The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 9: Returning the Soul and Collecting the Ghosts

Zhenwu Hall,

Above the mourning hall,

Chu Zhou found a corner, dragged over a futon, took out the things he had prepared, placed them in order, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, his thoughts couldn't help but drift everywhere.

About whether ghosts really exist?
In his previous life, Chu Zhou had heard of it but had never seen it; in this life, his original body had also heard of it but had never seen it.

But in the notes of Taoist Xuanzhen, there was never the slightest doubt in the white-haired immortal's performance and preaching.

Besides, if there were no real stuff, would those "local residents" who are more cunning than monkeys allow Taoist Xuanzhen to buy up such a huge business?

Therefore, Chu Zhou believed it 70%.

After all, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so 70% can't be any more.

Of course, all of the above were thoughts from a quarter of an hour ago, not now...

woo woo woo woo!

Outside the hall, a cold wind suddenly blew, causing the branches to sway and the sound of wailing to be heard.

Chu Zhou shuddered, looked up and opened his eyes. He seemed to be able to see the cold wind blowing into the hall through the gaps in the windows and doors.

The candle flames flickered in the dim hall, and the temperature dropped several degrees in an instant, making me feel cold and giving me goose bumps.

Chu Zhou almost instinctively urged his weak blood and strength, and he felt a constant flow of heat circulating in his body, and only then did he feel better.

But this is not over yet!
I saw another cold wind blowing in the hall, stronger and faster.

The wind is invisible, so it is not very clear to begin with. But when the two dark winds intertwine and collide, refusing to give in to each other, it becomes clearer.

"It's finally out!"

Chu Zhou cried out inwardly, and without further delay, he immediately took out a porcelain bottle, pulled out the stopper, poured out a little liquid, and wiped it on his eyes.

According to the White-haired Immortal, without magical powers, one cannot use magic. Unless one is born with the ability to see ghosts and spirits, mortals cannot see ghosts with their naked eyes.

However, even if there are no magic methods available, you can still use certain special materials to achieve your goals!

For example, if you apply cow's tears on your eyes, you can see the traces of ghosts before they evaporate.

Of course, the duration is limited, but it is enough at the critical moment.

It is worth mentioning that the bottle in Chu Zhou’s hand was not collected by him. The time was too short and he had no time to look for these things.

This was left behind by Taoist Xuan Zhen, and he also found it in the underground secret room. It is not a big bottle, but he actually collected it for a long time.

For this purpose, an old cow was raised in Xuanzhen Temple.

Honestly speaking, Chu Zhou had been confused before. Why would Taoist Xuan Zhen raise an old cow that was so old that it could no longer work?
But now, he knew.

After applying these cow's tears, and then blinking, everything you see has changed.

It seemed as if the whole world had faded, turning into a mixture of gray and white, and there was a slight shake, as if the whole world was twisting.

And in this pale world, the Taoist master Xuan Zhen standing in front of the coffin was so clearly visible.

His entire body was dark, with black ghost energy constantly emerging from it. His head was taken off and held in his hands. He was staring at his body, with a face full of unwillingness and resentment.

Of course, besides resentment and resentment, there is more fear.

Because, gusts of cold wind came out from the corpse in the coffin, revealing the outline of another ghost.

He was healthier and stronger, the black energy around him was more vigorous, and the sinister look on his face was more intense.

At this moment, he was staring at the ghost of Taoist Xuan Zhen with an excited look on his face. The ghost energy around him was like an octopus, tightly controlling Taoist Xuan Zhen.

Even though everything was developing as he had guessed, Chu Zhou's face still looked unhappy at this moment.

When the ghost was alive, he was torn to death by a hungry tiger, and after death he was still enslaved and driven. His resentment was so deep that it was rare even among ghosts, and he was a vengeful person.

Therefore, even if the Taoist Xuan Zhen died, this ghost could still lie dormant for seven days, just to wait for the seventh day to return to the soul and swallow up the soul of its former master.

Only in this way can one calm the resentment in one's heart and transform into a fierce ghost, without fear of being captured by reincarnation and causing harm to the human world.

From this we can see that the drawbacks of this "Ghost Technique" are that it will cause endless harm from before life to after death.

In a short time, the ghost had dragged the soul of Taoist Xuanzhen to its front. The resentment on Taoist Xuanzhen's face was reduced a lot by fear. Only fear remained. He screamed continuously, but was powerless to do anything.

But at this moment, the ghost suddenly turned around and met Chu Zhou's eyes. Its ghost face revealed its sharp fangs, as if it was about to choose someone to bite.

He has already discovered Chu Zhou!
In a sense, if you stare at the evil spirit, the evil spirit is also staring at you.

At this moment, Chu Zhou felt a chill in his heart.

He knew that if he failed to defeat the evil spirit this time, he would most likely die at the hands of the evil spirit.

It was at this moment that the world in his eyes became blurry. After blinking a few times, all the ghosts and the gray world disappeared.

holding grass...

Chu Zhou screamed, immediately took out the porcelain bottle, poured out the liquid, and hurriedly applied it to his eyes.

This is the defect of special materials. Unlike magic, which can last for a long time, cow's tears will be useless once they evaporate. When Chu Zhou finished applying the medicine in a hurry, he opened his eyes and saw that the ghost had torn off one of Xuan Zhen's arms and was swallowing it up with a "smacking" sound, just like the sweetest food, eating it with great pleasure.

At this moment, Chu Zhou did not delay any longer. He raised his hand and grabbed a bag of glutinous rice. He waved his hands and threw it out as if it was free.

At that moment, white rice grains fell on the ghost like rain, making a sizzling sound. When they fell to the ground, the rice grains had turned black.

The ghost's minions and the Taoist master Xuan Zhen's souls were burned so much that they screamed and looked in pain.

Sticky rice wards off evil spirits!

It’s a very old method, and the results are not very satisfactory, but the pain is real.

The ghost showed anger, threw away the remaining soul in his hand, glared with bloodshot eyes, and pounced on Chu Zhou.

He was extremely fast, like a cold wind blowing past, and he was close in an instant, despite the damage from Nuomi.

In Chu Zhou's eyes, the ghost's twisted mouth opened wide, with sharp teeth extending, as if it wanted to swallow Chu Zhou's head in one gulp.

That feeling is really scary!
Chu Zhou felt as if all the hairs on his body stood up. He shuddered and moved his hands faster.

He grabbed his clothes and threw them away, then turned over and pounced on him.

On the back of the clothes, the strange patterns outlined with cinnabar were all copied by Chu Zhou himself.

With just one flutter, he tied up the ghost. He didn't know if it was the cinnabar or the effect of the talisman, but the burning ghost screamed to the sky and he jumped around in pain.

Chu Zhou seized this opportunity. He first poured out the glutinous rice, then drew a circle on the ground while sprinkling it.

Then a red string was pulled up and wrapped around and around, and copper coins stained with incense were thrown out, one by one, all sticking to the ghost.

Finally, he even brought out a basin of black dog blood and poured it directly on it.

Chu Zhou did all of this smoothly and he had already replayed it in his mind countless times.

There's no way. He is just a mortal now. Although he has mastered some methods to exorcise and capture ghosts, how can you say that he is not afraid?
How could he not be afraid of something he had never done in his life?!

Therefore, I really used all the tricks I could think of, for fear that I would be too slow.

And as for the results, it is also extremely useful.

The ghost was obviously stunned. Although he was an evil ghost, he was wailing at this moment.

Chu Zhou took a deep breath, took out the sign made of dark wood, pressed it on the ground, and slowly pushed it forward.

Only after he broke through the circle drawn by glutinous rice and protruded a corner did he sit cross-legged, imitate the records on the animal skin, make hand gestures, and mutter to himself.

"There is a black sky above and a black sky below. There is no light in the black sky, no door in the black land, and no immortality among black people. Make ghosts unaware and invisible. Collect evil and the evil will retreat. Collect ghosts and the ghosts will die!"

The formula is very strange, but according to the white-haired immortal, it is a direct translation of the ghost language, which is equivalent to standard Chinese characters in foreign languages ​​and is also a way of communication.

As for the translation, it basically means using coercion and inducement to tell the other party that if they want to live, they must quickly enter the wooden sign, otherwise they will die.

The ghost indeed responded, and seemed to let out a rhythmic roar, but Chu Zhou couldn't understand it at all, so he just repeated the spell, chanting it over and over again.

At the beginning, the ghost roared very vigorously, as if he would rather die than surrender.

But as Chu Zhou threw in more and more glutinous rice, and kept stabbing with the bronze sword made of incense and copper coins, the ghost's screams became lower and lower.

It was not until Chu Zhou applied the cow's tears for the third time that he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He turned into a condensed black gas and sank into the gloomy wooden sign like a swimming snake.

Chu Zhou cut his finger without hesitation, dripping blood, and pressed it on the wooden sign.

At this moment, he could even feel a suction force, absorbing the blood and continuously sinking into the wooden sign, as if the ghost was sucking his blood.

This process lasted for a full cup of tea, and the entire wooden sign had changed from pitch black to scarlet, and even had a faint glow.

Only at this moment did Chu Zhou loosen his fingers and sit on the ground somewhat exhausted. His face was even paler, as if he had lost too much blood.

And when he looked up, just before the cow's tears lost their effect, he saw the living soul of Taoist Xuan Zhen not far away.

At this moment, one of his arms was broken, and the ghostly aura on his body seemed even weaker, as if it would be blown away by the wind.

But he looked at Chu Zhou with complicated eyes. He opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. He just bowed slightly and disappeared in the gloomy wind.

Until this moment, everything was over, and Chu Zhou recovered for a long time, and finally took out the gloomy wooden card, held it in his hand, and fumbled around it slightly.

Perhaps through the blood connection, he seemed to be able to feel the weakness and unwillingness, fear and anger of the ghost in the wooden sign.

As long as Chu Zhou is willing, this evil ghost can be transformed into a sharp weapon in his hand to take people's lives.

However, each time it is used, the ghost will become more ferocious and its own blood and essence will be depleted.

Over time, just like the Taoist master Xuan Zhen, you will fall into a vicious cycle.

So, this thing can be relied on temporarily, but not for a lifetime.

In comparison, martial arts may be the true path to transcendence.

Of course, no matter what, with it, Chu Zhou finally had the capital to turn the tables.

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(End of this chapter)