The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 107 Interview and Handling of the Mahjong Ghost, the Moth Mother, and the Ghost Fetus (It's the beginning of the month, please vote!)

The young Taoist handed the phone to Xuan Gui Taoist, and then felt a slight movement in the bamboo tube he had hidden in his bosom.

Xuan Gui Daoist, who had just caught the phone, glanced at the young Daoist.

The young Taoist priest said with a wry smile, "Junior Brother Wu Zhiling seems to have some objections."

Xuan Gui Daoist snorted coldly, came to Wu Zhiling's body covered in mane, and after some effort, finally managed to unlock the phone.

Upon opening a chat app, Xuan Gui Dao Ren nearly lost his composure upon seeing the obscene chat logs.

"Ha, he's an expert in all sorts of vices, even daring to take that stuff... No wonder this kid's energy and spirit are getting worse and worse, and he keeps complaining about being short of money."

After reviewing the chat history, he selected two individuals who had been severely offended by Wu Zhiling and had vowed to kill Wu Zhiling's entire family as key targets for his attention.

Masterfully opened the blacklist and began browsing through the numerous entries.

After watching for a while, his gaze sharpened, and he handed the phone to the young Taoist who had just finished making a call.

The young Taoist priest read through the chat history and frowned, saying, "Uncle-Master, isn't the 'Spiritual Talisman Scroll' only one volume? Where did this second volume come from?"

Xuan Gui Daoist said, "There is a second volume, but the secret techniques recorded there are quite dangerous, so it was lost. As for where the second volume of this book is, I don't know."

"If you want to find the second volume, you'll probably have to dig up your dead master and ask him."

The young Taoist understood what Xuan Gui Taoist meant: "This person knows even such secret things, he must be an insider who knows a lot about the ins and outs of our Changshan."

"Junior Brother Wu Zhiling is also foolish, daring to cheat even this kind of money."

“He acts recklessly, always thinking that you can help him solve his problems.” Xuan Gui Daoist went outside and picked up a compass.

As he chanted the incantation, he drew two strokes on the compass with his sword-finger and then looked north along the compass.

"The person's address matches the direction indicated by the compass, so there's a high probability that they are the one who performed the ritual."

The young Taoist said, "We can return the money that Junior Brother Wu Zhiling cheated us out of, even if it's ten times the amount, but we really don't have that 'Spiritual Talisman Scroll'."

Xuan Gui Daoist glanced at the young Daoist: "Now you know to back down? If all else fails, you can try to find those reclusive grandmaster uncles in the deep mountains and see if you can find them."

This is obviously ironic.

Several grandmasters of the Changshan Sect have disappeared without a trace, leading some to believe that they were hiding somewhere in arduous cultivation in order to become immortals.

The young Taoist remained silent.

Daoist Xuan Gui knew that blaming him was useless, so he frowned and said, "It's fine before we made a move, but now that we have, it's not so simple. We can't just do whatever we want."

After putting away the compass, he took back Wu Zhiling's phone and hesitated before removing the person from his blacklist.

Judging from the other person's picture and information, I can tell that the other person is probably an old man of similar age to myself...

Xuan Gui Daoist typed a line of text, then thought it was inappropriate and deleted it.

He hesitated for several seconds without saying a word, but instead received an angry emoji from the other end.

The fact that the other party could reply so quickly in the middle of the night makes them highly suspicious.

Hyun-kyu tentatively replied with a "sliding knees" emoji.

The other party replied: Kneeling won't help. You have to pay the price for cheating people out of money they shouldn't have.

Xuan Gui's heart skipped a beat.

Is that him?!

He immediately replied: Wu Zhiling is dying, I am his elder, we can return the money tenfold.

The other person replied: What about that book?
Xuan Gui Dao Ren replied: The second volume of that book has actually been missing for a long time, and we have never found it. Wu Zhi Ling's claim that he has the book is just a way to scam money.

There was no reply for a minute or two.

Master Xuan Gui added: Wu Zhiling's character is extremely despicable, and we in Changshan are ashamed of his character. We are all happy that he has been dealt with.

There was still no reply from the other end.

Xuan Gui Daoist panicked a bit and sent another message to the other party: How about we talk face to face? This matter is a bit complicated, let's meet and clear things up?

There was no reply from the other end; they seemed to be hesitating.

Master Xuan Gui added: "To show my sincerity, I can bring the first volume of the 'Spiritual Talisman Scroll' and some related books with me first."

Finally, they replied with an "okay".

After waiting for a while, Xuan Gui Dao Ren saw an address sent from the other end.

He sent a message and arranged to meet the next afternoon.

Putting down his phone, Daoist Xuan Gui fell into deep thought.

The young Taoist priest asked in a low voice, "Uncle-Master, is it him?"

Daoist Xuan Gui nodded: "Absolutely."

The young Taoist frowned: "How can there be such a powerful unorthodox figure in the country? It would be impossible to reach this level of cultivation without killing a large number of people, this person..."

"Don't jump to conclusions before you've seen him in person," Xuan Gui Dao Ren interrupted. "Things are different now than before. Just mind your own business."

The young Taoist looked at Xuan Gui Taoist: "Uncle-Master, are you really going to see that person?"

Daoist Xuan Gui said, "How can we know the other party's background or who they are without seeing them with our own eyes?"

"Judging from these chat logs, I think the others are honest people who were forced into this situation by that bastard Wu Zhiling."

"From a third-party perspective, I think you've brought this on yourselves."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Things have come to this point, and we have to resolve them eventually."

“I’m leaving right away to see him. It’s hundreds of kilometers away, and it will take quite a while by high-speed rail.”

“I’ll go with my martial uncle!” the young Taoist priest said quickly.

"Take good care of Mingzhen here." Daoist Xuangui made simple arrangements. "The rest of them will be back by morning. Discuss with them what to do if things change."

"In the end, we are in the wrong. Don't think we are not in the wrong just because others are evil. I will ask them how they want to resolve this matter. Anyway, I didn't participate in the battle just now, so they won't kill me as soon as they see me."

The young Taoist priest was speechless.

Having taken some things, Daoist Xuan Gui didn't waste any time and headed straight down the mountain.

The young Taoist priest then remembered something and hurriedly asked, "Uncle-Master, what should we do about Junior Brother Zhiling? Although his body hair grows very slowly, it keeps growing. If this drags on any longer, his physical body will probably be ruined."

Xuan Gui Daoist replied perfunctorily, "Try setting up an evil-repelling talisman array. If it works, then he's lucky to be alive. If it doesn't, then let him rest in peace as a ghost."

"Uncle-Master, be careful."

"Stay connected."

……

Li Zhen slowly withdrew his hand from the coffin nails, frowning as he looked at the photograph beneath them.

I don't know what kind of magic the other party used, but this photo has become a bit blurry.

Close your eyes.

His perception of that target also became blurred, as if the curse he had cast had suddenly lost its target.

No, the target hasn't completely disappeared; something is preventing the black magic from tracking it.

However, this method cannot stop the "long-haired descent" for long.

Detective Li poured the last bit of bodily fluid onto the coffin nails.

The coffin nails became even more eerie.

The photo below also seems to have become a little clearer.

"Long-haired Jiang" will find that person soon.

Withdrawing his hand, Li Zhenjing sat quietly in front of the altar to regulate his breathing.

That Taoist's magic was very interesting, and his magical power was quite profound.

The Taoist priest who used thunder magic in "The Seven Heroes of the Ghost Chaser" may not be much more powerful than this Taoist priest.

Such a person must be an important figure in Changshan...

I wonder what social standing such a person would occupy in reality?
How many people like this exist in real life?

Now that they had finally come into contact with the tip of the iceberg of the bizarre world in reality, Li Zhen dared not be careless at all.

Whether in the mission world or the real world, caution is required...

Li Zhen looked at his chest and abdomen, where the rice-grain-sized wounds were gradually healing.

This injury was nothing compared to the curse he suffered called Kongcano.

With a sudden thought, Li Zhen closed his eyes again.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Through Xiao Gui, he saw the chat history that Li Xiangwen had shown him.

Li Zhen did not object to Li Xiangwen's agreement to meet with the other party.

He was very interested in the various secret manuals and materials of the Changshan School.

But the Changshan Sect had just fought with him, and with an important figure possibly seriously injured by him, they were now taking the initiative to invite "him" to meet.
Is it to test his background, or is he already prepared with conspiracies and tricks, or is he really here to talk with sincerity?

If Detective Li doesn't personally intervene, the danger isn't very high...

Putting that matter aside for now, Li Zhen got up, walked to his coffin, and turned his gaze to the two white bone clubs on the ground.

“I know you can understand me,” Li Zhen said. “I’ll give you two choices: either work for me, or I’ll erase your consciousness and turn you into my puppet.”

The white bone club began to vibrate.

Li Zhen said, "There's no room for negotiation. If you don't say anything, I'll take that as you've chosen option two."

The mahjong ghost's muffled, hoarse voice rang in Li Zhen's ears: "Put me...on the table, drip blood on my bones, and I will do things for you."

That simple?
Li Zhen, who had expected a confrontation involving coercion and inducement, was quite surprised.

He found a suitable table and placed the two bone clubs on it.

The so-called offerings are nothing more than putting some offerings on it.

Li Zhen casually placed some fruit and a dead chicken in front of the white bone club.

The white bone club trembled slightly, seemingly indicating its satisfaction with Li Zhen's "offering".

After a drop of blood was dripped onto a white bone club, Li Zhen felt a strong resentment surge into his consciousness, filling his head with wails.

This resentment could not affect Li Zhen's will.

Following his resentment, Li Zhen directly sensed the will and some of the thoughts of the Mahjong Ghost.

As he expected, these two bone clubs were both the tools used to imprison the Mahjong Ghost and the magical artifacts upon which the Mahjong Ghost depended for its existence.

Once the white bone club where the mahjong ghost resides is destroyed, the mahjong ghost will also vanish.

Therefore, as long as you have the White Bone Club, you can control the Mahjong Ghost.

It's easier said than done.

With such a strong resentment from the Mahjong Ghost, it's hard to say who would control whom if an ordinary person were holding a bone club.

Seeing that the Mahjong Ghost was so sensible, Detective Li added some more flowers as an offering. The Mahjong Ghost's hoarse voice rang out again: "I need blood, human blood is best, yours is the best, and I also need..."

"How much of my blood do you want?" Li Zhen stared blankly at the white bone club.

The mahjong ghost dared not continue: "I will die when the yin energy dissipates."

Li Zhen brought over a bowl of prepared chicken blood and placed it in front of the two white bone sticks.

On the white bone staff, Li Zhen caught a fleeting glimpse of the ghost face inlaid with mahjong tiles.

"I don't like mahjong. Can you remove the mahjong tiles from your face?"

"I'll try...it works."

"From now on, whenever you appear, I'll replace the mahjong tiles on your face with dominoes."

"Then you have to help me find some Pai Gow."

"Before Pai Gow, you appeared in the normal state without mahjong."

The mahjong tile feature on his face was too obvious, and if it were noticed by someone with ulterior motives, it might cause some unnecessary trouble. Therefore, Detective Li helped the mahjong ghost change his appearance in advance.

After dealing with the Mahjong Ghost, Li Zhen looked at the box containing the Ghost Face Moth Mother.

He walked to the box, took it, and went to the altar where the bat-faced demon was worshipped.

Theoretically speaking, there are twelve kinds of evil spirits worshipped by sorcerers, corresponding to twelve kinds of evil animals.

But no one knows what evil is like.

Just like the evil spirits worshipped by the bat faction are actually in the shape of bats?
Not necessarily.

That's just what most people thought, so it was shaped like a bat.

One of the most prominent characteristics of this school is its use of evil objects as a medium for performing black magic.

Besides bats, this evil creature could also be some other strange or unusual species.

As long as they worship the same evil god and can communicate with the bat-faced demon through evil objects, they will all be classified as belonging to the bat faction.

The ghost-faced moth mother in Li Zhen's hand is one of the other evil creatures, and its original owner was a sorcerer from the Bat Sect.

Having acquired some of that person's memories, Li Zhen naturally knew about the abilities and habits of the Ghost Face Moth Mother.

Unlike red-eyed bats, which eat both meat and vegetables, this creature only eats carrion, and it especially likes the carrion formed after the death of the most sinister living creatures.

Making "rotten food" is not difficult; just leave dead chickens for a few days and they will become "rotten food".

The challenge is getting this female moth to reproduce.

The female gecko moth can lay eggs on its own, but it needs a suitable environment.

Its favorite way to reproduce is in the corpses of certain alien species. It lays its eggs in the corpses of alien species, and once the alien species has decomposed to a certain extent, the moth eggs will hatch into little ghost face moths that will suck the alien species' corpse clean.

This alien species does not include humans.

Human resentment can affect the will of the little ghost face moth, making it difficult for the female ghost face moth to control the swarm.

There are many individuals in a swarm of moths, and the only will that should be followed is the will of the moth mother.

If a large number of ghost face moths are affected by resentment, it will have a negative impact on the moth mother's control of the population.

The key to breeding a large number of ghost face moths is finding outliers.

There is a hawk owl carcass here, but hawk owls are food for red-eyed bats. Using them as an egg-laying tool for the female hawk-faced moth would affect the evolution of red-eyed bats, which would definitely be a losing proposition.

Even without a large number of ghost face moths, this female moth should not be underestimated.

Li Zhen opened the box and took out the Ghost Face Moth Mother.

Li Zhen held the Ghost Face Moth Mother in front of him and observed its front.

Like other moths, the female ghost face moth has no mouth, only a long mouthpart, compound eyes, and her body is covered with fine gray hairs, making her look fuzzy and somewhat eerie.

Li Zhen put down the ghost-faced moth mother and looked at the ghost face on the back of the moth mother.

This grotesque face can send chills down your spine no matter how many times you look at it.

Li Zhen took a small amount of powder from the back of the moth mother and placed it in front of his nose.

The powder had no smell, and as soon as Li Zhen inhaled it, he saw a phantom flash before his eyes.

The Demon-Faced Moth Mother did not disappoint him; even with the strength of his primordial spirit, she was affected...

Li Zhen removed the small talisman from under the Ghost Face Moth Mother.

The mother moth's wings immediately began to move.

As if sensing something, it first looked at the red-eyed bat, flapped its wings, and made a takeoff preparation. Several of its small legs were raised and lowered in Li Zhen's hand, looking somewhat uneasy.

The red-eyed bats that were feeding on the eagle owl also looked towards the mother ghost-faced moth.

Even after it had eaten its fill, it still craved the female ghost face moth.

Sensing Li Zhen's will, the red-eyed bat turned back to devour the eagle owl's corpse.

Li Zhen brought the Ghost Face Moth Mother to his front again and stared into its compound eyes.

As a tool for communicating with the Bat-faced Demon, the Ghost-faced Moth Mother naturally could not resist Li Zhen's will when he directly visualized the Bat-faced Demon. On the contrary, she was quite affectionate towards Li Zhen.

Li Zhen sensed that this thing's rationality seemed to be lower than that of the red-eyed bat, and it could only respond to his will in simple ways.

After putting the mother moth down, Li Zhen looked at the ghost face on the back of the ghost face moth and found that the ghost face had changed a little.

As long as the female gecko moth does not resist, anyone who inhales its dust can try to establish contact with it if it has no owner.

Once the ghost face behind it begins to change, it means that the ghost face moth mother has initially established contact with that person.

Each of the moths has a different ghost face.

If other sorcerers wanted to consecrate the Ghost-Faced Moth Mother, it certainly wouldn't be so easy.

However, Li Zhen, whose primordial spirit contained the aura of the bat-faced evil god, did not sense any resistance from the Ghost-faced Moth Mother towards him.

The red-eyed bats' desire for the female ghost-faced moth exceeded Li Zhen's expectations.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Zhen did not place the moth mother in front of the bat-faced demon. Instead, he took the ghost-faced moth mother back to the coffin and set up another place to raise it.

Neither the Mahjong Ghost nor the Ghost Face Moth Mother is difficult to deal with.

The real problem is that evil fetus.

Li Zhen took the bag containing the ghost fetus out of the coffin.

Upon opening the bag, the dormant ghost fetus appeared before Li Zhen's eyes like a boneless piece of meat.

It has always been fed with Zhou Tong's blood, connected to Zhou Tong's mind, and controlled by Zhou Tong.

It will be quite difficult to replace the person in control with Li Zhen now.

However, Tirapa is the person who knows the most about the ghost fetus, so he naturally has a way to deal with it.

This evil fetus might awaken soon; we can't afford to waste any more time...

Li Zhen found a large bucket, added water, the corpse fluid of the vampire, and a little of his own blood to it.

After placing the ghost fetus into the bucket, Li Zhen inserted four prepared iron needles into the ghost fetus's crown, back of the head, and both cheeks.

Only by allowing the ghost fetus to undergo the gestation process again can Zhou Tong's influence on the ghost fetus be completely eliminated.

The ghost fetus has already been born, and this process cannot be repeated. Therefore, the only way to simulate the birth of the ghost fetus is to use secret techniques while the ghost fetus is dormant.

The added bodily fluids were intended to mimic the putrid smell of a corpse during the development of a ghost fetus.

This is the method that Tirapa came up with for controlling the ghost fetus for Li Zhen, who had not yet mastered witchcraft.

In fact, Tilapa had already done most of the work for Li Zhen in advance.

The liquid that Zhou Tong poured on the ghost fetus was more than just putting it into a dormant state.

The remaining process is quite complicated and may take one or two days.

However, this process can be interrupted, and it will not have a significant impact on Li Zhen.

Behind the special runes on the barrel, Li Zhen lit a few candles beside it.

Sitting cross-legged, Li Zhen dripped a drop of blood onto the iron needle on the top of the ghost fetus's head.

The blood, carrying his will, flowed directly into the brain of the demon fetus.

"The Gates of the Underworld open, blood feuds rage! Souls return, resentment undying... The spirit of the ghost is born for revenge... The soul enters the Nine Netherworlds, the ghost seed takes shape!"

The hurried, indistinct incantation came out of Li Zhen's mouth.

The ghost fetus suddenly trembled, and its body gradually turned semi-transparent, revealing faint flashes of blood-red light inside.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Zhen opened his eyes and looked at the little devil who had appeared beside him: "Is it time?"

The little devil swallowed hard, looking at the ghost child: "There's still an hour until Li Xiangwen's meeting with someone else. You asked me to remind you at this time."

Detective Li asked, "What's the weather like outside?"

The little devil was a bit excited: "It's drizzling and foggy, I can go out."

Li Zhen instructed, "Go with Li Xiangwen to take a look, and bring... that ghost-faced moth mother."

"You carry my scent; it will obey you and help you when needed."

The Demon Moth Queen can create illusions, making it a great support unit.

The little devil is terrified of red-eyed bats and would never take one out with him.

It's not advisable for red-eyed bats to go outside now.

The little devil hesitated, "That moth next to the coffin? It looks like you could swat it with one hand..."

Detective Li said, "Take a bone club with you, and bring that gambler along too."

"Gamblers are great! I'm terrified just looking at them!"

The little imp rode his blue pony to the table where the white bone club was placed, and reached out to grab it, but as soon as he touched it, the white bone club shook his arm away.

The little devil was so frightened that it kept backing away, shouting, "It won't listen to me!"

Li Zhen looked at the white bone club: "I am with you, it will listen."

The constantly vibrating bone club fell silent.

The little devil tentatively reached out and grabbed it, finally managing to get his hands on the bone club.

It happily took the box containing the mother ghost-faced moth, rode its pony, and disappeared into the basement.

"almost……"

Li Zhen looked at the ghost fetus that was constantly rising and falling in the bucket.

Since he couldn't personally go to the scene to hear what Li Xiangwen and the others were talking about, he could only send Xiao Gui there as his eyes and ears, so that he could find out what was happening over there through Xiao Gui.

However, the little devil was too weak and lacked the ability to carry out Li Zhen's will, so Li Zhen had no choice but to let the little devil take the ghost-faced moth mother and the gambling ghost that he had sealed in advance.

Besides creating a persona for Li Xiangwen and making him his public representative, Li Zhen also wanted to test whether the person from Changshan was a formidable figure.

If everyone in Changshan were as powerful as the Taoist priest he fought, then Changshan would truly be a formidable sect…

(End of this chapter)