Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Do nothing but do two things.

The meaning of this sentence is that when you cheat a person, you may feel guilty the first time, but the second time you will be taken for granted.

Therefore, when the three of them brought the mud man to the door of Shuiyueguan, they were extraordinarily calm.

Even Feng Chong, who was still tugging, took the initiative to agree with the two before leaving the city gate. For example, if the real person refused, how to persuade Yunyun.

Li Changan didn't think so much about it, people are really unhappy, can they still force monsters in?

But seeing that there was no response from the mountain gate, he simply looked around, looking back into the distance.

Shuiyueguan was hidden in a hill outside Xiaoshui City.

In front of the mountain gate at this time, there is a broad vision and a bright moonlight.

Seeing from a distance.

Close by is a lush green forest, hidden by a secluded stone road, winding down the mountain. Farther away, the river slowly flows eastward, reflecting the sparkling moon, and Xiaoshui City sleeps peacefully beside it. There are few lights in the city, large vines clustered on the wall, at the end of the alley, by the bridge...

The color floats in the night.

Quiet and safe.

What's even better is that if Xiao Shui is compared to a canvas, and Teng Luo is compared to a paintbrush, the painted colors are unexpectedly uniform and harmonious, as if they were drawn by a master.

The Taoist priest is seeing God.

Guanli finally had a response.

The door "Zi Ya Ya" opened half a door, and a small Taoist boy leaned out carrying a lantern.

"Ah, it is Brother Feng Dao who is back. Has this trip been smooth?"

As he said, he tilted his head and saw Li Changan and Bo Ziyu who were accompanying him.

"There is also a Taoist master and a bad master, it is windy at night, please come in quickly."

The three have been blowing cold wind for half a night, where can they be polite?

Busy squeezed in the door, the door closed, it was really warm.

"Worry-free, where is the real person?"

As soon as he entered the door, Feng Chong hurriedly stopped Dao Tong.

"I have something to discuss."

"The master is doing chanting in meditation."

Unexpectedly, Dao Tong shook the croissant on his head.

"I have ordered, no foreign guests tonight."

Wouldn't it be necessary to wait until tomorrow?

The three of them wished to find out what happened to the parasitic monster now. Besides, the seal is not very reliable. Where is there such idle time?

Bo Tzuyu had already stepped forward. A pair of eyeballs were so anxious and staying up late that they were so popular that they passed the rabbit, staring blankly, strangely scary.

"Little Taoist priest, we are really in a hurry!"

"In a hurry?"

Xiaodaotong was very courageous, and he was not arrested and quickly bluffed, but instead smiled and asked:

"Is the yellow talisman distributed in the city..." He pointed to the back basket on Li Changan's back, "or the monster in the back basket?"

Several people looked at each other, quite embarrassed.

After all, being cheeky is one thing, and being exposed in person is another.

"Real people know..."

Feng Chong was a little confused for a while.

Dao Tong laughed a little slyly, and beckoned to the three of them.

"My teacher has already ordered, and the three of you will come with me."

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The night is deep, and the view is silent.

Dao Tong carried the lantern and led the three of them up a corridor.

The lights were dim, and the light and shadow flowed, and the murals on the walls felt like "just about to move".

Li Changan has been paying attention to these murals for a long time.

The content is single, full of ferocious or grotesque characters, and the brushstrokes are not delicate, and the colors are also dark and gray due to the wind and rain all year round.

But the picture is wide, almost covering every wall in the view. Even when Li Changan was outside the gate of the mountain, he saw such murals on the outer wall.

This is a big project, but it is not difficult to do if it is willing to spend time, energy, and money. What is difficult is...Taoist looked closely all the way and was surprised to find that there was not a single repetition of the characters in the painting!

"Dao Master Xuan Xiao is looking at this painting wall?"

Perhaps it was because the journey was boring, but Bo Tzuyu, who was young and jumped off, saw that the Taoist priest had been looking at the painting wall, so he couldn't help but start a conversation.

"Yeah." The Taoist nodded and picked some good words. "The use of ingenuity and the magnificent picture are quite extraordinary."

"The Daoist has a good eye! This Shuiyueguan mural has a lot of background."

Seeing that the Taoist priest had passed the conversation, Bo Ziyu opened the conversation with joy.

"It is said that at the beginning of the Shuiyue Guanguan, the walls were only whitewashed and there were no murals. Until the end of the previous dynasty, when the world was in chaos, the demon king of the Southern Demon Kingdom also took advantage of the collapse of humanity and invaded the world with a hundred thousand demons. Burning, killing, and looting to the realm of our Xiaoshui land, and also occupied this Shuiyueguan as a magic nest. Unexpectedly, this Shuiyueguan is a dojo appointed by Mrs. Sannai. This angered Mrs. Linshui to go down in person and punish him. Kill the demon king and seal the remaining demons in this mural."

The more he talked, the more interested he grew.

"Look at the monsters in this mural again, the Taoist commander has his eyes closed?"

Li Changan nodded.

This is also the point of his doubts. It seems that the characters in the painting have never opened their eyes all the way.

"This is because the demon was sealed. If the portrait opens its eyes!"

"What's the matter?"

"It's the demon who gets out of trouble and wants to jump out and eat people!"

When Bo Tzuyu spoke with joy, his saliva flowed wildly, but when the Taoist priest heard it, he said, "Oh". It was the little boy who led the way "pouch" with a laugh.

"Where is it so mysterious?"

He led the way while explaining.

"These murals were painted by a painter for several years. I don't open my eyes, I'm just afraid to scare the pilgrims."

"Furthermore, the ones above are not demons and monsters, but guards and soldiers."

"Five Rampant?"

"Could it be that you are still a heavenly soldier?"

Li Changan finally understood.

Whenever Taoists set up altars, there are always sayings of inviting so-and-so gods and sending so-and-so generals. In fact, it is to rely on the master’s veins to invite thugs to assist in the fist. These "thugs" are collectively referred to as guards and horses, usually divided into two altars. The soldiers and horses in the altar are the heavenly soldiers and generals, and they are not allowed to serve unless the Xuanmen is authentic. Soldiers and horses in the altar are the subdued goblins and ghosts, also known as the five soldiers and horses. The confluence of sorcery and Taoism, such as Yuanhuangjiao, Lushan Sect, and Meishan Sect, is used more. (It's only setting, please don't be true)

This real Qingping is obviously from the Lushan School. Considering this, it is not too strange that the walls are full of strange shapes.

After such a stubble, Bo Tzuyu finally shut up, and the scene calmed down again. Only the footsteps of everyone echoed in the corridor.

After a while.

The few people finally arrived at their destination, but it was a storage room in the backyard half-excavated in the mountain.

...

"The poor master is right. Our Taoist temple was built in the last year of the previous dynasty. This storage room was used to store grain and water and for temporary refuge, so the place is quite large. But in these years, Antai has been idle. ."

Several people lit torches, illuminating this rather spacious stone room.

"My teacher has previously ordered, let us sweep this place a little bit, and wait for the three to use it."

Li Changan listened, thanked him, and secretly thought.

Seeing that this real person Qingping is not like she herself said, she is completely unaware of magic, otherwise, where did this prophetic foresight come from?

But now is not the time to study these in detail.

Several people glanced at each other. This place is both secluded and hidden, which is beneficial for detaining monsters and studying parasitic monsters.

No more delay.

Under Feng Chong's command, he quickly posted yellow symbols, planted Dharma flags, hung swords and bronze mirrors, and laid down the magic circle.

Then he picked Zhang Houshi's counter and took care of it, took the mud man out of the basket, put it on the counter, and lit enough candles around.

After everything is ready.

Silently he probed his head at the door and waited to see the lively Dao Tong go away.

The next thing is not suitable for children.