Zhang Ju was stunned when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed and said, "That's good, I just happened to have a break for the past two days, so I can find the time to find you when you come back."
Naturally, he was willing to get close to and have a good relationship with this cousin.
After both of them had dinner, they asked the servants to prepare the chessboard and then sat opposite each other.
The so-called game of chess provides more of a place for conversation and a reason to talk.
Before Chen Cuo, he read temple Buddhist scriptures and Mengze literature. With the Tongming Dan and the Taoist in his heart, he had a clear mind and crystal clear thoughts. Not only did his knowledge increase with the tide, but at least some of his insights were already extraordinary.
Talking to Zhang Ju like this made him more and more amazed. After talking about it later, Zhang Ju couldn't help but feel a little in awe, thinking that it was no wonder that several eminent monks looked at him differently.
However, as we talked, the topic returned to the literary meeting, and Zhang Ju couldn't help complaining: "A few celebrities have gone back on their word. I don't know that cousin, you are not only talented in literature, but your knowledge is far beyond your peers. There are times when they regret it!"
Chen Cuo smiled and said, "That's easy to say. It's easy to say. My cousin is also tired, so why not go and rest first."
Zhang Ju was indeed a little sleepy. Seeing that the night was getting late, he left and returned home.
As soon as the others left, Chen Cuo took advantage of the situation and grabbed a bit of blackened will in the place where Zhang Ju had just been sitting.
"I have never completely pulled out the evil spirit from this cousin, just now!"
After the thought fell, he grabbed it in another direction.
In the corner, there were several items, all belonging to the missing people in the house. When Chen Cuo caught him like this, strands of thoughts came together, which were the weak human thoughts left by several people.
Chen Cuo now sits in the temple of his heart and has many abilities, including the two most basic ones.
The first point is the ability to converge and sense the incense and human thoughts. The second point is the control of thoughts. This control is not only able to gather one's own thoughts and condense spiritual consciousness, but also to extract and mobilize them outside the body.
Explore the surrounding unconscious ideas and explore the information.
As for those human wills related to oneself, they can be sensed remotely and even controlled from a distance!
Of course, when thoughts are gathered into spiritual consciousness, as long as they are strong enough, they can also drive away objects, thus providing the basis for thoughts to interfere with reality.
Now, the two streams of human thoughts gathered together, and the combination of the two immediately formed a black cyclone in Chen Cuo's hands.
Then, he looked intently into the cyclone.
Vaguely, I could see a little bit of the scene. It was a hall, where everyone gathered, watching a few people on the stage, cheering from time to time. As the scene changed, the crowd in the hall dispersed, and a large courtyard and pavilion appeared instead, with many guardians.
Court attendants were running around among them...
But in an instant, the picture blurred, like a faded scroll. Chen Cuo took a deep breath, turned his mind again, and extracted the remaining thoughts from several items in the corner.
But the scene in the cyclone still declined rapidly.
Chen Cuo was not in a hurry. As soon as the Taoist turned around in his heart, the person under him read the golden book and the word "regret" in seal script came out and fell on those remaining thoughts.
This is also the ability derived from Chen Cuo's establishment of a divine queen in his heart.
It relies on the characteristics of ghost masks to peer into people's hearts, condense and summarize people's emotions and thoughts, and condense the seal character patterns. These character patterns have magical effects and can interfere with and influence other people's thoughts.
Chen Cuo hasn't really tried the specific effects a few times, but many of its characteristics seem to have been kept in mind. After all, they are the abilities derived from the heart, and they were already clear when he established the god.
Moreover, although his inner spirit was based on the Heart Temple Method and the Temple Dragon King's experience, it was also perfected according to local conditions. Naturally, he knew the specific capabilities.
Now, as soon as the word "regret" came out, those remaining thoughts began to vibrate, showing reluctance and unwillingness. Then they were caught by Chen Cuo and followed this emotion upstream.
suddenly!
His eyes blurred, and his head felt dizzy for a moment. The scene around him had already changed!
There are small bridges, flowing water, old trees and old houses.
There was no cloud in the sky, and the road ahead was straight. On both sides were patches of farmland, with many figures working there. In the distance, there were lakes and mountains, with children running and playing.
A good school full of vitality and leisurely contentment.
But Chen Cuo was stunned for a while, because he was basically sure that this place was not around Jiankang City, and the atmosphere was also very wrong.
not to mention……
At this moment, he has no concrete form, but exists in the form of the Taoist in his heart!
"Only in the second realm can the spirit in my heart escape from the body. Before, I relied on chance to temporarily remove the restraints of my skin. I should not be able to leave the body. Moreover, I followed a few people to come here regrettably. Why didn't I see a few people? What is this place...
…Um?"
Suddenly, Chen Cuo's mind condensed.
He was here with the spirit in his heart, and his perception was much stronger than the five senses of the physical body, so he noticed a slender figure from a distance, which was the aster, patting his clothes by the stream, as if washing clothes.
She looked cheerful.
"Something's not right..."
Just when Chen Cuo was about to get closer to investigate, a whirlwind rose from the ground in front of him, revealing a low figure.
This man was carrying a crooked wooden staff and had a long beard. He was not young, but he was only half the size of an ordinary person. After he appeared, he first complained: "Kid, didn't I tell you that deep in this peach garden, you can't
I’m here to ask you to hide on that edge just for the sake of it, it’s not right!”
He was startled and exclaimed: "Aren't you that kid? Who are you? Leave quickly, it's dangerous here!" After saying that, he swung the wooden stick, and Chen Cuo felt his mind riding on the wind, and the surrounding scene changed.
When he came back to his senses, he had already returned to his room and returned to his normal state of mind.
Snapped!
The cyclone breaks.
At this point, the scene completely dissipated.
"Taoyuan?" Chen Cuo frowned, "Could it be an illusion created by the evil ghost using the thoughts of the article? But it requires such a huge idea. If I want to do it, I'm afraid it will be difficult, let alone tolerate the thoughts of others.
Read? Among them..."
He suddenly realized a problem.
"The evil ghost has been born for some time, and it is wreaking havoc in Jiankang City. It is time to be discovered by extracting Wenren Nian. This is the capital of the Southern Dynasty after all. There should be some powerful people, but no trouble has arisen because of it.
At least I haven't heard of it. Does this mean that it came into contact with someone? If someone helped to cover it up, it would make sense, but this person must not be simple!"
With this thought, Chen Cuo's desire to destroy the evil ghost became more and more urgent!
"Evil ghosts are formless and can lurk in people's hearts, but since they were sketched out by me, they have taken on their true form, which can be called the evil ghosts themselves. No matter how they divide their thoughts and rely on human thoughts, they can hide everywhere.
The truth is always there, and the few scenes just now should be the places where it has been hiding recently!"
He waved his hand and swept away the scattered scene completely.
"It is now sneaking around. It won't even invade the human mind. It is determined to stay in one place. Once it is caught by me, refined and integrated into the inner god, the gate of the second realm will be able to rely on it.
Open it with your own power!"
With this thought, Chen Cuo already had an idea.
"I have just made a breakthrough and been burned by the divine fire. I have just sorted out my third sister's thoughts, and it has also consumed my mind. I have to recuperate for at least one night. When my mind's energy is perfect, I have sorted myself out, and I will use a few more methods to defeat it with the power of thunder!
"
Compared with the past few days, he was able to calm down and calm down. Even though he knew that the evil ghost was hiding and had a plan, he still did not lose his composure. He first recorded the scenes he had seen before, briefly drew the outline, and then called Chen.
Hai, ask him to arrange manpower to investigate tomorrow.
Chen Cuo now has a mind in his mind and has control over his mind and body. Although he is not proficient in the art of painting, he can draw 70% to 80% of it with a little effort, and it soon became three paintings.
The first painting is of course a pavilion stage, with everyone cheering;
The second painting shows the high walls of the compound and the warriors patrolling;
The third painting is of small bridges and flowing water, the so-called Taoyuan scene.
"You follow the drawings on this painting and look for similar places."
After Chen Hai saw it, he took a closer look and said, "There are quite a few places like this in Jiankang City. This..."
"Anything that is similar to the painting, please tell me."
"Here!"
When Chen Hai receded, Chen Cuo lay down and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Upon entering Mengze, Chen Cuo went straight to where the Mengze facial makeup was.
The ghostly mask hangs in place, entwined with Buddha's light.
Chen Cuo has reached the extraordinary level, and when he looks at his facial makeup, it is also different.
"This facial makeup contains not only Chen Fangqing's regrets..."
You should try it first before talking about it... With this thought in mind, he stretched out his finger and touched it!
The next moment, the entire Mengze space seemed to freeze, a violent and arrogant idea burst out from the facial makeup, and a vague figure could be seen faintly, but it was no longer the original Chen Fangqing!
Countless messages are pouring in!
On Chen Cuo, streaks of incense and human thoughts emerged, turning into points of light, intertwined with the many messages, and resonated and trembled.
Suddenly, a vague cocoon appeared!
Chen Cuo took a deep breath and retracted his fingers. His face was already pale!
"It's not done yet. It's still a bit reluctant at the moment. We have to wait for the God in our heart to become stronger and solidified before we try again..."
When he thought about this, he suddenly felt a little emotional.
"But the resonance just now vaguely touches on some truth and phenomenon, and almost derives magical powers. It is just too dangerous to cross the realm. You cannot act rashly until the critical moment! If you want to strengthen yourself, you must first find other ways."
Thinking like this, he exited Mengze and took out the jade pendant.
"The yin and yang energy taught by the Taoist priest can be used to practice. I practice the nameless breathing method, which has strengthened my body. Maybe with this energy method, I can explode more combat power."
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly!
Chen Cuo felt something in his heart, and the spirit in his heart moved, and his spiritual consciousness surged out, and an illusory figure condensed next to him, wearing a black Taoist robe, with a calm expression, like a dream, like an illusion, as if it were real!
He couldn't help but sigh.
"Unexpectedly, this method of incense has given birth to devout believers and has such wonderful effects!"
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"Uncle, who is this person you drew?"
In an elegant and simple house, a thin man looked at a painting in front of him, lost in thought.
What was painted in the painting was a man with a handsome face, wearing a black Taoist robe, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his expression was calm.
A boy about eight or nine years old came over and asked.
The man glanced at the boy and said with a smile, "This is the fairy in my dreams."
"The fairy in my dream?" The boy was stunned for a moment, with doubts on his face, "Why have I never seen this child in my dream?"
The scribe chuckled lightly and said: "My uncle was confused, confused and unaware of himself, so he was awakened by the immortal."
The boy suddenly said: "That's right. My uncle didn't come home a few days ago, and people from the government office came to the house to make trouble."
The scribe looked ashamed and sighed: "I have lost my ambition by playing with things. I am an official of the imperial court, but I was deceived by ghosts. I am ashamed!" He looked sad, but when he looked down, he saw that his nephew was full of doubts, and he laughed again and said: "Having said this,
You don’t understand either.”
"Nephew, I understand. My uncle and others encountered ghosts, but they were saved by this immortal!"
The scribe smiled and said: "My family is so smart!"
The boy pointed at the painting and said, "Can a child also see the immortal in his dream?"
"How can immortals be so easy to see? But evil spirits are always hard to avoid. Not to mention the far ones, let's just talk about the "Painted Skin" in the city now..."
As he talked, the scribe fell into deep thought and thought.
"This article was written by the clan. It is the most important blood relationship in the world. I can exchange a county for King Ancheng, and he is so conniving with King Nankang. I have written several times but nothing has come to light. I want to deal with it. I am afraid I have to ask a few people for help."