The night on the 14th was like a fantasy dream,
Not only did I meet Ma Qing but also Xiao Ma Qing, and I further learned the truth about the Yin Marriage Contract.
Apart from the fact that he almost died and his bones were broken, overall that night was more rewarding.
I put the fragments of the wronged soul bone into a box and prepared to find a way to repair them.
The prop that had been with me for so long suddenly broke into pieces, and I was somewhat reluctant to let it go.
I first called Mr. Kou.
Mr. Kou is well-informed and an expert in antiques. Maybe he knows something.
After the phone call was made, I explained my needs.
Mr. Kou thought deeply: "Young friend, you want to repair the wronged soul bone, right? But how could the wronged soul bone be broken?"
"The bones of wronged souls are inherently evil objects. There is a very small chance that they will be left behind after the death of a ghost with a lot of grievances. I am so lucky to have such a rare thing. It is not surprising."
"But according to the old man, I know that the bones of the wronged souls are harder than gold, stone, steel, and can be cut with swords and swords without being damaged. This is the first time that the old man has heard of the broken soul bones of the wronged souls."
Not to mention it was hard for Mr. Kou to understand, but I couldn't believe that such a precious soul bone was shattered by Ma Qing's finger.
I argued vaguely: "It's too troublesome to explain, but the thing is indeed broken."
Mr. Kou: "Yes, I understand, but this soul bone cannot be repaired. It is a natural wonder, how can it be repaired artificially?"
"But my friend has another good idea. Use these fragments. Even if the wronged soul bone is broken, it will still be an evil thing. Since it cannot be repaired, it is better to restore it in another way. It can even surpass the original wronged soul bone." .
Hearing that there was hope, I asked in surprise: "What does Mr. Kou mean?"
Mr. Kou said with a smile: "Treat the wronged soul bone as a kind of material, and then combine it with other materials to make it into a magic weapon."
"But I am not good at making magical instruments. Maoshan, Fulongshan and others seem to be good at this."
Fulong Mountain...I captured an interesting point. If I still need to deal with other places,
But when it comes to Fulong Mountain, my face is not very easy to use.
After all, he is now a wanted person in Fulongshan. Seeing that he has been blamed for such a grievance, Fulongshan will not refuse.
I thanked him: "I understand. Thanks for the advice, Mr. Kou. How are you doing now, Mr. Kou?"
"Didn't Mr. Kou say before that we are not far from the bloody disaster that the strange man mentioned? Since Mr. Kou said that I might be able to help you, please say something, Mr. Kou, if you can use me."
"Kou Lao has helped me so much, and I still have nothing to repay."
Mr. Kou laughed heartily: "Thanks to my little friend, since I met you, my old body has become stronger day by day, and some of my minor problems have disappeared."
"My little friend is my lucky star. It's really necessary to rest assured. I will go to my little friend for help without any shame."
I sighed: "I hope I can really help Mr. Kou."
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After chatting with Mr. Kou, I immediately called Taoist Erhu.
To talk about Fulong Mountain, we still need to find the Taoist priests from Erhu.
Although this guy has good methods and good morals, his seniority and connections are extraordinary.
Erhu was a little surprised when he received my call:
"Zhang Ah Si? Why did you suddenly think of looking for me?".
"I have something to ask Mr. Erhu."
Taoist priest Erhu said in four words:
Erhu's tone instantly lifted his mood, and he asked as if he was from a high position:
"What's the matter? It doesn't matter if you tell me, I will definitely be able to help you."
"I heard people say that Fulong Mountain seems to be able to make magical weapons. I have some materials and hope that Fulong Mountain can help make magical weapons."
"Materials? We can indeed make magic weapons here, but it depends on the material. Ordinary things cannot be used to make magic weapons. If the magic weapon is to work well, it still depends on the material itself."
"The bones of the wronged soul!".
Erhu Taoist priest suddenly became excited: "What! Do you have the soul bone of the wronged person??".
I was surprised: "That's the stick next to me. You haven't noticed it yet?"
Erhu's voice sounded slightly awkward: "Ahem...Master Dao, why did I pay attention to a stick? I thought it was a baseball bat."
"But you said the material is the bones of innocent souls. What's going on? The stick is not working smoothly and you want to change it?"
I was too lazy to explain, so I simply asked: "Just tell me if this material can be used."
Taoist priest Erhu: "Of course the wronged soul bone can be used as a material. This is still the top material. If this thing is used to make a weapon, the effectiveness of the weapon will be insignificant."
"In terms of making magic weapons, several of my junior brothers are good at making magic weapons, but they have died. Now there is only Sanhua on Fulong Mountain who can perfectly handle the bones of your wronged soul."
Sanhua? ...Sanhua Celestial Master... Recalling how inhumane Sanhua Celestial Master was and how he could fall out at any time, I felt a little timid.
But when I turned around and thought, it would be a good idea to find Master Sanhua.
It was Master Sanhua who was responsible for forcing his way into Fulong Mountain, and now it was just right to ask Master Sanhua to help him make a magic weapon.
Hmm...yes, I have reason to be afraid of anything.
Three flowers are just three flowers. This is not the first time I have seen the Heavenly Master. What are you afraid of?
No matter how difficult it is, is it still harder to deal with Ma Qing?
Erhu Taoist priest added: "It happens that Sanhua is not in retreat during this period, so you can come to Fulong Mountain again with the bones of the wronged souls."
"But you have to remember, never go through the main entrance, and don't let the disciples see your face."
"You are now one of the most wanted persons in the industry. Maoshan, Fulongshan and other disciples all know your face. I'm afraid they will arrest you immediately when they see you."
The veins on my head couldn't help but throbbed: "Haha, it's thanks to Master Sanhua that I, Zhang Asi, have become completely famous."
"I understand, I'll be there in a few days."
After hanging up the phone, the smell of food could already be heard downstairs.
I went downstairs and saw that today's lunch was special, as if it was some kind of nutritious meal.
Big bone soup, black chicken soup with colorful mushrooms, roast beef with green onions, etc.
He raised his head and looked out the window,
The mother and daughter are leaning together quietly under the ginkgo tree, accompanied by the breeze. This picture reveals comfort everywhere...
After dinner, I rested for another day and then prepared to set off for Fulong Mountain.
I put the fragments of the wronged soul bone, the box of red evil spirits, etc. into my backpack, and I left the villa under the watch of Lin Xintangjia.
On the train to Fulong Mountain,
My bed was on the lower bunk. There was no one on the upper bunk, and there was only an elderly couple opposite.
The old man looked out the window with a sad expression, while the old woman stared at the old man.
As the two people are together for a longer time, the feelings between the lovers will be integrated into trivial matters.
There is a saying that couples in love are as sweet as each other, but married couples dislike each other.
The older the couple is, the harder it is for them to express their emotions, but their love for each other has long been integrated into their daily lives. If you look carefully, love is revealed everywhere.
The old woman would help the old man tuck the quilt and put the shoes away.
The old man would also keep wiping her tears from her portrait.
While the old man was going to the toilet, I asked the old woman: "Is it okay to pester him like this?".
The old woman's red eyes showed tenderness: "At least let me see that he is no longer sad for me, then I can feel relieved."
Soon the old man came back, and he still wiped his tears sadly in front of the portrait. The old woman's eyes were filled with distress.
I didn't say anything more, any words would be superfluous to this twilight couple.
On the second night of the train's journey, the old woman left,
Before leaving, she stood by the old man's bed and looked at it for a long time.
Tucked in the quilt for him for the last time, put his shoes away, and slowly walked out of the carriage until he was gone.
Not long after the old woman left, the old man stretched out his hand from the quilt and stayed in the cold wind for a while.
The old man, who should have been sleeping soundly, sat up, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness.
He took out her portrait from under the pillow and cried silently, shedding tears.
I said silently: "She's gone."
The old man choked up: "Having lived for half my life...how could I not know whether she is here or not?"
"I just want to keep her a little longer, even if it's to sympathize...".
He kept wiping the portrait, but there was no dust on it...
