The 18th room invites God

Style: Heros Author: The incense has burnedWords: 2111Update Time: 24/01/18 19:51:44
Qingcheng Town is too small, with only two streets, one horizontal and one vertical. There is a large smooth bluestone on the roadside, and several old men and women sit on it to bask in the warm winter sun.

Shu Yuehen asked them for directions, but they didn't speak and just smiled and pointed in the direction.

Shu Yuehen kept walking forward and soon arrived at the Lin family's shop.

The Lin family's shop is small, but the facade is clean. There is a delicate talisman painted on each door on the left and right. As for what the talisman is, Shu Yuehen cannot understand.

There were a few idlers standing outside the door watching the excitement, and there was a quarrel inside the door.

In Qingcheng Town, quarrels and fights are rare and lively events that are worth going out to watch, especially when they happen to Lin Jingyong, the most respected person in Qingcheng Town.

Lin Jingyong can draw talismans, summon gods, search for objects, and ask spirits. He is a big shot in the eyes of the people in Qingcheng Town.

But the cousin of this big shot was actually lost. Lin Jingyong tried many methods to find her, which made her aunt come to make trouble.

Lin Jingyong's parents died young. It was his uncle's family who sent him money to study in the Zhenfu Sect, but for some reason he was kicked back by the Zhenfu Sect.

Lin Jingyong was helpless when his cousin was abducted by Big Beard Wang, which broke Lin Jingyong's usual aloof image.

A loud female voice was yelling: "Lin Jingyong, my family spent so much money for you to go to Zhenfu Sect to learn Taoism, but you didn't study hard and were kicked back early! Now your cousin has been kidnapped by Wang Dabeard! You actually There is no way to get it back! After studying Taoism for so many years, you have really learned it in a dog’s belly!”

Lin Jingyong defended himself in a low voice. The people outside could not hear clearly, but Shu Yuehen could hear it clearly.

"My aunt, please forgive me. It's just that after my calculation, my cousin was not kidnapped by Wang Dabeard. The real thief is someone else. Wang Dabeard is just a scapegoat pushed out by the government."

The female voice said again: "It's because you are incompetent. There are so many monks worshiped by the government, and no one is a hundred times smarter than you!"

Lin Jingyong still tried to speak, but there was a "clang" sound inside, and his aunt obviously started to smash things.

There was another "boom", and the two doors were also smashed open by a jar. The onlookers who were watching the excitement quickly got out of the way and watched the jar being smashed into pieces.

Lin Jingyong finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his middle two index fingers and drew a complex figure in the void. White lights then lit up in front of him, condensing into a talisman:

"The wind is coming quickly!"

A sudden wind blew up in Pingqi. The aunt and the bystanders were blown up by the strong wind and fell across the street.

The strong wind rises quickly but dissipates slowly. The aunt and the idlers did not fall seriously.

They each touched their buttocks and stood up. Knowing that Lin Jingyong was angry, they each went home.

Lin Jingyong's aunt never got up, sitting on the ground and crying.

Lin Jingyong smiled helplessly. He walked out of the door and saw the heroine in black who was not affected by the strong wind at all.

She held the knife and raised the sword, her hair flying in the air, but she stood firm. Even the horse stood firmly on the spot and screamed, obviously frightened.

Although she was wearing black clothes, to Lin Jingyong, she looked like an eternal snow, with a chilling chill.

Lin Jingyong raised his hands and asked: "This heroine, why don't you find a trail?"

Shu Yuehen held the reward notice and shook it, "In order to catch the kidnapper, I acted chivalrously and righteously!"

Lin Jingyong smiled, stretched out his arms, and made a "please" gesture.

Shu Yuehen casually tied the horse to a big tree by the road and entered the shop.

Lin Jingyong was polite and courteous. He invited Shu Yuehen to sit down and made tea to entertain the guests.

But every time his aunt howled outside, he would frown involuntarily and act a little absent-mindedly.

It wasn't until a male voice pulled his aunt away with curses that Lin Jingyong finally calmed down.

He looks to be in his twenties and has an ordinary appearance, but he has a bookish air that makes people feel very friendly.

Lin Jingyong cupped his hands and said, "The heroine is laughing at me! Xiaodao is not good at studying and his cousin was kidnapped by thieves, but Xiaodao is helpless, which makes the teacher feel embarrassed and shameless."

Shu Yuehen asked: "Isn't it Wang Dabeard?"

Lin Jingyong shook his head: "That Bearded Wang is also a kidnapper, but he only dares to abduct women and children from remote mountain villages. He did not abduct my cousin."

Shu Yuehen: "I accepted the reward from Wang Dabeard. If you are willing to help me catch Wang Dabeard, then I will naturally be willing to help you find your cousin."

Lin Jingyong was overjoyed: "Fellow Daoist is highly righteous!" At this point, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly added: "No, the heroine is highly righteous!"

He could tell that the "female knight" was also a monk, and her level of cultivation was not low, but he didn't know why this fellow Taoist dressed up as a knight-errant.

Shu Yuehen paused while drinking tea. Her act of pretending to be a knight-errant was extremely unsuccessful. Anyone with a little knowledge could notice that she was wrong.

But Shu Yuehen decided to continue pretending shamelessly. Who said that monks can't be knights?

As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

She asked again: "Why do you think your cousin was not kidnapped by Wang Dabeard?"

Lin Jingyong said in a deep voice: "There was an altar set up in Xiaodao to ask the gods for divination. My cousin was definitely not abducted by Bearded Wang!"

Shu Yuehen said "Hmm". There are monks and gods and demons in this world. It was written in the original book that a long time ago, gods and demons fought in this world. Later, the three realms were separated by a great master with great magical power. It is also impossible to come to the world directly in the original body.

Now the world of immortality can use various spells to summon the power of gods and demons, letting the world know that gods and demons are still there. Immortal cultivating sects who are good at using talismans can use various methods to borrow magic power from gods through the air, and the altar is one of them.

The nine branches of the Demon Sect are called the Demon Sect because they all worship the Lord of the Demon Realm, the Demon King of the Formless Heaven.

Although they all worship the Demon King Wuxiang, this does not prevent the nine branches of the Demon Sect from fiercely fighting among themselves.

Xuantian Sword Sect is a pure sword cultivator. They never believe in gods or worship Buddha, and they are not proficient in various spells involving gods.

Shu Yuehen didn't know much about the Talisman Painting Altar, but she had just observed Lin Jingyong's painting of Talisman and it seemed strange, so she decided to believe him first.

Shu Yuehen asked again: "Then when will we start taking action?"

Lin Jingyong stood up suddenly: "When I set up the altar tonight, I will ask the gods to bless me, consecrate the magic tools and talismans, and set off tomorrow morning."

Seeing that he was so anxious, Shu Yuehen thought that he had already prepared to set off to find his missing cousin, but he happened to be visiting. It seemed that he had great affection for his aunt's family.

That night, Shu Yuehen watched as Lin Jingyong set up an altar, walked with strange steps, waved a seven-star sword, and asked the gods to cast their power.

Shu Yuehen could feel that there was a mysterious power between heaven and earth as Lin Jingyong's ceremony started, and he couldn't help but feel awe.