Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 33
The Taoist boys ate very quickly, drank the porridge in a few mouthfuls when it was served, and went out to play with steamed buns.

So when the carrier pigeon flew back, several tables were empty in Jixiang Courtyard where they ate, only Guan Luoyang and Qiudi were there.

After taking off the yellow talisman on the pigeon's leg, Qiudi's expression changed suddenly after seeing the line of words.

Qiushi is the eldest disciple of Taoist Jiuying.

When the two priests, Jiuying and Jiuhe, came to Jiaozhi from Wudang, Quanzhou to preside over the Fengzhao Zhenwu Temple, Qiu Shi had already followed them.

Among the disciples of the Qiuzi generation, Qiushi is the most outstanding in spells, thoughtful, stable and reliable, and has long been the default successor of the Zhenwu Temple.

Four days ago, the old grandpa of the Liu family in Chengyin Mansion was entangled by little ghosts and fell into a coma. In his dream, bruises in the shape of baby's palms appeared on his neck and ankles.

Thinking about the old grandpa of the Liu family, who is already more than seventy years old, the little ghost can't even kill him easily. After Qiushi passed by, he must be able to catch him, and at most he would stay for two more days to recuperate the old man's body.

Daoist Jiuhe, Qiudi, and the others were all at ease with Qiushi, but today he unexpectedly used the most dangerous "talentic back transmission" to ask for help from the temple.

"The talisman is the inspiration of heaven and earth. Asking for help on the back of the talisman paper means that you have failed, and you are trapped in a dangerous situation of ambushes from all sides. It is like walking in the abyss on a moonless night, and you are on the verge of being smashed to pieces."

Qiudi seemed calm on the surface, and he still had time to explain the meaning of this method of calling for help to Guan Luoyang, but when he got up, he knocked over the stool he was sitting on.

"Master and uncle are not here, I'm not good enough in the art of paper crane transmission, so I can't track their aura directly, brother Guan, please go down the mountain to buy a horse, go out to chase master, I'll go to senior brother Qiushi first. "

Guan Luoyang put down the bowls and chopsticks, hooked his toes, lifted the stool, shook his head and said, "Your master has been walking for a long time, and there is more than one way from here to the Commander's Mansion. I am not familiar with the place where I am born. To chase? Why don't I accompany you to help your brother."

Qiu Di deliberately refused, it was unreasonable to let someone he just met accompany him in the danger, but he also knew that Guan Luoyang was stronger than himself, if he went with him, it would be more likely to save his brother.

"Brother..."

Qiudi murmured in a low voice, thought for a while, then resolutely cupped his fists, and said, "Okay, then have the audacity to ask brother Guan to come with me, but if it's an imaginary ghost, I'm afraid Guan brother can't handle it with fists and feet, can you use the custom sword? "

Guan Luoyang said: "I'm a swordsman, so I can probably do it with a sword."

"Using a knife?" Qiudi thought of something, turned around and left in a hurry, and soon returned to the courtyard with a long knife in a sheath in her hand.

Green shark skin scabbard, oval brass gauntlet, hundreds of turns of red rope thinly wrapped around the handle, the head of the knife is a copper ring, the overall length of the knife is about four feet.

"This knife is said to be an ancient knife from the Tang Dynasty. When the master got it in his hand, the handle of the knife was completely rotten, but the blade seems to have been polished by an expert. The rust will disappear when the scripture wine is poured. It is full of evil spirits. Town house exorcising evil spirits."

"Master refitted the handle and scabbard for it, and hung it in Zhenxie Hall for ten years. In the past two years, every fifteenth full moon night, just after midnight, you can hear the knife whispering in the hall. Howling."

Guan Luoyang took the knife and drew half of it.

The long knife swallows its mouth, its color is pale gold, and it connects to the cold blade.

The blade is three fingers wide and the back is straight. It should have been made of silver-white hundred-refined steel blade, but inside the blade, there are faint emerald-colored sparse cloud patterns.

Qiudi said: "I'm afraid this knife killed many warlocks back then, and it was buried underground. The blood of the warlocks and the atmosphere of the earth were attracted to form this dark green cloud pattern. If you are used to it, with this knife in hand, You can cut those ghosts as if they were alive."

Guan Luoyang put the saber back into its sheath, with five fingers on each section of the hilt, loosening and closing slightly, and said with a smile, "Okay!"

Qiu Di went to tell the Taoist boys a few words, and after preparing a few instruments for her to use, she went on the road with Guan Luoyang.

Guan Luoyang didn't have much experience in riding a horse, but with his current skills, he had already adapted to this state before he could run 100 meters after sitting on the horseback, so he rode the horse and galloped wildly.

They galloped for nearly an hour from dusk to the southernmost county under the rule of Chengyin Mansion.

There is naturally more than one family surnamed Liu in the Chengyin Mansion, but Mrs. Liu's family has something unique about it.

The eldest son of their family married the beloved daughter of the prefect of Chengyin, and was very famous in this county.

When Guan Luoyang and the others arrived at Liu's Mansion, they could still see several teams of yamen guards patrolling around.

As soon as the people from the Liu residence heard that someone was coming to the Zhenwu Temple under Fengzhao, they immediately went out to greet them.

Mr. Liu had his hair tied in jade hairpins, satin and round-neck clothes, his beard was trimmed neatly and softly, his body was slightly fat, but not bloated, and he had a somewhat lean temperament.

But today he and the sons behind him all had bruises on their eyes and were slightly swollen, obviously they hadn't slept well for many days.

Qiu Di was eager to find out the news of his senior brother, so he skipped the steps of polite greetings and asked a few questions at the door, but the situation turned out to be even worse than he had expected.

According to Mr. Liu, their family has an old house by the river, which was built more than 30 years ago. Ten years ago, the water level gradually increased, and the base of the wall was flooded. I am nostalgic for the old house, and I often go there for a walk.

A while ago, Mrs. Liu came back from there and fell into a coma, with small blue and red palm prints appearing on her body from time to time, screaming in pain in her dream, dripping with cold sweat.

They sent someone to invite Qiu Shi over, and they really said that there was a little ghost at work, and they had to drive away the little ghost before he could subdue the yin energy in Mrs. Liu's body.

But after Qiushi went to the old house, he said that there was more than one ghost entrenched there, and it was a little tricky, so he used a paper crane to fly a book, and asked a few juniors who were working nearby to see if any of them could help.

This morning, Qiu Mu and Qiu Hua came together.

After Qiushi joined them, he was full of confidence and went to the old house at noon, but they fell silent not long after they entered.

The servants sent by Mr. Liu waited until evening, but they didn't see the three priests coming out, and they didn't dare to go in, so they ran back to report the news.

When Master Liu and the others were worried, Guan Luoyang and Qiudi came.

Not right.

Guan Luoyang and Qiudi looked at each other, and they both sensed that there was something very strange about the whole thing.

The old house, which has not had any problems for decades, suddenly has ghosts haunting it. It may also be because after the earthquake, the atmosphere was disordered and evil spirits frequently appeared.

But a haunted house that even the old Mrs. Liu couldn't kill directly made it a bit weird for a Taoist priest like Qiu Shi, who has profound spells, to feel troubled.

Qiushi didn't ask for help from Zhenwu Temple directly, but called the juniors around him. Considering his steady personality, he should at least have checked the haunted house thoroughly, and he would do it only if he had a certain degree of certainty. If you make such a move, don't bother the teacher.

But after he went with his two juniors, he encountered unknown dangers again, to the point where he had to use the most urgent means to call for help.

'No matter how you look at it, it looks like a bureau specially set up for the people of Zhenwu Temple.If this is the case, Taoist Jiuying and the others just happened to be away today, could they also be part of this situation? '

Guan Luoyang thought of this, and said, "Qiu Di, do you have any big enemies?"

Qiudi said: "Although Zhenwu Destroys Demons takes corpses, ghosts and evil spirits as enemies to protect the peace of Li Shu, but after so many years, the number of evil magicians who have made enemies with us may not be counted in a short time."

Guan Luoyang said: "But you can trap your three senior brothers in one go, and even look like they want to lure more people into the bait. There shouldn't be many enemies who can do this, right?"

The anxiety and worry between Qiudi's brows was about to overflow, she frowned and thought for a while, and said: "The evil warlocks in my impression, none of them can make my three senior brothers even with the strength of one person. You can't escape, but if some people join hands, it's hard to say."

Guan Luoyang lowered his eyelids and shook his head slightly.

Asking is tantamount to asking for nothing.

The instructor can also provide the characteristics of the masters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. When it comes to Qiudi, the enemy is like a blind box.

That's the most brutal way.

Guan Luoyang rolled his eyes, and asked Master Liu, "Can you get gunpowder?"

………………

The night was dark and the moon was dim.

By the river, hundreds of tall willow trees lined up along the bank.

A magnificent old house with hundreds of paces vertical and horizontal was surrounded by a fence, standing on the shore, with mottled door paint and damp tiles.

The turbid water two or three inches high soaked the foot of the wall, and a lot of moss grew on the wall bricks. The water wave washed the roots of the flowers and plants in the yard, and there were rotten leaves, which rose and fell with the waves.

Whoa! ! ! !

The wind from the outside became louder, and the river was more urgent, rushing in from the backyard, and several broken corpses were floated by the current.

In the corner of the backyard, where the ground was the muddiest, Qiu Shi held a lantern with a pale face and a sword in his right hand, letting the tip of the sword hang limply in the muddy water.

Qiu Mu and Qiu Hua sat on the ground back to back, within the range illuminated by the lantern.

"Senior brother." Qiu Hua, who was missing a right arm, said in a hoarse voice as if wood chips were rubbing against oiled paper, "Senior Brother Qiu Mu, your breath has weakened again."

Qiu Shi's eyes trembled, and he looked sideways.

Qiu Mu's scars were from his abdomen to his neck, his clothes were torn, and there were more than a dozen yellow talismans pasted on the wound, which could only close the flesh to minimize the bleeding speed, but could not completely stop the bleeding.

But the injury that cut the flesh was not the most serious. What was really terrifying was that there was a stench coming from his lower body—his intestines had been broken.

Qiuhua's lips turned black, and he spoke again: "Eldest brother, we can't hold on anymore, save some lights, maybe you can rush out by yourself."

"Shut up, keep calm, don't think wildly."

Qiushi took a deep breath and blew it out towards the lantern in his left hand.

This tone seemed to ignore the obstruction of the lantern, and directly blew on the candles inside. The lights flickered, crackled softly, and the lights became brighter.

He lifted the lantern a little higher, almost pressing on top of Qiu Mu's head, maintaining the life cycle of his last breath.

"All 26 of my paper cranes were shot down, but the carrier pigeon protected by the paper talisman flew out. Before sunset, the pigeon will fly back to Zhenwu Temple. Master, uncle and the others are coming soon."

Qiuhua moved her lips reluctantly: "On purpose..."

In these old houses, there were twelve well-known sorcerers who had made great achievements in evil ways, and they were ambushed and killed.

Although they killed seven of them desperately, the strength of the other five was significantly higher.

White Paper Fan Master Luo, Monkey Officer Tang Zhi, Human Butcher Zhao Qianniu, Wanhu Sugarcane Waqing, Boss Wen.

Among these five people, the first three are the remnants of those who fled to the sea after many battles during the war of pirates in the five prefectures.

The latter two are also the most wanted criminals who have been wanted by the entire Cochin Fifteen Mansion over the years. Wa Qing rewarded 5000 taels of silver, and Boss Wen rewarded 7000 taels of silver.

If these five people were willing to be injured, Qiuhua and the others might not have the chance to kill the other seven people.

Not to mention the ghouls and monsters hidden under the hands of these five people.

"I know they did it on purpose, but they don't know."

Qiu Shi stared at his lantern with dead eyes, and swallowed the second half of the sentence in his stomach.

——They don't even know how strong master and uncle are together.

As long as master and uncle are in Zhenwu Temple, as long as they receive the news.

Qiu Shi's eyes turned slowly, looking at the roof in front of him.

In his eyes, the black roof was empty, only tiles and moonlight.

But he knew very well that at this very moment, on the roof, a pair of playful eyes were sizing up the three of them.

It's like watching an earthworm struggle after being put on a fishhook.

In fact, those five people are indeed standing on the roof and waiting now.

Boss Wen was wearing an old gray Confucian robe, with gray hair, and used two thin brushes as hairpins. The old god put his hands in his sleeves and looked up at the moonlight.

"The old man's game has been extended from noon to now. The so-called noon does not pass, and noon does not pass before Zi. When the time comes, it will be unsustainable. Master Luo, do you really want to wait any longer?"

"hold on."

Master Luo was leaning on a short four-sided staff, his face was covered with creases when he was so old, when he squinted, he could hardly tell where the eyes were and where the wrinkles were.

"Boss Wen, don't worry, the only ones who can come here are juniors. Even if you withdraw the illusion at the end of the day, just the three of them are enough to take over these little guys."

Boss Wen snorted in his nasal cavity as a response.

Zhao Qianniu shook the steel knife in his hand: "I really want to meet that Jiuhe. I heard that in the battle of the water pirates in Wufu, he was very popular."

Master Luo just smiled: "I can't let you have that bull nose. If you are really interested, you might as well try the sword hidden by the big disciple of Zhenwu Temple. I saw that his sword an hour ago, there is something for you." One of you may be seriously injured, but until now, at most, you can only exchange your life for your minor injury."

Zhao Qianniu is eager to try.

Boss Wen suddenly turned his head and looked towards the main entrance of the old house: "It's finally here, hehehe, let's see if you can take a few steps out of the old man's game."

As his words fell, the lights and shadows in the entire old house floated up.

The water surface on the ground is subtly tilted, changing angles, and the courtyard walls, houses, lobby, backyard, and the scenery in each place are pulled out into pieces of the same mirage.

The same scenery has been reversed and rearranged. At this time, even if a hundred people break into this house at the same time, they will see a hundred completely different houses.

Boss Wen, whose real name is unknown, happened 15 years ago. Using Feng Shui to create illusions, he played with 73 families, 93 people changed their temperament drastically, 37 people committed suicide, and [-] people became foolish.

But it wasn't people who came in.

The big cart crashed into the front door of the old house, and broke into the front yard with thousands of sparks. The person pushing the cart raised his arms, and the entire cart and the 1000-jin things on it were thrown out, shooting wildly in all directions. .

In the next moment, there were thousands of crackling sounds.

Fire trees and silver flowers are shining all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)