kvmb Chapter 51 The order has not been completed
Chapter 51 The order has not been completed
He immediately stood up, took out a peach wood sword, and began to exorcise the evil spirit.
The woman screamed continuously, and her resentment turned into black smoke and drifted everywhere.
Chen Yile kept waving the peach wood sword to force back the black smoke. Finally, the woman's figure gradually dissipated, leaving only an unwilling sigh.
The old house returned to peace and the water in the pond became clear again.
Chen Yile knew that this was only a temporary calm. He had to find the woman's body and perform a ritual to help her soul to be reborn in order to completely resolve the resentment.
Although he succeeded in temporarily dispelling the woman's resentment, Chen Yile felt that the resentment of the entire Tang Village was still lingering and had not dissipated.
He decided to hold a ritual to pray for the souls of the dead and save the villagers from the endless shadows.
"It seems that more careful preparation is needed this time." Chen Yile thought to himself.
He went down the mountain to prepare the necessary instruments and offerings, and walked along the rugged mountain road to the small town at the foot of the mountain.
In the small town, Chen Yile bought incense, candles, yellow paper, magic bells and cinnabar, and also prepared some rice and salt for setting up the formation.
Returning to Tang Village, he carefully arranged the altar and chose an open place, far away from the villagers' homes so as not to disturb them.
As night fell, the surroundings were shrouded in darkness, with only the candlelight lit by Chen Yile swaying in the breeze.
He stood in front of the altar, took a deep breath, and began to chant the mantra.
The yellow paper turned into ashes in the flames, and smoke lingered, as if connecting the yin and yang worlds.
As the spell deepened, the air around him grew icy cold, and Chen Yile felt a strong yin energy approaching.
He knew that these souls were summoned and were waiting to be liberated.
However, before he could complete the ceremony, a burst of low laughter suddenly rang out all around him.
Chen Yile suddenly looked up and saw countless little ghosts rushing towards him from all directions.
They are short in stature, with ferocious faces and vicious glint in their eyes.
The little ghosts screamed and rushed towards the altar, trying to interrupt Chen Yile's ritual.
Chen Yile calmed himself down and waved the peach wood sword in his hand to drive away these uninvited evil spirits.
The ghosts screamed and retreated, but soon gathered again.
They danced around the altar, making eerie laughter that sounded like nails scratching on a blackboard, making people uneasy.
Chen Yile felt the pressure doubled, but he could not retreat, otherwise these resentful spirits would never have peace.
He quickly sprinkled a circle of rice salt on the ground to form a protective circle. When the little ghosts touched the rice salt, they screamed shrilly and quickly retreated.
Chen Yile seized this opportunity and continued to chant the mantra, trying to complete the salvation.
Suddenly, a huge evil ghost jumped out from the darkness, its face was distorted, its eyes were blood red, and black liquid was flowing from the corners of its mouth.
Chen Yile's heart trembled. This was obviously the leader of the little ghosts, and he was extremely resentful.
The evil ghost pounced towards the altar. Chen Yile raised his peach wood sword, and the sword tip collided with the evil ghost, making a loud noise.
The evil ghost was knocked back a few steps, but it did not give up and pounced on Chen Yile again.
"Evil spirit! Go away!" Chen Yile shouted and threw cinnabar at the evil spirit.
Cinnabar burned on the evil ghost like a raging flame. The evil ghost howled in pain and its figure gradually disappeared.
However, the little ghosts did not retreat, but instead rushed towards Chen Yile even more frantically.
Chen Yile felt that his strength was gradually failing, but he knew that as long as the ritual was not completed, these evil spirits would not stop.
He gritted his teeth and continued to chant the spell, waving the peach wood sword in his hand to drive away the little ghosts that kept pouring in.
Just when he felt his strength was almost exhausted, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky and thunder was deafening.
The little ghosts seemed to be frightened by the power of the thunder and retreated one after another.
Chen Yile took this opportunity to speed up the chanting of the mantra and finally completed the salvation ceremony amid thunder.
As the last spell was cast, the magic bell in Chen Yile's hand made a crisp sound.
The air around seemed to be purified, the figures of the little ghosts gradually disappeared, and the resentment also weakened.
Chen Yile breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the ground, his clothes soaked with sweat.
The candles on the altar are still bright, as if announcing the victory of this struggle.
He knew that although the ritual for salvation was successful, he still needed to find the woman's body and completely resolve her resentment in order to ensure the peace of Tang Village.
It was late at night, Chen Yile packed up the altar and prepared to return to the inn to rest.
Just as he turned around, he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing from behind.
He turned around suddenly, but saw only empty darkness.
"It seems that there is still some resentment that has not been resolved..." Chen Yile said in his heart.
After Chen Yile cleaned up the altar, he walked out of the village with heavy steps.
The night was deep and all around was silent, with only the sound of his footsteps echoing on the empty village road.
However, he vaguely felt that something was following him, and a cold breath blew towards him from time to time.
He turned around suddenly and saw several pairs of scarlet eyes flashing in the darkness, strange and cold.
"Are these little devils still unwilling to give up?" Chen Yile was alert.
He knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise he would be in greater danger.
Suddenly, a black shadow pounced from the side. Chen Yile dodged quickly and swung the peach wood sword in his hand. The black shadow let out a shrill scream and quickly retreated.
However, more black shadows came from all directions, and Chen Yile was forced to stand still, holding the peach wood sword tightly in both hands, ready to deal with the next attack.
He took a deep breath, gathered his inner strength, and the peach wood sword glowed faintly in the night.
The dark shadows came like a tide. Chen Yile waved his sword to repel them one after another, but their number seemed endless.
He felt his strength gradually failing him, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.
At this moment, Chen Yile accidentally touched his mobile phone and the screen lit up. It turned out that he had opened the live broadcast software by mistake.
He was startled, but he had no time to turn it off and could only continue to fight with these evil spirits.
"Ah! What is this? Is this a reality show?" A large number of comments instantly flooded the screen, and the audience was stunned by the scene before them.
"Is this a special effect? It's too realistic!" The comments were full of questions.
"Can anyone tell me what this is?!"
"I was so scared that I didn't dare to look at it. It didn't feel fake..."
As the battle progressed, Chen Yile's figure became increasingly blurred on the phone screen.
The images of those black shadows became clearer and clearer, with hideous and terrifying faces and sharp claws, which made people shudder.
"This doesn't look like a special effect at all! It must be real!" More viewers began to question.
"I just heard a ghost screaming. Is there anyone else like me?"
"This is horrible. I'm going to turn off the live stream. I can't stand it!"
However, more and more people were attracted by this terrifying atmosphere. The number of people continued to increase, and barrages of comments came like a tide, expressing their fear and doubts.