God's will is unpredictable, who knows when it will hit a thunderstorm.
Thinking about it this way, Taoist exercises are harmless to humans and animals and are compatible with all kinds of exercises.
Yu Xian regretted before that after laying the foundation with "spring brings forth all things", Confucianism could only learn the five simple virtues and could not use the method of merit to grow rapidly.
It seems that Yu Xian has no regrets anymore.
Yu Xian originally didn't want to destroy what he learned in Confucianism for the sake of contracting the slave ghost of Shizi. Now that the guillotine of God's will is hanging over his head, he dares not to do anything rashly.
Yu Xian said to Banlan with a bitter face, "What should I do about this matter? If I can't satisfy the White Bone Lady, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the White Rock Mountain at all."
After hearing this, Banlan thought for a moment and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, you can just go and choose from the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave. Come and find me again when you need contracted ghosts."
"good!"
Yu Xian had no choice but to believe in Banlan's decision.
He swayed and came out of the gourd.
When he looked up, he saw Zhang Qiying looking at him curiously.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
Yu Xian was speechless upon hearing this.
He remembered that this young senior sister seemed to have an unusual interest in all kinds of treasures, so he had to explain quickly, "It's for rent."
"Rent?" Zhang Qiying had obvious doubts in her eyes.
Yu Xian was not panicked at all.
He quickly rummaged through his clothes, and after a while, he took out a contract.
It was the deed for Yu Xian to purchase the silver gourd from Li Su, and the money agreed on it had not yet been settled.
Li Su himself was greedy for money. Although he was optimistic about Yu Xian's future, his brother Ming had settled the accounts and had already written a contract in duplicate about the silver gourd.
"Oh." Zhang Qiying is a sensible person. Since she is someone else's magic weapon, she didn't ask any more questions.
Although she is full of curiosity about many things, she also knows how to respect others and grasp the appropriateness.
At least she didn't have any questions about Yu Xian's blood of Duke Zhou.
"Mrs. Bones asked someone to come here just now to ask questions. She wants to know when you will go to the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave to surrender the ghosts."
This Baishi Mountain is where the White Stone Ghost King and his disciples are. It is not difficult for Madam White Bone to find someone.
Yu Xian has a colorful background and has some confidence.
"You tell that person first and I will go there later."
Zhang Qiying accepted the words, turned around and left.
Yu Xian carefully explained what Mrs. Bones said and sorted it out in detail. He also understood a little more about the situation in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave.
Then Yu Xian got up and went to look for Zhang Qiying in the valley below, and the two of them went to Wangui Cave together.
The two of them had just made their way out of this valley.
I saw two young men waiting there boredly. They were Feng Ming and Feng Liang, whom I had dealt with before.
Feng Ming and Feng Liang still had some prejudices against Yu Xian. When he saw Yu Xian, his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes.
Zhang Qiying was much more arrogant. She looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Call me sister quickly."
Both of them are around fifteen or sixteen years old, quite a bit older than Zhang Qiying.
It's a pity that my skills are not as good as others, so I can only reluctantly call her sister.
Yu Xian found it funny.
Zhang Qiying regarded herself as senior sister when she first met her. According to Madam Baigu, the ghost girl Wu Yan also considered herself the sister of the ghost king of the ten places before she got married.
People of this lineage...why do they like to be someone's sister so much!
Feng Ming and Feng Liang were polite to Zhang Qiying, but that didn't mean they were polite to Yu Xian.
Feng Ming stood up and asked loudly, holding his shoulders, "What, have you thought about it? I'm warning you, if you can't successfully contract with ghosts and transfer to my witch ghost path, you should stay away from our senior sister."
Feng Liang also shouted from the side, "This is what Mrs. Bones meant!"
Yu Xian was a little embarrassed by what these two people said.
I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Lead the way."
Feng Ming snorted and took the initiative to walk in front.
Zhang Qiying explained in a low voice that the Wangui Cave in Baishi Mountain was originally the tomb of a generation of kings.
That king was born in the barbaric era, was wise and mighty, and conquered all directions.
Later, when the king died, his subjects killed tens of thousands of slaves as human sacrifices in order to appease such a powerful spirit.
The Wangui Cave in Baishi Mountain is connected to the mausoleum where the king was buried.
"Tens of thousands of people died, with all kinds of worldly emotions, many joys, angers, sorrows and joys. These people died extremely unwillingly, but their souls are still pure, and they can be put to use with a little sacrifice."
Yu Xian listened silently, and after a while, nodded and said, "I understand."
After walking for a while, I saw pedestrians on the side of the road one after another.
It is unusual to see human traces in the barren mountains, let alone in such a strange place.
Yu Xian knew in his heart that he was afraid that he was a subordinate of the White Stone Ghost King. He did not want to cause trouble and did not dare to look further.
The further you go deeper into the barren mountains, the more characters you encounter.
Some people even come forward to salute Feng Ming and Feng Liang when they see them.
These people seemed to be Feng Ming, Feng Liang's senior brothers and sisters. Some of them looked at Yu Xian and Zhang Qiying curiously and asked a few questions.
When I heard that Zhang Qiying was a descendant of Wu Qing, the first witch in central Sichuan, I was a little surprised.
But now the situation in central Sichuan has changed. After Wu Qing was injured and Wu Yan got married, the Shou Wu clan has indeed declined.
On the contrary, they were more interested in Yu Xian, a degenerate scholar.
Many people started discussing what kind of slave this scholar would be contracted to.
When these people were talking, Feng Ming and Feng Liang did not dare to leave, and Yu Xian and Zhang Qiying were also listening.
Then I heard a young man in his twenties wearing Tsing Yi say with a hint of sarcasm, "I heard that a scholar can't move because of poverty, so why not let him contract with a poor man? It will really sharpen his character."
Yu Xian was simply shocked after hearing this suggestion.
Is this what people say?
If you make a contract with a poor man, then you must not drink the northwest wind!
At this time, another young man in white clothes heard the words and said with a smile, "Otherwise, as a Confucian scholar, this man must be greedy for the beauty of junior sister Qiying when he joins me in the witch ghost path. Why not let him
I made a contract with a pervert to give me a test, lest I, the pearl in the path of witches and ghosts, fall into the ditch and filth."
Yu Xian's eyes straightened.
Pervert or something, are you serious?
The conversation between the two also opened up the conversation for others.
A middle-aged man said with a smile, "You are all bad. Now I have figured it out. The most comfortable thing in the world is to contract with a lazy guy. If you cultivate your body and nature on weekdays, and lie down, you can sharpen your heart."
Everyone couldn't help but said with disdain, "Last time, someone was deceived by you into contracting a slacker. He has been practicing for a while, and his character is strong enough. Unfortunately, he has no skills. When he fought with others last time, he was defeated by others.
Lost the soul."
The middle-aged man refused to accept it and said loudly, "If you are afraid of death, why don't you contract a scapegoat? This thing can even bring disaster."
The man in green clothes quickly shook his head, "What's the use? It's useless on weekdays."