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When the body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero.  5. Why is Yun Mo afraid?

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    In fact, with the experience of solving the potter's wheel head, Yun Song is not very afraid of ghosts.

    Although the potter's wheel head was solved with the help of the talisman left by his cheap master, it ultimately shows that he can beat and kill ghosts, and he has the ability to deal with ghosts, which is enough.

    But he was confronting the head of the potter's wheel head-on. The head of the potter's wheel has a real body. It is not so much a ghost as it is a humanoid beast. He can be tough if he dares to pull the emperor off his horse.

    Things are different now.

    The nave suddenly became a mourning hall.

    A group of paper figurines suddenly appeared.

    So where is the ghost?

    He looked at the many paper figurines in amazement and couldn't help thinking, is every paper figurine a ghost?

    But as the saying goes, "Elves, ghosts, ghosts, spirits", ghosts are very clever and cunning things.

    These paper figurines move clumsily, they can only circle around the coffin, without the cleverness of ghosts at all, they are more like a group of puppets.

    So a thought came to Yun Song's mind:

    These paper people are probably not ghosts, the real ghosts are inside the coffin!

    Yun Song wanted to pluck up the courage to rush into the mourning hall to see what the ghost was in the coffin, but the courage finally swelled into a fart.

    He is not cowardly.

    Instead, be cautious!

    ? This was originally a Taoist hall where a Taoist monarch sat in charge.

    As a result, it is now occupied by ghosts and has become a mourning hall.

    So how high is this sneaky cultivation?

    The still night wind did not know when it would blow again.

    The leaves of the peach trees are rustling by the wind.

    The paper figurines in the mourning hall swayed and floated.

    Some paper figurines were blown to the ground by the wind, so they crawled towards the coffin, crying while climbing.

    On the coffin there were still a few paper figurines in mourning and mourning.

    Their crying is very abnormal, it is the kind of crying that can't be restrained but can't be suppressed, sobbing and choking, adding to the bitterness.

    The night wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the peach leaves and branches were shaking wildly, making him feel cold all over.

    It was so cold that I couldn't help shivering.

    A rustling sound came from behind him.

    He secretly yelled in his heart that it was not good!

    A pair of pale hands held a big red dress and slowly handed it over:

    "Master Dao, are you cold? Then put on this dress. My clothes are made of silk cotton, which is warm. Then you should hurry up and repair the gate"

    The big red clothes are made of silk cloth, the top has no buttons, and there are small cloth belts on both sides of the skirt, which are embroidered with auspicious patterns and longevity characters

    It's a shroud!

    It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, Yun Song reacted and turned around with a sword.

    This sword cut through the air.

    Leng Sensen's voice sounded from behind him again: "Go and repair the door! The door is about to open, there are too many ghosts outside, they want to come in and snatch food!"

    Yun Song turned around in surprise.

    He didn't see the ghost hiding behind, but saw that the paper dolls in the mourning hall stopped crying and stood up to look at him.

    Many paper figurines wear small caps and mandarin jackets, with noses, eyes, and mouths, and bright blush on their snow-white cheeks.

    All of them are dull and evil.

    At this time, the mountain wind was much stronger than before, but the paper figurines would not be blown. They stood up and faced Yunsong, as if nailed to the ground.

    On the contrary, the wooden door of the Taoist temple was crumbling due to the caracal sound blown by the mountain wind.

    Yun Song was a little confused, he subconsciously ran a few steps towards the gate to resist it, but when he lifted his foot, he found that the gate suddenly became smaller!

    He immediately realized: it wasn't that the gate became smaller, it was because the distance between him and the gate became farther.

    He looked around again, and found that the yard had become bigger in his eyes¡ª¡ª

    It's broken, ghosts cover your eyes!

    After realizing this, Yun Song quickly turned around to look for the ghost stuck on his back, but found nothing, but found that the position of the paper man in the mourning hall had changed again.

    The paper figurine door appeared at the door of the mourning hall, crowded in the doorway and leaned out

    Although they are expressionless.

    But Yun Song felt their desire to overthrow him.

    Yun Song turned to look at the gate of the Taoist temple, and then turned back to look again.

    The positions of the paper people changed again, and the two at the front had already stepped out of the mourning hall.

    Seeing this, Yun Song understood.

    These paper figurines cannot move as long as they are stared at by him. If he looks away, they will move towards his position?, groups of ghosts rushed in through this gap, like a flood hitting a collapsed dam.

    He looked back, and the yard had returned to its normal size. There was a hanged ghost floating in the air, and there were ghosts crouching at the mouth of the well, under the shade of trees, and other places.

    The weird thing is the nave.

    At this time, the mourning hall had disappeared, and he saw the nave again, and there was something in the nave that attracted him, making him subconsciously want to enter the nave and get close to such a thing.

    Specifically, he doesn't know what attracts him, he can only feel its place on the altar.

    The statue of the Taoist monarch enshrined behind the altar is gone, and now the nave is full of clay fragments.

    Daozu, have you run away?

    He wanted to study carefully but didn't have time, and then a group of ghost screams sounded in his ears:

    "Where's the little Taoist priest?"

    "Where are the living people? Where are the living people! I hate it so much!"

    "Go away, my money, my money, a lot of money!"

    "The money eye is here, I see it, I want to get in, I want to get in!"

    Amidst the noisy ghost screams, there was a sudden roar: "The little Taoist priest was swallowed by the funeral coffin, I saw it!"

    As soon as the gate was opened, the quiet Taoist temple suddenly became cloudy and chaotic.

    A group of ghosts swarmed into the Taoist temple, and Yun Song felt lightly pushed back all over his body.

    After yelling, he jumped to the base of the wall, resisting the strange temptation from the nave, and wanted to fly out against the wall.

    As a result, when he jumped up, the platinum light on the wall rose, always higher than his position, preventing him from climbing over the wall.

    At this time, the group of ghosts had already squeezed into the yard, so he changed to sticking to the root of the wall and got out through the door.

    slipped away.

    The night has become chaotic in his eyes, he doesn't have to walk on the road, he can wander at will.

    The bushes and woods also became a smooth road in his eyes. He quickly floated into the woods and suddenly saw a ball of fire.

    This fire gave him a new feeling:

    Longing and fear!

    He longed for this flame, but was afraid of its existence.

    What is this flame?

    A wave of doubts appeared in his heart uncontrollably.

    It stands to reason that escaping for his life is the most important thing now, and he should not continue to stay in the right and wrong place.

    But there were no ghosts chasing after him, and all the ghosts had entered the Taoist temple, so he pondered for a while, got into the woods, walked around quietly from behind, and approached the fire.

    He hid behind a tree and looked at the flame carefully.

    At first glance, this is a human-shaped torch.

    The fire was raging.

    The human-shaped torch has three flames burning like a trident.

    Looking more closely, he saw that it was a person, and three fires were burning on his head and shoulders.

    If you look more closely, this man has a fat head and big ears, a waist and a pig's butt¡ª¡ª

    Who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Youde?  ?
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