The night is quiet and suitable for traveling.
Song Ciwan put on her human skin mask and black cloak, turned into a wisp of night wind, and left through the dark shadows.
Jishanfang, Yujia.
A watchman passed by the door with his bangs. In the room, Niu Jinhua, who was lying on the bed, kicked her legs as if she was dreaming. She suddenly pushed her husband Yu Baotou beside her and called him: "Lao Yu, wake up. Awake."
Yu Baotou said confusedly: "What are you doing?"
Niu Jinhua's eyes were misty, as if she was in a dream, but just because she was in a dream, she suddenly started crying wildly: "Lao Yu, I feel uncomfortable. Thinking about Yueniang's child, she is already pitiful. She has nothing to do with her. I don’t know, but he kept sending us money before and said he would pay us back!”
"It's obvious that we stole her money, so what's the value of the five taels she borrowed? That's hers to begin with!"
"Lao Yu!" Niu Jinhua cried and asked, "Why do you insist on taking this money? No matter how short we are, it's still people's life money. How can we take it? How can we take it..."
Her tears flowed, like a piece of ice crystal piercing Yu Baotou's body. Yu Baotou suddenly sat up from his daze.
There was an inexplicable panic that made his head feel dizzy. Yu Baotou could only cover his forehead and said in pain: "What if I want to take it? All the men in the household have to take it. Can we who work on the fast shift get it?" Do you want to take it? If you don’t take the household housing, can the gentlemen rest assured? If you don’t take it, believe it or not, you won’t be able to get even a single cent of the pension!”
He felt so uncomfortable, there was an indescribable depression in his head, and he also felt depressed in his heart: "Not only do I have to take it, I also have to take the lead, and I will share it with my brothers..."
"But don't think it's me who is bullying people!" Yu Captou shouted angrily, "Everyone lives with their heads up. Today I am alive, which is my pension. If I die tomorrow... others will too." It will definitely be divided among me!"
"Brother Song, Brother Song is a good man, but... he also shared other people's pensions when he was alive!"
"Who doesn't? Who wants to do that?"
"There used to be thirty brothers in our team, but now there are only fifteen left. How long can I survive?"
Each sound is an accusation, a vent, and even a middle-aged man whimpering like a wild animal.
Niu Jinhua turned over and hugged her husband. She was overwhelmed by this nightmare. She also cried: "God damn it, damn it, when will this day end! It wasn't like this in previous years. Catching and killing demons is not slaying demons." Is it about Wei? Why do we have to let you agents go into battle?"
Yu Baotou sneered, crying and laughing: "The master we are following, Master Zhang Ping of the Demon-Slaying School, he has a blood-breaking knife. If it is just to deal with ordinary monsters, the blood-breaking knife can be used one by one. If it is a powerful monster, that is One by one for us petty officials! Hehe, hehehe..."
Niu Jinhua asked: "Old Yu, where does this Zhang Ping live and what is his origin? Doesn't the superiors care about him, taking other people's lives to make his own achievements?"
"The adults will go to the Xuan Deng Division Yamen every Wednesday, Saturday, and Ninth to have their hair done, and Master Zhang is no exception. But he is a disciple of the Seven Stars Sect in Cangling County..."
Yu Baotou chuckled again, and said slowly with half-closed eyelids: "It's not unusual to catch demons and kill people. Mr. Zhang doesn't kill people directly. He waits for the demons to kill first. After the demons kill people, he drinks the blood. He If the power of your sword has increased dramatically and you kill demons, you are actually helping people get revenge, do you understand?"
Understand?
Who could understand, not Niu Jinhua, she only felt dizzy and palpitating. She wanted to say something more, but couldn't, so she could only hold her husband tightly and fell asleep again without knowing it.
After talking in sleep for a while, the room gradually became quiet again, and the night outside the window became darker and darker.
Song Ciwan outside the window turned into a shadow and escaped again. She drifted into the house in the night wind. After entering the room, she suddenly pulled off the black cloak on her body, and then pulled off the human skin mask on her face.
Song Ciwan's heart was full of anger, which was no worse than that of Yu Zhuantou.
But Yu Baotou could only vent a few words in his dream, but Song Ciwan, Song Ciwan... she, she could show the thunder in her hand and kill the injustice in her heart!
"No, no, I want to calm down." Song Ciwan took off her baggage and put it back into the space of the scale, and then she walked to the memorial tablet of Song Youde and his wife.
There were three sticks of incense burning on the altar table. Song Ciwan looked at the incense mist and gradually became calm.
Whenever big things happen, you must be calm first. People can be brave, but they must be cautious.
She needs to understand that although she now has three points of power in her hand, she is still in the Qi Transformation stage after all!
There are also real cultivators of qi refining and spiritual transformation, as well as some living immortals who can refining qi to return to the void, refining the emptiness to combine with the Tao... It is so small and vast, so how can one be satisfied with a small period of qi transformation?
Not only can she not be complacent, she must always be in awe and fear.
——I am too weak.
Song Ciwan took out two pieces of peach and plum wood and continued to carve his own substitute puppet.
If you don't sleep, it's your liver!
A total of ten kilograms of peach wood and ten kilograms of plum wood can be used to carve three pairs of life-changing puppets. While carving, inject longevity yuan into them for worship, but it will only lose six years of life yuan every day, which she can afford.
Song Ciwan called out the scales of heaven and earth again while carving. He had just been excited and had not yet had time to sell off the seven emotions and six desires he had obtained from the Yu family and his wife.
From the head catcher: [You sold human desires, sorrow, anger, and fear for two pounds and three liang, and obtained the primary Taoist method, the Blazing Flame Technique. 】
This is a fire-based Taoist method. After learning it, you can cast a stream of spiritual flames. As the magic power becomes more sophisticated and the Taoist skills become more proficient, the temperature of the spiritual flames can be much higher than that of ordinary fire. It is a very practical basic Taoist method.
Song Ciwan memorized the Taoist teachings and understood the secret. After a while, he sold the seven emotions and six desires obtained from Aunt Jinhua again.
[You sold human desires, sorrow, fear, and shock for one pound and eight taels, and gained one year and eight months of cultivation. 】
The mysterious and mysterious feeling of speeding through time and space came over again, but this time Song Ciwan was no longer practicing the Zuowang Heart Sutra in the passing time, but other Taoist methods.
Such as the Void Illusion Demon Sword, this Taoist method has five levels, the first level is the illusion of inner demons, the second level is the repeated demonic thoughts... until the fifth level, the illusion of heavenly demons is born.
With each level of practice of this technique, its power increases exponentially. By the fifth level, the person hit by the sword may even turn into a demon puppet for the user to drive!
Song Ciwan has only just entered the first level. With her current cultivation level in the Qi Transformation stage, if she cannot break through to the big realm, she will not even be able to practice the second level of the Void Demonic Sword.
Even so, this first level is enough for her to practice.
The time of "one year and eight months" passed quickly. Song Ciwan completed his hard training. When he opened his eyes again, he felt that his understanding of the Void Magic Sword was much deeper.
If she was just getting started at the beginning, then now she should be able to enter the room and become proficient and pure.
Very good, Song Ciwan put down the Void Demonic Sword and continued to practice the puppetry Li Daitao Zhang.
This technique is a bit special, because it requires injecting longevity energy and worshiping on time, so it cannot be improved quickly through the cultivation time of the scales of heaven and earth like other techniques.
After such a night of hard training, it was dawn again.
For the next period of time, Song Ciwan lived an extremely stable life.
She worked during the day and practiced at night. Although there was anger in her heart, she seemed to have turned herself into a furnace. The deeper the anger, the calmer she became on the surface.
Occasionally, Song Ci evening party will pay attention to the surrounding developments. For example, the Dingfeng Building on Liuquan Street, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, has recently come back to life.
There is a new chef in Dingfeng Tower with unparalleled skills, who can make the most common dishes extremely delicious. A certain young master from the Xu family of the Xiantian family came over to have a taste, and at that time he praised Dingfeng Tower. .
Another example is the old Huang family in Jishanfang. Ever since the Jin Pancake farce happened, the life of his family has gone from bad to worse.
Old Huang suffered a stroke and was paralyzed, Huang Erlang had his legs broken, and Aunt Ge was sick in bed and couldn't get up. Huang Dalang had to support his wife and children, and take care of a family of patients. It was already miserable...
Suddenly one day, a group of thugs rushed to the gambling house, but they ransacked the Huang family and left a message: "Your family is so brave. You dare to use fake gold to deceive our boss. It's limited to three days." Pay me back every day, or my house will be smashed!"
How can the Huang family get money?
So on a dark and windy night, Huang Dalang ran away with his wife and children.
When people from the gambling house came to the door again, they saw not only Huang Gui and Huang Erlang who were lying on the bed and about to starve to death, but the only one left was the hanged Aunt Ge.
The neighbors were all sighing, and from that time on, when I warned the younger generation, I would always add: "Don't gamble! You can't touch that thing!"
Two more clerks in the fast class died, and demons seemed to be everywhere. Song Ciwan could hardly bear it any longer.
Finally, July 749 passed, and on this day of winter, Song Ciwan's three pairs of wooden puppets were all carved, and Li Dai succeeded in practicing the Tao Zong Technique!
The Phantom Demon Sword of the Void was about to move in her heart, buzzing faintly.
