Chapter 107 106. Stepping Shadow Gu

"Captain Luo, those two tablets..."

The Buddhist disciple in white could feel the strong resentment and ghostly aura contained in the two tablets, and his expression became somewhat solemn.

"There are two evil spirits living in those two tablets." Captain Luo took out a few incense sticks from the storage bag on his waist. "But according to the official records, as long as you sincerely offer them sacrifices, they will not come out."

"All those who can come here are cultivators." The Buddhist disciple in white frowned as he watched Captain Luo light the incense sticks. "Three incense sticks from a cultivator are worth the sincere offerings from hundreds of mortals."

“If there are more cultivators offering sacrifices, these two evil spirits will probably become fierce gods without much effort.”

"No way." Captain Luo knew what the Buddhist disciple in white meant, but he still shook his head. "If we let these two evil spirits out, in this haunted house, their strength will be no less than that of the evil spirits."

"In this haunted house, even a cultivator at the fifth level would be defeated by these two evil spirits."

"Paying a little price to make them stay in the tablets during our next operation is the best way."

Captain Luo tucked the handle of the lantern under his armpit, held six incense sticks in his hand, and bowed to burn incense towards the two tablets on the armchair, the names of which were covered with scratches as if they had been scratched off by someone's fingernails.

The flame on the incense stick suddenly burned violently, and in the blink of an eye, all six incense sticks were burned out.

The Buddhist disciple in white clothes standing by saw that Captain Luo’s face had turned pale and his breath had become a little weak.

Offering sacrifices to such ghosts is completely different from worshipping real gods. The latter can use vegetables, fruits and livestock as tributes, but the former uses the spirit of the worshiper.

The Buddhist disciple in white supported Captain Luo.

Captain Luo waved his hand, took out a pill and swallowed it: "It's okay."

The Buddhist disciple in white thought for a moment, then picked up a tiny light between his fingers and shone it on Captain Luo's forehead. Captain Luo immediately felt a warm feeling quickly flowing through his body.

The losses caused by offering sacrifices to ghosts were restored in an instant.

"Thank you, Master."

"The only dangers in this atrium lobby are these two tablets?" The Buddhist disciple in white robes looked around.

"More than that." Captain Luo shook his head and pointed at those lanterns and palace lanterns. "The candlelight from those palace lanterns and lanterns will have the effect of 'blood staining people's clothes'."

"Once all the clothes turn red, the person will become a ghost."

"The higher the level of cultivation, the slower the clothes will turn red, but even a cultivator at the fifth level can only greatly delay it, not stop it."

"A cultivator at the first or second realm will be transformed into a ghost in about one to two cups of tea."

"The corpse oil lanterns can only protect us from attacks from things in the dark, but they can't block this candlelight that can stain people's clothes with blood and turn people into ghosts?" The Buddhist disciple in white raised his sleeves, and there were tiny spots of filthy blood light condensing at the corners of his clothes.

"Yes." Captain Luo said solemnly, "This courtyard may not seem to have any direct killing intent, but it is full of danger. If you stay here for a long time, you will become a part of this place."

"The Mahayana Taoist master of Yuanfu Temple is right here, and even he can't destroy this place? Is it because we don't want to allow those evildoers to set up a ghost market?" The Buddhist disciple in white could not help but ask after seeing the danger of this haunted house.

"This haunted house cannot be destroyed from the inside. The real location of this haunted house cannot be found. Even if a powerful person in the seventh realm tries to destroy it, it will return to its original state after a while." Captain Luo said.

The Buddhist disciple in white shook his head and said nothing.

Even if it cannot be destroyed, such a dangerous place should be closed if possible. However, the government allowed it to become a ghost market. I am afraid there are more reasons than what Captain Luo said.

There must be some deeper reasons behind this.

"Let's go. Time is limited. We must find the body of Patriarch Tao as soon as possible and prevent this haunted house from reviving." The Buddhist disciple in white believed that these two things were consistent.

The one who pushed all this forward must be his senior brother. Following the guidance of the causal line, the Buddhist disciple in white and Constable Luo walked deeper into the haunted house from the corridor on the right side of the atrium lobby.

The dim haunted house was depressing and silent. The light from the lanterns hanging in the corridor cut the figures of the two people into tiny fragments of light and shadow.

Was walking.

The Buddhist disciple in white suddenly stopped and looked down at the shadow under his feet.

"What's wrong, Master?"

"Something just attacked me through the shadow."

"Attacking through shadows?" Captain Luo felt inexplicably frightened. There seemed to be many changes in this courtyard that were not previously recorded by the government.

Before this, this haunted house did not have the means to attack through shadows.

"Be careful." The white-robed Buddhist had golden light flowing in his eyes, illuminating all illusions, "Here it comes!"

Under the two men's vigilant gaze, the silhouette of a child of about three or four years old, with no eyes or nose on his face and only a mouth, emerged in the gap between the flickering firelight.

As soon as it appeared, the silhouette actually stretched out its hand towards the shadow of the white-robed Buddhist cast on the ground, pulled it up and started to bite it.

The originally invisible and intangible shadow was actually bitten off a small piece by the mouth of that unknown creature.

"What is this? Is it a ghost?" asked Captain Luo.

"No." The Buddhist in white shook his head, "There is no ghost energy on his body. This is not a ghost, but a poisonous insect."

"I've heard that there is a kind of Gu called the Shadow-Stepping Gu, which can harm people through their shadows."

The Dingchou God, who was twelve feet tall and wrapped in blue flames, was defeated by the attacks of numerous locust tree branches that were like countless giant pythons.

Xu Qing gave up the idea of ​​escaping by breaking through the locust tree blocking the door.

Under his command, the Ruyi Trident in Ding Chou God's hand swept with all his strength, creating a wave of flames that blew away the locust tree branches and the black flower spirit like ships under the waves.

"go!"

Xu Qing greeted Zhao Yinxi and Mo Qingxue.

With Ding Chou God leading the way, the three followed closely behind, like dividing the sea and dividing the river, and without stopping, they crashed into the group of hairless, red-skinned, six-eyed dog-like black flower spirits.

Wherever Ding Chou God passed, halberd shadows flickered, flames boiled, and wisps of Yin energy suddenly exploded. The almost endless number of black flower spirits seemed to be unable to keep up with the rhythm.

When the others saw this scene, they hurriedly followed the three people and the Dharma image.

With the help of Ding Chou God, Xu Qing and the other two quickly approached the hanging flower gate that separated the front yard and the courtyard. At this time, there were several lights in front of the hanging flower gate.

One of them was a short old man who sat on a platform made of three coffins.

The four bronze corpses surrounded the coffin like a solid wall. Any black flower spirit that pounced on it was smashed to pieces by the four bronze corpses.

The second one was a bearded warrior with extremely vigorous energy and blood. With his fists and feet, no black flower demon could get close to him.

Third, there are countless paper and straw men around to fight against the black flower spirit.

There were several other people who also used their own methods to resist the attacks of the black flower spirit.

(End of this chapter)