Chapter Thirty-Three: An Arrow Brings Courage Back
When Zixin walked out of the prison gate, it was already night.
Half of the people gathered around the prison gates. The rest of the nail heads waited for a long time, and they were all on the ground, and they all rose to their senses when they saw him. The masters of each family instructed that they could not leave today, and as long as the person who painted and chatted about fasting came out, they had to ask for an explanation.
Seeing the boy come out, he wanted to rush forward in a swarm, but the boy shot over with cold eyes and taught people to hair. I had to look sideways angrily in place.
Everyone knows that although people are angry, they dare not come forward. There are a few families who have invited them to paint and chat before, and these families have seen it with their own eyes, and they know very well in their hearts: this little boy, playing in the mirror, is like a real fairy, and it is not something that ordinary people like them can afford to provoke.
Zixin walked by himself, looking at the way they wanted to do it and cowered, and secretly felt funny.
When he walked to Quehua Gate, a drop of water suddenly fell on his hair, and Yang Yin's voice came from inside:
"Zixin, there are also people making trouble outside the painting chat. The eight groups of Shuying sisters came back with news, and Wu Chang sneaked back to Qiuhua Street with a group of people. The fourth group of Xu Yishan also found that Man Tanghong and Bu Operator were near the thirteenth floor, and they had already picked the stage.
Mr. Jiang thinks that the God of Wealth Temple may directly engage with us, and the so-called 'heads-up' rumors are not all false. So let the Tang and Song brothers and sisters go to the periphery later, Xu Yishan is still on standby outside the thirteenth floor, so that he can answer you, you can't drive them away. ”
Zixin snorted, "I can fight alone, and they will come to make up something." ”
Yang Yin smiled, "You are arrogant, Mr. said, the Linjiang mirror has cracks, if you start fighting later, don't make a move if you can." Mr. communicates with Linjiang Mirror in Zhai, and everything is handled by Mr.
In addition, Mr. said that once the shadow of the dog in the God of Wealth Temple is really found, let Young Master Su let the police go home to avoid harming the pond fish. ”
Zixin reluctantly snorted again. The droplets leap into the air and fly into the air.
Turning the road to Quehua Street, Zixin walked briskly, and soon saw Su Yu, who was waiting impatiently, sitting alone in the tofu shed, so bored that he used a flashlight to attract mosquitoes.
Seeing Zixin, Su Yu hurriedly caught up, looked behind him, and sat down dejectedly:
"Why do you send a fetal hair over?
Su Yu pointed to the jade pendant on his chest, and then pointed to the thirteenth floor. The fluctuations that came from it just now were bigger than the fluctuations of the whole day.
"Those souls seem to have a very complicated doorway, and the qi is ****, I just felt that it was not very peaceful. ”
Zixin took out the Linjiang mirror from his arms, glanced at Su Yu and said: "The master sits in the fast, and has his own way to use the Linjiang mirror to make means." If it weren't for the fact that your Young Master Su learned a set of good footwork, the master would have been able to come and go freely through the Linjiang mirror. Well, now, even if something happens later, the master can't get out. ”
Su Yu was embarrassed, touched the back of his head and smiled. The tail of stepping on the Linjiang mirror has been grabbed by Zi Xin, as long as Zi Xin mentions this, Su Yu must be short of breath, and he usually has a mouth like a river, and he can't say a word at this time.
Zixin ignored him and stepped into the ruins with a crisp foot. Su Yu was taken aback: You have a fetal hair, you really have the courage to wrap your body, and you also rushed to make do with it? I wanted to hold it, but then I thought about it: This fetal hair must have the ability, otherwise where would Jiang bastard be so relieved? It still depends on Jiang bastard's arrangement.
I had to go back to the tofu shop and sit down, but my eyes were looking around. The God of Wealth Temple, a group of faceless and skinless dogs with shameless wisdom, may secretly make a sneak attack, so they have to guard against it!
With a roll of his eyes, he called the police captain Sun Yiguo and asked him to take a few people around the thirteenth floor and start martial law patrols across the nine alleys.
Zixin walked to the middle of the ruins on the thirteenth floor, looked up at the dark night sky, and there were no stars at all. Qi focused on his eyebrows, looked intently, and sure enough, he saw dozens of wisps of light slightly glowing with yellow and white intertwined floating and entangled, and his face was blurred. The few souls in the middle were difficult to parry, and they were all pulled and gnawed by other souls.
The soul is not visible to the naked eye, and can only be reflected through the spiritual sensing of the sea, as if "seeing". The lighter the color you see, the weaker your soul is.
Zi Xin could feel that the soul above seemed to have been stripped away by something again and again, and it actually evaporated a trace of extremely thin airflow, and then slowly rose and naturalized in the air. Each time it is scattered, the color fades by one point. I knew in my heart that this was probably the process of naturalizing the soul of the earth's qi.
When a person dies and is buried in the earth, it is to borrow the function of naturalizing the soul by using the earth's qi, the so-called "entering the earth for peace". In the past, Maoshan, a giant in the yin and yang world, was good at finding dragon points and refining corpses by borrowing earth qi.
The origin of all things in the world is the origin of the earth's qi, and the Yin-Yang Tao has the so-called "enlightenment and enlightenment of the four unknowns": "The fish in the water do not know in the water, the birds in the wind do not know in the wind, the people in the blessing do not know the blessing, and all things do not know the earth's qi."
It can be seen that the earth qi is often the most ethereal and difficult to perceive directly. Only a few natural spirits in the world or those who are familiar with unique methods similar to Maoshan can perceive the earth's qi. Zixin can only judge the strength of the earth's qi through the naturalization of these souls.
Generally speaking, it takes as little as three to five years to turn into heaven and earth before the soul is buried in the earth. And these spirits have only been here for a day, and the color has become so pale.
Looking at the sharply weakened soul, Zi Xin couldn't help but sigh: It seems that the master guessed correctly, the earth qi here is concentrated, and it was indeed the eye of the ley line array.
It is also a loss that the temple of the god of wealth can pick a place. You must know that Maoshan has been cut off for hundreds of years, and I don't know where these people learned it. The leyline array is really worthy of being an ancient famous array, even if the eye of the array has been destroyed, the qi machine can still be so vigorous.
Zixin turned the mirror to the sky and said softly, "Master, you can start." ”
A soft voice came from the mirror: "Ji Guang!"
The riverside mirror glowed with a soft light, pouring out like flowing water. It was like an ocean of light that spread across the entire ruins. For a while, the vicinity of the thirteenth floor was as bright as day, and the entire dark thirteenth floor was reflected very clearly. Burnt wood, fragments of glittering glass ceramics, smoking ash heaps, all in plain sight.
Immediately, these seas of light were like wind and waves, and the waves emitted sparkling waves, breaking into even symmetry, flickering and jumping with each other, which was very beautiful. The soul that was in turmoil above was also calmed down a lot at once.
Su Yu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it, although he had been in the painting chat for a long time, his eyes were not small. But this beautiful and serene vast sea of light is also the first time I have seen it.
The attention of the surrounding police officers was all attracted and dumbfounded. It is said that there are immortals living in the painting and chatting house, which turns out to be true. Damn, I'm going to go to the door of the painting in the future to wander around the door and get a little fairy.
In the mirror, Jiang Lin changed his technique again, and read: "Pian Yu!"
The waves flew up in parts, and the light was like substance, and it turned into a feather-like diamond-shaped block of light, flying in all directions, like the ocean turning into the sky. Piece by piece jumped and rushed forward.
Then, as if encountering some margin, the light feather scattered outward for two feet, and then turned back. Finally, with Zixin as the center, pieces of light gather and piece together into a circle, rising above Zixin's head, like a piece of water with soft light, separating the space in half.
The soul is above, and the earth is below.
The mangshou on the roof of the building opposite the thirteenth floor looked at the light and exclaimed:
"It's a good idea to draw a chatting boy, first of all, it will be much easier when you can attract souls. If you directly compete with the earth for souls, it will take a lot of effort!"
The bamboo cane sneered, "What's worth looking at this kind of little, hurry up and finish these few wisps of soul, Lao Tzu is still waiting to watch the show." You see, the people on the field are almost impatient. ”
Although the eyes of the bamboo cane of the mango shoes looked at it, I couldn't help but smile, although it seemed to be empty.
"Hey, isn't that a begonia flower, and it's not too dirty to hide in the stove. Manshoee suddenly pointed to a hermitage and squinted.
The bamboo cane looked at it intently when he heard the sound, and snorted, "Cheap that big heavy mountain stick!"
Manshoee patted his hands happily, "Very good, very good, there are more people watching the play tonight, and there are more people who want to play." It must be very lively later. ”
And among the ruins on the thirteenth floor, the auspicious light feathers rose, and the soul above slowly quieted down, no longer restless. Zixin flicked his hand into the air, and the light of the soft glass rippled.
The souls that were wrapped in a ball of spirits above slowly dispersed, each wrapped in the light of these feathers, slowly, like a caterpillar spinning silk into a cocoon, and like a transparent amber, yellow and white hanging over the ruins, high and low. Those souls finally settled down, and one by one they stayed quietly in the auspicious light and feathers.
Zixin counted carefully, and finally sighed slightly, "If you miss three souls and four spirits, you should be eaten." Gu Yipan is the easiest to distinguish, and he has been eaten with one soul and two souls. ”
In the mirror, Jiang Lin sighed with pity and sighed: "The east of the forgotten river flows into the sea of knowledge, and an arrow brings the courage back." Guys, go back. ”
Beams of cyan light burst out of the mirror like arrows from the string, striking the amber. The whole amber shone with a cyan glow, getting smaller and brighter. But they always fluctuate in their original position, and do not immediately return to their respective bodies.
Zixin looked up below, and had a trace of doubt: With the passage of time, why haven't the souls returned?
"Master, why haven't these souls left yet? Are there still fetters on the thirteenth floor? No, the earth qi has been cut off......
Jiang Lin also frowned greatly in the mirror. This time arrow is the most effective way to lure souls and cross ghosts, why is it so weird today? I'm afraid that there are other means!
So he said, "Chongming!"
The Linjiang mirror regenerated its light, a white blazing light, and quickly spread over the soft auspicious light like mist.
These souls are forcibly stripped from the spirit of the living and the sea, and they are extremely sensitive to the exploration of the Linjiang mirror. The moment the incandescent light touched the soul, suddenly the soul seemed to let out a scream of "......", Zixin hurriedly covered his ears, and frowned.
The soul seemed to be greatly frightened, and suddenly collided together, rolling into a large ball, and dozens of Linjiang Mirror Time Arrows were also kneaded and twisted into a ball, and rapidly expanded and expanded!
In the mirror, Jiang Lin hurriedly shouted, "Zixin, retreat!
Zi Xin was disturbed by the screaming sound, and before he could react, he only heard Jiang Lin say half of his words, and the big ball mixed with blue, yellow and white "boomed" and exploded.
Countless rays of light shot towards Zixin like short arrows, but they were blocked by countless shimmering feathers one by one. There were countless clicks in the air, like a rain crashing violently on the windows.
These auspicious feathers trembled violently, and then a dazzling white light exploded, shattered into powder, and the light gradually extinguished, disappearing into the darkness.
At the same time, the Linjiang Mirror rose in the air, buzzing, and once again glowed with incandescent light, which surrounded Zixin in time like a sphere. Those blue, white and yellow short arrows attacked again, but they were like sinking into the iron wall, and they could not score another half a point.
Zi Xin's face turned red, his eyes flashed with brilliance, his cheeks were bulging, and the clothes on his body flew outward, looking very angry! A deep and thick qi machine wrapped around his whole body, slowly growing stronger. The white sphere also trembled as it appeared.
In the mirror, Jiang Lin shouted loudly, "Zixin, stop! You can't make a move unless you have to." Don't you even listen to me?!"
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