The lights on the eaves corridor were lit up in unison, and the entire dark courtyard was as bright as day in an instant, and under the red cloth that was spread out to cover Zhu Yifei and the two, there were two deep and long cries, close to two hiccups, and then death overflowed out of the chest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little monk suddenly lifted the red cloth, closed his eyes tightly and breathed for nearly an hour, and stood up in a daze, trembling violently, and the frightened servants around couldn't help but exclaim, and a few timid ones were already sitting on the ground with weak legs.

After the two of them convulsed for a while, they opened their eyes and let out a long breath, which can be regarded as their souls returning to their bodies and sobering up.

Immediately after that, the old man Xie in the coffin also stood up with a sigh, jumped out of the coffin, and after twitching half of his body, he also grew a breath of ghostly breath, and recited a few strange words before he opened his eyes and completely sobered up.

"Hurry up, someone will carry the old man back, help soothe and soothe the muscles and bones, and pinch the flesh," Ziyang said to Mrs. Xie.

Although the old lady Xie has seen a lot of winds and waves in her life, it is the first time she has seen the dead return to the yang, and she was also stunned by the big shout, and was awakened by Ziyang's shout, and hurriedly ordered a few bold maids to go over to support the stiff and cold old man Xie, and carried him to the house.

Zhu Yifei also felt tired and weak, but a few Xuanqing halal qi eased up after a few laps in the Qi Jing Hundred Veins, but Xie Yichen was dripping with cold sweat, his face was pale and blue-gray, and he was also helped into the bedroom, and the jade flute pinned to his waist accidentally fell to the ground.

Ziyang picked up the jade flute and looked at it with a smile and said, "No wonder this kid wants to go to the underworld alive or dead, it turns out that there is fate."

"I went to the wrong place before, and I met an old immortal who gave it to him," Zhu Yifei replied while rubbing his sore arm.

"Demon girl, are you alright," the little monk stepped forward and grabbed her sleeve and said.

"Well, what's the matter, I miss my sister? Haha, come, rare and rare" Zhu Yifei lowered her head and pinched the little monk's fat face, the smooth and soft feel made her very satisfied.

"Demon girl, you are shameless" The little monk struggled to slap off her claws, and said to Ziyang: "Brother Ziyang, let's go rest first"

"I'm afraid it won't work," Ziyang said, turning around and walking to the abandoned mourning hall in the main courtyard, from which seven or eight servants were carrying out a charred body, and a young woman with a team of maids fell to the ground and wailed when they saw Houdeng.

Zhu Yifei listened to her call her husband repeatedly, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, this young woman she knew, it was Xie Yichen's own sister, and she was also Young Master Zhang's wife, although it was Young Master Zhang's own doing, but this woman was innocent after all, and she was widowed at a young age, which is somewhat regrettable.

Ziyang said: "Don't cry, your husband will kill himself if he does too much injustice, tomorrow and tomorrow, I will do the Dharma with him to spend a while, and wait for the festival to change."

When the young woman heard Ziyang's words, her originally lofty crying voice was instantly lowered a lot, and in the end, only intermittent choking remained, and a pair of watery eyes looked at the three of them from time to time, quite a bit of a thief's heart.

Ziyang said a few words to the charred corpse, and then returned to the guest room a little tired, one big and one small also followed, and after seeing the bed, Zhu Yifei was even more unceremoniously lying on it, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Young Master Zhang was burned to death, did you and Xie Yichen do it?" Ziyang saw that the bed was occupied, so he sat on a chair next to him and asked.

"What do you mean by that, it's clear that he plans to burn down the mourning hall and burn Old Man Xie to death, by the way, there is this" retorted dissatisfiedly, Zhu Yifei took out a wooden man from his waist and handed it to Ziyang and said: "I have seen this thing in the palace, it is a puppet that can control and kill, this Old Man Xie was killed by it"

"Well, it's soaked in venom," Ziyang said after sniffing under his nose.

"Master, which sect is this thing, why is it so evil, as long as you carve a wooden person and write the eight characters of your birthday, you can kill whoever you kill."

"If my expectations are right, it should belong to the apostates in the Sanqing Sect, and I saw those so-called apostates when I traveled around the world in the early years, they were originally because of their limited talents, and they could never become the Great Dao, and they were not willing to condescend to the demon immortals to be mortal immortals.

So they tried every means to seek the art of immortality, and some even randomly integrated the huge and low-level exercises learned by various sects, and slowly derived these evil and crooked techniques.

Speaking of which, it's just that they can't be put on the table, but they have a strong ability to restrain ordinary people. ”

Ziyang scoffed.

"Then why do they want to hurt people? And these wooden people can't make them immortal in addition to killing people," Zhu Yifei asked with some puzzlement.

"Man is the chief of all things, have you ever heard of innate true qi?" Ziyang Road.

"Of course, without innate true qi, no one can cultivate an immortal body"

"That's it, this innate true qi is unique to each person, it was formed before the self-derived life body, with the reincarnation of life and life, if you do good things, you have to gather some, and some bad things have to disperse, and when these innate true qi is exhausted, this person will be immortal and cannot be reincarnated forever, even if it is a fluke reincarnation, it can only be in the next three realms"

"Could it be that they harmed others in order to absorb innate true qi?" She seems to have heard some of this from the big-headed monster cat.

"Naturally, he is making these wooden figures is actually making a stand-in for the accommodating and leading of the true qi, and this wooden figure is not like what you call a random carving, on the contrary, the first choice of materials must be very particular.

Non-100 years of wood can not become, non-yin wood is not formed, the process of carving can not pause and rest, can not be stained with blood, water, mud, until the completion of the wood carving after the selection of the ugly extreme yin moment on the person's innate eight characters, minutes and seconds can not miss the "Ziyang Road."

"I see, he doesn't bother"

"The first three days of this wood carving is to burn incense and make offerings, the cursed person will feel tired, flustered, drowsy and anorexic, in fact, it is consuming yang energy, and when it comes to the third day, after the previous consumption, its yang energy is the weakest, and in sleep, the three souls and seven spirits are unstable, the easiest to control, the caster will use this wooden man to absorb the innate true qi, but ......" Ziyang said and paused,

"Just what?" The little monk interjected and asked, he was obviously very interested in this topic, and his sleepy eyes were wide at this time, looking at Ziyang for a while, and Zhu Yifei who had no ladylike image for a while, and gave a contemptuous look by the way.

"It's just that this method is very dangerous, if the innate true qi is so easy to absorb, wouldn't the people in this world say that they will die?" Ziyang said with a smile.

"Then Old Man Xie is fine," Zhu Yifei asked.

"It's okay, Old Man Xie is a philanthropic person, he preaches on weekdays, and God has his own blessing," Ziyang said with a smile.

Thinking of the bare-bottomed child in the underworld, he couldn't help but square his face, and he didn't know if Xie Yichen would call his father in the future, and he felt so embarrassed in his heart.

Xie Fu's night was obviously very exciting, of course, Zhu Yifei was even more exciting, after going to the underworld for a walk, I suddenly felt that this world was incomparably beautiful.

Waking up in the morning and breathing in the fresh air, although the icy cold wind is biting, it is not a question worth mentioning for her, a demon who does not have much sense of temperature.

After packing his bags, Yu Ziyang said goodbye to the little monk, Zhu Yifei embarked on the road to Taijing, and after stepping out of Wuh County, he saw that there was no one around, but at sunset on the second day, he pressed the cloud head and came to the outskirts of Taijing City, and after following the returning people into the city, he went straight to the palace.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Taijing City is very lively, juggling dragon and lion dances on the wide streets, abounding, each has the kind of drama that looks like a fairy, babbling on the stage to sing and dance to greet the New Year, saying auspicious words.

The young child shuttled through the crowd, hitting her waist and stomach from time to time, and the ginger candy in her hand stuck to the white dress, instantly sticking to the hair that had accidentally fallen.

"Bear Child" couldn't help laughing and scolding, Zhu Yifei didn't have time to care, just thinking that she could get out of the crowd quickly, and she could take a breath easily.

Fortunately, the dragon dancers gradually moved away, and the people also followed them, laughing or making trouble, clapping their hands, and some even couldn't help but dance to the beat of the drums, which caused a commotion among relatives and friends.

Finally got out of the lively street market, Zhu Yifei walked briskly while lowering her head to arrange her clothes and hair, but she didn't expect that she finally tore her hair out of the sticky, turned around and bumped into a person.

The two parties sighed, Zhu Yifei touched the nose that was hurt, she was really speechless, how can she be so decent, is it not appropriate to go out today?

"Girl, are you alright?" said the man, who seemed to be hit hard, rubbing his chin.

"Hey, I said you ......." Just wanted to get angry and yelled at how you don't walk long eyes, when he looked up at the somewhat familiar face in front of him, he was stunned.

"Wishing the girl?" There are no unfortunate books in this world, and it was none other than the nerd Han Miao who bumped into her when she went to Qiangzhou and passed by the broken temple.

"Huh? It's you, why do you have to bump it every time you meet" Anyway, I couldn't help but be surprised when I saw someone familiar, Zhu Yifei covered her nose with tears in her eyes and said.

"I wish you girl, you're okay" Han Miao was also very surprised, originally he was invited to go out to Mrs. Chen's house to eat and drink today, since he was married to the commander in Balan County, he was recuperated by his favor, and he went to visit Mrs. Chen in Taijing City with a letter of recommendation.

He is gifted and intelligent, has always been well-read and thoughtful, and is willing to learn and progress, won the love of Mrs. Chen, and immediately accepted him as a disciple, and for a time became famous in the capital.

In particular, a "Dingguo Fu" is deeply loved by today's saints, and has been praised several times, making it more valuable and famous.

"I'm fine, you're still coming to Taijing, how about it, it seems that you're mixing well" Zhu Yifei saw that he was full of energy, his face was like the moon, and although his clothes were simple, they were clean and tidy, and there was no trace of patches and needlework, so he smiled and said.

"Thanks to the girl's rescue, this gratitude, Han ....."

"Forget it, it's not a big deal, that, I have to go back to the palace first, and we'll get together again when I'm free" Zhu Yifei said and was about to pass by, but was suddenly grabbed by Han Miao's wrist.

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