One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 392: Ghosts and Gods Don’t Leave
A mixture of crying and laughing filled the Dezi Temple.

It startled the people nearby, some of them were watching from mid-air, while others were flying close at a low altitude.

Therefore, some people saw that the flames of the Yinlin Lanterns in Dezi Temple began to flicker.

At the same time, the black woman's questioning voice was heard again, and many people heard a hint of fear in the black woman's voice.

Many people couldn't help but wonder what was inside the Nine Infants Coffin.

There was no answer from the black coffin, only the sound of the baby crying.

At this moment, a green-scale flame surged in the dark temple. These flames were about to pounce on Jiuying and the black coffin, but suddenly went out, and then a ball of darkness pounced on Him.

The people outside only heard the black woman screaming and darkness rushing towards them.

There were nine babies. These nine babies seemed to have a great hatred against Him. Their umbilical cords were rolled up and entangled by the black woman who was trying to escape into the darkness.

Suddenly, from the darkness of Dezi Temple, thousands of strands of black hair emerged. The black hair seemed to emerge from the deep sea, and countless resentful souls and evil ghosts emerged from under the hair.

At this moment, a sense of suppression suddenly appeared in the darkness. The magic rhythm that suppressed the darkness came from the black coffin. In just a moment, the void seemed to freeze.

The people watching outside suddenly felt that this darkness seemed to be connected to an even more mysterious and terrifying vast darkness, which suppressed this piece of void. Faintly, they seemed to see a mysterious, high and terrifying mountain.

It was a feeling that the eyes could not see anything and the ears were silent, as if all the sounds in the temple were swallowed up.

At this moment, Zhao Fuyun felt that he had become one with the darkness, both actively and passively.

He felt that he should do this, and the meaning of the Dharma appeared in this void.

Just like when he was facing the Yin Scale Fire just now, a thought flashed through his mind that he could extinguish the flames, and the fire went out.

Later, Zhao Fuyun saw the strange black hair growing out of the darkness. His first thought was to suppress it so that it would stop growing, and then burn it with fire.

However, as soon as the thought of suppression came into his mind, the temple was suppressed, and he found that his intention of suppression seemed to have changed. It was not only the meaning of a mountain, but also the feeling that he had turned into a sky.

In just a moment, the wildly growing black hair in the temple stopped, but then there was no flame as he wished.

Because afterwards, the black woman was already pounced upon by the Nine Infants, who were pulling at her yin body.

The black woman let out a shrill and strange cry, but was unable to struggle. Her spirit body was quickly torn into pieces by the nine infant ghosts and was swallowed by the nine infant ghosts.

Then, the black hair was also swallowed into the mouth of Jiuying. Then they opened their mouths and inhaled, and the aroma of incense from the statue was swallowed into their mouths again.

Immediately, the Nine Infants did not stop at all. They surrounded the black coffin, which was immediately wrapped in black smoke. After it went out of the temple gate, it disappeared into the void.

Zhao Fuyun wanted to give orders and drive the Nine Infants with his consciousness, but he found that he could not completely control the Nine Infants.

His own consciousness merged with the Nine Infants and became a part of them, and his own Dharma will also merged with it.

He was sure that he was only part of providing power and legal meaning to the black coffin.

During this ceremony, he could not do anything actively. The only thing he could do was to let his thoughts flash through his mind. He didn't even know if these thoughts were induced.

Before he could figure out the situation, he had already arrived in front of the ceremony.

Came to the old man and the young man.

Then he understood what the other party was going to do.

After inviting the gods, you have to send them off. Many of the invited gods are reluctant to leave.

At this moment, Zhao Fuyun was also unwilling to leave. He hoped to stay here longer to see what time it was on this land. He didn't know how long he had spent in that room.

He wanted to know how much time had passed since he left here, and he wanted to know what had happened in this space.

He had already figured out that the place was once the Red Flame Temple. He had once offered sacrifices to the Red Flame Lamp there. How could he not recognize it?

That place occupies a place in his memory. This is Guangyuan Prefecture, and that is Guangyuan Market. Once in his mind, that market was brightly lit, but now, that place is pitch black.

It's not that there is no light, but the brightness of the light will be suppressed by darkness in that place.

However, Zhao Fuyun discovered that the other consciousnesses in the coffin did not seem to want to go back at this time.

The most important of these is the consciousness of the nine ghost babies.

Those nine ghost babies are full of hatred and evil. They want to find a physical body in this world so that they can survive forever in this world.

I don't want to go back to the depths of darkness.

Zhao Fuyun discovered that darkness actually sealed many existences.

A thought flashed through my mind: a comfortable environment, an environment suitable for survival, isn't it also a cage?

When you adapt to this place and only can survive here, then you will never be able to leave here.

These ghost babies are in the dark, between existence and non-existence, and are given power by darkness and black coffins, so they exist in this form, or are awakened, so they are unwilling to return to that dispensable state.

Zhao Fuyun heard that Zhang Xiuyuan was already chanting a spell to send the gods away.

He could tell that the other party was chanting a universal spell to send off gods, accompanied by a ritual.

However, Zhao Fuyun clearly felt that Jiuying had already set his sights on them.

Not only Zhang Xiuyuan, who was presiding over the ceremony, but also the young girl next to him were being stared at by the ghost baby.

Zhang Xiuyuan felt a chill and found that the black smoke on his black coffin had not dissipated at all.

If the ghost baby does not leave after being cursed, there is only one possibility, that is, it is attached to the human world.

So, he retreated step by step. He saw the other party retreating while kneeling and bowing. At the same time, he took out small scarecrows from his arms and threw them on the ground. This was to prevent himself from being possessed unconsciously, and he threw the scarecrow substitutes.

However, they felt that the coldness and gazes on them had not been diverted.

Soon, they found that it was dark all around them, the lights were out, and the incense was extinguished.

An inexplicable wind blew up and knocked down all the flags on the ground.

"Not good." Zhang Xiuyuan was shocked and screamed.

"Let's go." He shouted hurriedly and was about to flee from here with the girl. He couldn't care less if the god couldn't be sent away. As long as his body was not taken away, it would be fine.

However, the black smoke surrounded them. Zhang Xiuyuan turned around and found that he was surrounded.

At this moment, his daughter was looking up with her mouth wide open, and a ghost baby was trying to get into her mouth.

(End of this chapter)