The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

Chapter 159 Appearance, Two Source Ghosts, 'Mountain Ghost' And 'Ghost Fog' (Sub

An Yuyuan looked into the distance.

"Beyond the jurisdiction." The place where he is enshrined does not belong to his guardian jurisdiction, but as long as he is enshrined, he will feel it.

In the next second, An Yuyuan closed his eyes, and he was perceiving the place of worship and the wishes of those who worshiped him.

There were intermittent prayers that fell into my ears.

"Ask City God to help us get rid of ghosts."

"The village is haunted and one person died."

"Hey, I hope the City God will catch the ghosts and bring our village back to how it was before."

The prayers over there have not officially started yet, but you can still hear the heartfelt voices of the prayers.

An Yuyuan opened his eyes and frowned, "Three people were killed by ghosts.

He looked in the direction of Huishan Village over there, what he saw in his eyes, his sight was getting farther away, and across thousands of mountains and rivers, he saw the end of the sky. Yisan, this is an ominous celestial phenomenon where the sky is in the sky and the sun is obscured, which means that there are ghosts doing evil, and they are not ordinary ghosts, but fierce ghosts!

"There is a source ghost."

An Yuyuan had a feeling in his heart, and the next moment he looked behind him and called Judge Wei softly.

After he finished speaking, he paused and called another name.

"Xi'er."

In a moment, two voices from the Yin Division descended on the Shanshang Division and the deep courtyard respectively.

Sitting on a stone chair in Yinsi's courtyard, the ghost baby who was pinching small earthworms to feed the goldfish stopped, the dark ghost eyes blinked, it jumped off the stone chair, ran with its calves, and disappeared.

temple.

Wei Shen's figure appeared, he came out from the underworld, clasped his hands and saluted respectfully, "Sir, what is the purpose of summoning the officer?"

And behind him, Guiying's small body ran out from the void.

It stopped in front of An Yuyuan, the pale little devil was holding a wobbly little earthworm in his right hand, the baby ghost raised its head up and blinked, as if asking An Yuyuan why it was called it?

"There's something you need to do." Five Zero Seven" An Yuyuan rubbed Xi'er's little head and looked at Judge Wei.

"Tonight, head south..."

He spoke out loudly.

*****

at dusk.

It was getting dark gradually, and the people in the mountain village were finally ready to worship the gods.

"Village Chief, it's getting dark, shall we worship tomorrow?" Chang Cai looked at the sky and frowned.

"No, worship now."

The village chief shook his head in denial.

He was afraid that the night would be long and dreamy, and he was also afraid that if he didn't pray sooner now, what if something happened to him if it was delayed for another night.

"I believe the gods will understand that we are worshiping gods at this time." The village head began to light incense, planning to burn the first incense stick, and he also took the lead in praying for the safety of the village.

Many people from the village came. Except for some people who had to take care of children, housework, and Qiu Rou and others who had an accident in their family, they were basically present.

The village chief looked at the villagers.

"Is there anyone else who hasn't come?" After asking, Qiu Rou and the others couldn't come. Someone died in the t. Things and white things can't be mixed together. During the period of mourning, people can't worship God, and they can't even go to other people's homes!

Those who go to funerals are already tainted with white things, and they will definitely be fine, but if they go to other people's homes, it is not good, it will conflict with the gods of other people's homes, and it will ruin their luck.

As long as the older generation has funeral affairs at home, the older generation will wash their bodies, uncover the red paper on the altar of the gods at home, and offer incense to the gods at home until all the funeral affairs have been dealt with.

(This is the case here, I don't know how it is in other places.)

He held the incense and bowed to every god and god statue, chanting words in his mouth, asking for prayers.

The other villagers also prayed for safety and didn't say much else.

Everyone puts incense into the incense burner.

"There will be big disaster dishes later, so you don't have to cook them for dinner." The village head said with a smile, the so-called big pot dishes are dishes that are cooked for dozens of people and eaten by many people] This is usually done when holding temple fairs and large events.

But today, because of the worship of God and the presence of the police, he decided to make big pot dishes, as a treat for the police comrades who came to the village to help them solve their problems.

The village head invited Hong Caijie and the others over for dinner.

"What a shame."

Hong Caijie smiled wryly. He felt that he hadn't done anything and asked others to spend money to prepare dinner, so he felt very sorry.

"It should be." The village head had already asked someone to bring over a bowl of food, Hong Caijie couldn't hold back, and he wasn't too pretentious.

He gave Shang Feihong the food first.

Shang Feihong said thank you and took the bowl. He was not entangled in the issue of eating. His eyes have been observing back and forth, and he has never left the village. The ghost master who was transferred has come over. They are also here, and they have also relaxed their perception. .

Hong Caijie didn't bother Shang Feihong.

He sits with a bowl and eats, and later he will go back to the village with the villagers.

"Is it really useful to worship the gods?" Hong Caijie looked at the altar filled with incense, which was filled with statues of gods, Bodhisattvas, city gods, gods of wealth and so on.

Crackling

Over there, the village chief and the others were lighting firecrackers. Hong Caijie was attracted by the sound and looked over.

When he saw the villagers preparing firecrackers, he wanted to say that firecrackers are banned now, but thinking of what happened in the village, it would be too disappointing for him to say such words.

Villagers are burning longevity gold for gods and Buddhas.

In fact, their worship of the gods is not over yet, they just saw that it was getting dark, so they brought out a big pot of food to Hong Caijie and the others, fearing that they would wait too long and be hungry, and the visitors were just guests. hungry.

Hong Caijie looked around and turned his eyes back to the table where the statues were placed. He was actually quite curious about worshiping the gods. He was brought up by his grandmother. In the past, his grandmother often worshiped the gods, and would burn incense and worship Buddha during festivals. , Later his grandma passed away, and he lived with his parents, who basically didn't touch gods and Buddhas, they didn't burn incense and worship Buddhas, so he rarely had contact with them over time.

"Um?"

When he turned his head, Hong Caijie was stunned.

A gray mist floated over the mountains.

"At least grade A." Hong Caijie said these four words with Shang Feihong's voice next to his ear.

"what is that?"

"It's getting foggy?"

The villagers who were doing worship next to them noticed the fog and started talking about it.

"Hurry up, take people to evacuate." Shang Feihong didn't care about other things, he rushed out, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

His speed is frighteningly fast, like an arrow leaving the string, making everyone stunned, as if in a dream, can this be done by humans?

Shhhhhh-

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and there was another sound of piercing in the village. It was the ghost masters from the Ghost Control Bureau who were stationed in the village. They rushed into the fog. This is the ghost fog!

They want to prevent the ghost mist from enveloping the village. The moment they see the ghost mist, they know what it is. Many villagers will be killed by ghosts.

"This………………

Hong Caijie was stupefied with disbelief...Superman?!

The next moment he came back to his senses, and did what Shang Feihong said, "Everyone, follow me outside!"

"A ghost is coming, this is a ghost coming."

The village chief was terrified.

The mist not only appeared from the mountains, but also quietly rose from the village. It was weird and frightening. The cold wind blew away and made everyone shiver.

The villagers wanted to run, but everyone was horrified to find that there was also fog on the road outside the village, and the fog spread so fast that it was too late to leave.

"What should I do?" Hong Caijie was terrified.

In just a few seconds, the fog enveloped the entire village, and soon they would be enveloped in the fog. He and the villagers retreated to avoid the fog, but it was useless.

snow is coming!

Hong Caijie's body was trembling, and the village chief's lips were trembling. It was not because of their fear, but because of the cold.

A cold wind blew through the mist, and a slight garden sound like a ghost could be heard vaguely.

Listen to the voice.

Everyone's head is drowsy and falling asleep, and their eyelids are shaking.

"Can't sleep." Hong Caijie slapped himself directly in the face to wake himself up. He drew his pistol and pointed it around, standing at the front to protect the villagers, "You all walk together in a group.

The villagers moved closer to each other after hearing his words, but everyone's footsteps were soft while walking, and they were really about to fall asleep.

Everyone's consciousness has been muddled.

I can't tell the difference between north and south.

Hong Caijie's legs were also weak, and his consciousness was drowsy. He fell to the ground and his hands fell down weakly. He felt that he was about to fall asleep.

Buzz --

Suddenly, there was a vibration sound.

Hong Caijie raised his drowsy head slightly, looked at the source of the sound, and grasped the gun weakly to respond.

The next moment he felt that he was hallucinating, and the shaking place was... the wooden table filled with gods and Buddhas. The gods on the table not far away under the ghost fog became hazy, and a group of gods were shining .

Those are the statues of the gods in the Chenghuang Temple, and the statues of the gods are trembling.

call!

There is a breeze blowing quietly, pushing the surrounding fog.

Two figures changed from small to large and walked out of one of the statue cards, standing in front of the wooden table full of gods and Buddhas, standing in the atmosphere of the garden.

There were two people in Hong Caijie's eyes. One was wearing a red judge's uniform and a black gauze hat, holding an ancient book bound in blue leather thread in one hand, and a black writing brush in the other. As for the position, I can't see clearly, but I can vaguely see a child, wearing a white shroud, very pervasive.

"That's that?" Hong Caijie murmured, feeling like he was hallucinating. He seemed to see the city god's subordinate Wen Judge holding a good book and a pen in the legend of ghosts and ghosts...

He is.

Other villagers who did not faint also saw this scene and suspected that they had read it wrong.

Hong Caijie lay on the ground. He passed out and fell asleep. Before his consciousness fell into chaos, he heard the judge speak vaguely that the god on the wooden table looked like money.

"It's hidden deep."

Judge Wei looked deep into the fog, at the junction of the village and the mountain.

After learning of Lord Chenghuang's order, he has been waiting for the ghost to appear. This ghost is very special and hides very deeply. It is a source ghost "Ghost Mist" composed of mist. Theoretically, the source ghost has no entity and is a mass The ghost mist hides very deeply, and it is not easy to find it. 0

This is a very special source ghost, the strength is not only S rank, but the ability to hide is beyond imagination, beyond the scope of strength.

That's exactly how Wei Shen and Judge Wei have been waiting for the 'ghost fog' to appear by itself. Once he appears, everything will be easy.

"Where is Kong Gongliang?"

Judge Wei called out in a low voice.

Suddenly, ghosts and ghosts appeared, and Kong Gongliang walked out of the divine card. Besides him, there were nineteen other ghosts and ghosts, including Lin Shu, Zhong Chengyi, Cao Xin...a total of twenty ghosts.

"Your Honor."

Kong Gongliang and other errands all saluted and stood beside them.

Immediately, they got orders from Judge Wei, "There are thirty and seven ghosts in the ghost mist, you go and catch them and bring them back to the Yin Division to refine them into ghosts."

silent.

Kong Gongliang and the others saluted, drew out their sabers and walked towards the distance, submerged in the ghost fog, their figures disappeared, only the fog was rolling.

They moved, and the ghost baby Xi'er next to them also moved.

It looked in the direction of the mountain, where there was a ghost that attracted it, which was another source ghost 'mountain ghost'.

There are two source ghosts in this ghost incident, 'Ghost Mist' is the main ghost, and all the ghosts in the ghost fog are his ghost slaves, including 'Shan Gui', but 'Shan Gui' is the source ghost. He became a ghost slave, but he still has his own rules of killing. He likes to trick people into the mountains, making them stumble and fall to their deaths in the mountains. The fusion of these two source ghosts is a perfect match, and their respective abilities complement each other.

The ghost baby ran over there.

When running over, the ghost baby approached Hong Caijie who was lying on the ground in a daze. It stopped in its tracks and looked at Hong Caijie curiously. The next moment it looked away, jumped over Hong Caijie's body and ran towards the mountain, blinking. disappeared in the mist.

Judge Wei looked at all this and smiled knowingly.

He also likes this little ghost baby... a cute little ghost, no wonder Lord Chenghuang raises him.

Judge Wei then looked at the sleeping people on the ground and said, "Have a good sleep."

He held the judge's pen in his hand and tapped it lightly.

Set the world!

The other ghosts were caught by the underworld, the ghost baby was catching the 'mountain ghost', and he was in charge of the 'ghost mist'.

boom!

At this moment, a strong wind blew up in the mountains, and the gloomy fog that enveloped the entire village rolled violently.

There are black and yellow symbols invisible to ordinary people appearing in all directions, densely packed, each symbol seems to be a mysterious character of ghosts and gods, and it also looks like the ancient characters of the city god...

There was a calm and upright voice swaying from the fog.

"From now on, this place is under the jurisdiction of Uncle Yongru, City God's Yin Division. Ghosts and evil spirits are haunting us. Incense sticks to my orders, locks Yin and Yang, suppresses mountain villages, and spreads cages to arrest evil spirits."

The sound swayed.

Time passed, and slowly the boiling of the mist stopped.

The mist became calm, as if it was half dead, and it was no different from ordinary mist. It was slowly closing, and the village reappeared.

Hong Caijie had a dream.

He dreamed of something in his dream, the village was foggy, and then he saw the city god judge in the ghost myth.

"Hiss." He clutched his head, feeling heavy in his head, drowsy and sleepy.

A few seconds later, he sat up, shook his head 1.4, and shook off those drowsy feeling belts, and the next moment he regained consciousness, "Villager!"

He returned to his senses and quickly looked at the people around him.

People around are sitting on the ground.

The villagers are all fine, they are the same as him, everyone wakes up and looks at the surrounding situation, communicates with each other after discovering their own situation, talking about what happened? What happened just now?

"What's going on?" Changcai patted himself on the head, feeling very confused.

"Are you all feeling unwell?"

Hong Caijie made a sound.

He was the first to wake up, looking at everyone, he was still recalling what happened in his mind... I seemed to have fallen asleep, and had a dream, in the dream I saw the city god judge, huh?!

Huo Ran, Hong Caijie recalled that he suddenly looked at the wooden table full of gods and Buddhas.

"Is that a dream?"

He looked at the wooden table, and then looked around the village.

It’s getting dark, and the village is quiet in the night, with dogs barking and moonlight shining, the candles on the god’s table outside the village are swaying in the wind, and the censer has a faint incense wafting out, which smells very good .

T!

Hong Caijie was sure of it.

He was sure it wasn't a dream, it was real, it was true.

"We were rescued by the City God, and I saw the judge's ghost." At this time, the words of the village chief sounded from the side, reaching Hong Caijie's ears.

The words of the village chief seemed to confirm what Hong Caijie thought.

Hong Caijie looked over.

The village chief stood up. He didn't care about patting the dust off his trousers, and walked towards the altar with old strides.

"It's manifested. Just now the city god's god manifested. Did you see it?" He walked and looked at other people, wanting to ask himself if he had misread it, or if he was old-fashioned, but although he was puzzled, his face The expression on his face was shining, with an expression of disbelief, and then he looked around, looking for the fog that had just enveloped the village and now he couldn't see anything