Chapter 62: Trapped Spirit Talisman

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A ray of soft sunlight fell on Wei Jiang's hand, making a "bah" sound, and a puff of black smoke instantly appeared from her hand.

How can ghosts walk in the sun?

Wei Jiang covered his exposed hands with the corner of his clothes and angrily said to Fu Zhu, "I will find you!"

By then, she must kill this ignorant girl!

Fu Zhu shrugged indifferently and smiled at Wei Jiang, "Okay."

A ferocious look appeared on Wei Jiang's beautiful face, but the sunlight was getting stronger and stronger. She couldn't hurt the girl in front of her with one blow, so she had to throw away her sleeves angrily.

Her figure suddenly disappeared, and the hibiscus flowers in the entire palace also faded away with the sound of golden bells and disappeared out of thin air.

Fu Zhu found that the palace in front of her was a little different.

The ground is covered with yellow sand and the roof tiles are in tatters. How can there be any magnificent carved beams and painted buildings at night?

No wonder those who come to look for the ancient beads from Wangshe choose to visit the palace at night.

Fu Zhu put the sword back into its scabbard and walked towards Hiji and Wu Sheng, "Let's go back to the inn first."

After not sleeping all night, Wu Sheng's eyes were already dark blue. After sunrise, the spirit became more and more exciting. She lay on Fu Zhu's shoulder and soaked up the sunlight intoxicatedly.

Vendors from Rajagaha came out early to set up stalls, with a dazzling array of jewelry and magical artifacts.

"You're selling your spiritual plant, you're selling your spiritual plant!"

"The top-grade magic weapon Yue Mian, please pass by and take a look!"

"The talisman drawn by the Yuanying monk is specially designed to deal with the evil spirits of ghost cultivators. Will this girl think about it?"

Someone blocked the talisman bead, and his cultivation level was not very high, so he barely reached the foundation-building realm. There was a lot of yellow sand on the shabby cloth, making him look poorer and more embarrassed. He held up the magic talisman in his hand flatteringly, with a bright light in his narrow eyes, "The sleepy talisman, painted by Yuanying monk, is absolutely innocent. !”

Fu Zhu glanced at the magic talisman in his hand and said nothing. This talisman was indeed made by the Yuanying monk, but she didn't know whether it was a spirit trap talisman.

Seeing that the girl in front of him didn't speak for a long time, the foundation-building vendor couldn't bear it any longer. He lowered his voice and asked, "I guess the girl is also here for the Wangshe Ancient Pearl, right?"

"The ghost king in this palace is not easy to mess with. Many monks have gone there and never come back. With this trapped spirit talisman, even if the girl encounters the ghost king, she can escape unscathed!"

Fu Zhu's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, and she glanced at the pedestrians walking on the road, "There are so many people in this city who are looking for the Wangshe Ancient Pearl. Why don't you sell your sleepy spirit talisman to them? It was painted by Yuanying Monk. There should be a lot of people who want the magic talisman."

After all, they don't know the strength of the Ghost King. Who doesn't want to have one more bargaining chip in the fight for the Wangshe Ancient Pearl.

The hawker rubbed his hands and spoke sincerely, "Most of the people who come here are casual cultivators with little financial resources. This is a talisman drawn by Yuanying. It is really rare. I don't want to sell it at a loss. I still want to make a little profit."

He was a reseller of magic weapons, and he had a pretty good eye for it. He could see at a glance that the sword on the girl's waist was quite good. She must be a disciple who came from a large sect to gain experience. It would be more than enough to buy a magic talisman painted by Yuanying monk, otherwise he would They won’t stop people anymore.

Moreover, a lot of people have been thinking about his sleepy talisman recently. If he carries it on his body, it will be a hot potato, and he may die one day.

Therefore, he also wanted to get rid of this hot potato as soon as possible.

The vendor was still unmoved when he saw the talisman beads. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give the girl a small discount. The original price was fifteen yuan of high-grade spiritual stones. How about I just charge the girl ten yuan of high-grade spiritual stones?"

No matter how good the spirit stone is, it must have a life flower.

Fu Zhu looked at him in surprise, it was all a loss.

Seeing that the girl was still thinking, the vendor was completely helpless. They said that the disciples of the big sects were stupid and had too much money. He had lowered the price so much. Why did the girl still think about it?

"Girl, are you worried that this talisman is fake? I guarantee it with the head on my neck, it is absolutely pure and innocent!"

Fu Zhu shook his head and said softly, "I can see that this is indeed a magic talisman drawn by Yuanying monk."

"However, I'm afraid that the Nascent Soul is not enough. At least I need to draw the spirit trapping talisman drawn by the talisman cultivator in the transformation realm to trap the ghost king."

What? Transformation period?

Has the ghost king of Rajagaha reached the stage of becoming a god?

The talisman seller opened his mouth in shock and couldn't close it for a long time. He wanted to ask the girl how she knew, but Fu Zhu had already taken Wu Sheng's hand and went to the inn opposite where they were staying.

The beautiful landlady leaned against the door and had a panoramic view of what was happening on the other side.

"You should be lucky that you didn't buy that talisman."

The girl turned to look at the vendor selling magic charms on the other side of the door, and asked in confusion: "Why?"

The landlady chuckled lightly, then sat next to the talisman, poured herself a glass of water, moistened her throat, and said meaningfully, "Many monks have already set their sights on that talisman. If you buy it, they will The goal is to be replaced."

"The boss lady is talking about killing people and grabbing treasures?" Fu Zhu held the water glass in his hand.

I had long heard that murders and treasure grabbing often occurred at the foot of the mountain, but I didn't expect it to be so common.

Everyone seems to be used to it.

The landlady smoothed her hair away from her temples, raised her eyebrows charmingly, and said with a charming smile, "Just call me Ye Niang."

Ye Niang took a new cup, poured water, pushed it in front of the talisman, and asked casually, "I'm curious, why didn't the girl buy the sleepy talisman?"

Fu Zhu didn't seem to hear her temptation and said bluntly: "The magic talisman drawn by Yuanying monk doesn't work."

After saying that, she didn't care how surprised Ye Niang was, and drank water leisurely while holding the cup.

Wu Sheng next to him seemed to be very sleepy, holding on to his little hands to keep him from falling over. Fu Zhu stood up, took Wu Sheng's hand, and said to Ye Niang: "The kid is sleepy, so we will go upstairs first, and lunch will be delivered. The room is just fine.”

Ye Niang nodded sluggishly, not yet understanding what the girl with the sword meant.

Why do you mean that the talisman drawn by the Yuanying monk doesn't work?

The magic talisman that so many people were flocking to, in her eyes, received only a flamboyant comment that it didn't work.

I don’t know who this little girl is or where she went yesterday.

Ye Niang looked blankly in the direction of the palace outside the inn, and sighed softly. It was not that she was unaware of what happened last night, it was just that some monks did not listen to the advice and wanted to visit the palace at night. They have not come back until this hour. Most of them There is no coming back.

Her inn has many vacant rooms and can receive new customers.

Wu Sheng fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed, breathing slowly.

After covering him with the quilt, Fu Zhu turned to Riji, who was sitting on the flower pot by the window, "Riji didn't sleep last night, don't you want to catch up on your sleep?"

Riji took a breath of sunlight, and the red flowers above her head became more and more gorgeous. She supported the flower body, held her face and said: "My real body is a hibiscus flower, which blooms in the morning and sets in the evening. I have absorbed enough sunlight during the day, so I don't need to sleep." .”

No matter how sleepy you feel at night, the sleepiness will dissipate on its own as soon as you see the sun.

"Fu Zhu, you didn't sleep at night, and you had a battle with the Ghost King. You need to have a good rest!"

Fu Zhu chuckled and said: "I am a cultivator. I just absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It doesn't matter if I don't sleep for a few days."