Twilight Boundary

"Then please come!"

The bigwigs in the field looked at each other, all smiling, bowed gently, and then dispersed.

Someone walked slowly to the top of the city gate, looked at the dark fog around, sighed softly, and sat down. The place where he sat was exactly where the Shangjing City had begun to tilt under the pressure of the two ghost altars.

He looked down, counted with his fingers, and suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out a little man. As he fell out of the city, he actually grew bigger in the wind and became a giant when he landed.

The giant drilled into the ground and grew out again. It was just that he carried a corner of the city on one shoulder and slowly lifted the city.

Someone also found a place and burned a stove. The teapot on the stove was already on, and white steam was emitting out. He took a cattail leaf fan and fanned the pot. The white steam flew to the sky and became a group of thick dark clouds, and then flew quickly to the south.

At the same time, some people burned incense, some worshipped gods, and some gave orders to the masters under their sect.

All kinds of strange skills, whether conspicuous or small, were performed in their own way.

At the same time, the national teacher had already arrived at the old house of the Hu family. Outside the old house, the old members of the Qingyuan Hu family, Ren family, Bai family, etc., were all nervous.

But at this time, the national teacher dressed as a Taoist in the alley came and smiled, "Mr. Hu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

The second ancestor of the Qingyuan Hu family was shocked when he saw him: "National teacher?"

Dongxuan National Teacher smiled and nodded, and said directly: "Now the evil spirits are in chaos, and the army is about to attack the city. I want to entrust you with something, is it okay?"

After the second ancestor recognized the identity of this person, he was trembling all over. How could he not obey? He was eager to come and pay his respects.

But the national teacher shook his head slightly, and just waved the whisk in his hand, and the Taoist boy behind him hurriedly brought a table, which was covered with a yellow cloth and placed with various offerings and jade tiger talismans.

There were also green banners as high as seven feet, which were spread out one after another, and pearl umbrellas as big as treetops were placed around the old house of the Hu family. For a moment, it looked mysterious and magnificent, making people dare not breathe.

Others couldn't understand, but the second ancestor of the Qingyuan Hu family gradually recognized it, and his heart trembled: "This... what is this?"

At this time, the national teacher had already come to the second ancestor with a banner and an oil lamp in his hand, and said softly: "I know what the old gentleman means, and all he wants is to benefit his children and grandchildren, and I also know the merits of the old ghost-walking people."

"I think the ghost-walking sect has made great contributions to exorcising evil spirits and pacifying the people. It's a pity to watch it wither away. Even now that I have set up this altar, I don't know if anyone can recognize it?"

The second ancestor had guessed something and nodded repeatedly: "Imperial order to set up the military altars in all directions of the world?"

The national teacher smiled: "Yes."

"Now, although I still remember the method of arranging this altar, I am not a ghost-walking sect member, and I still need someone to sit in charge of this altar."

The second ancestor's eyes were wide open: "Of course it's my turn, but this altar..."

The national teacher said: "It's up to you. The Hu family is famous for suppressing evil spirits. Those who dare to suppress evil spirits can become the head of the Hu family."

Boom!

It is hard to describe the shock brought by the words of the national teacher.

As early as the second grandfather said the name of this altar, these Qingyuan Hu family or old people who have a deep connection with the ghost family had already understood it.

The ghost family of the Hu family has always been famous for the Zhensui Mansion, but the Zhensui Mansion belongs to the government, and the Hu family has the ability to take charge of the Zhensui Mansion because the Hu family itself is the main family of ghosts in the world and has its own unique skills.

The altars of ordinary ghosts are three feet and three feet, six feet and six feet, and nine feet and nine feet.

The ghosts who enter the mansion, who are good at magic, willing to spend blood, and have high power and position, can build an altar for a city.

But the real ghost mother style is still in the Hu family, that is, the altar of commanding the world's eight directions of soldiers and horses.

Sitting on this altar, even if the second grandfather does nothing, it is enough to go up the bridge, and when he goes up the bridge, he also has the opportunity to lead his children and grandchildren.

Whether it is the Hu family of Qingyuan or other old members of the ghost-walking group, what they regret most now is that they did not follow the Hu family to leave Shangjing. It was as if they were abandoned. Now they have to stay here with a low profile, fearing that the descendants of the Hu family will not remember their names.

But in the few days when they were nervous, it was the Daluo Fajiao who came forward and set up this altar and gave such an opportunity.

How can words describe the surprise in their hearts?

Especially the Hu family of Qingyuan, who suddenly saw that it was not Hu Ma but the national teacher who opened this altar and promised the opportunity to go to Shangqiao, they felt a different kind of comfort and vaguely associated it with something surprising.

"Second uncle..."

When the trembling second grandfather, holding an oil lamp in his hand, sat in the altar as if in a dream, he even shed tears.

The children of the Hu family of Qingyuan and many old ghost-walking members beside him were all excited and rushed to kowtow.

But the Second Ancestor suddenly thought of something, and stood up in a hurry, bowing deeply to the direction where the National Master and the Taoist child left.

"Why bother?"

The National Master has not left the ancestral temple, and the changes in various places in the city have been arranged properly.

The shadows that went out to do things returned to him, and the National Master also knew what was going on in the city. Looking at the sesame in front of him, which seemed real and illusory, he sighed softly: "Your Hu family ancestor gave up the wealth and glory he had obtained in the past, and exchanged for you now..."

"And you, are you going to give up this last family fortune?"

"..."

At this time, suddenly, the doors of the ancestral temples of the ten surnames not far away all slowly opened a little.

The incense inside seemed to be blown by the cold wind, and they all became brighter.

The faint scent of incense floated out from the ancestral temple and quietly drifted into the night.

Nowadays, Hu Ma is silent, not even her mother-in-law is aware of it, and now her soul has just returned to the ancestral temple. Unless a blood relative comes and invites her to come out, or her children or grandchildren are in danger, and she has a heart to protect her, otherwise she will only have a spirit, sleeping. among the incense.

So at this time, even she did not become furious again. The incense in the ancestral temple of the ten surnames was so smoothly drawn out that it alarmed all the things in the world.

"You just think that those evil spirits came over and disrupted our Dharma assembly, so you can reap the benefits? It's a pity that you look down on them."

At this time, the Imperial Master also looked indifferent: "I also underestimated me."

"Each of the ten surnames occupies a bridge, and they all have a mother's form. With the mother's form, they can suppress strangers from all walks of life. No matter how powerful the evil spirits are, can they be bigger than the mother's form of the ten surnames?"

He turned his head and looked towards the south, vaguely feeling the murderous intent, and his expression was indescribably fierce: "This Dharma gathering cannot be done without the Hu family."

"But you have to be the one who contributes, and most people are waiting to enjoy the blessings, but it doesn't necessarily have to be you."

When he spoke, every word was filled with magic power, and he stared at Hu Ma intently.

Although he was not sure that he could break the Zhou family's immovable seal, he still wanted to try to see if he could shake Hu Ma's mood.

But he was still disappointed. Hu Ma was now outside the world, and his figure seemed a little blurry. Only the sneer left at the corner of his mouth was particularly eye-catching.

Like an answer to the national master.

…

…

"There's a problem..."

But now, when all the sects of the ten surnames are busy, only the head of the Zhou family is wandering around the dark Shangjing city with Tie Jun, the lobby official.

He went to the ancestral temple to burn incense, of course he did. The matter about Bai Yujing was equivalent to getting rid of a Meng family, and he couldn't get rid of the Zhou family, but other things were to calm the chaos and suppress the evil spirits outside the city. , then it depends on the individual.

Compared with the situation in the city, he seemed very indifferent and said softly: "This Dharma gathering was originally to get rid of those evil spirits, but the national master wanted to use the power of the Twelve Ghost Altar to eliminate Bai Yujing. After leaving this world, the household register of becoming an immortal was determined.”

"Too anxious."

He said to the Tiejun Hall official next to him: "It stands to reason that the Imperial Master has been secretly preparing for twenty years. He should not be so hasty in doing things. Even if the Hu family's calculations are involved, he should not be allowed to be in such a mess."

After listening to this, Tie Jun's lobby officer looked up at him and said, "Are you saying that the Imperial Master is hiding something from the Ten Surnames?"

"Of course he has something to hide, and he knows it all."

Zhou Zhiming said calmly: "The Meng family is one of the ten surnames after all. They can be kicked out by him like a dog. Could it be that others can't?"

"Of course, the Ancestral Temple of the Ten Surnames is in Shangjing. As long as we live, we will not miss this opportunity. However, only he and those evil spirits know the secret of the Twelve Ghost Altar, which always makes people feel uneasy."

"..."

Tie Jun whispered: "Master woke up the young master of the Hu family before, was this also for this reason?"

"I woke him up for the future, not now."

Zhou Zhiming sighed softly and said: "However, I think the person with the problem right now is him. He can't really understand that as long as the Hu family returns to Shangjing, they will definitely be retained by the Imperial Master. The ten surnames are all tied up on the boat and cannot escape."

Listening to this, Tie Jun's lobby officer felt a little moved in his heart: "Is he still planning something?"

"I couldn't guess either."

Zhou Zhiming sighed softly and said: "I understand the power of those evil spirits, and I also understand the temper of the Hu family, but I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I can't even imagine where his confidence is when he comes back this time..."

After saying that, he smiled bitterly: "Of course, if you are willing to think about it, I can also remind you that you don't have to think too smart..."

"What the Hu family has always been famous for is not their intelligence, but their ruthlessness!"

"..."

Also at this time, when everyone in Shangjing City was already busy, outside Shangjing City, several figures quietly appeared in the night, looking at the tall city wall and the strict garrison in front of the city from a distance. He came over and clicked his tongue a few times.

"The one who plays Infernal Affairs is in this city? Maybe he knows that we are here for him, but he has prepared such a formation of guards?"

"..."

But in Shangjing City, Miss Baijiu has now cooled her eyes, risking everything, and entered the secret place of Zhishou Pavilion.

And seven or eight streets away from her, there were people who followed the farmers who were pouring night incense into Shangjing City early in the morning. While working hard with others to wash the incense bucket, they quietly lifted up the incense bucket. To start with:

Compared with her dirty little face that looked old, her eyes were bright and smart. She whispered: "I didn't catch up with the good things in the past few times. This time I came here in advance and waited. I can't make a mistake, right?"