Chapter 2 Moon Night

Bai Yun spit out his tongue playfully and waved his little braids and rushed to Bai Meng's house.

Bai Lang walked around the trapped Taoist priest twice, then returned to the bluestone platform and sat down. He looked at him faintly, shook his head, and sighed as if to say to himself, "The third one, alas, how can the liars now be more easy to deceive than Xiaoyun?"

"Little baby, how do you know I'm a liar?" In a word, the Taoist priest himself felt that his words were a little strange, and he couldn't help blushing.

Bai Lang curled his lips, looked disdainful and said disapprovingly, "The immortals are so busy. How can you have time to go down to earth? If you say you are an immortal, of course you are a liar, fool!"

When Bai Meng saw that Bai Yun suddenly broke in, he shouted and caught a liar who abducted and sold young children. First, he was stunned, and then went out nearby to call several strong men in the village and followed Bai Yun back.

Today, the world is peaceful, and there are many legends of immortals coming down to the earth to practice. Many people visit immortals and seek Taoism, and there are also many immortals who pretend to be born, pretending to be ghosts to play some small tricks, deceive ignorant people in remote places, extracting money or abducting young children.

Who would have thought that the Bai Lang brothers and sisters have been shrewd and ghosts since they were young? They have seen many literati and scholars, and their knowledge is far beyond ordinary people. Naturally, these tricks can be concealed from them. Over the past few years, they have been designed to arrest several self-righteous liars.

Bai Meng saw an old Taoist priest tied to a tree from afar, with an embarrassed and unlucky face. He couldn't help touching his forehead. Why did the liar be so blind and hit the boy? However, every time you send a liar into the government, you can get some rewards, and a big man can earn some wine money today with a happy smile.

Bai Meng walked over and patted Bai Lang's head: "Good boy, catch another one!"

Bai Lang touched his head with embarrassment: "For good thing, there is a father who uses a long rope made of green water and green leaf vines, and even ten cows can't break it, hehe!"

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The setting sun gradually fell, leaving only a afterglow on the edge of the clouds.

The sky seems to have become a little gloomy, and the thick clouds in the distance are so low that people are almost breathless.

Bai Yun lay on the window sill and looked at the ferocious mountains in the distance and whispered, "Brother, why hasn't my father come back? Tomorrow is my birthday!"

Bai Lang looked at his sister's eager look and felt a little unbearable. He suppressed a few sorrow in his eyes and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow!"

Somehow, tonight seems to be particularly fast. It was completely dark outside, and there was no starlight.

Bai Lang's mother, Yang, put it on the table with an oil lamp. The soft light suddenly dispelled the darkness and the room lit up.

The big light jumped and dyed a different kind of warmth. The three of them sat at the table and ate silently. Bai Yun, who had always talked a lot, was surprisingly quiet today.

Suddenly, the earth trembled, as if in the deepest part of the earth, a wild beast was awakening and stretching out its body to break through the suppression of thousands of years of darkness.

The light swayed, and strange sounds came from the ground, suddenly low and suddenly sharp, which made people frightened, like a river rushing, and like thunder and lightning. At that moment, there was only this changing strange sound between heaven and earth.

The sound roared from the ground, as if someone had opened the Jiuyou Huangquan hell. Thousands of evil spirits were crying to break through everything and struggling out. Bai Lang's face was a little pale and held the slightly trembling Xiaoyun's hand.

I don't know how long it took. Gradually, everything returned to calm. The night outside the window was like this, and there was no sound at all. It seemed that thousands of insects, birds and beasts had lost their voices in the movement just now.

Bai Lang looked at the frightened girl and found that the palms of his hands were full of wet sweat. He looked up outside the house, and there was a vast expanse in the distance, like a demon who devoured people, with black eyes.

Bai Lang walked blankly and wanted to walk outside the house, where there seemed to be something pulling him.

The silent night, the lonely day

Looking up, the dark clouds in the sky are like ink, covering the world. Even at this moment when there is no light, you can see endless dark clouds rolling.

In an instant, a clear light penetrated the sky and earth, piercing the sky, like a dragon crossing the sky, wanting to go straight up to the sky.

Yun Lishan, Luojian Peak, the thick cyan light rose to the sky, and the wind and thunder roared, almost breaking the eardrums. In an instant, the sound of the wind drummed on the vast mountains and fields, making people almost unstable.

Bai Lang's brain was blank. When did he see such a big movement? He stood outside the house and looked at the violent scene outside. Is the world about to collapse?

The endless wind swept like a torrent and rushed to the main peak of the mountain.

In the light and extinction, the endless mountains seemed to come alive at this moment. The almost visible cyan light roared in the mountains with the sound of the wind, and actually converged along the mountains to the Falling Sword Peak.

The sudden change!

At the head of the falling sword peak, the mountain stone suddenly burst and flew like rain. In the wild sound of the rocks bursting, a sharp sound like a needle pierced everything and came out clearly.

A red light suddenly appeared, and the bloodthirsty ghost opened its long-silent eyes, and a vicissitudes roar rolled out in the chaos. At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to be quiet.

Is that the endless loneliness and unwillingness that has been sealed for many years?

"Ah-"

Next moment

The endless blue light is like a river, converging towards the peaks. On the sky, the dark clouds are dispersed, and the blurred blue light is chaotic, once again obscating everything.

The blue light is thick, a flower blooms in the endless chaos, and a swaying lotus flower is bred with endless essence. The petals are in full bloom, and the nine-petal lotus flowers are like white jade, shining with divine light and gradually forming.

The wind became more and more urgent, and the black clouds rolled almost down the sky.

The earth shook again, and no one knew what had happened. Suddenly, there was a strange sound on the falling sword peak. It seems that thousands of ghosts are crying together, and it seems that someone is silently reciting a witch curse left by the ancient flood and famine.

Bai Lang couldn't move. His eyes widened. The voice was as real as it was, echoing in his heart, but he could not hear it in his ears. It's just that the sound of a soft sigh was so real that a sadness surged into my heart, making me almost cry.

The sea withered, and the yellow spring fell

I laugh at myself and am lonely

The old people are rare and far away

A song can't be seen through

The boundless black gas came from nowhere and converged into an extremely huge black skeleton, almost covering half a peak. Thousands of ghosts howled, and the sad calls were mixed with strong resentment and coldness.

The hollow skeleton opened its mouth, the blue light ran disorderly, and the nine-pin lotus swayed and disappeared. Ruhua Shenhui began to be constantly eroded by the black fog and gradually faded.

"Amitabha!"

A long Buddha name slowly sounded, like a clear stream injected into the gradually turbid muddy water, making people suddenly clear their minds.

At this moment, the dark clouds have long been dispersed, revealing a huge void. The moonlight is shining and falling.

Bai Lang saw a thin old monk dressed in a golden coat and wearing layers of cold moonlight. Ling empty stood more than ten feet in front of the peak.

"Demon, don't be rampant!" The old monk shouted, pure and thick as thunder, deafening. This is the great power of the Buddha. Under the big shout, the old monk's hands changed, and the Buddha beads rose up, turning into thirty-six golden light, the golden light evolved, and a Buddha appeared.

The golden light is billions, exuding endless majesty. At this moment, the thin old monk is solemn, bathed in supreme golden light, with indescribable solemnity, as if I was reborn as a Buddha.

The transformed golden Buddha's one-handed finger suddenly became golden.

"Wo!"

Buddha's truth burst out. As the golden light penetrated the black skull, a sad and harsh scream sounded, and a fist-sized hole appeared on the skull's forehead and could no longer be gathered.

Another figure suddenly rushed out, but with a little embarrassment. He held a long sword like snow, which was bright and confused. While the old monk temporarily stabilized the situation, he stood opposite the old monk with his sword and stood opposite the old monk across the mountain.

Haohao relies on the false wind, and the long sword in his hand is surrounded by electric snakes. He is dressed in Taoist clothes. Although he is slightly embarrassed, he still can't hide the arrogant momentum of looking down on the world.