"Of course, no problem," Zhang Siheng said with a smile.
Zhang Meng and his three disciples went down the mountain. Wang Yao and Miao Sanding followed behind.
In a mountain village hundreds of miles away from Dragon Tiger Mountain, the old Taoist, his two disciples, and Liu Sifang were waiting at a house at the foot of the mountain. Some villagers who knew something came to ask.
"Taoist master, has the thing on the mountain been removed?"
"It has been suppressed and needs to be dealt with," the old Taoist master said.
"Oh."
There had been two waves of Taoist masters from Dragon Tiger Mountain. In the first wave, there was even one person who did not come down from the mountain. This made the villagers very worried. Some people even gave up their jobs and went to work in the fields. They were ready to move out of the mountain village.
"Uncle, what is in the ancient tomb?" Liu Sifang asked curiously.
"You can think of it as evil spirits," the old Taoist master replied.
"Evil spirits? Is there really such things in the world?"
"You have experienced it yourself. Do you still doubt it?" The old Taoist master took a sip of tea.
Today's trip to the mountain seemed to be more dangerous than dangerous. In fact, there were many dangers. The things in the tomb were beyond his imagination. Fortunately, he had brought the treasures from the mountain before he came. Otherwise, if he really came out unprepared, the three of them would not have been able to deal with it.
Now, he could only wait for the brothers on the mountain to come and bring the treasures from the Taoist temple.
At this time, Wang Yao and several Taoist masters from Dragon Tiger Mountain were on the way to the mountain village in a car.
"Taoist master, what is this?" Wang Yao pointed to a sword made of ancient coins carried by the headmaster.
"This is the Demon Subduing Sword," the old Taoist master said.
"It looks a bit old."
"It has a history of more than 400 years since the Ming Dynasty," the old Taoist master said.
"Is this sturdy?" Wang Yao looked at the copper coins that were connected by something. He did not know what they were made of. He felt that they were not very sturdy.
"They are sturdy. These copper coins are made with a special secret method. They are flexible and tough, and they are checked and replaced regularly."
"Oh, what is the principle of demon subduing?"
"It is all on these ancient copper coins," the old Taoist master said. "They have been blessed by the Taoist masters of the past generations. After a long time in the Taoist temple, they have spiritual energy...."
"Just like in the movies?"
"Hehe, not all of them." The old Daoist laughed.
After a few hours of driving, they arrived at the mountain village and met up with the old Taoist priest.
"Senior apprentice-brother."
"Junior Brothers, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Little He is a little injured. It's not a big deal."
"That's good," the Sect Leader said.
"Oh, this is Pharmacist Wang. He came here to help. Lin Feng's life is no longer in danger."
"Taoist priest."
"Very well. Are you also a cultivator?"
"Sort of."
After meeting one by one, the two groups of seven Daoists began to discuss how to get rid of the demon in the ancient tomb. Wang Yao quietly listened to them.
"Evil spirit? Is there really such a thing in this world? "
He really wanted to see what the so-called evil spirit looked like.
"Even so, we should use the Demon-subduing Mirror to suppress it, and then use the Demon-subduing Sword to get rid of it."
"That's right. I think so too."
It seemed to be very simple in theory, but it seemed to be very dangerous in action. This time, they had to go deep into the tomb.
"It's late today. Junior Brother and I will go to the mountain later to have a look. We will go to the tomb tomorrow to get rid of the demon."
"Okay."
After discussing the countermeasures, they began to divide the work.
When the two old Daoists went out, Wang Yao followed them.
"Benefactor, this demon is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and its methods are very strange. You must not act rashly later," Zhang Siheng said as they walked.
"Okay, I will listen to your arrangements," Wang Yao said.
They arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Wang Yao looked up at the mountain. It was very beautiful, but there was an indescribable aura. The closer he got, the stronger the feeling.
The shed stood there quietly. Wang Yao found that the trees and rocks around the shed were covered with talismans. He went forward to take a closer look. This was the first time he had seen such a thing. It was very novel.
"This is an ancient method passed down." The old Daoist walked up to him and introduced it.
"Can ordinary people draw it?"
"The materials used to draw the talismans are very particular," Wang Yao said. "There are also other requirements. Ordinary people draw it at most similar in appearance, but without the essence. At this time, even on Dragon Tiger Mountain, there are only 10 people who really know how to draw talismans. As for proficiency, as far as I know, there are only five people."
"Let's go in and have a look."
"Okay."
The three of them entered the shed. It was still the scene when the archaeologists evacuated. Some tools were not even taken away in time and were placed in the corner.
Wang Yao's eyes were attracted to the corner of the tomb that had been excavated. The evil spirit in the tomb was carved very lifelike and looked ferocious. Further behind the tomb door was covered with talismans. The color of the talismans was very yellow. It was the kind of yellow that had experienced the passage of time.
"The things inside are really not ordinary," Zhang Siheng said when he saw the scene.
"Yes, it has become like this in just two days," Wang Yao said.
There were 81 talismans drawn by himself. It was not the work of a day.
"Does he have to come out from the tomb door? Can't he come out from other places?" Wang Yao asked curiously.
"He can't come out," the old Daoist explained. "The designer of the tomb originally wanted to seal the things inside. Compared to the surroundings, the tomb was piled up with thick stones. Tomb robbers can't break it open."
"The tomb of the Ming Dynasty has been here for more than 400 years. What can survive for so long?" This was also what Wang Yao was most curious about.
"Resentment," the old Daoist who came first said after thinking for a moment.
"Resentment? What kind of person's resentment is so heavy that it doesn't dissipate after 400 years?"
"Maybe it doesn't want to dissipate, or maybe it's too heavy to dissipate. We'll know when the tomb is opened tomorrow."
The two old Daoists were still not at ease. They checked the surroundings of the tomb again and set up some things before going down the mountain.
That night, the group of people stayed in the mountain village.
That night, the police in the county town also came. The team leader saw Zhang Siheng very respectfully.
"Taoist Master."
"Ah, you can't call me that. Just call me old Daoist."
"Of course not, of course not," the team leader hurriedly said.
It could be seen that their respect for the Taoists from Dragon Tiger Mountain came from the bottom of their hearts.
"Taoist Master, how do you need us to cooperate this time?"
"No one is allowed to go up the mountain."
"OK."
"We'll take action tomorrow."
"I'll report to the station right away. The mountain will be closed tomorrow morning."
"Alright, thank you for your trouble."
"You're welcome."
The team leader left two policemen and a car and hurried back. He had other things to do.
"Taoist Master, is this not the first time you've worked together?"
"We worked together once before," Zhang Siheng said.
"Also a ghost?"
"Well, kind of."
"What was it then?"
"Well, a wandering ghost." Zhang Siheng thought for a moment and said, "It's not as troublesome as this time."
Nothing happened that night. Early the next morning, many policemen came to the mountain village and directly closed the mountain.
"Is this appropriate?" Wang Yao asked.
"Yes," Zhang Siheng said. "If we can't handle it and there is a problem, then the people here will have to evacuate."
"Is it that serious?"
"If these things are not handled properly, it will cause very terrible consequences. After all, conventional means and methods can't deal with them, such as swords and guns."
"Brother, we're ready."
"OK, let's go up the mountain."
Wang Yao went up the mountain with the Taoists. Miao Sanding and Liu Sifang stayed at the foot of the mountain as usual, but this time they had more partners with them. They were the people's police.
"Brother, why does a doctor like him go up?" Liu Sifang asked.
"He's not just a doctor," Miao Sanding said. "I hope this time he can completely solve the problem." He had seen Wang Yao's medical skills, but he didn't know about his other skills. Judging from the attitude of the Taoist master on Dragon Tiger Mountain, Miao Sanding guessed that Wang Yao had other skills. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked to talk to Miao Sanding alone and treated him differently from ordinary people.
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