Chapter 20: The Mantra
All this was clearly seen by Su Yu and Yang Yin, who returned to the painting and chatting Zhai, with water droplets. The two of them snapped up the medicinal materials, and then returned to Hualiaozhai, waiting for Jiang Lin and the others to come back. Su Yu was bored for a while, and played with water droplets.
At this time, his mind was full of questions, and he asked:
"What kind of big man is this fetal hair? In a few words, he fooled Dazhongshan Zhou Fan?"
Yang Yin pursed her lips and smiled:
"Zixin is not a big person who pretends to be a big person, she is very famous. It's just that you don't have a head or a brain, so you dare to provoke her to be mad on weekdays. Even Mr. Jiang would not dare to do such a thing. β
When Su Yu heard this, he concluded that this was bragging for Zixin. This fetal hair is extremely stingy, and it has broken a mirror, and it has bitten him countless times. Just take it as Yang Yin's naughty joke and don't pay attention to it anymore. Then he took Yang Yin's hand, took advantage of the girl's small advantage, and concentrated on mobilizing the water droplets to go to Yiyan Shocking Hall.
Jiang Lin didn't know what kind of mystery he was playing, so he had to ask Yang Yin to take him to listen to the story, and said that it was best to listen to it all morning.
Su Yu shook his head and didn't want to, so Yang Yin coaxed him to say that this was an intelligence center and it was very important.
Su Yu didn't believe it very much, everything he said was hearsay, and there was no seriousness. It's just that I can't help but meet a girl like Yang Yin, anyway, dragging my little hand, you can take it wherever you like, Young Master Su is all from it.
Just after the Chunhua Gate, I heard someone blowing about the feat of the young master of the Su family burning the thirteenth floor. Su Yu's old face flushed. Yang Yin stepped up his urging and the water droplets flew over at once.
As the sun rises, Chunhua Gate is more crowded and noisy than ever.
In a word, the hall was full of people. The extra tables were lined up on the street, and three or four people were next to a bench. There is no one in his mouth who is not talking about the story of the eldest young master of the Su family who burned the thirteenth floor last night.
Some people sigh that rich people are willful, and a good building will be burned if it is said to be burned.
Some people complain that people go to brothels secretly and secretly, but Master Su visits brothels, and the noise is getting bigger and bigger every time, lest the world not know. This time, the entire brothel was burned down, and the whole city woke up. Look, most of the shops on Quehua Street have been destroyed, and there are so many injured and limping people on the street, the Su family will definitely have to suffer a lawsuit this time.
There are also people who lament and cry, what a good place this thirteenth floor is, carved railings and jade, drunk gold. I also thought that after a while, I would stop being haunted, and then I would listen to the peony singing and dancing with the cuckoo. But that's it. That Young Master Su really went too far this time!
More people talked with great interest about their personal experiences from last night, such as the sudden wind, the flames like buds, the light like fireworks, and the loud noise in the water of the Luo River......
Some people are busy talking, others are busy working. The shocked running hall was busy boiling water and making tea, the boss happily calculated the accounts, and looked at the few red dots on the account book that were created by the young master of the Su family, and couldn't help but love the young master of the Su family a little more in his heart.
At this time, a loud voice by the door in the south said, "...... That female ghost is very powerful, as soon as this Young Master Su burned the building, she scalded her skin and fled to the street, with a whistling sound, the windows of the entire Quehua Street were shattered, and they were broken in front of my eyes, and you can see that the glass is still bounced on her face. β
The man pointed to a scar on his face, excited.
The person next to him asked again, "What happened to the female ghost later?"
"Hey, naturally it's dead. After burning the building, there was a strange scream in Huwei Lane, Quehua Street, like a female ghost being choked by the neck. Then the voice was gone, and the ghost was probably dead. β
The people around him looked shocked, "This female ghost is so powerful, who killed her?"
"Naturally, it's the immortals in the painting. The man smiled, "If you can have this kind of magical power, we in Yangzhou City will count paintings and talk about fasting." But that has to be entrusted to our Young Master Su's blessing, don't burn the building, force the female ghost out, and it's not so easy to clean her up!"
The people around nodded their heads and agreed, and they all said that Young Master Su was really heroic.
Su Yu suddenly had an indescribable strange feeling in his heart. I thought that I was scared enough by this so-called female ghost at the time, and in their mouths, I actually became a hero who killed female ghosts, and it was rumored that this thing was really wonderful! But it was also comfortable to be able to pretend to be a hero like this. Su Yu let out a long breath, not noticing that Yang Yin was looking at him strangely, and smiled secretly.
Immediately afterwards, the Mai farmer at the next table sneered: "It's not a female ghost who is being choked by the neck in Huwei Alley. β
Su Yu noticed the person who spoke and sat under the south window. A pile of four, all dressed in the farmer's sackcloth. They all had colors on their faces, and they were absent-minded, and they didn't look like they had come to listen to someone talk about the ancients.
Su Yu recognizes these faces, this is exactly the person who is full of red. He sneered a few times in his heart, no wonder Yang Yin said that Yiyan Jingtang is the intelligence center, these bastards, dare to use Yiyan Jingtang as a joint location. Tilt your head and think about it, gossip gathers here, people come and go, where can news trading be more convenient than a shock?
The storyteller was very upset when he heard that his content was being questioned, and laughed:
"It's not a female ghost screaming, could it be you?"
There was laughter in the hall.
Mai's face became very ugly, and her finger bones turned white.
Su Yu Yang Yin was two, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw this. If the storyteller had known that this was the person who had been beaten up and screamed last night, he would have laughed even louder. After a while, another group of three people came in. Three people immediately walked out of the house, and the three people happened to sit in the empty seats.
"Who are these three people, I don't seem to have seen them last night?"
"All three of them are from different families, and I don't recognize them all. There are not only a few people who came to Yangzhou City to watch the drama last night. Some small sects, I don't know how many. I want to pick up a bargain, but I don't dare to join in the excitement in the city, so I have to inquire about the news now. I didn't expect Mantang to still run this business. It is not possible to buy and sell information without credibility, and it seems that Mantanghong's foundation in Yangzhou City has been for a longer time than Mr. Jiang thought. We can't help but prevent them from having some old immortals hiding deep in the outer city and not coming in, just waiting for us to start fighting with the God of Wealth Temple. In addition to these sects, there are also some lone rangers who also plan to go sightseeing. It is said that even the two strange old men of the haunted no door, no faction, no evil, no good, no evil and no righteousness, and two strange old men of bamboo canes and mango shoes also came out to join in the fun. β
Su Yu looked confused, "It's not a New Year's holiday, why are all these gods gathered?"
Yang Yin restrained his smile, and his voice was slightly heavy:
"After the charm was broken, the God of Wealth Temple issued a crusade order, whoever can force out the master of the painting Liaozhai can enter the Jiangnan Division of the God of Wealth Temple. As soon as the crusade order came out, the rumors would always leak out, and the major yin and yang sects on the rivers and lakes knew that the turmoil was surging, and everyone gathered in Yangzhou City to watch the show. Whether it is the defeat of the Temple of Wealth or the defeat of my painting, there is no harm in their benefit.
What's more, I have the shortest time to fast, the least seniority, the most famous, and the most powerful practice. Mr. Hua lost his soul in the entire Yin and Yang Realm back then. How many people covet the paintings and all kinds of elves and plants in the chat. It's just that because of the reputation of the sect, it's not good to do too bad things. In contrast, they most want to see the defeat of the God of Wealth Temple, followed by the defeat of the Painting Zhai, they are in a hurry, and they drink some soup. Hum. I give them courage on weekdays, and I don't see them dare to straighten their waists in front of Hua Liaozhai!"
When Su Yu heard this, his eyes gave off a sharp look. This struggle for power is really the same everywhere. Originally, I thought that these so-called worldly masters who practiced health and health could make any exceptions. I didn't expect it to be like this in the officialdom, in the shopping mall, and the same in their yin and yang ways.
"As soon as the gentleman heard that the God of Wealth Temple had issued a crusade order, he knew that they were not in good spirits. It's nothing more than manipulating people's hearts, knowing that my painting and chatting are all fat in the eyes of the Yin and Yang family, and leading these sects in, putting pressure on us and consuming our energy. Knowing that the crisis was on, he decided that he could not sit idly by. The God of Wealth Temple dared to issue a crusade order, just to catch the female ghosts on the thirteenth floor, and first hit these people who don't have a long memory.
If you want to save the mirage, it is a good move for Mr. to take. Saving the soul to be free is what Hua Liao Zhai has always done. The point is that the villains of other sects have the heart of a gentleman, and they will never believe that Hua Liaozhai is making a big move at this juncture just to save a group of mirages. So you make a fuss on the thirteenth floor in the middle of the night and make them scratch their heads. The name of Painting Liaozhai is still there, and they only want to do it with lightning speed. When I move, the enemy will move. Seeing that my painting and the Temple of the God of Wealth were moving, the others couldn't hold it steady and jumped out to watch. Mr. is clever, calculates every step, arranges the manpower, and understands the situation in Yangzhou City clearly!"
When Yang Yin said Jiang Lin, his voice became excited and clear. Seeing this, Su Yu was cautious, sour, and said hatefully:
"Jiang Lin is treacherous, saying that he will let me save the mirage, but in fact he uses me as bait to hang on the thirteenth floor. Isn't it possible to achieve it, but I am not afraid that I will not be able to rescue the mirage, not burn the building, and not make a fuss?
Yang Yin heard Su Yu's inexplicable flying vinegar out of thin air, and he was very helpless, so he persuaded Wen Yan:
"Mr. said that Young Master Su is knowledgeable, witty and brave, and he must be able to do it easily to rescue the mirage. Besides, everyone's center was on the thirteenth floor last night, if it weren't for a talent like Young Master Su guarding there, I'm afraid that Mr. 's plan would not have been implemented. Young Master Su is the key to success. After last night, Hua Liaozhai finally muddied the waters and clarified the situation. Look at it, that line of mysterious cloaked people, as well as the stolen objects on the thirteenth floor, weren't they just discovered by Young Master Tuosu's blessing?"
Su Yu's face turned red when he heard this, knowing that this girl was deliberately coaxing people. But his ears have always been very soft, especially the gentle words of a beautiful woman, which are the most irresistible. I only felt that Yang Yin's soft voice was very good, and I couldn't help but feel excited, where could I stop my face and recover my hippie smile as soon as possible.
Yang Yin Bingxue was smart, and smiled when she saw this:
"After you lit the fire last night, almost all of my paintings and chats were dispatched, everyone had their own goals and tasks, and the three of us even soaked in the water of the Luojiang River for one night. The six groups went to track the masters of the God of Wealth Temple, and they haven't come back yet. The eight groups went out to stalk and get information, and it is estimated that they are still disguised as various identities on the periphery. The four groups of Sister Feifu Liu don't know where to guerrilla the doglegs of the God of Wealth Temple. Zi Xin Zichou answered in Su Mansion overnight. Uncle He and the others monitored outside the Su house. In the fast, only the gentleman is in charge, strategizing. β
Su Yu can probably imagine thrilling fight scenes when he listens, even a weak and beautiful girl like Yang Yin is on the field, and he went to the thirteenth floor to set a fire and rescue a few mirages, which is the easiest task. Thinking of this, Su Yu was embarrassed.
Yang Yin smiled at this time, "Originally, Mr. didn't expect that you would be bold enough to burn down the building." But the effect of your burn is even better than Mr. thought. Not only did it give these people a slap in the face, but it also did a good thing. Mr. said, "If you burn it, you will at least break the curse of the God of Wealth Temple." It saved him a lot of trouble next. β
Hearing Yang Yin say the word "curse", Su Yu's eyes lit up again. I remember that Jiang Lin once said that the God of Wealth Temple used the entire Yangzhou City to spell them, and he never understood what was going on. Jiang Lin also hesitated, saying that one interception was left behind. At this moment, I just took the opportunity to ask Yang Yin, a good girl who responds to her needs.
Yang Yin really said:
"As soon as the crusade order of the God of Wealth Temple came out, all the branches of the God of Wealth Temple, big and small leaders, but everyone who could count them, wanted to take the order. The trickery of these people came in waves. The female ghost was created by the young master of the Gu family, but she was used by Wu Chang, another master of the God of Wealth Temple who was good at using spells, and placed a 10,000-strong curse. The mantras and mantras of the Yin and Yang family are actually verbal characters, and to put it bluntly, they are a kind of thought. Once a person or a ghost accepts this thought, it is a curse, and the person who is not strong in spirit can no longer erase it from his mind, and that thought always emerges involuntarily, and the more frequent the attack. Or bewitched, or driven crazy, or the sea of consciousness is damaged, and the cultivation is traumatized.
The 10,000-person curse is to put thoughts on a large number of mortals, and as soon as the number of people is large, the trend of public opinion is formed, and the 10,000-person curse is completed. At this time, even if the target person knows the actual situation in his heart, he can't resist the influence of this subtle and ubiquitous thought.
The murder of female ghosts is that the God of Wealth Temple uses people's public opinion to make a spell to make everyone believe in the haunting of the thirteenth floor. If a person says this, some people may not believe it, but the whole Yangzhou City is saying that the thirteenth floor is haunted, so people have to believe it. So you actually secretly accepted this statement more or less, and when you went to the thirteenth floor, even Mr. Jiang was shaken. You don't have to say that you believe it completely. Sure enough, the ghost you see is the appearance of the female ghost in the poem, and the virtual image produced by the mirage on the thirteenth floor is the virtual image that is rumored to fly in the middle building.
In fact, the ghost is the method of the Temple of the God of Wealth, which is drawn by stripping off the essence of the living, and it has no actual appearance. If you haven't heard these rumors, then you naturally won't be afraid or imaginary, and the curse of the God of Wealth Temple will not be able to take advantage of it. The so-called 'three people become tigers, everyone is drunk, and when it is true, there is no place to do it.' It is the best explanation of the flow of mantras and mantras by the Immortal Ghost Sage. β
Su Yu understood it at this moment, but he didn't think so, and muttered: "Isn't it just a psychological suggestion, to put it bluntly, just rely on your mouth to fool around? It's so complicated." Westerners too, much more sophisticated. β
Yang Yin couldn't understand what the 'psychological hint' in Su Yu's mouth was for a while, and only heard Su Yu's Western demon commit it again, so he had to shake his head and continue:
"Sir said, although this spell had a slight effect on him, it was still careless. Although you have the protection of the qi jade pendant, you don't know what is going on for a while. But this idea is small, but it still exists. I can't help it be used by the people of the God of Wealth Temple. You know, thoughts are like weeds taking root, they are easy to generate, but it's troublesome to remove.
The best way to do this is to make another opposite mantra, which requires another opposite thought. But people are strange, always preconceived, trying to convince so many people to believe in another diametrically opposite idea, but the trouble is tight. However, you set fire to the thirteenth floor, and everyone spontaneously said that Young Master Su and the people who painted the chat cleaned up the female ghost together. Rumors together, the curse of ten thousand people is self-defeating, which breaks another way to the God of Wealth Temple. Young Master Su, you are really amazing."
earned a compliment from Yang Yin in vain, and Su Yu grinned.
No wonder Jiang Lin asked Yang Yin to take him around the hall with a shocking word. When the news is distributed, it is natural to feel something directly. It turns out that there is this benefit in burning the building by yourself, and it is not all groundless to praise yourself as a hero, it seems that you really have to listen to it for a morning.
After thinking about it, according to Yang Yin, he also solved the situation for Jiang Lin, and he had a rare opportunity to thank himself. And without further ado, the bastard will pretend to have forgotten in a few days.
Su Yu laughed evilly, and the idea came. This thank you gift - just ask him to ask this powerful and naughty elf Yang Yin to be a sister, and it is okay to be a bodyguard. In this way, you can get tired of it every day and stay away from Jiang Lin's claws. I was very happy with my thoughts, and I asked:
"Where is your lord now, and I have something important to discuss with him now. β
Yang Yin said: "With the fire on the thirteenth floor, Mr. Jiang guessed that the situation was changing faster than he expected. He was worried that the God of Wealth Temple dog would jump over the wall in a hurry and launch a conspiracy in advance. So for the sake of your safety, he went to the bottom of Bibo Lake to get chalcedony in advance. β
"What's the relationship with me? Just under this pool of blue waves, how deep can this pool be?"
Yang Yin said with a smile: "This pool is deeper than the sea eye, otherwise where did the chalcedony come from?" β
When Su Yu heard this, his heart was wide and he was overjoyed.
He likes to be well prepared, "just in case" for the unexpected. When the time comes, you can take the treasure and smash people everywhere, no matter which sect you are, even the most powerful dog in the God of Wealth Temple can't help the secret technique, who are you afraid of?
The more he thought about it, the happier he became, Su Yu moved a chair and sat on the edge of the pool, only patiently waiting for Jiang Lin to take the chalcedony out.
At this time, Qiuhua Street, Bajiegua Lane, the third palatial courtyard. The group stood outside the house with nervous expressions.
Inside the room, there was a muffled coughing sound. A young man in white clenched his hands into fists and stood in front of the windowsill with a very frightened expression, it was Gu Yipan, the young master of the Gu family.
In front of him sat a man in a black cloak on the Taishi chair. The man was expressionless and had only one left hand. It is the leader Wu Chang that Yang Yin said.
In his left hand, he was playing with a brush, which was so ordinary that it looked even cheap. The pen made of reeds has thick and bald tips, like items handed down from ancestors.
At this moment, the brush fell from the man's palm and clicked. The young man's face turned pale, and his body trembled.
"I told you a long time ago, this weeping ghost god is not something that ordinary people can use,"
The man spoke. His voice did not rise or fall in the slightest, just like a demon who had not been lifted for many years was reading and reciting scriptures.
"Now that you have lost a soul and a soul, your father will blame me for lending you a pen. β
The young man's father, Gu Changzai, is one of the three hall masters of the God of Wealth Temple, and holds the economic lifeline of the temple, and the reputation of the Gu family has always been not small in the yin and yang world.
The young man's face was frightened and he coughed repeatedly.
"My father will not blame Uncle Wu, this weeping ghost god is looking forward to begging Uncle Wu to lend it to me. All the results are borne by the little nephew, and it has nothing to do with the uncle. β
The man in the black cloak seemed to be satisfied with the answer, turned his head, and said to the young man:
"You are highly talented, and you have the best qualifications among the new generation of the God of Wealth Temple. Now that you have lost one soul and one soul, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to improve your cultivation again. β
The boy bowed his head in silence.
The corners of the man's mouth curled and asked, "A person in the Yin and Yang Dao can't practice, and this life will be ruined." Your Gu family has two sons dead, and you are only expected to inherit the family business. Now you're a waste. How should your father grieve?"
Gu Yipan lowered his head, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be holding back tears.
The man said, "Do you hate the man who ruined your life, do you want to trample him under your feet and let him taste your suffering?"
When the young man heard this, Huo Di raised his head, and his eyes surged with countless unwillingness, humiliation, and hatred. He gritted his teeth, as if he had struggled for a long time, and finally a word popped out between his teethβ
"Yes. β
The man nodded in satisfaction, "I can give you another chance, this time according to my plan." β
The boy nodded heavily.
The man stretched out his only hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said:
"I still have some friendship with your Gu family, so I won't punish you this time. If things don't work out next time, double it!"
The boy shook and nodded.
The man sneered and walked out. Immediately, there was a scream and wail outside the door.
"It's okay to be painted and used as a dog, even my own young master can't look good. Is it undeserved?"
The man looked at them coldly. Then he looked away at a large swaying tree outside the courtyard, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.
A sneer came out of the corner of his mouth:
"Go ahead and tell your master. My leader Wu is often waiting for him in the Gu family's mansion. β
Outside the courtyard, the shadow disappeared like a gust of wind on Qiuhua Street.
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