The fire waves mixed with the rocks and rolled down like raging waves, destroying the dense forests and dilapidated altars disappeared in an instant. The raging flames on the road dyed most of the night sky red, bursting out of nowhere, bursts of explosions tearing everyone's eardrums.

Quan Yaozu's face was pale and he was speechless for a long time. He could not have imagined that the explosion was so powerful that it was like the end of the world.

Facing the explosion and impact sounds all over the sky, Sima Yuan and his ears turned a deaf ear, still clasping their left hand, controlling the red air with their right hand, and slowly drifting towards the red-clothed ghost.

Zhu Qingsheng saw the burning huge rock coming quickly, and the target was the master's qi net. He was anxious and was about to explode with the rocks, with sweat all over his head. However, in front of the rapid and violent fallen stone, there was no way. He could only shout hoarsely, reminding his master to leave again and again.

It's getting closer, closer, closer.

Not only the falling giant rock, but also Sima Yuanji's red light ball, getting closer and closer to the red-clothed evil spirit.

The red-clothed evil ghost seemed to have noticed a shocking change, and then bulged the yin energy in his body and began to collide with the orange-yellow qi net. However, most of its yin energy was consumed by the qi net before, but now it has no meaning.

Zhu Qingsheng looked up in horror. The huge rock was less than ten feet long, but the master still had no intention of evacuating.

The red light ball was getting closer and closer to the red-clothed evil spirit, only two feet away, and the falling boulder also hit the orange-yellow gas net at this time.

"Boom!" The air waves rolled and fluffed, and the opium filled the air, and the fine orange-yellow air lines flew everywhere. Zhu Qingsheng's air waves caused by the impact flew five or six feet in the air until he hit the rock wall. He stopped. He almost broke his bones, and his bones were broken. However, Zhu Qingsheng could not feel the pain. He was confused and struggled to look at the center of the explosion.

Where is the master?

Suddenly a red shadow flashed, Quan Yaozu, who was falling to the ground like him, flew up in the air, his limbs spread flat, and there was a red figure in front of him. He was wearing a wedding dress, his black hair floated back, and his face was fully revealed.

The red-clothed ghost turned his back to Zhu Qingsheng, unable to see its appearance. Zhu Qingsheng was shocked suddenly and remembered that Quan Yaozu must not die like this. He immediately forced himself to shake his spirit and waved the white jade ruler to stab the red-clothed ghost.

Suddenly, when he heard Quan Yaozu screaming, two pale white human-shaped smoke as big as a palm appeared in Niwan Palace. It was suddenly sucked into his mouth by the red-clothed evil ghost. Then three pale white human-shaped smoke emerged from Quan Yaozu Niwan Palace and floated towards the red-clothed evil ghost again.

Zhu Qingsheng was shocked and an incredible thought flashed through: "This red-clothed evil ghost is absorbing the soul of Quan Yaozu!" Once it is absorbed, Quan Yaozu will die and will never be reborn. Thinking of this, we cannot delay it. We used all our strength to stab the red-clothed evil ghost.

A light sigh came, like a breeze blowing across the hills: "Why do you have to?"

This voice was very familiar, it was the voice of Master Sima Yuanji. Zhu Qingsheng turned around in surprise and saw a red light flashing, and nothing else was discovered.

"When will the revenge be repaid? Let go of the love, hate and love for the past seven years."

Zhu Qingsheng looked in the voice and said that his master Sima Yuan and his clothes were damaged, covered with gray opium, and his expression seemed a little depressed. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot of losses when he collided with the falling stone just now. He pushed a red light ball with his right hand, constantly rotating, slowly covering the red-clothed ghost. Quan Yaozu was saved. The clothes in front of him were broken open, like butterflies flying, and he fell to the ground in a coma.

The red light balls rotated interlaced and swallowed all the evil spirits in red into their bodies. All the pure and majestic Taoist true energy flowed, slowly dissipating the yin energy of the evil spirits in red.

The evil ghost in red realized the end, but he had no choice but to do anything here and suddenly started to whine loudly, full of despair, shrill, resentment, and grief. Zhu Qingsheng's chest was inexplicably sour. If it weren't for Quan Yaozu treating it like this during his lifetime, how could it have become like this?

Sima Yuanji sighed softly, his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Not far away, the mountain collapsed, and a strong wind blew. An object on Quan Yaozu's chest drifted with the wind, spreading in the air, slowly floating, with red paper and black letters on it, and two "appointments" embroidered with gold on the cover were particularly conspicuous.

The red-clothed ghost stopped, as if he had seen something.

That was the memory of seven years ago. All kinds of joy and joy, all kinds of sweet attachments, like the tender buds that broke through the ground in spring, pouring into my heart in an instant. The memories of the past are vivid in my mind, sweet, bitter, joyful, resentful... all kinds of tastes burst out.

She raised her head, as if she saw his voice, appearance and smile through the endless night sky, the low and gentle love words, the happy and shy smiles... That was all about him. She suddenly wanted to cry, and she wanted to cry sorrowfully in his arms, but she couldn't shed tears now.

She trembled and excitedly, and staggered forward. She let go of everything and wanted to find him, even if he was in the sky or in the cape.

She suddenly heard someone calling her: "Good girl, let's go." She raised her head in grief and saw him coming from the sky, with a blue shirt and silk scarf, full of energy, and a warm and shy smile on the corner of her mouth, just like when she first met her.

All the sad and resentful things have passed, and now she has returned to the original little girl of the fishing family.

She was filled with joy and joy, and she was filled with joy and joy. She slowly stretched out her right hand, gently, eternally, and reached out to him.

The rocks collapsed in the distance, and the fire waves rolled, and the deafening explosions kept coming. The flames surging from the sky, the yellow patches of Sima Yuan and Zhu Qingsheng were reflected. Just as the fire flashed, Zhu Qingsheng seemed to see the shadow of a woman in red dissipating like smoke and slowly disappeared. He was about to ask his master what was wrong, but suddenly a shocking sound was heard, and the eardrums were stimulating.

In Zhu Qingsheng's horrified gaze, with a "boom", the earth waves and fire waves rolled in. The mountain had broken from the middle, and the mountain was mixed with surging flames, pouring towards them.

Zhu Qingsheng couldn't help but be shocked: "Master, that mountain is about to collapse."

Sima Yuanji sighed, "The matter is over, let's go." With a stroke of his right hand, Kui Yang's parasol rose out of thin air. Sima Yuanji pulled Zhu Qingsheng and jumped up, pinched the trick with his left hand, and his true power surged all over his body.

Zhu Qingsheng glanced back and saw Quan Yaozu lying motionlessly on the ground, his chest undulating slightly, and he seemed to be breathing. Although he was doing many evil things and was self-inflicted, Zhu Qingsheng still couldn't have the idea of ​​harming him, and said anxiously: "Master, look at him still there."

Sima Yuanji sighed softly, "This man's fate is determined. Let's save him once, and it depends on himself in the future." The big sleeve of his right arm rolled up like a red horse craft crossing the sky, rolling Quan Yaozu around his waist, and at the same time he recited the magic trick. The Kui Yang Parasol dragged a fiery tail and flew towards the east at a very fast speed.

Zhu Qingsheng looked back and saw that most of the mountain had fallen to pieces, and the entire mountain had been engulfed by flames, like a huge and bright bonfire. As the pouring fell, fire balls fell down like dense rain, hitting the ground, rushing up waves of fire, which were even more dazzling and spectacular in the dark night.

Zhu Qingsheng looked at him in horror. He never expected that he would be so powerful. At the same time, he felt scared. If they fell into Quan Yaozu's trap, wouldn't they be buried in the sea of ​​fire?

Suddenly, a surprised voice came, and then he clapped his hands and laughed inexplicably. Zhu Qingsheng looked along the sound. Quan Yaozu woke up at some point, his hair was dirty and his eyes were dazed. He looked at the burning mountain and clumsyly clapping his hands and laughing.

Master Sima Yuanji's voice came from his ears: "Most of his soul was sucked away by the evil ghost in red, and from then on his mind was ruined, like a useless person. It was really a sin that God did, but it could be forgiven. People did evil, but they could not live..."

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In the early morning, the riversides on both sides were crowded with people, sweeping shoulder to shoulder, men, women, young and old, clamoring, pointing at the two black boats on the river surface and talking nonstop.

On the east bank, three and six feet away from the river surface, a square table was made, with a square cloth covered with apricot yellow cloth, embroidered with vermilion threads on all sides, and a three-legged incense burner was placed in the middle. Three cigarettes rose up slowly, and three blue-gray copper bells of different sizes were placed on the left. If you look carefully, you will find that the three seal characters "Heaven, Earth, and Man" were written on the sides, and one copper bell and one copper bell is written on them.

On the right is a black ruler, a small stack of talismans, three copper coins in the shape of "品" and tied with red lines. There is nothing else except that.

Zhu Qingsheng stood quietly, looking at the master who was standing in front of the case holding his breath and condensing his breath. He suddenly felt a little sad when he listened to the bustling noise around him. Since their master and disciple escaped from the sea of ​​fire with Quan Yaozu and explained everything to the government, the case that had been wronged for seven years finally got snow. Because this incident involved the Jinyiwei and the mysterious and terrifying ghosts, the county magistrate was not sure about it. He ordered his subordinates to keep a secret and took people to report to the higher authorities.

There is no airtight wall in the world. The Hongdan Mountain turns into a sea of ​​fire and collapses. How could the people around you not know about such an earth-shaking thing? Now you pass on one word and I pass on one word. The more you spread the matter, it becomes more and more evil. In the end, the mountain god is disgusted with the unjust case seven years ago. In anger, he pushed the mountain to warn everyone.

Sima Yuanji saw that the matter here was finally over. The murderer and the evil spirit were all over. It was time to leave. But the only thing that the corpses of Lu Jian and others who were buried in the water plants at the bottom of the river made him still worried. He found several bold and careful sailors, chose auspicious days, and prepared to salvage the corpses and buried them in their respective ancestral tombs, so that these unjust souls who had been wronged for seven years were buried. Unexpectedly, this matter was leaked. One was passed on to ten, ten was passed on to hundreds, and in the end so many people gathered here to see the fun.

The sun rose little by little, Zhu Qingsheng looked up, and just as his gaze passed by the highest wood fragrance and happened to see the red dot facing the center of the sun, the master suddenly opened his eyes, as if two rays of light burst out from his eyes.

"The way of heaven is vast, the way of human is vast, relieve my sorrow and be happy." At the same time, Sima Yuanhe suddenly slapped the incense table, and a red light came out of the palm of his palm. The smallest copper bell jumped up, hanging in the air with "Dingling" constantly ringing. On the side of the copper bell, the "human"-shaped seal characters became clearer. Sima Yuanhe's right index finger and middle finger were put together, and he pinched three talismans. The true power was at the same time. The three talismans began to rise. Just as Sima Yuanhe's last word fell, he waved his hand and threw the three talismans, and Hua burned violently in the air for a ball of flame.

Sima Yuanji's voice was not very loud, but it was clearly heard in the ears of everyone present. The noisy crowd suddenly calmed down and their eyes were cast.

The boatman on the riverside boat saw Sima Yuanji typing out the talisman and immediately pulled up his long shout: "Enter the river, you're caught!"

The sailors who had already prepared took off their shorts that were left to cover their bodies and exposed their dark torso. With the shouts of the boatman, they plunged into the water. Seeing that they were almost diving, the sailors on the boat pulled a long hemp rope fishing net apart and threw it into the water.

Zhu Qingsheng saw them plunging into the water and raised his heart. The water here is complicated and the water is overgrown. It would be better for these men to go down. But then he thought, these are good players who come and go in the wind and rain, and this place should not be considered difficult for them.

The copper bell was still ringing in the air with a "ding-ding-ring" sound. Sima Yuanhe closed his eyes, half holding his right hand in front of his chest, and his left hand was pinched and erected in the middle. The true force in his body flowed along the meridians and along the acupoints at the soles of his feet, sank into the ground like water waves.

Just as Zhu Qingsheng was staring at the surging water waves on the river, he suddenly heard the master chanting: "The way of heaven is vast, the way of human is vague, so I can scatter my worries and let me live forever." The copper bell marked with the "earth" seal characters followed closely. As Sima Yuanji's gesture turned, the copper bell in the "people" seal characters slowly fell on the incense table. The pattern of the "earth" seal characters slowly drew a pattern of Yin and Yang Pisces, suspended in Sima Yuanji's palm, and the sound of "dingling" in the "earth" seal characters slowly drew.

Sima Yuanji pinched three talismans again. When the firelight rose, he waved his hand and shot it underground in front of the incense table, in the shape of a "公" and burned a bunch of fire. He pinched it non-stop, drew a circle with his right hand, and pulled the three copper coins from the air, bounced into the center of the three talismans.

The three talismans that were originally burning secreted an extremely thin line of fire and quickly sank into the three copper coins along the ground. Strangely, the red lines on the three copper coins were not caused to burn and were always safe in the flames.

Zhu Qingsheng understood that this was the "Three Talents Soul Rest Formation" that Master had told him before. It was divided into three layers of "Heaven, Earth, and Human", which were specifically used to soothe the undead souls who refused to die. The first layer of the "Man" formation is usually used when starting to soothe the soul, and the second layer of the "Earth" formation is used to guide the soul. When the guide's instructions, the master has now started to use the second layer, which means that the sailors in the river have salvaged the bones and entered the finishing stage.

Suddenly, the sound of waves surging, the sailors of the two ships looked solemn, and there was no joy of salvage as usual. Instead, there was a hint of solemnity and fear between their eyebrows. Following the boss's gesture, they slowly closed the fishing net upwards.

"Hulala" sounded, and the men who had dived into the water came out one after another, with pale faces and climbed onto the black boat silently. Fortunately, they were safe and sound, and there was no one missing.

The people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait also noticed the changes, and were both expecting and frightened. They all raised their heads high and watched the changes in the river.

With a "wow", the fishing net finally came out of water. The people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were in a panic. They screamed in horror and couldn't help but retreat backwards.

The thick white bones, broken clothes, uncorroded flesh, swollen and brown limbs, most of the faces that were eaten by fish and shrimps, mixed with dirty and smelly river mud... It suddenly appeared, ruthlessly stimulating people's eyes, and couldn't bear it mentally, and suddenly bent down and vomited.

Sima Yuanji sighed softly, picked up the ruler gently, picked up three talismans, let them burn in their palms, and then turned into black ash and burned them all. He held the ruler tightly with both hands and said in a straight voice: "The way of heaven is vast, the way of humanity is vague, get rid of my fatigue, let me go." The ruler flashed with a lush light, flashed three times, and then dimmed.

The bosses of the two ships shouted loudly: "Catch the fishing nets and collect the ship!"

Zhu Qingsheng knew in his heart that at this point the "Three Talents of Rest" had completely ended, and the corpses could finally be buried in the soil...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the voices behind him, "Where is this beggar from? Why are there no rules..." "Hey, don't touch me, the clothes I just changed..." "Don't pay attention to him, just hide away, right?"

Looking back, a man with a unkempt beggar dressed in a slight look squeezed from the crowd with a smile. His body was dirty, his eyes were confused, and he was giggling, and he was talking nonsense: "Fire, there are fire everywhere, what a big fire, look at it, the mountains are full of fire, is it so good? Hehe..."

The beggar didn't care about it, squeezed through the crowd, and was still talking nonsense. When the people around him saw such a stinking and dirty beggar coming, they pinched their noses and hid aside. Who would both care about him?

Beggar walked to the river and saw the surging river water. He smiled and said, "There is water, there is water, you can use it to put out the fire..." He was about to bend down to hold it, but he happened to see two ships coming with more than ten rotten corpses. His face changed drastically, his muscles on his face were twisted, and he couldn't say anything horrified: "There is a ghost, come and save me, there is a ghost..." He turned around in a panic and squeezed into the crowd. Unexpectedly, the mud and sand on the shore were wet and slippery. He turned around too quickly and fell backwards. With a "thump", a big splash of water appeared. After struggling for a few times, he sank into the bottom of the river and never came up again.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly that the direction of the fall of Huazi happens to be where the corpses are picked up.

(End of Volume 1)

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