Chen Cuo was suddenly shocked!

The thoughts in my heart are racing—

Chen Jiao, paper crane, old beggar!

"Stop!"

Chen Hai stepped forward quickly and shouted: "The prince has an order, hurry up and stop!"

The ox cart stopped.

Chen Cuo turned over and got out of the car, and ran non-stop towards the place where the old beggar was, but when he arrived at the place, it was empty.

"What about people?"

Immediately, Chen Hai and a few servants were summoned, briefly described the appearance of the old beggar, and asked them to search a few nearby streets.

Of course, Chen Hai and the others were puzzled, but the lord suddenly got out of the car to find an old beggar, what kind of matter is this? But after a few days, Chen Cuo gradually became majestic, and they did not dare to disobey, but still acted according to the order.

Chen Cuo himself did not stop, identified an alley, rushed directly into it, and ran all the way, whether it was a fork or a house, he would take a look.

After a cup of tea, Chen Hai, who had returned in vain, gathered with all the servants, found Chen Cuo, and reported the situation to him, but Chen Cuo also found nothing.

"Xu is the pressure from the evil ghost is too great, so that I am too sensitive, I see an old beggar casually, that is, the one who was with Chen Jiao's paper crane back then? How can there be such a coincidence! Moreover, in this Jiankang City, beggars are not uncommon, and old beggars are not uncommon, it is nothing more than not seeing many on both sides of Qingxi, how can I see one along the street, that is, the master of the game Hongchen? and it is not a novel!"

With a sigh, he returned to the ox cart, but he was a little unwilling.

"So many people went looking for him, but they didn't find him, something is wrong, right?"

He rubbed his forehead and sighed.

"Alas, pinning hope on chance and savior, after all, it is fate that cannot be taken care of, if I can get the method of the way of incense, this problem will be solved directly, but it's a pity. Judging from Zhou Daochang's performance, even if there is, if you don't worship the door, I'm afraid it's hard to get, now it's better to find a temple to hide, but I don't know which one to choose, I don't have much research on the temple, and the temple of the Southern Dynasty is also a little more. ”

Thinking about it, he glanced at the box in his hand.

"In addition, there are also pills and ink cranes, if this ink crane can warn evil ghosts, it is indeed a good thing, you have to use it when you get home, saving you a lot ......of dreams at night."

He couldn't help but recall the face in the dream, and then shook his head to dispel distracting thoughts.

Chen Cuo was patient, and when he arrived at the Hou Mansion, he went straight to the study, and he couldn't wait to put this ink crane in his pocket first.

took out the bag given by Zhou Youzi, and after opening it, Chen Cuo took out a note from it, unfolded the note, and couldn't help but be stunned-

That's just one sentence above.

"Dripping blood on it, the virtuous dwell, and they are blessed. ”

Chen Cuo pondered.

“......”

Wouldn't it be too simple?

"Even a few novels, I think it's too child's play to recognize the Lord with blood, very unrigorous, and innovative in different ways, how did you get here, and there is such a play?"

He frowned and pondered, turned the note over and looked at it upside down for a while, and finally lit the oil lamp and candle in broad daylight, and took the note to it and made a few strokes on it.

"Nothing to hide, take a soak in water?"

Finally, he stopped and burst into laughter.

"Under the pressure of the evil ghost, I was a little anxious, I was not in a hurry to soak it with water and burn it with fire, and when the Taoist chief left, I gave me a tip, saying that it was the use of the ink crane, and there was no need to hide any mysteries, such an urgent moment, not to. ”

Thinking about it, he stretched out his finger and touched it repeatedly on the sentence "the virtuous live in it".

"This is generally the rhetoric of the master when he forcibly occupies the treasure, and it should refer to merit here, otherwise Zhou Daochang would not have emphasized the hope of the people at the beginning, alas, it is the bad thing of this person's hope! But if you say so, the so-called blood dripping may only be the first step, and what can really work may be merit! So the usage is secondary, the prerequisite is the restriction, I even have the evil ghosts out, how can it be enough to open the item, right?"

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Cuo no longer hesitated, but just rummaged through the study, and there was no sharp weapon, so he called the maidservant and asked her to bring a needle.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen much aster today......

Taking the silver needle from the handmaiden's hand, Chen Cuo's distracting thoughts flashed away, and then carefully opened the wooden box and took out the ink-colored jade crane.

A quick glance before, I can't see it really, this will be in my hand, Chen Cuo carefully observed before and after, and couldn't help but sigh, this thing is really a work of art, the carving is so fine, the whole body is smooth, and it is integrated, as if it is naturally generated, and there are no traces of axes and chisels.

Not only that, but when you look closely, you can even see subtle lines on the surface, just like the surface of coarse paper.

"This world is magical, maybe this thing is made of paper cranes into jade!"

He muttered, put down the ink crane, picked up the thin needle, took a deep breath, and stabbed it at a finger!

The note didn't say how much blood to use, only that it would be dropped, so Chen Cuo picked his fingers, smeared a drop of blood on the surface of the ink crane, and looked at it and waited quietly.

"Why is there no mutation, is there any activation?"

Chen Cuo muttered, thinking about whether to wipe a little more blood, suddenly his eyes flickered, followed by a burst of dizziness, he stretched out his hand to support the table, and a breeze rose by itself, gathering on the ink crane in an instant-the wind is invisible, but Chen Cuo can clearly sense it.

The crane vibrated slightly, making a crisp sound, and then its wings flapped and flew lightly, as if it was alive!

Chen Cuo's face was full of surprise, endured dizziness, looked at the delicate thing in front of him, and reached out to touch it.

In an instant, the dizziness receded, the perception extended, Chen Cuo's movements froze, and he felt that he had another pair of eyes on the ink crane, and he actually saw his own appearance!

The dizziness of spatial dislocation came spontaneously, and he quickly closed his eyes.

As soon as the main body closed its eyes, the perspective of Mohe's side became even more prominent—like a low child, looking at an adult.

The adult sat in a chair with his eyes closed, and it was Chen Mistake himself.

"Interesting! Interesting!"

Chen Cuo came to be interested.

"It's like a drone!"

He gave the Ink Crane an order to fly.

The ink crane really flapped its wings and climbed, but suddenly another wave of dizziness hit, and Chen Cuo was full of exhaustion and exhaustion!

Vaguely, it was as if a string had been suddenly tightened and almost broken!

He secretly said that something was wrong, and the next moment, the perspective that extended to the ink crane was withdrawn!

The crane swayed and fell.

Chen Cuo hurriedly opened his eyes, leaned forward, and hurriedly caught the ink crane, for fear that the baby would be broken.

Holding it in his hand, Chen Cuo breathed a sigh of relief, looked down, there was no perspective extension, and he could still feel that he had a wonderful connection with this little thing, he secretly said that it was magical, and he cherished it more and more.

"You have to collect it well, don't break it, the jade is fragile......"

Putting the ink crane back on, Chen Cuo rubbed his forehead and lay directly on the couch.

"I have experienced a lot today, there are too many elements, joys and sorrows, ups and downs, I am really tired, it seems that it takes energy to control the ink crane, it is time to rest and rest......"

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep......

As soon as I slept, I fell asleep.

Looking at the white expanse, Chen Cuo fell into thought.

"Does this count as a break?"

Shaking his head and looking at the face mask suspended not far away, Chen Cuo gritted his teeth and withdrew his gaze.

After walking a few steps, I saw a pile of books again, and Chen staggered his steps.

"If I write another article and find a savior monk and a living bodhisattva, can I also turn fiction into reality and let him fight with evil ghosts?

After thinking for a while, Chen Cuo made a decision.

Do not continue to die.

You know, he originally wanted to have another chapter to consolidate people's popularity, but now he has also extinguished his thoughts, before solving the evil ghost, it is best to break the update first, who knows what will come up next time.

"I'm here for the sake of the world, endure the pain!"

Having strengthened his will, Chen Cuo took another step.

"It's time to take a look at the elixir, you can't use Mohe in Mengze......"

Thinking of this, he was suddenly stunned.

"No, if you don't try it, how do you know if it doesn't work?"

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Cuo immediately came to his senses, glanced left and right, and found a place to sit on the spot.

"I have to smash a bed or a chair to come in, so I don't have to ......sit on the floor in my dreams," he muttered, silently reciting Mohe, trying to get in touch.

Brush!

The thought fell, the perspective extended, and once again let Chen Cuo's vision show on the ink crane!

Not only that, but the fatigue is greatly reduced!

"It's done!"

His heart was overjoyed!

"We're going to have to take control of it this time. ”

As soon as the thought moved, Chen Cuo woke up from his dream, got up and picked up the lid that was fastened on the ink crane, and fell asleep again.

"It's a toss-up. ”

Chen Cuo sat down in Mengze again, meditated on the ink crane, extended his perspective, issued an order, and actually controlled the ink crane in the dream.

In the present world, the ink crane swayed and flew up.

After hovering around the room for a while, he dared to manipulate the ink crane and fly out of the window.

As soon as he came out of the window, a gust of wind blew, and Chen Cuo suddenly felt cold, so he controlled the ink crane to fly towards the sky, trying to look for the sun over the shadow of the wall.

As a result, as soon as I passed the wall, there was a scorching heat, followed by cold, and the alternation of hot and cold came suddenly!

The heat is fierce, and the cold is violent.

Chen Cuo's heart suddenly swayed, his heart was scorching, his body was cold, his heart was shocked, and he instinctively lowered the height of the ink crane.

He rose and fell, and flew a few feet during the process, and landed in the alley outside the house, shaky and unstable, but the alley was shady and windy, and the discomfort faded a lot.

"What's the matter, controlling the Mohe is so dangerous? I almost fainted, if I wasn't in a dream, maybe it would have gotten out of control, then the Mohe was afraid to smash it......"

Chen Cuo was thinking about it, but a figure appeared in the black crane's field of vision, which interrupted his train of thought-

It was an old beggar sitting on a street corner!