Chapter 164 The Ghost
Ye Feng has already seen that there must be a tomb underground, and there is a relatively strong ghost in the tomb. Now he also wants to set up a yin lock array to forcefully arrest the ghost from the tomb.

Under the doubtful eyes of everyone, Ye Feng threw out the array plate in his hand, of course he threw it according to the layout of the Suoyin array.Then he took out a large array and threw it in the middle of several small arrays.

"Formation!"

Ye Feng struck a spell on the large formation disk in the middle, and then a golden light shot out from the large formation disk. The golden light soared into the sky, and the dimly lit neighborhood instantly brightened up, and then a few small formation disks also shot out golden light. They merged with the golden light in the middle one after another.

"Get up!"

Ye Feng once again played a formula, and several golden rays of light quickly spun around the thickest one in the middle, turning faster and faster, and then everyone felt that the yin around them was getting stronger and stronger.

"puff!"

Suddenly, gusts of Yin Qi turned into black mist, bursting out suddenly, and the temperature in the whole community seemed to suddenly drop by more than ten degrees.

At the same time, the golden light in the lock yin formation made a crackling sound, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

"ghost!"

I don't know who suddenly yelled, and many timid people even sat down on the ground. Even Hu Changsheng and Master Zhiming, who have been hunting ghosts all year round, felt their hearts tremble.

The black mist turned into a human form in mid-air, and Hu Changsheng, who was closer to the lock-yin formation, took a few steps back fiercely. Seeing the human-shaped black mist, he didn't even have the courage to resist.

"Old abbot!"

Master Zhiming looked at the black mist figure, muttering in his mouth, with infinite horror in his eyes.

This is the face of an old monk, but his face does not have the benevolence of an eminent monk. On the contrary, his gloomy eyes are constantly shining with fierce lights.

Secretary Zheng and the others were so frightened that they were about to leave the community from a distance.

At this moment, the human-shaped black mist seemed to have discovered Hu Changsheng suddenly, and jumped towards Hu Changsheng with a diving leap.

"Mom!"

Hu Changsheng yelled and ran away.

His speed is very fast, but the speed of the humanoid mist is even faster, and he has already caught up with him in the blink of an eye.

The human-shaped black mist then melted into Hu Changsheng's body. Hu Changsheng's heart trembled suddenly, and he stopped in his footsteps, but his face showed an expression of incomparable despair, and he had completely lost the confidence to resist.

Seeing this scene, everyone stretched out their hands to cover their mouths, their eyes full of horror.

Even if they are usually powerful and high above the sky, at this moment, when faced with the invincible and incomprehensible unknown existence, they are all dumbfounded.

"Master Hu was also invaded by a ghost!"

This is the only thought in everyone's mind at this moment.

"Lock!"

Just at the moment when Qian Jun shot, Ye Feng suddenly hit the lock-yin formation with a spell.Then he grabbed Hu Changsheng by the collar and lifted him over. At this time, the Yin Yin Formation suddenly became golden, and the human-shaped black mist that had been mostly integrated into Hu Changsheng's body seemed to be torn from behind by a strong force. was ripped out of Hu Changsheng's body.

This is not over yet, the face of the human-shaped black mist showed unwillingness, and then screamed continuously, the voice was shrill, like a ghost.No, this is a ghost.

The human-shaped black mist was pulled into the formation by the Yin lock formation, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of unwilling anger. He kept rushing towards Ye Feng's direction, but just about one meter away, he was caught by the Yin lock formation again. He pulled it back violently.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this scene, but the beating frequency of the heart was still much faster than usual.

At this moment, they looked at Ye Feng's yin formation, and there was no contempt or ridicule in their eyes.

Hu Changsheng survived death, panting heavily, and it took him a long time to regain his composure, only then did he realize that the person who rescued him turned out to be the young man he had always looked down upon.

Hu Changsheng's eyes were complicated, and he was struggling in his heart. He wanted to thank him, but he was used to being superior. At this moment, he didn't know how to say it.

"This little master, can you restore his sobriety?"

At this time, Master Zhiming came to Ye Feng's side, his eyes were full of sadness.

"You know him?" Ye Feng looked curiously at Master Zhiming.

"Yes." Master Zhiming nodded and said, "He is the previous abbot of our Songshan School, Master Wu Neng."

"Okay, I'll try." Ye Feng guessed that the death of Master Wu Neng might be very strange, so Master Zhi Ming should know something about the cause of his death.

Ye Feng said the kneading formula in his hand, and then a green light appeared between his index finger and middle finger. Ye Feng pointed at Master Wu Neng's ghost, and the green light shot onto the face of Master Wu Neng's ghost.

"what!"

Yinhun suddenly let out a shrill scream, looking at Ye Feng with fear in his eyes.

"Purification! Qingming!"

Ye Feng drank twice, and after a few seconds, Yin Hun calmed down, and at the same time, his face showed the kindness of a well-educated monk.

"Thank you, benefactor!" Yin Hun completely transformed into the appearance of an eminent monk, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng completely purified all the suffocation, devilishness, and fierceness in his soul, and gave him clarity of soul.

Ye Feng nodded, Master Zhiming looked at the soul of Master Wu Neng excitedly, and said in a trembling voice: "Abbot!"

Master Wu Neng looked up at Zhiming, then nodded: "Amitabha!"

"Abbot, it is said that you were sitting in Wuliang Mountain at that time, how could it be... like this?" Master Zhiming asked the question in his heart.

"In the battle of Wuliang Mountain, I was seriously injured. I knew I couldn't survive, so I found a secluded place to sit down, but I was discovered by the master of the Wandu Sect. In the end, the relics that I sat down fell into her. In my hand, before my soul flew away, she was imprisoned on the relic by her using the secret method of the Wandumen. After more than ten years, she used my relic to arrange a curse and buried it here. Under the constant influence of the secret technique, my soul turned into a ghost, fortunately, this little benefactor broke the secret technique of Wandumen and rescued Lao Na from the sea of ​​suffering, otherwise I don’t know how many murders would have been caused.”

After speaking, Master Wu Neng turned around and bowed to Ye Feng Heshi: "Amitabha!"

As Master Wu Neng's voice fell, Ye Feng suddenly thought of something, and asked hastily: "Master, what kind of treasure did you fight in Wuliang Mountain back then?"

"That's right." Master Wu Neng's soul gradually swayed, which was a sign that the soul was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Then have you found the treasure?" Ye Feng asked again.

"I found it, but no one can go in, because that mountain has an extremely powerful mountain guard, and someone bought a small nuclear bomb from Heping, but it hasn't been blown up..." After the last word fell, Wu Neng The master's soul completely disappeared into the void.

Ye Feng originally wanted to ask him where the mountain was located in the Wuliang Mountains, but he couldn't ask him anymore.

At this point, the yin energy in the entire community dissipated, and the inexplicable coldness in everyone's hearts also disappeared.

"Little brother, oh no, is this little fairy teacher safe now? Has the ghost been eliminated?" Secretary Zheng led the crowd towards Ye Feng. Their eyes had completely lost the previous arrogance and sarcasm, replaced by It is a deep shock and immense admiration.

"Yeah." Ye Feng nodded and said, "But I'm going to dig out the things below to see."

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange for someone to dig." Secretary Zheng nodded hastily without any doubts.

When Ye Feng said that there was a cemetery below, no one believed it. Now, from the secretary to all the officials, no one has any doubts.

"No, I'll do it myself." Ye Feng waved his hand, then put away the array plate on the ground, and grabbed the ground with his big hand. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Ye Feng grabbed hundreds of kilograms of mud, and then everyone saw it deeply. A bronze coffin appeared in the pit.

The bronze coffin was several times smaller than normal coffins, not to mention adults, even children of seven or eight years old probably couldn't fit in it.

Of course, this is not the only feature of the bronze coffin. To everyone's surprise, there are several black chains wrapped around the bronze coffin.

From the gap between the coffin lid and the coffin body, there was a gloomy but weird aura constantly emanating, which made everyone feel a chill in their hearts again.

Ye Feng lifted the bronze coffin out of the pit, then grabbed the black chains and yanked violently.

"Hey!"

The chain snapped, and Ye Feng slapped the coffin lid with his palm. The coffin lid was not as heavy as imagined, and it fell down all of a sudden.

Everyone held their breath and stretched their necks to look inside the bronze coffin.

(End of this chapter)

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