Shu Guan stared at the little paper man on the ground.
The art of Paper Man and Horse is not a too esoteric Taoist art. There are not many practitioners who know this Taoist art. Although there is no training method for this Taoist art in Shanji Guan, there is something about it in Daozang Pavilion. An introduction to the art of doorcraft.
But looking at the little man on the ground at this moment, Shu Guan felt that the art of paper man and horse he saw was somewhat different from the records about this art he had seen in Daozang Pavilion before.
According to the records in Daozang Pavilion about the art of paper man and paper horse, the paper man and paper horse used by the envoy are no different from puppets. They can only complete some simple orders of the envoy and do some simple tasks such as serving tea, pouring water and carrying water. Things.
Just like when Patriarch Qixia spent countless efforts and effort, even using the Taoyuan Valley as a poison basin, he extracted the souls of countless mortals and refined the eight stone dolls, which could only perform some simple tasks with their own strength. Just fight independently.
Even so, those eight stone dolls can already be regarded as Taoist-level puppets.
In today's era of declining avenues, this is almost the pinnacle of puppet manipulation.
However, the situation of the little paper man in front of me is completely different. Every move it makes is full of life. Apart from its appearance, it is really no different from a child.
And on the paper man's body, there is a very faint faint aura.
Shu Guan was a little surprised.
In such a quiet environment with few people, I can naturally sense the aura of this paper man, but if I am in an open place with dense crowds, it is really difficult for me to detect the tracking of this little paper man.
After all, my true cultivation level is actually only at the second level of First Consciousness Realm. Apart from the advantages and disadvantages of fighting, in many aspects it is impossible to compare with the real Nascent Soul level power.
Shu Guan's heart moved as he looked at the little paper man who was so alive and seemed to be circling around the little old man with some attachment.
"Last time you followed me, did you rely on little paper figures like this?"
The "last time" Shu Guan mentioned refers to the journey from Jiangzhou to Shencheng.
A look of panic suddenly appeared on Bai Zhanweng's face, he nodded and said:
"Yes, I hope you will forgive me."
"What is the furthest tracking distance of this little paper man?"
Shu Guan asked again.
"Within a radius of thirty miles, the little old man can detect what it sees and hears."
...a radius of thirty miles...this is amazing!
"How many of these little paper figures can you control?"
Shu Guan asked again.
"With the little old man's current cultivation level, he can control about twenty at the same time. However, the little old man can also fold some other things. If he wants to control other more powerful paper puppets, the number he can control will be reduced."
The white-paper man honestly told Shu Guan his details without any concealment.
Shu Guande's heart moved again.
Then he smiled slightly at the little old man, pointed to the chair opposite the long table and said:
"sit."
The white-paper man shook his head repeatedly, where would he dare to sit.
"Little old man, just stand."
Shu watched him and pointed to the chair opposite again.
Paperwhite then carefully sat down on the chair with his butt halfway up.
"You will come with me to do something later."
Then Shu Guan said this to the white paper man, and then picked up the Zumamen's Book of Shaking the Dragon on the table and started reading by himself.
Bai Zhanweng sat there with a nervous look on his face, not daring to ask what Shu Guan would take him to do later.
The two of them sat like this for more than an hour without saying a word.
During this time, White Paper Man stood up straight and lowered his head, not moving at all.
In this hour, Shu Guan brewed three pots of tea, and naturally poured a cup for Bai Zhiweng, but Bai Zhiweng didn't take a sip.
Shu Guan ignored him, but a few hours later, he suddenly remembered something, so he went up to the second floor, took out a black jade box from the suitcase under the bed, and then returned to the first floor to collect the black jade box. Put the box on the long table, open the lid, point to the white paper box inside and ask:
"Do you know what this is?"
Inside the black jade box, there was a book sealed with purple jade. The book also exuded quite strong spiritual energy fluctuations. Next to the book, there was a writing brush with colorful brush strokes.
This purple jade book, like the life-saving knife, was obtained from the person who was the leader of the group of practitioners who followed him and Ao Tian by the river two months ago.
And the little old man in front of him is an accomplice of that person, so he might know what this extraordinary-looking book is.
"Jade Certificate and Golden Book!"
After seeing the contents of the jade box, Paper Old Man immediately stood up and exclaimed.
"Jade Certificate and Golden Book? What on earth is this?"
Seeing that the little old man seemed to know the details of this thing, Shu Guan quickly asked again.
"My benefactor, this thing is called the Jade Certificate and the Golden Book. It is said to have been owned by Heaven..."
Then Bai Zhiweng began to explain Shu Guan.
Of course, everything he knew about this Jade Certificate and Gold Book was what he heard when he was in Yuzhang City, but he knew more clearly about its usefulness. Been bleeding several times.
…Isn’t this a magic weapon like a legal document that can self-execute the consequences of illegal contract terms?
After listening to Bai Zhiweng's explanation, Shu Guan opened his mouth slightly and made his own definition of the magic weapon called Jade Butterfly Golden Book.
As long as the things agreed by both parties are written down in the book, if one party breaks the contract, he will die inexplicably.
This is a really awesome magical effect!
Although it has many restrictions, for example, the person who writes the guarantee must have a high level of cultivation.
Another example is that the things written in the jade certificate and gold book must not exceed the limit of the person who wrote it.
But this is still a very awesome magic weapon.
Shu Guan let go of the jade certificate and gold book with some curiosity, then picked up the colorful brush and drew on the gold page.
But nothing appeared on the golden page.
Shu Guan was suddenly startled.
"The little old man heard before that this magic weapon has a special method of use. Only if you know how to use it, can you write on the jade certificate and gold book. However, only Lao Daobaozi knows the method of use."
Paper Old Man quickly explained again.
Shu Guan frowned and called Xiao Yi in his head.
"Does this thing have a weapon spirit?"
"Brother, no."
Xiaoyi's answer immediately made Shu Guan feel endless regrets. Such a useful thing can't be used. It's like having a password box in front of you. You know it's full of money, but you don't know the password. It's just as uncomfortable. .
The most important thing is that the person who knew how to use it killed it himself.
Shu Guan sighed with regret, closed the black jade box, took it to the second floor and put it back in the suitcase under the bed, then put the giant ox-horn bow into a cloth bag and went downstairs.
Then Shu Guan continued to read, while Paper Old Man continued to sit across from him respectfully.
After two hours of this, Shu Guan put down the Book of Shaking the Dragon and raised his hand to look at the time. It was already around eleven o'clock in the night.
It's almost time.
At this point, everyone who should go to sleep has already gone to bed, and those who haven't gone to bed may not sleep again the whole night. Most of the city has quieted down, and it's time to do that thing.
"let's go!"
Shu Guan stood up and said this to Paper Man, then walked out the door carrying the cloth bag.
Paperwhite hurriedly followed behind him.
When Shu Guan walked to the door and was about to open it, a figure suddenly floated out of the closed wooden door.
It was a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, with a delicate and beautiful appearance. She was wearing a red skirt, and she was floating in the air about one meter above the ground.
"Brother Shu, you are still going out so late!"
The little girl smiled sweetly at Shu Guan.
"Yeah, go do something."
Shu Guan also smiled and nodded towards the little girl Wang Ru.
"Then I'm going to find Uncle Han."
"Okay, go up yourself."
The little girl floated past Shuguan and headed towards the second floor.
Shu Guan looked back.
The red dress the little girl is wearing is real.
After following the female ghost in green to practice, within a few short months, Wang Ru's soul body had condensed into a real body.
According to Shu Guan's judgment, Wang Ru's cultivation strength at this time is roughly equivalent to that of a human practitioner who has completed Xiao Zhou Tian in the Qi Entraining Stage.
However, the cultivation of the ghost tribe requires a lot of talent, especially in the beginning. If your obsession when you transform into a ghost tribe is strong enough, then your cultivation will really go a long way. However, in the later stages, the speed of cultivation will slow down significantly.
After Wang Ru followed the ugly female ghost in green that day, she would often come back in the middle of the night to see Shu Guan and Han Biao.
Anyway, the Guangming Theater is very close to here, so it will be very convenient for Wang Ru to come here.
"Xiaoru."
Seeing that Wang Ru was about to float to the second floor, Shu Guan thought of something and raised his voice to call her back.
"Is she good to you?"
Shu Guan asked.
"Aunt Qing is very good to me."
Wang Ru nodded without thinking and said:
"In addition to teaching me spiritual practice, Aunt Qing is also teaching me how to sing!"
Shu Guan nodded again, and then left the horse racing hall with Paper Man.
Ten minutes later, he and White Paper Man appeared in front of the Consulate of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun in Shanghai.
Standing on the street opposite the consulate, standing outside the door of the Oriental Hotel where he and Han Biao stayed for several days last time.
Shu Guan stared at the five-story gray building opposite where the Consulate of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun was located.
Inside the building, some rooms were still lit with lights, and from behind the gray building, in the garden area where Shu Guan had entered, the faint voice of a female singer in the style of the Land of the Rising Sun could be heard.
A smile as cold as a knife appeared at the corner of Shu Guan's mouth. When the white paper man next to him saw his smile, he couldn't help but shudder.
It has been almost two months since the last time I bloodbathed the Consulate of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun.
The last time, he killed sixty-three members of the Black Dragon Association's ninja killing team here. More than two months had passed. When he met those few ninja killing members of the Black Dragon Club again in Runling Hall today, Shu Guan suddenly realized one thing.
That is an important place among the important places in China like Shencheng. The Kingdom of the Rising Sun will never give up here. Two months have passed, and the Black Dragon Society should have sent many people to Shencheng again!
Just like a house, no matter how clean it is, if it is not cleaned for two months, it will still be covered with dust.
So tonight Shuguan is going to come again to "clean up" the place.
Speaking of which, he did work as a cleaner at the Consulate of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun.
"Let's go in."
Shu Guan said this to the white paper man, put on his mask, and then took the lead in walking through the deserted streets late at night, towards the Consulate of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun.
…
Saeki Takaomi, one of the eight great worshipers of the Black Dragon Society of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun, is a Nascent Soul Realm expert who practices Ninja.
The Black Dragon Society originally had eight Nascent Soul realm worshippers, but in the past few months, many of them have died one after another.
First three died in Jingcheng, and then one died in Shencheng. During this period, two more died in the three continents outside Dahua Pass. Now there are only two people left, although it is said that Huang Dayushen will re-send Several disciples joined their Black Dragon Club, but they still couldn't really change their situation of being stretched thin.
Their Kingdom of the Rising Sun, at the level of a mortal kingdom, is powerful enough to defeat Dahua, but its power in the spiritual world is far from being comparable to Dahua. This is why the Black Dragon Society has not dared to really intervene in the war between mortals.
Once they intervene, the Great China Seven Immortals Alliance will no longer be bound by heavenly rules and can legitimately attack their Rising Sun Kingdom cultivation world with all their strength.
What they can do is secretly create the best battlefield conditions for the imperial army, such as the operation in Jingcheng, and the current operations in the Three Continents outside the Pass to ensure the empire's rule over the Three Continents outside the Pass.
However, in the three continents outside the pass, they still suffered from the extreme oppression of the Seven Immortals Alliance. However, in such a difficult situation, their Black Dragon Society still sent a group of people, led by Saeki Takaomi, to Shencheng.
Because the city of Shanghai is so important.
The empire will inevitably attack Shencheng again. Before that, the Black Dragon Society must make complete preparations for the second battle of Shencheng. This is the mission of Saeki Takaomi when he came to Shencheng.
Although the princess seems to be in Shanghai now, she seems to be carrying out an extremely mysterious and important mission. Even the president of the Black Dragon Society does not know what the princess is doing specifically.
So now in Shencheng, their Black Dragon Club actually only has one Nascent Soul power, Saeki Takaomi.
Saeki Takaomi is a man who looks to be in his early fifties. He is thin and has a cold face. There are two deep nasolabial wrinkles at the corners of his mouth.
At this time, he was sitting cross-legged under a pine tree. On the table in front of him were the best Hyogo Prefecture sake shipped from the Rising Sun Country, and all kinds of fresh sashimi. Several of them had also just come from the Rising Sun Country. The top singer danced the Awa dance by the small pool in front of him.
Japanese lanterns hung on the surrounding treetops, emitting a warm light.
Dozens of Ninja members were sitting around the small pond, drinking sake and singing folk songs from the countryside of the Land of the Rising Sun.
But in such a warm atmosphere, Saeki Takaomi still had his thick eyebrows furrowed, and he didn't seem to be very interested.
He originally liked to enjoy performing arts and dances, and after getting tipsy, he also liked to sing.
What Saeki Takaomi was thinking about at this time was why no news had come back about the Ninja Killing Team that had sent out to capture the Great China Scholar who had returned from the Western Continent.
What the Dahua scholar brought back from the Western Continent is extremely important to the empire, and may even affect the direction of the national war between them and Dahua.
Therefore, if the Dahua scholar cannot be caught, he would rather kill him than let him hand over his things to the government of the Republic of China.
But now a whole day has passed, and the team sent to perform the mission still has not returned, which makes Saeki Takaomi a little uneasy.
At this moment, Saeki Takaomi's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the grove behind him.
"who?"
he asked sharply.
At that moment, he clearly sensed two practitioners entering the garden behind the consulate.
But no one answered him.
What answered him was an iron arrow.
Iron arrows roared out from the depths of the woods and hit him directly in the face.
Saeki Takaomi sneered and raised his hand to grab the iron arrow.
But just when he was about to grab the iron arrow, his expression suddenly changed.
The next moment, Saeki Takaomi's figure disappeared from the place.
The iron arrow turned slightly in the air and shot into the trunk of the pine tree next to it.
A stream of blood spattered from the tree trunk.
Then the second arrow, the third arrow, and the fourth arrow hit the tree trunk.
Within the tree, blood spurted out.
A man wearing a mask and carrying a huge bow slowly walked out of the woods.
Then one scream after another sounded in the garden.
…
Shu Guan walked into the small building at the deepest part of the garden.
The small building is spotless. It can be seen that someone comes here to clean it every day. The three words "I'm here" he wrote on the wall of this small building last time have naturally been repainted.
Shu Guan under the mask smiled, took a bloody mop, walked to the wall, waved the mop and wrote three words on the wall:
I am still here.
This is the second letter of challenge to Minamoto Sakurako.
From now on, as long as there are practitioners from the Kingdom of the Rising Sun coming to the Consulate of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun, he will come over and clean it as much as possible, and then send a letter of challenge to Yuan Yingzi.
Shanghai is his Shanghai.
Japanese dogs are not allowed here.
(End of chapter)
