The king of hell is easy to meet, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
Zhong Wenyong knows this very well. As an incomplete soul that has remained in the human world for more than 500 years, he is also possessed by divine visions. He walks in the dark wind of the underworld with only black and white colors and no colorful light. He is like a bright dark yellow gem, and he has been walking in the dark wind of the underworld.
It attracts the attention of ghosts and attracts bees and butterflies.
He relied on the money that Zhang Wenfeng burned for him and scattered it in large quantities to avoid financial losses and avoid disasters.
There is a saying that "money can make the devil grind the mill", and everything will go smoothly.
Most of the paper money burned to the dead in the human world has no effect, or is divided up by other ghosts.
And Zhang Wenfeng used his identity as a ghost and the practice of chanting sutras to burn the paper money, and it fell on Zhong Wenyong. It was solid, without any discount, and it was a real high-quality ghost coin.
Zhong Wenyong, as a former Shinto, had already guessed Zhang Daoyou's other identity. He dared to reincarnate in the underworld. This was a small reason, but it cannot be said that he did it deliberately.
Fortunately, although Daoyou Zhang has a delicate heart and is not easy to fool, he treats his friends well.
I have been burning money and chanting sutras for him to see him off.
After dispatching several waves of troublesome imps, he followed the vague guidance in his heart and found Bai Wuchang who was having a drink in a pavilion. He bowed his hands and said: "The remnant soul of the little god, pay my respects to the superior!"
Bai Wuchang had long noticed the remnant soul coming in from the ghost gate, and smiled and extended his hand to invite him: "Sit down, have a few drinks with me, and tell me what's new in the world of the sun. I haven't been out and about for a long time.
He listened attentively and said with a smile: "Zhang Wenfeng is a Taoist disciple, and he treats your mortal enemy, the shaman cultivator, with extraordinary kindness."
Zhong Wenyong felt at ease, bowed, and sat down on the stool opposite.
It is not difficult for him to speak human words when seeing people and tell ghosts when seeing ghosts. As long as he sees the ghosts who are connected with the ghost's aura, most of the rest will be settled.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but he has successfully overcome the initial difficulties.
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Zhang Wenfeng lay there for half an hour, unable to sleep. He was disturbed by distracting thoughts. When he calmed down, he simply turned over and got up. He reached out and reached for the bottle on the ground. Zhong Wenyong said he would give him the repaired robe and the modified peach wood thorn.
, are stored in bottles.
At this time, I thought of it, so I poured it out and took a look.
Perhaps Zhong Wenyong left some words for him in the bottle.
A roll of paper filled with writing was poured out of the bottle and dropped to the ground. It grew from as small as an embroidery needle to a larger size, and the yellow light wrapped on the roll disappeared. This was the Shinto method of the mountain god, and he was not surprised.
Picking up the scroll and unfolding it, it was written with a spell:
"Seeing the words is like seeing the face. We see each other now, but we can look forward to the future. It is said that 'life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven.' Yu Gou lived for more than 800 years, and experienced real death and fake death twice. Each time, danger was saved. This is the third episode.
I have my own way of dealing with it, don’t worry or think about it, just wait for the good news..."
The two pages were filled with eloquent writing, which made Zhang Wenfeng relax his brows and put a smile on his face.
Looking at the third page, Zhong Wenyong told him how to refining the restored wedding robe and the key to peach wood thorns. He quickly wrote it down because the spell words on the pages he had looked through were slowly fading away. The mountain god thought
Be considerate and leave nothing behind for anyone to catch you.
The fourth piece of paper recorded the precautions for dealing with the black witch in the future, and left an incense coin in the bottle.
The last time he went to the city, Master Wu told him that all the witch cultivators who had caused trouble had been killed and all their bodies had been sent to the county. Master Wu and Fu Gujing made a special trip to the county to identify the Dai Dai.
The man in the straw hat and the woman in the towel are correct.
Zhong Wenyong warned that the group of black witches will not be exterminated and uprooted so easily.
The mark he planted on the man in the straw hat was transferred to other witch cultivators. Black witches have the means to turn people into buffaloes. Naturally, they have the means to hide the hidden black witches he was careful about and make an attack. Or
There are other witchcraft and cultivator forces behind it, etc.
Zhang Wenfeng stared at the blank paper, speechless for a while.
Will this other witch cultivator force be the remaining white witches or the red witches?
Zhong Wenyong must have guessed something and didn't tell him all the reasons.
Forget it, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the soil, and he is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others. Once the remaining power of the witch cultivator is exposed, what can it do?
He had no evidence to remind Dean Wu, but he could give a sideways reminder to Yun Qiuhe, who was not confused about the matter.
To grasp it appropriately, he has to look for other opportunities.
No wonder Zhong Wenyong asked him to use the method taught a few days ago to remove the mark left by the black witch on the inside of his left wrist through the straw hat, because he did not want him to face the revenge of the dark witch alone.
Put down the four pieces of paper, then pick up the wooden bottle and pour it down, pouring out a light yellow robe that returned to its original size, and a small jade-like dark red peach wood sword that was refined to only four inches long, and finally poured out
A "incense coin" engraved with complex runes was produced.
As the yellow mist dissipated, the bottle was empty and could be seen through at a glance.
Zhang Wenfeng picked up the "incense money" specially made by Zhong Wenyong, covered it with Yuan Qi to cover the breath, took a silk thread and passed it through the copper coin hole, and tied the incense money under his right wrist, avoiding the wrist blade scabbard.
If a black witch approaches him at a distance of thirty feet, this incense copper coin will vibrate as a warning, and will become ineffective after three times.
For white witches and red witches, no prompts will be given.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and cursed "old fox". Even if the mountain god went to the underworld and was reincarnated as a human being again, he still had a burning love for the white witch.
Then he picked up the dark yellow robe and peach wood sword, and walked out of the quiet room with the bottle in his hand.
Returning to the brightly lit west hall, he spread out the light yellow robe on the desk, bit the middle finger of his right hand, forced out the blood, briefly drew a Eight Diagrams pattern on the back of the robe, and used the "cleansing and dirt-free technique" to clean the robe.
Refining it carefully and making a mark.
This robe, which was said to have good protective effects, established a vague connection with him.
Calling it "wedding dress" again is considered bad luck.
Zhang Wenfeng stroked the robe with no visible leather. The Mountain God once asked him for a few crystal sands, aura stones and clumsy jade to repair the robe and peach wood sword. He pondered for a long time and named the robe "Cleaning Dust Robe".
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The beautiful meaning of "wash away the mortal world and wish to become an immortal".
The robe cannot be worn yet. He will place it in the main hall later and enshrine it in the grid under the incense cabinet.
Let the incense infuse it for a while, then wear it again without any worries.
Picking up the crystal clear and translucent peach wood sword, I don't know what method Zhong Wenyong used to refine the two-foot-long wooden magic weapon to just this little bit. You can vaguely see the fine and delicate wood grains on the sword body.
The hilt is integrated, light, clever and sharp.
After admiring it for a moment, he cut the middle finger of his left hand with the tip of the mahogany sword, forcing blood to cover the entire mahogany sword.
It took another half an hour to repeat the ritual several times, leaving marks on the sword body.
Pick up the Shou Xian bottle, wash it inside and out with Yuan Qi several times, and put the small peach wood sword that was refined in sacrifice into the bottle.
The small mahogany sword floated straight in the middle of the bottle that was more than five inches high, with the sharp blade facing downwards, rising and falling slightly.
The biggest function of the Shou Xing Bottle is actually to "nurture the soul and the sword", and raising ghosts is just incidental.
Zhong Wenyong left a message on the fourth piece of paper to specifically inform him of this matter, and taught him the correct way to use the Shou Xian bottle to nourish his soul, sword, and practice martial arts. This is in line with the cautious nature of the mountain god, and he will not leave until he leaves.
, will not tell secrets lightly.
The Mountain God spent a lot of time and effort to refine this 800-year-old peach wood magic weapon into a small wooden flying sword.
Together with the Shou Xian bottle, it was the most important gift given to him by the Mountain God.
Due to limitations in material and strength, this mahogany flying sword is only a semi-finished product and needs to be maintained in a bottle. Each time it is used, it must be warmed and cured for several days.
Zhang Wenfeng put the bottle into a black cloth bag, tied it around his waist, pressed it with his hand, and felt relieved and at ease.
Yin and Yang are separated, I wish you good health and endless blessings!