King Lingxian is the god of Langjun, and is considered to be the god of water. Therefore, the temple of King Lingxian is built on the edge of the Fu River outside Shu County.

There are two statues of gods in the temple, one is the deity of the man and the other is the wife of the man and the other is the man and the wife of the man and the man.

Unlike the dilapidated Dong Temple, the Lingxian King Temple was built in the former Sui Dynasty, and the temple was intact. Legend has it that the Lingxian King Temple seeks marriage to be extremely effective, so the incense is very popular and female pilgrims are endless.

When Wu Qi and his party arrived at Lingxian King Temple, many pilgrims were praying for blessings and worshiping.

Lin has also changed his mourning clothes to a blue shirt to avoid attracting attention.

She pointed to the leftmost cushion under the statue of the Langjun: "The deceased husband is there to pray for blessings, and every time he is in the same position."

Xu Shujing searched around and for a while, but couldn't find any magic weapon.

Shu Ran focused his attention on the god statue, and golden light flashed in his pupils: "The man and the god lady seemed a little strange, as if there were demons appearing, leaving some yin energy."

Wu Qi squatted down and fiddled with the dirty futon under his feet: "Look, the stain on the top of the futon is greasy, but the bottom is very clean. The other futons are clean on the top and dirty on the bottom."

Xu Shujing immediately reacted: "This is a new futon that is old."

He took apart the cushion, poured out the rice husks, and indeed turned out a thin stack of talisman paper from it.

The yellow talisman paper is made of dense and strange symbols with red paint, just like little ants connected to their heads and tails.

The talisman paper has three pages in total, with holes on the top, and is tied with a bunch of hair.

Xu Shujing and Shuran both looked at Wu Qi. Drawing talismans and writing mantras is the specialty of Taoist priests, but Buddhist Confucianism is an amateur in this regard.

Wu Qi carefully picked up the stack of talismans and leaned closer to sniff it: "There is spicy and sour, the handwriting is thick, and it is solidified but not dissipated. This is written in the blood of the demon."

"There is a type of ancient alchemy called 'called soul'."

"Put the soul on the object in advance, and sleep with talismans and spells. Then, when needed, recite the name, and the soul will follow the caller."

Wu Qi has been studying hard in recent years. Apart from a book called "Introduction to Qi Practice", he spent all his spare time reading many books on the Fuyun audience.

Xu Shujing asked, "When we call our name, will Wang Mengsheng's soul wake up from this talisman paper?"

“Not that simple.”

Wu Qi shook his head and pointed to the talisman paper on the ground: "You need to send the qi into the talisman and then recite its name, otherwise the soul will still be locked into the talisman. There is a trap here."

The demon cultivator who controls Wang Meng can set up spells in the talisman, so that other monks will be backfired as soon as they touch it. Using qi to control talismans requires qi to penetrate human talismans, and the dangers in the talismans are the most difficult to be wary of.

Xu Shujing sighed: "I can't judge, so I can only ask the clerk who is good at talismans to deal with it. Jianyouwei, clear the field."

Several soldiers immediately invited a group of pilgrims out, and then guarded the front and back doors separately, prohibiting idle people from approaching.

"It's okay, the monks' conventional methods are not good, but there are other solutions."

Wu Qi raised his hand and a wisp of flame grew from his palm.

"Double Ninth Festival, enter the talisman to see if there is a soul."

“Yes, Venerable.”

The dogwood essence pierced into the talisman.

Wu Qi turned around and explained to the two: "Disappearing the demon body in Chongyang is already a ghost, and it is difficult for people to awaken the soul of sleeping forever, but ghosts can awaken them through continuous ghost touch."

Even if there is fraud in the talisman, Double Ninth Festival is not afraid. It does not need to trigger the talisman and can protect its own safety.

After a while, a figure was pulled out of the talisman by Chongyang.

He looked exactly the same as Wang Meng's body in the burial temple, but his face was confused, as if he had not yet woken up.

Xu Shujing looked cold and said loudly: "Wang Meng, I am the chief officer of the Youwei Yizhou Military Office, Xu Shujing, do you know that you are dead?"

Wang Mengsheng was stunned: "I'm dead? Why am I dead?"

Xu Shujing talked about the passage before and after his assassination in Shu County.

"this……"

Wang Meng couldn't believe it for a moment: "How could this happen? I just practiced a physical refining technique, which can temporarily remove the yang soul from the body to accumulate yang energy and control the fire dragon to plague... Where is my body now? I can be resurrected when I go back, right?"

Xu Shujing looked at Wu Qi.

Wu Qi shook his head: "Although your soul is there, your evil spirit is dead. Your body is corrupted by the evil methods of demon cultivating evil sores. It seems to curb evil sores, but in fact it stagnates the body's internal organs, the skin does not grow, and the hair does not grow, so the evil sores no longer spread."

Wang Meng was silent.

After a while, he asked Wu Qi in a low voice: "So, Taoist Master, the three chapters of body refining are magic cultivators?"

"Yes. Originally named "Yinsha Soul Locking Sutra", you got the first three chapters and left your soul to leave your body, practiced your evil soul, and killed yourself."

Wu Qi sighed.

Without a master, you will have this kind of risk when you get a master's teaching. The lower the level of a monk, the more you need the master's guidance to correct mistakes. If your foundation is wrong, practicing diligently will only make you go astray faster.

The four words "Finance and Fadith" are the summary of the blood and tears of generations of monks.

“…”

Wang Meng looked at Wu Qi, then looked at Xu Shujinghe next to him and said relieved: "It seems... we, like mortals, wanting to step into the gate of monks, is indeed comparable to climbing to heaven."

He explained himself before and after.

As his wife Lin said, Wang Meng got the three chapters of "Locking Souls and Practicing Souls" from Dr. Miao, not only controlled the fire dragon's tangle, but also became unprecedentedly strong and did not even need to rest.

However, the limitations of his skills forced him to send his soul to the talisman and separate his soul. This stack of "Dongxi Miao Books" is the soul-sending tool given by Miao Doctor.

Doctor Miao advised that this technique had many disadvantages. In the past, the Miao people were about to die and used for the last time they met their relatives. They should not learn it unless they had to.

Later, he had looked for the Miao doctor and wanted to ask how to relieve the symptoms, but found that the other party had disappeared without a trace.

Every few days after that, Wang Meng would need to go to the temple to call his soul to awaken his physical memory and consciousness and avoid becoming a bloodthirsty zombie.

This time, he was killed on the way to Lingxian King Temple.

"Do you know that beggar's 'blind beard'?"

Xu Shujing opened the book, licked the tip of the brush, and began to record the transcript.

Wang Meng was also puzzled: "I have no grudge against the old beggar of Hu. I gave him cotton coats and steamed buns and wine in winter... I don't know why he killed me."

Xu Shujing wrote very quickly and his handwriting was neat.

He used his heart and asked while writing, "Do you have other enemies?"

"It is impossible for us to have enemies without enemies."

Wang Mengran said calmly: "If you really want to kill me, you should be a hidden attack... I never thought anyone would do this in public assassination."

"How is your relationship with Lin?"

"My husband and I have a harmonious couple. Apart from having no children, I have always respected each other. My wife also understands me very much. I am very grateful to have a woman like her accompany me. She killed me? It is impossible."

Xu Shujing nodded and kept saying, "The second leader, is it possible for your brother Tie Tou?"

"Iron Head? Impossible."

Wang Meng shook his head and had a firm attitude: "Iron Head will never harm me."

He said, "Tietou is a very loyal person. He and I have had a lifelong friendship. We crawled out of the pile of dead people together."

"Two years ago, I wanted to retire and hand over the horse gang to him. Tietou repeatedly begs me to stay. He is willing to be my deputy and integrate the Yizhou horse gang. Without his full support, I can't make up my mind."

"I want to be the boss, but I'm not too happy. This position will be his sooner or later. I'm old and I'd like to wash my hands."

"Then please stay in the county government for the time being and wait for the time being to find out before reincarnation."

Xu Shujing said: "If there is a ghost messenger, someone from the Jianyouwei will negotiate with him."

Wang Meng was very pleased: "I'm so troubled by Lord Xu, I also want to figure out why I died."

After a round trip, the three of them found that the demon cultivator behind the case was actually the deceased Wang Meng himself, and the conspiracy theory that had been preset was immediately broken.

"What do Taoist priest thinks the next step?" Xu Shujing attaches great importance to Wu Qi's opinions.

Wu Qi pondered for a moment: "If the testimony is not established, the confession of the beggar and Tietou is still needed."
Chapter completed!