Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Chapter 122 Advent Separation, Godhead Mask

The Purple Cloud Temple belongs to the righteous school, and it is a branch of the Tianshi Mansion. Because it is close to the provincial capital, the construction is not small.

The Taoist priests in the temple are also directly appointed by the Tianshi Mansion, and all of them have real skills.

Relying on excellent methods, the Purple Cloud Temple has firmly taken root in this area, and its incense is strong.

As a branch of Zhengyijiao Tianshifu, the ancestral ability of subduing demons and eliminating demons is naturally retained.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, if there is practice, feng shui, fortune-telling, bumping into people and other things, they all go to Ziyun Temple.

In the past, relying on the means inherited from the Tianshi Mansion, Ziyun Temple was invincible in this respect.

But this time, they encountered a difficult problem, and Guanli was having a meeting to discuss countermeasures.

At this time, a little Taoist priest ran into the temple in a panic:

"My lord, another accident happened in Huangshi Town. Last night, a family of thirteen people died violently. They were all skinned. The bodies are bloody. The mayor is still waiting for us to deal with them!"

The viewer of Ziyun Temple is a somewhat thin old Taoist priest. Hearing that so many people have died again, his face is full of sadness:

"So many people have died again, this ghost is very resentful. It was originally a strange person who practiced a god mask, but now he died and turned into a ghost, and his strength has skyrocketed. With the power of our Ziyun Temple alone, it is difficult to surrender, and we don't know. When will Gao Gong from the family arrive?"

A middle-aged Taoist reminded: "My lord, we sent the letter from Feihe yesterday. It stands to reason that we will arrive at Longhu Mountain this morning. If it is not backlogged, it may be approved in the morning, and then the general altar will follow our report. In case of any situation, assign a suitable high-ranking official to go there."

"At least it will take about half a day, and our Ziyun Temple is a full four hundred miles away from the main altar. Even if Gao Gong from the headquarters came over non-stop, it would take a long time. After coming and going, two days will pass. .”

The Master Ziyun sighed: "That is to say, there are more than a dozen people who will die in Huangshi Town. Or, let's try to cast down the demon again?"

A middle-aged Taoist gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, you are confused. Last time we set up an altar to practice, several high-level practitioners were seriously injured, but they couldn't stop the ghost. If it wasn't for the ghost's lack of killing intent towards us, it didn't kill us all." , I'm afraid there are not a few living people left in our temple. If we don't do it again, we have to go again, I'm afraid the end will not be so good."

Another old Taoist also echoed: "Yes, I also advocate not going. We have gone there twice, and lost several people before and after going in. If you want me to say, I have to blame Huangshi Town for this matter." I have something to hide, but I just said it was an ordinary haunting, which caused us to lose our troops, pity my little apprentices, who have been with me for more than ten years, and they have come to such a fate!"

Hearing that the Ziyun temple master wanted to go to cast down the demon again, the people in the temple and other old Taoist priests refused to agree.

They are teaching that subjugating demons and eliminating demons is a bounden duty, which is true, but it is called subduing demons and eliminating demons if they are beaten well, and it is called death if they cannot be defeated.

Having suffered losses twice in a row, they just want to wait for the big master from the general arena to arrive, and then listen to the big master's orders.

Seeing this situation, Master Ziyun sighed and didn't say any more.

It is true that he felt ashamed to see the people in Huangshi Town being harmed by the ghosts, but there is a difference between closeness and closeness, and it is true that he can no longer take the people in the temple to die.

"Since that's the case, let's wait for the general altar to come, and then deal with it!"

As soon as Guanzhu Ziyun finished speaking, he heard the chirping of cranes above his head.

He didn't think about it carefully. Although things like cranes are rare, they are not uncommon.

But then, the cry of the crane got closer and closer, and even appeared in the temple.

Several people couldn't help looking, but saw a huge crane appearing in the open space of Ziyun Temple.

There are two Taoist priests, one big and one small, on the back of the crane.

The big one is too tall, with a resolute face, sharp edges and corners, and eyes as bright as stars, which seem to be able to burn people, and he is a ruthless character at first glance.

The younger one, with a childish face still on his face, was wearing a gray Taoist robe, carrying a small bundle, and had five mahogany swords on his back, looking a bit nondescript.

The two got off the crane's back, the tall Taoist waved his hand, and the crane flashed white, turning into a talisman and flying into his sleeve.

Seeing this scene, the people in Ziyun Temple, how could they not know what was going on, they all showed joy and hurried up to greet them.

"The two are the mages from the Longhushan General Altar who came to help me Ziyun Temple?"

Although the appearance of the visitor was a bit too young, the Master Ziyun still held his hands very politely and said.

Zhang Zhiwei clasped his hands together: "Exactly!"

Guanzhu Ziyun said again: "The two young mages have arrived one step earlier. I don't know where the high skills are? When will they arrive? This time the monster is fierce and difficult to deal with. I'm afraid we need to discuss it carefully."

Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong looked at each other.

The Propaganda Minister's propaganda is not in place...

Zhang Zhiwei said in a deep voice: "It's just a ghost, why do you need to mobilize the crowd? The two of us are enough!"

"Yes, yes, the two of us are enough!" Tian Jinzhong also said.

"this……"

A group of Taoist priests in Ziyun Temple look at me and I look at you, some don't know what to do? The long-awaited masters of the general arena came, but they didn't match expectations. They were too young. Do you really want to listen to their orders?

From the faces of Ziyun's audience, Zhang Zhiwei guessed their thoughts.

However, Zhang Zhiwei didn't care, whether he had real skills, whether it was a mule or a horse, he would know if he took it out for a walk.

When he came here this time, he just wanted to go and come back quickly, but he didn't want to delay too long.

But if he doesn't speak, it doesn't mean that Tian Jinzhong next to him doesn't speak. As a little fan of the senior brother, how can he bear the questioning of the senior brother, and immediately said loudly:

"We're all on our own, and we don't talk about two schools of thought. You may not be clear about my senior brother's methods, so let me explain. The person in front of you is the head of the sixty-fifth generation of disciples of Longhu Mountain. Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Zhiwei, who was taught by the celestial master himself, Zhang Zhiwei with the Taoist name Tiantong."

"Don't look at Senior Brother Zhang's young age, but his cultivation is not simple. The five thunders have already reached the stage of rectification. When he was thirteen years old, he defeated an adult master of the Tang sect with one move."

"Not long ago, in the Lu family compound, one person easily defeated all the young people in the audience. Lu Jin, the young leader of the Trinity School who was crying, was subdued by my senior brother with two moves..."

"A few days ago, under the examination of my master, who is also the contemporary celestial master, I used the profound golden light spell to break the celestial master's lightning method..."

Speaking of the deeds of the senior brother, the little fan and You Rongyan are like a treasure.

Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his nose next to him, thinking to himself, he is indeed his propaganda minister, these words, let him say it himself, he would never be able to say it.

As for the people in Ziyun Guan, after listening to Tian Jinzhong's words, their gazes on Zhang Zhiwei gradually changed from doubt to reverence.

That's right, it's reverence. Although they are stationed outside all year round and rarely return to the Longhushan General Altar, it doesn't mean they are blocked from news.

The fact that Zhang Zhiwei singled out all the younger generations in the Lu family compound was rumored in the Jianghu, even though they were hundreds of kilometers away from the main altar, they still heard about it.

At that time, they were still thinking that after a few days, they would meet the real dragon of Longhu Mountain, the legendary first person of the younger generation, at the annual inscription ceremony.

Unexpectedly, this time for help, this person was actually assigned.

Although the little Taoist priest next to him was a bit exaggerated, none of the Taoist priests present were fools, so they naturally knew Zhang Zhiwei's status in Longhu Mountain.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a baby bump. It is absolutely impossible for him to set foot in a dangerous place. Since he dares to come, he must be absolutely sure.

"It turns out that it is Zhiwei Xiaogao Gong, the matter of the Lu family compound, we have been admiring your name for a long time, this time, we will follow your orders!" Ziyun Guanzhu said quickly.

"Yes, yes, follow Xiao Gaogong's orders!"

Others also echoed. Disciples pretending to be surnamed will be given the five thunders in Longhu Mountain. The thunder method is close to the body, and it can subdue demons and eliminate demons. They have nothing to fear.

Afterwards, several people exchanged a few words and got to know each other well. At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei also understood what happened.

A few days ago, the mayor of Huangshi Town suddenly sent someone to Ziyun Temple, saying that Huangshi Town was haunted by ghosts, and asked the mage to go to eliminate the ghosts.

At that time, Ziyun Guanzhu and the others thought it was just an ordinary haunting incident, so they sent a few young masters there, but they never thought that after this trip, they could not come back, and all of them were lost in Huangshi Town.

After losing several disciples, Ziyun Temple was furious. Several senior Taoist priests in the temple took various magic tools and went to Huangshi Town to set up a large altar in order to eliminate evil spirits.

That night, fierce ghosts appeared, and the two fought in front of the ancestral temple in the town.

The result of this fight is nothing more than the explosion of the Dharma altar, Ziyun Temple lost a few more players, and finally returned dismal.

Even if it wasn't for the critical moment, when the female ghost was attracted by the townspeople and turned around to kill them, the old Taoist priests in Ziyun temple might have been damaged there.

After fleeing back to the temple in embarrassment, Ziyun's audience realized that something was wrong. How could a newly born ghost be so fierce?

Then I started to investigate, only to find out that Li Gui's real name is Xia Liuhong, and he is a famous actor in a theater run by an old Changyou in the provincial capital who practiced the mask of a godhead. He is especially good at playing the soul son in operas. ".

Hunzi, those dead characters in traditional plays, are also ghosts. In "Li Huiniang", ghosts are the protagonists.

In the play, Li Huiniang is a poor person whose love was broken up by an adulterer and killed. After her death, the magistrate of the underworld thought of her tragic death and gave her a precious fan of Yin and Yang to avenge her.

And this Li Huiniang is the role that Xia Liuhong is best at playing, with a very high level of performance, but this role itself is not as powerful as the mythical role of Sun Wukong Erlang God, so the advocacy of the role is not unusual.

But advocating excellence, singing for a living, and not fighting, it doesn't hurt, and it's easier to play this kind of weak.

Relying on such means, Xia Liuhong has always been a pillar in the theater. As a pillar, many people will naturally pursue her, and Xia Liuhong fell in love with one of them.

That man is the son of the mayor's family of Huangshi Town, the mayor of a town, and his status is not low, so naturally his daughter-in-law is not allowed to engage in low-level professions such as singing.

Therefore, Xia Liuhong left the theater, married her husband and raised her son in Huangshi Town, and never touched opera again these years.

But a few days ago, for some reason, it was said that she had an affair with someone, and her husband caught him stealing a man, and the town enforced the family law, and she was immersed in a pig cage, and Shen Jiang drowned.

After that, there was nothing wrong with each other for a week, but in the first seven days, this Xia Liuhong suddenly returned as a ghost, killing all directions in Huangshi Town, every night a family died violently.

Later, there was the matter of asking Ziyun Temple to get rid of ghosts.

After listening to what happened, Zhang Zhiwei pondered, thinking about things.

On the other hand, Tian Jinzhong pinched his chin and said, "I'm afraid there is something hidden about this matter. Since Xia Liuhong is a stranger, why did she get tricked so easily and was soaked in a pig cage?!"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the little fan, and explained: "The advocacy of cultivating the mask of the gods is very serious in terms of life. If there is no precaution, a pack of rat poison can be knocked down."

"That's it!" Tian Jinzhong subconsciously compared the abilities of his own Tianshi Mansion, and sighed: "Then this godhead mask doesn't sound like a good method either!"

"Actually, there are some merits. For things like means, it's not up to anyone!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Zhang Zhiwei is still somewhat interested in the mask of the godhead. When he saw the advocate who played Zhong Kui in the Lu family compound, he had the idea of ​​playing himself and creating a myth in his heart.

It's just that at that time, I was concerned about the state of reverse life and the structure of the human body, and didn't pay much attention to it.

But since the last time I set up the altar to practice the method, communicated with the Dharma lineage, and looked at the Zhenwu Emperor in the dark, this idea popped up again.

Perhaps, he can also be like that Emperor Zhenwu.

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