Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 2 The Buddhas Turn Around
The servant has too little information.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

Li Xuan opened the calendar on his phone; April 4th, Qingming Festival.

last night……

It seems that the hidden ghost servant has come looking for me.

The procession of pilgrims moved quickly, and it was Li Xuan's turn.

He walked over, straightened his clothes, and sat down in the chair. Across the table was an old man with gray hair.

Just about to speak.

The old man seemed to sense something and said, "Your destiny doesn't lie here, I can't help you, but... I can help you stall for time..."

As he spoke, he walked to the altar of the God of Fortune, reached into the incense burner, pulled out three still-burning incense sticks, extinguished them with his fingers, wrapped them in red paper, gestured a few times on them with his index finger, and then handed them to Li Xuan:

"Go ahead, and if you encounter difficulties, light the incense; it will guide you."

Li Xuan took the incense, somewhat taken aback: "Master, I haven't said anything yet..."

The old master waved his hand and said, "It's no use saying anything."

Li Xuan: “…”

The words he had prepared in his mind were stuck in his throat.

This old craftsman seems to have some skill...

Li Xuan took out some banknotes from his pocket and was about to stuff them into the donation box...

The experienced craftsman gestured with his hand, saying, "No need."

Li Xuan reached out to light the incense sticks: "Then I will offer three sticks of incense to the gods to express my sincerity."

The old master took the incense and said, "The connection is not here. With this incense, the connection will dissipate... Go, do what you want to do..."

His words were too cryptic.

Li Xuan only half understood what he was hearing.

The experienced craftsman seemed to know his purpose and offered some assistance, then told him to let things take their course, as the real help was elsewhere, but he wouldn't say where.

Li Xuan could only say, "Thank you."

Having seen all the guests off, he had no choice but to leave.

Watching Li Xuan's departing figure, the master craftsman picked up a pair of crescent-shaped wooden red divination blocks from the altar, circled them three times over the incense burner, and then forcefully threw them to the ground!

"This young man has a dark glint in his eyes and his blood is boiling. Can he survive this ordeal?"

he asked.

The divination blocks have two sides, one flat and one protruding, usually in pairs. The result after throwing them is the hexagram.

A flat surface is yang, and a convex surface is yin.

Double negative indicates negation or rejection.

The result of two positive results is unknown or pending.

Yin and Yang represent the Holy Grail, indicating that the matter can be accomplished or that agreement is reached.

The divination blocks bounced back and forth on the ground, forming a double yin hexagram...

The old master picked it up and threw it twice more, both times it was a yin hexagram, which meant that the young man from before was in a life-or-death situation...

He stood there looking at the statue of the God of Fortune, his hands clasped together, and said, "Earth God above, this child has good bone structure in his eyebrows and is a promising talent. Please protect him..."

The incense in the incense burner, with its swirling smoke, made the face of the God of Fortune appear somewhat ethereal.

Li Xuan stood outside the Fude Palace, holding incense wrapped in red paper in his hand. Surrounded by strangers and unfamiliar surroundings, he felt inexplicably lost about the road ahead...

Well, since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it and do my best!

He raised his hand to hail a taxi, when he suddenly noticed a lump of black sludge the size of a pigeon egg on his right wrist. His pupils contracted, and his heart skipped a beat!

This thing is the "death mark" of the He family's maid.

Look at the fate of the three siblings from the He family.

He looked at his wrist again, and the mud had disappeared, as if it had never been there.

Without further hesitation, Li Xuan hailed a taxi and began his day-long tour of the temples on the island, constantly bowing and praying for some protective amulets.

He even bought a map and circled the temples he had visited to prevent himself from going back.

Strangely, when the monks in those temples who had some skill saw him, they all urged him to leave as hastily as the old monk who was the God of Fortune.

They say fate doesn't lie here.

Li Xuan was extremely anxious. The time hadn't come yet, and he was afraid the ghost would arrive before dark!

Until the last old abbot of the Guanyin Temple, who seemed drunk, slumped on the table and mumbled in a dreamlike voice, "If one enters the Tai Xuan, one has no affinity with temples, and will find it difficult to see the Buddha's face or hear the scriptures."

After listening, Li Xuan felt it would have been better not to have listened at all...

It was already evening, and the map was covered with more than a dozen red circles. There was no point in running any further, as many temples were closed at night.

As darkness fell, Li Xuan's nerves tightened.

No matter how cautious he was, he was still just an ordinary person and had no experience dealing with ghosts, which were ethereal and elusive beings.

Even though they maintained a distance of over 200 meters while observing "Minxiong Haunted House," they still inadvertently alerted the female ghost servant, the biggest behind-the-scenes boss in the show.

To describe my mood, I'll use a local, elegant poem.

That was the old tree branch of Salin, his luck was extremely bad!
The surrounding temperature was dropping steadily. Being unfamiliar with the area, Li Xuan realized that he was wandering further and further off the beaten path, following the map, and there were hardly any pedestrians left on the road…

He tightened his collar.

He started walking back.

Movie law: disasters involve total annihilation, while horror movies result in lone deaths.

Only returning to crowded places can bring a sense of security.

Taiwan has many sleepless night markets, and Li Xuan's plan was to stay in those lively places until dawn.

pat...

pat...

Li Xuan was wearing casual leather shoes, and even the softest soles wouldn't make that sound.

Looking down, I saw that the deserted street was empty, and the cobblestone pavement was covered with a thin layer of mud.

The thud was the sound of his footsteps on the mud.

To be finished!
Ahead, a pool of mud twisted and bulged, gradually taking on a human shape.

Li Xuan subconsciously took two steps back, then turned and ran wildly. The pattering sound of his shoes on the mud gradually turned into a squelching sound, and the thin layer of mud began to thicken.

He quickly stopped, because no matter which direction he ran in, he could always see the mud-covered "person" blocking his way.

That's really going too far.

My first mission after transmigrating was to clear out the elite monsters before the boss teleported and blocked the newbie village.

Is there any royal method?

Is there any justice in the world?

The humanoid sludge emitted a sickeningly loud creaking sound, like the grinding of old wooden door hinges, as it stiffly swayed and walked toward Li Xuan...

"Young Master He, you've arrived!"

Li Xuan suddenly shouted into the distance!
The mud-like figure paused, turned its head, and discovered that there was no "Young Master He" at all. When it turned back again, Li Xuan had vanished...

On the dim street.

Li Xuan held half a lit incense stick in his hand and ran wildly!
The mud-like humanoid had just been startled, and it reacted, indicating that even if it wasn't a ghost servant, it was still related to the young master of the He family.

Taking advantage of a break, he lit the remaining incense given to him by the master of Fude Palace. The smoke swirled and gathered without dissipating, and the mud under his feet automatically avoided it.

He ran more than 100 meters.

They found that the streets had returned to normal, with a few pedestrians in twos and threes.

The embers on the remaining incense flickered. It was already almost burnt out, and now it was burning rapidly along the stick, reaching the handheld position in just two minutes.

The master monk at Fude Palace gave us three leftover incense sticks.

Li Xuan quickly lit a second incense stick. The remaining incense was precious, but survival was the priority. The chilling feeling followed him, and the closer he got, the faster the remaining incense would dissipate.

The second one is almost burned out.

The third one is on!
Large amounts of mud surged up from both sides of the street in front of Li Xuan, like a mudslide attacking a village.

The incense had burned out, leaving only a small piece held between the fingers.

The sludge-like humanoid figure re-emerged...

It raised its hands, its purpose clear.

Just as Li Xuan turned around, his neck tightened, and the mud-covered humanoid figure suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbing him!

The mud flowed downwards, gradually revealing a female ghost with charred, burnt skin, long hair, indistinct features, and dressed in an old-fashioned blue maid outfit...

Of all its features, its eyes are the clearest.

His eyes were bloodshot, his dark pupils filled with endless hatred, and he uttered a sinister voice: "Why... why did you abandon us..."

Female ghost servant...

Li Xuan's mind went blank from being choked, and his face contorted from suffocation due to lack of oxygen.

The will to survive was growing wildly in my heart.

Tears streamed down his face, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. He forced out a voice: "I'm sorry to you and the child... So... after being reincarnated, as soon as I had a little memory... I came to find you. I... I want to atone for my sins. To die in your hands again... would be a wish fulfilled... After all, I truly loved you deeply."

Tears and saliva were forced out.

As the female ghost servant listened to this painful confession, hatred began to flicker in her bloodshot eyes, and her hands relaxed slightly.

Li Xuan fell to the ground, almost vomiting bile. He quickly composed himself and said, "You killed me in my past life. I was reincarnated as a human again, and the He family mansion and your face have been constantly appearing in my mind."

I'm a complete beast. Even if I died ten or a hundred times, I wouldn't be pitied... You, kill me to vent your anger...

Even if I am not the same person I was in my past life!

He clutched his head and howled in pain on the ground, repeatedly pounding his head with his hands: "It hurts so much, why can't I remember your name... I'm too cowardly, I'm not worthy to remember you anymore."

The female ghost servant stood still, bright red blood overflowing from her eyes, streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto the mud.

It placed its hands on its belly, and something inside was wriggling.

Li Xuan, who was originally a handsome and sunny young man, looked disheveled and haggard as he cried and pulled at his hair.

His eyes were filled with "grief." He looked around, stood up, rushed towards the wall, and cried out in anguish, "Let me die right in front of you, so you won't have to get your hands dirty with blood..."

He tripped over something and fell to the ground.

The female ghost servant, tears of blood streaming down her face, clutched her stomach and staggered as she turned and walked into the darkness of the street, her figure gradually disappearing, leaving only muddy footprints on the gravel ground...

After lying on the ground for a long time, Li Xuan slowly stood up.

He took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the snot and tears from his face. His gaze was calm and deep, showing no trace of the wailing and suicidal behavior he had displayed just moments before...

This show is a bit too dangerous.

Ghosts can not only appear during the day, but they can also create a mirror world that is the opposite of reality.

He Dexin acquired this ability after his death, not to mention the maid lurking in the shadows.

Li Xuan walked faster and faster, and even started running.

The female ghost servant is capable of plotting and framing, so she is clearly intelligent.

It was just stunned by the "reincarnation of the young master of the He family confessing his love and committing suicide" in its previous life. After a while, it will realize that there is no such thing as the reincarnation of the young master of the He family.

In an attempt to get rid of the "Young Master He," Li Xuan's very first words were, "Young Master He, you've arrived!"

Later, he became the young master of the He family, which was obviously incoherent and showed signs of "schizophrenia".

Sure enough, the female ghost realized what was happening.

It was tricked twice by the same person!

A chilling aura permeated the air, surging back into the street like a tide. The female ghost servant's bloodshot eyes were filled with endless resentment. The soul of the young master of the He family was torn apart by it after his death, so there was no way he could be reincarnated!

It followed the remaining traces and quickly pursued them.

Looking at the mud marks on his wrist, Li Xuan knew that this was the female ghost's way of locating him. His gaze swept over a bamboo basket on the side of the street containing several brand-new sickles.

He steeled his resolve, stepped forward, and took the sickle.

He loosened his belt and wrapped it around his arm near his heart, tightened it, looked at the gleaming blade, pressed it against his flesh, and ruthlessly sliced ​​off the marked piece...

(End of this chapter)