King of Martial Arts

Chapter 85 Ghost Taoist

Thousands of ghost caves.

The whole thousand ghost cave was gloomy, cold and seductive. Jiang Hanye followed the crowd inside and only felt the roots of his body erect.

Ji Shangxuan and the people of Wanjian Villa didn't know how long they walked down the smooth passage, and the terrain suddenly became flat. When everyone stepped on the solid and flat ground, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief - in any case, they finally didn't have to slide down carefully.

A sad and long voice came from the depths of the cave, which was like crying, sad and suffering, and made people's hearts sour.

"What the hell is this?" Someone muttered.

"Didn't you say that, a woman?" Ji Yuan whispered, "But be careful. Listen to this voice, this woman is not kind."

Jiang Hanye swallowed his saliva and said nothing more. He seemed to be very young when he heard the female ghost's voice. Maybe he was only 17 or 18 years old when he died. The voice was sad and soft, as if he was telling the people in this thousand ghost cave about his life. There is a lot of fierceness in the sadness, as if he wants to return all the pain he has suffered to the world.

The darkness is getting thicker and thicker, and even the light of the incense lamp can't resist the invasion of the darkness. The light is getting weaker and weaker, and the space that can be covered is getting narrower and narrower. In the end, even Ji Shangxuan and others can only see a little place under their feet.

"Be careful!" As Ji Shangxuan walked forward carefully, he said to everyone in a low voice, "This is a thousand ghost cave, which is a place created by fierce beasts. The poor strange was born for 500 years and slept for 500 years. During its sleep, this thousand ghost cave is the place where the demon people secretly colluded."

"No wonder there are people here." After hearing this, Jiang Hanye suddenly realized that he had seen so many murals along the thousands of ghost caves, and he was curious.

"Did any demons escape here in the last demon war?" Ji Shangfeng asked.

"Yes, that time my father killed the supreme of the demon religion and sealed the cave, but I didn't expect it to open again now." Ji Shangxuan said in a low voice.

Although Ji Shangxuan's words were a little worried and angry, Jiang Hanye was surprised to capture a trace of excitement from his voice, which made Jiang Hanye very uncomfortable. Why was Master excited? Thinking of the previous things, Jiang Hanye suddenly had a kind of uneasiness and a very strong uneasiness. What will be the result of this trip to Xingshan?

Just as Jiang Hanye was thinking nonsense, he suddenly felt as if someone was blowing on his neck. The cold breath made him involuntarily shiver and stop.

"What are you doing?" Xiaoyu didn't know when to catch up with him. Seeing Jiang Hanye stop, she couldn't help asking.

"Nothing." Jiang Hanye's face will be hot when he hears Xiaoyu's voice until now. The scene by the stream hovered in his mind all the time and has become a torture. This kind of torture made Jiang Hanye feel very helpless. When he first grew up, he didn't know how to relieve this kind of suffering. It was a kind of suffering that he wanted to get, but he couldn't get it, let alone how to get it. It was this kind of suffering that made Jiang Hanye want to escape when he saw Xiaoyu.

After Jiang Hanye finished speaking, he took a few steps. Because there was darkness around him, he could only see the vague figure of the elders in front of him shrouded in the incense lamp, and he could not see the people and things nearby.

"Puff!" Xiaoyu laughed and said, "What are you running away for? Will I eat you?" Her smile was loud and soft. Jiang Hanye couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard this voice and thought secretly, "Although Xiaoyu is also a girl who loves to laugh with others, she has never talked to people in such a tone. What's wrong with her now?"

"Worry!" Jiang Hanye didn't think it was okay. As soon as he thought about it, his heart suddenly sank. "How could she see me in the dark?" Except for the elders leading the way in front of us, we can't even see our own five fingers. She is not Xiaoyu!"

Jiang Hanye thought so, and his footsteps stopped suddenly. He shouted sharply and asked, "Who are you? You are not Xiaoyu at all!"

The team was originally moving forward slowly. Everyone calmed down and carefully followed the front light. No one expected that Jiang Hanye, who was sandwiched in the team, would suddenly stop and shout. In a moment, almost everyone was shocked by him.

"What, what's going on?" Just as Jiang Hanye shouted that sentence, Xiaoyu's voice came from the front of the team, near Ji Shangxuan and others. The voice looked very surprised and was the same as Xiaoyu.

"Gig..." Xiaoyu behind Jiang Hanye giggled, "You can't even recognize your wife? I'm Xiaoyu. Don't you like Xiaoyu the most?

"You're not, who the hell are you?" Jiang Hanye questioned angrily. His voice had just changed for less than half a year, so it still sounded with a trace of tenderness and hoarseness. At this moment, he roared in his throat, and the sound echoed throughout the thousand ghost caves, which was deafening.

"Well, little brother, what on earth are you doing? What is no? Isn't Xiaoyu by my side?" Ji Yuan said at this time.

Ji Yuan's words made Jiang Hanye even more shocked. The woman pretending to be Xiaoyu spoke so loudly. Why didn't anyone hear her? At this time, Jiang Hanye remembered the strangeness that had just been: Xiaoyu had said a lot to him, but no one had said anything. If it were usual, Ji Yuan would be the first to make fun of them.

In fact, no one can hear this sound except Jiang Hanye, so what everyone hears is just Jiang Hanye's self-spoken.

"Someone pretended to be Xiaoyu!" Jiang Han said urgently at night.

"What?" Ji Shangxuan said in a low voice, "Don't panic, don't talk to her anymore!"

Jiang Hanye nodded in the dark, but who could see his movements and eyes except himself?

"Don't listen to him. It's a fool to listen to him!" Xiaoyu next to him said again.

Jiang Hanye closed his mouth tightly. He clenched his fists. At this time, even Xiaobai seemed to notice that something was wrong. He whined in the dark. The whining echoed in the narrow cave, which made people feel more anxious and panicked. Jiang Hanye gently touched Xiaobai with his foot, indicating that he should not be shocked. Panic, Xiaobai then roared and turned around Jiang Hanye's legs.

Jiang Hanye's hands were clenched. He knew that the 'person' pretending to be Xiaoyu must not be a 'person', but suddenly, he felt that there seemed to be an extra hand in his hand. The hand squeezed through his fist and clung close to his palm. Those hands are cold and have no body temperature at all.

Jiang Hanye was stunned again and said to himself, "I'm holding my fist. How can I squeeze in and stick to my palm like this?"

"Night!" Ji Shangxuan said in front, "Come to me, don't talk to her, let alone answer any questions from her!"

"Damn, who on earth dares to impersonate me?" Xiaoyu also stamped her feet and was angry at this time, and scolded in her heart: "Jiang Hanye, Jiang Hanye, you are really a big fool. Why can't you even distinguish your wife?" Xiaoyu was suddenly a little surprised after scolding like this: "Wife... Why do I admit that I am his wife? When did it start?"

Xiaoyu recalled carefully, but she couldn't remember when she began to have a different feeling for Jiang Hanye. At this moment, the eldest brother, who had a powerful image in her mind, had gradually blurred and was replaced by another person who worshipped her and made snow for her. The flower man, the one who grew up with her and went to Youyou Valley to catch butterflies with her.

Xiaoyu naturally didn't know what Jiang Hanye was thinking. After hearing the master's call, he hesitated for a moment and walked forward. In the dark, Jiang Hanye could touch a person almost every step, either stepping on other people's feet or touching other people's heads. For a moment, he cried in the cave. The sound came one after another.

When Jiang Hanye walked forward, he could feel that the 'little jade' behind him was also following him, because the cold and soft hand had always been held in Jiang Hanye's hand, and he couldn't even let go, as if the two hands were born together.

Finally, he squeezed to the master's side in the shoulder, and then the faint light of the incense lamp. Jiang Hanye saw a flashing light in Ji Shangxuan's eyes. He was staring at somewhere behind Jiang Hanye and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master, what's going on?" Ji Yuan couldn't help asking.

"It's that female ghost." Ji Shangxuan said in a low voice, "It should be entangled with the night."

"Ah!" Everyone was a little surprised, "Why is there so many of us, and she pestered the little brother alone?"

Ji Shangxuan took a look at Jiang Hanye and said coldly, "Yeer, what happened today? You are restless and selected by the fierce ghost.

"I..." Jiang Hanye bowed his head. What could he say? Did he tell everyone that he accidentally saw his wife's back? In that case, should everyone laugh at him or not?

"Oh, why are you hesitating? Tell Dad, someone pretends to be me now!" Xiaoyu is also anxious.

Jiang Hanye hesitated for a moment and said to Ji Shangxuan, "Master, can you take a step to talk?"

Ji Shangxuan looked at Jiang Hanye suspiciously and said coldly, "Come and talk about it."

Jiang Hanye then told Ji Shangxuan what happened by the stream. Ji Shangxuan frowned, stared at Jiang Hanye, and then brushed his beard and said, "Look at your promising point!"

"Dad, what the hell is going on?" Xiaoyu didn't know it and foolishly came up to ask.

"It's nothing to do with you!" Ji Shangxuan replied angrily.

"Master, what should I do?" Jiang Hanye frowned and asked.

"There's nothing I can do. The way of ghosts is very different from our martial arts cultivation. Most of them show their shape when they want to appear, but disappear when they don't want to show their shape. Sometimes even if you go straight through their bodies, you don't feel anything. At most, it's just a sneeze." Ji Shangxuan said in a low voice, "If this ghost wants to harm people, you have to see if the person is in a trance, or whether the three bright lights are not bright enough."

"Three bright lights?" Jiang Hanye and everyone were puzzled, "What are the three bright lights?"

"It is rumored that there is a lamp on the top of a living person's head and two shoulders. This lamp is invisible to the naked eye. These three lamps can also be said to be three fires, representing the strength of human vitality and good or bad luck. The brighter the lamp, the better the human fortune, the better the health level, and vice versa." Ji Shangxuan said in a low voice, "But these are all ghost rumors. I have never verified whether it is true or not. Now it seems that it is a little real."

"Didn't three fires represent the breath of people?" After hearing this, Jiang Hanye thought secretly, "Why don't I take this opportunity to expel the female ghost from me?"

"Night, luck, meditated!" While Jiang Hanye was thinking like this, Ji Shangfeng shouted, "No matter what happens today, you must empty your mind. Don't think nonsense and disturb your mind!"

Jiang Hanye heard the words: "Disciples obey!" After saying that, he sat up cross-legged, pinched his hands, breathed slowly three times, and then calmed down and left all the distractions behind him. At this time, he could still feel the cold little hand in his hand, but with the silence of his mind, the feeling became shallower and more and more etheric. That The hand seems to be gradually disappearing.

"You are so cruel, don't you have Xiaoyu in your heart?" The 'Xiao Yu' said in a crying voice.

Jiang Hanye listened to Xiaoyu's lament, and there was a faint hand in his hand. He suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if after letting go of his hand, everything in front of him became bright.

As time passed, when Jiang Hanye opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that everything around him seemed to be normal. The lamenting 'Xiaoyu' no longer existed, and no one talked to him naggingly. There was no such a cold feeling in his hand, let alone the existence of another hand.

"Master, uncle, I'm all right." Jiang Hanye took a deep breath and stood up from the ground.

"That's good. Are you all right? Let's continue to go..." Ji Shangxuan looked at Jiang Hanye and said in a low voice. But before Ji Shangxuan finished saying the word "go", he suddenly heard the exclamation of a disciple of Wanjian Villa behind the team.

"Ah, I was wrong. Please forgive me!" The disciple almost screamed and begged.

Everyone was shocked. Ji Shangfeng said in a low voice, "That thing hasn't gone yet!"

Hearing this, all the disciples were awe-inspiring, just waiting for the master to speak. At this time, the whole cave was quiet, and only the sound of ghost crying from the depths of the cave pierced into the eardrums, which made people palpitate.

"I was really wrong, please, please forgive me!" The disciple seemed to see something that he neither wanted nor dared to see. His voice was scared away. A big man, whose voice was crying, was really surprising, and he guessed in his heart what the man had done to treat others and was so afraid.

When Jiang Hanye saw this scene, he couldn't help thinking, "Is this ghost method incurable?" While thinking about it secretly, he was on guard against those ghosts coming to charm his heart, and also secretly observed Ji Shangxuan.

Ji Shangxuan's face was expressionless and his eyes were gloomy. He frowned and looked back and suddenly said, "What a ghost Taoist, since you have come here, why don't you appear to compete?"

"Ghost? Who is the ghost? Jiang Hanye had never heard of this name, but looking at Ji Shangxuan's eyes, he knew that this so-called ghost Taoist must be a very powerful demon.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" In the Thousand Ghost Cave, a man's hoarse laughter suddenly sounded. The voice was extremely harsh and hoarse, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Ghost?" Ji Shangfeng also frowned and said, "Isn't he dead?"

"Yes, in the last Zhengmo War, why did it appear again at this moment under the King Kong Dafa who died in the Sumer Mountain Monk?" Ji Kuohai's voice was also full of shock.

"I don't know." Ji Shangxuan whispered, "Whether he is dead or not, this person must be him or has an inseparable relationship with him."

"Second brother, who is the ghost Taoist?" Jiang Hanye heard the whispering of the predecessors and couldn't help asking Ji Yuan.

"My cultivation is still shallow, and my generation is extremely low. Naturally, I don't know who he is, but I have also heard my grandfather say that this ghost Taoist is the master of the demons in those years. He is used to death the souls of the dead, especially those lonely ghosts. If it is his Taoist, most of them are probably unable to escape the tragic situation of never being born. ." Ji Yuan replied.

"But isn't this a strange place?" Jiang Hanye frowned and said, "This ghost Taoist made the dead soul created by Qiong Qi in this service. Won't that Qiqi be angry?" Jiang Hanye couldn't figure out about this.

"Little brother, have you forgotten what Qiongqi is?" Ji Yuan shook his head and sighed, "It is a fierce beast, bullying good and afraid of evil. This ghost faction has always been hot with Qiongqi. It is estimated that they have filial to Qiongqi. This time, Qiongqi has come out of the mountain, and maybe this ghost Taoist will participate in it."

"filial piety?" Jiang Hanye frowned. He felt very uncomfortable with Ji Yuan's use of the word, because in his mind, filial piety is what the younger generation should do to his elders, and it is a good thing.

"Yes." Ji Yuan said, "You think this mountain is high and far away, and there is no one within a few hundred miles, and the poor will refuse to leave here. If it is hungry, it is mostly attacking business travelers passing by on the road, but what if it wakes up and there is no one on the road? It happens that the ghost gate takes advantage of this. Every time it wakes up from the mountain, it catches a living person to honor it.