Chapter 5 It's okay, but the damage to the essence is a little serious
"Although your cultivation level is not high, you are on par with me. It's a bit difficult to deal with!"
In Nanxiang, Ning County, in the thatched cottage on the north slope of Junjiazhuang, Jun Buqi opened his eyes slightly and frowned lightly.
That little man was one of the two little men he let out more than a month ago.
This is the technique of avatar, one of the most favorite methods used by practitioners.
Use the spiritual crystal as a carrier to replace the spiritual energy in the spiritual crystal with spiritual power, and use formation restrictions to bind these spiritual powers within the spiritual crystal to make a spiritual crystal villain.
Some people also like to use paper to make clones, but the principle is the same.
Spiritual crystal dolls are easier to use than paper-cutting, and can carry more spiritual power.
However, the flaw of this kind of clone is actually very big. No matter what it is used as a carrier, the general spiritual power storage is very limited. Once it enters the battle, it will basically become useless in one move.
It is also easy to see through and can only be used for reconnaissance.
Otherwise, there was no need for him to venture into the mass grave cave by himself that day.
It was because he was afraid that the Lingshi villain would be seen through, and because he felt that those female ghosts posed no threat to him, and because he had Mo Changgeng as his backing, that he had the confidence to take risks.
Otherwise, with his temperament of always "plan before taking action and do not move if there is danger", how could he possibly go to that ghost nest and take risks himself?
The reason why that little man gave the female knight a righteous stab in the back was to test the female knight's true cultivation.
The moment the little man was destroyed, that part of his consciousness had already fled far away.
Although the female knight wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him and kill them all, she still underestimated Jun Buqi's escape method, especially when he escaped with his spiritual consciousness alone, he would be faster.
"Mo Changgeng, you idiot gave me another problem!"
Jun Bu couldn't help but grit his teeth, "I just want to practice quietly!"
Although his cultivation level has quietly increased a lot during this period of time, the female knight is obviously not a vegetarian. After all, she is a fish that can successfully escape Mo Changgeng's pursuit.
After thinking about it, Jun Buqi shook out another little figure from his sleeves, "It's better to tell this news to Senior Brother Qian who is in Longquan County! It's not something I can interfere with!"
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Ning County.
A night of absurdity.
Early the next morning, the two young men left the inn exhausted but in a happy mood, with a long package under their arms.
The two of them got on the carriage and headed to Nanxiang.
On the carriage, Jun Jiusi, a fat young man, opened a package, took out a half-meter-tall black beauty statue in the package, and gently touched it.
The material of the black statue looks like a tree root, but it feels as moist as jade. The coating on the outside looks quite thick, giving people a crystal clear feeling.
"Brother Ziliang, this is truly a divine thing!" Jun Jiusi sighed.
It was obvious that this fat young man had been conquered by the beauty of last night.
On the other side, a young man who looked unusually thin and had thick dark circles raised his eyelids after hearing this, with a smile on his lips, "Brother Jiusi, I didn't lie to you, did I!"
As he spoke, he yawned and said, "Brother Jiusi, please play with it carefully. Brother Yu, take a nap first!"
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At the same time, the villain sent out by Jun Buqi has arrived at Qingling Temple in Longquan County.
Qingling Temple is located on a low mountain outside the county town. It is a secular Taoist temple of Qingxuan Sect. The owner of the temple, Qian Kun, is a Jindan monk like Mo Changgeng.
In the eyes of the world, Qian Kun is an accomplished man with a celestial spirit.
The incense in Qingling Temple is very strong, and there are many guests coming and going along the way. The green smoke in the temple dances in the blue sky, and the scent of sandalwood floats for miles, making visitors think clearly.
A little man appeared in a corner of the temple, transformed into a child, entered the main hall, took out something, shook it, and asked, "Where is Senior Brother Qian?"
Hearing the words "Senior Brother Qian" and seeing the object again, the Taoist boy in the temple knew that it was one of his own.
A little Taoist boy stepped forward and bowed to Jun Buqi, "Returning to my uncle, my master has been out for a few days and has not returned yet. I wonder what important matter my uncle has to find his master?"
"I wonder when Senior Brother Qian will be able to return?"
The little Taoist boy shook his head and said: "Master said that the short term can be three to five days, and the long term can be half a month or more than a month."
"Senior brother, did you tell me where you went?"
"Never explained!"
Jun Buqi's clone thought for a moment and then said: "Then I'll wait here in the contemplation!"
Just like that, Jun Buqi's spiritual crystal clone stayed in the view.
Time flies, and half a month has passed, but senior brother Qian Kun still has not returned.
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This day, Junjiazhuang.
"Dead, dead!"
A shout suddenly broke the peaceful little village.
Everyone who heard this shout looked towards the Jun family mansion.
"Little, the young master fainted!"
"Quick, go and invite Dr. Liu! Go to the countryside and invite one too."
Suddenly, a galloping horse ran towards the outside of the village, in the direction of Nanxiang.
"Go, go and ask your eldest young master to come back!" An old voice sounded in the main hall.
"Father, I will personally go and ask my eldest brother to come back!"
Not long after, a wealthy middle-aged man, with a few servants, got on an ox cart and rushed towards the north slope of Junjiazhuang.
In the Jun family's mansion, the servants were talking quietly in private.
"I just said that the young master's classmate doesn't seem to be a long-lived person! Alas! I didn't expect that he would die in our Jun family's mansion. This will be very troublesome."
"Have you ever found it strange that the young master has lost a lot of weight recently? He used to look a little chubby, but now, in just half a month, he has become so thin."
"During this period, the young master has been sleeping with that young master, but when I got up a few days ago, I heard the sound of a woman breathing in the young master's room..."
"I'm just saying that during the recent period, there must be some coquettish young man seducing the young master and that young master, causing them to be ridiculous every night! You still don't believe it..."
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Here, Jun Buqi rode Daqing downhill and asked Daqing to play in the river at the bottom of the slope. This was a routine part of cultivating feelings between him and Daqing.
Daqing is originally a buffalo. He likes to get into the river down the slope when he has nothing to do. Even in this cold weather, he also likes to take a dip in the water when he has nothing to do.
Without the colorful liquid, Daqing, who couldn't even eat grass, could only survive by taking baths.
Jun Buqi was lying under a big tree by the river, with his legs crossed and chewing a grass stem, thinking in his mind about how to solve the problem of condensing pills that needed to be overcome.
As for that evil spirit, he had long ago thrown it out of sight.
Just as he was thinking about it, at some point, a thin figure rushed towards him from a distance, shouting in this direction from a distance: "Young Master, Young Master, someone is dead, someone is dead..."
After staying here for more than half a year, no one would come here to disturb him. Apart from Daqing and him, there was no one else.
Cultivation is so boring and boring, boring and ruthless.
Jun Buqi sat up from the ground. When the thin figure saw him, he ran to him panting, holding his knees with his hands, and was speechless for a moment.
Jun Buqi asked him, "Niu Xiaozhuang, what happened? Who died?"
After taking a few breaths, Niu Xiaozhuang said: "You, your family..."
When Jun Buqi heard the words, he frowned slightly and called Daqing, who jumped out of the river. Then Jun Buqi picked up Niu Xiaozhuang and sat on Daqing's back.
Daqing understood, stepped forward with his strong four hooves, and ran towards Junjiazhuang.
"Tell me slowly, what happened to our family? How could someone die?"
"No, I'm not sure..."
"..."
You're kidding me!
Hearing this, Jun Buqi shook his head helplessly.
On the way, Jun Buqi and Niu Xiaozhuang encountered an ox cart.
Sitting on the bullock cart was a middle-aged man with a rich look on his face. A servant was driving the bullocks in front of the cart, and several others were following the cart to protect him, fearing that the middle-aged man would fall off the cart.
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This middle-aged man looks to be in his forties, with a beard on his chin, and the look between his eyebrows is so similar to Jun Buqi's. Those who don't know better think he is Jun Buqi's father!
But in fact, they are brothers, Jun Buqi is the brother, and he is the younger brother.
"Big, big brother..."
Jun Youdao rolled off the bullock cart and shouted at Jun Buqi.
Seeing that Jun Youdao was just anxious and not sad that anyone had died, Jun Buqi couldn't help but frown and asked: "What is going on? Who died?"
"It's a classmate and friend of Si'er's who has been staying at our house recently. I saw that he was weak, so I couldn't drive him away. Who would have thought that he would actually die in our house."
"Have you reported to the official?"
"..."
Seeing Jun Youdao's troubled look, Jun Buqi shook his head and said, "If an outsider dies in Jun's house, and you don't report it to the official, what will others think? When the family of the deceased makes a fuss, how will you explain it?"
"What the elder brother said is true. I didn't think carefully, so I asked someone to report the case to the county."
Jun Buqi frowned again, "You just reported this matter to the official, why did you come to me for it?"
Jun Youdao said quickly: "It's Si'er. Si'er may have fainted due to stimulation. Although he has sent people to Dr. Liu and also sent people to the countryside to invite a doctor, the village is far away from here, and Dr. Liu's medical skills are not very good.
In that case, my father, mother, and I are very worried about Si'er, so I ask my eldest brother to save Si'er for the sake of my father and mother."
Jun Buqi waved his hand and said: "It's just too much fright or sadness, don't be nervous!"
When Jun Youdao heard the words, he had a sad face and stopped talking.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say, and let it go if you have any!" Jun Buqi glared at Jun Youdao.
The fat on Jun Youdao's face shook and he said: "Brother, I feel like something is not right about Si'er recently. He has lost a lot of weight. I'm worried that he has some hidden health problems."
After traveling more than ten miles, we arrived in less than two quarters of an hour.
When he arrived in front of the Jun family's mansion, Jun Buqi raised his eyes and looked at the bronze mirror hanging on the door, feeling slightly relieved.
He hung up the mirror, and the fact that the mirror was intact meant that it was not an invasion by ghosts.
But when he just walked into the door of Jun's house and saw a boy who looked like a book boy, he frowned and then looked at the book boy carefully.
But he didn't say much and walked straight into the lobby of Jun's house.
Just as they entered the lobby, a maid came forward and said: "The master and his wife are in the young master's courtyard. The master has instructions. When the eldest master and the second master come back, just go there directly."
The boy following behind him glanced at Jun Buqi's back with a guilty conscience and lowered his head.
Jun Youdao quickly took Jun Buqi to the courtyard where his son lived.
Along the way, Jun Buqi's brows furrowed slightly from time to time.
When the servants saw Jun Buqi, they didn't dare to look at him. They only dared to whisper when they couldn't see him. They felt it was incredible.
Arriving at Jun Jiusi's courtyard, Jun Buqi looked around and frowned even more tightly.
At this time, Mr. Jun accompanied a middle-aged man and walked out of the wing. The middle-aged man bowed to Mr. Jun and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Jun. Your grandson is not seriously ill. He is just a little weak. Please pay attention to it."
Just nurse him back to health. I will go back and give him a prescription. It only takes three to four months to nurse him back to health. I guarantee that young master Zhunjun will recover as good as ever. But during this period..."
Mr. Jun had some embarrassment on his face and responded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Liu, I will have someone supervise him and I will definitely not let him get close to women easily again."
Depend on!
Kidney deficiency?
When Jun Buqi heard this conversation, he cursed in his heart.
Liu Langzhong bowed his hands to brothers Jun Buqi and Jun Youdao. Mr. Jun asked Jun Youdao to see off Liu Langzhong, and then pulled Jun Buqi and said, "Buqi, please go and see your nephew again..."
Jun Buqi coughed lightly and said, "Don't worry, father, everything will be fine."
As soon as he entered the wing, Jun's mother ran over and took Jun Buqi's hand, "My son, please help me take a look at my good grandson..."
When another middle-aged woman sitting next to the bed saw this, she couldn't help but stand up and bowed to Jun Buqi in a polite manner, "His uncle, Si'er is going to trouble you!"
Next to her, there was a young woman, Jun Jiusi's wife.
At this time, the woman's face looked rather unsightly.
Jun Buqi glanced at Jun Jiusi, who was lying on the bed, and saw that his face was sallow, looking like he was malnourished and overworked, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
He pretended to look at it and checked the young man on the bed. Jun Buqi said: "It's nothing serious, but the essence is seriously damaged and needs to rest."
Jun Buqi's words were the same as those of Mr. Liu before, so everyone's eyes turned to the young woman again. A look of shame and annoyance appeared on the young woman's face.
But in front of her elders, she could only endure it and dare not say anything.
Jun Buqi took out a pill and handed it to the little woman, "This is the Gu Yuan Pill. Take it and dissolve it with water and let him take it. It won't be a big problem."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
At this time, Jun Youdao walked in, and Jun Buqi asked again: "Have you sent someone to report to the official?"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at Jun Youdao, and became a little silent for a while.
Not long after everyone returned to the lobby, Jun's father started talking to Jun Buqi, "The man's name is Yan Ziliang. He returned home with Si'er half a month ago and lived in our house. Yan Ziliang and Si'er are
My classmate had a reputation as a scholar, and now he dies inexplicably in our house..."
Jun Buqi shook his head and said: "No matter who he is or what his fame is, if someone dies in the Jun family, it is necessary to report it to the official. The Jun family cannot afford to bear the crime of murder. It is best to ask the county government officials to find out the cause of death."
, to restore the Jun family's innocence. No matter how troublesome this matter is, it cannot be resolved privately."
In the evening, the officers from Ningxian County Government finally rushed to Jun's house in a hurry.
At the same time, on the outskirts of Longquan County, Qinglingguan.
Qian Kun, the temple owner, returned to the temple with a tired look on his face.
"Senior Brother Qian, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"