To be honest, Wang Dafu is not very clear about what "hundred ghosts walk at night", but by listening to this noun with a scattered ghostly meaning, you can know that it is definitely not a fun thing!

When I looked back and looked closely, I found that the person who was talking was Song Xiaoqian, the rising star of the Maoshan School, the Maoshan Sect.

Since the last "Tianma Lingku Acupuncture Incident", Song Xiaoqian has been to Green Liu City several times because he felt embarrassed. He is not unfamiliar with Wang Dafu. After seeing Wang Dafu, he was not polite. He stared at him without saying a word and asked, "Brother Acheng, what did you do? Why did you get the Baigui Yexing out! You can also make such a difficult thing. You are so talented! I admire you so much!"

Wang Dafu was so aggrieved that he felt aggrieved. So far, he didn't understand what happened. He didn't know what Bai Gui Ye Xing was. How did he ask this question? But then again, it seemed that Song Xiaoqian just asked casually, but before Wang Dafu spoke, he had already continued to speak on his own.

Song Xiaoqian waved his hand suddenly and continued, "But now it seems that it is not the time to talk about this. Brother Acheng, please think about how to protect your Green Willow City!"

When Wang Dafu heard this, his eyes suddenly became a little straightened and asked quickly: "How to protect Green Willow City? Xiao Qian, what do you mean is... Haven't you done your best to subdue the demons and ghosts outside?"

"Has subdued?" Hearing this, Song Xiaoqian smiled bitterly and said hoarsely: "I would have such great ability..." He paused slightly, and then looked up at Wang Dafu and said seriously: "Brother Acheng, I was here to take the exam today to take a look at my junior sister's recent progress in Taoism, but just after I came to the suburbs of Green Willow City, I found that there was a bloody evil spirit and a violent spirit. It seemed that the legendary Hundred Ghosts Night Walk appeared. It scared me and immediately used the golden light to escape. As a result..." Speaking of this, Song Xiaoqian suddenly became silent in a strange color.

It doesn't matter if he was silent, but Wang Dafu was depressed. At the critical moment, this kid suddenly kept him in hiding. Anyone would feel depressed! He turned his head helplessly. Wang Dafu asked repeatedly: "Xiao Qian, don't keep him in hiding, what's the result?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoqian raised his head and smiled bitterly, "After I came, I found that the hundreds of ghosts that appeared in your night walk were not ordinary lonely ghosts, most of them were lonely ghosts trapped in the human world for more than a hundred years, and there were even many thousands of ghosts! This is the first time I heard of such a terrifying situation. I really don't know what's going on!" While saying that, he kept sighing and shook his head.

"Ah?" Wang Dafu was stunned when he heard Song Xiaoqian's words. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered and asked hurriedly: "Then..., Xiaoqian, do you have a way to deal with them?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoqian showed a embarrassed expression on his face, shook his head and said, "If it were an ordinary hundred ghosts walking at night, it might take some effort, but it is not impossible to completely subdue it. But Brother Acheng, all you appear here are evil ghosts for more than a hundred years, which is really..." He paused slightly and continued, "To be honest, I really don't understand, how could the blessed cave heaven with abundant spiritual energy attract so many such powerful ghosts?"

After pausing for a while, before Wang Dafu spoke, Song Xiaoqian continued, "Well... my golden light talisman can last for about half an hour, but there are many sacrifices in the Ullambana on the street now, and I think there are still monks and real people in the city holding a rebirth ceremony, so although it may not be possible to subdue these evil spirits, there will be no problem in suppressing them for an hour!"

"One hour? What should I do after that hour? Is there any other way?" After hearing this, Wang Dafu felt dizzy, but he still insisted on asking, but... Song Xiaoqian did not answer at all when he heard his question, but just looked at him silently.

Seeing the pity and regret in Song Xiaoqian's eyes, Wang Dafu immediately felt a dizzy moment, and then his hands and feet were cold. He had no idea what to say for a moment. At this time, the entire "Qinglou" was also in silence.

However, Wang Dafu is not a person who has no responsibility. After a moment of silence, he suddenly took a heavy breath, then turned around and shouted to the people in the building: "All the great talents can come to me for the gathering of Green Willows today, which is really a glorious thing for the Green Willow City. The Lord of the Great City is grateful here!" He paused and continued: "God will is unpredictable, and I don't know what my Lord of the Great City has done to offend God, and he actually surrendered this great power."

It is hard to have a Green Willow City with me, but now things have come to this point, so there is no time to check it out. The lord of the city can only accept it calmly!" Looking around the people in the building, Wang Dafu's face showed a miserable smile: "I originally wanted to have a drink with you, but the situation is overwhelming. Even if you are not happy, the lord of the city can only see you offend... Haha, if there is still a chance to meet in the future, let's have a quick gathering again. There are many offenses, please forgive me!"

As he said that, he bowed his hand suddenly, then turned his head to Song Xiaoqian and said, "Xiaoqian, are you able to escort these Gaoxian and great talents out of the city?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaoqian nodded and said, "My Golden Light Talisman is still half an hour old. During this period, the evil people bowed their heads. You only need to go to the car shop normally and leave the Green Liucheng area within half an hour."

When everyone in the building heard this, they all looked happy. It was not because they were timid, but how many people could be calm when facing such a hundred ghosts and the demons were dancing around? Speaking of which, these people are worthy of being famous in history, and their minds are really amazing. If they were ordinary people, they would have been panicked at this time, and even scattered birds and beasts. How could they sit here like them, as if nothing had happened!

Hearing Wang Dafu's words, the building looked at each other, and Li Bai, the poet who had the best relationship with Wang Dafu, stood up and said loudly: "Brother Acheng, now you are facing such a dangerous situation, how can we ignore it!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dafu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Taibai, why did you say this? You are all VIPs invited by my Green Willow City. How can you put VIPs in danger in this world? Besides... You are all great talents, but you don't know how to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, subdue demons and demons. If you don't leave, you will just sacrifice in vain!" After a heavy blow, Wang Dafu looked at the people in the building seriously and said earnestly: "You are the pillars of the country and the backbone of the people. There can be no big city lord in the world, there can be no Green Willow City, but you can't do it! City~~ I'll be here, please... go quickly!" At the end of the day, the sincere feelings made people cry when they heard it, and it also made everyone in the building look moved. Even a selfless person like Feng Jie nodded slightly.

Everyone present also knew that the so-called profession has specialties. If you talk about writing, sad about spring and autumn, or even spreading the battlefield, governing the country and pacifying the world, it is a piece of cake for them. However, in this situation, they are helpless and unable to do anything. Everyone is not a commoner in the world. They naturally make decisions on who is more important. They don’t say much at the moment. They leave immediately after saying goodbye and farewell, and they leave in a short time. However, strangely, Cai Wenji, who was scared by the "ghost" mother-in-law, looked scared at all, and they didn’t look scared at all when they left. Instead, they showed a look of remembrance and confusion, which made people feel a little different. Could this talented woman actually like ghosts?

After everyone left one after another, they looked at the "clear building" hall just now, and in a flash, Wang Dafu stood in the center of the hall with a slight silence, feeling in tears. He never expected that the "Ullambana Club" that had been created with countless efforts and a large amount of gold coins would have such an ending. Not only did he not recruit even a single talent, but he even completely forced his foundation into a desperate situation! Now there is only one hour left, where can he find someone who can settle the ghosts?

"Talented Man" Mo Yan was sitting in the same place as if an old monk, with his expression on his face without waves. He was playing the desolate and strange song just now, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him - but then again, it did have nothing to do with him. Mo Yan is a player, and at a very early age, he would just go offline!

"Damn it, how could it be like this..." Standing in the original place, Wang Dafu murmured silently. At this time, except for doubts, the most in his heart was anger and helplessness. He tried his best but ended up in vain. And there was an accident at the last moment. No one could stand such a gap in his heart!

"Well~~What were you doing just now?" Song Xiaoqian's voice sounded faintly. Since everyone left, Song Xiaoqian had been wandering around the hall. At this time, some problems seemed to be seen.

"What are you doing? You didn't do anything. You're just doing a traditional Ullambana show!" After hearing Song Xiaoqian's question, Wang Dafu came to his senses and replied with confusion.

"The traditional program of the Ullambana? Could it be..." Song Xiaoqian suddenly opened his eyes in surprise when he heard this and asked in an unbelievable tone: "Are you... you are holding the 'cleaning of running lights'?"

"Clean running lights? What kind of clear running lights?" Wang Dafu was confused by his words.

"No wonder, no wonder there is a hundred ghosts walking at night..." Song Xiaoqian ignored Wang Dafu's expression, slapped his forehead suddenly, and said loudly: "I said, Brother Acheng! You have nothing to do with you, why do you have to play with such evil things as 'cleaning light'?"

When Wang Dafu heard this, he was completely depressed. He frowned and asked in anger: "Qing running lights, what is Qing running lights? We were actually doing the traditional Ullambana show - telling ghost stories!"

"Telling ghost stories? Isn't that the Qing running lamp?" Song Xiaoqian opened his eyes exaggeratedly and looked at Wang Dafu again and again until he was sure that he really didn't understand. Then he explained in detail: "The so-called Qing running lamp is actually a soul-subduing ritual since ancient times. Specifically, at the moment of Taiyin, hundreds of people gathered together, and each person lighted a candle, and then everyone present started to tell ghost stories. After the telling, the person blows out the candle in front of him. According to legend, when the 100th candle is blown out, the ghost gate will open wide and attract all ghosts to appear. This ritual is quite exhausting and can be regarded as one of the most evil rituals."

Every time Song Xiaoqian said something, Wang Dafu's face turned blue. When Song Xiaoqian finished speaking, Wang Dafu's face had completely turned blue. The traditional program of the "Ullambane Club" held by everyone in the building just now was clearly what Song Xiaoqian said about "clear running lights"!

I saw him remain silent for a while and finally squeezed out of his teeth: "... Then why did this evil ritual become a traditional program of the Ullambana? Why hasn't there been any other thing before?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? Maybe it's because the original purpose of the Ullambana is to pay tribute to the ghosts..." Song Xiaoqian rolled his eyes and continued angrily: "As for why there has never happened before, as long as you look at the situation, no one knows even if something happens; secondly... do you think everyone can make such a lot of knowledgeable guys like you, playing such boring games?"

"Ask a lot? What does this have to do with being a lot of knowledge?" Wang Dafu was confused again.

"Please~~ Brother Acheng..." Song Xiaoqian rubbed his forehead helplessly and explained patiently: "Do you really think that clearing the running lights can lead to success? If this ceremony is to succeed, there are very strict requirements! First of all, the first thing is that all the ghost stories told in the ceremony must be 'real' and well-documented, and must not be 'made up' at will! Think about it, ghost stories are difficult to distinguish the truth from the market. Who can guarantee that a whole hundred ghost stories are real?"

Hearing this, Wang Dafu's eyes suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. The scene of Gao Xian and the talented people in the building concentrating on their full strength to tell ghost stories. Then his face turned from blue to black. No wonder nothing happened elsewhere, so he made a mistake?

He just thought that those great and powerful talents were making up stories casually, but if you think about it carefully, those people were all well-read poetry, books, scriptures, and articles, so how could they make up stories casually? They must have been searched through the classics in detail... Thinking of this, Wang Dafu's tears were almost over. Who would have thought that a good event would fail in the end because the participants were too high and had strong abilities. Will there be such unlucky things in the world?
Chapter completed!