Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll

Taoist Books

Chapter 61 Taoist Book

Li Wuxiang was silent for a moment, then nodded: "That makes sense, how could it be such a coincidence. So you originally planned to find Zhao Kui... and rob him?"

"That's not what I, Taiyi, do."

"So what you want is the Golden Chanzi? Because that thing is on me, you don't want it?"

Zeng Jianqiu frowned and stared at him. After a while, he suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, it's Guang Chanzi's Taoist book! Little brother, you are scared enough?"

He laughed a few times and shook his head: "But forget it. I don't want to force you, and I can't do it now. If I ask you for Guang Chanzi, you must ask me to teach you flying swordsmanship. I said that you are not right in mind as a joke, but you have too many thoughts, I can't see through it, so I dare not teach you, at least not now."

Li Wuxiang was about to speak, Zeng Jianqiu waved his hand: "But you are still in my temper, so I will give you another one before I leave. Tell me a few things. "

"Actually, you are not an evil spirit now, you are a ghost fairy, but not as good as that. You are wearing a skin now, and you feel that you can come and go freely and are not afraid of pain. It seems that you have more advantages than ordinary practitioners. This is the advantage of unorthodox methods. Looking at the short side, it is indeed tempting. But there are two things. Ghost fairies can't go up. If you are in the realm of Qi Refining now, you can only be the peak of Qi Refining for the rest of your life. I guess you won't be willing. "

"Another point, your skin is actually very fragile. If someone knows your weakness, they can just scrape off your skin and let Jin Chanzi expose you to the sun for a few hours, and you'll be finished. This is called unstable soul, you know, this is the most taboo thing when practicing. You told me that the Zhao Kui you killed in the stove seemed to be flesh and blood, whether it was real flesh and blood or not, then I guess Ranshan has some way to refine you into that, you can think of a way yourself. "

"Then there is Guang Chanzi. This thing is not known to everyone, I also heard it from You Jiuyuan, like me know ... and there are several swordsmen, we are all looking for this thing. If you are an ordinary person, it's okay to meet them. At most, they will pester you and want to exchange with you. But you are like this now, not all swordsmen are as easy to talk to as me, be careful that others will see through you and treat you as an evil spirit. "

"Also, this thing should have existed for a long time. Since no one practices it, it means that there is something strange. You'd better not practice it anymore. Try to find a proper method. Let's go!"

...

Usually, Jinshui Town becomes very quiet when it just gets dark. But today it is very lively - the direction of Chen's yard is brightly lit. That's because the town owner's family slaughtered chickens and sheep to hold a banquet to celebrate the survival of the people in the town and to reward the two immortal masters who killed the evil spirits.

But until it got dark, the two were not found, so people thought that they should be like the legendary masters, who left after the work and flew away long ago, and did not covet people's gratitude and rewards.

So Xue Baoping became the guest of honor at the banquet. Chen Xin and Liu Jiao came to ask her first, but she refused. After a while, Chen Xiu came to ask her again, but she didn't want to go, so the Chen family sent two soldiers to guard her door and keep away those who came to see her, thank her, and ask her to cure her illness or prolong her life.

After a while, there were no other voices outside, and Xue Baoping could slowly relax and then clean up the yard that was messed up today. Both stoves were opened, the small pot was smashed, and the big pot was fine. But the tables, chairs, benches and the like were all broken into broken wooden boards. She put these things back in a corner of the yard, washed the rag and wiped the bloodstains left by Zeng Jianqiu on the floor of the main house, and then slowly walked to the door of the firewood room.

She pushed open the door and saw the straw shop next to the firewood pile.

The house was short and narrow, and the white lime that had been painted on the rammed earth walls had long fallen off. Even with the windows and doors open now, only the outlines of these things in the house could be vaguely seen.

She walked to the straw bed, closed her eyes and lay on it for a while, thinking that such a house was not suitable for him, and Jinshui was not suitable for him. I didn't know where could be suitable for him. In fact, I knew he would leave on the first day.

Then she carefully rolled up all the straw and carried it back to the main house, thinking that if the weather tomorrow was as good as today, she would spread a piece of cloth in the yard to dry it well, and maybe it could be stored for several years.

After looking around the house again, she found that there was nothing else of Li Wuxiang except this straw. She remembered what he said about Zhao Qi before - "There are no personal bits and pieces in his house, which shows that he does not plan to stay in Jinshui for a long time."

She sighed, picked up a stewed chicken leg from the various meals sent by the Chen family, peeled two eggs and put them in a bowl, and sat at the door of the kitchen with the bowl. She felt that she could not eat one meal a day and eat another like before, but should eat well, memorize the fifty-three words he taught her, and wait for him to remember who he was.

Then she thought she shouldn't open a shop, because her food was not as good as his. Maybe she could use the two bricks to be a peddler, buy some things from Qingjiang City, and then transport them back to Jinshui, as long as she hides the things in the bricks.

She lowered her head and took a bite of the chicken leg, and suddenly felt hot in her eyes and nose. She quickly raised her head and turned her face away, looking into the darkness outside the door -

Li Wuxiang walked over from the darkness.

He looked at her bowl: "Ah, you eat first? Okay, you finish eating first, and then help me carry the people later, I can't carry them."

Xue Baoping held the bowl in a daze, not daring to blink, but he still blinked once - he was still there.

And walked to her side, sat down next to her on the threshold, looking at a light in the darkness in the distance: "It's so lively over there, didn't you invite me?"

She slowly exhaled, relaxed her shoulders, and said after a long while: "I was invited, but I didn't go. Who should we carry?"

"Zeng Jianqiu. Hey, what's your expression, haha, no, he was going to leave, but he was just showing off. He just said to me 'left' and fell to the ground. I want to get him back, but my skin is not good, so I can only drag him slowly to Chen Sanyao's house, and you can help me carry him back later."

"Okay." Xue Baoping gave him an egg, "Here, I'll kill a chicken for you later. His family sent a nest of chickens..."

Li Wuxiang took a bite of the egg and sipped it slowly: "I don't eat raw food anymore. Look, I'm still breathing now, don't I look like one? Zeng Jianqiu is right, I have to act more like a human being, otherwise it will be easy to get into trouble later."

The second update will be at 8 o'clock in the morning

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