This is Ji Xiang's first time in the prison of Fusi in Beizhen. Generally speaking, the situation is very different from what he imagined. Looking at the little fox next to him, his little face has turned pale with fright. There are everywhere here.
Torture tools and a strong smell of blood.
However, the national prestige here is also very vast, so no ghosts will be born in this environment.
"If you don't study hard, this cell will be vacated for you next time."
"嘤嘤嘤."
The little fox endured fear and followed Ji Xiang, while the prisoners in the cell suddenly became restless when they saw the appearance of Emperor Wanli.
But those people in Beizhen Fusi stared at him, and they immediately retracted their hands in fear. They just stared at Emperor Wanli's actions with hopeful eyes. They wanted to survive from the prison.
"Your Majesty, I'm here. Is your Majesty here to see me?"
In a large cell, there was an old man with disheveled hair, holding on to the prison bars with both hands. He was very excited when he saw Emperor Wanli, and Emperor Wanli did stop in front of this cell.
"Shibutang, you have suffered."
The words were concerned, but the tone did not fluctuate much. Emperor Wanli stared at the old man and made two hums of unknown meaning.
This old man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes was none other than Shi Xing, the former Minister of War. Because when negotiating with Japan, the envoy lied about the results of the negotiations, which led to the second Korean War starting again. Shi Xing, as the person in charge of this incident, was dismissed and
Go to jail or die!
When the old man received Emperor Wanli's response, he was very excited and felt that he could finally go out. However, Emperor Wanli's words suddenly changed:
"But I came here today not to find you, but to find the person who tricked you."
"Shen, Shen Weijing?"
Shi Butang was surprised, and Emperor Wanli pressed his hand: "Don't worry, if I get any useful information after meeting Shen Weijing, I will let you go."
"Because this matter may no longer be something you can bear, nor something you should bear."
After greeting Shi Butang, Emperor Wanli passed by Liu Mengyin's cell. At this time, the red-robed official from Beizhen Fusi came over to explain the situation.
Ji Xiang followed the whole process, and also discovered that the farther inside the place where Fusi was detained in Beizhen became, the more extraordinary it became for ordinary people.
"There are no imps here, but there are monsters."
This is normal. Monsters are also flesh and blood, not ghosts. They are also born and raised by the earth. They absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and cultivate into human form. As long as they are within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, they are under the control of the Ming Dynasty.
Moreover, there are familiar faces among the monsters. Those A-Lian who are still alive are all locked up here. When they see Ji Xiang appear, they all kneel at the door of the cell and kowtow regardless.
"Great Immortal, we realize our mistake! Great Immortal, please let us go!"
A Lian's image is that of a child, and his voice is also the same. The appearance of so many children really startled the little fox, his face became paler, and he muttered in fear: "Bei, Bei Town Fusi really keeps children away...
..!”
"Okay, so pitiful..."
"Pity? They killed a lot of people."
Ji Xiang was not trying to scare the little fox, he was just telling him clearly that these fire monsters could penetrate into the seven orifices of a person, replace the activities of the seven souls of a person, and control the behavior of the human body.
The little fox became more and more nervous. At this time, an Alien reached out and grabbed the hem of the little fox's trousers. The little fox was so frightened that he even turned around and slapped the whisk in his hand: "Let go, let go, let go!"
Ah Lian's hand was beaten to pieces, but it could not be dispersed into fire. This was the suppressive effect of Fusi's cell in Beizhen. Even spirits with no fixed shape would be forced to condense into form.
At this time, Emperor Wanli had already found Shen Weijing.
For safety reasons, Emperor Wanli did not let the people from Beizhen Fusi bring Lao Shen out for questioning, but went in himself.
If placed in a cell, the cell can suppress the cultivation of people and monsters. If you ask questions, there is no question whether those spells will work. So going there in person seems like going deep into a tiger's den, but in fact it doesn't work at all. Danger.
"Shen Weijing, do you still know me?"
"I know, I know, your majesty will live forever, and the Ming Dynasty will live forever!"
Old Shen's voice came from inside the cell.
It was also the first time for Ji Xiang to see this one of the "crouching dragon and phoenix chicks" of the Ming Dynasty.
However, Mr. Wolong entered the cell, while Mr. Hochu, Mr. Konishi Yukinagawa, was let go by Toyotomi Hideyoshi. They were both cheating, but they had different fates.
He is unkempt and his toes are clasped, but his conduct is indeed not weak.
"The Ninth Level Five Qi Chaoyuan, placed in the Ming court, can be regarded as a first-class cultivation level."
Now the Ming court's overall cultivation level has declined, not as good as during the Jiajing emperor's period. The masters of Yuanshen are already top-notch, and it is difficult to practice in the mountains and rivers. This is normal. There are too many trivial matters in the court. It is normal to gain strength through the help of gods. It is normal to ignore oneself. If you practice, even if you can receive powerful gods, you will not be able to exert your original power.
The civil servants called Old Shen a scoundrel, which was related to his personal style.
As the old saying goes, if an expert is sloppy, he or she is eclectic; if an ordinary person is sloppy, he or she is a scoundrel.
"Don't worry, I have just heard what you said. Originally, I came to you about North Korea, but now, I have more topics to talk about. "
Emperor Wanli told strange things about the Korean battlefield.
Shen Weijing used his hand to pull the hair that covered his face: "Those ghosts and ghosts must not be the ghosts and monsters of the Japanese pirates. Judging from the state of the Onmyoji holding the book, it should be a printed copy of "The Collection of Golden Crow and Jade Rabbit" ."
"However, the only books that can truly carry wishes are original manuscripts, and printed books theoretically do not have this power."
Ji Xiang listened from behind and nodded secretly.
Just like the spells in a printing factory, they can only be used in various scientific rituals, but cannot be used to subjugate demons.
Moreover, wishes are not something that is easy to control, especially books. Without a sufficient number of people reading them, it is impossible to transform into great power. From the emergence of the Jade Emperor's status and karma, we can get a glimpse of it. In other words, the lower limit is at least " All people wish to read it.”
Moreover, printed books cannot condense wishes. This is because they do not have the original meaning and belong to the "author's wishes".
To put it simply, it is something produced by industrial assembly lines and has no soul.
"In other words, the problem is not with books, but with printed publications. Why do they have the ability to summon gods and ghosts... These things should be placed in the garbage dump instead of being held up by those people..."
Emperor Wanli thought about it.
So should I really write a book to fight against it?