[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming did not chase the evil way, but waited until the evil way left and investigated the broken temple. Immediately afterwards, Mu Qingming discovered the secret of the Long Worm Mountain, and also discovered that this evil way was using excessive soul magic in the temple. Led out the little ghost please go home, Qi Gao couldn't wait to go to the incense and worship, and then fell asleep after dropping three drops of blood. Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Qi saw the Taoist appear in a dream and called for help. 】

Human beings have three souls and seven spirits, and they all seem to be connected together, but in fact, each of them can be split through magic to become ten independent individuals. And the magic that can split the soul is the soul splitting.

This magic is the unique secret of the Shangqing School; The so-called Shangqing faction, as soon as you look at the name, you know that it is a sect of Taoism. But this name is little known, it has another name, which is also very famous among the people, word of mouth, commonly known as - Maoshan faction.

A hundred years ago, because of a coincidence, Mu Qingming caught a demon with the Taoists of the Maoshan faction, and he used to have a little friendship. Although Mu Qingming later used the past smoke and cloud technique to wash away the memories of the Shangqing sect Taoist he knew according to the rules of the dragon lockers, when they caught demons together, Mu Qingming also learned about the soul splitting technique from small talk.

As the saying goes, the goose has left a voice and the person has left a name, and the soul needs to be out of the body, and the soul will inevitably fall traces after the soul is out of the body. At this time, the stone steps at his feet were covered with bits of blue fluorescent light after the soul passed by, and the air was still filled with the true qi required by the Shangqing Sect to cast the spell, so he could see at a glance that the soul splitting technique had been performed here.

"What is a split soul?" Mo Han, who was not very experienced, frowned and asked; These two words are the first time Mo Han has heard them since he was born.

Mu Qingming put away his confusion, told her in detail about this soul splitting operation, and doubts appeared on his face, and muttered thoughtfully: "Unreasonable? As the saying goes, demons have demon methods, and Tao has Taoism. It's obviously a demon, why would he split the soul Dao technique? ”。

"Is it possible that this demon is a disciple of the Shangqing faction?" After hearing this, Mo Han thought for a while, and then said slowly.

It's not unreasonable for her to think so, for example, she is a fox demon, but now she has also become a dragon locker. If the dragon locker can make such an exception, why can't the Shangqing faction?

"Impossible." Under the night wind, Mu Qingming, who was hunting in his robe, shook his head slowly, and his brows furrowed even tighter: "Not all sects are dragon lockers. For this kind of long-established Daomen, in line with the principle of eliminating demons and defending the Dao, they all have a rule not to become, that is, only accept people as disciples, not demons. ”。

After a pause, Mu Qingming turned his head to look at Mo Han, smiled indifferently and asked, "Do you think they will be like us, paying attention to the equality of individuals, demons, demons, and all beings?" In line with the doctrine that good and evil are not separated, they wish that all the demons in the world are evil and slaughter them. ”。 After finishing speaking, Mu Qingming's smile became a little thicker.

Mo Han glanced at him, and asked a little unconvinced: "Then you say, why does a demon know how to divide souls?" ”。

The night wind was even stronger, wreaking havoc in this desolate and ruined temple, blowing the thatch growing on the ruined walls to the side.

Mu Qingming then pondered, and at the same time put away his smile. In the silence of all sides, only the howling wind of the late night, after making a whirring sound in the dilapidated temple, went away into the distance.

It wasn't until a moment later that he slowly spoke: "At present, I'm just guessing, maybe the demon is just on the body of that person?" ”。

"It's not a ghost, and the upper body is not right." After hearing this, Mo Han thought for a while, and then said abruptly: "You also said that demons have demon magic, and the Tao has Taoism. There is such a thing as upper body possession, and our demon clan really doesn't know. ”。

"But you will invade. For example, didn't your fox demon ancestor Daji also occupy the body of Zhendaji by invading his body? Mu Qingming's thoughts were also a little confused, and after that, he kept silent and pondered again.

He understands the invasion of the body, which is the invasion of a demon's primordial spirit into a person's body, which is a bit similar to taking away. But after the invasion, the monster can't have the knowledge and magic in front of this person.

Mu Qingming had already stretched his brows slightly, and he wrinkled even tighter, and the Sichuan characters on his forehead were clearly visible.

"Dumbfounded." It was rare to see him so embarrassed, Mo Han hurriedly ridiculed: "I'm usually very clever, but I'm also stumped, right?" ”。

"That's right, you demon clans are all so demonic, can I not be stumped?" Mu Qingming replied indignantly, then shook his head suddenly, and shouted: "Don't worry about it for the time being, let's take a look around first." Since there are no clues, let's wait for new clues to appear. ”......

Qi Gao, who went down the mountain, entered the city along the Baoshun Gate in the north of the city, which overlooked the Beijing Tower, and went in the direction of Jiulong Pool.

In the spring city after the rain, even the soil is full of freshness. In the night breeze, there is still the dampness that has not yet receded, which makes it feel refreshing.

Qi Gao, who was walking all the way south, went straight to his mansion on the bank of the Xima River.

Don't look at Qi Gao as a rough man in the horse racing gang, but the place to live is not bad. It is a two-story civil engineering structure house with a four-in-five courtyard and a four-in-five courtyard by the water. The overall layout is rigorous and regular, the courtyards are closely connected, and the traditional building techniques of the corner buildings are adopted between the courtyards on the second floor.

The lattice pattern of the doors and windows in the courtyard is more complicated, which is not the same as the simple tic-tac-toe grid and brocade grid in the Ming Dynasty, which is a typical Qing Dynasty building.

The carved lattice doors, every pattern on the exquisite and transparent windows, are smooth lines, fine knife work, for this gorgeous and quiet house, add a bit of simple and elegant charm, and more colorful.

This house was bought by Qi Gao after he made a fortune, and since then, Qi Gao has moved his family to live in the city of Kunming.

Came to the gate with the vigorous and powerful "Qi Fu" plaque written in front of the door and stood behind, Qi Gaocai walked all the way, couldn't put it down, took it in his hand, looked left and right dozens of times, and put the little ghost's golden body into his sleeve, and then knocked on the red paint door.

Immediately afterwards, the door opened, and the door of the old dragon bell poked its head out from behind the door, and after looking Qi Gao up and down for a while with the red light from the red lantern hanging from the door, he hurriedly turned sideways and said respectfully: "Master, you can count it back." Madame has been waiting for you to eat. ”。

"There's something going on in the warehouse." After a simple prevarication, Qi Gao stepped over the threshold and stepped into the house.

Qi Gao strode forward, and after walking through the courtyard with stone tables and stone benches and green vine trees, which made it look particularly quiet, he came to the brightly lit main hall.

On the table of the Eight Immortals in the hall, there are still dishes that have just been heated and are still steaming. A middle-aged woman who was slightly blessed, but still dignified, sat quietly at the table of the Eight Immortals, and immediately showed a tender smile when she saw Qi Gao enter the door.

She is Qi Gao's wife, the only lady. In this era when concubines were legal, Qi Gao never took concubines, and always maintained his status as a lady in Qi's mansion as a rich lady who eloped with him when he was a poor boy.

Even though Qi Gao is rich now, and his wife's stomach has never been angry, and he has not been able to give birth to a son and a half daughter, Qi Gao has never disliked his yellow-faced wife, and has always remained the same, and he and his wife are in love with each other.

"I'm sorry, Ahh Qi Gao, who sat opposite Mrs. Qi, first apologized to Mrs. Qi and said: "The horse gang is going to go to buy and sell soon, there are a lot of things in the warehouse and warehouse, and I am late to come back." ”。

"It's okay, I know you're busy." Mrs. Qi smiled and raised the wine jug and poured Qi Gao a glass of wine: "So I specially made your favorite money cloud leg to make up for you, move the chopsticks quickly." ”。

As she spoke, she put down the wine jug and handed Qi Gao the chopsticks.

Qi Gao smiled heartily, took the chopsticks and gave some food to Mrs. Ahli, and then chatted with Mrs. and dined.

After being full of wine and food, Qi Gao took advantage of the fact that his wife went to wash, took out the golden body of the little ghost, and placed it in the shrine on the long table behind the table of the eight immortals, and then lit three incense sticks, and after worshipping the little ghost golden body, he bowed very reverently and respectfully, and inserted the fragrance into the incense burner in front of the shrine.

Under the green smoke, Qi Gao stared at the little ghost's golden body and pondered for a moment before turning to leave. After a while, he walked out of the bedroom with a silver needle in his hand.

Since the Taoists have said that they will feed the little ghost's golden body with three drops of blood every day, then why should he wait until tomorrow. The lack of money made him stand in front of the shrine impatiently, and without hesitation, he poked his finger with a silver needle, and after taking a breath of cold air, he squeezed the hole hard, and a drop of red blood gushed out.

Qi Gao followed the direct gaze of the Taoist, and after dripping three drops of blood on the top of the little ghost's head, he put his finger in his mouth and left here.

didn't see it, the blood drops dripping on the little ghost Jin's body slowly slid down the little ghost's cheeks to the mouth of the golden body, but slowly penetrated into the golden body. It's as if you've been sucked into your mouth by this golden body.

As the last trace of blood was inhaled by the golden body, the little ghost behind the green smoke seemed to have a slight upturn in the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

The night was dark. After Qi Gao and his wife went to rest, the servants in the palace also extinguished the lights in the main hall and quietly closed the door.

After a small "pop" on the main hall, in the incense burner in front of the shrine, the burned incense head broke open and fell. On the little ghost Jin in the shrine, a pair of slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and a trace of blood-colored red flashed in the golden pupils.

But like a tidal wave, it quickly faded again. In the main hall, it was once again surrounded by boundless darkness.

In the bedroom behind the main hall, lying on the whole half of the room, there is a roll canopy roof, there is a step below, there is a carved pillar frame before the step, hanging down, leaning on the eaves flower cover composed of the corridor, there is a Qi Gao on the bed of three into a thousand workers, it is already a great work of snoring.

And Mrs. Qi, who was lying beside him, couldn't help frowning, although she was asleep. In her dazed sleep, Mrs. Qi seemed to hear a soft whisper echoing in her ears: "Help me, save me." ”。

These words kept echoing in her ears, making Mrs. Qi snort softly, but her eyes were still closed. It's just that a little bit of horror appeared on his face and between his eyebrows.

Mrs. Qi, who was asleep, suddenly opened her eyes after this voice sounded again, but found that she was no longer in bed, but in a white world.

"Help me." The voice came again. When Mrs. Qi was frightened again, she couldn't help but look away, only to see a weak Taoist who appeared not far in front of him.

[The money cloud leg of the Lock Dragon Man Small Theater - a dish produced in Xuanwei, Yunnan. The money leg is the essence of ham, which is located on the shaft handle of the hind leg of the pig. Ham can be stir-fried, steamed, or stewed, and different cooking methods have their own flavors. The money leg needs to be simmered over low heat, and the aroma is overflowing when stewed, and the smell is delicious. After cooking, the knife is sliced quickly, the cross-section skin is thin and the meat is thick, the lean meat is ruddy, the skin is golden, and the aroma is tangy. Chewable in the mouth, it has a sweet taste and a pliable texture. 】