Xu Shucai noticed that the flower in front of the Buddha was much wilted than last time. He gently touched the flower in front of the Buddha. The petals opened and wrapped around his right index finger. A warm thought came over him, like a shy child who wanted to speak. I want to say something, but I can't.
Xu Shu realized something was wrong and immediately thought of the box of Qianshan soil in the Green Ring.
According to the classics, Qianshan soil is definitely the spiritual soil among spiritual soils and has miraculous effects on nourishing spiritual plants.
Xu Shu took out the white jade box, dug up the soil around the lace in front of the Buddha, and buried a piece of Qianshan soil in it.
With a whoosh, thousands of mountains of soil disappeared. The flowers in front of the Buddha immediately changed their withered appearance and became green and faint, and the lines on the stems and leaves also faded a lot.
Seeing that Qianshan soil was effective, Xu Shu didn't bother searching, and directly poured all the Qianshan soil in the box into the pit.
In an instant, the flower in front of the Buddha was completely lit up, as if it had turned into a clear jade. The dim light lasted for more than half an hour before dimming.
The flower in front of the Buddha did not grow vigorously, but completely grew into a glass-like flower.
Xu Shu gently moved towards the central petal, but the petal suddenly moved back.
The next moment, a strange light emanated from the center of the petals, the flower in front of the Buddha disappeared, and a six or seven-year-old porcelain doll appeared in front of Xu Shu.
Her jade-like little face was all pink, and her porcelain-white body was naked, curled up tightly as if she was ashamed.
Xu Shu took out a green shirt and wrapped the little girl's body.
The little girl stared at Xu Shu with her big watery eyes, opened her red lips, revealing her white jade-like tiger teeth, "Xu, Xu..."
"Xu Shu!"
Xu Shu was not surprised that the little girl knew his last name, nor was he surprised that the little girl forgot his full name.
He heard Yang Shouyi say that under such circumstances, even if Jiang Wu was rescued, she would be reborn and would lose almost all her memory.
Even if I could record some, it would only be limited information about the last person I saw before he died.
Jiang Wu's previous life was too miserable, and Xu Shu was happy to see her lose her memory.
"My name is Xu Shu, your name is...Xu...Wu!"
Xu Shu didn't want her to remember that desolate and miserable past life, but he couldn't bear to erase everything about her past life.
He himself is a reborn person and can best understand this feeling.
His previous life was also extremely sad, extremely sad, but if he really forgot his past life, how could he carry on in this life.
Therefore, he still left her with the character "妩".
"Xu... Wu"
It was difficult for the little girl to pronounce, but her voice was crisp and sweet.
She repeated "Xu Wu" and "Xu Shu" more than ten times, and suddenly started to giggle.
Xu Shu was stunned. He had never seen such an innocent smile.
I just feel that there is no one on the empty mountain and thousands of trees and flowers are blooming.
It was as if the dark clouds in the howling sea were all dispersed under this smile.
The little girl was giggling. Suddenly, light spots appeared on her arms and face, and the light spots gathered into rune patterns.
Xu Shu frowned. At this moment, the little girl suddenly appeared frightened. With a swish, she got into the ground and disappeared.
Xu Shu panicked. He kept calling "Xiao Wu". At first, he thought Xu Wu was just frightened and crawled into the soil. Later, he realized that something was wrong. His calling became louder and louder, and the entire Anbang Temple was alarmed.
Fortunately, the Ming monk moved around and did not frighten the pilgrims staying in the guest house.
Xu Shu was at a loss when a weak air ball suddenly appeared.
Xu Shu was startled, and quickly stepped away, staring at the air ball warily, with confusion in his eyes, "Xiao... Xiaowu..."
Suddenly, the air ball continued to rotate in the air. Xu Shu could see that the air ball was writing in the void, "Yang! You are Mr. Shouyi!"
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The air ball stopped rotating and floated quietly. A gust of wind blew and the air ball was blown away. It took more than ten breaths before it slowly gathered again.
Xu Shu was greatly shocked. He had studied the "Black Mountain Contemplation Sutra" with his soul body and was quite familiar with ghosts and ghosts.
He knew very well that if Yang Shouyi's ghost was in this state, it must be so weak that it was on the verge of collapse.
Xu Shu hurriedly poured out various resources from the green ring, and various bottles and jars were placed on the floor. In his knowledge, there was no potion that could be used by ghosts.
However, the origins of these bottles and jars were mixed, and he did not know all of them. He only hoped that Yang Shouyi would be knowledgeable enough to find useful resources among them.
Xu Shu opened all the lids, and the air ball circled around the bottles and jars, and then flew to Xu Shu.
Xu Shu understood that none of these bottles and jars could be used by Yang Shouyi.
He tapped his head with his hand, and suddenly, an idea struck him, and he thought of the omnipotent item in his pocket—the Origin Bead.
At the moment, he took out a Origin Bead and spread it in his palm.
This is a Origin Bead that is two circles larger and much more solid than the third-level Origin Bead. It comes from Lin Tingmo, the newly promoted inner refiner of the fifth level.
There are many Origin Beads in his Sumeru Ring, and this is the only fifth-level Origin Bead.
The Origin Pearl appeared, and the air mass instantly penetrated into the Origin Pearl and disappeared.
Almost at the same time, the demon collecting bag on Xu Shu's waist began to stir.
Xu Shu knew that Crying was smelling the fishy smell again. At this moment, he had no time to take care of Crying. At that moment, he untied the demon collection bag and threw in a Origin Bead.
Sure enough, the demon bag returned to peace.
The Origin Pearl in his palm shrank and became dull at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it completely disappeared after more than thirty breaths.
Finally, the air mass was revealed again, shrank in size and became much more solid.
With a whoosh, the air mass materialized in the wind and transformed into the image of Yang Shouyi.
But compared with the previous image that was as solid as a real person, the Yang Shouyi in front of him looked as empty as a reflection in the water.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Xu Shu frowned. He never imagined that Yang Shouyi would be so weak.
Helpless, he took out the last soul-sealing talisman, brushed the ground, and the ghost left his body.
In an instant, he received a message of thanks from Yang Shouyi.
Xu Shu ignored the false courtesy and said hurriedly, "Senior, your ghost is now extremely weak, so you should quickly return to the statue and nourish it with incense. Other things will be long in the future."
Yang Shouyi shook his head slightly and turned to look at the cliff and the sky. He saw the bright shadow of the waning moon, the swaying mountain wind, and the lush green trees. "I didn't realize that this mountain scenery was anything special before. But now that I see it, it is truly the most beautiful thing in the world."
Xu Shu thought to himself that something was not right, "Senior, as long as your soul remains, you can raise it again."
Yang Shou waved his hand, "If you don't enter the Soul Dao, you don't know what's going on.
As the saying goes, when a person dies, his soul disappears.
This is the right principle of heaven and earth.
Before the emergence of Yuanli, only those unjust ghosts who suffered the injustice of June Feixue would be resentful and would occasionally cause visions in the world, and the theories of ghosts and gods spread in the world.
Until the source of power appears, people who die with deep obsessions will often breed residual souls, which will disappear after menstruation.
After surviving the remnant soul level, they turn into ghosts. Most of them are of this generation in the dark mountains.
The so-called handsome ghosts, ghost generals, and fierce ghosts are all just strong ghosts.
Furthermore, ghosts give birth to soul cores, which are ghosts and demons. Pu Zongmeng and I are among them. "
