Now it's time to get down to business

Paper ghosts are quiet ghosts, and if nothing stimulates them, they will always hide in the painting, inactive, and invisible.

However, if it is not visible, I will not be able to accept him, and I may not have to stuff the whole scroll into the gourd.

So I need to stimulate it, and this stimulation is as simple as burning!

Actually, I didn't want to burn the paintings.

After all, it's an old object, so I didn't really burn it. It's just a scene to show the paper ghost in the painting.

After calming the scroll with the soul charm, I left the hotel and came back with an extra induction cooker.

Open fires are not allowed in the hotel, but induction cookers can still be used.

After I bought the induction cooker, I put the scroll in the pool and soaked it slightly, with a little bit of moisture.

The old objects are like this, the paper used on them is good rice paper or even cloth, and it is not afraid of a little moisture.

Then, I plugged in the cooker and placed the painting on the prepared iron pot, which was placed on top of the cooker.

"Paper ghost, I know you heard what I said, I'll give you 10 breaths to show up, otherwise, I'll burn this painting."

Soon, hot air came out of the cooker.

I started counting down.

“9.”

“8.”

There was no reaction from the scroll.

“7.”

“6.”

The picture scroll still did not react, and the hot air on the induction cooker was more intense at the moment.

“5.”

“4.”

“3.”

“2.”

“1.”

I pressed the scroll on the induction cooker, and through the water vapor, the scroll was fine, there was no open flame, but the heat was still very intense.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came from the scroll,

Soon the scroll opened automatically, and the scholar on it lay on the ground in pain.

Sure enough, it was revealed.

I smiled coldly.

The white-clothed scholar lay on the ground with a pained expression on his face.

"What? Ken revealed? Do you want me to ask three or four times? ”

I smiled indifferently, and I rarely reciprocated with kindness, either sympathy or hatred.

In the painting, the scholar sits up with difficulty.

"Dao Chief, can you spare Xiaosheng's life?"

He opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

I ignored him, raised the ghost gourd, prepared to recite the law decision, and accepted the paper ghost.

"The Tao is long and slow, and Xiaosheng has something to ask for."

"Say."

The white-clothed scholar in the painting slowly stood up and bowed to me.

"Dao Chief, I am a person from Chang'an, I am the only son in the family, I was a talent when I was young, and I barely have a fame. However, it was originally a peaceful and prosperous world, but I didn't want any bandits to enter the house, and my father and mother were both killed, leaving me alone in this empty world. I was very sad, so I left a self-portrait, cut myself off, and went to death. But I didn't want to, I didn't reincarnate after death, but I became a ghost in this painting, eh, woo hoo lament. ”

It's a poor ghost again.

I couldn't help but sigh.

"If you have any requirements, you can say it."

"I want to take a look at Chang'an City again and see my hometown."

I agreed to his request anyway.

Then there was a very strange scene on the streets of Chang'an.

A man opened an ancient painting and spoke to the ancient painting as he walked.

Like a fool, the people on the road also looked sideways.

Well, that's right, this idiot is me.

I took paper ghosts and ran everywhere, running all over several famous scenic spots and markets in Chang'an.

At the end of the day, Chang'an still hasn't finished the ride, however, I am too tired.

It's men who have this experience, let you play basketball for a day, you don't get tired, let you walk around the street for an hour, you are so tired that you can't walk.

At night, although Chang'an is not as wonderful as Shanghai at night, the neon is bright, and there are not many passers-by.

I sat on the shoulder of the road on the side of the street, waiting for Shimono Wei to come looking for me.

The scholar in his hand looked at me calmly.

"You're a good guy."

He spoke suddenly.

I laughed.

"Take me, there's no attachment anymore. Thank you, Michijo."

Then, I opened the ghost sealing gourd, and the scholar turned into a black line and slowly inhaled into the ghost sealing gourd.

I put the lid on the ghost gourd.

Suddenly laughed helplessly.

"Recently, I have met some poor ghosts."

I stood up and dusted my butt.

In the distance, I saw Guan Wei smiling at me under the street lamp.

"It's time, let's go."

In fact, I haven't been able to see through Guan Wei. You say he is a good man, he is the seventh god of humanity, both good and evil.

has always had a sunny smiling face, and he is not angry at all when someone is in trouble, but his strength is amazing, and he is kind and scheming.

Although I can't see through him, I still have to guard against it.

On the streets of Xi'an, we walked side by side. I didn't talk much, I smoked a cigarette while he plugged in his headphones and listened to the songs.

Then I walked to the intersection, and there was a black sedan parked quietly on the side of the road.

I looked back at Guan Wei.

"Get in the car, our party is scheduled for Qianling tonight."

Qianling is one of the largest imperial tombs in China.

It is also the only one that has buried the emperor's tomb of the two dynasties and the kings of the two dynasties, and the husband and wife are buried together.

It was the first time I came to Qianling in person, and the Qianling at night was very calm, and there were basically no tourists.

The ups and downs of the building are not gloomy, but domineering.

In my opinion, the aura of the king here is particularly strong, probably because there are two emperors sleeping here.

However, it is obvious that the momentum released by the mausoleum of Tang Gaozong is significantly weaker than that of Wu Zetian's tomb on the edge of the wordless monument.

I don't know if this is related to the aura of these two ancient people before their lives.

Guan Wei beckoned me to go forward, and soon, the two of us walked into the Qianling Tomb in the night.

Qianling is very large, and when I came for the first time, I was not familiar with the route, so I followed behind Guan Wei.

"Why did you choose Qianling?"

I asked.

"You will know later, we are almost there, Niu Lao, Guo Zitomb, Brother Neng is waiting for us, oh, by the way, Brother Neng is the fourth god."

Flames began to appear ahead.

"You raised a fire in Qianling?"

"Yes. Niu Lao said cold. ”

I was dizzy for a while, and I was not afraid of burning the ruins by lighting a fire in the ancient ruins.

Soon, a huge bonfire made of several pieces of firewood came into my eyes.

Niu Lao sat on a huge black chair with his eyes closed.

Guo Zimu leaned against the pillar on the side in a daze.

Standing on the other side of the bonfire was a sturdy man with short black hair and a white hat with a large Noh character engraved on it.

I think he's the fourth god.

"The boy is here."

At this time, Niu Lao opened his mouth to greet me.

The campfire was warm and harsh.

The five of us were standing by the campfire, and my skin was slightly red from the fire.

Guan Wei stood beside me with a smile and stretched out his hand to bake the fire.

"You're the Sixth God?"

Brother Neng looked up at me. There was provocation and warlike intent in his eyes.

"Yes, I am."

I was not afraid, and my eyes were also looking at the past.

Eyes met, and I felt the urge to fight in his eyes, which was the most primitive instinct.

"Yes, I hope that after you recover your strength, you will be qualified to take my move."

He turned his head away from me.

"Don't care, Brother Neng is good, but he's a battle maniac."

Guan Wei whispered a reminder in my ear.

Niu Lao stood up at this time, put his hands behind his back, and looked at me directly.

This old man was suddenly magnified countless times in my eyes at this moment, like the whole sky.

I saw him raise a hand, and a crimson glow flashed on it.

There was a strong wind, and the campfire was blown and danced wildly, and I saw the old cow in the wind as if he was about to pull something down from the sky.

Guan Wei put away his smiling face at this moment, Brother Neng took a step forward, looking at Niu Lao in the wind with an amazing fighting intent, and Guo Zimu looked up at the sky, with piety in his eyes.

Niu Lao suddenly drank violently.

"Luo Yan, under the verification of this heaven and earth, let me ask you, are you willing to become the sixth god of the Humane Heaven for the rest of your life!"

"I do!"

I shouted.

Then, between heaven and earth, a huge aura was sprinkled like a waterfall falling from the Milky Way.

These spiritual energies filled the entire Qianling Tomb, and the momentum was extremely huge.

There is a phantom of a dragon flying in the sky.

There are even more beautiful voices coming.

Suddenly, the sky was golden.

A huge six-character fell from the sky!

I looked at the dragon shadow flying in the sky and listened to the beautiful sound, and my heart was a little stunned.

Especially the huge six-character that fell from the sky.

This is too exaggerated, what should I do if someone takes a picture?

The first thought that popped into me was this.

The golden six characters shrank rapidly in the air, and the aura slowly swirled and converged on the six characters.

I watched the huge six-figure move closer and closer to me, and I felt my body move uncontrollably towards him.

Is this the rhythm that wants to fit in with me?

However, the golden figure shrunk to the size of a fist and slowly stamped on my chest.

"His imprint is on his chest, and the man back then was also on his chest."

Guan Wei muttered to himself.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Behind me, a huge heavenly character suddenly unfolded, and the momentum was domineering and boundless. 151 Kanshu.com .