Xia Wu looked at Fang Chang with a gentle smile and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then nodded and invited him in.
"Let's talk after we come in."
The scene is no different from the last time I came here. There are still wet papers drying in the courtyard, and the fragrance of vegetation is in the air.
Fang Chang was now a bold artist and his mood was different. As he walked, his spiritual consciousness swept across the entire courtyard unscrupulously.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes.
"Has Uncle Xia been alone for such a long time?"
Xia Wu's voice was weak: "A person is pure."
Fang Chang smiled and did not pursue the question further, but changed the topic.
"Zhu Gui told me that the paper Uncle Xia gave me was good and cheap.
I also bought some elementary talisman papers at Qingniufang City last time, and they were more expensive than Uncle Xia’s, but not as good as Uncle Xia’s.”
A smug smile appeared on Xia Wu's face.
"I have no future in this life. I only have some skills in paper making."
After a few words of flattery, the two sat down on both sides of a stone table.
Fang Chang suddenly smiled and repeated:
"Uncle Xia, I have a few questions to ask you this time."
Xia Wu took a deep look at Fang Chang and said, "Let me make you a cup of tea."
"Not urgent."
Fang Chang stopped Xia Wu and asked:
"Uncle Xia, I found some of my father's relics a few days ago. It seems that he left something for me at your place?"
Naturally there are no relics or anything like that.
Since the last time he found the exercises and suicide note, Fang Chang has searched his house.
After going down the mountain this time, I used my spiritual consciousness to scan 360 degrees in all directions without blind spots, but the result was still empty.
His damn old man really didn't leave anything for him regarding spiritual practice.
This only deepened his suspicion.
It would be fine if Father Fang was an ordinary Qi refining monk.
But he happened to refine a top-notch puppet like Little King Kong. Even if it performs at an extraordinary level, its basic strength is not that bad.
He is at least a level 17 or 18 monk in the late stages of Qi refining.
But since such a monk left a suicide note for him and guessed that he might embark on the path of spiritual practice, he didn't leave a hair for him.
Is this reasonable?
Xia Wu shook his head and said, "Except for the three spiritual stones I gave you last time, I don't have anything else here."
Fang Chang asked doubtfully: "Really?"
"If you don't believe it, you can search it yourself." Xia Wu's face showed a little sullenness.
Fang Chang sighed and said, "Uncle Xia, actually you shouldn't have given me the three spiritual stones last time. This was the biggest flaw."
Xia Wu sneered and said, "I really shouldn't have given it to you. I didn't expect that I fed it to a white-eyed wolf."
Fang Chang was not angry when he was scolded, he just thought to himself:
"Uncle Xia, just tell me honestly. In fact, I don't need that much now, and your three spiritual stones really helped me a lot.
It’s just that I have always been the only one who deceives others, and no one else can deceive me.
You are making it difficult for me to do this.
If I didn't have some confidence, how could I dare to say these things?"
Xia Wu stood up with a puff of sleeves: "Since you don't believe me and refuse to search, then please leave. I will never sell my talisman to you again in the future.
Let’s just pretend that we don’t know each other. As for you, you are you, and your father is your father, there is no need to mix them up.”
Fang Chang also stood up.
"excuse me."
Fang Chang waved his hand, and two Qi-refining paper puppets appeared out of thin air, and they surrounded Xia Wu on the left and right.
Xia Wu's expression changed drastically, and he moved repeatedly: "What do you want to do?"
Fang Chang turned a deaf ear. Golden light shone on the paper puppet's hands, which was obviously a metal puppet.
Seeing that the paper puppet was about to kill Xia Wu.
Xia Wu finally moved, and all the panic he had just felt disappeared, replaced by a stern expression.
As soon as he raised his sleeve, a fiery red talisman spurted out.
Then a ball of fire exploded, the fire was like tarsal maggots, and the two paper puppets burned after being touched. Their movements stopped suddenly, and soon they turned into two black balls of ashes.
Paper puppets are made of paper bamboo and are most afraid of fire.
After Xia Wu finished dealing with the two puppets, he looked at Fang Chang with cold eyes and said:
"I shouldn't have been soft-hearted last time and spared your life!"
"But do you think you want to fight me with just a few puppets in your hands?"
Fang Chang sighed: "Uncle Xia, you have finally exposed yourself."
In fact, the simplest thing is to use inner demon tricks to stir up the inner demon in his body, which is the so-called second personality. By then, all the secrets will be exposed.
But the inner demon is no joke. Once it is born, it will swallow up the main personality and become a new personality.
Even if the inner demon is prevented from being devoured, it may still leave hidden dangers in the mind later.
If you suffer any stimulation in the future, you may develop schizophrenia, and your practice will be more likely to cause problems.
After all, not everyone can visualize Mara like him and can use inner demons as nourishment.
And if he misunderstood someone, wouldn't it be a sin?
Of course, the identification technique can be used.
Xia Wu said nothing, only feeling a chill on his back, as if he was being spied on.
But he couldn't find where this strange look came from.
This sense of voyeurism also happened once when Fang Chang came last time.
Talisman Master is level 10. Fang Chang remembers that the professional skill of this thing is primary void drawing talisman.
You can use your magic power and spirit to draw talismans directly in the void without using pen and ink talismans. The power is about 60% of the real talismans.
But it’s more convenient and cheaper.
Fourteenth level, a mid-stage Qi refining cultivation level, but a professional level of eleventh level, which only shows that he has been immersed in this path for many years and is an expert.
After getting a glimpse of the details, Fang Chang did not take any further action and asked:
"Uncle Xia, I won't fight with you, I just want to know if my guess is right and what did my father leave for me?
After all, it is also my father’s relic. As a son, don’t I have the right to know?”
Xia Wu stared at Fang Chang, as if wondering why he was so calm.
Does he have any other trump cards?
Obviously, with his level of cultivation, it is a bit difficult to see through Fang Chang's obvious details.
Xia Wu clasped a talisman, pondered for a moment, and said slowly:
"It's just some spirit stones, talismans, puppet materials, and a few experience notes."
Fang Chang nodded and said, "Can I take a look?"
Xia Wudao: "I have used what can be used, and I have sold what can be sold. He owes me these!!"
Speaking of the last sentence, this middle-aged man who looked thin and silent exuded an air of indescribable violence.
Fang Chang was stunned and said hurriedly:
"My father still lent you money?"
Xia Wu's grief and violence were immediately shattered by Fang Chang's words.
"He doesn't owe me money, no, he owes me money!"
Even he couldn't explain clearly at this time. He became a little angry for a while, looked at Fang Chang and said:
"You are his son, so it's up to you to pay him back!"
