without moving away for even a moment.

Being in such a strange gathering, even though Yu Que was calm and believed that he had a life-saving guard behind him, he still broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

Yu Que muttered in his heart:
"Although this place is a dangerous place where the whole village has died, it is also the examination site for the county school. There shouldn't be any danger that even I can't handle."

He tensed his body and watched the outdated puppet show for a while.

Suddenly, there was movement outside the crowd and exclamations were heard.

Suddenly, Yu Que felt that most of the eyes that were falling on him moved away, as if they turned to look in the direction where the exclamation came from.

He also tilted his head slightly and glanced over secretly.

I saw another person dressed in crooked clothes as a villager walking hesitantly towards the stage.

Unlike the other "villagers", this person's eyes flickered and he looked left and right, not seeming dull at all. Even if he tried to pretend to be calm, his behavior was completely different from the other villagers.

It was obvious that the person who came must be someone like Yu Que, who had found the candidates here.

The other party walked to Yu Que tremblingly, without noticing Yu Que's existence, and just stood in front of the stage watching the show.

Soon after, one after another candidates rushed into this ghost market and came to the stage. The number of people increased, reaching thirty or forty.

Some of them went out disguised as villagers, while others broke in wearing the appearance of house gods. Their appearance and behavior were undoubtedly more out of tune with the people around them, attracting more attention from the villagers.

Finally, the number of candidates entering this place reached forty-nine.

The puppet on the stage that was babbling suddenly stopped, turned its head sharply, and looked at the people below the stage.

The moment it turned its head, the villagers who were laughing suddenly tightened their faces and stood in the middle of the field in a cold manner. This situation made all the candidates agitated, and some of them reacted with gray gas, causing the family god to appear and look around with a grin.

"Bah!"

The puppet on the stage saw this and suddenly started to sing in operatic tunes:
"Who dares to cause trouble in my territory? Come and surrender quickly, join my army and become my soldier!"

Whoosh, whoosh, the words fell.

The puppet on horseback wearing a silver helmet and silver armor took down several banners on his back and threw them at the candidates who had the most reactions. He shouted, "I will take you in as my servant. Follow the Immortal Master and make achievements!"

puff puff!

When several candidates saw the other party taking action, they naturally would not surrender. All of them had gloomy faces and were filled with fear.

But a few screams of surprise were heard.

No matter whether they dodged or rushed forward, the command flags fell on their heads and pierced straight into their crowns, then controlled their bodies and walked towards the stage.

“Hahaha!” The puppet on horseback laughed and continued to sing in an operatic voice: “Eat food and risk your life, my good son, follow my immortal master into the altar.”

Several candidates were controlled and walked to the front of the earthen platform. They were about to climb up. They were very anxious and struggled desperately. They achieved some results and rubbed off a lot of dust from the platform.

Someone else bit his tongue hard, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sprinkled it on the earthen platform, immediately stirring up bursts of black air!

The young horse-riding puppet, who had been laughing continuously, saw this and became angry. His appearance changed drastically, and he grew green face and fangs. Black air rolled out of his body and he shouted angrily:

"If you dare not obey my orders, I will kill you!"

He held the small gun in his hand, reined in his horse and took a step forward. With each step, he changed, and in an instant he became a meter taller. He was no longer a small and exquisite puppet, but a huge and ferocious ghost rider.

When the examinees who were caught in front of the platform saw this, they were all terrified and screamed:

"Spare your life! Spare your life!"

"Examiner, I give up, save me."

Just as the spears were about to fall on their heads, a sigh was heard from the earthen platform.

As soon as the sound was heard, the ghost rider with the gun immediately put away his gun and turned into a three-foot-tall horse-riding puppet, running around the earthen platform.

With a whoosh, several gold ingots and chestnuts flew out from the sleeves of the screaming candidates and landed on the earthen platform.

"After watching the show for so long, how come I didn't even get any reward money? Consider these few precious chestnuts as money to buy your lives."

An old voice was heard from the earthen platform, and then the screaming candidates were caught by the surrounding villagers, hurriedly carried out of the ghost market, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

next moment.

An old man with bald head walked out from behind the earthen platform. He was short, his heels did not even touch the ground, his face was blurry, and he did not look like a human.

It looked at the golden ingot chestnuts on the earthen platform, made strange noises in its mouth, and then took a deep breath. The chestnuts spontaneously ignited without fire and immediately turned into puffs of smoke, which were sucked into its mouth.

The ash-haired old man sat cross-legged on an earthen platform and spread out his hands. The horse-riding puppet that was circling the entire venue jumped onto his palm like flying. His body shrank to the size of three inches and ran on his body like a bug.

Yu Que and other examinees were staring at the scene in front of them, not knowing what the gray-haired old man with a blurry face had to do with tonight's exam.

Soon, the old man with gray hair stared at everyone and said:

“This place is my place of practice and my altar.

"I have been dead for many years, and the altar is deserted. You have brought gold ingots and chestnuts here today, but do you want to enter my altar and inherit my Dharma lineage?"

Upon hearing this, many candidates, including Yu Que, were suddenly shocked and their expressions changed.

"Wow, no wonder there is a ghost market here, and there is also a square platform, is it actually a cold altar!?"

Yu Que stared at the old man on the stage, and was surprised: "It turned out to be a cold altar Yin master!"

The so-called "cold altar ghost master" refers to some immortals who have achieved great success but have no disciples to inherit their Dharma lineage after their death. They are unwilling to resign and turn the altar where they live into a cold and dilapidated temple without incense. Because they practiced ghost magic during their lifetime, they still have some regrets and become ghosts lurking on the altar.

This type of ghost often craves for incense and is cold and hungry, so it recruits people everywhere and looks for disciples, wanting to carry out "yin transmission" to inherit its Dharma lineage, so it is called "yin master".

If the Yin master meets a destined person, he will pass on the Dharma lineage to the other person, and at the same time, he will also pass on the accumulated ghost soldiers or household gods, to bless the successor to grow up, continue the Dharma lineage, and fulfill his resentful wishes.

If Yu Que is not mistaken.

The little puppet on horseback just now was most likely the guardian soldier of the "Lengtan" in front of him, and the old man with gray hair was the "Yin Master" who passed away here.

In an instant, dozens of candidates in the audience showed a hint of joy on their faces.

This inheritance that comes for free should not be wasted!
Moreover, based on the black aura that the ghost rider had just revealed, everyone had already recognized that this ghost rider was a soldier of the god-level.

If someone obtains this Lengtan inheritance, apart from other things, at least he will pick up an eighth-grade god-level soldier for free, and become rich overnight!

One candidate couldn't help but blurt out: "It seems that tonight's final exam is really an opportunity given to us by the county school!"

"What kind of medicine is this? If I can inherit this altar, the county school will invite me in."

Many people whispered excitedly.

Yu Que stood among them, and he also felt a little surprised, but more of it was suspicion.

If he remembered correctly, all the villagers in this deserted village had died, and there was also an extremely vicious ghost chestnut tree planted there... Combining these two things, this "Cold Altar Yin Master" in the village didn't look like a good thing.

Don’t wait to think too much.

The old man on the stage looked at the candidates who were eager to take the exam, with a ghostly look on his face, and said:

"Anyone who is willing can voluntarily come up to the stage and fight with my army. If you can surrender, you will become my successor."

Immediately, one of the candidates rushed forward and shouted:
"I come!"

As soon as he came on stage, he cleverly placed the three gold ingots in his arms on the stage, and said with a bow:
"Senior, please leave the money for your life here first."

Seeing this man's actions, many candidates looked regretful and blamed themselves for being a step slow.

Others shouted: "Count me in, count me in."

Even though they were beaten to the stage by someone else, there were still two people who rushed to climb up the platform, wanting to compete with the person who got up first.

Anyway, they all had three gold ingots and chestnuts in their arms. Based on what the old man had just done, even if they couldn't defeat the enemy's troops, they could just pay the money and retreat.

Master Yin Cangtou looked at the three candidates who came up to the stage and spoke slowly:
"Is there anyone else?"

While the people in the audience were hesitating, three more candidates gritted their teeth, climbed up, and took out the gold ingot chestnuts in their arms.

Yu Que looked on, and although he had some thoughts in his mind, he chose to suppress them and watched with most people.

Don't be in a hurry, such a cold altar will never be inherited by others easily.

Seeing that only six people came on stage, the Yin Master Cangtou sighed, blew at the soldiers in his hands, and said, "Go."

next moment.

Just when everyone thought that there would be an exciting fight between dragons and tigers on the stage, puff puff!

There was a series of hissing sounds of sharp spears piercing the skull.

The six candidates who were full of fighting spirit, without making any move, stood still in place, their faces frozen, with huge bloody holes appearing between their brows.

blah blah blah!

The puppet general on horseback stabbed all six people to death with one shot, and then ran back to Yin Shi Cangtou.

All of a sudden.

There was silence in the audience, and everyone had horrified expressions on their faces, staring at the scene on the stage in amazement.

Even though Yu Que was alert, he did not expect that the candidate who went on stage would die so easily.

And this is not the end. The Yin Master Cangtou laughed with a sly smile: "You all volunteered to come to my altar. You can't blame me or me."

It opened its mouth impatiently and started sucking hard, sucking the eighteen gold ingots, the souls of the six examinees and their family gods all to its side, and then a crunching sound came from its mouth.

Waves of screams came from the souls of the examinees: "Ahhhhhhh!"

Under the horrified gazes of Yu Que and others, the ash-headed man chewed the six souls and six gods for a long time. Then he lowered his head and spat out six balls of gray gas, pinching the gray gas with his fingers.

This guy blew out six new soldiers in his hands as if he was blowing a candy man.

These six soldiers looked the same as the six candidates just now, and they also had dull expressions like puppets.

When they were shouted at by the puppet general, they moved one after another, obediently joined the other party's army, and wandered around the stage.

At this time, Yin Shi Cangtou raised his head again, pointed at the group of puppet soldiers on the altar, and said with a smile:

"Our army is now strong and abundant. Come up and give it a try, all of you strangers!"

When Yu Que and others saw this, they couldn't help but step back.

But as soon as they stepped back, they felt a chill on their backs, as if someone was sticking to them, their necks also felt chilly, as if someone was licking them, and there was someone blowing cold air into their ears.

Under the earthen platform, the ghosts of the wronged villagers were seen huddled together, tightly surrounding the remaining candidates.

These villagers seemed to be the scattered soldiers of Lengtan Yinshi.

(End of this chapter)