One, two, three..., eight people in a row were in something wrong. Not only did they disobey orders and wander around, but some of them howled like wild beasts and attacked wantonly as long as others approached.
When Zhao Ling and Yun Ming saw this, they did not dare to neglect and quickly sent out a signal for everyone to return to their side and put them under the protection of Chang Ban.
As the number of people increased, the trembling of the long flags became more intense, and it was obvious that more evil spirits were attracted here.
Wu Gen is naturally not afraid of these evil spirits, but Chu Ji's soul is weak and he may not be able to withstand their attack.
Taking Chu Ji with him, he walked under the flag regardless of anything, making others look at him a lot along the way.
After everyone arrived and counted, Wu Gen discovered that Zhang Yuan and Sha Chu were not there. Cold sweat suddenly flowed down, and Wu Gen shouted loudly to the surroundings. Soon, Zhang Yuan's voice came from far away, "Wu Gen, come here and help me quickly, the sand pestle is poisoned."
Wu Gen was shocked when he heard this. He handed Chu Ji to the maid next to Zhao Ling, turned around and ran towards the source of the sound. Running to a building like a main hall, Wu Gen saw Sha Chu foaming at the mouth, with a ferocious face, struggling in Zhang Yuan's arms.
Zhang Yuan tightly restrained his body, preventing him from moving to hurt others or himself.
Wu Gen quickly stepped forward and tied Shachu with a waist rope. This guy didn't look strong on weekdays, but at this moment he was as strong as an ox, which made Wu Gen and Zhang Yuan sweat all over.
"Hurry up and carry him back. If it's too late, the evil spirits may have destroyed his soul and he will never be able to be saved again." Wu Gen said urgently, and he and Zhang Yuan ran back carrying the sand pestle.
On the way, Wu Gen asked a little strangely, "Old Zhang, why are you okay after being hit by a sand pestle?" Zhang Yuan was also a little confused, "I did feel dizzy just now, but for some reason, after hearing a scream, It’s okay, maybe it’s related to the secret method passed down by my family.”
When Wu Gen heard this, he immediately understood. Zhang Yuan's secret technique had been passed down from generation to generation. His ancestors were all soldiers, and the shadows of his ancestors had accumulated in his body. The evil spirit in his body might not be able to harm him even by evil spirits.
He brought Sha Chu back to the Chang Banner, struggling more and more fiercely, and kept roaring at the Chang Banner.
"What should we do?" Zhang Yuan looked at Wu Gen and was a little panicked. How could he drive out the possessed evil spirit? No one present had any idea. Nagabata can only resist the approaching evil spirits, but there is no way to drive them away from the body.
Wu Gen was also sweating anxiously. He was not afraid of this evil spirit. Even if it possessed him, it wouldn't be a big deal, but how to force it out was a problem.
After trying it with a long banner, Sha Chu only felt uncomfortable and had no effect. It seems that the power of this banner is still a little small.
After a while, the pupils in Sha Chu's eyes disappeared little by little, leaving only the whites of his eyes. If they all turned into white eyes, I'm afraid this person would be hopeless.
When he was at a loss what to do, Chu Ji came over, reached out and took out a bone flute that was more than an inch long from his neck, "Brother, try this on. Grandpa said that this little flute has been placed in the desolate mausoleum for many years. Heroic spirit can drive away evil spirits and ward off evil spirits.”
Wu Gen looked at it and found that the bone flute was as smooth as glazed jade, and there was nothing magical about it. However, in the current scene, one can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, taking the flute and putting it towards Shachu's forehead.
As soon as the bone flute was placed on Shachu's forehead, white smoke erupted from his skin and flesh. Sha Chu struggled even more fiercely. Wu Gen and Zhang Yuan pinned him down. After a while, blood and tears continued to flow from Sha Chu's eyes, and he gradually stopped struggling.
Wu Gen shouted, "Others, get out of the way." If the evil spirit escapes, it will be troublesome to possess other people. Suddenly, there was no one around Wu Gen except Zhang Yuan.
"Chu Ji, help me watch to see if this ghost has come out." Wu Gen confessed to Chu Ji without looking back.
"Yeah." Chu Ji replied in a sweet voice, his eyes widened. It was the first time that his brother needed help from him, so the little guy was full of energy. If it weren't for the maid holding him tightly, he wouldn't have run to Wu Gen at this time.
The white smoke on Shachu's forehead gradually disappeared, "Come out, brother, it's on your right." Chu Ji shouted excitedly.
Wu Gen suddenly turned his head and made a hand seal with his hands. This was a method used in the Judgment of Delirium, called Soul Leading. Wherever it leads, of course it is to yourself. If this ghost thing were to run onto other people again, it would be troublesome.
Soon, the evil spirit was summoned and entered Wu Gen's mind. This time, what possessed Shachu was a monster with a human body and a face full of eyes. Wu Gen let out a sigh of relief. Once you reach your own territory, you are no longer in control.
When the monster saw Wu Gen, it rushed forward fiercely. Wu Gen used the gourd and the gourd to restrain the monster in a cage. Unexpectedly, this monster was much stronger than the last evil spirit, and it actually broke free from the cage and rushed out.
In desperation, Wu Gen had no choice but to concentrate, transformed into a long knife, and had a good fight with the monster.
Zhao Ling and Yun Ming looked at Wu Gen, who was sitting motionless on the ground, and looked at each other. It turned out that the boy in front of them was a rare soul master, and Wu Gen's weight in their hearts became heavier.
After a while, Wu Gen finally opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, he took a long breath, and finally killed the monster. Looking down at Shachu who fell on the ground, Wu Gen had already fallen asleep. As for how he would wake up, Wu Gen was not sure, but he finally saved his life.
Zhao Ling walked over with a smile, "Wu Gen, I still need to rely on you more."
"Still going up." Wu Gen rolled his eyes. If he continued like this, he didn't know how many evil spirits there would be. Anyway, in the end, he didn't know if others would survive, and he would definitely die.
"Hey, I have a headache." Wu Gen covered his head and lay down on the ground.
"You can add some more to the original conditions. I will give you a noble Ding title." Zhao Ling gritted his silver teeth and said.
The people present started talking loudly. You must know how difficult it is to become a nobleman. How can you get it without going through the central review and the emperor's inspection. The State of Zhao only awards dozens of nobles every year, and many of them were replaced after the original nobles committed crimes and retired.
This Zhao Ling is generous. With this reward, many people may fight for it with their lives. After all, he has gained the status of a nobleman, but it can benefit future generations.
Wu Gen got up from the ground, "I feel my headache is better. How about the two noble men, Ding Ji."
"Impossible." Zhao Ling flatly refused. This was the limit of her ability. "You can't let my father recognize two godsons."
It turned out that this was what happened. This was to report to the imperial court Zongzheng. Wu Gen did not bother any more and pointed at Chu Ji and said: "Give her Ding Ji."
Now Zhao Ling was also surprised, "Are you really willing to give up?"
"What's the point of being reluctant to part with this? Ding Ji, a small nobleman, can't stand my eyes." Wu Gen said without caring. To be honest, if Chu Ji gets this protection, at least no one dares to touch her, which is equivalent to asking for a talisman.
Chu Ji rolled her eyes. Although she was still young and didn't know what this noble person meant, seeing this somewhat fierce sister forcing her brother to move on, she shook off the maid's hand, walked up to Wu Gen, and whispered , "Brother, I heard from grandpa that if there are evil spirits approaching, just blow this little flute and they won't dare to come."
"Really?" Wu Gen couldn't help but be overjoyed, it was much easier this way. He stood up and greeted, "Everyone, please follow me and don't leave me within thirty steps." He stood up and moved forward.
Xiang Qi was a little anxious, "What to do with those people who were possessed just now? They still need to be rescued."
Zhao Ling turned his head sharply and glanced at Xiang Qi, who had no choice but to remain silent.
Wu Gen sighed, "We are all traveling with Paoze all the way. We can't ignore it. Let me go. Whether we can save him or not depends on fate."
Zhao Ling was about to speak, but after thinking for a while, he remained silent.
Wu Gen carried Chu Ji on his back and tied it to his own back with a rope. He held a bone flute in his mouth and chased after those who had lost their minds.
If he encountered an evil spirit on the way, Chu Ji would automatically warn him. Wu Gen tried to play the bone flute, and sure enough, the evil spirit heard the sharp sound of the flute and fled in a hurry as if facing a formidable enemy.
Wu Gen searched all the way and found a total of eight people, six of whom had lost their souls, and only two were rescued. After putting the last person to the ground, Wu Gen's face was like gold paper and he had a splitting headache. This was a sign that his soul and soul power had been exhausted.
Normally, if I could get a good sleep at this time, I would be able to recover slowly, but in this situation, how could I allow myself to rest?
Supporting his body, Wu Gen stood up and prepared to lead everyone forward.
Yun Ming came over and took out a round piece of black jade, "Wu Gen, I got this thing by chance in a deserted valley in Xingluo Plain. I don't know what it is. After keeping it on me for a long time, it has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. , just take it."
Wu Gen took the black jade. The jade was warm and moist, and there was nothing magical about it. Put it carefully on your forehead and try it. Waves of coolness come through, and the irritable feeling just now is relieved a lot.
Good stuff, really good stuff, Wu Gen quickly stuffed it into his sleeve. Zhao Ling, who was standing next to him, saw this scene, looked at Yun Ming meaningfully, and smoothed his hair behind his ears.
Yun Ming glanced at Zhao Ling intentionally or unintentionally and smiled slightly.
The actions of the two fell into Wu Gen's eyes, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly, okay, he became the hot cake at this time, and actually made the two of them compete to show their goodwill.
After resting for a while, Wu Gen asked the old man holding the flag to stop, and then he led the people to climb up while playing the flute.
Along the way, we saw jade figurines from time to time, and there were more than two thousand of them. It can be seen that before the Wentian Sect was destroyed, the sect was indeed prosperous.
As the rooms were cleaned, evil spirits came out from time to time, but they were all stopped by the sound of the flute. However, no one else except Chu Ji and Wu Gen could see this kind of danger. They just felt that the journey was quite smooth.
After being busy until dark, everyone held prepared torches and gathered at the top of the mountain. This is the location of the Sutra Pavilion and the most important place of the trip.
Although there are many artifacts left by Wentian Sect, most of them have lost their spirituality due to lack of spiritual energy cultivation for many years. On the contrary, the Sutra Collection Pavilion, which contains a large number of cultivation classics, is the place that Zhao Ling and Yun Ming are most interested in. If all of them can be interpreted, another powerful spiritual force will surely rise.
At any time, inheritance is always the most important. Intangible accumulation always lasts longer than tangible artifacts.
The two had a dispute here, and both would rather give up some artifacts than let the other party read too many classics. Because all that is left here are some jade slips, gold slips, and the like, and only these materials can be preserved through the ages.
Among them, according to the degree of preciousness, of course the jade slips are the most noble, followed by the gold slips, and those engraved on copper and iron are the least valuable.
The two groups became more and more fierce and tense, and there was a tendency to fight on the spot. Wu Gen had no choice but to stand up and, in accordance with the original rules of Dafeng Village, proposed drawing lots to decide who would belong to them. Otherwise, he would leave the place alone and let these people be accompanied by evil spirits.
In desperation, the two had no choice but to accept the proposal. Wu Gen made two paper balls, and under the supervision of the black cat and crow, the two drew lots to decide.
"Open." Wu Genru opened a jade bowl like a steward in a casino and shouted, "Come on, come on, you two can take it for yourself. If you buy it and leave it, you won't regret it." There was the last jade slip in front of him, and finally it was Zhao Ling guessed correctly, and the spoils-sharing meeting ended successfully.
"You two, we have gained a lot today. As a banker, I also need to collect some interest. How about taking something." Wu Gen suggested.
Zhao Ling and Yun Ming were like red-eyed gamblers, glaring at Wu Gen fiercely. Wu Gen smiled and said, pointing to the largest pile at the scene. Most of them were sutras made of copper and iron, which were also of the lowest quality. "I will just take one thing from it, and I will not take anything else."
The expressions of the two of them softened a bit. Wu Gen rummaged around inside and found a copper slip and said, "This is it."
Zhao and Yun glanced at it worriedly, shook their heads, and let Wu Gen take it.
There are six big characters on the far right side of the copper foil, which means Yin and Yang combined with the law.
7017k
