Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 662 Ghost Expelling Talisman

  When Shen Fu woke up, he saw a pile of bones piled up in front of him at first glance.

  He lay on his side on the ground, silently meditating for a few seconds, then sat up calmly.

   "Okay, Shen Fu," a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, "You are not afraid."

  Shen Fu was not startled by the skeleton, but was startled by the sound.

  He turned around, opened his mouth, looking at the two people squatting beside him.

   "What's wrong?" Baomu was puzzled by his reaction, "have a nightmare?"

   "Ah, it's not..." Shen Fu raised his eyes and looked around, "Oh...we are still in this mountain..."

   "Where do you think we went?"

   "I thought..." Shen Fu lowered his head and smiled all of a sudden, "I thought we were already in the underworld."

   "Hahaha, why do you think so?"

   "Because of that...ah!"

  Shen Fu suddenly remembered that there was a pile of bones beside him, he bounced off the ground suddenly, and jumped directly behind the fool.

   "What's the matter with that pile of bones?!"

   "You won't know me so soon," the fool stood up, "this is the woman in white clothes just now."

   "She... She..."

   "Don't be afraid, she is dead a long time ago," Baomu patted the dust on his body, "Just like you, they are all dead."

  Shen Fu nodded, and the memory before the coma gradually recovered, "I remember, she pinched you at the time, and then you hit her with something..."

  Shen Fu said, looking at the skull on the ground, the two holes in the skull's eyes were facing them, and there was a black and red mark between the eyebrows.

   "Ah, that," the fool smiled awkwardly, "That...that is actually a spell."

   "Spell?"

  The things I don’t understand have increased.

  "It is what our companion left us," Baomu explained, "it can help us drive away evil spirits."

   "Ah..." Shen Fu blinked blankly.

  Expelling evil spirits.

So…

   "That's why I fainted, didn't I?" Shen Fu finally reacted, "Because I am also...Isn't it a ghost..."

"It may be for this reason, but you can rest assured that this spell can only deal with possessed ghosts and protect us from malicious spirits. You are a good person and you will be fine... at most, you will faint. There will be no other impact."

   "I...I don't understand," Shen Fu looked at the fool and Baomu, "Aren't you also dead? Why are you all right? Why are you still possessed?"

  The fool and Baomu looked at each other and decided to truthfully explain.

   "Actually, we are alive." The fool lowered his voice.

  Shen Fu's body swayed.

  Baomu hurried over to support him, "Sorry, we didn’t deliberately conceal it from you, but at first...you should have a hard time understanding such a thing, so we didn’t say it, now, I guess you should..."

   "It's nothing, it's nothing, I guessed it vaguely," Shen Fu wiped the sweat off his head with his sleeve, "I just can't bear it. It turns out I was the only one who died..."

  This is indeed a sad thing. I thought it was the three dead brothers who were happy, but in fact, only myself died.

  The fool thought for a while, “Dai Lili’s boyfriend is also dead. This is absolutely true.”

  Shen Fu glanced at the fool with a grudge, as if to say: Thank you, I didn't feel any better in my heart.

But then I thought about it. At the moment of their first encounter, I really couldn’t understand this kind of thing, but now, after experiencing so many things I haven’t seen in more than 20 years of life, I actually think of it naturally. the truth.

  From this point of view, Fool and Baomu chose the right timing.

   "So that woman... is she going to be attached to you?" Shen Fu asked the fool.

   "It should be," Baomu nodded, "Did you see that she vomited some orange gas?"

   "I saw it," Shen Fu decided to regain his strength and stood up straight. "That's her...er, soul?"

   "You can understand that," said the fool, "we usually call it Lingxi."

   "Lingxi?"

   "Yes," the idiot continued, "you also have Lingxi, and they make up who you are now."

   "Do you have it on you too?"

"The spirit in the living person is called the spirit tide. After death, it becomes the spirit tide." Baomu patted Shen Fu's shoulder. "In the final analysis, the spirit tide and the spirit tide are actually the same thing, but the smell is different, just like a living person. With the dead, you see you are dead now, but do you feel any difference?"

  Shen Fu looked at himself, then shook his arms, "I have no hands."

   "It's not this kind of difference. There are many living people who have no hands. I mean, your feelings and states."

  Shen Fu really thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.

   "So," Bao Mu whispered, "Actually, death is just a different way of living."

Life.

  Shen Fu’s pupils were slightly enlarged.

  "The essence of life is still the same." He muttered.

"That's right!" The fool clapped his hands and agreed. "It is worthy of being an artist. The savvy is high. Life and death are like this. People who are persistent in their lives will be persistent in their lives. People who do evil in their lives will most likely remain after death. Will do evil, this is the law, of course, this mountain is a special situation."

   "Because there is some kind of manipulating power in the mountains, right?" Shen Fu even learned to draw inferences.

  The fool and Baomu praised each other.

  Dai Lili’s boyfriend, as well as the bones on the ground, and even Shen Fu’s separated hands, were all invaded by that force and acted strangely.

  Shen Fu has fully understood everything in front of him, and the truth is like a ragged score, clearly presented in his mind.

   "You are here to investigate that power, right?"

  Fool and Baomu stared at Shen Fu’s gradually clear pupils and nodded earnestly.

  Shen Fu tightened his lips, turned to look at the pile of bones, "Can I help?"

  ***

  Luo Jiutian closed the shaky back door of the ancestral hall, turned around, and looked at the wavering light source in the hands of the Taoist master.

   "Is it going to go out?"

  Dao Master shook the long Ming Talisman, "It should be on for a while, I don’t know why it turned out like this, it’s okay, we..."

  Dao Chang's words were not finished yet, only a puff was heard, the light on the long talisman suddenly went out, and the two plunged into the darkness, looking at each other dumbfoundedly.

  Fortunately, they were already outside, and when their eyes adjusted to the faint moonlight, the Taoist commander carefully observed the Chang Ming Talisman that suddenly failed.

  Luo Jiutian walked towards the big "chimney" in front of them alone.

   "This is, Fire Lotus."

  (End of this chapter)