Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 36: The Ghostly Welcoming Team

When the old patriarch heard Shang Liangshan say that he could transport the ghost ape's body back, he didn't say much.

So, the four of them walked back in a line, purple mist floating behind them. Looking from afar, the scene was very strange.

When Yifeng and the others saw a strange purple mist appearing at the foot of the dark mountain, they were all startled and became nervous. Some of the militiamen even had their arrows on the bows, waiting for the order.

Fortunately, Yang Chao rode up the mountain first and explained the situation, which made Yifeng and his men feel relieved and put down their war preparations.

Otherwise, there might be a misunderstanding.

Dawn broke in the east and the second half of the night passed safely. After Shang Liangshan said goodbye to the old patriarch, he returned to the Huawai Taoist temple with Heizi and Xiaocao, who were eager to eat the ghost pill.

After giving some instructions, the old patriarch got up and returned to his own courtyard to sleep, as he still had to keep watch at night.

In the bright afternoon sun, the wall behind the statue of the scholar in the Forgotten Temple creaked and slowly opened, revealing a figure in the rock passage. It was the leopard that had broken through the Naling realm and came out of retreat.

The leopard rubbed his eyes and waited for himself to adapt to the outside light before walking out of the rock path.

The temple was filled with purple smoke and a peaceful atmosphere, which made Yibao stretch comfortably.

He looked carefully towards the temple courtyard. The wolf cubs were not in the courtyard. They must have been taken away by Yiliu for training.

"Behead!" The loud shout drifted into the temple from outside the courtyard with the wind.

Yibao smiled and strode out of the temple. He wanted to check the training results of the temple guards.

When he thought about stretching his muscles, he felt his hands itching and his pace quickened.

Before long, bursts of howling and the hearty laughter of the leopard were heard in the temple guard training ground.

This guy is not a good person.

On the night of July 15th, the moonlight was pale, the wind was cold and the air was silent, making it seem particularly depressing.

Suddenly, a suona sound rang out in the mountains, drifting in the wind and making people feel cold.

"Bang" the old patriarch stood up suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the tea splashed.

"The suona sound comes from behind the rock peak." Shang Liangshan stood up and said with a serious expression.

"Go and take a look." The old patriarch's voice trembled a little.

In the middle of the night, a creepy suona sound rang out from the wilderness. It was easy to tell what it meant.

"Yes." Shang Liangshan nodded and summoned the purple cloud, which carried himself and the old patriarch to the top of the rock peak.

The wind is whistling and the sound of suona is still in my ears.

"Da da da la, da da la..." Shang Liangshan, who was standing on the top of the rock, felt a chill all over his body listening to the sound of the suona.

Danger, danger, danger, these are the warnings that keep coming out in my consciousness.

When the old patriarch listened to the sound of the suona coming from the wind, his hair stood on end and his whole body went cold.

Especially when he saw the wedding procession coming from the mountains and forests, his legs couldn't help but tremble.

White lanterns fluttered, emitting a pale light, dancing along with the hazy ghost in white mourning clothes.

Following closely behind was the ghost band wearing black pointed hats and white mourning clothes, playing music and making a lively scene.

It is true that when the living hear it, they feel a chill all over their bodies, and when the dead see it, they retreat away.

The heart-stirring sound of horse hooves rang out, and a general wearing green armor and emitting green light all over his body, riding a ghost horse shrouded in gray mist, led a team of cavalrymen in black and gray armor, following closely behind the ghost band, and appeared on the river bank.

"Bang bang bang" the sound of orderly running was heard, and a team of infantrymen in gray armor, guarding eight large sedan chairs with blood-red hangings, followed closely behind the ghost cavalry.

The eight large sedans were all scarlet, glowing with a bloody light that made people's hearts flutter.

The entire wedding procession was surrounded by a layer of black air, giving Shang Liangshan a hazy and sinister feeling.

"The wedding procession of the ghost soldiers." The old patriarch's voice trembled as he looked at the wedding procession marching on the opposite bank of the river.

This cannot be blamed on the old patriarch for not being calm, but rather that he cannot be calm.

Because if an ordinary ghost wedding party passed through the village, without killing anyone, the Yin and Yang energy would sweep through and extract the Yang energy, which would reduce the number of people in Forgotten Village by more than half.

If this evil ghost general led a wedding procession of ghost soldiers through the village, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Old clan leader, stay calm. The wedding party will not cross the river and will pass through the village." Shang Liangshan said with a strange expression.

"How do you know that the wedding party of evil spirits and ghost soldiers will not cross the river?" the old patriarch asked.

"General Li Gui, I'm conveying my goodwill to you, will you believe it?" Shang Liangshan looked at the evil ghost soldiers and wedding party opposite with a strange look in his eyes and said.

"What?" The old patriarch thought he had heard wrongly and looked at Shang Liangshan for confirmation. The latter nodded.

"Hu" the old patriarch took a deep breath to calm himself down, until the evil ghost wedding team floated to the northwest and disappeared upstream.

The old man took a long breath, looked at Shang Liangshan who was looking at him, and asked seriously: "Did the general Li Gui just now really convey goodwill to you?"

"Hmm." Shang Liangshan retracted his gaze and nodded, looking at the old patriarch for an answer.

The old patriarch said slowly: "The ghosts are intelligent, and the intelligent ghosts will absorb the remaining memory fragments of their own life."

"And these memories will influence the ghost's temperament and behavior style."

"If I'm not mistaken, the general Li Gui just now should have acted uprightly when he was alive. At least he was not a bad person."

"Otherwise, if he doesn't lead the Yin soldiers to welcome the bride, it would be good enough for him to pass through the border to collect Yang energy, not to mention convey goodwill."

Shang Liangshan laughed when he heard this and said, "It seems that ghosts can be divided into good and evil."

"That's true. Some ghosts can protect a region." The old patriarch, who was completely relieved, smiled.

"Is there such a thing?" Shang Liangshan asked in surprise.

“Yes.” The old patriarch nodded and stroked his beard, “The ghosts that protect a region are called ghost gods by the people. They must be very powerful, and their level is higher than that of evil ghosts.”

"Ghosts and gods can enjoy offerings and sacrifices from the people."

"What is Taoism's attitude towards these ghosts and gods?" Shang Liangshan asked.

"There are good and bad things, it all depends on strength."

Shang Liangshan understood that whether ghosts and gods are black or white depends on their strength.

"We have escaped danger without any danger. Let's go back and have some tea to calm our nerves." The old patriarch said as he glanced upstream.

"I'm sorry to disappoint the old patriarch, but there's no time to drink tea now. There's a fight going on at the village gate." Shang Liangshan summoned Ziyun and said.

The old patriarch's expression tensed up when he heard this, but then he relaxed, stepped onto the purple cloud and asked Shang Liangshan, "Is it a little ghost?"

"That should be it. Heizi didn't ask for help." Shang Liangshan was not sure either, and ordered Ziyun to fly towards the village gate.

When the two men arrived at the village gate riding on the clouds, the battle was over.

Heizi was holding down a large rat that was condensed with yellow energy and pecking at it.

And under the grass grew green roots, which bound five small yellow mice and started to suck.

"Chief, Liangshan." When the leaders saw the remaining group, Shang Liangshan, arrive, they all greeted him.