The carriages and horses rattled, the grass was desolate, and a team of vehicles headed towards the mountains in the distance.
Wu Gen held Chu Ji in his arms and rode behind the team. The motorcade was heading to Yanming Mountain. Originally, Chu Ji could sit in the car, but she insisted on riding on the horse with Wu Gen.
Picking some dogtail grass from the roadside, Wu Gen wove some puppies out of the grass and teased Chu Ji. The fluff on the grass tickled Chu Ji, and the girl giggled. The clear laughter spread far away, startling the rabbits and crows hiding in the wormwood, and causing the horses to snort several times.
Chu Ji has adapted to life in Guanxi City, running around like a crazy girl every day in the courtyard of the palace. When the guard guarding the door saw her, he didn't stop her. Instead, he told her not to run too far.
Word has spread in the palace that this little girl is likely to be canonized as a noble, and no one will feel uncomfortable at this time. In addition, Chu Ji is smart and intelligent, which makes many people really love her.
Wu Gen didn't expect that Zhao Ling would leave so soon. Since the last time he had lied to her that Yanming Mountain might have the means to assist with spiritual arts, Zhao Ling had not long sent someone to send a message that she would make a special trip to Yanming Mountain in a few days. We must ask Master Na Qiu to hand over the required books.
Such impatience made Wu Gen suspicious as to why the other party was so keen on the art of witchcraft. You know, anyone who gets involved in this kind of thing would like to hide away. Zhao Ling's behavior is indeed a bit abnormal.
A royal child can't wait to get the magic of witchcraft, what does he want to do. Thinking of this, Wu Gen felt a chill in his heart. This whirlpool is too big and deep for a small person like us to bear. If it weren't for Chu Ji's canonization as a bait, Wu Gen would have escaped long ago.
Also coming along on this trip was Zhao Ling's cousin Zhang Qing. As soon as he left Guanxi City, this man got into Zhao Ling's carriage and never showed up again.
Initially, Wu Gen had a faint feeling that he had some vague hostility towards him, but after returning to the city, he returned to normal. I think the other party must have figured it out, and it would be a bit of a loss to compete with a middle-aged man.
Just like a toad covets a swan, will other swans be jealous? The boundless sky is the home of swans, while toads can only stay in the smelly ponds and look up.
After driving for a day, we needed to rest midway. We arrived at a small town called Changgu and stayed at the Guanzhong Inn. Of course, Zhao Ling and Zhang Qing would naturally have other mansions built by city officials for them to rest.
Wu Gen didn't dare to sleep too close to other people now. These days, as soon as he fell asleep, the millstone came to his face, and it became clearer and clearer. Even the traces carved on the stone plate were clearly visible.
Now, I really like killing people in my dreams.
In order not to hurt innocent people, Wu Gen had to stay away from everyone, found a very remote-looking house in the backyard, and planned to live here. Chu Ji was naturally accompanied by Zhao Ling's maid.
Turning around and asking someone to bring some bedding, the postmaster glanced at Wu Gen with some embarrassment, reached out and pulled him aside and whispered: "Dear guest, there are still vacancies in this post, so why not choose another one? This house has been here for many years. There is no one living there, so it’s a bit unclean.”
Wu Gen waved his hand indifferently, "If you don't want to clean it, just clean it up. It's quiet here and I think it's fine, so there's no need to bother."
"No." The postmaster glanced at the room nervously, "Dear guest, the room is not very clean at night."
Wu Gen understood at this time that it was rumored to be haunted, so he asked curiously: "Why is there such a rumor about a good house?"
The postmaster sighed, "It's not a rumor, but it's true. What the distinguished guests don't know is that the backyard here was set up for the family members of officials, and it was originally a quiet place.
Just a few years ago, a team came to pick up the bride. Because of the long journey, the bride arranged to rest in the backyard. But at night, the bride took advantage of the situation and jumped into the deep well in the courtyard. "
Speaking of this, the postmaster glanced at the well in the courtyard with some fear, and said with lingering fear: "The key...the key is that he was still wearing auspicious clothes when he died. This is a bad omen. When he was found, there was a There is still a red embroidered shoe. Since then, unrest has arisen in this place."
When Wu Gen heard this, he quickly asked: "Why did you commit suicide on the wedding day? Could it be that you don't want to get married?"
"Alas, your distinguished guest didn't know something, and I only heard about it later. This woman is from a middle-class family, and her father was also a county official. There was a lover who he liked and they were engaged.
However, a nobleman fell in love with the woman and wanted to marry her as his concubine. The woman's family, greedy for wealth, broke the engagement and married his daughter to the nobleman as his concubine.
The woman refused in every possible way, and finally got on the sedan in desperation. When she got here, she saw that she was far away from home, and she couldn't think about it anymore, so she fell into the well. Later, people who lived here said that wet footprints often appeared on the ground at night, which scared no one to live in the house. "
When Wu Gen heard this, he couldn't help but smile, wondering why it was such an old-fashioned plot. He didn't take it seriously and said: "Flowing pills stop in a moment, and rumors stop in a wise man. This kind of thing often comes out of nowhere, and the more it is spread, the more outrageous it becomes. It doesn't matter, our army I am born with a strong evil spirit, so I will stay here tonight.”
I secretly thought to myself, if I were allowed to live somewhere else, it would be hard to say whether anyone would dare to live in your hotel in the future.
"Dear guest..." The postmaster wanted to persuade him, but Wu Gen waved his hand to stop him. He could only sigh and sent someone to bring some quilts.
As soon as I entered the house, it was chilly and there was a layer of dust. Two postmen helped to clean, but they had only cleaned half of the room. One of them pointed to the corner with a horrified look on his face, "This, this, this... oh my god." He turned around and ran towards the house like a rabbit. When the other person saw that he was also saying "girly", he disappeared.
Wu Gen walked over and took a look, but there was a woman's old shoe thrown there. He didn't know which family member had lost it there. Cursing secretly, Wu Gen threw the shoes out and started cleaning them himself.
At night, Wu Gen lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly. It wasn't that he was big-hearted. He had even been visited by ghosts and monsters, so there was nothing else to be afraid of.
Soon, the millstone arrived as promised. In the quiet space, the dark blue millstone rotated silently, and the distant and ancient atmosphere rushed towards the face, which seemed quite extraordinary. There were just a few silver ingots flying like doves next to the millstone, which seemed more and more awkward the more I looked at them.
Wu Gen turned into a human-shaped flame and was meditating around the millstone.
Suddenly, bursts of long and ethereal sounds came from the void, like chanting, whispering, or singing, and even the flame of his own body swayed along with it.
This was the first time such a vision had occurred. Wu Gen was perked up and searched around for the source of the sound. But these sounds were high and low, vague and uncertain, they were everywhere and nowhere to be found.
In desperation, Wu Gen had to give up. Suddenly, I discovered that there were some obscure textures on the stone plate. He stretched out his hand and touched it gently, and the Duwan Jue started to work. A human silhouette appeared around him, dancing slowly around the millstone.
After a long time, Wu Gen finally understood that these complex textures can be expressed in two words. One is "town" and the other is "split". To suppress is to suppress the nihilistic existence of spiritual bodies. To destroy is to simply throw it into a millstone and crush it into powder.
Wu Gen was ecstatic in his heart. This was the first soul master method he had created since he started practicing the Art of Saving Evil. If you encounter any evil spirit entering your body in the future, why should you be afraid of what he will do?
Things in the world are like this, I'm afraid of talking nonsense. In the midst of joy, the space suddenly vibrated, as if a foreign object had invaded.
Wu Gen stood next to the millstone, looking coldly at the figure that was slowly transforming into shape, and even deliberately relaxed some resistance and allowed it to enter.
The figure of a woman gradually became clearer, with a pale complexion, long hair disheveled, and water dripping from her body. Under the red Jifu, one foot was bare and the other was wearing red embroidered shoes, which were exactly the same as those found in the house.
The woman stretched out her arms, her fingertips were bloody and her nails had fallen off. Looking at Wu Gen, the woman's mouth and nose kept flowing with turbid water, and she walked slowly and straightly. With every step he took, the surroundings became colder.
"Stay with me, Leng." The woman muttered, staring at Wu Gen with her rolled eyes.
Wu Gen felt annoyed. It turned out that what the postmaster said was true. There was really a female ghost entrenched here. This ghost is extremely violent, far more violent than the remnant souls encountered by Wentian Sect. Those remnant souls have gone through the years and look terrifying, but in fact they are completely exhausted.
"It would be better to accompany you." Wu Gen said calmly, not panicking.
The millstone is in my hand, I own the world here.
"Go into the well, go into the well..." The woman shouted sternly, and the sharp sound came, making Wu Gen quite uncomfortable.
"You don't even look in the mirror when you go out. You look like a ghost. How can I accompany you?" There are many uglier ghosts than this one, but the one in front of me looks more pleasing to the eye. If you dress up, I'm afraid there will be many mature men who have been wearing it.
"If you don't accompany me, you will die." The woman suddenly became angry, and yellow water gurgled from her body. The water quickly spread and filled the space. Soon, Wu Gen and Mopan were submerged under the water, and the bone-chilling coldness came, as if it would freeze the flames.
The woman's long hair grew longer, winding like a snake, trying to bind Wu Gen within it.
"Open." Seeing his opponent being arrogant on his own court, Wu Gen was furious. In the dark turbid water, a golden figure suddenly jumped out, holding a huge millstone high in his right hand, with a majestic posture, standing in the sky like a god.
If we were in this world, majestic music would be playing at this time to be worthy of such a heroic appearance.
The woman was furious and swung her head hard, causing the turbid water to roll. Countless long hairs flew out of the water like giant pythons and rushed toward Wu Gen.
"A young man can be so arrogant." Following the voice, the millstone in Wu Gen's hand suddenly grew in size and came over the sky and the earth. The long-haired python collided with the millstone and shattered inch by inch, but at the same time, the millstone was also shaken by the endless stream of hair in the water.
"Stop again." Wu Gen desperately mobilized his soul power, and the millstone became larger. Circles of dim light emitted from the surrounding area, like ripples on water, gradually suppressing the woman's hair.
Not to be outdone, the woman roared loudly, and the entire space was filled with her sharp roar. The water surface seemed to be boiling, and countless hairs came out, attacking the millstone one after another.
One person and one ghost fought hard and ended up in a draw. After all, this is where Wu Gen's heart lies, so it naturally has the advantage of being at home. Gradually, the woman's decline became apparent. Seeing that he could not take down his opponent, the red wedding dress on his body flew out and grew bigger in an instant.
Flying in front of Wu Gen, the wedding dress fell down, and Wu Gen was wrapped up with the millstone. The wedding dress got tighter and tighter, the space gradually became brighter, and the surroundings became turbulent. This was a sign that Wu Gen's mind could not hold on any longer.
Either you die or I die today. Wu Gen's heart moved fiercely, and he no longer spared his soul power. The Duan Jue was activated, and the wedding dress package swelled little by little, like the belly of a woman who was ten months pregnant.
The woman's face looked ugly, and blood kept flowing from her eyes. It was obvious that she had been working very hard.
Suddenly, the wedding dress exploded and strips of cloth flew in all directions, falling into the water and disappearing. The millstone appeared in front of the female ghost again, and after breaking away from its restraints, it expanded rapidly, towering like a mountain, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.
"Resist." Wu Gen's voice sounded, and the millstone rumbled down from the sky, pressing the female ghost tightly underneath.
After a long time, the surroundings finally became quiet. The endless turbid waves and long hair disappeared, leaving only a human-shaped flame that was much smaller and swaying slowly on the millstone.
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