After praying for blessings, they still didn't see anything strange, so the two got up and walked out of the hall.
"Now there's only this peach wood talisman left." Gu Mang picked up the peach talisman with golden tassels and looked around. "How do we use this?"
"The talisman seller said there's a tree behind the temple, so we can just hang it on the tree."
They took the talisman and walked a hundred meters out of the temple. After turning a corner, they saw an ancient peach tree towering into the sky. Its green canopy was majestic, and its trunk was thick and strong. It would take seven or eight adult men to wrap their arms around it. Most of the old tree's trunk was pressed against the desolate old wall. It was like a single tree forming a forest with its roots intertwined. A few well-dressed young men and women were praying around it, and then they hung peach wood talismans filled with their thoughts on the tree's lower branches. When the wind blew, the tassels fluttered, and the hundreds and thousands of wooden talismans made a crisp sound as they collided with each other. Together with the fragrance of the distant candles in the temple, it was a solemn scene.
Gu Mang stared at the tree for a long time and vaguely felt a hidden evil aura. He glanced sideways at Mo Xi and saw that Mo Xi was also examining the body of the ancient tree with a solemn expression.
"You feel it too?" Gu Mang asked him in a low voice.
"No wonder there's nothing strange in the temple. There's something strange about the tree behind the temple."
Mo Xi brushed his long fingers against the rough tree boils. He closed his eyes and listened for a long time. Then he slowly opened his eyes and shook his head.
"It's not a tree demon."
Gu Mang also reached out his hand to judge. "It's true. This spiritual current doesn't seem like a demon, but more like …"
"It's a ghost."
Gu Mang raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xi's handsome face. After a while, he smiled and said, "Good. You're a new disciple, but you're not much worse than the others in the school."
Mo Xi ignored him and said, "Ghosts won't show themselves during the day. Let's hang the talisman as it wishes first. We'll see what it does at night." As he spoke, he took out a brush and ink from his Qiankun bag. But when he really hung his wrist above the peach talisman, Mo Xi paused.
He didn't know what to write.
Young master Mo couldn't be blamed for this. There were only two types of books in the Mo clan's study, namely books on magic and literature. Let alone those romantic novels, he hadn't even read any poems related to love.
Gu Mang, on the other hand, was very considerate. He volunteered, "How about I write it? I won't do anything stupid. "
Mo Xi glanced at him, seeming to be caught between trust and distrust. Then, he handed both the brush and the wooden talisman to Gu Mang. This time, Gu Mang didn't mess around. He bit the end of his pen and pondered seriously for a while. His gaze flashed like a butterfly's wings as he glanced at the thousands upon thousands of Peach Talismans that were already hanging on the ancient wood.
The wishes of the predecessors swayed lightly under the mottled sunlight, and the sound of wooden plaques colliding with each other was like the uncontrollable whispers between lovers. The handwriting on those plaques was either new or old, simple or elegant, and it was full of the world's affectionate feelings.
On those old tablets, some people still wrote, "Who knows the love between the phoenix mirror and the flower branch?", while others dipped their brushes in the brush, "How can I refuse to die if I succeed?" …
But these feelings were too grand. Gu Mang knew that it was okay to play around with Mo Xi, but it was inappropriate to write such a solemn oath of eternal love.
So Gu Mang thought for a while, and finally only wrote four words:
"May I always accompany you."
It wasn't perfunctory, so it wouldn't make the evil spirit feel strange. But it didn't seem that deep either. It was much more reserved than those white-haired, new-born couples.
Gu Mang smiled and raised his head to ask Mo Xi, "How about this?"
"Don't be so perfunctory. Did I write it well?"
"…" Mo Xi said, "I'll hang it up."
"Don't move, wait a moment." Gu Mang stopped him, "I still need to add something."
Then he wrote two small words on the edge of the peach wood talisman, "Gu Mang."
"It's your turn." Gu Mang handed the brush and wooden talisman to Mo Xi.
"… What should I do?"
Gu Mang opened his eyes wide, "Write the name. What else can you do? Don't tell me you want to add a sentence, 'If there is no hatred in my eyes, I don't believe that there will be white hair in the world', or 'When we are alive, we will return to each other, and when we die, we will miss each other forever'? "
These lines made Mo Xi frown and say, "I won't add anything." He put away the brush and ink, got up and found a place to hang the peach wood talisman. Gu Mang couldn't take it anymore. He followed behind him and shouted angrily,
"Brother, you can't be like this. How can I be the only one? I'm at a disadvantage, okay? No, you have to write one for me. If you don't, I'll write one … Mo Xi! Stop right there! "
In the end, Gu Mang helplessly sat on the roots of the ancient tree, which were almost like rocks, and rolled his eyes, "Okay, okay, okay. You hang it up. I'm a great person who doesn't mind petty people. Senior brother can hold a boat in his stomach … Ouch!"
After saying that, he realized that he had misspoken. He hurriedly turned his face away and kept silent.
Fortunately, Mo Xi was standing upright under the luxuriant branches. He was concentrating on hanging the peach wood talismans between the piles of peach wood talismans. He didn't notice that Gu Mang had just said "senior brother". After he finished hanging the talisman and made sure that it was tightly tied and wouldn't fall down, he turned his head and asked Gu Mang, "What did you say?"
Gu Mang muttered, "Nothing."
"It's just a wish. There's no need to sign it. Gods and ghosts can see who made the wish. These pilgrims aren't cultivators so they don't know this. That's why they wrote their names on the wooden tablets. "Mo Xi walked towards him and looked down at him," Why are you imitating them? "
Gu Mang said righteously, "I think it's more dignified for them to do this. I'm seriously fooling the old ghost. Am I wrong? "
"… No."
"Then it's fine." Gu Mang stood up, stretched, and kicked the mud and stones under his feet, "Okay, let's call it a day. Let's find an inn to rest. We'll see how it goes at night."
That night, they stayed at the Longevity Inn. This small town wasn't very rich. Most of the townspeople didn't travel far all year round. They hadn't seen the world and didn't care about their own lives. Although they had earned some money from the pilgrims in the past three or four years, they couldn't change anything. So even though Eldest Young Master Mo had asked for the best room in the inn, his conditions still couldn't make him happy.
"Why weren't you so picky when we were at Miss Su's house yesterday?"
"That's for lodging."
"You weren't so picky when we were sleeping under the tree."
"It's because we're in a hurry."
Gu Mang looked at Mo Xi who was coldly examining the table, chairs, and bedding. He blinked his black eyes and there was a trace of amusement and helplessness in them, "Hey, I think the bed in this inn is quite big. It can fit three people. The tea set and teacups are also very clean. It's not as shabby as you say. "
As he spoke, he reached out and touched the Phoenix Spirit in the porcelain vase on the table. He smiled and said, "Look, there are even flowers in the room."
Mo Xi glanced at him. Seeing that he was really content and happy, he paused for a moment but didn't say anything in the end.
In the blink of an eye, it was late at night. The two of them packed up and returned to the village temple in the suburbs.
Lotus Town was a place where magic was not popularized. There wasn't even a single cultivator in the town. Naturally, it lacked the magic of illumination at night. At night, the night owls in the wilderness screeched strangely and the fields around the tombstone were full of phosphorescence. There was no trace of anyone at all.
They moved stealthily and soon came to the back of the village temple. The ancient peach tree in the night was like a ghost that crawled out of hell. Its branches were towering and its trunk was crooked. Even the distant and quiet sound of wooden tablets colliding during the day added a sense of desolation and treachery to the night wind.
Gu Mang and Mo Xi hid in the darkness. When they came out, they rubbed some refined tombstone dirt on the back of their hands. It could suppress the Yang Qi in their body to the minimum. Gu Mang carefully sensed the spiritual current nearby for a while and said, "It's indeed getting stronger. According to this, the ghost should show its true body at midnight."
After pausing for a moment, Gu Mang said to Mo Xi in a rare serious tone, "By the way, I know that you pure-blooded nobles have all kinds of good weapons passed down in your family. But the trial ring on your hand will restrict you from using any high-level weapons. So you must be careful. If something happens, remember to call me."
Mo Xi glanced at him and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Gu Mang's serious tone changed into a shameless smile in a moment, "If you call me, I can run away quickly."
The night dew was getting thicker. A bright moon peeked out from behind the thin clouds. It was midnight.
Under the ancient peach tree, there was still a deathly silence. As time passed, they still didn't see any abnormalities. Just as the two began to doubt their own judgment, they suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the mound not far away.
Gu Mang lowered his body, and a black shadow slowly gathered. It rose from the ground and slowly formed a blurry human figure. The human figure dragged its sticky steps and swayed towards the ancient peach tree. Its mouth made a gurgling sound, as if it was chanting some ancient curse.
As he chanted, the mahogany tokens hanging on the ancient tree began to flutter rhythmically, one to the left and one to the right. Then, the tokens began to flow with a faint red light, rushing to gather on the "person". There wasn't any wind at night, but at this moment, there were suddenly thousands of leaves and thousands of sounds, which overflowed in the wilderness.
"Is it absorbing the tree spirit?" Gu Mang muttered to himself. Then he shook his head, "No, it's impossible. How can an ordinary ghost absorb the thousand-year-old tree spirit … then this sound is …"
Mo Xi suddenly said, "This isn't the sound of leaves. Listen carefully again. "
Gu Mang held his breath and concentrated. After a moment, he suddenly understood, "It's desire!"
It turned out that the sounds were low and chaotic. At first, it sounded like the rustling of plants and trees. But after listening carefully, it was actually countless broken voices mixed together. There were men and women speaking, and their tones were either affectionate or sincere.
Some were very shy,
"May we be husband and wife forever."
"We'll be together forever and never leave each other."
Some were very funny,
"Zhang Dazhuang will love Sun Lianlian forever. If I break my vow, I'll die."
"If I, Jiang Xiaomao, let Lu Wanshu down, then let me slaughter pigs in my next life."
Some were the kind of lingering love poems that Gu Mang had seen during the day, such as "The mountain has no edges, the heaven and the earth are united, and I dare to break up with you", "May we be birds that fly together in the sky, may we be branches that tie together", and so on.
At this moment, the love of countless men and women in the peach talisman was awakened. It rushed like a flood to the treacherous figure standing under the tree. The figure grew bigger and bigger, and its appearance became clearer and clearer. With a gust of wind, it suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted. Its body burst into a dazzling red light.
When the light gradually disappeared, there was already a short, stooped, and wretched man standing on the mound — no, this should not be called a man, but a male corpse. The male corpse was naked and dripping with blood. He smacked his lips and burped, then slowly turned his head.
"…!!"
Gu Mang's first reaction was that he was afraid that Junior Brother Mo would be scared. He wanted to reach out and cover his mouth, but before he could raise his hand, he was covered from behind.
"Ugh …"
"Don't shout." Mo Xi stared at the male corpse vigilantly and calmly. He whispered in Gu Mang's ear, "He will find us."
Gu Mang did not know whether to laugh or cry. On the other hand, he was surprised that this young nobleman could be so calm and reliable. He was a little amazing.
However, these thoughts just flashed through his mind. His attention quickly turned to the male corpse. The male corpse was really disgusting. The bridge of his nose was sunken, his eyes were wretched, and his face was full of abscesses. What was even more chilling was that the thing at his waist had been shredded into bloody shreds like a cucumber. With every step he took, the shreds of meat would tremble. It was a vivid and unique sight.
The corpse swayed for a while, sniffing left and right. Suddenly, his bloody lips split open and he giggled. His voice was like a pig's bladder that had been flattened, "It smells so good. There is so much fragrance of cosmetics. It seems that many pretty little beauties came during the day today. Hey hey hey hey hey."
Suddenly, he blew a breath, and a fishy wind blew in the wilderness. Then, under the ancient peach tree, vague figures appeared, either sitting or standing. Gu Mang's eyes were sharp, so he recognized those figures immediately. He murmured, "Are they the pilgrims who appeared during the day? … Why did he make their shadows appear? "
The answer soon came. He saw the cucumber shuttling back and forth among the pilgrims' shadows. After a while, he looked at the girl's shadow and said with disdain, "You are too fat."
Then, he quickly looked at another girl and said, "But you are too thin."
The cucumber shuttled back and forth quickly. After looking at more than ten girls in a row, he was not satisfied. He panted, and the anger in his voice became more obvious. This time, his voice did not sound like a pig's bladder that had been flattened, but like a pig's bladder that had been poked and filled with urine. He spat in exasperation, "Damn it, you are so ugly, yet you still have the nerve to put on makeup?"
"This pockmarked face is like a pomegranate skin that has been turned inside out! Let me see what you are wishing for … Eh, 'Sun Lang will love me forever'. If I were Sun Lang, I would be blind to love you. "
"Ugly freak, ugly freak, I'm so disappointed to see you! Wow, this auntie is at least forty-five years old. She is even older than I was when I died. Why is she still praying for fate and children at such an old age? Shameless! "
Gu Mang, "…"
Mo Xi, "…"
The two looked at each other. Gu Mang said, "To be honest, I want to beat him up."
Mo Xi shook his head, "Wait a little longer."
Brother Cucumber continued to wander around with his innumerable strands of hair. After a while, he saw a few beautiful women. Only then did his tone soften. However, even when he softened his tone, it was not pleasant to hear. It still sounded like a pig's bladder. This time, it was a bladder that was filled to the brim, as if a monkey was in a hurry to vent the flood.
"This small waist is quite strong, I can have it."
"This one is not bad, pure. And there is a mole at the corner of her eye. She is really charming, hehehe. "
Every time he saw someone, he patted that person's shadow. The shadow slowly melted into his body, as if it was made into some kind of special mark. Other than that, he did not forget to comment on the wishes of these girls, either ridiculing or obscene.
"Oh, you want to grow old with your husband and have children and grandchildren around your knees." After Brother Cucumber finished reading a woman's wish on a peach talisman, he chuckled and said, "I can't have children and grandchildren around my knees. As long as I possess you, your husband will die within three months to a year. However, you have a pretty face. I can use your man's body to sleep with you and leave you a child. Hahaha."
As he spoke, he bared his teeth and kissed the woman's illusion. He said obscenely, "Beauty, aren't you going to thank your good husband?"
Hearing what he said, Mo Xi and Gu Mang's expressions suddenly changed.
Possess …?
In that instant, they were enlightened. This way, the rumors that Su Qiao told them were all connected.
Gu Mang murmured, "The so-called desire for children is actually the evil corpse possessing the woman's husband's body to take advantage of those girls. This ghost is of the sexual nature. Under its spiritual influence, it is indeed easy for men and women to get pregnant. But the price is very high. If an ordinary man can't find the root of the disease, he will be possessed by the evil ghost and his vital energy will be greatly damaged. Within a year, he will die of exhaustion. "
He looked up at Mo Xi, "That's why the local temple's desire for children is related to the wife's appearance and has nothing to do with the man. That's why those men will die strangely. That's why Miss Su said that this is not a good temple, but an evil one. "
"It all makes sense …"
After hearing Gu Mang's three "so's", Mo Xi did not answer quickly. After a moment of silence, he said, "No, it doesn't all make sense. The couple who went missing in Chong Hua Merchant House were missing. Originally, only the husband should have passed away, but the wife and husband disappeared together. " He frowned and cast his gaze on Cucumber Thread from afar, "Why is only this pair special?"
Gu Mang scratched his head, "Sigh, you're right. Let's continue to look."
They continued to watch. That Brother Cucumber had spent the time it took for an incense stick to burn, and it could be said that he had finished looking at all the girls who had come to pay their respects today. He had also marked those that needed to be marked. Thus, this dead man waved his hand, dispersing the remaining afterimages that had not been marked. Then, he pinched his fingers and muttered something.
"Hmm, a total of fourteen girls passed." He snorted in a high-pitched voice, "It's not too good, but not too bad. Five girls in one night, then I only need three nights … No, three nights is one less … Then I only need two nights. Damn, there are a few more girls in two nights. Sigh, I don't care. Anyway, I only need two nights and three nights, then I'll sleep with all these girls! Haha, hahaha! "
After laughing heartily, Shredded Cucumber muttered to himself, "Who should I start with for this wave of attacks? The girls I played with two days ago were all soft and delicate girls. It's time for me to change my taste. Why don't I pick the spiciest one among them to try … "As he spoke, he blew on the grass in front of him. Many shadows swept across the grass in front of him and finally fixed on a hazy figure.
"Alright, it's you!" Cucumber Thread slapped at the figure. The red light was like a flower bursting, and the figure went from blurry to clear. A tall figure with a strong aura appeared in the night.
It was actually Gu Mang's appearance during the day!
Gu Mang, "…"
Mo Xi, "…"
Cucumber Thread walked around Gu Mang's shadow and suddenly muttered, "Eh? This chick is hot, but why do I feel like there's something wrong with her? "
Gu Mang knew that something was wrong. After a person consumed the Appearance Changing Powder, they would change their appearance according to their original appearance. In a short period of time, their body and appearance would reach the desired appearance of the opposite sex. Among all the methods of disguise, the Form Changing Powder was the most advanced. Normal people would not be able to tell at all. However, this pervert was obviously not a normal person. The number of women he had seen was probably several times more than his inextricable string of silk, so he could vaguely sense that something was wrong with Gu Mang.
Fortunately, because the Form Changing Powder was a forbidden drug, it was controlled by the Chong Hua Imperial Palace. Unless it was absolutely necessary, it wouldn't be easily distributed to cultivators. Therefore, this kind of situation was very rare. Even the old pervert Cucumber Shreds didn't think of this point.
He muttered, "Maybe it's because it's too spicy? Look at his waist and legs. His muscles are tight. He seems to be good at fighting. " As Old Cucumber spoke, he walked around the virtual shadow and grinned maliciously. "Looks interesting enough. It's exciting enough."
It had always been Gu Mang who played hooligan with others. This time, someone actually dared to play hooligan with him. It was really outrageous.
Gu Mang gritted his teeth and said, "Don't stop me! I want to beat him up until his name is no longer in the Book of Life and Death! "
Mo Xi said, "Let's wait a little longer."
After looking at Gu Mang, Shredded Cucumber turned to look at Mo Xi's phantom, who was beside Gu Mang. "Her lover is quite young and handsome." Suddenly, he thought of something and beamed with delight. However, the smile on his bloody face was too hideous.
"I can't let this man's body go to waste. If I go out with this face, I can be a rapist. Even if I go into the house and grab a pretty girl to mess with, I think she won't resist. Hehehe, wonderful, wonderful!"
Mo Xi: "…"
Gu Mang raised his eyebrows. "Are we still waiting?"
Mo Xi didn't answer. He lowered his eyes and adjusted his wrist guard. Before Gu Mang could react, a silver light suddenly flowed out — the hidden weapon box was pulled, and an arrow was shot directly at the pervert's brain! Then, Young Master Mo's body moved as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the corpse ghost. He raised his leg and kicked hard. His leather boots embedded with iron skin broke the corpse ghost's skin and flesh. In an instant, the corpse ghost was kicked to the chest and fell down!
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