After this journey, the chill from the Yin Pai became more and more intense, but he knew that once the Yin Qi disappeared, it meant that Nie Xiaoqian would be helpless.
Only Qin Bai's placement of the Yin card and the ashes altar could barely alleviate the problem, but it only treated the symptoms rather than the root cause.
He knew that if he could not stabilize Nie Xiaoqian's soul in a short period of time, he might soon lose his soul.
Qin Bai walked towards the second floor of the inn. Most people hurried back to the guest rooms after dinner. There was no one in the corridor, only a few dim candles glowed.
Although the atmosphere was slightly weird, he didn't pay attention to it. He had seen even more scenes in the underworld, so naturally he wasn't afraid.
Qin Bai walked straight back to the guest room. During this time, he had been preparing to draw the talisman, and he felt more or less confident.
He sat at the table and took out a piece of wrinkled bark from the fish bag, about half a foot in size. When he touched it, he could clearly feel that the material was extremely tough.
This is the bark of Grandma Dryad, but for some reason over time, the color of the entire bark became restrained and turned into an earthy yellow, making it look ordinary.
But in fact, it was pulled from the demon elixir of a thousand-year-old tree demon. Such an origin is absolutely unusual.
Qin Bai carefully cut the bark with a knife, removing the harder layer, leaving only the softest layer.
Then it was soaked in water, and some of his blood was mixed into the water. After a long time, the bark became soft, and it did look like yellowed paper.
The next thing Qin Bai knew was the most critical step of carving the talisman. This step had stuck with him for a long time. Even after practicing for so long, he was still a little nervous.
After calming down, he took out a talisman pen dipped in cinnabar or blood ink.
Perhaps because his own energy was mixed in with the blood, the ink took on a patina color and the smell was a little weird.
Unlike paper figures made from paper money, in order to carve charms on the paper figures, it is natural to use true energy. Qin Bai was a little uneasy.
The light body talisman was still fresh in my mind before, and my unusual Qi would definitely have an impact on the talisman itself, but I didn't know whether it would be good or bad.
But he didn't care about that much anymore. It was not Qin Bai's style to be timid. He dipped a talisman pen in a little cinnabar mixed with blood ink, and first tried to draw the talisman on the table. It went smoothly.
Qin Bai nodded with satisfaction. This wave was as steady as an old dog, and then he tried to draw on the bark of the tree.
Compared with practicing, you only realize how difficult it is when you actually start drawing the talisman. The main problem is to inject the infuriating energy into the drawn lines little by little along the talisman pen.
This requires extremely high control of Qi. Qin Bai's forehead started to sweat after just a few strokes, and his arms were slightly sore.
He could only focus his attention on the bark of the tree, looking at the little outlines of the lines, trying not to have distracting thoughts.
After more than half an hour, most of the talisman has been carved, leaving only the last stroke.
Qin Bai finally came back to his senses. Seeing that he was about to succeed, he felt excited. There was a certain deviation in the lines at the end.
Then a large amount of white smoke came out of the bark, and then only a muffled sound was heard, and the bark exploded. The explosion was so powerful that even the inn could feel the vibration.
The sky was not too dark yet, and although there were other people living on the second floor of the inn, they had no intention of going out to check. As for Ning Caichen, he was already used to it.
He immersed himself in studying, and there was only half a month before the scientific examination. He had to seize the time to review his homework. In addition, when he came to Suzhou City, he had to visit his friends, so time was still very tight.
The waiter downstairs clearly felt the movement. Just as he was about to go upstairs to check, the innkeeper grabbed his arm.
The innkeeper was short, dark-skinned, and wearing a yellow vest. He looked very wealthy, but the thick eye circles on his face could not conceal his fatigue.
The fat boss recalled that the guest room in the corner on the second floor was rented to a big man, and he knew from his appearance that he was not someone to be trifled with.
"It could just be something heavy falling to the ground, don't make such a fuss."
"But..." The waiter said, "With such a loud noise, aren't you afraid that the other party will demolish the inn?"
"I'll go to the door of the guest room to have a look. Don't make any noise. If any other guests ask, just tell them that something heavy fell to the ground."
"All right."
Boss Bean carefully walked to the second floor and saw a large amount of white smoke coming out of the crack of Qin Bai's door, and his scalp suddenly became numb.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door was opened from the inside, and Qin Bai walked out with a gray face and some damaged skin.
"My mentality is broken."
After Qin Bai went out and saw the fat boss, he was stunned for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder and said.
"The table in the room exploded by itself. I'm afraid there's something wrong with the quality. Please help me replace it."
The innkeeper took a sneak peek inside, and his heart was bleeding. The fine nanmu table was now in pieces on the ground, and it looked like it had indeed exploded.
What on earth is this person doing in the guest room? Your mentality is broken. My mentality is fucking broken. Can you call the police?
But Qin Bai's intimidation was too strong, so he had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky: "Okay... but the other guest rooms are already occupied. I'll go downstairs to help you move a table."
As soon as the fat boss Ying finished speaking, Qin Bai pointed to the room next to his original guest room and said.
"As for this room, I don't think anyone lives in it?"
"This room..."
The fat boss hesitated, but Qin Bai had already walked in that direction.
"Wait...wait..." The fat boss couldn't bear it, so he quickly stopped the other party.
"What a strong man doesn't know is that in this house, people have been hanged...it is unlucky."
"Isn't it normal to die before someone else?" Qin Bai didn't even pause in his steps.
"Well……"
The fat boss knew that something strange had happened in his inn, and if another accident happened, there would be no need to open it, so he quickly added.
"The person who was hanged was a scholar. He died in a strange manner. He was specially dressed in red. The house has been unclean since then. It has been for several years. It even scared a tenant crazy."
"Huh?" Qin Bai stopped, the system prompt sounded, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
[Inn Secret Room Murder Incident - Part 1] Query the scholar's cause of death, reward: check-in time - 10, points 40.
Such a rich achievement immediately attracted his attention. Although the name of the achievement was a bit like a child's death, it did not prevent Qin Bai's soul of a famous detective from burning brightly.
The fat boss sighed and said helplessly: "I can refund you the money for the guest room, and please go out and stop talking nonsense. It is not suitable for rituals during the imperial examination period. I will ask a Taoist monk to come and take a look at it in a while. "
"The inn mentioned is a bit unclean, but as long as you don't leave the room at night, you'll be fine. Maybe you were in such a hurry this morning that you forgot to tell me."
