Taoist He has been very busy recently.

While he was busy curing epidemic demons, he also had to preach the gospel.

He went around the streets distributing medicine to cure ghosts and teaching methods of possession by plague ghosts, in order to prevent the next plague ghost from coming back again.

After all, plague ghosts don’t come just once, they happen almost every year.

And during this process, almost every household that had been harmed by the plague ghost, or even someone who died, bowed to Master He over and over again, crying with gratitude and thanking him profusely.

On the other hand, he also shouted with hatred.

"We must not let those people go. Those demons who have attracted the plague ghosts must die a hard death."

"It's a bad death!"

"My youngest son was only so old, and he was so painful when he died. He was tortured by the plague ghost until he was no longer human."

"These monsters, they are doing evil!"

On the roadside, an old man fell at Taoist He's feet, complaining about his family's misfortune, almost fainting from crying.

Although Taoist He came here to cure epidemic ghosts, he also had some selfish motives. Some of them were ordered by Lord Yun Zhong and sent by Taoist Master Yin Yang, and he also wanted to promote Yunzhen Tao.

But as I gradually got deeper into this place, I saw more and more tragic scenes, and I felt pity for them.

"Don't worry, these people will be punished before long."

What this is talking about is naturally the remaining ghost disciples of the Five Ghost Path who were later captured and did not escape, as well as some people who were in cahoots with him.

A woman in white mourning clothes cried: "It's over when you die. It's too easy for these people."

Taoist He thought of the tragic scenes he had seen recently: "Yes, it's too easy for them."

Taoist He distributed the medicine and told everyone how to deal with the next time the epidemic ghost spreads, and then left completely.

At this time, a believer who was helping came forward.

"Taoist Priest Danhe."

"What's wrong?"

"According to your instructions, the temple has been repaired in the past two days, and the next step is to erect the statue."

It turned out that the temple outside the city had just been renovated, and before the statue was erected, Master He was busy coming to preside over it and perform some rituals.

Hedao people have feelings for the temple, after all, many things have happened here.

He arrived here that day and slept in the temple at night.

Fortunately, the epidemic ghost has been almost cured, everything is on track, and Taoist He can sleep more peacefully.

midnight.

Waves of disembodied sounds came from nowhere and hit his ears.

"Danhe."

"Danhe."

The Cold Food Festival has just passed and the Tomb-Sweeping Festival has just begun.

Someone was actually calling his name this night, which made Taoist He suddenly wake up.

Taoist He quickly got up, looked at the mud tire that had just been repaired and had not yet been invited to the altar, and then walked outside.

Then I saw the divine chariot parked on the roadside, with two ghosts and gods standing one behind the other.

The curtain was hung up, and Taoist He saw the shadow inside.

"The witch is here!"

Taoist He didn't think too much about it.

Because the man under the lamp was wearing a black round-collar military uniform with a crescent moon embroidered on it.

And on his face, he still wore a mask that symbolized Yun Zhongjun.

Taoist He had seen this costume before, and he immediately thought, like Wen Fonu, that it was a witch.

The "divine witch" came down, and a ghost held a glass lamp that glowed like the moon to light up the path ahead.

As they moved forward, the sedan chair and another ghost carriage behind them were hidden in the darkness.

At the same time, another person on the divine chariot quickly followed the "divine wizard" down, not daring to stay in the darkness at all.

Taoist He: "Who is this?"

Wen Fonu: "On the order of my father, King Lucheng County, I came here to pay homage to Lord Yunzhong."

He didn't directly say who he was, but he said everything that needed to be said.

Although He Taoist did not know Wen Fonu, he, like Jia Gui, the magistrate of Xihe County, had heard of Wen Fo Nu's existence, especially the name of his Fo Nu.

Taoist He immediately put on an expression of having admired the name for a long time, and quickly bowed his hands.

"It turned out to be Wen Fonu and Wen Sima in person."

Just this sentence directly broke Wen Funu's guard.

Wen Funu was sweating profusely along the way and didn't dare to say a word. He kept thinking about what the witch had just said.

Who was cast into the underworld?

Who should be cast into the underworld?

Should someone like him who shouted and offended the divine power in the longevity palace be thrown into the underworld and be punished for eternity?

Does it mean that the soul must be trapped in hell and never be reincarnated?

The more I think about it, the more scared I become.

But at this moment, Taoist He came up and exposed his background. Wen Fonu jumped up and stared at Taoist He fiercely.

"Who do you call Buddha slave?"

"ah!"

"Who is the Buddha slave? Where did the Buddha slave come from here?"

Taoist He cupped his hands and looked confused.

At this time, Wen Fonu got excited and something fell down.

"Crack!"

When I looked again, I saw that the prayer beads that I had just hidden in my sleeves had fallen to the ground.

Taoist He stared blankly at the string of Buddhist beads, which had the six-character mantra on it.

Wen Funu: "This...this...is a bracelet!"

Outside the yard.

The ghost holding the lantern moved a table out of the chariot, and the "divine shaman" stretched out his hand to indicate that Taoist He could sit at the other end.

Taoist He didn't know what he meant, but he sat down anyway.

The "Wizard" pulled it out from underneath, and it turned out to be a drawer, and took out two boxes with black and white chess pieces inside.

Taoist He understood: "It turns out we want to play chess."

Taoist He also knows how to play chess, and he learned it from Taoist Yin-Yang. Taoist Yin-Yang not only knows how to make alchemy, but also knows a lot about chess, calligraphy and painting.

It's a pity that I understand everything but don't understand everything.

It can be seen from this that Taoist He's chess skills are not very good, and he can be regarded as a bad chess player.

But as it rained, Taoist He discovered that the "divine witch" in front of him was worse than a stinky chess player like himself, which made Taoist He couldn't help but want to snicker.

"It turns out that the witch's chess skills are even worse than mine."

As it went down, certain changes were also taking place in the darkness.

A mandrill in the temple installed the base station on the top of the temple. Taoist He repaired the temple according to the instructions of the shaman, and the newly repaired roof of the temple just left such a position.

The base station is just stuck on top, located at the top of the altar.

After the base station was installed, it began to move on its own. After unfolding the solar panels, it began to try to transmit and receive signals.

Try to connect with Shenfeng, that is, connect with Wangshu.

And the other mandrill also quietly went somewhere in the dark.

The process of playing chess was very quiet. You could only hear the rustling of the leaves in the night wind and the chirping of insects.

Wen Funu stood aside quietly, watching the two elegant and elegant masters assume a higher posture and play chess like stinky chess baskets.

He also suppressed his smile and did not dare to say anything more.

finally.

The "Wizard" put down the chess piece in his hand and looked at the entangled black and white on the chessboard and said.

"I lost."
To be continued...