Chapter 112: Night Fighting Spirits

There is no cinnabar yellow paper in the Qingyang Hou Mansion, and Yi Jiaoyan sent the maid to buy it on the street temporarily.

When the yellow rune paper and cinnabar were complete, Jiang Fuyuan lifted the pen and dipped it in some cinnabar, and began to draw the talisman carelessly.

After drawing one after another, after a while, four talismans were put aside, stacked at random, and it looked very unrigorous.

Yi Jiaoyan looked at these talismans curiously, and couldn't help but ask out loud, "Immortal Gu, why do these four talismans look different?" Any explanation? ”

She had seen the talisman seal of the Dao Palace, not like this.

Jiang Fuyuan continued to draw talismans, and replied lightly: "There is nothing to say. ”

Yi Jiaoyan was still curious: "What kind of charm is this?" Hmmm......"

She looked at the cinnabar patterns on the yellow rune paper from all angles, and no matter how she looked at it, she felt like a few branches of different shapes: "It looks very aura." ”

Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyebrows: "Madam has vision, this is called the Shangqing Fu, which is used to gather aura." ”

Ding Zhaoliu: ......

No, he didn't look like this when he saw her draw the supernatant during the day.

But what should the supernatant look like?

Ding Zhaoliu tried to recall for a while, and finally recalled the various talismans that Jiang Fuyuan drew before the appreciation banquet, each one was different......

Forget it, the fairy aunt said that the supernatant is what it looks like.

Soon, Jiang Fuyuan finished drawing the talisman seal, put down the pen and said: "The spirits love places with abundant spiritual energy, we just need to make a larger cage in the Nuanyun Pavilion, paste the supernatant talismans on the four sides, and artificially create a treasure hole." ”

Ding Zhaoliu was puzzled: "It's so simple? The cage is so obvious, will the spirits really get in? ”

Jiang Fuyuan replied: "Judging from the current situation, only Qingyang Hou has a strange disease, and no one else in his hospital has been harmed, which shows that the goal of this spirit is very clear." ”

As she spoke, she took out a piece of yellow rune paper and drew a villain on it, and asked Yi Jiaoyan to write the name and birth date of Qingyang Hou to make a paper stand-in.

"With this, don't worry about it not taking the bait."

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In the middle of the night, there is a large iron cage more than one person high quietly placed in the courtyard of the Warm Cloud Pavilion, surrounded by supernatant talismans to absorb the aura of the surroundings, Jiang Fuyuan's supernatant talisman has an excellent effect, and the small quadripartite world with the cage as the center is clear and bright visible to the naked eye, and there is faint brilliance circulation.

Qingyang Hou's stand-in paper figure was glued to the center of the cage by rice grains, and his unglued limbs shook in the wind, making a subtle rustling sound.

The four pairs of eyes peeked out through the gaps in the four carved floating windows in the outhouse of Nuanyun Pavilion, and they were the four people who were waiting for Jiang Fuyuan, Zhong Yongfeng, Ding Zhaoliu and Yi Jiaoyan to wait for the rabbit.

Originally, Ding Zhaoliu didn't want his mother to come with him, but he didn't expect Yi Jiaoyan to raise his eyebrows, hold the silver gun and say: "It's just one animal, can I still let it harm the Hou Ye?" ”

Ding Zhaoliu had no choice but to agree, and this was the result of a four-person demon hunting team.

When I saw it, the entire Nuanyun Pavilion was as silent as death, and only occasionally a few dry coughs from Qingyang Hou came from the back room.

Under special circumstances tonight, Yi Jiaoyan, as the head of the house, asked no one in the Nuanyun Pavilion to keep vigil in the afternoon, so there was no one to serve Qingyang Hou at this moment.

Looking back at the back room, Ding Zhaoliu surrounded his hands in a trumpet shape and asked in a breath voice: "Mother, why don't I go inside to see my father's situation......

Yi Jiaoyan also scolded in a breathy voice: "Your father has already slept after using medicine, what's so beautiful, don't walk around and startle snakes!" ”

"But......" he thought to himself, and couldn't help but look back at the back room.

In the next second, a squirming ugly face was almost face-to-face with him on and under his eyes.

"Ahh

It's a scream, it's more like a baby crying.

Jiang Fuyuan, who was only a body away from him, immediately rushed over, and saw the whole body of the spirit at a glance.

The human face and beast body, a thick tail wrapped around the beam, making it hang upside down as a whole, at this time it was slapped by Ding Zhaoliu, and the body supported only by the tail was like a hanging bell, swaying back and forth.

Jiang Fukite immediately took out the ring wood and threw it towards its big tail.

The ring wood has been carried by her all the year round, and it has been touched by the nourishing plate to reveal the jade, containing abundant spiritual power.

If this blow can be hit, its tail will be broken.

The moment the ring wood was about to touch the spirit, it retracted its tail, directly abandoned the beam, rolled in the air and landed on all fours.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

Hearing its roar up close is more like a baby's cry, which makes people's backs cool and goosebumps straighten.

The ring wood fell short, and after snorting on the beam, she flew back into Jiang Fuyu's hand, holding the ring wood in her hand, she squinted, this spirit is so flexible.

Knowing that Jiang Fukite was not easy to deal with, the spirit immediately bent its limbs, and the ground was in a ball, and the accumulation of strength was not more than a millimeter, and the four claws turned sharply and pounced towards Ding Zhaoliu on Jiang Fukite's side.

"Be careful!" Yi Jiaoyan exclaimed, faster than her exclamation was Zhong Jifeng's sleeve sword, only to see a flash of cold light, the dense sword flower seemed to have a thousand powers, crackling and falling in front of the spirit, forcing it to cry and retreat.

"Wow-poof-" Unable to defeat Zhong Jifeng's sword intent, after squirting a puddle of black fishy liquid from his knees, he took advantage of the fact that a few people took half a step back, jumped onto the wall like a bolt of lightning and disappeared without a trace.

Ding Zhaoliu was in a trance, and asked in a daze, "It, did it run away?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan looked at the black liquid on the ground and snorted.

Yi Jiaoyan frowned, and looked in the direction of the spirit fleeing with a strange expression: "Over there...... It looks like a curvy yard. ”

Qu is Aunt Qu, the concubine of the Marquis of Qingyang.

Yi Jiaoyan looked at Jiang Fuyu: "Let's go and have a look?" ”

Considering that although the spirit was injured, it was still possible to hurt people, Jiang Fuyuan nodded and the four of them walked towards Aunt Qu's courtyard.

There was only a little maid waiting at the door of Aunt Qu's yard, dozing off little by little.

Hearing the footsteps, she woke up and raised her head suddenly: "Husband, madam, young master, you ......"

Ding Zhaoliu waved his hand and ordered, "Open the door." ”

The little maid hurriedly opened the door in a panic: "Madam, young master, I'll go and tell ......"

The courtyard is not big, and at a glance you can see the black and swarthy bedroom, which must be asleep.

"No, you don't." Yi Jiaoyan pointed to the maid's forehead, "You stand still, don't make a sound." ”

After speaking, the door of the curly bedroom opened.

In an instant, everyone's whole body tensed, and their eyes were attracted by the figure at the door.

I saw Qu curling with one hand holding the door frame, holding an oil lamp in the other, looking at them with a white face.

And between the hem of her skirt, a black shadow with a human face and a beast body flashed, burrowed into her room and disappeared.

"It's a spirit!" Ding Zhaoliu said in a low voice and rushed into the house first.

Qu Xuan seemed to be frightened stupid by his reckless actions, and with a pop, the oil lamp in his hand fell to the ground, and the wick was completely extinguished after two flickers in vain.

The darkness enveloped her bedroom again, and it also swallowed Ding Zhaoliu who rushed into the house.

"Teruyanagi!"

"Ding Shaoqing!"

Several people's faces changed at the same time, and they strode into the house together.

(End of chapter)