Song Xin came all the way to the Wei Manor, easily avoiding the patrolling private soldiers, and arrived at the small courtyard where he lived.
Apparently no one had lived here for a long time. The window coverings of the houses were full of holes and whistled in the wind.
He walked outside the big house where Liu Jing lived and gently opened the door.
With a creak, the wooden door opened, and the cold wind rushed into the house instantly, causing dust to rise. It was the first time he walked into this familiar yet unfamiliar room.
There are two rooms inside and outside. The decoration is very simple, just a few low tables, a couch, a few banquet tables, and dust and cobwebs everywhere. After scanning around, he finally noticed something strange.
There seemed to be less dust on a banquet table in the inner room.
Gently opening it, it turned out to be a movable stone slab, and underneath was the entrance to a cellar.
A musty smell rushed out from inside, and Song Xin quickly covered her nose.
"It stinks! What's in here?"
At this time, Xiaoyu said: "There seems to be something down there, go down and take a look, but be more careful."
Song Xin jumped into the cellar and flicked a small flame on her fingertips as a candle. The tunnel below is not long. After walking a few steps, you enter a stone room at the end of the corridor.
As soon as he arrived outside the stone chamber, Song Xin immediately caught a faint sound, and then a sense of danger came over him. As he hurriedly turned aside, a pair of withered hands crossed his face. Then a black figure flashed out from the stone room, screaming and rushing toward him.
"So it's you!" This is the evil puppet that Liu Jing used to guard the house. Liu Jing was injured and left it to guard the house. There was once a servant of the Wei family who was killed by him and eaten cleanly. Song Xin still remembered this incident.
But at this time, this evil puppet was nothing to Song Xin. There was just a crisp sound, and the black figure flew out directly backwards, hit the wall, and then wrapped him tightly with several thick vines.
The evil puppet made a whining sound, but the vines were thick and tough, and it couldn't break free at all. Song Xin walked calmly in front of the evil puppet and cut off its head with a sword. As soon as I entered the stone chamber, I was shocked by the sight in front of me.
There are rows of iron hooks on both walls of the stone chamber. There is a person hanging on each hook. They were dressed in different clothes, some were male and some were female, some were old and some were young. The only similarity was that they looked like dry dolls made of withered vines. Thick spider webs hang on these people, like thick balls of silkworm cocoons...
"It turns out that Liu Jing has killed so many people... These should be the babies bought by the Wei family. They should have been sucked dry by the ghost veins, leaving them to prepare for evil puppets." Song Xin bit the back of his mouth. Teeth, spit out a sentence harshly, clenching his fists tightly.
"If you hadn't become a practitioner, maybe you would be a corpse hanging here right now..." Xiaoyu said.
"Yeah..." Song Xin shuddered when thinking of the ghost veins that sucked blood every night.
"Song Xin, go take a look at the cabinet. There seems to be something in it."
Song Xin took a look and saw a metal cabinet in another corner, covered with thick dust and cobwebs.
A flame fell on the cabinet, burning up the cobwebs in an instant. He walked over and checked it out. There was a green copper lock on the cabinet. When he exerted force with his hand, the copper lock broke with a click.
After Song Xin opened the cabinet, he found several scrolls of bamboo slips.
"Uncle's puppet technique?"
Xiaoyu said: "Show it to me. Maybe it will be useful to me. Let's burn this place to prevent the evil puppets from going out to harm people." A moment later, in the Xingshang Garden, Xiaoyu looked at the bamboo slips spread out in front of him, surprised. Said: "This is a good set of puppet skills, specially designed to teach people how to make puppets."
"Is that the evil puppet that attacked me?" Song Xin asked curiously,
"There is indeed a method on how to use dead corpses to make puppets, but these are all side methods recorded in the book. In this way, I will take a closer look and maybe it can also be used to improve those wooden figures who practice martial arts. There is nothing here. let's go."
Song Xin immediately exited the stone chamber, and flames popped up one after another. In an instant, the entire stone chamber was filled with thick smoke and flames, and all the mummies and evil puppets on the wall were burned to ashes. Seeing the thick smoke blowing out from the cellar entrance, Song Xin turned around and rushed into the night.
Someone in the Wei family manor behind him had noticed the thick smoke and was sounding a warning gong. Almost at the same time, on a watchtower of the Wei family, there were two figures, a man and a woman, looking at the people below who were busy putting out the fire. They saw Song Xin entering and leaving Liu Jing's house just now.
One of them was a woman. She asked: "Brother, is it him? I don't think his cultivation is that good. How could Liu Jing fall into his hands? He is really useless."
The man smiled contemptuously and said: "It should be him. Bao Hong didn't say that much. Sister, wait until we get the things and deal with this kid."
The next night, Song Xin sat at the table with her mother and sister. The oil lamp on the table flickered brightly and dimly. From time to time he flicked the wick to make the fire shine brighter.
"Not long ago, an official sent a document to the county, saying that your father was not a fugitive, but was killed by that man, and he had been beheaded. The county captain also specially asked the clan leader to come to the house to explain the matter, and sent a pension . He lifted the supervision of me and your sister. We were all deceived by him." Mother Song gently patted the child and coaxed him to sleep.
"That's the person sent by my elder brother Wei Tong. I originally wanted to come back to visit my grandma and grandma as soon as this matter is over, but then I ran into something and was delayed."
"Your sister and I are fine, so you can rest assured outside. My sister is learning business from Qi Sanniang, the owner of a clothing shop in the town. She values your sister's sewing skills. She always praises her for her ingenuity, intelligence and studiousness."
"Sister, you don't have to work hard. The Prime Minister has rewarded me with so much money and silk, which is enough for my mother and sister to have enough food and clothing." Song Xin said.
"No matter how much money you have, there is still time to spend it all. If you learn some crafts now, you will not starve to death in the future. Brother, don't worry, Qi Sanniang has always taken good care of me, and now I am working as an attendant of the Prime Minister. Some people know about it. No one will bully your sister."
"Since my sister is willing to do something, that's fine. I'll keep these coins at home for your use."
"Son, you'd better take it with you. You need money in many places outside. We are in the countryside and we don't need such a lot of silver."
Song Xin patted her mother's hand gently, "Don't worry, mother, I can earn money outside, and there is no shortage of flowers when I am with the Prime Minister."
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Late at night, through the open window, Song Xin looked at the stars in the sky. Recalling what we have experienced in our two lives. All of this was like a dream, and he had hope in his heart that it was really a dream. But I am very scared, worried that when I wake up, I will find that this is really a big dream, and my cultivation will be in vain, and then I will have to face the fear of being at the mercy of fate again.
"Song Xin, Song Xin."
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"
"Can you come into the bottle world?"
"Okay." With a snap of his fingers, Song Xin appeared in the bottle world.
"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?"
"I want to tell you something. I just found a fragment of a record about this world in the largest house in this town. Come and take a look."
Song Xin took the broken page and looked at the records on it.
"Well, this world was originally called 'Shanshui Lingze'. It seems that it was named after the mountains and rivers here. The text is unclear... Oh, it says that this was originally a spiritual vein with abundant spiritual energy in the outside world in ancient times. It was collected into a vase by a certain powerful person. There is abundant spiritual energy here, and it must be this spiritual vein that is at work. Later, someone accidentally obtained this vase, and brought some practitioners in to establish this town.... .Well, the next record is gone again..."
"Look further down." Xiaoyu said.
Song Xin saw legible words behind a piece of vague handwriting. "Later some practitioners brought mortals in, but they died prematurely."
Song Xin recalled the influence of spiritual energy on mortals in "The Theory of Zhou Tian Cycle". Reiki is of great help to practitioners because the spiritual core of the practitioner can already absorb the reiki. Mortals, on the other hand, do not have spiritual cores and their meridians are weak. If you inhale spiritual energy, not only will it not nourish your body, but it will actually be harmful to your body. Because the spiritual energy has nowhere to go and will just wander around in the body. If things go on like this, all the internal organs in the body will be damaged by spiritual energy.
Song Xin saw a piece of content next, which made his eyes light up.
"The aura of this landscape can greatly assist practitioners in their cultivation, and can also bring about changes in the luck of the monks who carry it?"
Xiaoyu nodded and said: "Yes, don't you think your luck has become better since you got the jade piece and the treasure vase? Moreover, when I was in the jade piece, my consciousness did not dissipate for a long time. After I met you, I also got the "Netherworld Taoist Sutra", a practice method suitable for me. It seems that after you got this jade piece, my luck has also improved."
"It's true that I think about it. Ever since I met you and got this jade piece. Although I have experienced many hardships, I have been able to avoid dangers every time. Later, I successfully found this treasure vase. It was like a secret. It's like there are arrangements." Song Xin scratched his head and said.
"It seems that this landscape has many secrets that we don't know about. These unclear words must have recorded these secrets. Where did you find them?"
Xiaoyu pointed to the hill in front of her, on which there was a large house hidden among the lush trees. "Look at the largest house on this hill. I found it there. These houses are well preserved, and it seems that The people here disappeared all of a sudden. You can see that their daily belongings are still here."
"Let's go in and take a look." Song Xin said. Although it has been a long time since he got this vase, he has never taken a closer look at the houses on these hills. He followed Xiaoyu into the big house and found that all the fine and soft furniture inside was well preserved. There were not only bedrooms and front halls, but also practice rooms, weapons rooms, bathrooms, courtyards, etc.
"Song Xin, I have never seen the interior here before. Do you know what it is?"
Seeing the furnishings here, Song Xin was more shocked than curious. This was obviously not the Han Dynasty style he was living in. Although the outside of the house looked like an ancient building, the interior furnishings were all in a modern antique style.
"Is the owner here also a time traveler like me?" Song Xin was full of doubts. The information at hand was very vague and did not mention any information about the owner.
"There is also a library here!" I saw a two-story pavilion next to the courtyard, with three small characters written on it.
"I don't know what other books are there. I'll go in and take a look. Maybe I can find the deeds of the original owner."
Song Xin didn't hesitate, opened the door and went in. There are dozens of quaint bookshelves on the first floor of the library, with some books placed on them. It looks like they are all ancient books. There are cushions and a low table next to the bookshelf, which should be where the owner often reads. On the second floor, there are also bookshelves here. Not only are there books, but there are also some jade slips hanging on them.
He casually picked off a jade slip and placed it gently on his forehead, "There are actually books from hundreds of schools of thought here. No wonder, if all these books were placed on the bookshelf, ten libraries would not be enough to store them. of."
After looking at these jade slips separately, Song Xin was quite disappointed. There were no magic records in them, they were all ancient books.
There are not only hundreds of schools of thought here, but also many historical records of various countries during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. If these materials were obtained from his original era, they would definitely drive historians crazy. Because most of these historical books were lost either due to war or the destruction of the country.
"Perhaps this place once belonged to a time traveler like me... Then where did he go?"
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