"Is this … a coffin?"
Daoist Master Black River gripped his horsetail whisk artifact tightly. His voice was trembling. "Why … why is it so … demonic?"
Dong dong!
Dong dong!
A dull knocking sound pulled everyone's thoughts back to reality.
Monk Yuan Kong was stunned. He kept kowtowing as if he had seen Buddha.
His bald head smashed heavily on the stone bricks, giving off a dull sound. It was as if he had struck a bell.
In just an instant, his forehead was a bloody mess. White bones could be seen.
"Hehe, hehe!"
Chung Shen-soo heard the sound of teeth chattering.
He glanced sideways and saw that Lu Jianping's face was pale. However, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Righteous Qi of Heaven and Earth!"
Scholars had a scholarly aura. If they could truly read a book and understand its essence, they would be able to cultivate righteous Qi.
When it came to dealing with ordinary demons and evil ghosts, a single shout was always effective.
However, Monk Yuan Kong did not stop at all. Daoist Master Black River felt his scalp go numb.
Chung Shen-soo was able to awaken the two of them. It was the true sound of thunder from Daoist Master Black River.
Although this scholar had some righteous Qi, how could a drop of water extinguish a fire? How could a flame burn the ocean?
Bang!
After another heavy collision, Monk Yuan Kong maintained his kowtowing posture and froze there motionlessly.
"He's dead …"
Daoist Master Black River's expression suddenly became determined. He waved his horsetail whisk.
Tens of thousands of thin threads suddenly expanded, like a spider web, trapping the surroundings.
Silver threads appeared, trapping the coffin.
"This is my Broken Dragon Horsetail Whisk. It's made from the skin of a hundred-year-old python and the silk of a spider demon. It's specially made to suppress ghosts!"
Daoist Master Black River had just said two sentences when he suddenly stopped.
He saw his horsetail whisk breaking inch by inch. In the end, all that was left was a bare handle. His face suddenly became extremely distorted. "This damned coffin is everything I have!"
Dong dong!
At this moment, the strange knocking sound was heard again.
Chung Shen-soo pulled Lu Jianping and shook the white banner. A cloud of black smoke came out and isolated the sound from the outside world.
"Fellow Daoist … I didn't expect you to be so wealthy. This magic tool has at least three layers of restrictions. It's an extraordinary item."
After Daoist Black River broke through, he immediately came over to seek protection.
Chung Shen-soo enveloped the surroundings with black smoke, his expression extremely grave.
Rumble!
In the next moment, a certain impact landed on the black smoke, causing it to deform and part of it to disperse.
It was as if there was a ferocious beast outside trying to break through this layer of defense that was on the verge of collapse.
"It's going to break, it's going to break."
Lu Jianping looked at the gradually thinning black mist, a look of panic on his face.
"Don't be afraid."
Chung Shen-soo let out a long laugh. He shook the broken white banner in his hand. Immediately, a plume of black smoke appeared and filled in the gap. "Let's go."
When they came, there were four people, but when they left, only three people escaped from the courtyard in a sorry state.
Bang!
After the door was closed, Daoist Black River picked up the broken yellow talisman on the ground with the speed of a hungry dog pouncing on its prey. He placed his palm on the door and muttered, "Your disciple is unfilial. Master, please don't blame me, please don't blame me!"
Bang!
A ferocious impact was felt.
In the next moment, the talisman spontaneously combusted, and the door opened with a loud bang. It hit Daoist Black River's forehead, causing him to fly backward and bleeding from his head.
"Ouch … it hurts so much."
Daoist Black River scrambled and hid behind Chung Shen-soo. "Fellow Daoist, save me."
"The resentment in this coffin is condensed and not dissipated. It's extraordinary … It doesn't look like it was formed by coincidence. Instead, it looks like it was specially arranged."
Chung Shen-soo shook the banner and said solemnly, "What perverted thief? There's a big problem with this."
"The best way to resolve the resentment is to find the real culprit!"
Lu Jianping's eyes lit up. "Daoist Priest Xian Yun, are you saying that the real culprit is still in the manor? That makes sense … Only someone close to Miss Mei Rui would be able to give birth to her. "
His mind worked quickly as he recalled everything that had happened. Old Crane, Zhang Tiezhong, and all sorts of faces appeared in his mind.
"Who's the real culprit?!"
"If we don't find out who this coffin is, I'm afraid the entire manor or even the entire village will be destroyed …"
"Old Crane is old and weak. It's not possible … Then, could it be Zhang Tiezhong? He's a guard, knows martial arts, and is full of vigor and vigor … "
"Other than that, any adult male who could come into contact with Miss Mei Rui is a suspect …"
Lu Jianping hated himself for not having the innate talent of being a constable. He could not think of the real culprit in such a short period of time.
"Why do we need to find the real culprit?"
Chung Shen-soo had been watching from the side. Suddenly, he laughed coldly. "I think everyone in this manor is innocent!"
"What did you say?"
Lu Jianping looked at Chung Shen-soo in shock. He saw Daoist Master Cloud Dreamer shake the banner, and a plume of black smoke rose into the sky and spread in all directions.
Black ropes protruded from the ground like venomous snakes. They accurately hit the servants, maids, and even the masters and madams.
Immediately after, the spirits were directly pulled out and entered the flag, transforming into countless human faces.
Some were screaming in pain, some were begging, some were cursing, and so on.
"This … this …"
Lu Jianping and Daoist Master Black River were dumbfounded.
What kind of cultivation base did he have to capture the souls of everyone in the manor in an instant?
Chung Shen-soo ignored them. He immediately cast a spell, and a layer of black flames appeared on the banner, burning the souls.
"No …"
"God damn it …"
"Spare me …"
"Everything was done by the master. It has nothing to do with us …"
Chung Shen-soo's expression was calm. He looked at Zhang Tiezhong's face, which changed from begging to ferocious, and then disappeared.
He then saw Old Crane, who looked like an old man. This old man clearly had a cultivation base, but his magic power was like a firefly. He could be squashed to death with a little force.
In an instant, the entire manor was annihilated.
Chung Shen-soo dispersed the black smoke expressionlessly. As expected, he saw the coffin. It was still circling around, unwilling to leave.
"The resentment is still lingering. You've killed the wrong person."
Lu Jianping sighed.
"Don't be afraid of killing the wrong person. I'll just keep killing."
Chung Shen-soo looked around with a smile and muttered to himself, "This family is related to Daoist Master Black River's master. Daoist Master, you can't escape responsibility."
Daoist Master Black River wanted to run as soon as he said that.
However, Chung Shen-soo reached out and grabbed Daoist Master Black River. Five huge hands made of black smoke grabbed Daoist Master Black River and extracted his soul.
With a slight refinement, his soul was destroyed.
Lu Jianping was so scared that he fell to the ground.
At that moment, he saw the coffin suddenly stop moving. It was no longer ferocious.
Suddenly, a Buddhist chant seemed to ring in his ears.
"The sea of bitterness has no bounds. Repent and the shore is at hand!"
The surroundings became hazy. The buildings disappeared and turned into a forest.
Hidden in the dense forest, a corner of a yellow tile appeared lightly.
It was a dilapidated temple. On the plaque was written — Baoguang Temple!
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