He wanted help because he could smell death and there was nothing he could do.
Yankong was also at his wits' end. Could he say, "They broke into your attic to see the purple gold robes?"
"They went to the attic to see the purple and gold Taoist robes." Yun Kong said innocently, "He also said that you stole his dragon."
Iwakong was shocked and speechless.
Master Ziyun was also shocked and took two steps back with a pale face.
He pursed his lips tightly, lowered his head anxiously and pondered for a while, then ran towards the main hall.
"What's going on?" Yun Han felt as if he was trapped in a fog, not knowing what to do at all.
"Is that Taoist priest's name Wuwei?"
"That's what he said at the door."
Iwakora felt strange, why didn't he want to reveal his real name just now?
"Can you take us to the pavilion where the purple and gold Taoist robes are hidden?"
"No, only the abbot can go in there."
"To be honest, both Five Flavors and my master have already gone up."
"It turns out you are here with bad intentions! I really shouldn't have opened the door!" Yun Han jumped to his feet anxiously, "You have trapped me into injustice."
"You misunderstood. My master really just came to meet his junior brother."
"Besides," Yun Kong interjected, "he hasn't even eaten a bite of rice yet."
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On the windy and rainy roof of the main hall, shabby shoes pulled down their straw hats, unwilling to get close to the pavilion window.
What was behind the window made him uncomfortable.
The evil spirit is a strong evil spirit. Under the nourishment of wind and rain, the evil spirit becomes more and more fishy.
Taoist priest Pingshui, whose real name is Five Flavors, stepped forward to open the window, and Brochu couldn't help but say, "Do you really want to go in?"
"There's a demonic spirit in it, don't you find it interesting?"
Po Lu knew clearly in his heart that a strange person who could take him from the flat to a high building would recognize the evil spirit inside. It should be reasonable, right? (Besides, Polu still doesn’t understand how he got up here)
Pingshui Taoist priest continued: "A Taoist temple canonized by the imperial court, and claims to be a Taoist temple in the Shangqing Cave Heaven, is hiding monsters. Don't you want to find out?" As he spoke, he struck hard and the button lock inside was hidden. After being knocked out, the window was wide open and bursts of sour smell came out. Pingshui Taoist didn't mind at all and immediately turned over and entered.
Polu sighed, climbed through the window and entered the pavilion.
As soon as they entered the Ziyi Pavilion, the sound of wind and rain outside suddenly became silent. The air in the dark attic was stuffy and hot. Fortunately, a window was opened, otherwise the smell of evil spirit would be unbearable for a moment.
"Haha, it's over there." Pingshui Taoist Priest smiled lightly, "You are not my dragon, what are you?"
Brochure also saw it.
There were three glowing red dots in the darkness, two large and one small, arranged in a triangle, moving slowly in the middle of the attic.
They could see the sound of it moving, like a pile of chopsticks gently rubbing, tapping, and bouncing on the floor.
Whatever monster it was, it was quite big.
"Okay, I don't want to care about what you are. Have you seen my dragon?"
The three red lights did not flicker in the darkness, but stared at them quietly.
He touched his body with broken shoes and found that he didn't bring any props, no matter the bronze mirror, peach wood sword, cinnabar, ink fountain, Luban ruler... they were all in the cloth bag he carried with him, and the cloth bag was placed in the Shifang Hall.
The only thing he brought with him was the copper coins and flints in his waist pouch.
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the strong light illuminated the surroundings for a moment. Brochure caught a glimpse of the purple gold Taoist robe hanging in the center of the attic. The delicate gold and silver threads were intertwined into clouds, water flows, and Bagua patterns on the Taoist robe, which looked gorgeous under the flash of light. gloss.
At the same time, he also saw a series of thick bodies lying on the ground that looked like buckets.
"Can you speak human language?" Taoist priest Pingshui asked again, and Polu saw that his hands, which were clasped behind his back, were forming seals at the same time.
Po Lu felt a chill in his heart. The unknown Taoist in front of him was so unpredictable that he didn't know whether he was a human or an immortal.
There was a rustling sound in the darkness. If you listened carefully, it sounded like human speech, but you couldn't make it out clearly.
"Speak slowly," Pingshui Taoist Master said softly, "I'll wait for you to tell me."
"S... what is it?" The voice sounded like sand mixed with the sound of foam.
"Is it an enemy or a friend?" Pingshui Taoist priest said, "I don't know. I'm just here to retrieve the picture. Have you seen the scroll with five black dragons on it? I'll leave as soon as I get it."
The monster was silent for a while, and then tried to speak human words again: "Is there a boo--yeah? Sa Yu... I'm so hungry--"
Polu finally understood: Is there blood? It’s raining and I’m so hungry.
Only Brobroom can enter this attic, so what is he here for?
"Sayu... I want to shush... I made an appointment──"
"Who made the appointment with you?" Pingshui Taoist asked.
"Give me blood...I'll give rain...the promise..."
"It's not easy for you to achieve what you have achieved today. How many years have you been cultivating? Why do you still need to drink blood?"
"Become an immortal...do good deeds...raining is a good thing...don't be a monster..."
Pingshui Taoist sighed: "If you still need to drink blood, it will not be easy to become an immortal." Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "If you say that, he asked you to help rain, then where did my picture go? ?”
"Blood...Give me..." Three red lights slowly approached them, and bursts of fishy smell were so close that they sprayed on them and blew the corners of their clothes.
Pingshui Taoist priest sneered: "I'm afraid you can't afford to drink my blood." As he said that, he pointed at the red light with his sealed hands. The red light suddenly dimmed, and the monster hissed in pain. "Again, have you ever seen a picture of a black dragon?"
The monster's thick body twisted and hit the wooden wall of the attic, breaking several windows.
He couldn't bear the broken shoes: "Brother Tao, it also wants to practice, so just let it go."
"As long as I know where my Wu Daozi Yu Long Tu has gone, and as long as it replies that it doesn't know, I'll give up."
The monster's tail swiped hard, and the attic door broke open. Someone screamed in surprise. They looked over and saw a Taoist wearing formal robes standing outside the broken door, holding a key in his hand.
Although there was insufficient light, you could guess who it was just by guessing, because he was the only one who could go up to the attic, and he was the only one who had the key to the attic.
"Broom?" Brolu asked loudly.
The broken broom outside the door was stunned for a while, and then looked around. He saw Pingshui Taoist Priest's hands forming seals, which obviously made the monster unable to move, and its long body was twisted in pain. Broken Broom immediately shouted: "That monster wants to drink my blood! It is a monster that drinks human blood!"
Taoist priest Pingshui said coldly: "Why does it threaten you?"
Po Broom was extremely panicked, and scenes from the past flashed through his mind.
Two years ago, he ignored the rules of the palace and went to Beijing privately to unveil a prayer list, saying it could relieve the drought.
In fact, he was not 100% sure, but it was worth a gamble. It would be great if he could not go back to Shangqing Cave Heaven Palace and become a wandering Taoist like before.
He wasn't 100% sure because the secret weapon in his hand had never been used since it was stolen.
Po Broom met the owner of the treasure, Wuweiren, by chance during his travels. He was good at catering to his liking, so the two chatted happily and found out many things that Wuweiren had never told others.
The owner of the treasure has superb Taoism, but he knows that no matter how high the Taoism or how peaceful a person is, they can't resist his sweet words.
So, after he gained the trust of Wuwei people, he borrowed Wu Daozi's dragon painting for viewing.
If it is true as the people of Five Flavors said, steaming clouds will appear as soon as the scroll is opened, and the back of the ink-stained black dragon swims on the paper, as if trying to break free.
"These dragons are not easy to control. If you control them well, they can bring rain. In fact, I have used them to relieve drought in several places."
Brobroom listened to the words of the Five Flavors.
So the broken broom poured the treasured "Ma Bo Powder" into the five-flavored tea soup. It is said that it can make you faint for a day and a night. The tea soup is made in the Tang Dynasty. The tea leaves are boiled with jujube, orange peel, and ginger, and some salt is added. The taste is mixed, so people who drink the five flavors will not notice any difference immediately.
But he was really superb in Taoism, and Ma Fei San didn't keep him unconscious for a whole day and night, and he woke up in half an hour.
But it was enough to make Broken Broom escape far away.
"You have obtained the position you want," Wuweiren glared at him coldly, "Give me back the picture!"
Broken Broom's eyes flashed as he thought hard about a plan: "You...you get rid of this monster first."
The monster made a shrill scream, raised its long tail, and a huge curved hook stretched out from the end of the tail.
Its tail swept, knocking over the wooden frame hanging the purple gold Taoist robe, and cutting the Taoist robe.
