The world of Taoism

Chapter 92 Mass Burial Mound

There are countless demons and monsters in this world.

Countless people die at the hands of demons and ghosts every year.

It can be said to be a very dangerous world.

Practitioners will go mad and become murderous monsters.

The atmosphere of the whole world sometimes gives people a hysterical, very crazy feeling.

Just like this unconscionable custom.

Infant drowning has existed since ancient times, but such cruelty is indeed rare.

The old lady treats her granddaughter like this, which shows how stupid some people are.

Zhou Xuan faintly felt that among the demons and ghosts, the strange existence was entirely due to the death of human beings.

Demons and ghosts are impermanent to kill, and weird ones are impermanent.

Zhou Xuan, who was killed by a demon before, still felt a little pitiful.

But for this kind of weird killing of people, Zhou Xuan felt a little happy.

Zhou Xuan sent people to search for it, but there was no trace of the demon, so he led people away.

This is the peculiar characteristic. There is no concrete object, and when a person dies, he dies, and there is no reason for it.

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Jiangnan County City, Yuan Mansion.

The Marshal's Mansion with white bricks and black tiles looks extremely gloomy against the backdrop of the moonlight.

There are rows of white lanterns at the door, emitting a cool light.

Two stone lions roaring to the sky seemed to come alive.

Pass through the courtyard of many corridors and come to the inner hall.

The room was filled with darkness and dampness, and there was an altar in the middle.

The altar is built with loess, and there are three steps in total. Three animals and fruits are placed on it, and eight red candles are lit on both sides.

Candlelight swayed the roof, mottled shadows.

A man dressed in white sits on the altar.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, his eyes were cold, and his pupils were erected, like a beast.

This person is the captain and marshal.

There was a man standing in front of the marshal, who looked somewhat similar to him, but much younger.

"Going to cause trouble again?" The marshal said, "How many times have I told you that this is a critical period, don't make a show, and be careful."

"Don't ruin my big business, or I will eat you!"

When the Marshal spoke, a trace of blackness flashed across his face, and he looked extremely evil.

Moreover, the tongue in the marshal's mouth was slightly forked, like a poisonous snake.

"Yes! Father." Yuan Qin felt cold and nodded hastily.

Yuan Qin knew his father's character well, he was a cold-blooded animal.

The marshal said that cannibalism is really cannibalism, even if he is the marshal's son, he will show no mercy.

The Yuan family practiced the art of breaking the belt into a snake, and the inheritance is also based on snakes.

Practice spells will definitely be affected by these spells.

As the cultivation level increases, the whole person's mind will turn towards a cold poisonous snake.

Become very ruthless, without a trace of morality.

The marshal's gentleness and elegance in the eyes of outsiders are actually just pretending. This person is a cold-blooded animal in his heart.

Every time a member of the Yuan family reaches a certain level of cultivation, they will transform once.

As the cultivation base deepens, the body will change towards the snake.

"I'm about to change in the near future. Don't act rashly in the near future. Wait for the opportunity. The snake guard must hide his identity and don't let others find out." The marshal repeatedly urged.

Under the huge altar is a hollowed out ground.

Hidden inside is a huge long skeleton, judging from its shape, it should be a boa constrictor.

Estimated from the size of the bones, this boa constrictor is about three feet wide.

This python has existed for more than a hundred years.

And it is also recorded in history books.

In the 18th year of Daqi Yuanjia's Honglian case, the "protagonist" was this boa constrictor.

At the beginning, a giant lotus flower appeared in the pond of Lijia Village.

The lotus is surrounded by fairy spirit, like a fairyland.

And there are rumors that the red lotus leads to the fairyland, as long as you put it into the red lotus, you can enter the fairyland.

Hundreds of people died at once, and when the county magistrate sent someone to drain the pond, they found a giant python lying in it.

The opened mouth of the giant python was mistaken for a red lotus, and the so-called immortal energy was the poisonous gas of the giant python.

The boa constrictor is actually the ancestor of the Yuan family, so he chose to run away when he saw someone, instead of killing him like a wild beast.

This boa constrictor skeleton was also handed down by the ancestors before their death.

Once this matter is successful, then he will be the most powerful existence in the vicinity, and he doesn't need to look at anyone's face.

"Yes!" Yuan Qin resigned.

Yuan Qin still felt unwilling, Zhou Xuan was so bold to provoke him, Yuan Qin was also a little bit uncomfortable.

"How about sending bandits to intercept and kill him?" Yuan Qin thought, so that he would not be exposed.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qin felt that it was feasible.

Then he stepped on the gangster step, pinched the seal formula with his hand, and muttered words in his mouth.

In the dark, the heaven and the earth live together;
Scattering becomes Qi, gathering forms forming;
Reaching heaven and earth, going in and out of the nether world;
Called by the will, the spirit snake is active.

The spell is finished.

Yuan Qin tore off a belt, blew lightly, and threw it on the ground. The belt turned into a swimming snake and hid in the grass.

……

The fog was hazy and the atmosphere was gloomy.

The breeze blew, and the branches swayed like monsters.

On the barren mountain and wild road, a rush of horseshoes broke through the black mist.

Riding a black steed through the fog.

This steed is very tall. The knight is wearing a black cloak, with a machete on his waist, and his slender fish-dragon suit sets off his tall figure.

This person's eyes are like cold stars, and his eyebrows are like sharp swords, giving people a sense of sharpness.

This person is Rune Sword.

Whoa!

Fu Jian reined in his horse and stopped in this wilderness.

Surrounded by hazy mist, Fu Jian listened attentively.

Human voices could be heard faintly in the black mist, as if someone was reciting a spell in a low voice.

Suddenly forward and backward, suddenly left and right.

Fu Jian listened for a while, then turned his horse's head and ran to the right.

The voice sounded very close, but it was far away. Fu Jian ran along the direction for a while, but did not reach the destination.

The closer the target was, the louder the mantra chanting became.

The hazy black fog blocked the moonlight, making it impossible to see the way ahead.

With Fu Jian's eyes, he could see a faint light of fire in the black mist.

The distance from the fire was getting closer and closer, and Fu Jian could probably see the situation ahead.

A hundred meters away is a mass grave.

New tombs and old tombs are piled up, weeds are overgrown, and it is deserted.

From time to time, a gust of wind blows, like howling ghosts and wolves, making whining noises.

In the cold and gloomy mass grave, there was a pile of flames at this time.

Fu Jian looked around and saw red candles burning in front of some graves.

The white paper money was like rain, falling all over the sky, and a few pieces fell on Fu Jian.

The sound of chanting the spell that Rune Sword was looking for came from in front of a huge tomb.

This tomb is ten times the size of an ordinary tomb, and densely packed words are engraved on the stele above it.

A figure stood in front of the tombstone.

"Who are you?" Fu Jian asked.

As soon as this remark came out, the mantra chanting stopped.

The figure turned his head, following the light of the fire, Fu Jian saw his face clearly.

This person looked extremely old, his skin was like bark, he was extremely short, and he was holding a black umbrella in his right hand.

This person showed his face and smiled, and said loudly: "You can just call me an old ghost!"

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(End of this chapter)