"Three souls and seven souls are gone..."
Humans have three souls and seven souls. The three souls govern the destiny, representing money and life power respectively. The seven souls govern the character, representing the seven emotions of joy, anger, worry, sadness, and fear.
Zhang Yueban in the coffin still looked the same as when Xia Zhichan first met, lying with a peaceful expression, but his face was slightly colorless and a little darker.
As soon as the true energy entered her body, Xia Zhichan felt something was wrong.
The human soul will automatically leave the body only when a normal life expires, and then go to the underworld for reincarnation. Unless magic and evil methods are used, the soul can abnormally leave the body.
"monster……"
Xia Zhichan knew that she was drunk last night and even deliberately closed her six senses, so she didn't find the monster causing trouble, but she didn't expect the monster to be so rampant.
Gently pinching a strand of hair from Zhang Yueban's temples with his fingers, an unknown flame burst out with his fingers, and his hair was burned to ashes.
A wisp of smoke floated out from the flames.
Xia Zhichan stared closely at the wisp of green smoke, and saw that although it was as thin as a thread, it swayed through the window and floated outside.
Hold the seal with your left hand and recite the incantation silently in your mouth.
The wisp of green smoke did not drift in the direction of the wind. Instead, it swayed like a small spiritual snake, passing through the eaves and drifting upward until it was no longer visible from the ground.
I don't know how far away, the waves on the river near Jiangcheng were surging, and then suddenly, for no apparent reason, a fist-sized bubble appeared from the bottom of the water.
There was a grunt.
The bubbles rose to the surface and burst.
I don’t know if there are fish spitting water under the water, or there are steaming cracks under the river.
At the same time, Xia Zhichan felt the green smoke on the flame at his fingertips tighten, swirling and gathering back.
It was like a fishing line that suddenly became tight.
This means that a fish has taken the bait.
Xia Zhichan uses the authentic spiritualism in the Taoist sect, which can summon back a person's lost soul through the combination of the true energy in the body and the magic.
People in the Taoist sect first used this method to help people who had lost part of their souls after being bewitched or frightened by evil spirits to recover their souls. Later, they discovered that people's souls could also be directly absorbed through this method. The Taoist sect felt that this method was too much. Danger, destroy the methods and spells.
Fortunately, some of the Taoist sect's most authentic spells and spells are still left in the farmyard of Quelong Mountain. Those were all stolen by Yan Chixia from Longhu Mountain... Ahem, they were borrowed and returned after three hundred years. Not returned.
"Hurry as the law dictates!"
Xia Zhichan shouted low, clapped his left and right hands, and when he closed his palms, the flame on his fingertips also expanded and grew in size.
The wisp of green smoke shrank, curled up little by little in the middle of the flame, and finally gathered into a round black ball.
Opening his palms, the pill fell down.
The flames also disappeared at the same time.
"It doesn't seem difficult..."
It was the first time for Xia Zhichan to use this kind of soul-calling technique. Unexpectedly, it was quite successful. He held the small black ball and came to the head of Zhang Yueban's coffin, and opened the latter's chin with his left hand.
Boom.
Just threw the pill in.
"Sir, what are you..."
Most of the postmen were just pushed and did not faint. However, seeing Xia Zhichan's subsequent behavior was too scary, they did not dare to approach.
Li Laosi was the only one who had the courage to ask.
He just watched helplessly as Xia Zhichan just waved his sleeves and robe and pushed all of them out. The few who made rude remarks just now looked like they were punched out and rolled to the corner.
I don’t know what kind of magic was used later, but Zhang Yicheng’s coffin was opened in one fell swoop. You must know that the nails on the coffin were all driven in. The coffin lid had already been firmly nailed on the coffin. Even with natural divine power, the most it can do is lift up the entire coffin. It is impossible for the coffin to not move and only open the coffin lid.
The next step was to pull the hair to summon the spirit. When he saw Xia Zhichan's fingertips were on fire, Li Laosi concluded in his heart that the spirit officer Xia Zhichan was definitely not a mortal.
"It should be almost done..."
As Xia Zhichan was talking, Zhang Yueban, the postmaster who had been lying in the coffin, suddenly sat up straight, and then heard screams like a slaughtering pig coming from the post.
"Save uncle and uncle..."
The child was so frightened that he couldn't even shout for help.
"It's haunted, it's a corpse!"
Someone had quick legs and opened the door and rushed out without looking back.
"Oh my god! Mr. Zhang is alive again..."
Li Laosi was so frightened that he squatted on his butt, forgetting the pain for a moment, and looked straight at Zhang Yueban who sat up from the coffin.
Xia Zhichan held the back of Zhang Yueban's neck with one hand and rolled the latter's eyelids with the other hand. There was already light in his eyes, but there seemed to be something missing.
"How come only one soul and two souls came back..."
The soul is back, but not all of it, so this is really interesting.
"Hey hey hey hey..."
Zhang Yueban broke free from Xia Zhichan's hand and didn't say a word. He just kept grinning silly and looking like a fool.
"My lord, my lord, my lord Zhang..."
Li Laosi finally got up from the ground, quickly walked to the coffin, and then shouted several times. Zhang Yueban looked like he didn't recognize the person, so he asked anxiously:
"Lingguan Shenxian, Master Zhang, what's going on?"
Xia Zhichan was also secretly stunned. He and Li Laosi helped Yi Cheng Zhang Yueban out. The latter still only kept giggling, looking at Xia Zhichan and Li Laosi.
"Hey hey hey hey..."
"Hel him down first and take good care of him. He will be fine."
Xia Zhichan can only say this now.
"Okay, okay, thank you to the gods, thank you to the gods."
Li Laosi couldn't help but nodded. The person who was obviously lifeless was revived by Xia Zhichan three times or two times. This is definitely not something that a mortal can do. This Master Lingguan must be the reincarnation of a god.
There were several postmen who were scared to death. Li Laosi quickly called them over to help. The main reason was that Zhang Yueban was really wide and fat, and Li Laosi was thin and thin, so one person couldn't really handle him.
"You guys, Yi Cheng has always been so kind to you, but now you don't know how to repay your kindness?"
Li Laosi cursed a few times, and the postmen stood up and walked over.
Mainly because I was scared at first. After all, everyone would be scared when a person who was sure to be dead suddenly sat up. Now that I saw Zhang Yueban giggling there, although I was still a little scared, it was not as strong as at the beginning.
A few brave Zhang Yueban returned to the room with silly smiles, leaving old man Li Laosi still waiting beside Xia Zhichan.
"God, you..."
Xia Zhichan frowned. He really didn't have any clue about what was happening now. He just vaguely felt that there was definitely a powerful character behind it controlling everything.
"Okay, don't ask about this... By the way, is the friend I brought here back?"
"Uh...Xiao Wu."
Li Laosi had never met Nan Er at all, so he naturally didn't know who Xia Zhichan was asking about, so he could only ask for help from the postman Xiao Wu who had met the two of them.
"Well, he probably hasn't come back yet. I've been here all along and I haven't seen that gentleman come back..."
Xiao Wu, the postman standing in the corner of the room, quickly replied that in fact he didn't even know when Nan Er left. If it weren't for Zhang Yicheng's accidental death, he would have gone to the bamboo forest courtyard behind to talk to Xia Zhichan Er. No one could tell that Nan Er had left even if he said it.
"Oh, okay, I understand."
Xia Zhichan didn't have much time to think about what Nan Er was doing now. He turned over his hands and calculated the latter's whereabouts, and found that he couldn't guess where the latter was.
All I know is that the other person's life should not be in danger.
"The most important thing now is to retrieve the wine gourd."
Xia Zhichan sensed the little remaining vitality in his body and knew that he had to find the red wine gourd immediately. Without the wine gourd, he was like a rootless duckweed.
Once the true energy in his body is exhausted, he will be almost no different from an ordinary mortal. As for the invisible sword energy, if it is not stimulated by the true energy, it is just like a sharp flying knife to deal with the knights of the rivers and lakes. Maybe it's okay, but it can be used to deal with monsters like a mantis arm blocking the car.
"What did you say, god? What kind of wine gourd?"
Li Laosi was puzzled. Could it be that this immortal statue was drunk?
"It's okay. Do you know where Prince Le's Mansion is?"
Xia Zhichan knew that such a big thing had happened in Jiangcheng. If he wanted to control the situation, he had to find the real controller of Jiangcheng.
"The old man knows that he once had the honor to deliver a letter to Prince Le's Mansion."
"Okay, take me there."
Xia Zhichan shook her sleeves and robe, and under the leadership of Li Laosi, the two of them walked towards the Prince Le's Mansion in Jiangcheng.
…
In the afternoon, Lewang Mansion issued two notices in succession.
The first notice informed all the people in Jiangcheng that there must be evil behind the death of people in every household. Those so-called dead people actually had their souls taken away by evil. I hope that all those who have died in their families can stay calm. , don’t listen to other people’s evil words, keep the body of the dead person at home first.
The notice from Prince Le's Mansion, to put it bluntly, was more effective than the emperor's edict in Jiangcheng's territory. In less than a day, all those mourning in the streets went home.
In fact, a normal funeral requires several days of preparation. People are not buried immediately as soon as they die. It’s just that Jiangcheng also has a strange tradition. If someone dies without illness or disaster during the River God Festival, it is because the River God took him away to enjoy the blessings. In order not to keep the River God waiting for a long time, he must be given immediately. People are buried.
As soon as Prince Le's notice came out, most of the people in Jiangcheng were obedient. Even some of the people who made trouble were persuaded to retreat by Prince Le's guards.
The second notice was to inform the world that they were looking for talented people and strangers who could subjugate demons and come to Jiangcheng. As long as they could solve the current crisis in Jiangcheng, Prince Le was willing to reward them with thousands of gold.
As soon as this notice came out, not only Jiangzhou was shocked, but even some people in the capital couldn't sit still.
The reason why they couldn't sit still was not because of the thousand taels of gold that Prince Le gave out, but because Prince Le's notice was clearly taking the opportunity to recruit talented people. If there were some capable people who came to help, then Prince Le's power would not be great. Is it even bigger?
In recent years, there have been more and more suspicions about Prince Le in the court. After all, he is a rare vassal king with real power and an army. For many people, it is like a stick in the throat.
"Prince Le wants to rebel..."
I don’t know when this sentence was passed back and forth among the ministers in the court, and I don’t know who said it first.
Some officials even directly accused Prince Le of being unethical and disobedient in court.
After hearing this, His Majesty the Emperor also chuckled twice and said nothing.
For several days in a row, the records of impeachment of Prince Le for failing to fulfill his duties were piled up like snowflakes on Emperor Da Qi's Long Book Case.
"It's cold, so burn these to keep warm."
His Majesty the Emperor didn't even bother to look at it, and directly ordered the eunuch to throw all the memorials into the brazier. The eunuch on duty took all the memorials with a confused look on his face, and burned them in a fire.
"Haha, this kid only knows how to beg me when something happens..."
His Majesty the Emperor put together the memorial that Prince Le had sent eight hundred miles away, and then gently placed it on the desk at his hand.
"Come on, deliver the message."
…
Three days later, several figures came to the gate of Jiangcheng.
"Amitabha."
The great monk wearing cassocks chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, but there was no expression in his slightly opened eyes, which were empty.
He could not see anything, but he could see the Buddha and the living beings in front of the Buddha.
"Master, we have arrived in Jiangcheng."
In front of the invisible monk, there was a young novice monk in commoner clothes. He pulled the corner of the monk's clothes and walked forward step by step.
"Okay, let's go into the city."
Uh-huh!
At the same time, two rainbows, one white and one red, flashed over Jiangcheng. The sword energy was so full that all the dark clouds accumulated on Jiangcheng were dispersed.
The white rainbow fell, and a graceful figure was revealed at the end of the white light.
The broad white robe could not cover the woman's figure, and the slender long sword with cold light was held in her palm.
Emei is picturesque and has cool eyes.
She was standing there, it was daytime but there seemed to be a ray of moonlight shining on her body. The words "unworldly" were the most suitable to describe her.
The woman lowered her head and looked at the word that her master inexplicably wrote softly on her palm before going down the mountain.
She was puzzled and asked Master what this word meant.
The master, who was sitting high on the mountain, softened his eyes for the first time, gently tapped the woman's forehead with his fingertips, and said that he would know it when he met her.
Opening your palm, you can see a delicate handwriting.
"summer."
