Old Man Luo's chin trembled, and he took several deep breaths. He looked like he was about to have a heart attack, but he opened his mouth and still denied it: "Sir, I really don't know where Pengqi is, how can I call him..."
Diyun sighed angrily and clapped his hand.
Stupid thing, ignorant of good and evil.
Why make this simple thing so complicated?
"Xiang'er!" Old Man Luo shouted, his eyes were split open, and he rushed forward suddenly.
As soon as the person behind him let go, he threw himself on his grandson's limp but lifeless body, crying heartbrokenly.
His son and daughter-in-law died early, and his grandson and grandson have been dependent on each other all these years. Old Man Luo really wished he could die in his grandson's place.
He glared at Diyun, his eyes bulging: "You are more vicious than Yaksha, the Immortal Sect will definitely kill you!"
These mortals have no use. They will always say who and who will never let you go. Master Diyun looked at the fairy cards in the room: "You are in this situation today, isn't it because of Qian Huan? That's stupid.
Mortals, he killed you, but you still supported him."
I would rather see my grandson die in front of me than say anything. The old man's mouth is tighter than a clam shell. More importantly, time is tight and there is no time to interrogate him slowly.
Master Diyun had no choice but to stretch out his hand and slap Old Luo on the forehead again.
He deliberately slowed down his movements, and Old Man Luo could see clearly, but he did not hide. He thought that he would die, and thought that it would be a good idea to go down and stay with his grandson, as the child should not be far away yet.
Unexpectedly, when Master Diyun took the shot, his forehead did not bloom, but instead a white shadow was shot out of the back of his head.
The white shadow floats in the air, with the facial features and body shape of Old Man Luo, but the shape is not very stable, as if it will turn into smoke and disperse at any time.
This was the living soul of Old Man Luo. Master Diyun took him out with one shot. He first took two steps to block the corpse on the ground, and then took out a stick of incense and lit it.
The smoke that came out was blue and had a strange sweet aroma. A living person would feel dizzy if he smelled it too much, but old man Luo kept sniffing and looked intoxicated.
The more I smell it, the more I get attracted to it.
The incense that Diyun brought out was called "Lost Soul Yin", and it was equally effective on both living and dead souls. Its effectiveness was like a sedative drug for ghosts, making them confused and confused. Not only did they lose their aggressiveness, but their spirits became sluggish and they answered all questions.
Master Diyun didn't use this trick at first because it was time-consuming and easy to get out of control. It was best to let Old Man Luo agree.
Who would have known that this old man's temperament was even more stubborn than that of a donkey, and he would not take anything soft or hard.
When the living soul suddenly leaves the body, it is likely that he will forget what he just experienced. Now when Old Man Luo looks at Master Diyun, his expression is very peaceful, which is almost like ignoring him - he only sees half of the incense in his eyes.
Master Diyun saw that he was smelling the fragrance, and then he said: "How many steps does summoning Pengqi have?"
At this time, the living soul has little ability to think. When talking to it, you must go straight and do not ask vague questions. If you make more than half a turn, they will not understand.
Old Man Luo said blankly: "Get food, call it, and give it to eat."
"...What's it called?"
Old Man Luo demonstrated once, just by pursed his lips, and then said:
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, come on, come on!"
"..." It's different from what everyone in the room imagined. Isn't this how to call a chicken to call a cat? "What summoning magic weapon is not used?"
"I've never used it. It just comes when I call it."
Just by being friendly.
Master Diyun finally caught one or two useful words: "What does it usually eat?"
"earth."
"..." Does soil still count as food? Should this old man still feed it? "What do you feed it? What does it like to eat the most?"
In order to attract the swollen fish, the bait must at least be fragrant.
"Chickens, preferably those before their second molt, but not too small." Old Man Luo said blankly, "They must be alive, at least twenty at a time."
Chickens usually moult for the second time around ten weeks after birth. At this time, they are already half-grown, can run, jump, and chirp, and are very lively.
Master Diyun frowned: "What else can it eat?"
Even if Old Man Luo said that Bunqi liked to eat Xuanjing and elixirs, he could easily take them out.
But the chicken...
"He also eats dogs because they are too noisy and he doesn't like them." Old Man Luo shook his head. "It is picky about food. It either eats dirt, chicken or dogs."
In rural areas, there are often dogs guarding chicken coops and sheep pens. When Pengqi wants to eat chickens, of course the dogs will bark.
Master Diyun turned around and confessed, and someone went to the chicken coop in the courtyard. When he came back, he shook his head: "No, just two eggs."
"Where does Benqi usually hide?"
"Underground, underground!" Old Man Luo said, "I was sitting in the yard, and it could come out of the ground, and it complained to me that the yard was too small."
"Where do you usually feed it?"
"In the village or in the back, back mountain..." Old Man Luo said two words and suddenly got stuck.
"What's in the back mountain?" Master Diyun said anxiously, "Speak quickly!"
It's okay if he doesn't urge him. As soon as he urges him, old man Luo's eyes start to tremble.
Who is so fascinated by the green smoke that his eyes can move so dexterously? Master Diyun secretly said something bad and was about to let the old man smell more incense, but Old Man Luo had already regained his sanity.
The persistence and hatred deep in his heart, which even his magical powers could not contain, really impressed everyone.
Of course, Old Man Luo also remembered the tragedy that just happened to him!
"You are killing people and are vicious. Qianhuan Immortal Lord will definitely not let you go!" In just a few moments, Old Man Luo looked crazy and laughed loudly, "Wait to die, you are all waiting to be torn apart by the immortal.
Broken into pieces, broken bones and ashes!"
After that, he cursed loudly, but tears were streaming down his face.
Master Diyun had never heard so many slang words and frowned. One of the uncontrollable side effects of "Lost Soul Leading" is that the soul will become more persistent, stronger... and even crazier.
Old Man Luo was completely crazy. Regardless of his own precarious situation and the huge gap in strength between the two sides, he rushed forward and wanted to fight Diyun desperately.
Under this situation, it was impossible to ask for any useful clues. Even if he tortured the old man's soul, he would not compromise.
Master Diyun didn't need to take action, someone behind him grabbed Old Man Luo's living soul and squeezed it gently——
The disappearance of this mortal soul is as simple as the bursting of a soap bubble.
"What should we do now?" said the person behind Master Diyun, "I have already said that we should build the tower first and then go to Yucun, and then occupy the mine and then look for Bunqi. You insist on causing trouble and wasting the most precious time. If this trip is
If you don’t succeed, Miaozhan Tianzun will certainly punish you.”
Master Diyun said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense."
Stopping to look for Old Man Luo on the way was indeed his impromptu idea. The prisoners captured by Tiangong on the lakeside battlefield told Yucun that he wanted to get some ready-made Xuanjing back first, because the Tiangong team's Xuanjing inventory was in short supply.