Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 121 The Place Where the Souls Went
Li Xuan looked puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

The driver looked a little nervous and said earnestly, "Although life is tough right now, you can't give up on yourself and choose to end your life!" Li Xuan had given him so much money, and it seemed like he was going to enter the Tree Sea, even though he, an outsider, knew that the Tree Sea was a notorious suicide forest!

After understanding his meaning, Li Xuan smiled and said, "Take it. I won't commit suicide. I'm just curious to go inside and take a look."

The driver was forced to accept the money, and he seemed a little embarrassed; he really needed the money...

He said, “It’s getting dark now. The forest is almost undeveloped, and many places are still very primitive. Nobody knows if there are wild animals inside! If you insist on going in, please bring a professional forest rescue team with you. That way, you can get help if anything happens.”

Li Xuan didn't want to waste time, so he waved his hand and said, "You can go now. I'll just take a look and leave."

The driver stood there, staring blankly at his retreating figure.

There was still light outside the forest, but as Li Xuan stepped a few dozen meters in, the surrounding light quickly dimmed, and he could barely see the blood-red sunset peeking through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

got windy……

The treetops emitted a mournful sound, as if lonely ghosts were wailing.

Li Xuan's footsteps seemed to have startled something, and a large number of birds darted out from the branches, fluttering their black wings and flying away as if fleeing into the distance.

He opened his pupils and carefully scanned his surroundings.

The branches that had seemed normal before all began to twist and turn, baring their fangs and claws, as if they were about to reach out to him, grab him, and drag him to hell.

Let’s stop here.

Li Xuan stopped after walking 200 meters into the forest.

Although this is the world of "Ju-on," other horror movies with the same universe were also released later in the series. He couldn't determine whether there were evil spirits like Kayako who went on a killing spree in this suicide forest.

Everything he saw in his pupils' "vision" felt wrong; it could only be said that this forest was severely affected by resentment, producing a form similar to a ghostly realm.

Logically speaking, at least a hundred people died in this suicide forest, and the accumulated resentment should be heavier than that of Kayako. However, the ghost realm formed is not as heavy as that of Kayako's house, which is quite strange.

Li Xuan took out an ordinary altar from the gourd and placed it in an open space. Just in case, he put on a complete judge's suit, constantly concealing his aura, blending into the darkness, and reducing his presence.

Burn incense, light candles, worship gods, purify the altar, and recite various incantations.

After completing the ritual, he dipped the peach wood sword in his right hand, picked up a yellow talisman, waved it in the air, and gently tossed it out. The talisman transformed into a ball of flame and shot into the depths of the forest. The orange-red flame grew deeper and deeper, eventually turning emerald green…

Li Xuan formed a hand seal with his left hand, his magical power surging, and began to chant the Scripture of Salvation: "Long ago in the Azure Heaven, in the vast sky, the Great Floating Earth sang. I received the Scripture of Salvation from the Primordial Beginning, the immeasurable highest grade, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and now speak this Scripture. I will recite it ten times to summon the ten directions, and then I will come to your seat. Great God of No Evil, Supreme Saint and Venerable, Wondrously Virtuous True Man..."

His words were clear, and with the added power of magic, the syllables took on a wondrous rhythm. The swaying branches slowly retracted, and from the depths of the forest, clusters of will-o'-the-wisps emerged—green, cyan, and blue—intertwining and drifting towards the altar…

A very fragile ghost, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

When the will-o'-the-wisp approached within 100 meters of the altar, it began to flicker and gradually dissipated into golden light...

There was no passage to the underworld, no ghost messengers to guide the way; it simply vanished.

If Li Xuan hadn't been certain he was reciting the Sutra of Salvation, he would have almost thought he'd mispronounced it and instead chanted a curse to kill ghosts...

In the ghost stories of the island nation, after death, humans become ghosts. If their obsessions are satisfied, they are purified and "become Buddhas," going to the Pure Land. Li Xuan was somewhat taken aback. He had been reciting Chinese scriptures for saving people, and he had actually guided these ghosts to the Pure Land?
It feels like you're treating me and I'm paying.

Just then, the candle flames on the altar began to flicker, then turned from orange-red to emerald green, casting a ghostly green hue over the dim surroundings, creating an eerie and terrifying atmosphere...

On the altar was a small bowl of glutinous rice, which began to tumble and bounce.

As the ambient temperature gradually decreased, Li Xuan's breath turned into white mist. He suddenly realized that, without him noticing, the surrounding trees were covered with hanging corpses.

There were homeless people in tattered clothes, office workers in suits, middle-aged women, and even students...

They hung there like salted fish, with hemp ropes tightly around their necks, their eyes bulging out, their tongues hanging down to their chins, their faces ashen. Their appearance was far more resentful than Kayako's...

Li Xuan increased his magical power, and the chanting for salvation grew louder and louder.

The hanging corpses were clearly ghosts. Some of them couldn't withstand the continuous output of the Salvation Sutra, their mouths opened wide, they made incomprehensible sounds, turned into golden light and disappeared.

But the remaining ghosts that were not converted all had one thing in common: traces of blood and tears in their eye sockets.

The rope hanging from the tree grew longer and longer, making the hanged person look like someone on a carousel, the rope around their neck, their body vertical, their toes scraping across the fallen leaves on the ground as if searching for something...

Li Xuan knew that they were probably looking for him.

However, with the judges' robes on their bodies, they had difficulty spotting themselves, so for a moment they seemed somewhat "confused" and wandered around aimlessly.

The incense on the altar burned very quickly. A hanged ghost was swaying up and down when suddenly the tip of his toe was burned by the candlelight on the altar. He immediately let out a shrill scream, kicked his legs wildly, and knocked over the candle.

It also noticed that Li Xuan's location was somewhat different. Tilting its head, it slowly floated over, blood beginning to trickle from the corner of its mouth, and uttered a muffled voice, "Come with me... Where are you? Come with me quickly..."

This guy smelled strongly of blood.

Li Xuan sighed as he watched its head almost touching his body, then took out his stamp and stamped it on its forehead.

Zizizi!
The sound of branding and burning pigskin!

The hanged ghost was a middle-aged woman. She frantically scratched the area marked on her forehead, black smoke rose, her skin and flesh rotted, and she was in a state of utter agony, with a large amount of malevolent energy emanating from the wound.

Li Xuan understood why these people were so difficult to deal with: because they had killed people!

He gripped the peach wood sword in his hand, threaded a yellow talisman through it, and silently chanted an incantation. He aimed at the hanged ghost's neck and slashed down, severing its head from its body...

The hemp rope hanging on the tree disappeared, and the hanged ghost turned into a headless ghost crawling all over the ground, slowly turning into black smoke and merging into the sea of ​​trees.

Li Xuan looked at the peach wood sword in his hand. When he struck the hanged ghost, the peach wood was completely black and severely carbonized. However, he was still somewhat surprised that he had killed the hanged ghost with just one strike. Was it really that fragile?
Peach wood swords aren't made of any precious material; they're just finished products sold online as "lightning-struck wood" in the real world. The sellers even demonstrate the production process of this "lightning-struck wood," which involves shocking each tree in a peach forest with high-voltage electricity, controlling the output so that the lightning strikes the peach wood without damaging its brain...

The method was somewhat "tricky," but the peach wood sword was indeed quite good, and at 50 yuan a sword, it was good value for money.

He... took advantage of the holiday to buy 200, and the store gave him 50 free...

(End of this chapter)