Zhao Ning no longer followed the parade. She walked in against the flow of the crowd. After being separated from the parade for a while, the street became lively again. Not far away, there were vendors selling masks. There are many masks hanging on the shelf, some are ordinary ones, some are monsters, and some are colorful.
The vendor handed a fox mask to a little girl and quickly came to greet Zhao Ning, "Girl, what mask do you want? I'll take it off and give it to you."
Zhao Ning pointed at the dragon mask on the shelf, and Zhao Ning saw it at a glance.
The vendor handed the mask to Zhao Ning. The pattern on the mask was a whole, consisting of a long dragon stepping on clouds, and the lower part was auspicious clouds. The flying dragon twisted and raised its head and chanted, as if it was about to fly out of the mask.
Zhao Ning paid the money and put the mask on her face.
In the secular world of Kyushu, the dragon pattern represents the royal family, and it is impossible to appear in this kind of temple fair. However, the Yangshen Realm is different. The most noble pattern in the Yangshen Realm is the Tai Chi pattern in the sky, and there is no imperial power or country in the Yangshen Realm. Although dragon patterns are rare, they are not so taboo.
The mask was attached to his face, covering half of his face.
Zhao Ning walked around the temple fair again and saw some cultivators. They were mixed in the crowd. Some of them looked at the new and interesting things at the temple fair like Zhao Ning, and some even participated directly in the temple fair. Become a juggler in the temple fair.
Zhao Ning saw a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi training. He was wearing a simple robe. He only carried a wooden stool among the crowd. He then held a cup in his hand and asked the mortals around him what was in the cup. special.
The cup was just an ordinary white glazed porcelain cup, empty inside.
The kids standing in the front row cheered and said there was nothing in it.
The cultivator smiled, handed the cup to the most active child, and asked the child to throw the cup on the ground. The child was puzzled but obeyed his words. The adults around him were curious about what the trick was, but they saw the child throwing the cup on the ground. On top, the moment the cup shattered, it turned into a bird and flew directly into the sky.
The child was so surprised that he couldn't speak. Even the adults who were watching were amazed and called the immortal master to do it again.
The cultivator was very easy-going. Seeing the enthusiasm of the people around him, he took out a bamboo pole from behind. This bamboo pole was not long, less than two feet, and had a string and bait hook tied to the tip. It was a simple fishing tool.
The cultivator then asked the people around him what he wanted.
Having the novel experience of transforming into a bird from an empty cup, the children's enthusiasm became even higher. They raised their hands and kept saying the names of various fishes that they only knew.
The cultivator smiled slightly, then threw the hook directly, and the hook fell into the crowd. The people near the hook stared at the hook without blinking, not wanting to miss something magical, but they still didn't. catch.
The fishhook dived slightly toward the shadow, as if it were diving down into the water, and then lifted it up in an instant. A huge red carp was hung on the hook.
The red carp jumped into the air and flew in a beautiful arc, which stunned the people around it. The red carp jumped to the highest altitude, suddenly aimed at the cultivator, spit out the fishhook in its mouth, and then replenished it. took a sip of river water.
The cultivator was stunned for a moment, and the stunned onlookers burst into laughter.
The red carp flicked its tail proudly, and then jumped high into the river not far away. The river was already filled with lanterns, like red lotuses in full bloom.
The cultivator was not angry because of this. He wiped his face with water stains and looked at the people around him with a smile.
When he saw Zhao Ning, he slightly sensed the aura of heaven and earth that spontaneously gathered around Zhao Ning, so he naturally bowed his hands towards Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning nodded politely. The mortals around him did not find it strange when they saw it. Instead, they looked forward to asking the cultivator There are other magical spells.
The cultivator smiled and said yes, and then showed other spells generously.
Zhao Ning slowly withdrew from the circle. This was the first time Zhao Ning saw cultivators and mortals getting along so harmoniously. In a town with both cultivators and ordinary people, the ordinary people were not worried about their short life, and the cultivators were not worried about their short life. There is no sense of superiority because of one's own cultivation. Everyone seems to live in this peaceful Yueling City with only one common identity - the human race.
This is unimaginable in Kyushu. Every ordinary person feels that only by becoming an immortal can he fight against fate. Every cultivator is more or less condescending, thinking that ordinary people are just ants and not worthy of being with them.
And here, perhaps because the Yangshen Realm has only existed for three thousand years, they know very little about cultivation, and there are no powerful Taoist methods, or perhaps the experts who practice in the Yangshen Realm are only in the middle stage of foundation building, which makes the people here Mortals don't think too highly of immortals. They only think that they have some magical powers in their bodies. They think that they are just ordinary people who can only do some tricks similar to juggling and fly around in the air.
It is undeniable that such a life is extremely ideal and is what all mortals and some cultivators in Kyushu look forward to.
Zhao Ning walked to the river and looked at the lotus lanterns flowing down the river. She didn't know what she was thinking.
At this time, there was a noise of children, but the voice was familiar. It turned out to be Xingxing, the youngest son of the Liu family. Xingxing was playing with the lantern by the river with his brother, but the brother lit the red candle in the center of the lantern and placed In the river, Xingxing was about to put down his lantern, but he couldn't light it.
The Liu family and his wife were selling pastries at a nearby stall and chatting with the vendors, but did not notice this situation.
The eldest son of the Liu family was also a little troubled. Zhao Ning walked over. The eldest son of the Liu family's eyes lit up and he cried and said, "Sister Fairy, I want to play with the lanterns and make a wish, but I can't light it."
Zhao Ning knelt down and said with a smile, "Then you put it in the river first, and my sister will help you light it."
Xingxing tilted his head in confusion, but still obediently placed the lantern in the river, and then looked at Zhao Ning expectantly. Zhao Ning raised his finger, and his fingertips were wrapped with a small spiritual light, and then pointed a finger , the aura moved, and the lanterns in the river lit up.
"Wow! That's great! The lanterns are on!" Xingxing clapped his hands excitedly, and then ran downstream after the lanterns. Like everyone else on the street, he was not very surprised by Zhao Ning's "magic miracle" , eyes full of his own toys.
The eldest son of the Liu family ran downstream after his younger brother, and the children, one large and one small, disappeared in a moment.
Zhao Ning stood on the shore and dissipated the spiritual light in her hands. The idealized city where mortals and cultivators coexist made Zhao Ning feel a little inconsistent.
But I have to say that Zhao Ning enjoys this environment very much.
She raised her head slightly, looking at the Tai Chi moon in the sky, and the Tai Chi Yin fish spinning in the sky. Slowly, she slowly closed her eyes, and her consciousness spread outward, sensing this rare joy and peace. If Without the intensification of the growth rate of living beings, without the crisis that is gradually oppressing us, this must be the most beautiful world.
But at this time, Zhao Ning's consciousness caught a trace of crying. Xingxing, who had been chasing the lanterns downstream just now, started crying again at some point. Maybe it was Zhao Ning's initial attention to the child that caused Zhao Ning to Ning was quite concerned about the child's reaction. She slowly opened her eyes and appeared next to Xingxing in a flash.
When Xingxing saw Zhao Ning appear, he ran over, hugged Zhao Ning's calf, and cried to Zhao Ning, "Sister Fairy, look, all the lanterns in the river are gone."
The two little guys have traveled a long way. They have reached the inlet of the small river in the city and are not along the main street. Only the lantern in the hand of the Liu family's eldest son can illuminate this dark place. The Liu family's eldest son I was also very confused and didn't understand why they were chasing the lanterns, but all the lanterns suddenly went out. When I looked for the lantern again, I saw a scary white shadow.
"Sister Fairy, why don't we go back." The ten-year-old child had already heard some scary rumors about ghosts and thought that they might have encountered a ghost. He tried to drag his brother away, but his brother kept clinging to Zhao Ning's calf.
Zhao Ning patted the little guy's head and said, "There's no ghost there, it's just a naughty little guy."
"Look." Zhao Ning's hand moved with inspiration, and a bit of inspiration flew into the darkness, and then created the shadow of a white tiger holding a lantern under the bridge.
"It's a tiger!" The two children were immediately frightened. Why would there be a tiger in the city?
The white tiger was circled by the spiritual light. He raised his head and realized that he had been discovered. As soon as he showed his fierce face, he felt Zhao Ning's unusual pressure. The white tiger's shadow suddenly became extremely spiritual and turned around to run away. , but the rear was blocked by stone bricks and it was impossible to rush out directly, so it suddenly transformed into the image of an ancient dragon and rose into the sky.
"Dragon! It's a dragon!" The two children were no longer afraid and even shouted in surprise.
Zhao Ning was slightly startled. This dragon looked like the ancient dragon seen in the Qingmo Jiang Dragon Palace.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the dragon shadow in the air paused, as if something had caught its tail. However, the lower half of the dragon shadow suddenly dispersed, and the dragon head took the upper half of its body directly into the darkness.
Zhao Ning stared at the direction in which the dragon shadow was leaving. The child couldn't see such a far distance. He only knew that the white tiger turned into a dragon and flew away. Such a magical scene made him scared and he didn't even remember being scared. He was just excited. He used the few words he knew to describe his excitement.
The Liu family and his wife discovered that their child was missing. They searched along the river in panic and finally found the bridge.
Seeing Zhao Ning, the couple immediately saluted, "Master Immortal, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise if something happened to these two little guys, we wouldn't know what to do."
Xingxing was shocked when he saw his parents coming. He happily shared what he had just seen with them.
Zhao Ning smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. It's just that the lantern was damaged by that little thing."
She lowered her head to look at Xingxing and said with a smile, "Xingxing, Sister Fairy will show you a bigger flower, okay?"
Xingxing stared at Zhao Ning with curiosity on his face, and even the Liu family and his wife were looking forward to it.
But with a flash of inspiration on Zhao Ning's fingertips, the destroyed lantern suddenly turned into several fireworks seeds, soaring straight into the sky, suddenly blooming in the sky, one after another, layers of fireworks covering half of the sky, with brilliant colors.
The entire people in Yueling City stopped what they were doing and looked up at the grand fireworks in the sky. They gathered in groups and discussed excitedly.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Pray quickly, the gods will definitely hear you."
So, everyone put their hands together and prayed silently.
Even the Liu family and their two children were not surprised.
Zhao Ning raised her eyes to see the fireworks that were about to disperse in the sky. She pointed her fingertips towards the sky and saw the last firework blooming, outlining a circle of strange ancient cloud patterns. Then the cloud patterns spread out and turned into countless stars. The whole people of Yueling City.
After praying, people couldn't help but reach out to catch the star dots. The star dots melted quickly like a snowflake, but they felt a trace of warmth in their bodies.
There was another excited and trembling sigh, "This is a blessing from the immortal."
This fireworks pushed the entire temple fair to a lively climax. Zhao Ning handed the two children to the Liu family and his wife and stopped participating in the excitement.
The figures dispersed and gathered again, but they were outside an abandoned mansion in the southeast of Yueling City.
The strange shadow just now fled towards here.
The location of this mansion is not remote, it can even be said to be in a relatively central area. The mansions next to it are all high-class families. Looking from a distance, you can feel the wealth and power. It seems that this mansion has a lot of wealth from the steps to the door handles. The dust seemed so out of place.
Zhao Ning walked towards the gate of the mansion. The plaque with the word "Luofu" on the gate was crumbling. The door opened silently. Smoke and dust splashed up for three minutes and dispersed half a foot away from Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning walked into the mansion and walked around the screen wall. You can roughly see the current situation of the mansion. Countless furniture is thrown on the ground, and spider webs are formed layer after layer.
It has been uninhabited for a long time.
Since Zhao Ning came in, there was no movement in the mansion. The shadow seemed to be hidden. Zhao Ning was not in a hurry to pull it out. He walked around the mansion like a stroll, looking at the original landscape courtyards, carved beams and painted buildings. .
Until Zhao Ning walked into a room, she saw countless shiny things piled up in the room, ranging from gold, silver, jewelry, hairpins, and lanterns. Everything that could emit light seemed to be collected here.
But after a long period of accumulation, there is a strong smell of mold in it.
Zhao Ning raised her hand, igniting a trace of fire at her fingertips, as if she wanted to throw it into the pile of debris and burn all the moldy things.
At this moment, Zhao Ning felt something peeking at her, and it quickly dissipated. But this glance was enough, and all she saw was a flicker of flames, and it rushed outwards until it ran to a wall. On the wall, there seemed to be something on the wall in the darkness. The moment it touched the flames, the thing on the wall immediately fell to the ground, and then transformed into the original white tiger shadow and ran away.
Zhao Ning followed slowly. The shadow of the white tiger disappeared after turning a corner. Zhao Ning walked out of the corner. There were no traces of the white tiger around, but she didn't seem to care. She continued walking towards the main house, not far from the corner. The carved top pattern protruded out of nowhere, and a small dragon's head emerged, tentatively looking at Zhao Ning's back.
At this moment, the wind that came from nowhere suddenly picked up the little dragon and dragged it to the ground. The dragon shadow struggled and twisted, but it seemed that it was afraid of disturbing Zhao Ning and did not dare to make any sound. Finally, the wind dispersed a little, and the dragon shadow became steep again. And as soon as it dispersed, it completely disappeared.
Zhao Ning, who was walking in front, turned slightly to the side, as if he had already noticed all this with his peripheral vision.
Then he continued to walk along the verandah toward the main room. A shadow suddenly appeared on the white wall of the verandah. The shadow could not be seen clearly in the dark, but it stretched out a long scarlet tongue and sneaked towards Zhao Ning's back. But just now About two feet behind Zhao Ning, the lantern on the verandah suddenly fell down. The lantern was in the shape of a palace lantern and was quite bulky. It instantly hit the long tongue on the ground, and the pain caused the shadows on the white wall to flutter.
Then he disappeared, reappeared on the white wall closer to Zhao Ning, and sneaked towards Zhao Ning's back again. Unexpectedly, Zhao Ning turned a corner this time, and his long tongue missed the target.
The thing continued to squirm forward until it moved to the white wall within two feet of Zhao Ning. It escaped from the wall again and transformed into a dragon more than a foot thick and rushed towards Zhao Ning.
Until the dragon's head was less than half a foot from Zhao Ning's head, it seemed as if it was about to swallow Zhao Ning's head.
Zhao Ning suddenly turned her head and looked directly at the dragon shadow, "Okay, your body has been found, don't be naughty anymore."
Long Ying was startled, then thought that Zhao Ning was bluffing the monster, so he opened his mouth wide again, and his breath blew Zhao Ning's hair wildly.
At this moment, Zhao Ning's hand had caught Long Ying's tongue at some point, and then he pulled it back and threw it, directly smashing Long Ying into the screen wall.
A shadow suddenly appeared on the screen wall, and the shadow twitched and squirmed until it formed a terrifying human face that was more than ten feet long.
Zhao Ning was not frightened, and slowly gathered water on her fingertips to wash away the saliva stained by dragging Long Ying just now.
After a while, Zhao Ning raised his eyes and said, "I have only seen monsters like you in the Jiuzhou Strange Beast Codex. The weirdest ghost recorded in the book is the human-faced wall!"
People face the wall, unwilling to die after death. Resentment and blood show the most terrifying face before death on the stone wall. It is more than ten feet long and attacks with a long tongue. After breaking away from the wall, it will become a tiger or a dragon. If it appears, someone must be there. die.
The man's face was ferocious, and his long tongue attacked Zhao Ning. Zhao Ning twisted his two fingers, and the long tongue broke inch by inch until it broke to the root of the tongue.
The man faced the wall and roared silently and painfully, and then it seemed as if the entire monster was dripping like melted wax.
Chapter 162
"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Immortal, spare your life!"
This is not the sound coming from the mouth of a person facing the wall, but a sound transmitted by the vibration of the wind, which cannot be heard with the ears.
"No! I didn't kill anyone!" The man faced the wall and shouted in panic, "I just collected some shiny things."
Zhao Ning knew that this thing did not kill anyone, and there was no bloody aura gathering in his body. What's more, it was said in the book that if a person kills someone while facing the wall, a line of blood will appear on his twisted face. Zhao Ning moved his fingertips, and the blood melted. The power gradually weakened on Ren Mianbi's body. Although his face still looked so distorted, it was no longer in the painful state before.
