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Chapter 38 Ghost King Mastiff (3)

"I have also repeatedly investigated it many times before, but I really didn't find anything wrong. But since I had agreed to Quan Guangyuan, how could I leave without permission? It was not until the Yin hour that I suddenly heard a violent and ferocious roar. It was only then that I understood Quan Guangyuan's 'good intentions'. Unfortunately, it was too late at that time."

Zhu Qingsheng suddenly remembered the violent yin energy he felt just now. Is it the one that Songbai Taoist said?

I heard the Songbai Taoist slowly say, "The roar is so violent and tight. I am afraid that the tiger who has been hungry for a day and a night will not have this roar. I was shocked and stood up, subconsciously flying up to the eaves and looking at the back hall."

"It turned out that there was a majestic and ferocious ghost king mastiff in the back hall. I have heard of this kind of mastiff before. There are no such mastiffs. They are not passed down from generation to generation, but are born from Tibetan mastiffs with a very small chance of transformation. This ghost king mastiff is extremely warlike and majestic and violent. It is difficult for one to appear within a hundred years. Unexpectedly, I will encounter one."

Zhu Qingsheng also remembered that this mastiff is extremely fierce, regardless of the owner and criminals, and bites it whenever he sees it. Its face looks very much like a ghost face, so it is called the Ghost King Mastiff. According to legend, wolves who are good at fighting have to walk around when they see it, which shows how terrible it is.

Zhu Qingsheng's mind flashed through his mind that the broken limbs of the Songbai Taoist looked like he had just now. Could it be...

Sure enough, I heard the Taoist Songbai continue to say: "The Ghost King Mastiff seemed to be filled with a drug, and his spirit was still depressed, but its violent aura had already been emitted. At that time, I was standing on the roof, and it was dawn. The surrounding terrain was clear at a glance. I immediately felt that the Feng Shui here was wrong, but before I could react, the Ghost King Mastiff was so hungry that he rushed up to the eaves a few times and had already rushed over..."

Speaking of this, the Taoist Songbai stopped talking. Zhu Qingsheng also understood that the next thing must be that the ghost king mastiff was so hungry that he treated the Taoist Songbai as food, so naturally, there was a fierce battle. So when the Taoist Songbai came out, he looked so thick that he was so broken.

But how did that ghost king mastiff come from, and why did it deal with the Songbai Taoist?

Taoist Songbai seemed to see the question in his heart and said, "Little benefactor, I just said that whenever there are evil and sad ghosts, you can use talismans and magic tools to suppress them. But once the Feng Shui reverses and the fortune is bad, you have to use human souls to suppress them. It cannot be the soul of ordinary people. It must be the soul of a monk with great Taoism and profound cultivation."

"One of the reason why people who practice Taoism and Buddhism are pure in their souls and just suppress bad luck. Secondly, after practicing for a long time, they will naturally have the effect of deterring evil. I am not talented, but I have practiced for most of my life. Because of this, I was targeted by Quan Guangyuan. I don't know whether it is honor or unlucky."

Speaking of this, Zhu Qingsheng also understood Quan Guangyuan's intention. He must have seen that Feng Shui here is very bad and there is no room for reversal. He asked several famous Feng Shui masters or evil sect masters to give some advice. He knew that using the Taoist practitioners to suppress the souls of Buddhist practitioners would have an effect here. He thought that Songbai Taoist, but he thought that monks like Songbai Taoist would not easily enter the secular world, so he set up this situation to invite Songbai Taoist, and Songbai Taoist would definitely not refuse.

As for why he took great pains to get a ghost king mastiff, he did not dare to attack the Songbai Taoist directly, but could not attack the Songbai Taoist. He did not have the courage in front, but was afraid that he would ruin his reputation and let others know that he had harmed innocent monks. The government and Taoism would definitely pursue it, and it would not be easy from now on. If it was a beast and a beast that harmed his life, it would have little to do with him.

Although he knew the result and saw the Taoist Songbai just now, Zhu Qingsheng couldn't help asking: "Master, what happened later? What about that ghost king mastiff?"

The Taoist Songbai smiled bitterly and said, "I have been fighting with the Ghost King Mastiff for a long time. Although the Ghost King Mastiff is violent and warlike, I always have some reliance on my hands, including peach wood sword and talismans. I fought with the Ghost King Mastiff in no way. In the end, I was bitten by it and I stabbed the entire peach wood sword into his neck and died together."

These words were easy to say, but Zhu Qingsheng understood that the incident must be extremely dangerous. The ghost king mastiff was fierce and bloodthirsty and hungry, so it would be impossible to fight with it.

Zhu Qingsheng suddenly remembered something and said, "Since it has been past sixty years, why has the Taoist priest not gone to the underworld to reborn with a fetal birth?"

Songbai Taoist sighed and said, "Then Quan Guangyuan had already arranged evil magic here before I came. No one who died here would enter the underworld. He was bound and bound by this formation until the Feng Shui here improved again and the bad luck was removed from him. I could still persist at it at first, but year after year, my original soul was wrapped in layers of resentment and hatred, losing my original mind, and became a lonely ghost in a daze. Fortunately, my benefactor came in time and saved my life." After saying that, he bowed deeply.

After hearing the causes and consequences, Zhu Qingsheng finally understood the past sixty years ago, jumped down from the beam and said, "Where is the rich man, have you ever been back?"

Songbai Taoist said, "Oh, why are he coming back to do? My soul is trapped by this evil method, just suppressing the broken Feng Shui here. From then on, bad luck will not be affected by him. Why don't you run farther away as soon as possible?"

"Does that Taoist priest know how to break the evil magic here? You can go and break it for it, and Taoist priest will be free."

Taoist Songbai could hardly believe his ears. His heart was excited and ecstatic, and his tone changed: "Little benefactor, please, please say it again, I didn't hear it clearly just now."

Zhu Qingsheng said slowly: "Does Taoist Master know how to break this formation? I am willing to go there." This sentence was first out of his original intention. Master Sima Yuan and his often educated him to "rescue good people in danger and help the lonely people in helping them." He always kept it in his heart. The second thing he remembered that Lu Jian and his group met last night. After his death, his soul was trapped under the water. He was eaten by fish and shrimp all day long and could not be reborn. He felt sorry for him and decided to help the pine and cypress Taoist.

The Taoist Songbai was overjoyed, and his soul floated a little. He bowed to the end and said, "In this way, I really want to thank my little benefactor more. I have been trapped here for more than 60 years and have long thought of a way to break this formation. You are out of the gate and heading south. It is thirty-six feet away. On the mud ground between the three plum blossoms, the heart of this formation is. If you break it, you will be much easier to do."

(End of this chapter)
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