A light grey Tang suit, of medium stature, around forty years of age in appearance.
Suddenly, it was the corpse of the Yin-Yang master!
Unlike a ghost, whose form is insubstantial and light, a corpse evokes a sense of lifelessness.
The chest was completely still, without any movement—it was not a living undead!
At the position of the forehead, there was a fist-sized hole that could be seen inside, white and fluffy.
The soul to detach must be broken corpse, but I never expected that the wound should be so terrible?
Suddenly, the Yin-Yang master's tightly closed eyes snapped open, his face contorted in fury, his mouth wide open as if it might tear itself apart, and he let out a fierce roar at the boogeyman.
The very fact that the coffin came out caused the boogeyman to pause in his attack against me.
The actions of the Yin-Yang master seemed more like a provocation!
The boogeyman suddenly turned around and ran towards the coffin!
"Hiss...he helped us...see ghosts..."
I was equally bewildered.
By all accounts, we came to dig up the Yin-Yang master, and he, as a living sacrifice post, is also a revered entity. They should be on the same side.
Why would it be like this?
Is it simply because the boogeyman attacked the child corpse?
No... that's not right...
The dull thud was the boogeyman's one horn piercing the chest of the Yin-Yang master, and the boogeyman raised its head fiercely, pulling out the corpse directly.
It violently threw its head up, a scene of extreme madness and horror.
Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind, as if it was a revelation that cleared my thoughts completely.
Mr. Yin-Yang, as a living stake, is the true purpose of this just a living stake?
Looking back, it was the stubborn villagers who killed the white cow, and the white cow's resentment did not dissipate. It roamed the village.
For the children, he was willing to die, and he buried the body and the cow bones together in one place.
However, it was because of the child's death that the flood occurred that day.
The purpose of the Yin-Yang master is to suppress the boogeyman!
It's most likely that after the child died, he couldn't rest in peace, so he climbed out from the ground and separated from the boogeyman ever since.
Later on, the village of Niu-Ti Village became the way it is known today. The Yin-Yang master cooked meat soup in the temple, and those who ate it were said to sink to the bottom of the river.
The Yin-Yang master who sacrificed his life to protect the villagers and the boogeyman, who also started to harm people, might still be because of the child being killed.
Looking at the beginning and the end, the Yin-Yang master's corpse is capable of subduing the boogeyman!
No, it should be something else, not the corpse!
He flipped out and turned against the boogeyman again, surely because the boogeyman hurt the child corpse!
The thoughts were getting faster and faster. The Yin-Yang master was being poked back and forth by the boogeyman's horn, his body full of holes.
I sweated profusely on my forehead and shouted, "When a person dies, the light goes out. Everything should return to dust and soil! Your son has been trapped in the river water for a long time and will never be reincarnated. You are trapped by the boogeyman, causing harm to others without end. I am Lu Xian Sheng of Sifu Mountain, Luo Zhan! Today, I will subdue the boogeyman and find you a place to bury your father and son together!"
"You have helped me suppress the ghosts!"
With those words, I immediately bent my index and middle fingers, pinching them together with my thumb, while my ring finger pinched the thumb.
"By the heavens, I swear! With blood as an agreement, blood will bring forth thunder! When my blood arrives, the earth will reveal its true form!" The incantation was firm and powerful. The wound on my index finger quickly bled.
A dull sound, as if to explode the ground.
A rumble, and the place where the shed was located caved in directly. The boogeyman, with its four bloodstained hooves sparking with faint electric arcs, emitted a smell of burning that was oddly mingled with a faint fragrance.
It let out a painful roar and stopped poking the Yin-Yang master. Instead, it turned towards me, ready to attack.
Another thunderous rumble, and it crashed heavily to the ground.
After landing, the Yin-Yang master's body twitched rapidly, and a layer of burning smell spread over its surface.
"Hiss...master, be careful with the range..." Old Gong kept muttering.
My face turned grim, wishing the lighting law could control the range. I might need to seek help from He You Tian or Han Xie Zi.
I know there would be collateral damage, and I also know that this isn't enough to subdue the boogeyman, nor would it really harm the Yin-Yang master much.
After all, he had been able to restrain a boogeyman of the level of Green Ghost for so long.
This is my way of making a statement, once again showing my opposition to the previous group of people and the purity of Daoist laws.
The Yin-Yang master remained motionless, as if his soul had been dispersed but had not yet coalesced.
The boogeyman trembled as it stood up, its blood-stained bones transformed into a different shape. Thin flesh covered the bones, slightly burnt, and that rich fragrance exceeded that of the soup...
Old Gong kept swallowing, his tongue lapping at his lips.
"I understand, master. It's a living creature, and death is just the weight of resentment. In reality, it's not dead. The flesh will grow back, and it's that which caused Mr. Luo to harm others by cutting up the flesh!"
"That's right! That's how it is! It was an inherently evil ghost object!" Old Gong screeched.
Frankly speaking, I don't understand either. Sometimes Old Gong says it isn't dead, and sometimes he says it's a ghost.
I only understand one thing, that the Yin-Yang master was forced to harm people?
"I can't take it anymore... I can't stand it! I'll eat it!" Old Gong suddenly leaped off my shoulder!
An eerie scene unfolded before us. His head not only swelled up but also became gigantic, and he even grew limbs. However, due to the disproportionate size of his head, his limbs appeared small and deformed.
I had known long ago that after Old Gong consumed Wu Zhongkuan, he had everything he needed. But I didn't understand why he didn't want to manifest his true form.
At this moment, Old Gong finally revealed his true form!
The huge head was almost as big as a temple!
The enlarged mouth was like a grand gateway, and the yellow teeth were like thresholds!
Old Gong's eyeballs greedily devoured the boogeyman, biting fiercely!
In the next instant, the boogeyman disappeared, and Old Gong contentedly closed his mouth as if to chew.
But suddenly, his eyes widened even more.
Bang!
A huge explosion sound, and Old Gong's head, limbs, were shattered into pieces.
The boogeyman let out an angry roar, and the body that had seemed roasted was once again drenched in blood.
A thick white mist appeared around the boogeyman, slowly enveloping it!
The boogeyman's cow eyes, like bronze bells, stared at me with a fixed gaze. Its hooves dug relentlessly into the ground as if gathering strength, ready to strike me a fatal blow at any moment!
My breathing grew heavier, and I lifted the copper pestle, feeling a fierce determination to make a last-ditch effort.
With the other hand, I tightly grasped a half-foot copper sword.
I planned to treat these two artifacts as a copper sword and use a spell of Daoist Law!
Suddenly, someone gently leaned against my shoulder, and a cool breeze swept by my ear.
Chickenskin goosebumps rose all over my body.
At this critical moment, what ghostly thing is there behind me!?
I felt chilling down to the bone!
"Ceiling, compass."
The drifting, indeterminate voice pierced my ears.
Saying is delayed, doing is quick. The boogeyman arrow shot off the ground, flying towards me!
An even more shocking scene unfolded.
The Yin-Yang master's body stood up unsteadily, moving in a series of awkward, slow movements. He was extremely slow and stupefied, like a puppet on strings.
On the other side, the child corpse stood up straight as well, looking like a puppet on strings.
Father and son corpses lunged out on both sides, charging at the boogeyman!
A sharp, shivering, empty sound exploded in my mind.
"Go!"
