Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 41 Thunder Sword
Chen Beimo squinted his eyes due to the wind and looked towards the Su family's shop. There was a gloomy and deathly aura gathering in the sky.

He frowned slightly. This was the energy produced by a dead person, but Old Su seemed to be only in his forties this year and was in good health. How could this happen?
Chen Beimo shook his head. The aura of death above the courtyard could not be faked. Someone must have died.

After all, we have been neighbors for many years, so I have to go and see him.

He raised his foot and stepped out of the threshold, but then retracted it, went up to the attic, and used Kanshui righteousness to draw six talismans to suppress evil.

This talisman is the most commonly used talisman for warding off evil spirits in ancient books, and it was derived from the Taoist philosophy.

The talismans drawn by ordinary people naturally have no effect against evil spirits.

But he left his mark with the Dharma Qi. Although Kan water is Yin, it is in the right position of the Eight Trigrams and can still suppress evil spirits.

After the ink dried, he pasted the talismans on the square wall of the courtyard and also pasted two more on the doors of the east and west wing rooms.

Lao Wu didn't feel like asking any more questions, but Chengze asked curiously, "Master, what is this talisman used for?"

"It is necessary to suppress evil spirits on the Double Ninth Festival." After he pasted the talisman, he said, "You all stay in the yard tonight and don't go out. I think things are not peaceful again."

Lao Wu shuddered in his heart when he heard this. With his intelligence, he had already seen that his master was an extraordinary person. Since he said this, there must be a reason for it.

So Lao Wu immediately closed the front door and asked, "Master, Master Shen hasn't come back yet."

Chen Beimo frowned when he heard this. In the past, his aunt would have returned at this time.

"Did Auntie tell you where she was going before she left?"

"It seems to be the Qi Teahouse in the east of the city." Lao Wu said uncertainly.

"Then close the doors and windows, and prepare to tell the girls in Linxia Garden not to go out today." Chen Beimo felt something was wrong, so he reminded them again, "Remember, unless it's me and my aunt knocking on the door, you are not allowed to open the door."

"Yes! Young Master!" When Lao Wu saw his face darken, he felt that the situation had become even more serious and dared not take it lightly, so he hurried to Linxia Garden to inform him.

Chen Beimo walked out of the front door, asked Chengze to open the door and lock it from the inside, and then went to East City.

He didn't walk in a hurry along the way, but he would keep an eye out for passers-by to avoid missing them.

The New East City was built to a great height. I don't know how many taels of silver were thrown into it. Now that it is newly completed, everyone comes here to take a look. It is quite lively.

There are also many newly opened shops on the road, and it seems that this place will become lively soon.

He walked all the way to Qi Tea House, an old shop that had just moved to the east of the city. It sold coarse tea and light tea, which were low-priced but sold in large quantities.

Chen Beimo entered the store. Two servants were sorting broken tea leaves. One of them came forward and asked, "What kind of tea would you like to buy, sir?"

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Did a lady named Shen come to the store this afternoon?"

"Ms. Shen?"

The servant recalled and said hurriedly, "Oh! Now I remember, it was a lady named Shen who discussed the tea business with our boss. Who are you...?"

People at the lower level naturally know how to read people’s expressions and can tell that the person in front of them is extraordinary just by looking at his clothes.

"I am the nephew of Madam Shen. My aunt has not returned home yet, so I came here to ask." Chen Beimo did not need to hide anything and stated his purpose directly.

"Mrs. Shen hasn't returned home yet?" Another servant asked in confusion, "She left at the end of the Shen hour, and now it's already 5:30 in the You hour."

"this…"

A servant was about to speak but stopped himself.

Seeing this, Chen Beimo took out three silver particles from his sleeve and placed them on the tea cabinet. "Gentlemen, please tell me what you know."

Finally, the servant got bolder when he saw the silver and said, "Sir, please don't be angry.

I heard that several women have disappeared in Dongcheng recently, all of them were good-looking.

Madam Shen’s appearance is naturally first-class, this…”

He didn't dare say anything else, for fear of upsetting the person in front of him.

Chen Beimo frowned, "Several women are missing? How come no one knows about this?"

"Oh! This matter, every time the government issues a notice, it's just a rumor, no one knows whether it's true or not." Another servant consoled him, "The daughter of the old Wu family in the west disappeared for seven or eight days, but she finally came back safe and sound, didn't she? She was dishevelled and said she just got lost in the mountains.

Sir, don't listen to this kid's nonsense!"

Chen Beimo nodded, his expression unrecognizable, and said, "If you see Madam Shen, please let us know."

"Oh! Okay! Don't worry, sir!" The three servants had smiles on their faces. After all, three pieces of silver were equivalent to their one-day wages. They just said a few words. Who wouldn't be happy?

Chen Beimo walked out of the strange teahouse, feeling more and more that something was wrong. The strange blood mist that rose to the sky this morning, and even he couldn't see the color until now, probably didn't happen in one day.

But this kind of bloody thing will inevitably cause changes in all kinds of things in all directions. Those with similar natures will come, and those with different natures will stay away. When it comes to the people and human affairs, all kinds of people will come and go.

Dark clouds gradually rose in the sky, covering the sunset glow. The thick clouds turned into light ink color, painting the city, as if a heavy rain was coming.

He thought about it and took another route home, intending to see if his aunt had returned. If not, he would send the girls to look for her everywhere.

Just as he walked to the street of Baihui, his spiritual sense detected someone secretly observing him. He calmly walked to a shop selling small things, as if he was looking at some children's toys, a row of masks of various shapes and sizes.

I took the opportunity to glance out of the corner of my eye and saw an old woman selling candy figures staring at me at the entrance of an alley.

His spiritual perception was not wrong. Even if an ordinary person was impressed by his good looks, they would just glance at him a few more times, and would not look at him with such ulterior motives.

Chen Beimo calmly replied to the stall owner, "Just buy this priest noodles!"

"Okay, sir. This is some god that came from Fengguo in the east. It's said to be able to protect peace. It's a water god."

Chen Beimo paid the money, took the mask, then turned and walked into an alley.

Baihui and Zhongsheng Streets are adjacent to each other, and there are many narrow alleys and intersections, so he squeezed into one.

When the old woman selling candy figures saw him disappear, she hurriedly followed him by straddling the small basket stands on both sides.

Chen Beimo put his hands behind his back, put on the priest mask on his face, and walked slowly.

This narrow road is long and narrow with high walls, which makes it look dark. Moreover, most of the people here have been relocated to the new East City, which makes it look a bit eerie.

Suddenly, a man came out from the corner of an alley holding a row of small drums tied to a wooden frame. As his short stature moved, the two spikes of the rattle hit the drum surface, making a chaotic sound of "dong dong dong".

The alley was already narrow, and the old man was holding a wooden frame that was blocking the way, making it even more difficult to pass.

Seeing the man approaching, Chen Beimo, who was wearing a mask, turned around and turned into another alley.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw the old woman carrying a basket on her back. Her face was full of wrinkles that almost squeezed out her eyes. She smiled and held a candy man and said, "Sir, do you want to buy some candy men to take back to comfort your children?" Chen Beimo's bright eyes looked through the mask and said without emotion, "How dare you block the way of the priest?"

The smile on the Sugar Man Granny's face disappeared, and she said in the hoarse and low voice of a dying person: "My sugar man is made from human blood and sprouts grown from corpse soil.

It was originally meant for people like you to eat.”

"Dong dong..."

Behind him, the old man selling drums also stopped behind him, blocking the road from the front and the back.

Chen Beimo asked, "Did you take Madam Shen?"

"It seems you are not stupid."

The old man behind him laughed softly and said, "We are just borrowing something from you. We will not hurt her. I believe that Madam Shen must have returned home by now."

"Hehehe, I heard from the Xuanhui in Yunzhou City that there is a new miracle doctor, the descendant of Yuling Medicine Fairy. A few of us would like to ask for some miraculous medicine. I wonder if you are willing to do this kind thing?"

The old woman looked up at him, gazing at him from a weird angle.

Chen Beimo sneered, "Which sect do you two belong to? How dare you act so rampantly in Yunzhou City without any scruples?"

"Hehe, we Jianghu strangers can't be considered as practitioners." The old man smiled and took down two rattles from the shelf, shaking them gently, and said, "Little drums, with skin as the surface and bones as the cones. Every drum sound is like crying!"

As soon as he shook the two drums, the alley was suddenly filled with the sharp screams and tragic cries of countless resentful women, as if countless women were having their skins peeled off from their scalps bit by bit and were experiencing heart-wrenching pain.

The sugar man grandma in front of him picked up the sugar man and said with a sinister smile: "Sugar is sweet, people are bloody, flesh and mud, and sugar is the coat."

He saw bursts of fragrant mist emanating from the sugar man, covering the entire alley, and a faint white mist filled the air and rolled towards him.

Chen Beimo took the long sword from his waist, and his mind was calm. The drum sounds could not disturb his emotions. The magic energy in his body surged, and the Water-Splitting Sword stabbed out. The sword energy turned into a blade and slashed towards the two people with a flash of cold light.

The old man holding the drum threw it into the air, and the drums grew bigger as if alive and blocked in front of him. Even the water-breaking sword energy blessed by the Kanshui magic could only cut through one layer before being stopped.

The old woman scattered the sugar men down, and they turned into seven or eight living sugar men to block the sword energy.

"What a great accomplishment!" the old man praised. "You are so young, and you are practicing the Shuiqi school, which is not good at fighting. It's rare."

"Stop talking nonsense, kill him quickly!" The sugar-man old woman urged: "Maybe the elixir is on him, and we can take it for ourselves."

The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry! Just watch my magic!"

He bit his finger and a handful of blood splashed onto the drums. In an instant, more than forty small drums flew into the sky and surrounded Chen Beimo under the old man's spell. A mutilated human face with resentment appeared on each drum head, glaring angrily.

Countless noisy biting sounds and wailing sounds rushed into his head. Chen Beimo felt as if his head was about to explode. Even his tempered heart of Taoism could not resist this horrific demonic sound.

The old woman on the other side stretched out her ten fingers like eagle claws, and then stretched out her arms like tentacles, reaching into the drum surface to pry open his scalp.

Chen Beimo looked up at the deep and dark sky, where thunder was heard and a heavy rain was about to come.

He no longer hesitated, raised his sword to the sky, and shouted:

"Mysterious Heavenly Thunder Command, the clouds are moving in the right direction, fall!"

As soon as he spoke, the Kanshui Divine Thunder that had been hidden in his body for a long time came out of the sword. In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed above the nine heavens, and a brilliant thunderbolt struck down. The Bishui Han Sword was suspended in the air, absorbing the mighty thunderbolt and then turning it into hundreds of scattered floating lightning bolts that shot in all directions.

The moment the two saw the thunder in the sky being triggered, there was only fear in their eyes. The magic they cast was broken in an instant. Just as they could time to perform an escape technique, they were hit by the thunder from the Bishuihan sword. They trembled all over and could not move. They were turned into two charred corpses under the thunder.

Along with the human-skin drums and human blood sugars they used for casting spells, they were all shattered by the mighty power of heaven.

Chen Beimo looked at the sword covered with electric patterns. With a thought, he swept his sleeves across it, and the thunder was restrained and the lightning dissipated.

The Water-Bi Sword received the power of the heavenly thunder, which completely cleansed away all the impurities. Now, just by showing the sword, it can scare away ordinary ghosts and monsters.

But the sword cannot become soft and cannot be carried around the waist.

He glanced at the corpses on the ground. The two black corpses were gradually dissipating and turning into wisps of black gas before disappearing.

The physical body of a practitioner is already a precious body. After death, it will not become a corpse, but will turn into a spiritual object or spiritual Qi of the Dharma Qi that he practiced.

Chen Beimo took a few glances, found nothing useful, and turned and left.

Not long after they left, someone came out to check whether the lightning strike had caused the fire, but they only saw that the walls in the alley were charred black, all caused by the lightning.

As Chen Beimo walked towards his home, he knew that these people had good intentions. With Beichen Jun at home, even if those evil cultivators had some abilities, they would not be able to run rampant.

The reason why he didn't take out the magic bell to fight the enemy was because the magic bell was most effective when used on people who were restless and unstable in mind.

Both of them were there just now, and if he was a little slower, the other person would find out his flaws. That's why Chen Beimo didn't use the magic bell.

Of course, this does not mean that Fa Ling cannot attack in groups, but the prerequisite is that the two formations are facing each other and the whole body is stable before it can be used with confidence.

What the old man said was indeed correct. The Kan Shui Sutra also mentioned that Kan Shui Fa Qi is not good at head-on combat, but is mainly focused on healing, trapping, dispatching, movement, and the end.

It can be said to be an assistant, or it can be said to be a controller.

But with the righteous power of the Kanshui Divine Thunder, it would be no problem for Chen Beimo to kill them.

In Tingyu Pavilion, Chengze was waiting under the eaves for Aunt Liu, who was making fried pancakes in the kitchen, waiting to eat her specialty.

As I was waiting, I heard a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

Chengze remembered what the young master said and did not dare to open the door. Instead, he asked, "Who is it?"

From outside the door, there was a dry sound, as if something was stuck in the throat.

"It's... it's me."

Hearing the strange yet familiar voice, Chengze couldn't help but put his face forward and look out through the crack in the door.

I saw a beautiful woman with messy clothes standing outside the door, her neck was a little stiff and her face was too pale.

"Rumble..."

Just at this moment, a thunder sounded outside the house, and lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the somewhat dull eyes of the woman outside the door.

"Master Shen! You are finally back."

Chengze's face lit up with joy. Although he felt a little strange that Master Shen outside the door was a little different from usual, he still opened the door because the master was the master.

(End of this chapter)