From common sense, after the rooster crows, the yin energy between heaven and earth begins to disappear and the yang energy slowly rises. When the sun rises from the horizon, the alternation of yin and yang is completed. At this time, no matter whether it is a lonely ghost or a dead ghost, it will disappear from the sunlight and then stay in a quiet place.

So, when the rooster crows sounded, it was very beneficial to Wang Jingzhe and Huang Jiulang. After all, they could not hold on anymore, and the big evil spirit should be more honest.

However, the idea is good and the reality is cruel.

But when the chicken cried, the other party continued to rush the mound of soil blocking the aisle. The ghost books under Wang Jingzhe were ineffective one after another, and the progress could no longer keep up with the other party's speed of attack.

"How long can you last?" Huang Jiulang asked cautiously. At this time, everyone else had already died, and only the two of them were left fighting alone.

"It should be no problem for an hour"

"Okay, I'll go up and see if I can find out what this thing is from our archives. You can stick to it."

After Huang Jiulang finished speaking, he came out of the mine. When he was dispatching troops and generals, he had not had time to ask someone to check the information. At this time, he could be in a stalemate for a while. He planned to ask someone to check the information to see if he could find out the origin. After all, if the right medicine is given, it is more hopeful than if they are so hard to do it.

Emperor Zhou returned to the surveillance car and immediately called his subordinates, described the appearance of the evil ghost and told people to check it as soon as possible.

Time passed by bit by bit, Huang Jiulang was waiting, Wang Jingzhe was persisting, fighting for a night of continuous struggle, and most of his energy was about to be taken away, all relying on one belief and one breath to support him.

More than twenty minutes later, the subordinate called back.

"Leader, I checked it"

"Well, is there any record?"

Huang Jiulang had encountered such a demon before, and there were corresponding records in the special affairs office, but he felt that something might be wrong, because the major ones on this side were a bit outrageous, far exceeding their cognition.

"There is no direct record, but..." the subordinate paused and said in an uncertain tone: "From your description, there is no accurate record. However, we have other records here, saying that the evil ghosts who were suppressed in the eighteenth level hell have no fixed appearance, and they have everything. However, one thing in common is that the hell is pressed stronger the hell will be. It is difficult to restrain them in ordinary ways. And the most important thing is that from some clues, one thing that can be compared is that the eighteenth level hell in the underworld is below the direction of the dragon vein in the middle, which is the only place that can match."

Huang Jiulang was stunned after hearing this. Damn, what's the situation? Is there an eighteen-layer hell under the Kanzigou Coal Mine? Although it sounds a bit unreasonable, it's really a bit of a slight slap in it if it's reliable or not.

Huang Jiulang was not very good at all, because if there was the eighteenth level of hell under the gap, it would be almost the same as stabbing a hole in the sky.

"It's too unreal..." Huang Jiulang sighed blankly.

At the same time, a surging evil spirit suddenly surged out of it from the mine cave and rushed straight into the sky. Huang Jiulang said intimidly that something was wrong. He hurriedly hung up the phone and came out of the car. He ordered Cao Yang who was waiting next to him: "As long as there are supporters, they will be asked to enter the mine immediately, and as much as I want, I will give it in."

After Huang Jiulang finished speaking, he immediately ran down the coal mine. When he got inside, he found that there was indeed a gap in the blocking mound. Wang Jingzhe was resisting hard, but the gap was gradually spreading around.

Shortly after Huang Jiulang came back, things collected from nearby, such as chicken blood, dog blood, talisman paper and peach wood sword, were also sent to it. These things definitely did not produce much lethality for those evil spirits, but it was still possible to take time. One more minute, one more minute of hope, so I can only try my best.

There were still dozens of kilometers away from Kanzigou. Among the two cars that were racing, someone looked through the window and saw a black air rising from afar. He said in extreme shock: "This is... where does such a strong evil aura come from? It's rare, and it's rare in the world."

"Host, it seems that something big happened to Director Huang, which is indeed quite serious,"

The person who came was the host of Nanchan Temple. Master Jien, who entered the Kong Sect to study Buddhism at the age of eight, and went out to Nanchan Temple to practice at the age of nineteen. When he was about thirty, he had many titles on his body, including various Buddhist councils. At the same time, he was often invited to preach in major temples.

None of these names of Master Ji'en is a false name. He really deserves the title of a Taoist monk. The profoundness of Buddhism is rare in China. After receiving a request for help from Huang Jiulang in the middle of the night, he led the eight disciples of Nanchan Temple to come quickly.

Halfway through the way, Master Ji'en's worry was raised because the evil spirit also made him feel palpitations.

In the mine, Wang Jingzhe and Huang Jiulang were fighting together, but the gap had spread more than halfway, and they were about to be pushed open. The two of them were sweating coldly, and their hands were trembling a little. There was no doubt that if the hole was completely pushed open, they would not be effective if the reinforcements came.

At this moment, the sound of dense footsteps suddenly came to mind outside the mine cave. Master Jien led eight disciples into the crowd and saw the two people who were struggling to resist, as well as the evil ghosts crowded behind the mine track. The monks of Nanchan Temple were also confused.

"Amitabha……"

Master Ji'en pronounced the Buddha's name without saying a word of nonsense, and directly said to his eight children: "Deploy the formation and recite the original Vow of Ksitigarbha!"

Eight monks sat cross-legged on the ground and folded their hands together. Master Ji'en sat in the middle. Then the Buddha's voices floated in the mine. Huang Jiulang and Wang Jingzhe's anxious and anxious thoughts were immediately wiped out.

At this critical moment, a strong support finally came.

The original wish sutra of Ksitigarbha can suppress all evil in the world and save all kinds of lonely ghosts. I believe that it can also play a role in the dead ghosts in the mine.

Sure enough, when Master Jien and his eight disciples began to recite scriptures, the evil energy in the mine was instantly diluted, and even their quickness in action was a little slower.
Chapter completed!