Chapter 50 Soul Picking Storage

According to Chairman Yu Chengshi, Yong Bowen, who will not die if his surname is Yong, is very busy at this time.

This is a small town called Yushancheng Village near Gaoye Mountain. The scale is not very large, and there are only more than 300 permanent residents. However, because of the proximity to Gaoye Mountain, it has developed quite well. At most, there are hotels and souvenir shops in the town. It is usually quite lively, and many tour groups will arrange the accommodation. In Yushancheng Village, they usually arrive in the evening of the first day. After a night's rest, they go up the mountain the next day to watch it. After lunch on Takano Mountain, they continue to go to other attractions. These tourists will not stay in their residence honestly when they rest in the evening. Most of them will go out in twos and threes, and it will be eleven or twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Only then will I go back to the hotel to rest, and it will be 90 o'clock in the morning, so this small town called the village is in the same as the nightlife of the big city, and the more lively it is in the evening.

It's just that at this moment, there will be no hustle and bustle in this town.

The ghost army has just been swept to the ground for no more than three hours, and the residents and tourists of the whole town have been killed, even the cat and dog have not been let go.

When Yong Bowen followed the strong ghost spirit of detection to the town, he only saw that the city was full of blood, and countless new dead souls were bound to the body that had become blurred flesh and blood. They howled unwillingly. A moment of resentment rushed to the sky and covered the sun. If the souls of these wandering dead were allowed to slowly turn into ghosts here, this alone The gathering of thousands of people's grievances is enough to turn them into fierce ghosts. With so many fierce ghosts, the whole town will become a fierce place that is difficult for strangers to get close to. Even with the ability of Takanoyama monks, I'm afraid they can't clean up for a while.

Yong Bowen was thinking about catching up with the ghost army in front of him, and tried his best to prevent them from continuing to commit murder. He ignored the things in the town, but he chased the ghost all the way, and passed several villages and towns that had become dead, but the ghosts were getting thinner and thinner. Only then did Yong Bowen realize that his speed was faster. The battle ghost army is far worse. Even if you try your best to chase it, I'm afraid you can't catch up. Thinking that Oda Nobunaga and the military ghosts can't find the goal of hatred in Zhenyanzong's heart, and it is limited to the limited to the contract signed with Lu Xiangbei. You can't go too far, and you can only ravage around Koya Mountain, which is bound to be full of evil. My heart was vented on all the living people around Gaoye Mountain, and I didn't know how many innocent civilians had suffered from this reckless disaster, but I could only watch and couldn't stop it. For a while, I was very frustrated, and some complained that I didn't work hard in those years. If I could practice the heavenly magic to the same as my grandfather, I just need to pinch my fingers now. As soon as you calculate, you can know the direction of the ghost army. How can you grab them and stop them?

After complaining for a while, Yong Bowen remembered the situation of passing through several villages and towns and felt that he could not leave it alone. Since he could not catch up with the ghost army, he had to clean up some beginnings and tails, so as not to avoid the endless disasters of the ghost disaster. Now he returned to the first Yushan Town, found a bag shop in the town, took seven leather bags, and collected them. With some cinnabar and a brush, he drew a charm on it to pretend to be a ghost, and then ran to the roof of the highest hotel in the town to paint a soul-gathering charm array. This soul gathering charm array is naturally a spell recorded in the so-called Tianshi School code book left by Yong Hansheng Yong Bowen. Now it seems that in fact, it is the soul gathering spell handed down by the ancestors of Taiping Dao, which can absorb scattered souls that have not become ghosts within a certain range in batches. It was originally an emergency method used to deal with the dead souls on the battlefield in ancient times. At this moment, it is correct. It can be used in the current situation.

This layout is much more troublesome than drawing a single spell, and the mana consumption is multiplied. Yong Bowen held the adjusted cinnabar in one hand and held a rune pen in the other. It took him half an hour to finish the arrangement. The scarlet rune patterns were densely covered the whole rooftop of the hotel. A positive sun charm array rose to the sky, and even the resentment over the town dispersed a little.

After drawing the rune array, Yong Bowen put the seven leather bags in the critical position in the array, and then stood still. Then he stepped on the seven stars and walked, pinched the spell to collect the soul. After the spell, he drank the decree, threw up the rune paper, and there was a powerful magic power rushing out of the array, sweeping through the town like a tornado for five or six minutes. The return of the whirlwind-like mana has changed from shadowless and invisible to black as ink, like an oolong rising rapidly from the bottom of the hotel and suddenly appearing in front of Yong Bowen. The soul is mixed in it. It is the ghost soul that has not yet become a ghost in the town. The oolong hovered above the rune array and turned into The seven strands got into the seven leather bags, and the leather bags swelled up, and the whole body was covered with an unknown layer of black gas.

These seven big bags are not easy to carry around. On the one, it is inconvenient, and on the other, he has to collect more souls in the back. If they are all on his body, he can't even walk. But it's not so appropriate to put them anywhere. These souls are still slowly turning into ghosts, and they can't be collected regardless of what happens behind. Fortunately, Yong Bowen has been prepared for a long time. He has long seen a computer store in the town, which sells notebooks and goes straight to the store with his leather bag. The army of military ghosts was fierce, but it only killed people without hurting things. People died like meat stuffing, but all the items were intact, but they were more or less stained with some suspicious black and red stains. Yong Bowen chose a sample of the lightest Toshiba notebook in the store. The system on it has been installed, and the power is sufficient. It can be used as soon as it can be used. He connected the converter sent by Yu Chunbing Kang's father to the computer, and transferred all the souls in the leather bag into the computer. After transferring, it was on the computer desktop. There is an extra "4,361 soul compression package. The compressed file with the name RAR.

Then, Yongda Tianshi carried a notebook, carried a cinnabar with a rune pen and a leather bag, and rushed all the way there without stopping. He put away all the souls of the people who passed the villages and towns along the way and stored them in the notebook. During this time, he also passed through a small county. In the evening, the compressed souls in his notebook had exceeded 100,000, which was uniformly compressed. It becomes a file called "100,000 Soul Compression Pack. RAR! The body is only more than 300M, which can only be regarded as a small file.

Yong Bowen is exhausted, and his heart has become a little numb from the initial anger and sadness, so mechanically draw symbols to collect ghost compression storage.

Seeing the sun setting in the west, he was so tired that he could no longer do it anymore. After collecting the soul of the next village, he temporarily rested for an hour or two to recover his spirit, eat something to replenish his strength, and then move on.

To his surprise, after a long journey, the ghost that had been weak suddenly became thick.

Yong Bowen was shocked. He didn't expect that he could catch up with the ghost army, but with the speed shown by the ghost army before, he should have crossed here long ago, and he didn't know what happened to stop him from staying here. Chethe up now and strive to move forward.

The more forward you move forward, the thicker the ghost is. After crossing a mountain, you can see a small city coming out of the road in front of you. During this, the ghost gas is thick. The sky is so circling that the sky changes color. It is dark, as if the dark clouds are pressing the top, but in fact, the real clouds have been blown away by the gloomy wind.

faintly, bursts of shouts can be heard, as if there is a big war in the city ahead.

Yong Bowen pinched the seal and smelled the tail of a gust of wind in the air. He only felt that the bad smell was pungent, and it was also mixed with thick blood. It was the smell of the ghosts who tore up and killed countless living people.

The army of ghosts is in the city ahead.

Yong Bowen was refreshed. He sorted out his belongings, took out a large pile of rune paper and squeezed it in his hand for later use. He gathered his mind and calmed down. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the small city. As soon as he stamped his feet, he rushed down the mountain like a whirlwind and went straight into the city.

Entering the city along the road into the city, there is still a hell scene of flesh and blood corpses, and the scattered soul is involved, like a crop planted in flesh and blood waiting for mature harvest.

There is no ghost in the city.

Yong Bowen was puzzled, but he did not stop at his feet. It only took more than ten minutes to pass through the city.

It suddenly became dark in front of me, as if the sun was falling, and the night fell. The black gas in front of me rolled and roared and shook the sky. I could only see countless ghosts gathered in groups, arranged in orderly order, like a cloud floating on the ground.

Oda Nobunaga stood on the roadside and looked forward motionlessly. Behind him, a nigger warrior stood upright with the flag of the world's martial arts, which was extremely majestic.

Although Yong Bowen is determined to prevent the military ghost army from continuing to commit murder, he does not really want to rush to the army. It is no different from death. Doing so is not heroic, but stupid. Seeing that the main force of the military ghost army was in front of him, Yong Bowen immediately used the magic art of illusion. With the cover of the surrounding environment, he quickly moved to the forest by the roadside, and jumped on the high branch to look forward with the cover of the illusion.

A wave of ghosts like surging waves kept rushing forward, but they seemed to encounter a flood blocked by the dam. Every time they rushed, they rolled back. Every time they rolled back, there were at least a dozen fewer ghosts rushing to the front.

About a kilometer away in front of the main force of the military ghost army, the lights flashed, and there were many cars parked horizontally and vertically. There were police cars, military vehicles, and even several tanks. Countless soldiers with live ammunition hid behind the vehicles and tanks, clenched their hands with weapons, and looked at the ghost army that repeatedly attacked in front of them. His face was pale and he was sweating.

However, it was not these Self-Defense Force soldiers who had obviously been scared out of their courage that blocked the attack of the ghost army, but the ten monks who stood proudly in front of the whole military defense line.

These ten monks are all black and white coarse cloth monk clothes, foot straw shoes, hats, and look like ascetic monks, which is the standard version of the true monks walking outside. These ten Shingon monks stood side by side, all with their hands imprinting on their chests, bowing their heads and muttering the scriptures. All wisdom and wisdom, the so-called Buddha's liberation? World Honored One! For example, the void world is separated from all distinctions, and there is no distinction. If all wisdom is separated from all differences, there is no distinction and no distinction? World Honored One! For example, all sentient beings on the earth rely on, such as all wisdom, heaven and man Asurai? World Honored One! For example, the fire world burns all wages insatiable, such as all wisdom, burns all insatiable wages? World Honored One! For example, the wind world removes all dust, such as all wisdom. Remove all the troubles?"

It's the Great Nikkei.

With the recitation of the scriptures, the apertures flew out of the fingerprints of the monks, forming a constantly fluctuating light wall less than one meter ahead, as if it were an extremely thin transparent glass wall. If you poke it with a little finger, it will be possible to break it.

But it is this seemingly weak light wall that prevents the impact of the ghost army.

The flood tide-like ghost rushed up one after another, hitting the light wall with a violent thumping sound, but the wall was unwavering, and for the ghost, it was better like a red iron plate that burned through. As soon as it hit it and rushed to the front, the ghost would be firmly stained on the wall, making a fine sound and emitting wis of smoke. Before the next wave of ghosts rush up, they will be melted clean by the light wall.

Seeing this scene, thinking about what Yu Chengshi had just said, Yong Bowen suddenly realized that he had run all the way and had reached the interception line set by the Zhenyanzong United Self-Defense Force.

It's just that the army of ghosts kept rushing down like this, and the ten monks must not last long. Master Yongda's eyes were sharp. Although he was far away, he also saw that the ten monks had sweat on their faces, and the hands printed on his chest were not so firm and stable. He thought that they had been here for a long time.

Yong Bowen doesn't know whether Zhen Yanzong has arranged anything, but he has his own plan.

The military ghost army is so powerful that it is far from being able to deal with a few mages, and those who have the ability to stop it in Japan are only the Mage Association and the Zhenyan Sect. Now the main force of the Mage Association has been killed by the sudden appearance of the ghost army on Gaoye Mountain, and Zhenyan Sect is busy with the Mage Association. If you fight back, you won't be in the mood to put the main force on the ghosts. Otherwise, with the power of the Shingon sect, and on their own land, they will not send ten monks who are not strong in power to help. Moreover, the purpose of these monks, Yu Chengshi, has made it very clear on the phone. He just cooperated with the Self-Defense Forces to completely block the 300 miles of Koya Mountain Garden, and not allow one person and one ghost to escape. I think that Zhenyanzong is determined. At present, all the attention and focus is on the war with the Mage Association. I think that before the end of this war, he will not come to clean up the situation of ghosts in his hometown.

Although the service ghosts are aggressive, there is a fatal weakness, that is, the discipline and unity they are showing now. It is all because Oda Nobunaga, the commander-in-chief, is here. If Oda Nobunaga suddenly happens and loses the rule of the military ghost army, then these military ghosts who can now charge in a group will immediately become birds. The beast scattered and lost the group advantage. No matter how many ghosts there are, there is no worry!

Shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first!

Yong Bowen's plan is to kill Oda Nobunaga! Kill the only functioning brain in the whole army of military ghosts in one fell swoop, and eliminate the group number advantage of those already crazy ghosts!