Chapter 47 Ogawamura At this time, looking at the huge rock in front of him with the light of the fire, he felt that it was a bit weird, but it just stopped there and Lin Jue couldn't figure out its purpose for a while. I have heard of kind-hearted spirits who think people may be in danger and use various methods to stop people from moving forward. I have also heard of spirits who use transformation to deal with people, making them tired, wearing down their spirits and making them slowly lose their courage, and then harming them. I don't know which one this is. The third senior brother looked around. The little fox stared ahead. The others all stared at Lin Jue. Lin Jue thought for a moment and walked forward: "We are going to Xiaochuan Village at night, why are you blocking our way?" The tone was not fearful, but not angry either. As soon as the words were spoken, silence fell.
There was still only the sound of burning torches. "There is a ghost in Xiaochuan Village ahead, and we are here to exorcise it. If you are afraid that we will be in danger if we continue to move forward, so you are stopping us here, then please leave, because we are here to look for ghosts." Lin Jue thought for a while before speaking, and then paused, "We appreciate your kindness. If you come here again tomorrow during the day, I will definitely offer you some incense and candles." There was no response from the front, the boulder was still there. There was even a breeze. "call……" The flames from the torches were all tilted to the side. "Master, how about we go around to the side?" a villager asked timidly. Where to go? If it refuses to give way and takes another path, won't it follow you? Wouldn’t it be more passive then! Lin Jue didn't explain, nor did he pay attention. After thinking for a while, he took a step forward, and his face gradually showed some anger: “If you don’t leave, I will think that you are blocking the road on purpose and want to hurt people. "Then you finally got it! "To be honest, we come from Fuqiu Peak of Mount Yi. There are seven kinds of magic on the mountain. My junior sister is learning the 'Stone Crushing' method. I don't know if you have heard of it. It is to smash the stone into powder!" The junior sister next to her was stunned when she heard this, but fortunately the daze was only in her mind and there was no expression on her face. "As for the big tree just now..." Lin Jue paused again and raised his right hand. There was something in his hand, reflecting bright light under the torch. It was not a Taoist magic weapon for exorcising demons, nor was it some other treasure, but an extremely sharp hatchet. "My senior brother likes to be a carpenter. My room just needs a bookshelf and a couch. I think that would be a good piece of material!" The voice was still solemn, echoing in the night.
There was a sense of momentum at the moment, so that the words sounded like both a threat and the truth. Everyone couldn't help but look at him, and then at the huge rock in front of them. at this time-- "Canopy..." The boulder exploded into a cloud of black smoke, which immediately merged into the darkness. Only by the light of the fire could one see it slowly spreading. "The wind is coming——" As soon as the words fell, a breeze arose. The black smoke was immediately blown away. "Let's go." Lin Jue whispered something and walked forward, even taking the torch from the villager walking in front and leading the way. Everyone couldn't help but look at him, followed him, and couldn't help but secretly look around in the darkness. After that, we walked for several miles and the monster did not appear again. Until we were very close to the village. "Junior brother, you are so brave. I was still thinking about how to make them retreat. I didn't expect that you could drive them away after a confrontation." The third brother spoke. "This is how ordinary people deal with demons and ghosts. I haven't mastered my magic yet, so I have to use these." Lin Jue replied truthfully. "This is not necessarily weaker than magic. Junior sister, you must learn this trick from your eighth senior brother. When the master dies and leaves Fuqiu Peak to go somewhere else, you can't just rely on magic skills when confronting people or dealing with demons and ghosts. Especially when you can't tell the other party's good and evil, and you don't have to fight." The third senior brother said, "Besides, in fighting, no matter how many magics you learn, the changes are limited. Any magic has its strengths and weaknesses. Unless you are proficient in everything, the best way to not lose in a fight is not to fight, and the second best way is to use your brain." "understood!" Junior sister said seriously. I couldn't help but look ahead at Lin Jue. She knew how many skills this junior brother had, which were nothing more than the fire-expelling wind and wood-style exhaling breath, which were not considered very advanced. In fact, she was also thinking about it just now, wondering how to deal with this monster that suddenly appeared. Especially since they knew nothing about this monster and couldn't even tell whether it was one monster or two, they didn't know whether these spells would work. Who could have thought that none of her senior brother's magic spells were useful, and he only relied on his aura and the fictitious "Stone Crushing Technique" that she had not even started to learn, and he drove the opponent away. The junior sister thought about it seriously and memorized it secretly. "You must know that practice is the way, cultivation is cultivation, and skills are skills. The way is the magic power you cultivate, the cultivation is the virtue you accumulate and the character you cultivate, and the magic skills you practice hard are the skills. There is no reason in this world that people will be respected if you have a higher way, and there is no saying that people with a higher way can win in a fight. Most of the predecessors who concentrate on cultivating the golden elixir in the mountains are not good at fighting. "Spells are mutually reinforcing and mutually exclusive, so it's hard to have a general who always wins. For example, you learned the stone-crushing technique. After you have mastered it, you will encounter a stone monster. It relies on its natural solidity and few Taoists can do anything to it. But even if it is several times more powerful than you, it will hardly withstand a few slaps from you. "On the contrary, if you learn magic such as calling the wind and making paper figures, no matter how high your level of Taoism is, you will still not be able to do anything to an ordinary piece of stone. "..." The third brother said as he walked.
It really seems like I'm here to teach them. As they walked and talked, he took out the wine flask and took a sip. Fortunately, the wine was very light, so he just drank it for fun. Soon they approached Ogawa Village. "Coming." A villager held a torch and identified the bamboo forest nearby. Then he said in a trembling voice: "After this bamboo forest, you will reach the graveyard at the entrance of the village. If you want to go there during the day, you can go around the weir pond. In the beginning, we used to go there in the evening. Now we dare not go there in the evening, and we dare not go out at all. Fortunately, it is better than here." Lin Jue stretched his neck to look forward. This is a winding path. The bamboo forest is not big and just blocks the front. Nothing can be seen in the dark. "How far away?" "It takes two or three hundred steps." "Then let's go through the bamboo forest first." Lin Jue knew that his abilities were limited and he had just begun to learn magic. It would be great if he could burn away all the evil spirits on the road, but he still had to be a little cautious. So he held the torch and walked slowly forward. It wasn't that he was in the lead, at least his little fox was just a little ahead of him. "Boo?" The little fox called out again, stopped and looked back at him. At the same time, Lin Jue also heard some noise. I took a few steps forward carefully, and suddenly saw more than a dozen lights ahead, four or five of which were orange-yellow torches, and some light green phosphorescent lights, interweaving to illuminate the night sky. It was clearly a summer night, but there was still fog. The traces of fog could be clearly seen between the trees, and some unreal shadows could be vaguely seen swaying in the fog. Someone's shouting and cursing could be heard faintly. "As the saying goes, ghosts don't easily break into a house, but you guys are getting bolder and bolder, you actually dared to come to my house! And you are all my old folks, ugh! "Take my arrow!" A tiny flame flickered in the night. Then several paths connected and crisscrossed in the forest. The shadows floating in the fog suddenly disappeared, and even the fog seemed to be much thinner. "If you dare to come to my house again and scare my mother, I will call my friends to dig you up three feet deep, bring in firewood, and burn this entire forest to ashes!" There was some anger and some heroism in his words. Lin Jue only thought of that Luo monk for a moment. Seeing this situation, there was nothing to observe, so he hurried forward with a torch. There were seven or eight people standing in the woods, all of them were young and strong men. Three or four of them were wearing black clothes, carrying swords and bows, and the others looked like villagers, holding hoes, hatchets and the like. When they saw Lin Jue and his group, they became alert.
"Who?" There were even bows and arrows aimed at us. "It's me! Zhang Da! We're back!" A villager shouted, "We've invited the three immortals from Fuqiu Temple." "Oh……" The bow and arrow were then put down. Two torches gathered together. The leader of the group was a man in his twenties, also dressed in black and holding a bow and arrow. He was furious at first, but when he saw the group, he became very polite. "Why did Third Uncle come back at night? Oh my! He really invited the immortal from Fuqiu Temple!" "The three masters are all really capable. On our way back, we encountered monsters blocking the road, but the masters scared them away with just a few words!" "But are you serious? Then please take a look! This place is one of the haunted graveyards in our village. How can we get rid of the ghosts? These ghosts are getting more and more rampant and even dare to run into people's homes!" Many torches were lowered, illuminating the ground ahead. Lin Jue couldn't help but look down. This is a poplar forest. There were sparse trees with straight trunks, many simple graves in the middle, and traces of fire. The ground had obviously sunk down a bit, and in some places you could see wooden boards in the ground, and in some places you could see the exposed roots of poplar trees, or dark deep holes. "Zhang Da, didn't you say that we would invite real people from Yishan and Qiyun Mountain? Why did you invite people to fight ghosts here again?" "What can I do? Didn't I tell you? Last night, a ghost actually ran into my house and stood in front of my mother's window, scaring her almost to death! I was still in the mountains, and the second brother Wang from the village came running over early in the morning. I almost thought I was coming back for a funeral! Fortunately, my mother was not scared to death, but she hasn't recovered yet. If it were you, could you bear it?" As he said this, he even walked forward and kicked the stones on the ground into the pit in front of him. The villager stopped talking. Of course he could hold it in. He didn't have the ability of Zhang Da, nor did he have those friends who were equally strong and had practiced martial arts for years and would come to help at a single shout. He was just so angry that he rushed to the grave at night for his mother and cursed at the ghost. It was quite a courageous act. No one can say anything to question it. "But why did the ground sink?" "This afternoon, I brought some firewood and started a fire here, hoping to burn them all. As I was burning, the ground collapsed. I didn't expect that I couldn't do anything to them. They came out at night as usual. It's good that they came out. This time I replaced the arrowhead with a flaming one..." Before he could finish his words, dark shadows suddenly appeared around him. As if angered by his words, the black shadows that had just been dispersed by their rockets suddenly gathered together again, floating around, and even rushing towards them. "Again? "Well done!" Zhang Da was not afraid at all and just rushed forward with his punch. Ghosts are ethereal, and in theory, ordinary people and swords cannot cut them. But people have blood and yang energy, and some people also have evil spirits. Strong blood and strong evil spirits can impact and hurt ghosts.
But before he encountered the ghost, he heard a burst of fire. "Canopy..." The flames exploded in the forest and rushed in all directions. In a large semicircle area in front, the ghost shadows were almost burned to ashes. Lin Jue looked back. There were also three or four ghost shadows at the back, two or three of which were dispersed by the yang energy exhaled by the junior sister. The remaining one was actually the little fox cub that rushed over, and as if it could encounter a ghost, it clumsily bit and fought with it, making a small but rather ferocious whimpering sound from its mouth. It was fairly easy to deal with. But at this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed underground. The black shadow was so difficult to detect that it could only be seen in the firelight. It emerged from the ground like a ghost and rushed towards Zhang Da in front. "damn thing!" Zhang Da had practiced martial arts and had quick reactions. Even though he was facing those ghosts, he noticed the sudden attack of the black shadow and immediately tried to dodge and block it, and even tried to find an opportunity to counterattack. Unfortunately, the black shadow was too fast, and he was holding a bow and arrow in his hand, not a sword. Although he pushed the bow and arrow forward, there was a gap. The black shadow just passed by. "what!" With a scream, the black shadow fled into the night. Looking at Zhang Da again, there were several more scratches on his chest. (End of this chapter)