Chapter 163: Ghost Press
The entire Council of Elders lasted almost two hours.
By the time the presbytery was over, it was already the middle of the night.
The whole person left the conference room in a daze, and Zhang Wuchen didn't know how he got back to his room.
When he returned to the room, poured a cup of herbal tea left over from the day before yesterday and drank it all, Zhang Wuchen came back to his senses a little.
It's just that God has come back a little, but he can't figure out what the situation is.
The Taiji Sect, which had always been tightly in his hands, suddenly changed hands?
Obviously, more than sixty of the eighty-eight elders of the Council of Elders are his people.
How is it that his proposal failed to pass by a show of hands in his home stadium?
When did his Council of Elders become the Elder Taishang?
What was going on here? Why didn't he even feel the slightest bit about it?
I haven't even received a single notification!
I thought about it for a long time, and I struggled for a long time.
The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, the more I thought about it, the more incomprehensible I became, thinking that the whole person was starting to be autistic, and Zhang Wuchen couldn't get out of the tip of the horns.
Tai Chi Zong, in one room.
Zhang Wuchen arranged a guest room before convening the elders' meeting to entertain Su Han and the others to stay temporarily.
When night fell, the presbytery didn't end, knowing that it would be difficult to get a result today, Su Han lay down on the bed to rest after dinner.
Late at night, in the haze, Su Han, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, felt that there seemed to be something moving around him.
I wanted to open my eyes, but my eyelids seemed to be in the middle of a thousand pounds, and I couldn't open them.
I tried to move my body, but I found that my whole body seemed to be infused with copper and lead, and I couldn't bend even a finger.
The consciousness is clearly awake, but it seems that he does not feel the existence of the body.
In other words, the body is still the same body, but it seems that it no longer belongs to itself, and is not controlled by its own consciousness.
Ghost Press!
The background of the royal family and the living environment that has been heavily protected since he was a child made Su Han never experience such an incident as a ghost pressing the bed, but this did not prevent him from seeing similar descriptions from some biographies and other books.
And the ghost press in those text descriptions is exactly the same as what he is experiencing at this moment.
It's just that...... Ghost press?
He is now also a little monk at the peak of the True Yuan Realm who can break through to the True Dan Realm at any time, how could an ordinary ghost press find him?
As for some powerful ghost cultivators...... It's crazy that they'll find themselves, right?
Don't know who his grandmother is?
His thoughts were extraordinarily clear, his mind was not affected in the slightest, but his body still couldn't move a bit.
Careful thoughts were constantly turning in his heart, and Su Han tried hard to control his body.
Desperately breathing, breathing heavily, trying to break through the feeling of being imprisoned.
The mind is almost entirely concentrated between the index finger of the right hand, and all the thoughts are used to control the curvature of the index finger.
Move!
As long as you move a little, it's all easy to talk about later.
The most feared thing about the ghost press is that it can't break the dilemma that can't be moved.
As long as the body can move a little, it is easier to break this state.
"I'm not a ghost. ”
Just as Su Han was trying to control his body and wanted to move his fingers, a soft voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Shocked, Su Han subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to speak.
I tried a few times, but my lips couldn't move a bit.
"You're not being pressed by a ghost right now, if you want to speak, you can try to transmit sound. ”
Transsion?
Su Han's voice was slightly cold, "Who are you?"
"I'm the Weaver Girl. ”
"Weaver Girl?"
The voice said, "For as long as I can remember, I've been weaving clouds in the Heavenly Palace."
Every day, I am responsible for compiling the morning glow and sunset, and decorating the colors of the heavenly palace.
The immortals of the Heavenly Palace all know me and know me.
They all called me Weaver Girl, I didn't have a name, or I don't remember what I called.
Over time, the Weaver Girl became my name.
The name has been with me for as long as I can remember, until I became the statue I am today.
Oh yes.
Don't be afraid, you're not being crushed by a ghost, it's just that I pulled your consciousness into the statue of my body.
That's why you can't see anything, you can't open your eyes, you can't bend your fingers. ”
When Su Han heard this, he secretly frowned in his heart.
Without her permission, she pulls her consciousness into her body.
The man seemed very rude.
"Why are you pulling my consciousness into your body?"
"I want to ask you for a favor," the Weaver Girl said lightly.
"Help?" Su Han was displeased, did he ask someone for help like this? Is this the attitude that asking someone to help should have?
As if feeling the displeasure in Su Han's heart, the Weaver Girl explained, "I have no way to get out of this statue, I can only spend some price to pull your consciousness in."
Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to communicate with you. ”
Despite the explanation, Su Han was still unhappy with this behavior, but he didn't show it obviously.
After a moment of silence, he asked in a flat voice, "What do you want me to do for you?"
She said, "I want you to take me somewhere." ”
"A place, a place?"
Weaver Girl paused, then said, "I don't know. ”
Su Han: "......"
For this answer, there is some speechlessness.
You asked me to take you to a place where you don't know where you're going.
You don't even know where you're going, so where do you let me take you?
Feeling Su Han's speechlessness, the Weaver Girl explained, "I really don't know where I'm going, but as long as I get to that place, I can feel it and recognize it."
As I said earlier, for as long as I can remember, I have been weaving clouds in the Heavenly Palace.
For as long as I can remember, I haven't left the Heavenly Palace for a long, long time, and I haven't been to any other place.
But in my memory, or rather in my dreams, I often dream of a place.
I don't know if it's only night and no day, or maybe it's because every time I see it, it's in a dream.
Anyway, every time I see it in my dreams, there is only a bright starlight.
The stars are twinkling, countless stars are sprinkled from the sky, and the whole space is dotted with countless colorful colors.
In the middle of that space, there was a very beautiful palace with a girl in it.
The girl seems to sleep a lot, and she sleeps every time I dream about it.
I couldn't wake her up, and I didn't try to wake her up.
I...... I want to go there, I want to actually go there and have a look.
I...... Wanted to see her. ”
A star-studded, colorful space.
Very beautiful palace with sleeping girl.
Su Han frowned, the direction of this description seemed to be a bit broad, just based on the description of this few words, it seemed difficult for him to deduce what she was talking about.
And I don't know what the exact place is, where can he go to find it?
All by luck?
Well...... If you lose your shoes, you shouldn't have to make too much effort to find them.
It's just that...... Did he say he was going to help her?
For no reason, why did he bother to help her?
So......
"You should know that there should be quite a few places that match your description.
With just a few words to describe it, it's hard to pinpoint exactly where you're going.
If you really want to find it, it should be very troublesome and time-consuming.
Of course, the most important thing is ...... Why should I help you?"
Although he felt that it should not be difficult to find the place that the Weaver Girl said when he lost his shoes, Su Han still described the difficulty a little more, and made it clear that he had no reason to help her.
"I ......"
The Weaver Girl hesitated and said, "You help me, I can pay you." ”
"You've become a statue yourself, what can you pay me?"
Give me your body?
A stone statue, it's useless to give me what I wanted.
Is it possible to put it at the door to look good?
There was silence for a long, long time, so long that Su Han thought that he had refused too resolutely, so that the other party was angry and didn't ask for help from him, and he didn't care about himself and didn't send him away.
Just when Su Han couldn't help but wonder if he could find a way to return his consciousness to his body first, and then call his master, grandmother, and grandmother to find a place, the voice of the Weaver Girl sounded again.
Along with her voice, there was a rune that still caught Su Han's sight, or directly reflected in his mind, even if he couldn't open his eyes, even if he couldn't see anything.
"Is this okay?"
asked cautiously, as if she was afraid that Su Han wouldn't know what this thing was, and the Weaver Girl explained another.
"This rune has been on me for as long as I can remember.
Because of the existence of this rune, I have the property of near-immortality, even if I am killed, even if I commit suicide, I will be resurrected again after I die.
And this rune is in my body, and unless I am willing to transfer it to someone else, it will be difficult for others to deprive it from me, no matter what means. ”
Looking at this familiar rune, Su Han chuckled, "However, your rune is already broken." ”
"I ......"
There was a bit of sadness in the Weaver Girl's voice, "I was trapped for a while, and I gave birth to two children during that time.
This rune cannot be taken away by others, but some of its power will be passed on to the child I have born.
That's how the rune was broken, but the other part was on the tengu's body.
The runes that had been passed down to my children seemed to lose their undeniable properties, and the Tengu devoured my two children, taking the other part of the rune mutilation from them.
I...... You ......"
"You're trying to say that I can find the other half of the mutilated rune from the tengu myself," Su Han said in a faint voice, "right?"
"Hmm. ”
Su Han laughed softly twice, and in the unknown reason of the Weaver Girl, he made a strange and mysterious syllable.
"Pro!"
The next moment, a force descended from the same root as the broken rune.
"You...... You ......"
The Weaver Girl seemed to be shocked, and she couldn't express the horror in her heart for a long time.
"So, I've already mastered the power of this text, so why bother to collect two halves of the broken rune?"
Smiling lightly, Su Han asked rhetorically.