Although this is only a small appointment, it is a big step on the road to the right track. Some things can't be rushed, you can only take your time, step by step, and keep the road steady, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked out of the Youfang Hall and walked among the mountains in the moonlight.

Although there were sixteen ghost pawns in Youfang Palace, Feng Qingyan felt that it seemed that the eight ghosts were also busy now, and he was not in a hurry to increase the number of people all at once. According to his plan, the sixteen ghost pawns of the Youfang Hall were divided into two teams, the left and right, and the ghost leaders each led the six ghosts to govern the east and west sides of the Youfang Palace. The remaining two ghosts exercise the power of supervision to prevent the ghosts from committing adultery and committing things that violate the law and discipline and cause trouble to the world......

Then, after inspecting the twenty-five kilometers radius, he returned to the Youfang Palace.

The next day, Feng Qingyan accompanied his little cousin to the Daqingshan Scenic Area in the north of the village, stayed there for another night, and only came back in the afternoon of the third day. After the little cousin returned to the village, she played in the village for two more days, and then reluctantly left Qingshan County and returned to her hometown in Jiangdong.

Jiangdong Province is located in the eastern part of the Celestial Empire, which is an economically developed region and adjacent to Zhonghai, the economic center of the Celestial Empire. Annam Province, where Qingshan County is located, is located in the southeast of the Celestial Empire, and its economic development is very average......

In the past few days, Feng Qingyan took a lot of time to study the Ghost King Bottle, but he didn't study anything, which greatly reduced his interest in the Ghost King Bottle. After he gave thousands of soul texts to the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest watched in the thatched cottage for a whole day, he carefully left Qingshan Village with the soul texts, as if he had returned to Jiuzhang Mountain.

Jiuzhang Mountain, the mountain gate of the three gates of heaven, earth and man, is quite mysterious.

At noon one day, Mao Zhen appeared again in Qingshan Village, and when he finished worshipping God in the Land Temple, he also came to the large compound of Feng Qingyan. On the pavilion, Feng Qingyan and Mao Zhen were quietly drinking tea, and after drinking for a while. He couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Feng, does your friend have any news about the Ghost King Bottle?"

"The Ghost King Bottle is with me. ”

At this time, Feng Qingyan did not hide it, and said it directly.

"What? really?" Mao Zhen couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this. Then the whole person stood up excitedly, and hurriedly said to Feng Qingyan: "Mr. Feng, thank you, thank you so much, I didn't expect you to really help me find the Ghost King Bottle." ”

Feng Qingyan smiled. Seeing that Mao Zhen looked impatient, he then put down the teacup and took out the ghost king bottle from the study. He had been studying the Ghost King Bottle for several days, but he hadn't studied anything, and it didn't make sense to continue to keep it in his hands, so he simply returned it. Although the Ghost King Bottle is quite magical, it is not his own thing after all, and he will not covet to intercept it, and there is no need for this.

After Mao Zhen got the Ghost King Bottle, he was so excited that he was at a loss. kept thanking, and then said a little embarrassed: "Mr. Feng, I don't know how to thank you......"

"You're welcome, it's just a gesture. ”

Feng Qingyan said lightly, and then briefly explained two sentences.

When Mao Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, and at this time, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled a little bitterly. Now, he finally understood what the old Taoist priest said to him, and there was nowhere to find it when he stepped on the iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get it, you don't have to look for it, it comes and goes......

This old Taoist priest is really ......

Mao Zhen was a little speechless, and he didn't even finish a word. Only half a sentence makes people guess, and he actually guessed wrong, which caused him to not think about tea and dinner for the past few days. And in the past few days, he has spent a lot of effort in order to recover the ghost king bottle. I didn't expect that in the end, it was really as the old Taoist priest said. There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

At this time, Feng Qingyan gestured to Mao Zhen, motioned for him to sit down and continue drinking tea, and then said in a deep voice: "Brother Mao Zhen, I don't know if you mind telling me about the Ghost King Bottle and its origin? I don't mean anything, I'm just a little curious." ”

"It's okay, there's nothing to say. ”

The ghost king bottle was recovered, Mao Zhen's mood was very good, and he owed Feng Qingyan a favor, now seeing Feng Qingyan say this, he naturally would not refuse without interest. Moreover, the Ghost King Bottle, as the ancestral heirloom of his Mao family, has always been unknown, and he also wants to share it.

Therefore, he knew everything about Feng Qingyan, and explained the role and origin of the Ghost King Bottle in detail.

Feng Qingyan was slightly surprised when he heard this, but there was nothing special and suspicious, and then he took out a piece of paper with a copy of the soul text, and said to Mao Zhen: "Brother Mao Zhen, do you know these runes?"

Mao Zhen took it and looked at it, slightly surprised, and said, "Hey, Mr. Feng, where did you get these ghost texts?"

"Ghost Wen?" Feng Qingyan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it.

"Yes, these runes are called ghost scripts, and I learned them when I was a child. Mao Zhen said with some surprise, then looked at Feng Qingyan and said, "Actually, ghost writing plays a very important role in my Mao family's Mao technique. ”

"Isn't it called Soul Text?"

Feng Qingyan was slightly puzzled, could it be that everyone was called differently?

"I don't know, maybe it's someone else's name. My Mao family has always been called a ghost text. Mao Zhen seemed stunned for a moment, and then asked with some curiosity: "Mr. Feng, where are you sitting in these ghost texts?" I don't know, can you say something." In fact, these ghost texts play a very important role in my Mao family. ”

"I can tell you where these ghosts are sitting, but you have to answer me a question. Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said.

"Yes, Mr. Feng, excuse me. Mao Zhen immediately said that his Mao family did not have many ghost texts, and these ghost texts played a vital role in the Mao technique.

Therefore, if there is a chance to get a ghost text, he will definitely not miss it.

"Mao Zhen, do you recognize these ghost texts? I hope you can answer truthfully. Feng Qingyan looked at Mao Zhen and said.

At this time, Mao Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "It shouldn't be considered an acquaintance." ”

"What do you say?" Feng Qingyan was slightly puzzled.

"Actually, when I use Maoshu, I basically use these ghost texts, and I probably know what it means. However, if you treat it as a text, I really don't know it. Mao Zhen explained.

"You don't know each other?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that Mao Zhen knew how to use it, but he didn't know it.

"I don't know. Mao Zhen shook his head, and then said with some pity: "The ancestors may know these ghost texts, but now basically no one knows them." Moreover, there are not many ghost texts handed down from the ancestors, and most of them have been lost. ”

…… (To be continued.) )