The sun was setting in the west, and a ray of sunset stretched from the horizon. Several garrisoned soldiers heard the endless sound of Tianchi waves in the distance and yawned repeatedly.
After An Quti was executed, the blessed land spiritual cave in Tianchi was naturally taken seriously by the Protectorate. In order to prevent it from being stolen by evil spirits again in the future, the Protector of Qi ordered a camp to be built near Tianchi and stationed another team here to prevent it from being stolen by evil spirits again in the future.
Make other arrangements for the future.
But Tianchi is located in a deep mountain, with no residential towns nearby. In addition, the wind is strong day and night, and the bitter cold is comparable to that of guarding a deserted border fortress. No matter who is put on duty, they will always complain in their hearts. The sergeants can only hope to get over it as soon as possible and wait.
The next group of unlucky guys will come and take their turn.
The sergeants chatted and entertained themselves until the sky was completely dark and the stars in the night sky were twinkling. Everyone couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep. As for the night patrol that should have been done without the supervision of the superior, that was
In vain.
Even if there are some monsters and monsters that are really eyeing this place, the sergeants don't think they can handle it. In this case, it is better to go to bed early and keep up the energy. They will continue to build the unfinished camp tomorrow day.
As gusts of cold wind blew through the camp, an erratic figure appeared. It was a woman with long hair like a waterfall. She was wearing a dark green skirt with wide sleeves, a slender waist and a slightly open skirt. Her snow-white shoulders and
The clavicle is exposed, and the abundant snow squeezes out a line of ravines, making the jade bones even more beautiful.
However, apart from that, the woman's delicate face, which is like a porcelain doll, is so cold and devoid of any trace of life that it makes people shudder. What's even more frightening is that the woman's skirt is swaying underneath, her feet are missing, and her figure is out of shape.
The earth-foot Yu floats around, and anyone who sees her thinks she is a female ghost.
This woman was carrying a lantern, and the candle inside gave off a faint green light. Wherever the light shone, the breath gradually became colder. Even the fire in the camp was illuminated by the dim light, making a crackling sound, and suddenly turned into a green color.
Graveyard will-o'-the-wisp.
Fortunately, all the sergeants in the camp were fast asleep at the moment. If anyone saw this green lantern woman floating off the ground, they would probably be so frightened that their hearts would tighten and they would faint to death before they could even think about it.
The green lantern woman just shook the lantern in her hand gently, without doing anything to the soldiers in the camp, and then floated away towards the shrine on the shore of Tianchi.
This shrine, which was an expansion of the original cave in the mountainside, could not be easily destroyed by external forces. In order to prevent evil spirits from occupying it and serving as a nest, the Great Protector of Qi ordered the nearby earth and rocks to be used to seal the palace gate, and a life magician cast a seal. It was written in cinnabar ink.
The mysterious talismans and seals are densely covered on the rock wall of the steps outside the shrine gate, and there are several wooden signs hanging on the rock wall nails.
The woman in Qingdeng seemed to be a little taboo about these cinnabar talismans and she paused in front of the door without making any move.
"This is the peach barrier of Xuandu Temple to ward off evil spirits. If you try to break through, I'm afraid you won't be able to gain any favors."
Suddenly, a man's voice came from far away. Although it was not loud, it was like talking to each other. The Qingdeng woman turned around and saw a man stepping on Tianchi, walking with his hands behind his back. The water below him was as flat as a mirror, and there were no waves.
Like walking on flat ground.
The visitor was wearing a narrow-sleeved robe, which was probably the attire of ordinary Confucian scholars, but the wear and tear of long-term starvation could be seen vaguely on the cuffs and collar, making him look like a poor scholar with a declining family background and a lack of ambition.
However, this poor scholar wore a camphor wood Nuo mask to hide his true appearance. The Nuo mask did not have a ferocious look with green face and fangs, but a face of an old man laughing. All the elders in the countryside had a simple smile when they saw a new baby in their family.
But it also has a bit of rural ignorance.
"Taoist magic is good at warding off evil spirits and exorcising ghosts. The inner secrets of the Three Emperors passed down by Xuandu Temple can be used to deal with ghosts and spirits, and their effectiveness is first-class." Nuo Mian Qiongru walked up to the shore, with Tianchi behind him.
The water surface became rippled again.
The woman in Qingdeng remained cold and showed no interest in replying to Nuo Mianqoru's words.
"I almost forgot, you never like to talk." Nuo-faced poor scholar came to the shrine gate blocked by rubble, glanced at the cinnabar talisman seal, and said to himself: "The hooks and the letters are not real.
Wen Fuzi? It seems that Xuandu Guan has made some progress over the years... Beichen is fixed and the handle is turning, Huang Chi is three Chen... Hiss, it's more difficult than I expected."
The Nuo-faced poor scholar seemed to find it difficult to crack, and turned back to look at the Qingdeng woman: "To be honest, I don't know much about Taoist magic. Why don't I leave temporarily and find Hongya for help?"
The green lantern woman didn't say a word, she only gently shook the green lantern in her hand, and a few phosphorus fire flew out, transforming into a butterfly and fluttering its wings. However, when the phosphorus fire ghost butterfly approached two feet away from the front of the shrine, it was immediately blocked by an invisible barrier, as if
The fireball fell into the lake, stirred up a few wisps of smoke, and then extinguished.
However, the talisman seal outside the door was stirred by the phosphorus fire ghost butterfly, causing a burst of ripples of light. The changes in Qi movement were instantly captured by Nuo Mianqiongru. He raised his arms and shook his hands at a speed comparable to that of a whip whipping through the air. The mighty Qi flowed from his fingers.
End shot.
The Gang Qi condensed into a needle light, which accurately nailed several key points of the talisman outside the door. The ripples of light immediately dimmed, and the operation of the barrier came to a standstill.
"It's okay, it's okay. It's not a big barrier like An Quti's that covers the sky and the earth. With my ability, I can still suppress it for a while."
The moment the Nuo-mian Qiongru took action, his aura suddenly became unpredictable, but when he lowered his hand, he turned back to a cynical look. Seeing that the Qingdeng woman didn't even bother to look at him, he could only sigh helplessly, raised his hand to activate the Gangqi again, and
The rocks blocking the gate of the shrine were slowly moved away.
For those who practice martial arts, when their inner energy is condensed and their aura is unleashed, they have become one of the world's masters. This is the state where martial arts and one's own body and mind are integrated. This level has stopped countless martial arts practitioners.
Although further up, how to use the Gang Qi to derive various miraculous abilities, they are nothing more than the external defense of the enemy, the internal protection of the body, and the movement of hundreds of meridians.
However, like this poor scholar with a Nuo face, who uses his Gang Qi to shoot objects from a distance, which is almost a supernatural power. When warriors in the world witness this scene, the higher the realm, the greater the shock in their hearts.
What is even more miraculous is that the large pieces of earth and stone captured by the awe-inspiring aura showed no sign of being destroyed or broken into pieces, and not even a trace of dust was scattered. It was like a hill being lifted and moved by a god, making the shrine
The door reveals a gap for entry and exit.
The earth and rocks fell to the ground safely, and the poor Nuo man breathed a sigh of relief. As if he was deliberately showing off, he said to the Qingdeng woman: "I don't mean to show off. After all, we can't let outsiders notice what we do. If there are no others, I will just do it.
'Jiuchou Yiguan' will ensure that all this pile of earth and rocks will be turned into powder!"
The ability that warriors in the world find unimaginable seems to be something that Nuo Mian Poor Confucian said he can do easily. However, the Qingdeng woman never showed a trace of expression, neither envy, curiosity, nor disgust or boredom. She was like a ray of light wandering in the world.
The phantom floats into the temple.
The poor Nuo-faced scholar spread out his hands, shook his head mockingly, and had no choice but to follow the green lantern woman into the shrine.
The construction of the temple by carving out the mountain cannot be done by ordinary craftsmen alone. The poor scholar with a Nuo face raised his hand and brushed the wall, noticed the straight touch, and said:
"It's hard to say what else this Anquti can do. He is a good hand at cutting mountains, cutting rocks, and repairing and building houses. I once heard him mention his hometown of Besili, saying that there are the tombs of ancient kings in the desert, which is not like the tombs of this dynasty.
The mountain is a mausoleum, which is like the sealing of earth into a mausoleum during the Qin and Han Dynasties.
"The difference is that the tombs of the kings of the Besri Kingdom are built with countless huge stones. It is said that the tallest one is more than fifty feet tall. There are many strange stone carvings around it, such as sphinxes, human faces, and dog heads, just like the imperial mausoleums.
The statues on both sides of the Shinto may also have the effect of warding off evil spirits and exorcising ghosts.
"However, the ancient kings of the Besili Kingdom were also similar to some Central Plains emperors in that they coveted the art of immortality. The use of the mausoleum made of huge stones is like the yellow intestines and jade clothes of the Central Plains in the old days.
First, death is as good as life. Secondly, the emperors believed that this method could make the soul ascend to immortality, so it became its true residence.
"Later, this kind of funeral knowledge evolved into the method of dismembering corpses and transforming them into immortals in Taoism. In the early years, some Taoist priests' coffins were dug out and opened, and they found that there was nothing inside, or only shoes and bamboo sticks were left... Really,
That's the only bad thing about Taoists, they like to pretend to be gods and ghosts."
This Nuo-faced poor Confucian is so knowledgeable that, not to mention ordinary scholars, even the Imperial Academy of Chang'an, which gathers the world's most talented people, after listening to the Nuo-mian poor Confucian's eloquent talk, everyone is dumbfounded, and not many people can talk to him.
Phase theory.
"Oh? Did I go too far?" The woman with the blue lantern drifted silently, and Nuo Mianqoru followed quickly and continued: "The tombs of the kings of the Besri Kingdom that I mentioned just now should be the place where they pursue immortality.
It is a method of law. After listening to what Anquti said, I didn't believe it for a while. Considering the size of the mausoleum, the amount of earth consumed was unimaginable.
"Then I thought about it. In the past dynasties of the Central Plains, tens of millions of people were involved in water control and canal construction, flood control and irrigation. It was like moving mountains. The number was more than ten thousand. In this comparison, the tombs of the kings of Besri Kingdom are not included.
what.
"The original intention of this dynasty to use mountains as mausoleums was to save people's manpower. Otherwise, just by sealing the land and building it, I don't know how many people would have been exhausted. I think the construction of the tombs of the kings of the Besri Kingdom must have also consumed a lot of people's manpower.
It’s no wonder that this country’s words, strange words, and power confuse the gods.
"As for Anquti, he was searching for immortals in Shu, and even once sneaked into Guyang Pingzhi. After I found him, we fought. As soon as he ran away, I chased him, and he went around for thousands of miles. Finally,
I couldn't run anymore, so I sat down and talked about old stories.
"I discovered that Anquti's magic methods are endless, but the real foundation is to manipulate the corpses of the undead, and they are far more advanced than those left-behind magic in the Central Plains. After asking carefully, I found out that his ancestors served the ancient Musili Kingdom.
The mortuary order of the kings, although it had been passed down to his generation, had greatly declined."
When the two came to the Hall of Mirrors, the woman with the green lantern stood still, the green lantern in her hand glowed brightly, she gently moved her dark green sleeves, and the mysterious magic power echoed here.
"The rice is full of wheat and there are yellow beams, the wine is old and there is fine wine, the blue paste is bright and the candles are bright, the lanterns are mixed, the soul has returned and is here..."
At this moment, the Qingdeng woman finally spoke, and she sang a soul-calling poem in the ancient sounds of the Chu region. Although the words were obscure, the ancient mysteries were difficult to understand, and her teeth were bent throughout, the Qingdeng woman's singing voice was graceful and charming, with a unique sense of being out of the world.
Compared with this, the ordinary singing girl is completely different. Even her original ghostly temperament has been changed, just like the beauty of Xiaoxiang and the concubine of Luoshui.
The Nuo-faced poor scholar nodded, and in his mind began to compare the similarities and differences between the ancient poetry of Chu and today's folk customs.
"There is no big difference between the provision of food, wine, incense, candles and lights, whether it is the ancient method of summoning spirits in the Chu region or the thousands of years of ancestor worship rituals in the Central Plains, which shows that the two have the same origin."
After the chanting of a soul-calling poem was completed, the dim light gradually faded, but no soul emerged. The woman with the green lantern silently looked at the poor man in front of Nuo, who raised his hand and rested his jaw: "No response? It seems that An Quti's soul was captured by
It was completely devoured, not even a single soul was left."
"You should know what this means, right?"
Suddenly there was another cold sound outside the Mirror Hall, and a wooden kite flew in, circled twice in the Mirror Hall, and landed on a gold iron beam that had not been removed.
This wooden kite is lifelike, just like a living bird, except that its eyes made of red jade are slightly dull.
"The Taotie nature is growing again." Nuo Mianqiong Ru said: "But according to past experience, the Taotie swallowed An Quti's soul, and it should be able to fill his stomach for a while? After all, I proposed to win over An Quti back then.
The man who joined Fu Shifeng, you all have witnessed his abilities, he is the one who started this trouble in the Western Region."
"Where have you thrown away the collection of classics and history that you have learned? Focusing on the Qin Dynasty and fighting the fire with salary will only promote bad results! Don't you understand such a simple truth?" Mu Yuan immediately scolded, and the cold voice came from his mouth.
Mo Bian: "The Taotie doesn't know how to satisfy itself. The better An Quti's spells are and the stronger his soul is, which will only make the Taotie's appetite grow bigger! This time he has been fed. Whose soul will he use to fill it next time? You
?!"
"Just ask Holy Truth Tanhua to handle matters like cutting meat to feed eagles." Nuo-faced poor Confucian Xie Bumin said: "Buddha's blood is like fine wine, it can make Taotie drunk and fall into deep sleep. Wasn't it the same method that made Taotie fall into deep sleep last time?
Have you settled down?"
"We will not use this method again unless it is absolutely necessary." Mu Yuan said: "What's more, it was your suggestion to transform Taotie into a human body. Fu Shifeng and others worked together to complete it. Now it's your turn to make a difference."
"Don't worry, I still don't know how An Quti died." The poor scholar with a Nuo face looked at the woman with a green lantern and became respectful: "I would also like to ask my senior to use a wonderful method to recreate the situation that day."
The green lantern woman didn't say much. The green lantern in her hand glowed brightly, and the figures in the mirror hall flashed back and forth. After a moment, the fierce battle from the beginning emerged. Nuo Mianqiongru and others seemed to be immersed in the scene, watching the whole process.
"This An Quti actually tries to steal the food!" Mu Yuan sneered after reading this.
The poor scholar in front of Nuo said: "From this point of view, this should be regarded as An Quti throwing himself into the tiger's mouth, not the awakening of his gluttonous nature."
"That Dakshasa Yaksha is one of the Gongchen Guards of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Now that she knows that Cheng Sanwu has devoured An Quti's soul, the secret of Taotie may be difficult to hide." Mu Yuan reminded.
"But she didn't publicize it to the outside world. The external announcement of the Great Protectorate only said that the demons were to be killed and did not mention Cheng Sanwu's contribution." Nuo Mian Qiongru thought about it briefly, and then said: "Interesting, the internal servant provincial faction
When people come to the Western Regions, they also have other thoughts."
"You are not planning to let Taotie fall into the control of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, are you?" Mu Yuan dissuaded him: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs serves the king and does not care about the common people. If you do this, you will definitely cause disaster!"
"I don't care about the internal affairs department." Nuo Mianqiong Ru looked at a burly shadow and said: "The only person worthy of my attention is Cheng Sanwu. He is the key to dealing with Taotie."