Chapter 1213 Soul Urn...
The red carp pondered for a moment and shook his head: "Impossible! The Nightmare's ability is hypnosis, which makes people fall into nightmares and cannot wake up, its main food source is the human soul, the more it sucks, the stronger its ability becomes, and in addition, it eats people's faces at most, and does not like internal organs and the like. β
"If it's not a nightmare, is there a monster that can dig up people's flesh and bones hiding nearby?" I frowned.
"I don't know, but I always feel like it's not easy."
The red carp showed a thoughtful expression, and after a while, he said coldly: "You came to Chang'an Town for the soul jade?" β
I didn't expect her to mention soul jade to me so directly, I was stunned and pretended not to know, and said, "What is soul jade?" I came to Chang'an to find someone. β
Red Carp laughed when he heard my words and said, "Anyway, you saved us last night." β
I smiled: "You don't have to be grateful to me, besides, the nightmare can only confuse people, but it can't confuse the ghost, with the yin ghost on the body, the nightmare can't hurt you at all, right?" β
Since she told me bluntly.
Then I'll say the same, Tu San told me that the Yiling clan is a ghost girl, and last night I saw with my own eyes that when the nightmare attacked her, the soul urn on her waist flew out of a black shadow.
The soul urn, as the name suggests, is an urn that can collect ghosts.
"I checked the information, and it is said that the soul urn is made of ashes burned with yin soil and hydrated willow branches, and after being made into an embryo shape, it is fired in a high-temperature furnace, I don't know if this is the case?"
I looked at the urn around the waist of the red carp, which was indeed shaped like a delicate bamboo basket, and even had beautiful embroidery on it.
The red carp looked at me, didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the room.
Before you know it, night is falling quickly.
After dinner, the people of Maoshan disciples began to stay in shifts, and if the ban on the flute of the dead was not broken for a day, Qi Jiaojiao and the others would not leave.
Last night, the Maoshan disciples lost a lot of people, some of them were sucked by the nightmare, and some of them couldn't even find their bodies and disappeared completely, so tonight, they were extra vigilant.
At night, the east wing room is lit with oil lamps, and through the papier-mΓ’chΓ© windows, the shadow of the fat monk can be seen walking around inside, occasionally stopping to knock on a wooden fish.
There are a lot of people around the east wing, if I go in, I will definitely not be full of Qi Jiaojiao, and there will inevitably be some trouble at that time.
Just when I was worried about this matter, Qi Jiaojiao actually took the initiative to find me.
"Hey! And who! The fat monk said that to break the ban on the flute of the dead, you need your blood to guide it, and you pay a price, it should be nothing. Qi Jiaojiao squinted at me.
"Let me contribute blood, an invisibility talisman." I replied lightly.
"You ......"
Qi Jiaojiao just wanted to get angry, but seemed to think of something, and finally endured it: "Okay!" It's just an invisibility talisman, you hurry over, I don't have time to spend it with you! β
I smiled and walked out.
The fat monk found this reason to see me, which is very suitable, and I want to see what medicine is buried in his gourd tonight.
After going out, I stretched out my hand to Qi Jiaojiao and motioned for him to give the invisibility charm first.
The corners of Qi Jiaojiao's mouth trembled, her expression stiffened, and she seemed to be holding back her anger.
"You'd better pray that the Flute of the Dead can successfully break the ban, otherwise this invisibility talisman of mine won't be so easy to hold!"
Qi Jiaojiao slapped the white invisibility charm on my hand, and the words almost squeezed out from between her teeth.
"Thank you...... A good man has a safe life. β
I smiled, took the invisibility charm in my hand, and walked towards the east wing.