Author: Xiaoqiao Manyue

Chapter 67 Night and Day

Depressed, dead silence.

In the terrifying and despairing darkness, the scope of the blue light spreading becomes narrower and narrower. Every time you take a step into the depths of darkness, the scope of the ghost realm will shrink by one point.

The essence of these darkness is a ghost realm, an extremely powerful ghost realm created by countless evil ghosts mixed in it.

The more powerful ghost realm will suppress the weaker ghost realm. When the gap is too large, it will even directly crush the ghost realm. Under the category of ghost painting vs. ghost difference, the ghost painting directly suppresses the entire ghost realm into the painting.

, this darkness also incorporated Wang Chaling’s ghost realm into its own.

The deeper you go, the closer you will get to the source of the evil ghosts, and the stronger the suppression will be. Maybe in the end the ghost realm can only barely open.

After bypassing the first hall, Wang Chaling looked in the direction of the Main Hall. There was still a little light there, protecting the final peace in the hall.

Looking further back, there is a depressing, lifeless darkness. The inexplicable terror is using the darkness to hide its figure and wander around.

There are already many terrifying figures standing outside the cyan ghost realm. Every time Wang Chaling moves forward, the cyan ghost realm is suppressed by one point, and they will get closer.

Two middle-aged dead souls are wandering on the edge of the ghost realm. As the undead souls of the Wang family, they have an extremely close connection with Wang Chaling. Every time the ghost realm shrinks, they can return to a "safe range" in time.

Avoid direct exposure to darkness.

From time to time, he will stretch out his arms, grab some terrifying ghosts, and forcibly dismember them, turning them into scattered puzzle pieces. At the same time, these puzzle pieces will also fall into a state of freeze. Even if there is a dark stimulus, they will not be revived in a short time.

Whenever a fierce ghost is dispersed, it is equivalent to the weakening of the darkness, and the suppression of the ghost realm by the darkness will be reduced by a few points. Although the degree of reduction is not at the same level as the degree of growth, it is still better than no reduction.

Come strong.

"Very good, if we keep going at this pace, we just have to reach the dormitory, and the ghost domain can still hold up." Wang Chaling dismissed some of the "not too high" crashes and estimated the time it would take to reach them.

The dormitory of Dizang Temple is on the right side of the first main hall, about two kilometers away. In this case, the ghost area is more used to prevent evil spirits and warn, and it is not convenient to use it directly for traveling.

However, Wang Chaling is not slow either. He has used supernatural powers to strengthen his body for a long time. Even if he just relies on his body to move, it will only take a minute and a half at most to reach him if there are no ghosts blocking his way.

far away.

The last light went out, and the entire temple, except for Wang Chaling, was completely covered in oppressive darkness. Wails, screams, curses, prayers... the voices of the dead and ghosts sounded together in the darkness.

Wang Chaling turned a blind eye and took out a stick of sandalwood in his hand, but the movement of his feet accelerated a little, and he rushed towards the destination.

The only light in the darkness means something special. More and more strange figures are surrounding the ghost realm, and it seems that they will all pour into the ghost realm in the next moment.

The two ghosts are already "too busy" at the edge of the ghost realm. Every time they capture a ghost, more ghosts will come up before they can be dispersed.

The scope of the ghost realm has been shrinking again and again, forcing a group of ghosts to move forward. The green light flickers on and off, and it seems that it will be annihilated in the darkness in the next moment.

Soon, Wang Chaling came to the edge of the dormitory. The ghost domain had been suppressed to a radius of two meters, and the terrifying supernatural interference became more and more serious.

But the next moment.

Almost the second Wang Chaling entered the dormitory area, the terrifying figures around him began to evacuate consciously, and the terrifying supernatural beings that oppressed the ghost domain also disappeared "without a trace."

Wang Chaling scanned the area. A road ran through it, and it was as far as the eye could see. On both sides were low tile-roofed houses, the main body of which was a wooden structure.

Darkness still exists in this area, but unlike the oppression and silence of the outside world, there is a sacred and solemn feeling here.

The devil is no longer stimulated, but is being suppressed. This is reflected in the fact that the devil Wang Chaling brought in was quite "vital" just now, but now five seconds later, it has fallen to the ground.

On the ground, unable to move any longer.

The two dead souls of the second generation and the evil ghost controlled by Wang Chaling began to be weakly suppressed. As time went by, this suppression was gradually increasing.

Only two souls of the same generation were not affected.

"Most of the power was used to resist the ghost, but the remaining power can still have such suppressive power. The ghost controlled by the old monk is really terrifying." Wang Chaling's eyes flashed slightly. Although the old monk failed,

But he is worthy of being someone who can trap evil ghosts in the temple for dozens or even hundreds of years. This supernatural terror is probably beyond the generation before his birth.

If it had been in its heyday, Wang Chaling probably wouldn't have been able to gain anything from it.

But it’s not a big problem now. It’s been a long time since nightfall. Most of the supernatural powers are used to fight against the source ghost outside. Only part of it is left to maintain this “pure land”. The souls wandering inside are not enough to fight against Wang Chaling.

What's the impact - just leave the squatter area before dawn.

Without any scruples, Wang Chaling found a house at random. Instead of opening the door, he opened the window and climbed in through the window.

The layout of the house is not complicated. There is a small bed, a table, and two pairs of cloth shoes placed under the bed. Judging from its size, it should be a person, a bedding, a few folded monk robes, and the corners.

The "person" standing with his back to Wang Chaling is everything in the room.

Wang Chaling was lucky, and the room he chose at random turned out to be a "single dormitory".

He took out a piece of sandalwood, hesitated for a moment, put it back, and looked at the dead soul beside him: "Grandma, I will trouble you to keep an eye on that "sir" tonight. Grandpa, you will protect me by my side. It is necessary.

You can get up directly when the time comes. Mom and Dad, please go back to the photos first."

Sandalwood is precious, and Wang Chaling will use it in many places in the next "few days", especially when taking things. He saves as much as he can. The strength of the dead soul is enough to cope with the dangers of the squatters at night.

After arranging everything, Wang Chaling picked up a monk's robe and put it on directly without taking off his suit jacket.

The monk's clothes had not been washed for a long time, and there was a musty smell, but what was even worse was the smell of blood. The gray monk's clothes seemed to have just been picked up from a pool of blood. Most people would definitely not be able to stand this smell.

But what most ghost masters are most familiar with is this smell, blood, corpse smell... From the moment they become ghost masters, these are the smells that follow them almost all their lives. Over time, they will naturally get used to it. Wang Cha

The spirit is no exception.

Closing the monk's robe, Wang Chaling lay on his back on the bed - unlike the monk's robe, the bedding on the bed had a strange fragrance, like the scent of sandalwood when burning, but mixed with some floral fragrance, which made people feel restless and peaceful.

Come down.

"It's pretty fast..." Wang Chaling muttered, her eyes closed tightly, her breathing became calmer, and she finally fell into a deep sleep.

An old woman stood not far from the corner, staring at the "person" in the corner with a pair of numb eyes. An illusory old man wandered around the room, walking to the door and window from time to time, then back to the bed, and so on.

Back and forth.

There were wandering figures outside the house, and from time to time there were voices of conversation, doors and windows rattling, knocks on the door, and questions echoing, but they were always limited to this and no further action was taken.

When you enter through the door, you will have a direct conflict with the original owner of the house. The original owner must be driven out in order to keep Wang Chaling safe.

There is no need to do this when entering through the window. The original owner will only recognize the person who came in through the door. If the window is turned over, it is considered to be in the "blind spot" and will not conflict with Wang Chaling - unless the original owner also wants to lie down in bed.

When the original owner exists, even if there are a lot of changes in things outside the house, they will not break in directly, which can save Wang Chaling a lot of trouble.

On the bed, Wang Chaling's face was calm, her breathing was long and continuous, and a smile gradually formed at the corner of her mouth, as if she was having a sweet dream.

…………

Hours passed by in a blink of an eye.

The melodious bells echoed in the temple. When the first bell rang, Wang Chaling on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

He took off his monk's robe, folded the bedding together, and placed them neatly on the bed. When he came to the window, he saw that it was still dark outside, and the bell rang five times.

"I had a very comfortable sleep this time. It was like a harvest. The old monk was really too strict and refused to let go." Wang Chaling shook his head. Although this sleep was quite comfortable, he still couldn't.

It's not just for sleeping. Otherwise, no matter whether it is modified or deceived, it will make him fall asleep easily, but the most fundamental purpose will not be achieved in the end.

Thinking back to the stubborn old monk in his mind, Wang Chaling couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't dwell on this matter for long.

He has decided to stay in the ghost temple for a few days. If he really can't pry him open, he will just rely on physical force to rob him. This will only make the risk much higher.

"The ghost temple is quite safe during the day. As long as it doesn't involve a few specific areas, it's relatively safe for me as a person who has paid for incense." Wang Chaling still knows the general information about the ghost temple, but it's not that bad.

There are many. I plan to take this time to walk around the temple. I don’t want to know too much, but at least I want to remember the locations of some special things.

When he opened the window, there was nothing and no one outside. The sounds in the night seemed to be illusory. Wang Chaling climbed directly through the window and came to the street, followed closely by two dead souls.

In an instant, Wang Chaling felt that there were countless pairs of eyes watching her, glanced at the "quiet and peaceful" street, and walked straight towards the location where she entered before.

When we arrived at our destination, there was an obvious human-shaped mark on the ground, which was left by the evil ghost. However, the evil ghost had disappeared. He was probably dragged away by the "monk" in the street.

"This donor,..."

"Bang~!"

The rotten old man's arm directly hit the young monk's face, blocking the words he had yet to say, but this move seemed to have touched something. More and more monks poured out of the room, or from the side of the house.

emerging from the gap.

Scanning more and more "people", Wang Chaling's face was calm, blue light rippled, and large numbers of ordinary "monks" were gathered. Their existence was modified to non-existence, and at the same time they were also deceived into non-existence.

in this world.

It's just ordinary ghost slaves, there are as many as you want, and it is naturally as easy as possible to destroy them. There are only a few fierce ghosts, because the ghosts are immortal and cannot disappear, but they are also forcibly broken into puzzle pieces, scattered all over the place, and fall into a state of death.

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"Before dawn is the darkest time. The closer to dawn, the attacks of source ghosts will become more and more terrifying. The ghosts left by the old monk also need more to resist the darkness. Although I have attracted attention here, but this

A few fierce ghosts should be the maximum limit."

Wang Chaling's prediction was right. The bells rang thirty-six times, followed by the sound of drums, but as long as ordinary ghost slaves appeared, there was not a single fierce ghost.

The moment the last drum beat sounded, Wang Chaling stepped out of the squatter area. The darkness of the outside world dissipated in an instant, and light replaced everything. The dazzling eyes made Wang Chaling squint her eyes.

The sun shines on the majestic hall, and the shadows of three huge Buddha statues rise up. A huge tree appears, and its dense branches and leaves "cover" the three Buddha statues, with an inexplicable sense of sacredness. It seems to be

Driving away all the horrors in the world.

Wang Chaling even felt that Li Gui's consciousness had become silent again. Of course, this was just his illusion, an illusion caused by supernatural suppression.
To be continued...