"What kind of plan did the young master have?" asked the old Taoist, and the eyes of several people showed expectant eyes.

Zhang Luochen said, "Since Wuchang is a ghost servant under the King of Hell, he must obey the order. Wu Sheng in the Taoist priest's story was targeted because he destroyed the statue of the King of Hell. We just copied it and found a statue of the King of Hell and smashed it, so that the Wuchang came to the trap."

After hearing this, Hong Zhouzi shook his head: "Young Master, things are not that simple. There is no temple dedicated to the King of Hell in the Southern Zhou Kingdom. I have heard that there seems to be such temples in Shu, but we have never even heard of them."

Zhang Luochen was stunned when he heard this, "Ah, why is this happening? The ruined temple in the story--"

Hong Zhouzi said, "The story is also a nameless statue of a nameless god in a nameless temple. You should know that people in the world have something to ask for in worshiping gods. You can ask for wealth by offering the God of Wealth, you can ask for children by offering Guanyin, you can ask for rain by offering the river god, and you can ask for peace by offering the Buddha, but what can you ask for in worshiping the King of Hell? Is it a death?"

Zhang Luochen couldn't help but feel ashamed when he heard this. It seemed that this was the case. How could he do this? He frowned.

"Is there any other way to get involved in the seal of the King of Hell? For example, if I scold the King of Hell, will it attract the seal of the King of Hell?"

The old Taoist shook his head, "It is definitely impossible. The King of Hell is not asking for advice, and there is no ears to the wind. How can anyone scold him immediately? Wu Sheng, who destroyed the statue of God, did not really let the King of Hell know. It is said that ghosts and gods with great magic power have the ability to sense thoughts. If you pray sincerely, you can get the protection of ghosts and gods. If you do this anger of ghosts and gods, you will naturally have a curse, but it is not from the original intention of ghosts and gods. It is more like a law of heaven and earth. I can't explain the mystery clearly.

But whether it is blessing or curse, there needs to be a statue of gods as a medium, otherwise even ghosts and gods cannot sense it.”

Speaking of this, the old Taoist suddenly had a bright eye, "Well, do you know the allusion of the ancient well being connected?"

Zhang Luochen shook his head, "But I have never heard of it. It is better to tell me in detail than to be a Taoist priest."

Hong Zhouzi explained, "People often refer to the underworld in the underworld by nine springs. This is because fire is yang, water is yin, and water is the object of yin qi circulation. Therefore, people who fall into water and drown often turn into water ghosts, but people who are not burned by fire have turned into fire ghosts.

Legend has it that there are nine springs in the underworld. These nine springs are not ordinary spring water, but the source of the power of the underworld. The water veins in the world are connected, rivers, lakes and water flows into the sea, and the water of the well springs can communicate under the nine springs, which is the entrance to the soul return to the underworld.

However, not all wells have such effects. Only those who have been in the past, because souls often pass by and travel between the underworld, over time, they become a passage to enter the underworld.

There are many strange stories among the people. If you say bad things about dead people by the well, you will be heard by the little ghosts. It is said that it is very effective. This is the allusion of the ancient well being connected to the secluded."

Zhang Luochen was surprised when he heard this, thinking that there was such a setting. There was no way in the world, so if there were more people walking, would it become a way?

"Then Taoist priest, do you mean to go to the well to curse the King of Hell, and then you can lead to the impermanence of life-seeking?"

Hong Zhouzi nodded, "That's exactly what I mean, but this is just my guess. Whether it can succeed is unknown."

"You have never tried it before, Taoist priest?"

Hong Zhouzi smiled bitterly, "Although I am already 68 years old and nearly 70 years old, I haven't lived enough yet. How dare I do that angering ghosts and gods while I'm idle? Don't joke."

Zhang Luochen thought to himself, whoever is looking for trouble to provoke the King of Hell? Do you think your life is too long?

However, in order to lead to the impermanence of life, I can only try it out.

"Okay, let's try it to see if it works. If it really doesn't work, then think of another way. Brother Zi'ang, please help me find someone to ask you, where is the ancient well in Luocheng that has been around for the past?"

Qin Zi'ang agreed and immediately went to inquire about the news. He came back shortly after leaving. "There is a Huangdi well in the west of the city. According to legend, it was a well water dug by Huangdi when he was conquering Chiyou in the south. Although such a legend is mostly fake, the wellhead must still be a few years old and should meet your requirements of Brother Zhang."

Zhang Luochen nodded, "Then let's go."

The group walked towards the west of the city, and asked in various ways while walking. Unexpectedly, the Huangdi Well was quite famous and could barely be regarded as a local scenic spot.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the group finally found the Huangdi Well.

This well is located in a remote open space west of the city, next to an old willow tree. The ancient well covered with moss has a bit of ancient charm. There is also a large bluestone next to the well platform, with three ancient characters in Huangdi Well engraved on it.

Several men and women carrying wooden barrels were lined up to fetch water, and the two children were splashing water and playing with each other. Zhang Luochen was a little discouraged when he saw it. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a city atmosphere, and there was no supernatural atmosphere of the ancient well.

The people who fucked the water all looked surprised when they saw the group of four people coming over, but it was more important to live. In the short time, they all left with buckets, leaving only a idle man in a ragged jacket, dozing off against the big willow tree, with a broken straw hat on his head and a broken bowl beside his feet, looking sloppy, as if he was a beggar.

Zhang Luochen looked at the sky getting darker, and he did not wait any longer, nor did he clear the scene. Anyway, his reputation as an immortal master was about to spread soon, and a few onlookers saw it but it was not a big deal.

He stood at the entrance of the well and looked down. The well was dark and a cold air of water rushed over, and finally felt a little.

He was about to start cursing, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

First of all, it is a bit unwise to curse the King of Hell, especially in this world where ghosts and gods exist. Even if Hong Zhouzi said it, he would not really let the King of Hell hear it, he would feel a little uneasy.

Secondly, this shrew is a bit of a price loss when he is a shrew, and it is too distracting if he is a shrew.

Third, if Wuchang is really attracted to him and as soon as he falls in love with the seal of the King of Hell, he will run away without turning around. No, he must change someone.

"Wait a minute, I'm afraid I can't do this. Think about it, if I was injured by Xunxian Wuchang once, I would definitely run away when I saw me. If I scolded him and turned around and attracted him, I turned around and ran away, and I was still prepared. Wouldn't that be alarmed?"

Qin Zi'ang said, "What should I do?"

"Of course I have to change my personalities."

After hearing this, the old Taoist shook his head quickly: "I haven't lived enough yet, so I won't join in the fun." After that, he turned around and left, ran to a stone pier beside him and sat down to rest.

This old man is so old that no one has the nerve to force him.

Qin Zi'ang also shook his head quickly, "Brother Zhang, I'm a person who has died once. It's a bad feeling to be a ghost. If I were arrested by the King of Hell, I wouldn't have the magical powers of yours, so you should ask for another wise man. I'll be a person who watches and records."

Yang Baichuan said in a deep voice at this time, "Immortal Master, why not let me do it, I am willing to give it a try."

Zhang Luochen was a little moved when he heard this, but Old Yang was still loyal. He shook his head, "I said why are you so nervous? Then I might remember you too if you are desperate. Of course, I don't care about this kind of thing.

After saying that, he walked to the napping beggar, "My man, I don't know if you want it."

The beggar opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Zhang Luochen with a surprised look on his face, "What do you mean by your son?"

"I want you to do me a favor. After the matter is completed, there will be fifty taels of gold for you. I wonder if you are willing to take on this job?"

After saying that, he took out a handful of gold coins.

The beggar glanced at the gold coins, but his expressionless face was not moved. He sighed and said, "Although gold and silver are good, they are not good for me. It would be fine if it was just a few coins of copper coins. If you take your gold, you may have the chance to spend it without a life."

Zhang Luochen thought that this beggar was quite rational.

"I have copper coins too." After saying that, Zhang Luochen reached out and took out a handful of copper coins."

The beggar said angrily, "Although my bad life is not worth much, you can't send me a handful of copper coins. In this way, I haven't eaten seriously for days. If you can treat me to a full meal, I will do your business for you."

Zhang Luochen didn't talk nonsense. He was going to be a life-threatening person at least, and giving some food was nothing.

He opened his backpack directly, took out a secret roast chicken in the palace, and put it in front of the beggar.

The aroma of roast chicken suddenly came to my face.

The beggar sniffed, looked at the roast chicken with his eyes shining, and picked it up and chewed it without saying a word. His mouth was filled with oil. He even cried happily in his eyes. He ate a whole roast chicken in one breath, burped a big, and nodded with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!