The death of the silence is an extremely rare grievance, even in ancient records.

In ancient times, the meaning of the word "未" represents "未", and death represents "death". It is often used after the word "未". The meaning of death after death after illness means death after illness is now.

I remember there was such a passage in "The Legend of Clouds".

"The people who die of illness are all resentful."

"On the day when the dip is gone, Yin Chong died of illness in the human body, and the soul turned into evil souls."

(Note: Diji means rainy days, it is an onotropic word.)

"The Taoist uses art to nourish it, and the soul that dies will become evil in three days and transform into a shadow."

This is the only written record I have ever seen related to death. Unfortunately, the record does not explain in detail what this thing has, nor does it say how to deal with them.

Having said that, this kind of grievance is very special, and its speciality is its form.

Although the demons of the soul and evil spirits are characterized by evil spirits and can walk through walls and ground, they are indeed entities, which means they can be seen by people with their naked eyes and touched with their hands, which is exactly the same as the corpse of a corpse.

When I was a child, the old man told me some rumors about death. Most of them were told to scare me at night. I can’t tell whether it is true or not. I just remember a short story told by the old man, which left a deep impression on me.

"When I was young, I went to Guangdong. I went to a village, just to help my friends deal with a few injustices." When the old man told me this story, his face was not like the past, but a kind of fear.

The friend the old man mentioned is also from the industry, but I really can't remember the name, just know that he is a Taoist priest.

He asked the old man to come over to ask the old man to help him deal with several "corpses".

On the night after finishing the work, the old man was so tired that he fell asleep in a daze after lying in bed.

There is always an inexplicable tranquility in the rural nights.

The croaking of frogs and insects that sound from time to time in the fields give people the feeling of being noisy, but a kind of sound quiet.

On summer nights, sleeping was a pleasure to listen to those sounds. The old man felt the same, so he slept particularly dead that night.

The next morning, he was sleeping in a daze when he was suddenly woken up by someone with his hands.

I opened my eyes impatiently and saw that the person who woke him was his friend, the Taoist priest.

"Why that unreliable Taoist priest, I heard something in my room when I woke up last night." The old man suddenly stopped continuing the above words, and instead said something that I couldn't react at the time. The topic was very jumping.

"What's the movement?"

I was still young at that time, so I didn't think so much, so I asked according to the old man's words.

"He said, he heard the grinning of evil." The old man said.

Perhaps the old man will never forget what the Taoist said to the old man in his life.

That night, the Taoist priest suddenly woke up from his sleep, got off the wooden bed and prepared to walk to the thatched cottage, purely because he was awakened by urine.

When passing by the old man's house, the Taoist priest heard a grin of evil sound. The sound was very small, but it lasted for a long time, giving the Taoist the opportunity to carefully confirm.

After confirming that this was a grim voice, the Taoist priest hurriedly walked into the old man's house, preparing to wake him up. After all, it was really scary to hear this sound out of thin air at night, and maybe something happened.

But as he was about to open the door, the Taoist priest found that the sound was coming from the room, and he became even more anxious.

Just as the door was slowly pushed open by him, he suddenly saw a vague black shadow from the gap in the door, twisting his body desperately like a wounded snake animal.

After a closer look, the black shadow was exactly the same as the human shadow. This thing had clear limbs and could clearly identify the head.

Before the Taoist priest could walk in, the black shadow on the wall suddenly reached out.

Yes, he stretched out his hand from the wall.

It was like tearing off a sticker from the wall, the shadow tore himself off the wall, and took a few steps in distorted motion, turning his eyes to the old man on the bed.

"My friend didn't dare to move around at that time. After all, he came here empty-handed now. If he rushed in, he might be dying." The old man said while smoking a dry cigarette: "After he went back to the house and took all the guys, the matter had been resolved."

"How did I solve it?" I was indeed scared by the old man at that time. Looking at my own shadow on the ground, I couldn't help but feel a little chilled in my heart.

"After he came, he saw that shadow was circled around my bed and didn't dare to approach me." The old man also looked puzzled when he said this: "A ghost monkey (mandrill) sat on the wooden table beside my bed. The thing seemed to be afraid of it, so he didn't dare to approach me. My friend was standing outside, ready to come in and support at any time, but he was afraid that he would rush in to shock the monkey. The ghost monkey was so strong that he had to scratch my head at that distance.

This strange scene lasted until the next day at sunrise. After the shadow walked back to the wall and disappeared, the mandrill also ran out of the house. When passing by the Taoist priest, he glanced at the Taoist priest and grinned very humanely.

The story ends here, and I don’t know the result of this at the end, so the old man didn’t tell me much.

As far as I know, the old man also investigated afterwards and planned to find the culprit. After all, the death of the person was a grievance caused by human factors, so it is naturally impossible. According to the situation, someone wants Mr. Yin.

But I don’t know who the murderer of Mr. Yin is and why Mr. Yin is, because the old man didn’t say much to me at all.

As for why the ghost monkey mandrill appeared there, the old man’s answer was very direct. He said he didn’t know, and he was still in the dark until now.

"Mr. Yi...you are sure that this thing can block them..." The master's steadiness seemed to have begun to fade, replaced by a rare fear.

The current situation is not only because the master is afraid, but even the desperate slut like Daya is trembling with fear.

Whether the formation is useful or not is put aside first. The problem is that the formation is invisible, and it is not like a protective cover in the movie. It looks like it is like in the movie. It is full of air at first glance.

In this situation where it seemed to be unobstructed, the four black people were twisting their bodies and limping towards us. At the same time, there was a howl similar to a person's pain that sounded to the extreme.

These grievances seem to be very painful, and I can hear them from their voices.

I don't know what's wrong, but at that moment, I seemed to be able to feel something inexplicable from their sounds.

Dark, evil, painful, twisted...

It is hard for me to describe those sounds, like people roaring, or howling, or crying...

"Daya, don't look at me!!! Hold it down for me!!! Hurry up!!!" I pressed the handle of the dagger tightly, and suddenly I felt the repulsive feeling below it became stronger, as if someone was pushing my dagger out.

To be honest, I can't stand this situation anymore.

"Damn... these things are so strange..." Big Teeth shivered and held the dagger for me.

With him in hand, I felt that the pressure was greatly reduced and I could have some chance to relax my muscles and take a rest.

At this time, my mind was recalling everything I learned and read, and everything I saw.

The old man once said that the thing of death is not an ordinary injustice, and it is definitely useless to deal with ordinary injustice. It is okay to block them, but if you want to beat them to pieces or suppress them somewhere, it is purely a dream.

After some memories, I discovered something.

It seems that I don’t know how to deal with the death of the gods at all. The old man didn’t tell him carefully, so he just said one sentence.

This thing can be collected but not destroyed, and it can be suppressed but not removed.

If the old man said this, then you cannot use ordinary methods to deal with these grievances. The common method of breaking up their souls must not be used randomly, and it is likely that it will not work if you use them.

If you want to suppress them, you must use the formation. After all, they are not ordinary injustices. The strength of the Yin Qi is too exaggerated. It is not the kind of person who can be suppressed by a few talismans at will.

But... I'm really not good at the formation...

Most of the formations recorded in "The Record of Tao" are extremely complex, and what I can understand is the most powerful formations.

These formations are not something that can be easily made, and the materials and terrain are indispensable.

There are only two formations that can be used for me at this moment, but if there is a formation that mainly uses suppressing grievances, there is only one, that is, the Yu (the fourth tone) evil formation mentioned in the previous article.

"Ah..." These black shadows suddenly squatted down, raised their hands high, as if they wanted to grab something, and then covered their faces again and wailed.

I still haven't found a suitable language to describe the scenes at that time. I really can't describe their actions anymore, so I can only vaguely talk about them.

Their movements were really strange, like crazy people, crying and wailing inexplicably, covering their heads or their faces, squatting on the ground and twisting their bodies wildly.

If people do these actions, many bones will definitely break or turn into fragments.

At this moment, I felt the dagger pushing upwards suddenly, almost popping out of the ground.

I instinctively buried my head, pressed the dagger hard, and then raised my face to continue observing the grievances, but just as I raised my face, a dark shadow was already standing on the edge of the formation, staring at us with weird movements.

Then, the other shadows also walked over in distorted movements. They first stood outside the formation and looked at us, and then walked around the formation strangely.

Walking along...

While wailing...

Their movements are becoming more and more distorted...

Some shadows cut open their stomachs with their hands, passed their hands across the abdomen, and stretched out their hands from their backs.

Some shadows twisted their hands into irregular shapes, and their heads turned around their necks for half a circle, slightly tilted, as if they were looking at the ceiling.

"Hold on!!Hurry up and hold on!! These things want to break the formation!!!!"

"No!! The power of pushing out from below is too great!!!"

I found that the louder the howling of these things, the more circles they walked around the formation, the more force the daggers were pushed out below.

In the end, even though Daya and I had used all our strength to hold the dagger, it seemed that our strength was still useless, because I found that the dagger was slowly pushing up, which was not fast, but was very slow, but the speed of the push was orderly, as if there was no obstacle at all......

Just when I was extremely anxious, the window opened with a creaking sound.

In the past, the window should have been closed tightly, but now it is open for no reason, and...

A pair of faint green eyes were flashing with strange light, staring at us on the windowsill.

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It’s not a plot that has been dragging on the ground recently. Believe me, it’s just that I’ve updated too slowly. You know how fast you can.
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