The execution ground is located on the other side of the mountain, like a basin, with a mountain on one side and slopes on three sides.
There is a rusty sign hanging on the side of the mountain.
The writing on it has long been unclear.
It is probably some kind of slogan.
Slope It was covered with weeds, but there was no grass growing in the execution ground.
A few execution wooden stakes that had not rotted still stood in the execution ground.
Because the execution ground is a depression lower than the mountain.
As soon as the wind blows into the execution place, it creates a huge reverberation, like the howling of ghosts and gods.
In addition, the cold light of the moon shines into the execution place, which is daunting.
"No wonder Xiaohua wants to take the girls here.
The atmosphere is mysterious, and every movement is amplified.
It's a holy place for field battles."
Wang Weijun muttered.
"Stop talking about these useless things."
I rolled my eyes at Wang Weijun, then pulled out a weed on the slope and sniffed the soil.
I smelled an extremely strong yin energy, even the weeds growing on the slope.
The grass is tainted by Yin energy.
This yin energy has seeped into the soil The two of us went down to the execution ground, back to back, and looked around.
The execution ground was empty, and the ground was covered with dust.
The wind blew up the dust and blinded our eyes, and the visibility immediately became lower.
"Boss, do you feel the tattoo on your back?"
Wang Weijun said nervously.
"Yes, it's still very strong.
The yin energy is at its strongest at this time, and something special will definitely happen later.
Be careful."
I said solemnly.
Just as I finished speaking, there was a loud gunshot.
Wang Weijun shuddered and screamed: "Ah, I've been shot, blood!"
I looked back, and Wang Weijun was covering his heart in a panic, with one hand still open, as if he had really been shot and saw blood, but I didn't see anything.
Before I had time to remind Wang Weijun, I suddenly heard another sound.
When the gunshot rang out, Wang Weijun immediately backed away in fear and said in a trembling voice: "Old Fang, your head was blown open by a bullet, and your brain is spurting out."
"Don't forget who we are.
There is a Yin Qi field here.
What you see is just an illusion.
Stay calm."
I frowned and reminded.
"I know, but it's so realistic that it's still scary."
Wang Weijun said tremblingly.
"Do you still remember that you were bewitched by Yin Ran's aura on the river?
If you are not calm, you will gradually lose consciousness.
You will not know what you have done.
Just recite the mind-purifying mantra in your heart several times and you will be fine.
Such a simple mantra You don’t need me to teach you how to read it,” I reminded again.
Wang Weijun closed his eyes and meditated silently for a while, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he opened his eyes again.
The hallucination should be gone.
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The dust was slowly dissipating.
Wang Weijun pulled me to look at the execution stake.
Through the hazy dust, I saw several people tied to the execution stake.
There were also big signs with various crimes hanging on their bodies.
They were too far away to see clearly, and their faces seemed to be shrouded in shadow.
After a while, several gunshots were heard, and the men lowered their heads one after another.
The execution ground was immediately filled with a strong smell of blood.
Even the sense of smell was paralyzed.
This yin energy was really terrifying.
After the sand and dust drifted over, these people disappeared.
The scene just now made us tremble with fear.
Wang Weijun gasped and said: "It's really evil."
"This Yin Qi field is very detrimental to us.
Although we are monks, it is easy to fall into Taoism if we are deceived by these Yin Qi for a long time.
We must first create a Yang Qi field to suppress it."
I said.
"It takes a lot of people to form a Yang Qi field.
It's just the two of us working on how to create it," Wang Weijun said.
"Who said that creating a yang aura requires humans to create a yang aura?
There are so many things in nature that belong to yang.
Just now I wanted to praise you for your sharp mind, but now you are confused again, alas."
I sighed.
"Boss, just tell me what you want, why bother criticizing Sang and Huai?
Is it because I was unhappy because I was in the limelight just now?"
Wang Weijun winked at me.
I suddenly trembled.
Although Wang Weijun used "pointing at mulberry and scolding huaihuai" inappropriately, he made a mistake and reminded me that this place happens to be a mountain forest.
So he said: "Old Wang, go to the woods to pick up some dry firewood.
Don't pick it up randomly.
Remember to pick mulberry, locust, willow, elm, peach, oak, jujube and other yang trees, which can ward off evil spirits.
Any kind of suppressing effect will work, go find it quickly."
I said.
"Fuck, I don't even know these trees.
I only know sycamore trees.
How can I find them?"
Wang Weijun said.
I pointed to the peach wood sword in his hand and said: "Peach wood is the essence of the five trees and the boss of other woods.
When it is dripped with your blood, it becomes magical.
If you poke it with the peach wood sword, it will produce a burning reaction." " "Understood."
Wang Weijun hurried into the forest with his peach wood sword.
After Wang Weijun left, I took out the Yang Qi candle and blew it, intending to burn the weeds on the slope that were soaked in Yin Qi.
These weeds are also the main culprit behind the blockade of the execution ground and the formation of such a large negative aura.
When the Yang Qi candle came into contact with the weeds, they wilted and withered instantly.
Then I uprooted them.
After struggling for more than half an hour, I finally got rid of the weeds on the three slopes.
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Wang Weijun was also here.
When we came back with a large amount of firewood, we divided the firewood into several piles, placed them on three slopes, and lit them with Yang Qi candles.
The fires in the several piles suddenly burst into flames, not only illuminating the entire execution ground but also dispersing some of the Yin Qi.
The execution ground also seemed less terrifying, and the hallucinations I had just seen disappeared.
"People who like to read are still very powerful.
Knowledge is power.
Unfortunately, I am not that type."
Wang Weijun sighed.
"With the yang energy field forming a suppression, we have to force them to show up.
You just stand here and look at the fire.
If it is about to go out, add firewood and blow on it.
Leave the rest to me."
I With that said, he slid down the slope and stood in the execution ground.
I went to the center of the execution ground, found a wooden board, set up an altar, and placed a soul-inducing lamp.
Hang up the soul-calling flag, take out a pile of soul-calling talismans, pull out the ink threads and hang them up one by one, recite the incantation silently and throw out the ink threads.
The thread cones and the talismans are posted in every corner of the execution ground.
Then I danced the money sword and recited the soul-calling incantation.
To make so many evil things appear at one time consumes so much energy that I soon started to sweat profusely.
As I did this, the soul-calling flag blew without any wind.
The incense in the incense burner burned very fast.
The head of the incense was surprisingly red.
The smoke from the incense drifted in all directions.
Soon the incense burned out.
At the same time, I noticed that the fire on the slope began to sway wildly.
I quickly reminded Wang Weijun of his attention.
Wang Weijun ran back and forth between several fires and finally kept the fire from extinguishing.
All the sounds in the execution ground gradually disappeared, even the sound of wind disappeared.
I could feel the air convection was extremely slow and the atmosphere was very depressing.
At this moment, I was afraid I could hear a pin drop.
"Exaggeration."
There was sudden thunder in the sky, a flash dragon cut through the night sky, and the clouds moved rapidly.
A burst of black mist gradually filled the wooden pillars of the execution ground.
The black mist became thicker and thicker, and the stench became stronger and stronger.
Figures flashed in the black mist, bustling with people.
Following the figures, they slowly walked out of the black mist.
A group of people wearing clothes People wearing clothes from the 1960s and 1970s appeared in a dark crowd.
Their faces were gray and their eyes were rolling, and they were slowly coming towards me with their hands stretched out.
Some had black blood flowing from their hearts, some were bleeding from a bullet hole in the middle of their eyebrows, and some had brains bleeding from a bullet hole in their heads.
It was very scary.
"Pah!"
I took out the altar wood and slapped it heavily on the altar, shouting: "You are so bold and evil, don't come near me."
The effect of this altar-suppressing wood is similar to the gavel wood in the court, but the altar-suppressing wood scares evil spirits.
Slapping the altar-suppressing wood is equivalent to warning the evil spirits that they will not be spared if they get close to the heavenly soldiers, heavenly generals, and daily merit officers who guard the altar. them, eyes With so many evil ghosts, it will consume a lot of energy to kill them with other magic weapons, not to mention that just recruiting them to show up has already consumed my energy.
A head-on confrontation will not do me any good, and this kind of shock has become the best way.
These fierce ghosts heard the sound of Zhen Tan Mu.
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I did stop, but there was a fierce light in my eyes, which gradually turned red.
I looked around at them, patted the altar wood again, and said loudly: "You little brats are not qualified to talk to this Taoist.
Put your The boss with high moral standards should call out and say something humanly."
Wang Weijun couldn't help but laugh out loud and shouted: "Old Fang, aren't you?
You thought it was just a gang fight, so you asked the boss to come out."
I'm too lazy to talk to Wang Weijun.
Of course I won't talk nonsense.
If these ghosts can gather in one place and not wander around, and the Yin Qi can be moved to one place to form a Yin Qi field, there must be someone with high moral standards controlling it behind such an organized organization: