Chapter 16 Death of Master Taiyi
Only because he was in the world of allusions could Yang He barely maintain his composure.

“Disciple.”

Taiyi Zhenren turned around and said with a smile: “You and I must rush to Cailian Town before nightfall, otherwise there will be a bloody disaster.”

“The disciple understands.”

Yang He quickened his pace, while the black cat perched on his shoulder, watching the wind.

In any case, now that I have obtained Guitong’s method of raising ghosts, it doesn’t matter even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead. The worst that can happen is death.

I, Yang He, can be submissive in the main world, but this is a world of allusions!

Yang He took out the Dabu Dan and swallowed it. Although the herbs tasted bitter due to the addition of peanuts, it had a sweet aftertaste in the mouth.

A warm current is generated in the stomach and intestines, stimulating the Yang energy in a short period of time.

“good.”

Yang He nodded in satisfaction, ignoring the side effect of the slight tingling in his organs for the time being, and then communicated with the ghost pupil to draw in the negative energy from the outside world.

In terms of the concentration of yin energy, the world of allusion, which lacks the barriers between humans and ghosts, far exceeds the main world.

When Yang Heyi inhaled and exhaled Yin Qi, a chill filled his body and a faint light kept flowing between his mouth and nose. He indeed had some of the flavor of a Qi cultivator.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

The black cat stretched lazily comfortably, enjoying the nourishment of the Yin energy.

Yang He could feel the blood vessels moving at the end of the ghost pupil, indicating that new Yin meridians were growing, but the progress was extremely slow.

The two walked one after the other on the official road.

Not long after, some fog suddenly rose in the mountains.

After walking another two or three miles, the fog had become visible to the naked eye, and the content of yin energy was also increasing, accompanied by a howling mountain wind.

The black cat leaned close to Yang He’s ear and whimpered.

Yang He’s heart trembled, “Master, are we about to reach Cailian Town?”

Taiyi Zhenren did not reply, but sank into the mist with slightly stiff movements, the joints of his limbs were extremely straight, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

“Master!”

Yang He quickened his pace, still watching Taiyi Zhenren disappear.

As if swallowed by clouds.

“Damn it! Master Taiyi, you are supposed to be an immortal god, how can you be so unbearable?”

Yang He cursed inwardly and opened his ghost pupil. Perhaps because of the development of the Yin Meridian, a bright bloodshot line appeared in the white of the ghost pupil’s eye.

The traces of the flow of Yin energy are clearly visible, and the surroundings are like rippling water.

Yang He noticed that activating the ghost pupil could interfere with the yin energy in the outside world to a certain extent, and if it was aimed at a living person, it could affect his yang fire.

[Spiritual Vision: 7.1 points]

His spiritual vision grew for no reason, and he realized that the fog came from ghosts!
Yang He’s ghost pupil skills were not strong enough, so the only thing he could do was to continue walking while marking the trees along the official road.

After more than half an hour, the Taoist boy’s body began to be unable to withstand the negative energy from the outside world.

Yang He took tonic pills one after another, relying on the power of the medicine to forcibly boost his yang energy, otherwise his yang fire would be extinguished and he would die.

“It stands to reason that with my spiritual vision and ghost pupil, even evil ghosts may not be able to trap me…”

“kindness?”

Yang He slowed down his pace and suddenly a swaying figure appeared in the distance. He opened his pupils to the limit before he could see the outline of the figure clearly.

I was surprised to find that it was the body of a horse.

The horse’s body was hanging in the air, not hung by a rope, but by its long black hair tightly wrapped around a tree branch.

Yang He felt indescribable fear and his breathing became rapid.

[Spiritual Vision: 7.4 points]

“It’s not Nezha’s Hun Tian Ling. Could it be that apart from Nezha and Sanshan Niangniang, there is a third big ghost in the story of the ghost lotus…”

The black cat bared its teeth and kept breathing towards the horse’s corpse.

Yang He noticed that there were various letters scattered near the horse. He suddenly remembered the optional role of the postman, so he bent down to pick up the letters and check them.

The sender’s address is so strange that I can’t find any clues for the time being.

[Spiritual Vision: 7.7 points] Yang He moved away from the trees, and the source of the spiritual vision was getting closer and closer to him.

“Even if you die, you have to find out the origin of the ghost.”

Yang He chose to go deep into the official road, knowing that he would not live for long even if he tried to hide, so it would be better to seek death, at least he could improve his spiritual vision.

Not long after we walked, the horrifying scene became clearer.

A large number of corpses were hanged on tree branches, with their long black hair wedged into the flesh of their necks.

Yang He could see that the corpses were all from a caravan passing through the official road. Their faces were hideous and they had suffered great pain before their death.

“Cough cough cough.”

A faint cough was heard, and one of the people was still breathing, struggling with his limbs.

“help me……”

Yang He raised his eyebrows and found that it was an old postman in his early fifties.

The ghost pupil opened and closed, and the old postman only felt a biting cold wind blowing towards him. Suddenly, his body temperature dropped as if it had fallen into an icy cave, and his limbs trembled constantly.

The three yang fires were blown out by the ghost pupil.

The old postman’s life was shortened and he became no different from a corpse. He struggled to break free from his restraints, fell to the ground in a panic, and started coughing violently.

The ghost’s pupils closed, and the old postman’s three yang fires were reignited.

Yang He heard the old postman was completely frightened and muttered madly: “There is a ghost in the letter! There is a ghost in the letter! ah ah ah!!”

“I didn’t open it privately! There was a ball of black hair in the letter!!!”

“My black hair is growing, and I’m growing a woman’s face. It’s not my fault! You can’t blame me for being hanged by ghosts! I… I…”

Yang He got goose bumps all over his body.

The old postman covered his head and stared at the end of the official road in horror.

“She’s coming! She’s coming to kill me! I shouldn’t have opened that letter!!”

Yang He felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He moved his ghost pupil to the back of his head to ensure that there were no blind spots in his vision, and then he grabbed the old postman by the collar.

“Tell me, who sent the letter to whom?”

“I haven’t seen her, don’t kill me, please don’t kill me!”

The old postman muttered irrelevant answers, with blood flowing from his facial features.

Yang He pushed the old postman away. The black cat on his shoulder had curled up into a ball. The fog was endless and there was nowhere for him to escape.

“Have you ever seen a skinny Taoist priest?”

He did not expect the old postman to reply, but the latter trembled and said, “He is dead. I saw the Taoist priest being killed with my own eyes…”

Yang He was stunned. Taiyi Zhenren died in the wilderness for no apparent reason? Impossible. How could the Ghost Story continue?

“Mrs. Yin! Mrs. Yin is here!”

The old postman pointed to the depths of the forest, and Yang He noticed that he had six fingers.

Yang He pondered the familiar name in his heart and realized that Nezha’s biological mother seemed to be surnamed Yin, but how could Mrs. Yin become a ghost?

“If I had known I had brought a knife, I would have just stabbed myself if I encountered danger.”

Da da da.

The footsteps came from far away, mixed with the sound of heavy objects being dragged.

[Spiritual Vision: 8.5 points]

The growth of spiritual vision is comparable to facing Nezha directly. It is hard to imagine what Madam Yin is. Is Chentang Pass a mass grave?

After a few breaths.

A woman who was over three meters tall was looming in the thick fog. Blood was flowing from her limbs and traces of iron chains could be seen piercing through them.

Yang He stood there in disbelief as the woman grabbed a corpse and dragged it.

The corpse was exactly Taiyi Zhenren.

His organs have been hollowed out and he is deader than dead.

　【Please give me a monthly ticket!!!】

　
(End of this chapter)