What's the chrome stuff on the stomach?

Ying Shun touched his side in a daze, first touched Mu Feng's nose, and subconsciously pinched him to wake him up.

"I want to sleep a little longer." Mu Feng turned over, and he was still confused.

Ying Wei didn't remember that there was one more person in the bed yesterday when he was half asleep, and then he felt his stomach being pushed against something pointy, and this time his hand reached for his stomach and played with it casually.

"Whew!" The little black lion originally buried his head in the quilt and slept happily, and he wanted to sharpen his horns in his dream, but who would have thought that he would suddenly be plucked in his dream, and now he woke up with a complete scream.

Its howl made Ying Shun and Mu Feng completely sober.

Mu Feng opened his eyes and saw Ying's rebellious face, and remembered that they slept in the same bed yesterday in order to survive all night. Since I was a child, it was the first time for Mu Feng to sleep with someone else, and I always felt a little weird.

Without waiting for Mu Feng to think about it, the little black lion jumped out of the quilt and pounced towards Ying's face, "Bad uncle, why are you pulling my hair!" Don't deny it, look at the black hair on your hand, such a shiny hair is mine at first glance! ”

Ying rebelled and rolled to the side, causing the little black lion to pounce into the air, and he knew that the lion was in a mess when he heard the howling sound. "You're going to sue the lion first! Who told you to get into my quilt, what do you think of my belly, whetstone? If you are pushed a few more times by that horn, you may have to pierce your belly. Mufeng, hurry up and translate this to it, educate it well, sleep or not, I obviously slept with you yesterday. If you don't learn well at a young age, you will climb into bed and sleep on the ground today! ”

Mu Feng looked at the one-man beast who was about to fight, and there was no embarrassment. He hurriedly stretched out his hand and hugged the little black lion, "Little Hei, your horns will hurt people, you have to pay attention to your sleeping appearance." How did you get into the boss's quilt, I remember you slept with me yesterday. ”

"But you're just going to use me like a hot water bottle!" The little black lion glared at Mu Feng angrily, it was already closer to Ying Wei, because Ying Wei had a feeling that made it comfortable. It turned out that there was nothing wrong with being held by Mu Feng, but he fell asleep, and Mu Feng felt that his feet were cold, so he used it as a hot water bottle and kicked it to the end of the bed to warm his feet.

It's not stupid, so it sneaked into the quilt of the rebellion, but fortunately it was all in the same bed, and it was easy to sleep in a different place.

Listening to the accusation of the little black lion, Mu Feng touched his nose, he can't be blamed for this, he can only blame the little fat lion for being too warm.

Ying Shun listened to Mu Feng's translation, and he became a victim in this matter, whose bed did he sleep in?

Looking at the play in front of him, there is always a sense of immediacy in the TV series discussing whether the child sleeps with his father or with his mother, and quickly drives this weird feeling out of his mind. Everyone has no idea of returning to Longjue now, and there is something to do today, to go to the suburbs to find a flower monk. Of course, the little black lion was not brought, and it was left at home to play with the dragon egg.

**

When Mu Feng came to the outskirts of Beijing this time, he obviously felt much more desolate than the last time he came.

It turned out that several other families had all moved, and the temple that used to be sheltered from the wind and rain had really become a ruined temple, and the plaque was gone. The temple door was open, and one of the doors had a hole, and the wind that passed through made a strange whirring sound.

Can there really be people living here?

Ying Wei has seen many Taoist monks on Hong Kong Island, and if they have some skills, they can live well. It's better to almost set up a stall than here, and it's hard to imagine that the famous unprecepted monks would nest in such a place.

When the two entered the ruined temple, they saw the flower monk sitting in the main hall at a glance, he sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue, deaf to the footsteps of the two, as if he was asleep. And the Buddha statue in front of him was already mutilated. Mu Feng stood in the main hall, and could see a few rays of sunlight shining overhead, that is, the roof tiles were missing a few pieces, I am afraid that on rainy days, there is no shelter from the rain here.

"Hand over the roast chicken and wine, and you can ask questions."

Just when Mu Feng didn't know how to talk, Monk Hua suddenly spoke first, "Let's talk first, you can have something you want to ask, but I can also have someone I don't want to answer." ”

Mu Feng was glad that when he heard Yang Lianghe talk about the flower monk before, he wrote down the unreliable hobbies of this old monk, and with the idea that it might be useful, he bought roast chicken and liquor first, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

Mu Feng put the food bag in front of the old monk, the old monk finally opened his eyes when he smelled the taste, he did not look up at Mu Feng and Ying Rebellion, but directly opened the lid of the wine bottle and took a big sip first, and then tore a chicken leg and ate it.

As he ate, he said vaguely, "Find your own place to sit, and you don't have to be too polite with me." ”

Mu Feng glanced at Yingyi, Yingyi scanned the surrounding environment, the marble floor had not been cleaned for a long time, and there was an indescribable stain when he looked at it, there were no chairs around at all, how could there be a place to sit.

Monk Hua himself didn't seem to feel the cold at all, but just sat on the cold ground with a futon. Although Ying Wei is not so particular, he really doesn't want to sit on the ground like this.

Ying rebel stands, and Mu Feng can't sit down at will. He could only recall the last time he came here, and he didn't know what happened to the little monk back then.

Monk Hua quickly finished eating the roast chicken and dried the bottle of wine, and he burped. After eating and drinking, he finally reluctantly raised his head, "Say, what are you coming to me to ask?" Directly, don't say those roundabout words, I'm going to sleep after that. ”

Ying Wei saw the face of the flower monk clearly this time, which was a face that could not be seen clearly in the dream. Monk Hua's eyelids always seem to be half-drooping, making it impossible to see his eyes, his eyebrows are gray, he wears an old monk's hat that has not been washed all year round, and there are many wrinkles on his face, which always gives people the feeling of not waking up.

"The master lent us Luan last time so that we could go to Empty Town, and we didn't have time to say thank you......"

"No, you don't." Monk Hua interrupted Ying's thanks with a wave of his hand, "The reward, Yang Lianghe has already paid, one yard to one yard." What do you want to exchange for roast chicken and wine today? ”

This is really not polite at all, Ying Shun's face did not show the displeasure of being interrupted, but continued to ask, "We want to ask about the Chinese Alien Art Alliance fifty years ago, when Daoist Qiu calculated that there was a difference in the sky, and later gathered the members of the alliance to deal with the Nanjing Massacre, what happened here, why didn't it succeed?" ”

"The Chinese Alien Art Alliance..."Monk Hua seemed to think for a moment, he shook his head, and said very perfunctorily, "I don't remember this matter, let's ask another question." ”

Don't remember?!

The old monk clearly didn't want to say it.

Mu Feng and Ying Wei glanced at each other, but they didn't expect that Monk Hua would keep silent about the events of the year.

"Master, the events of the year were a matter of importance, and I think there must have been some serious changes, which involved so many lives......"

Before Mu Feng's words were finished, Monk Hua interrupted him again, "Don't call me master, I don't have a good memory, and if I don't remember the past, I don't remember it." If it really matters, you will always know what you should know when you can. Change the question! ”

Ying Wei was helpless about the flower monk's tone, the other party was unwilling to say it, and he couldn't force him to say it. "Then the master always remembers Qin Rei, why was Qin Rei injured back then?"

"Qin Reverse?" Monk Hua opened his eyes when he heard this name and looked at Ying Wei carefully, and just when the two thought he would say something, he lowered his head again, "I don't remember either." You young people, why do you always hold on to the past, since it has passed, you should learn to let go. ”

Just like you, you simply don't remember anything, or pretend you don't remember.

Mu Feng complained in his heart, seeing that it was impossible to ask about the things of the year. He took out the runic paper from the ancestral house and the mutilated circle of copying from the cloth bag. "Master, these have nothing to do with the past, the family was targeted by the bull demon, saying that one person had to die to avoid this difficulty. These things were recently arranged by someone who wanted to pass on the yin qi to others and let others die in their place. Can the master see who wrote this? ”

Monk Hua didn't say that he didn't know this time, he glanced at the broken formation, and actually guessed that there should be a bronze circle in Mu Feng's hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, the person who had the accident should have picked up something that shouldn't have been picked up, I estimate that eight times out of ten. Jiuhui is a bronze circle. ”

Monk Hua didn't care about Mu Feng and Ying Rebellious's surprise, and continued, "That thing is not a bull demon, it will hear the cow bark, just because they have encountered a machine spirit. If the spirit of the vessel is long for the demonic power, the bronze is older than the porcelain, and generally speaking, the evil qi is much heavier than the porcelain. And the bronze ware has the shape of a cow, and if there is a special opportunity for these old things, the breath on their bodies will mutate into a tool spirit, which can also be regarded as a kind of monster.

Different from the bull demon, most of the demonic power of the bronze bull spirit is concentrated in a certain part of the artifact, according to my experience, most of this is concentrated on the iron ring on its nose, there is a professional word, yes, it is called 棬. Generally speaking, the bronze is buried in the ground, and the spirit of the instrument is bound by the location of the artifact and cannot move at will, but if its power is attached to it, just a small bronze ring, it can control this small thing to leave the tomb and come to the world.

Of course, there is also a possibility that a tomb robber stole the bronze artifact, and the spirit of the artifact moved with the movement of the artifact.

These formations and rune papers you brought are especially for dealing with machine spirits. The machine spirit is different from the monsters that ordinary animals practice.,They turned out to be dead things.,Except for their former owners.,There's no special affection for humans.,Because it's been buried underground for a long time.,So it's particularly easy to resent.,There's not so much right and wrong.,I mean,After it's unearthed, it will attack humans at will.。 Therefore, most of the machine spirits are disliked by monks.

Combined with what you said about hearing the sound of a cow barking, and this magic circle against the machine spirit, I guess what you encountered was a bronze cow machine spirit. It's easy to say that this thing is difficult to dissolve, as long as its real body, the bronze, is broken. In addition, it takes a lot of thought to resolve it.

Although there is a solution to grafting, but after all, it is a life for a life, and it is not very used, if you ask who will use this formation, I can say that this person is not simple. It is absolutely impossible for someone who knows this spell not to use normal methods to resolve it. ”

Mu Feng chuckled in his heart when he heard this, and he took out the bronze ring and handed it to Monk Hua, "What does the master mean is that the person deliberately let people die as a substitute for the dead ghosts?" ”

Monk Hua glanced at the bronze circle and nodded affirmatively, "There is still a bit of demonic power left on this one, but it is useless, most of its power has been consumed."

Let's put it this way, using machine spirits to attack others was not a new thing in the past. There's a saying that don't pick wildflowers on the side of the road, and that's pretty much what it means. Something possessed by a machine spirit will give people a special feeling, even if it is an inconspicuous small iron ring, it will attract the attention of some people.

This iron ring has been spelled, and picking up this thing is not an accident, it is a calculation. The person who picks it up will be quickly injected with yin qi and then immediately dying. You should understand the rest of the matter, of course, there is such a person who can help, saying that it is necessary to use the method of grafting, otherwise that person can only wait for death, some people will agree, and then they can calculate the person who wants to calculate. ”

Mu Feng felt vaguely wrong before, why did Mu Jianguo just meet a Taoist priest, and this Taoist priest also proposed a solution to harm the lives of others, but now that I think about it, is this for myself?

"Master, why do you want to go around in such a big circle?"

"Boy, you don't understand this." Monk Hua carefully looked at the wooden seal again, "This harm person has to bear cause and effect, some cause and effect are easy to bear, and some will have big obstacles to cultivation. For example, if he picked it up for A, the monk directly harmed A, but he proposed to save A, even if he resolved this evil thought, and A transferred his death to B, and B then transferred it to D, and from the perspective of cause and effect, it is much more distant from the person who first cast the spell to harm people. Although the man gave these transferred formations and runes, it was not him who moved the real killing intent, but A and B.

I'm just a simple explanation, in addition to downplaying cause and effect, there are other possibilities, for example, the caster is testing whether the transferred person has the ability, this is also a kind of aerial fighting method, although these things are not common, but they still happen in the cultivation world.

Are you still tender? Cultivation is not as simple as cultivating spells. ”

Mu Feng listened to Monk Hua's explanation, and he seemed to see the tip of the iceberg of the complexity of the cultivation world. And he vaguely understood that Mu Jianguo's death was really related to himself, why did that Taoist priest do this?

Monk Hua couldn't say what sect this formation came from, he only knew that it was a Taoist thing. "If you really want to check, it's better to ask your Taoist friends, I'm a monk and I don't know everything. But I can tell you, although there are sects of magic now, but the real master can understand everything, and when he reaches a certain level, he will not be confined to the scriptures, and it is hard to say who the Taoist priest you met is. ”

Mu Feng confirmed that he might have met a Taoist priest with bad intentions, but he didn't know why he was targeted. He was a little unhappy, but he didn't have a clue at the moment, and he couldn't ask anything else about Monk Hua, so he had to leave.

Monk Hua listened to the footsteps of the two getting farther and farther away, he looked at the mutilated Buddha statue in front of him, and sighed, what is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart. When the two of them really realized this, it was time for the fog to lift.

Before that, the Buddha said that it could not be said.

**

If you can't figure out something, put it aside first, and the clues will always come out.

Mu Feng thinks so, and Ying Wei thinks so too.

"You haven't been to the Forbidden City yet, have you?" Ying Wei remembered that Mu Feng had been in the capital for a long time, but he hadn't shopped at all, so it was better to relax. "Are you interested in shopping, I have a friend who is going there to film, do you want to see it?"

"Yes!" After the little black lion pestered the wooden seal and translated, it first echoed and wanted to play. As a year beast, I really want to go to the palace where the human emperor lives, and when there was an emperor before, the year beast couldn't get in, but now I can finally go in and take a turn.