Fantasy: All my disciples are the protagonist template

In the world of cultivation, there are indeed people who can tell fortunes. It is true, and it is not a trick. However, this method is a heresy, and casually peeking into a person's fate may be punished by God.

"This is not fortune-telling. The Great Brahma Boruo Sutra that I practice can tell that a person is about to die. There is a mass of black energy condensed between the eyebrows."

Monk Kong explained.

"Who cares, life and death are matters of destiny, wealth is in heaven, it has nothing to do with us."

Chen Ge curled his lips. He didn't care about other people's lives and deaths. It wasn't like he was going to be unlucky.

Afterwards, the two came to a town dozens of miles away. As soon as they entered, they felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Many houses were hung with white cloth, and some were holding funerals. Chen Ge secretly thought it was unlucky, but he was also a little surprised that there were still funerals held in groups.

When some monks chant sutras, they are performing rituals to save the souls of the dead.

"The sutra they recited is wrong. It is not the orthodox Purana Sutra at all."

Monk Kong said this.

Chen Ge was speechless. These are mortals, so they naturally follow the rules. You don't care whether their chanting is orthodox or not!

However, it is indeed a bit strange! He looked carefully and saw that there were seven or eight families on one street holding funerals. This was obviously not normal and it should be an abnormal death.

He couldn't help but gain consciousness, and then his expression became strange.

"How strange! There are no corpses in these coffins, only clothes. They were put together to build a tomb!"

Chen Ge noticed that this scene was abnormal, and setting up a tomb meant that the body could not be found.

When conducting funerals in these portals, they always set up burial mounds.

"Could it be a war?"

The idle monk said.

Chen Ge nodded. It was possible. If there was a war, the body would naturally not be found. The only way to notify the deceased's family would be to erect a tomb, and the notification would be in batches.

This is a reasonable explanation.

In this mortal world, fighting is normal. Why are there still fights between their sects?

In the past, when there was no sect alliance, you would destroy me and I would destroy you. After the sect alliance was established, the situation was much better.

If there is a conflict between sects, the sect alliance will come out to resolve it, which effectively avoids the sect becoming extinct.

There was only one inn in the town, and the environment was really not that good. It looked very simple.

That's right, this town is relatively remote and there are relatively few outsiders passing through. Why do we need so many inns? One family is enough.

As soon as Chen Ge entered, he ordered wine and food. He paid with jade, and he didn't have any gold, silver or other treasures.

They cultivators naturally don't use gold or silver.

There was a shopkeeper and a little girl inside. The little girl was playing with stones.

The shopkeeper is an old man who is blind in one eye. He cooks the food and there is no waiter. He looks sad and lifeless.

"Amitabha, old man, I see that you are filled with evil thoughts and are about to die."

Monk Kong spoke.

Chen Ge was speechless. Is there anyone who talks like this? As soon as he opened his mouth, he said that he was going to die.

"Cough cough cough."

The one-eyed old man coughed a few times and turned a little blue.

It seems that he is sick and it is normal that he will not live long.

"You two, take a rest after eating! Don't go out!"

The one-eyed old man reminded that he didn't care about Monk Kong's rudeness.

"But why?"

Chen Ge was a little strange.

"Weird things have been happening in the town for the past few days, and many people have disappeared. There is a fear of evildoers."

The one-eyed old man said.

No wonder! In the town, there were so many families holding funerals. It turned out that the person was missing. Since his life and death were unknown, he was naturally treated as dead!

However, there was another evildoer, and Chen Ge was very unhappy. They went out without looking at the almanac! Some time ago, I encountered a pink skeleton. Now, when I came here, there was another monster causing trouble.

Isn't this bad luck?

"Oh, how they disappeared."

The empty monk was very curious.

"I know, I know, I was captured by my beautiful sister."

The little girl on the side raised her hand.

"Xiaohuan, shut up. You two gentlemen, please don't be offended. My granddaughter is a little confused and likes to talk nonsense. She often talks nonsense."

The one-eyed old man smiled.

"I don't think she is talking nonsense. Brother, this girl's eyes should be born with yin and yang eyes. She can see things that cannot be seen with the naked eye."

Monk Kong discovered something unusual.

Chen Ge nodded. He had also heard of yin and yang eyes, but it didn't matter. They cultivators didn't care about these special eyes at all.

Can't you just see ghosts? What's the big deal.

"Little girl, is the arresting sister really beautiful?"

Monk Kong asked.

"Beautiful, just like the painting."

Xiaohuan nodded honestly.

Hearing this, Chen Ge and Monk Kong Kong were both a little uneasy, and they looked at each other with lewd smiles.

Without any explanation, Chen Ge immediately released his spiritual consciousness, covering a twenty-mile radius of the town, but found nothing strange.

"There is nothing weird in the twenty miles around! Little girl, where did you see it?"

Chen Ge was a little strange.

"Over there."

The little girl pointed in the direction.

"Brother, some illusory things may not be noticed by the spiritual consciousness. It's time for us to slay demons again."

The empty monk is delighted.

Chen Ge blinked his eyes. It was not important to slay demons. What was important was to see how beautiful the other party was, and not just another red and pink skull, which made people sick.

"Little girl! Children shouldn't see bad things in their homes."

Monk Kong walked over, stretched out his right hand, his palm glowing with gold, touched the little girl's head, and sealed her yin and yang eyes.

"Sister, you look so ugly."

Xiaohuan Tongyan is unbridled.

The empty monk had nothing to say. He wanted to say that he was a boy, not a girl, but then he thought about it, why bother with a little girl.

After drinking and eating, the two wretched men hooked up and followed the direction pointed by the small ring to look at the beautiful woman, no, to look at the beautiful ghost.

"Speaking of which, this mortal world is really not peaceful. Where can there be so many ghosts?"

Chen Ge curled his lips.

"There are ghosts cultivating. This is also a kind of cultivation, but they dare not be too presumptuous. There is a right way in the world. If you are too presumptuous, you will die quickly."

The empty monk disagreed.

The two of them left the town and came to a wilderness. They released their spiritual consciousness at the same time, but they made an unexpected discovery.

A mummy was standing with its back against a tree.

The two of them went over and saw a bundle of firewood on the ground. The mummy had clothes on it but no pants.

It was the woodcutter. Chen Ge discovered this immediately. Monk Kong was right. The woodcutter was indeed dead, and he died so miserably.

"It's like the yang energy and blood have been sucked dry."

Monk Kong blinked his eyes.

"Well, the pants are gone, hey hey hey!"

Chen Ge's smile can be as despicable as it is.

"It's just a pity that he's not a human being? Otherwise, just come to me."

Monk Kong sighed.

Chen Ge nodded with deep sympathy.