Chapter 536

"A woman crying?"

Sha Lifei was stunned at first, then suddenly realized, and whispered, "Is it something unclean?"

He had also awakened his body supernatural power. Although there were no many mysteries, his five senses were far beyond ordinary people.

At this distance, he couldn't hear it, so there must be a problem.

"Hmm."

Lu San nodded slightly, signaling everyone to retreat to the wall, then took a withered yarrow stalk from his bosom, pinched the dharma formula, muttered a few incantations by his mouth, and then blew gently.

Whoosh~

The breeze blew, and the withered grass flipped up and down.

When it approached the dead-silent house, it suddenly twisted, quickly covered with white frost, like an ice lump, and fell to the ground with a plop.

This is using yarrow stalks to divine good and bad luck.

Lu San was not skilled in this, but he had learned the "Lanzhi Sutra" and could communicate with flowers and plants, so he naturally learned this method easily.

"Such thick resentment..."

Seeing this, Lu San frowned and turned to look at Wang Tianzuo, "What is his character on weekdays?"

Wang Tianzuo naturally knew his intention and shook his head hurriedly, "Brother Lu was upright and would never harm people with his arts. On weekdays, when the common people asked him for help, he didn't charge much money, and his life was very hard."

"Knowing a person's face doesn't mean knowing their heart..."

Sha Lifei sighed and didn't believe it.

"Zhi zhi!"

Before he finished speaking, the old yellow weasel next to him became dissatisfied, jumping around, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, making various movements.

Seeing this, Lu San was thoughtful and said, "It says Brother Lu never harms people and also forbids them from approaching the village on weekdays."

As he spoke, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, "Something is wrong. I fear someone has set a trap in the house, likely the person who harmed Brother Lu!"

"What should we do?"

"Play along!"

After discussing, the few people had an idea.

Lu San took a straw doll from his bosom, pulled out a few of his own hairs, wrapped them in yellow cloth and stuffed them inside, then wrapped them with red rope.

After doing this, he approached the courtyard wall of the house again.

This old farmhouse in the countryside had earthen walls only as high as a person. Lu San supported himself with his hands and jumped over.

When he landed, there was no sound.

Just as seen before, the whole courtyard was pitch black, and the courtyard gate was locked, making a pretense that the owner was away.

And behind the courtyard gate, someone used white ash to outline a huge talisman. If one pushed the door and entered carelessly, they would inevitably step on it.

Not only that, the white ash also emitted a fishy stench of corpse energy.

Lu San had heard Wang Daoxuan talk about this; it is called "Yin Ash," which is burned from the coffins that old Yin people or zombies sleep in.

Folk evil paths often use this to perform curse methods.

Lu San ignored it, his ears moved slightly, listening carefully.

Soon, he turned his head to look at the jujube tree in the courtyard.

The sound of the woman crying came exactly from under the jujube tree.

Looking carefully, Lu San suddenly discovered that a string of things was hanging on the jujube tree branches, woven from a woman's hair, and a thick hemp rope was also hanging, stained with blood and full of underworld energy.

On a dark night with high winds, there seemed to be a vague white shadow under the jujube tree.

It really is driving ghosts and casting curses to harm people...

Seeing this, Lu San's eyes turned cold.

He had roughly guessed the other party's methods.

That thick hemp rope was something a miserable woman used to hang herself, with a vengeful ghost attached to it.

Originally, this kind of thing should be sent away by magic to calm the resentment, but someone used evil arts to refine it and cultivate a fierce ghost to cast curses.

Whether it is Buddhism, Daoism, or Shamanism, letting souls rest in peace is the rule.

This kind of method is purely evil.

Lu San didn't get close, but picked up the straw doll, recited the curse, and then threw the straw doll out with a wave of his hand.

Swish!

The straw doll flew out and hung directly on the hemp rope.

Lu San could see with his naked eyes that the surface of the straw doll was quickly covered with a layer of white frost, like an ice lump falling to the ground.

He stepped forward quickly, inserted a few yarrow stalks around, and then whistled gently toward the outside of the courtyard wall.

Sha Lifei and the others also jumped in quickly.

"Find clues first!"

Lu San whispered, "I'll watch here. If there are no discoveries, we'll leave immediately to set up a trap."

"Good!"

Sha Lifei didn't talk nonsense and rushed into the room with Wang Tianzuo.

As for Wu Ba, he scratched his head and stayed in the courtyard with Lu San.

Sha Lifei entered the room, immediately lit a torch, looked around, and cursed, "Thief."

He saw that the room was in a mess.

The furnishings in Lu Laohei's house were very old, and one could tell at a glance that they were old objects used for decades, roughly made, and no different from those in ordinary commoners' homes.

The color was black and covered with thick dust.

Everywhere had been turned upside down.

Seeing this, Sha Lifei no longer held any hope in his heart.

Those who came to search were inevitably sorcerers.

Even if there was anything, it had certainly been taken away.

Wang Tianzuo searched around, his face also ugly.

"Zhi zhi!"

Just as the two were about to leave, the old yellow weasel ran to a jujube wood cabinet, sniffed carefully, and squeaked.

"Quick, Old Huang has a discovery!"

Sha Lifei hurriedly asked Lu San to translate.

Listening to the old yellow weasel's upper language, Lu San said, "Old Huang saw this jujube wood cabinet years ago in an old temple nearby, which was occupied by a nest of underworld ghosts."

"Brother Lu took them to transcend the underworld ghosts, then cut down the jujube wood, and then ordered them not to approach."

After listening, Sha Lifei was thoughtful, "Since they have already transcended, and he still forbids approaching, there might be clues."

"Catch the person first, see who is playing tricks, and then go check."

"Good!"

Lu San didn't talk nonsense, pulled up the red rope, tied the straw doll's limbs with yarrow stalks, and jumped out of the courtyard wall with the crowd.

They left the village and quickly arrived at the nearby mountains.

Lu San found a bamboo forest, buried the straw doll in it, and then ambushed nearby with Sha Lifei and the others.

To prevent accidents, Li Yan had handed the "Wish-Fulfilling Pearl" to Lu San for safekeeping, which just happened to come in handy.

Lu San lifted the seal of the "Wish-Fulfilling Pearl," and a power like moonlight immediately covered their aura.

Even if there were sorcerers, they couldn't detect their location.

Without knowing it, it was already past midnight.

Several people didn't move, hiding in the dense forest waiting.

When dawn was about to break, the mouse hiding in Lu San's bosom suddenly stood up and squeaked twice.

"They're here!"

Lu San reminded in a low voice immediately.

The mice had been following him for many years, and their practice had also improved.

Originally, they were mice that had absorbed incense in the temple for many years. If they hadn't been discovered, they might have been able to impersonate a mouse god in the future.

In the wild, almost all nearby mice listened to their commands.

If there was any disturbance, they could discover it in the first instance.

Sure enough, several figures appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Sha Lifei narrowed his eyes and picked up the divine fire gun.

Wang Tianzuo also suppressed his murderous intent and gripped his long knife tightly. However, Lu San's expression changed, and he reminded in a low voice, "Something is wrong. There are still people on the other side; don't move yet!"

He saw those few black shadows walking back and forth at the foot of the mountain, dawdling for a long time before arriving nearby.

The leader was a Daoist, disheveled, with a face full of flesh, holding a compass shaking back and forth, and looking around with full vigilance.

This person's appearance was clearly an evil path of the Sanfa Sect.

What was even more shocking was that more than a dozen people were following in the distance.

Standing in the center was the "Young Master Wuxiang."

This old guy didn't change his appearance, still that flirtatious look, swinging his folding fan back and forth in the cold weather, talking to someone next to him.

That person was dressed in leather, with a gloomy face, carrying a fire gun on his back; it was Tang Ling, a demon hunter from the Meishan Sect.

This demon hunter didn't know why, but he had a cold face, letting Young Master Wuxiang talk to him, but he didn't pay any attention at all.

Seeing this, Lu San's pupils shrank, and he immediately pinched the formula.

Please... you... collect 6... 9... books...!

The straw doll buried under the bamboo forest burned without wind, first turning into charcoal, and soon turning into ashes.

He had decided to give up the plan.

There were too many people on the other side, and they were likely experts in the Chengdu underworld.

Even just one "Young Master Wuxiang" was not something they could necessarily win against, not to mention the demon hunter Tang Ling.

Li Yan had said how terrifying this person's marksmanship was.

As the straw doll in the soil was destroyed, the evil cultivator of the Sanfa Sect was stunned, looked at the compass in his hand, and then looked around, saying coldly, "Forget it, the rabbit has already run away."

Just as he was speaking, the people behind also caught up.

"Daoist Lin, didn't catch him?"

Young Master Wuxiang shook his folding fan and asked.

The Daoist of the Sanfa Sect shook his head, "The other party is very shrewd, likely a spy from the Prince of Shu's mansion. After discovering us, they have already fled."

"That's a pity..."

Young Master Wuxiang sighed, "Let's go first."

After saying that, he led the crowd and left quickly.

Watching their figures disappear, Wu Ba wanted to stand up, but was pressed down by Sha Lifei, who shook his head slightly.

Sure enough, in less than half a bag of smoke, these people returned again, dispersing to search everywhere.

"Not here!"

"Didn't hear any movement here!"

The sky was dim, and there was fog today, so the visibility was poor. The people searching all used supernatural powers to explore, so naturally, they didn't find Lu San and the others.

"Looks like they really ran away."

Young Master Wuxiang sneered, "The people from the Prince of Shu's mansion suffered a loss in our hands. I estimate that before reinforcements arrive, they won't cause us any more trouble."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Tang Ling, a kind smile appearing on his face, and persuaded, "Brother Tang, since you have already offended the Prince of Shu's mansion, why be so stubborn? It's better to join us so we can look out for each other."

Tang Ling already had a gloomy face, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes upon hearing this, "It's all because of you, deliberately leaking my whereabouts. How could the people from the Prince of Shu's mansion find my name?"

"Wronged."

Young Master Wuxiang looked aggrieved, "It was all my subordinates messing around. If I had known this earlier, I would have sent Brother Tang away directly."

"Hmph!"

Tang Ling snorted, clearly not believing it at all.

After the Wu Hou Temple incident ended that day, he followed Young Master Wuxiang and secretly sneaked into Chengdu Prefecture.

Relying on his hunting experience, he observed for a long time, thoroughly determined the whereabouts of that Commandery Prince, ambushed early, and shot him dead.

Originally, he would have left Chengdu Prefecture after taking revenge.

However, this matter was intentionally leaked, and the Prince of Shu's mansion pursued him extensively. He was unfamiliar with the place, so he could only temporarily follow Young Master Wuxiang.

The leaking of the news made him very annoyed, but he was helpless.

"Let's not mention this matter."

Seeing this, Young Master Wuxiang hurriedly changed the subject and bewitched, "Daoist Tang is also naive. What kind of place is the Prince of Shu's mansion? Even if we didn't make mistakes, do you really think they couldn't find out?"

Seeing Tang Ling not speaking, he rolled his eyes and smiled, "Daoist Tang doesn't look down on us, that's fine."

"But now that you are wanted by the Prince of Shu's mansion, I fear you can only stay in the deep mountains and old forests in the future, unable to enter the city to take jobs, and building a building on the mountain is even more impossible."

"I heard that in that Long Gong treasury, not only are there countless treasures, but also magic tools used for cultivation, each worth a fortune."

"This thing cannot fall into the hands of the Prince of Shu's mansion."

"If we get it, you take your share, and even if you return to the old forests of Xiangxi, you can build a mountain gate altar."

"Catching ghosts is not a skill; with money, you can even make ghosts grind flour!"

"Hmph!"

Tang Ling snorted, "I'm just afraid you'll pit me again!"

"Hahaha, Daoist Tang is overthinking."

Young Master Wuxiang shook his paper fan and smiled, "We talk about the rules of the martial world, everyone gets a share. If I pit you, it will ruin my reputation. Who else would dare to cooperate with me in the future?"

"Daoist Tang, rest assured!"

Since things had reached this point, Tang Ling didn't pester anymore and said in a deep voice, "Those Meishan Brothers are extremely respectful to Erlang Zhenjun Erlang. If they really have Long Gong treasures, they must be hidden in the temple."

"If you really want it, you can follow this clue to check."

Young Master Wuxiang was thoughtful, "There are many believers in Erlang, the River Lord, in this place. There are Erlang temples in almost every village, and there are quite a few along the river banks. It's not easy to find them."

"Forget it, a stupid method is also a method; let's do it this way!"

After saying that, he led his subordinates away from this place.

Sha Lifei and the others still didn't move randomly. After the falcon explored in the sky and confirmed that the other party had left, they left the dense forest.

"So they are looking for the Long Gong Water Mansion!"

Wang Tianzuo said in a deep voice, "I don't know who spread this news. From the year before last until now, quite a few people have been searching in secret."

"Brother Lu must have been plotted against by them because of this!"

Seeing this, Sha Lifei comforted him, "Brother Wang, don't worry. We will definitely find a chance to take revenge."

"Go to that temple first; maybe there are clues."

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Half an hour later, several people arrived at a mountain col.

But they saw dense forests growing in front, and thick snow blocking the road. If they didn't observe closely, they wouldn't have discovered this mountain col at all.

"Zhi zhi!"

The old yellow weasel pointed forward and darted out, leaving a trail of footprints on the snow.

"It's right in front; let's go take a look."

Lu San raised his hand, put the falcon into the sky to scout, and then led several people through the dense forest and snow.

They saw an old temple appear abruptly in the mountain col.

This dilapidated temple was old, and only broken walls remained outside, entangled with withered vines and covered with snow, making it impossible to distinguish its shape.

And the temple inside, the side halls on both sides had collapsed, and even the roof of the main hall was covered with weeds and had collapsed halfway.

Sha Lifei stepped forward, pulled a large wooden board out of the snow at the gate, and swept the snow off it.

Four characters were written on it: "Guankou Divine Temple."

"It should be here!"

Seeing these four characters, Wang Tianzuo was thoughtful and said, "I once heard Brother Lu say that long before Dujiangyan was built, the nearby common people believed in the Guankou Water God, and only later did it gradually become known as Erlang Zhenjun Erlang."

"Go take a look!"

Sha Lifei took out his flintlock fire gun and walked into the main hall first.

The main hall was also in a mess, with a stone statue lying on the ground, completely different from the Erlang God they had seen.

This statue's face was blurry, but its eyes were protruding outward.

Sha Lifei and Lu San exchanged glances.

This statue was exactly the same as the one they had discovered in the Ghost Qiang ancient village...

(End of chapter)