Confucian and Taoist scholar

Chapter 5: Killing the Evil at the Mass Grave

When the waiter heard Lu Zheng's question, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, what are you doing for this?"

"I'm bored, just want to listen to something funny, tell me about it." Lu Zheng said with a smile, and took out a few copper coins and put them in front of the waiter.

The waiter thought that he was not busy at the moment, so he happily took the copper coins and told Lu Zheng about the demon.

The waiter had worked in the inn for many years and had heard many strange stories, so he told them to Lu Zheng.

When talking about some scenes of exorcising demons and monsters, the waiter described them vividly, as if he had been there himself.

Lu Zheng thought that this waiter was wasting his time serving tea in the inn, so he could become a storyteller.

It was not until the innkeeper called him that the waiter stopped talking with a look of reluctance, and then hurried off to do his work.

After Lu Zheng got some of the information he wanted, he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

In the evening, Lu Zheng left the inn and went straight out of the city to a place on the outskirts of the city.

Lu Zheng put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards his destination.

He had nothing in his hands, nothing to use against demons.

In Kaiyang County, there are actually magical tools and talismans for sale to fight against demons, but those things are not cheap.

Lu Zheng was confident that he had reached the second level of Confucianism and Taoism, and his literary aura was stronger than those ordinary magical instruments, so he didn't need anything else.

According to the ability classification of this world, Confucian and Taoist literary spirit and immortal thunder magic are the best at restraining demons and monsters.

As a scholar, he is more than capable of dealing with the most common demons and monsters.

There is a low mountain a few miles away on the western outskirts of the city.

There are simple earthen tombs in the mountains, surrounded by wasteland and overgrown weeds, filled with a stench of decay and death. This is a mass grave.

According to the waiter, this place is haunted by evil spirits and evil ghosts at night, and few living people would come here at night.

Lu Zheng thought that ghosts were easier to deal with and easier to find than demons, so he chose to come to this mass grave.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was already night, the moon was dim and there were gusts of cold wind.

The woods rustled in the wind, making a sound like a low whimpering.

"Caw..." A crow made a creepy cry.

The entire mass grave looks eerie and terrifying, which makes people feel scared.

Lu Zheng's expression was calm, not affected at all. Instead, he was curious and walked straight up the mountain.

He walked along the narrow path, passing by one earthen grave after another, looking around, searching for the wandering ghosts here.

At this time, a layer of hazy mist had gradually spread across the mountain, and the yin energy was becoming increasingly dense.

Although Lu Zheng felt the chill, at his current level, even if he did not release his spiritual energy, the negative energy could not enter his body and had no effect on him.

After walking for a while, Lu Zheng vaguely saw a light flickering in the mountains.

He paused, walked closer and saw that it was a few ghost lights floating around.

Seeing that it was not a ghost, Lu Zheng felt a little disappointed.

Suddenly, Lu Zheng heard some humming sounds again, which were slightly different from the sounds caused by the cold wind.

He followed the sound and saw a newly built grave not far away with some incense and offerings in front of it.

And there were several illusory ghosts floating in front of the grave, sharing the incense there.

Seeing this, Lu Zheng was delighted and walked over quickly.

Several ghosts were enjoying the incense when they suddenly felt a living person approaching. They began to falter and let out shrill roars towards Lu Zheng, as if they were protecting their food.

Lu Zheng was not afraid at all. He strode towards the ghosts and wanted to deal with them all at once.

When several ghosts saw Lu Zheng approaching, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts, floating away quickly. These ghosts were just ordinary ghosts, without intelligence, only certain instincts.

Lu Zheng restrained his literary aura, but his Yang energy had recovered a lot and his aura was strong.

Ordinary ghosts will subconsciously avoid living people with strong yang energy.

Lu Zheng didn't expect these ghosts to be so useless and were scared away in an instant.

He quickly chased after a ghost.

But the ghost floated for a distance and then collided head-on with a larger evil ghost that was emitting a bloody and murderous aura.

When the evil ghost saw the evil ghost bumping into him, he grabbed it with his big hand, opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth, stuffed the evil ghost into his mouth, and swallowed it.

The evil ghost saw Lu Zheng again, his eyes glowed red, and he let out a terrifying roar.

Immediately afterwards, the evil ghost pounced towards Lu Zheng.

Suddenly, a cold and chilling wind blew in, accompanied by the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows. Although this evil ghost was very fierce, he felt that it was not as powerful as the female ghost of Zhusha.

Seeing the evil spirit rushing towards him, Lu Zheng stood as steady as a rock, motionless.

When the opponent approached with his bloody mouth wide open, a gust of cold wind blew in his face.

Lu Zheng had an idea and suddenly raised his hand to grab the evil ghost.

While making the move, Lu Zheng released spiritual energy from all over his body to protect it.

The greenish aura instantly dispelled all the negative energy around it.

Lu Zheng grabbed the evil spirit with one hand, just like grabbing a ball of soft cotton.

The entire evil ghost was covered in literary energy, and bursts of green smoke came out of its body.

It suddenly felt great pain, let out a shrill roar, and struggled violently there, trying to break free.

"The Master said..." Lu Zheng recited the words of the sages to suppress the evil spirit.

All of a sudden, the evil ghost's momentum was greatly weakened.

Lu Zheng's palm seemed to have the power of confinement, making it impossible for the evil ghost to break free, and the ghost itself was quickly dissolved by the literary energy.

In just a few breaths, the evil ghost that was so aggressive just now turned into wisps of green smoke and was completely destroyed.

Gone? That's it?
Lu Zheng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that it would be so easy to deal with this evil ghost.

[After killing a first-level evil spirit and offering sacrifices to the Wen Palace, you can now open the Haoran Zhengqi Hall.]

Hearing this prompt tone, Lu Zheng knew that he had killed a first-level evil spirit.

The gap in realm was obvious, so it was natural for him to kill the evil spirit with ease.

Lu Zheng looked around and found nothing unusual, so he found a place nearby and checked the Wen Palace in his sea of consciousness.

Now that he has the spiritual energy to protect him, he is not afraid of any sudden attack from ghosts.

Soon, Lu Zheng's mind entered the sea of consciousness. He came to the outside of the Haoran Zhengqi Hall, raised his hand to push open the door of the main hall, and then stepped in.

Inside the vast hall, everything was white, and Lu Zheng could not see anything at all.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Lu Zheng.

The old man was dressed in white and looked at Lu Zheng with a kind smile.

Lu Zheng's eyes widened. Wasn't the person in front of him the Mencius whom he had worshipped in the Confucian Temple before?
A saint actually appeared in my own palace of literature?
Lu Zheng was surprised and puzzled, and quickly bowed respectfully and said, "Student Lu Zheng, greetings to Master Meng!"

(End of this chapter)