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Chapter 355

What's going on? Could it be that this ancient mirror came out to protect me when I was in danger? Thinking back to the last time I was almost sucked dry by the female ghost who cut my body in half, it was also this ancient mirror that suddenly emitted a white light and triggered me.

Talisman, come to my rescue. This time the situation seems to have only this explanation.

But why does the Taomu Sword have such abilities? I have never heard Fatty talk about his Taomu Sword before, and his ability to cast dragon talismans in critical moments. According to Fatty’s character, he would brag even if nothing happens.

, it is impossible to hide this matter forever.

And the Taomu Sword will automatically be engraved with the Nine Dragons Talisman that is uniquely passed down by their master? It’s incredible to think that. I saw the fat man still lying on the side with a solemn expression. I probed his breath and found that his energy pulse was long and there was no obvious injury.

He quickly pushed him awake.

He slowly woke up and was a little dazed at first, but after I called him three times in a row, he finally regained consciousness. He looked around and at his body with lingering fear, and found that there were no conspicuous scars. He couldn't help showing surprise.

look.

"Damn it, Fatty, I am indeed blessed with great fortune. I ate the self-destruction from Gui Jiang at such a close range and didn't even suffer much injury. It seems that I will be blessed in the future." He touched up and down excitedly.

Touching it to make sure that he was indeed not injured, he couldn't help but sigh proudly.

"Come on, I didn't even figure out what was going on. Let me ask you, how did your peach wood sword cast the Nine Dragons Universe Talisman on its own? Or did you seize the time to draw it on it before you fell into coma?"

The fat man said "Ah" and took the mahogany sword strangely. When he saw the spells on it that represented the nine sons of dragons, he had a look of confusion on his face, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

It was only after seeing and smelling that I was sure that this was not my hallucination.

Looking at the confused look on his face as a Zhang Er monk, I knew that it was definitely not the talisman he drew himself. Even if it was done subconsciously like when I raised the Tiangang Liangyi mirror before, it would not have been so precise and accurate.

But he didn't leave any impression on himself.

"What a ghost, is it really the ancestor who is blessing me?" The fat man held the peach wood sword and looked up and down. He couldn't believe his eyes. "This talisman is better than mine. Even if I put it on the table, I still have enough."

I painted it slowly over time, and it is not as neat as the talismans on the sword. It is almost as if my master Ziyang Zhenren came down from the mountain to paint it himself."

I asked: "Are you sure it's not that your master doesn't trust you? What kind of restrictions are placed on Taomu Sword? Once you are in danger, it will spontaneously reveal itself to save your life?"

He thought for a while and then denied it: "My master is lazier than me, so he probably won't do such unnecessary things. Moreover, I was almost eaten by a zombie last time, and the mahogany sword didn't even jump out on its own. Why did it fail today?"

It appeared out of nowhere.”

Neither of us could think of a better explanation for the moment. It was obvious that both the ancient mirror and the peach wood sword seemed to have been quietly activated by an expert, blocking all the flesh and blood of the three corpses when they self-destructed.

Outside, relying solely on the power of these treasures, without someone continuously providing Taoist power from behind, it is absolutely impossible to guarantee that the two of us will not be injured.

I stood up and glanced around. Almost all the trees around me were dead, the leaves were stained with blood, and the tree trunks were densely covered with continuous small holes. I guess they were all injured in the impact just now.

I wanted to use the Spiritual Rhinoceros Gu to contact Granny Ghost, but I found that the Gu was motionless and seemed to be dead. The same was true for Fatty. I'm afraid it had something to do with the other party's self-destruction just now.

Fortunately, my phone was not damaged. I quickly called Taozi and found out that the police had already completed the investigation and got off the bus. To my surprise, they did not come to specifically inquire about our room. Apparently, the flight attendants had witnessed me and the fat man being covered in blood.

coming back from other carriages.

After asking carefully, I found out that it was the ghost mother-in-law who had cast a spell on those people and manipulated them to deliberately ignore our room, so no one noticed that the fat man and I had gotten off the car, and only knew that there were two carriages.

There were passengers and police officers climbing out of the window, but no one realized it was the two of us.

After the police got off the train, the train continued to move forward. Granny Ghost asked us to find our way to Kunming as soon as possible. It was best not to take the train again. Firstly, we didn’t have any ID cards or other documents with us, and secondly, we wanted to avoid attracting attention.

Fatty and I couldn't do it. After all, the train had already left. We seemed to have been lying there for more than half an hour, and we didn't dare to fumble back to the platform. We had to follow the direction of the railway and follow the navigation on our mobile phones.

Walking through the forest, I hope to find the suburbs of Xuanwei first, then rent a car and drive directly to Kunming.

Fortunately, this place is close to the platform, so the mobile phone signal is very good, unlike the last time when the train overturned, even the phone couldn't be made.

I could no longer feel the aura of the three zombies descending from the spot. I opened my ghost eyes and saw no residual bloody aura. I guess it either disappeared with the self-destruction, or there was only an extremely weak spirit body left.

Hiding.

Since there is no way to locate him again, I can only give up my intention of continuing to look for him. The two of us walked for a while, and finally saw that there seemed to be a crowd of people not far away. As we walked forward, we discovered that it was a temple.

There are three big characters written on it: "Songhe Temple".

There are wooden couplets hanging on both sides of the temple, which are quite similar to the three big characters. They seem to be written by the same person. It reads: "The springs are flying, the clouds are coming out, and the pines are always there. The city is full of people, but the cranes come again."

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"This is Songhe Temple in Xuanwei Dongshan? We are lucky, we happened to come here." The fat man's expression was very excited, and his tone also contained a lot of expectations.

"What's wrong, do you know this place?" I asked curiously, "Why haven't I heard you talk about it before I came to Yunnan?"

"How could I have predicted that today would happen, or that we would get off the train at Xuanwei?" Fatty muttered, "This is the training center of my uncle Zihe Taoist, and we have nothing to rely on now, so there is no need.

I’ll have to walk a long way on my own two feet again.”

I wondered: "Your uncle? This is too far away from your master's dojo. Why is one in the north and the other in Yunnan?"

"Uncle has a different temperament from the master. He is a person who can't sit still at all. He probably got tired of staying in the dojo when he was a child, so after the ancestor passed the mantle and dojo to the master, the uncle began to travel around the country and make his home everywhere.

Later, I settled down in Yunnan when I got older." The fat man introduced me to me in detail:

"However, Songhe Temple is not the main Taoist temple, but a temple complex with both Buddhism and Taoism, mainly Buddhist temples. Master Shishu was originally just a visiting elder here. Later, after he settled for a long time, he slowly led this group

The Taoist temples and Buddhist temples here are equally good, after all, the mass base of Taoist believers in Yunnan is not good enough."


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