After Wang Jingzhe came back, he looked at Yuan Zhenxing at first sight. The two ghost fires that were leaping in his eyes had disappeared, and his pupils were as normal. At the same time, Wang Jingzhe was also convinced that there must be something in his eyes.

"What's in my eyes?" Wang Jingzhe asked with a frown.

"Two things that look like ghost fires are the ones burned in the cemetery."

"That's right," Wang Jingzhe nodded and said.

"You were undoubtedly almost the same as dying just now." Yuan Zhenxing's expression was a little complicated. He really didn't expect that Wang Jingzhe would chase Baigui and take the initiative to deliver the goods to his door while handing over the destruction.

Although it has been confirmed that holding a pair of slaughter texts can retreat to the night walk of the Hundred Ghosts, if something unexpected happens, no one can guarantee it. Wang Jingzhe’s approach is indeed a bit risky.

Wang Jingzhe frowned and looked at the person behind Yuan Zhenxing. A woman was holding a green umbrella, and four Taoist priests stood next to her. She was about thirty years old, with long hair tied behind her head by a hairpin. Her unsheathed peach wood sword had been inserted on her back and she was wearing a Taoist pound on her head. This was the most orthodox Taoist dress, and Maoshan was the orthodox Taoist priest.

"What's going on with them?" Wang Jingzhe asked.

Yuan Zhenxing scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I called, which roughly means that I met Baigui Yexing. I hope that the priest can come to help me. Maybe it's because of concern. My uncle agreed. My younger sister is here. Her name is Changyu. The one behind me is my senior brothers. I told you that I'm not afraid, it's because Baigui Yexing is too difficult to meet. There are not many records in Maoshan Zhili. I hope we can learn more about it as much as possible to avoid any trouble."

"I've come all the time..." Wang Jingzhe felt that everyone was coming, what's the use of explaining so much?

After the hundred ghosts retreated, Wang Jingzhe and the others temporarily settled in the village chief's house. He felt a little weak, so he washed his face and ate casually and talked to the old village chief. The other party found him a room for Wang Jingzhe to sleep.

In the yard, under a tree, it was getting dark. Yuan Zhenxing, Chang Yu and four Taoist priests sat on small stools and began to understand the situation.

Yuan Zhenxing talked about the past, and continued until he and Wang Jingzhe entered the mountain. Until the hundreds of ghosts came to the door tonight, they did not fall a single drop.

After hearing him, the little teacher of Maoshan said lightly: "When will the knife credit be in charge of these nostalgic business? They are not just changing kitchen knives. They are just turning their ears outside the window and only focusing on sharpening scissors and tearing kitchen knives. They are actually doing things for the government. They are really leisurely."

This woman's expression was quite plain, but she was a little mean inside and outside. Yuan Zhenxing seemed to be more afraid of this young master, and he was also cautious when talking to her.

"I heard that it seemed that he owed us Director Huang the favor, so he had no choice but to invite him."

"Please?" Chang Yu raised his eyebrows, the word bite very hard.

Yuan Zhenxing said: "You little sister, you haven't been out of Maoshan for many years, so naturally I don't know. Wang Jingzhe has been very popular in the past two years. I have heard it many times. The first time was that he quarreled with the senior brother named Cui from the Kunlun School. Later, there were rumors that he understood Lianshan and Guizang, so the people from Xuanmen wanted to tie him up and asked about the contents of these two books. But unexpectedly, the mountain master of Xuanmen Mountain was broken because of this, and the matter was left to nothing. Later, it is said that Wang Jingzhe got a fortune of heaven under the Mausoleum of the First Emperor on Mount Li..."

From Yuan Zhenxing's words, it can be seen that this Maoshan junior rarely seems to be walking outside. He stays in the mountain gate most of the time and does not know much about the outside.

Chang Yu listened to Yuan Zhenxing talking for a long time. At the beginning, his expression was plain, but as he listened, he raised his eyebrows habitually and seemed to gradually become interested in the three words Wang Jingzhe he said. "Anyway, this person is pretty good, at least he can do it. Well, he also has a little bit of a desperate attempt. Look, he rushed towards Baigui without caring about it. Tsk tsk, that little body is quite fierce..."

Chang Yu curled his lips and said, "Reckless man!"

Wang Jingzhe, who was lying on the bed in the room, was not interested in the conversation outside. He rested for a while and recovered his energy, and then began to feel whether there was any change in his body. When Yuan Zhenxing was targeted by hundreds of ghosts, he said he didn't feel anything, but there were two ghost fires in his eyes, so the other party could only feel nothing.

Wang Jingzhe wanted to see if it was him, if it was still the case, because he vaguely felt that the hundred ghosts were seeking their lives and that when he wrote the vanishing text, there might be some connection between them.

When writing a slaughter, as soon as he finished writing, he realized that his energy had leaked out. After writing the next few words, his energy was almost emptied. This unclear situation made him a little confused.

Besides, the hundreds of ghosts are seeking life. Judging from the experience tonight, there is a situation where a hundred ghosts will never stop until they get to the point. Although this is somewhat similar to the evil ghosts entangled with people, the biggest difference is that the latter will be scared away when they encounter someone who can drive away ghosts and evil spirits, while the hundreds of ghosts will continue to surge up one after another, even if they are dispelled, and this spirit of not being afraid of death is a bit outrageous.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Jingzhe didn't think of it, so he got up from the bed with his legs crossed and his hands on his legs, his eyes closed and his heart calmed down.

This is a Taoist method of meditation, also called introspection, which means observing the mind, the spirit, and the qi. To be honest, you can observe the conditions in your body. Taoist priests can use this method, but they use the Introspection Sutra of Taishang Laojun.

"You can use heaven and earth to match essence, yin and yang to spread, and all things are born, inherit their past karma, and divide the spiritual path into one... and can be viewed from top to bottom"

However, this method of introspection is good for meticulous and cultivating. It is difficult to see the condition in your body in detail. Wang Jingzhe used the technique of observing the Tao in Guizang, which allows you to get a glimpse of the whole picture by looking at it.
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