Horror Check-In: Check In A Ghost Every Day

Zhengyiguan is a great way.

Although it is built in the mountains, it is extremely well-known, so even if the mountain road is not easy to walk, a large number of tourists will come to Zhengyiguan every year.

Yin Jian took Ling Xiaozi, took the ghost car, shuttled directly across the mountain, and came to the center of the mountain, which is also the inner view of Zhengyi Guan.

The exterior is used to receive tourists, and Ling Xiaozi is actually the master of the interior.

The internal view is all composed of ghost masters, not many, only a dozen, and the appearance is ordinary Taoist priests.

Compared with the carefully trimmed exterior, the interior is obviously dilapidated and old, and it seems to have a history of hundreds or thousands of years.

However, although it is old, there are occasional Taoist priests passing by, and it is somewhat popular.

"These incense burners are supernatural objects? And the placement of them seems to be a ghost." When Yin Jian saw this Taoist temple, he couldn't help looking around in surprise.

It is different from Wuweizi Laodao who only has a set of worn-out Taoist robes and supernatural items.

This Zhengyiguan is indeed a Daoguan with the inheritance of ancient ghost masters. Yin Jian just came in and saw a lot of interesting things. These things are like formations in Xianxia novels.

But obviously, it's not a formation.

But they are all ghosts. This incense burner is a supernatural item made by ghosts, which suppresses the law and ability of killing, and only retains the horror level of being a ghost puzzle.

And the horror level of the incense burner itself has been transformed into a part, which has been integrated into this special azimuth ghost.

This direction ghost is also a kind of ghost, although it looks a little unimaginable. "four zero three"

Yin Jian looked at the azimuth ghost, and remembered the frequency ghost that he first imprisoned and controlled in the d-large Lantern Ghost Ghost Domain.

A special frequency can also become rain.

The azimuth ghost also exists similarly. This ghost resides in these large incense burners placed according to its azimuth, as if it was imprisoned.

But at the same time, while these incense burners are like nails holding the azimuth ghost in place, they also increase the horror level of the azimuth ghost in a state that is like a jigsaw puzzle and has not been completely swallowed.

Let the horror level of the azimuth ghost have a stronger suppression effect, to suppress some unknown existence in this Taoist temple.

The censer and the azimuth ghost are in a state of mutual balance and mutual suppression, and then the censer and the azimuth ghost form a perfect balance with the terrifying ghost suppressed by this Taoist temple

Yin Jian knew it was the handwriting of the ancient ghost master just by looking at it.

Obviously, what the ancient ghost masters are best at is this exquisite balance of using ghosts to control ghosts.

At the same time, Yin Jian also seemed to have an understanding of the formations mentioned in Taoism. The so-called formations in ancient times were probably formed by this special ghost like the orientation ghost, combined with other supernatural items.

He can also understand why the old man in the ghost village said that ghosts may be related to ancient myths, because in reality, some ghosts are too similar to those recorded in ancient myths.

"Mr. Yin really has good eyesight." Ling Xiaozi heard Yin Jian explain the essence of the incense burner and its placement, and couldn't help admiring: "I'm ashamed to say it, if Master hadn't revealed this secret to me back then , I really haven’t noticed the placement of this incense burner.”

"It's just that I've seen ghosts similar to this one before." Yin Jian waved his hand and said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to guess that this one is also a ghost.

Indeed, this kind of orientation ghost and frequency ghost is not only extremely difficult to imprison, but also extremely difficult to perceive.

It's like a ghost domain, you can perceive the source ghost of the ghost domain, but you can't perceive the size of other people's entire ghost domain.

The same is true for the ghost in this direction. You can only feel his general existence, but if you want to know what he is, you can only rely on guesswork. Frequency, vibration, air and even other things that challenge human imagination may be ghosts .

"Mr. Yin has experienced so much, it really makes Xiaodao a little envious. Xiaodao also wants to go out and wander more like Mr. Yin, but the teacher needs me to guard this Taoist temple and pass on the mantle." Ling Xiaozi is a little envious. , also with some compliments.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be a wave of business bragging and each other's support.

But Yin Jian doesn't know those things, and doesn't bother to do them.

He just turned his head, looked Ling Xiaozi up and down and said: "Master Ling is right."

This sentence made Ling Xiaozi suddenly embarrassed, and he couldn't speak with a smile. This is Yin Jian.

Perhaps because he felt that what he said just now was a bit blunt, Yin Jian added: "As long as the Daoist doesn't meet those terrifying spirits in the real world, it's enough to make a living, but in the world of spirits, the Taoist The current strength is far from enough."

Although this is ugly, it is indeed true.

Each of the spiritual worlds that Yin Jian has experienced so far, which is independent of the real world, is enough to kill Ling Xiaozi, a newcomer to Yama, who is a ghost master.

The ancient city of Highway 002, Ling Xiaozi is hard to stop, let alone a series of more terrifying and weird ghosts behind.

And the spiritual world that Yin Jian connects through the ghost game space, whether it is the wedding dress ghost, the extremely complete ghost corpse, or the last ghost bamboo forest.

As well as the huge ghosts wandering in the ghost fog world that I encountered before, Ling Xiaozi was not able to deal with them.

And Ling Xiaozi looked at Yin Jian's face, smiled wryly and agreed.

In fact, although the time we spent together was very short, Ling Xiaozi has almost understood what kind of character Yin Jian is.

This is a very easy-to-understand, very simple person. He doesn't have as many palaces as other ghost masters. He makes plans and says what he has, as if he is absolutely calm and rational.

Knowing this, Ling Xiaozi didn't get angry anymore because of what Yin Jian said.

People with Yin Jian's personality, not to mention whether they are suitable to be friends, are at least trustworthy, because at least you know that the other party will not dig holes for you.

Ling Xiaozi is not young anymore. He looks seventy or eighty years old, but in fact he is seventy or eighty years old. He has seen a lot of ghost masters, and Yan Luo has seen a lot, but there is always something that he can't tell. a feeling of.

Yin Jian gave him a very special feeling, a kind of "cleanness" of a young man.

Yes, Ling Xiaozi felt that it was very appropriate to use the word "clean" to describe Yin Jian. Compared with ghost masters, this word is very rare.

"Mr. Yin, please." After chatting for a few words, Ling Xiaozi led the way for Yin Jian after crossing the azimuth ghost and incense burner ghost.

They passed through a large Taoist temple, the main hall.

Yin Jian was also looking at the furnishings along the road.

There are many Taoist and god statues that are cracked and incomplete, and there is still some spiritual aura faintly on them. It seems that there are many ghosts here in an even older age.

This is more like a deserted Taoist temple.

It has not undergone any renovations for many years.

According to this area, this Vipassana should have been very popular in the past, and there may be a lot of Taoist ghost masters, but now it has been defeated, and there are only a dozen Taoist ghost masters left.

"Actually, this is the real Zhengyiguan. The Taoist temple outside is also named after this inner temple. How long it has been passed down, even my master doesn't know. The only thing that can be sure is that this place is definitely Gu Yu. The pen of the thinker."

"Also, does Mr. Yin know why we have not repaired the Vipassana for so many years?" Ling Xiaozi asked.

"I don't know." Yin Jian sensed it, but it was very direct.

And Ling Xiaozi didn't continue to play tricks, but said directly: "This is the ancestral precept handed down from generation to generation. All the buildings in this Taoist temple cannot be changed, and everything will remain as it is."

It’s a little strange, what if other factors happen?” He asked, “Such as earthquakes, landslides, time erosion, can’t it be changed?”

"This is also the magic of our Zhengyiguan. Mr. Yin may think that the dilapidation here is because we haven't repaired it for many years, but in fact, since I have the impression of the old Taoist, this Taoist temple has been like this. Seventy or eighty years have passed. Nothing has changed."

"Including my master's generation, it's already like this. It seems that the ancient ghost master's generation is just such a dilapidated Taoist temple."

"Oh?" Yin Jian became interested, and he felt it carefully...

However, I still didn't feel any abnormality. Except for a little spiritual breath on the dilapidated statue, the whole Tao could not see any abnormality, but it happened to be hundreds of years, and it still looks like this for thousands of years.

"My teacher speculates that maybe this Taoist temple itself is a fierce ghost with a very high level of terror, or a supernatural object, but the ancient ghost master's methods are more sophisticated, so people can't easily feel it."

"Then I seem to have seen something similar." Yin Jian groped for the bluestone floor on the ground and said.

What he was talking about was the yellow dirt road on Highway 002. It looked like an ordinary country dirt road, but it was inserted straight between several extremely terrifying ghosts. Corrupted by spirits.

The ancient city, the mountain of corpses, the ghost forest, the ghost river, and the sea of ​​ghost flowers all have a very high level of terror, but there is nothing to do with this dirt road.

Even this dirt road shuttled through the very core of these supernatural places.

After Ling Xiaozi's narration just now, Yin Jian suddenly guessed that the dirt road was probably also some kind of extremely powerful supernatural being, but it was also dealt with by the ancient ghost master with some clever means.

This view is not simple, Yin Jian has just seen some simple things from the beginning, and has already made a judgment.

These ancient inheritances really have backgrounds that are different from those of modern ghost master organizations. There are many amazing things that can only be seen in this ancient inheritance.

And these things also contain a lot of information.

"The front is where my master lives." Ling Xiaozi brought Yin Jian to a large hall.

This is also the main hall of the Taoist temple, named Sanqing Palace.

This is also the name of most Taoist temples for the main hall, just like the main hall of Buddhism.

The Sanqing Palace is the core main hall of each Taoist temple, which enshrines the highest god of Taoism.

They are respectively, "Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun", "Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun", "and the last Taiqing Daode Tianzun."

It's just that when Yin Jian entered, what he saw were not three gods, but three ruins.

It was the soil bag piled up on the altar after the three god statues were completely broken, and the patterns and colors were faintly visible, but they were all turned into pieces at this moment.

To be disrespectful, Yin Jian only felt that the three statues, after they collapsed, looked like three graves, which looked extremely creepy and weird.

And when this kind of thing happens, it is only when one observes this kind of Daoist view that has been passed down for more than a thousand years, that one can feel the strangeness that has been passed down through thousands of years.

According to Ling Xiaozi, the inheritance of this Taoist temple is the ruins. 2.2

It's hard to imagine what kind of shocking changes happened that year, so that the statues enshrined by Taoism were completely broken into grave bags.

But Ling Xiaozi didn't seem to be surprised, he just bowed to the three god statues that had been completely broken into grave bags, and then walked straight to the side.

And in these three tomb bags of gods

On the side, a simple wooden chair, a wooden table, and a roll of bedding next to it.

An old man with a bald head was sitting on the chair.

"Master, Fellow Daoist Yin is here." Ling Xiaozi said respectfully to the old man.

This is Zheng Yiguan's current oldest Taoist priest, Ling Xiaozi's master, Taoist Xuan Chengzi.

Xuan Chengzi sat on the chair and turned around, Yin Jian saw Xuan Chengzi's appearance clearly.

Bald, with a long white beard, white eyebrows are also very long, drooping at the corners of the eyes, the eyes are almost completely covered by the white eyebrows.

His age spots are obvious, showing his old appearance, and he doesn't have a friendly face, but he is a bit like the old man who lights up the lamp in those haunted houses, the kind who appears at night without being able to scare people.

"Yin Daoyou, what is Yin Daoyou's name?" Xuan Chengzi spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Master, I've said it many times before." Ling Xiaozi said with a wry smile.

"Yin Jian." Yin Jian didn't care and replied directly.

"What time is Yin?" Xuan Chengzi opened his toothless mouth and revealed a narrow smile.

But as soon as these words were spoken, Yin Jian fell silent, and so did Ling Xiaozi.

After a while, Xuan Chengzi also fell silent.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. .