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Chapter 23: Shrine Zhong Kui


I was afraid that we might accidentally damage the formation altar, so to be on the safe side, I went outside the cave and waited.

Xue Cilan and I sat next to each other.

Although we were on the top of this gloomy cemetery hill, we didn't feel scared.

"Cui Xiaoman, it is said that those who practice Taoism suffer from five evils and three deficiencies.

Which one do you commit?"

This woman really doesn't know how to speak.

What's wrong with asking, but she would ask such shocking words.

The so-called five evils and three shortcomings refer to people who eat food from the underworld.

Because they reveal too many secrets, they will have some defects of one kind or another.

The five disadvantages refer to being widowed, widowed, alone, alone, and disabled, while the three disadvantages refer to lack of money, life, and power.

"I don't know what I'm guilty of, but I know what you're guilty of."

I joined her.

Xue Cilan was very unconvinced, "I'm not a Taoist priest, how could I do this?"

"In fact, these five disadvantages and three shortcomings include most of the suffering in the world.

No one is perfect, and who can live a peaceful, happy and happy life?

No matter whether you are a Taoist priest or not, you will more or less experience this or Such troubles, entanglements and pains.

Therefore, these words are just a kind of self-psychological suggestion caused by Taoist priests who have done too much underworld.

In fact, no one can escape these five disadvantages and three shortcomings."

When I said this, Xue Cilan was immediately speechless.

In fact, I know that the theory of five disadvantages and three shortcomings has another use.

It is to make Taoist priests feel confident when accepting money or names.

I have lost all my life for you to practice law, why don’t you give me more money?

Seeing that I was avoiding answering, Xue Cilan asked another question.

"It is said that everyone has three lamps.

When you are walking at night, the ghost calls your name.

If you turn around, the lamp will be blown out.

People will not live long.

Is this true?"

I smiled bitterly, "How bad does this ghost have to be to use this method to harm people?

It's better to just pounce on him from behind and bite him."

Xue Cilan's face darkened and she stopped talking.

About an hour later, Lao Ji and Lao Liu came back with the corpses of crows and mice and glass jars.

We sneak into the tomb again.

"Xiaoman, why do I feel that this place is different from before?"

Old Liu's suspicious words startled the three of us.

We all looked around with vigilance and nervously asked, "What's different?"

"When I came in just now, there was no shrine on the wall."

Following the direction of Lao Liu, I did see an extra shrine on the wall.

Xue Cilan quickly shrank behind me, and Lao Ji couldn't help but become nervous.

I glanced at the statue in the shrine, and after thinking about it, I knelt down and kowtowed to it three times.

"This is the door god Zhong Kui.

Although he looks rough and ferocious, he is actually a simple and kind-hearted god."

I explained to them, "There are experts who have set up an altar here.

It is normal for there to be blinding methods."

"Cui Xiaoman, why are the eyes of this Zhong Kui statue one black and one white?"

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Xue Cilan's unintentional question suddenly made me tremble.

I looked suddenly and saw that Zhong Kui's eyes were indeed one black and one white.

Oops, my heart started beating wildly, and I felt an unprecedented uneasiness.

Shouting, "Exit the tomb quickly" It's strange to say that as soon as we walked towards the entrance of the cave, the stone door suddenly and inexplicably moved on its own, blocking the way out.

After the dull sound of the door closing, the tomb fell into a deathly silence.

The oil lamp on the wall was dimly shining, flickering on and off, making it look doubly strange.

Lao Ji, Lao Liu and Xue Cilan didn't dare to breathe loudly, and they all looked at me.

I know that even though I don’t understand anything, I am still their backbone.

"Cui Xiaoman, what should we do?"

Xue Cilan looked at me worriedly.

"Shh" I motioned her to quiet down and listen carefully.

The sound of horse hoofbeats could be heard faintly, as if coming from the tomb inside, or from the abyss underground.

It strikes our hearts clearly one by one.

Xue Cilan and I had entered the tomb inside before.

It was impossible for anyone to be there, let alone a horse.

The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer, and seems to have come to us, but we can't see anything.

The sonorous sound hits our eardrums and impacts our minds.

"Relax and take a deep breath."

At this time, you can't mess up your hands and feet.

Although I was sweating profusely, I was still a half-assed Taoist priest, and I was more courageous than them.

At this time, I was the only one who could keep them calm.

"Put your hands together and recite the Paramita after me."

From the deep tomb, the four of us chanted the mantra in unison, "Banruo Paramita, Banruo Paramita" Of course they don't know that this is not an exorcism spell, but a very ordinary sutra.

But people are emotional animals.

Although the spell itself has no effect, it made the three of them firmer in their will and gained the awareness to fight against the unknown evil.

I chanted the mantra and tried hard to think of a solution.

If any ghost really pops up, the four of us will definitely be doomed.

We must think of something.

I looked at Zhong Kui with black and white eyes in the alcove again.

Previously, because its shape was very similar to Zhong Kui's, I subjectively moved it closer to Zhong Kui so I didn't see it clearly.

Now it seems that this guy is completely fake.

Zhong Kui's fierceness is revealed naturally, but the fierceness of this statue is pretended.

If you look carefully, it is not difficult to see through the indifference and cruelty in its heart.

Remembering that I had kowtowed to this white-eyed wolf three times, I felt very angry.

However, when I looked at it again, I discovered something even more incredible.

This fake Zhong Kui was actually wearing a kimono.

"Japanese" I blurted out, and I was furious.

The Japanese devil who scolded his mother dared to accept three compliments from me, Cui Xiaoman.

Xue Cilan and the three of them were very confused when they saw that I suddenly stopped chanting sutras and instead said "Japanese".

I didn't bother to explain to them anymore, so I rushed forward and ran towards the shrine.

But at this moment, a harsh sound pierced through the air sounded heartbreakingly, and a sharp neighing of a war horse came from my ears.

I stepped up and raised my head, and saw a black hole appearing out of thin air in front of the shrine, and a tall horse.

Carrying a headless undead roared out.

The undead knight roared towards him brandishing a broadsword.

If he was slashed, he would be cut in two.

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"Be careful."

Xue Cilan rushed over desperately and threw me to the ground.

The undead knight's knife passed through her back with a cold blow.

We almost became ghosts under the knife.

"Pu Chi" I turned around in horror and saw that Lao Liu had been slashed on the thigh and blood was flowing out.

Lao Ji dragged him and ran as fast as he could.

"Go into the tomb inside" I pulled Xue Cilan up and shouted to them.

The undead knight tightened the reins and chased after him.

It locked onto Lao Liu.

No, I feel a strong reluctance in my heart.

I will never allow this ugly headless ghost to kill people in front of me.

"Cang Ling's Arrow" I pinched the sword finger with my hand, stained with the spiritual power of the Heavenly Eye, gathered my thoughts, and summoned the gods to help me.

With two fingers, a white light burst out of my finger.

The light energy struck the horse's head, and the undead war horse suddenly stopped and was immediately stunned.

The headless undead's knife failed to cut Lao Liu as expected.

After I succeeded, I stared blankly at the unconscious undead war horse and felt in disbelief.

Ming Ran said that it would take at least five years of skill to master the "Three Arrows of the Netherworld".

That’s when the number of believers in the Wordless Heavenly Book reaches two hundred.

This is unscientific.

Am I the heir to the legendary talent?

At that critical moment, I was actually thinking about this very profound question. aa2705221: