Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 39 Come and don't come back, fight

In the bedroom of the inn, an oil lamp was on.

There were towels hanging on the washbasin shelf, which were not neatly placed, and water was still dripping from a corner of the towel.

Tick, tick, tick...

Wei Dinggong sat cross-legged on the bed, quietly turning a string of rosary beads in his hands.

tick, tick...

Wei Dinggong opened his eyes suddenly, and the doors and windows were closed, but there was already a strange bird with green hair and yellow claws on the washbasin shelf.

"Mage."

The green-feathered strange bird quacked, "Whether you are a Taoist monk, chanting scriptures and paying homage to the Buddha, or practicing Dharma and academics, you must first have a calm mind, but your heart seems to be more quiet than this dripping copper basin?"

Wei Dinggong snorted coldly: "It's not because you are too careless in doing things. I swore before that it was Jiuying, Jiuhe, and Qiushi. I will leave these three to you to solve, but what happened? Qiushi is fine." In Zhenwu Temple, Jiuying just disappeared."

The green-haired strange bird tilted its head, and said: "Jiuying is really beyond our expectations. I thought it was only because of his stability and seniority that he got the position of host. I didn't expect him to hide so deeply."

"But with his injuries, after seven days, he will definitely be on the verge of death. Even if he survives by luck, he will never be able to disrupt our plan."

"As for Qiushi, hmph, they hired a martial artist to help them out, and then they killed my master. When the time comes, I must personally deal with that swordsman, break his limbs, put on his skin, and be my dog." .”

The strange bird's voice was originally hoarse, but if the sentences that could be said were longer, it would gradually become thinner, closer to its master's tone.

Wei Dinggong dissatisfied: "What about Jiuhe? You killed him, but you didn't destroy his body. Those little Taoist priests have already put down the method of summoning souls, relying on that corpse to attract Jiuhe. The crane soul turns around in the first seven."

"You're wrong. When he fell into the water in despair, the fourteen spells we chased down were all used to destroy his body. However, the water was so fast that he disappeared for a while. If someone catches it, it can be regarded as his luck.”

The strange bird stared at Wei Dinggong, "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing, even if he returns to his soul, he can say nothing. At most, he knows that I have made a comeback and seeks revenge from them."

"Perhaps some smart people will suspect that we are going to cause chaos at the Ghost Festival, but our plans are closely linked and the pace is tight. They don't have time to check them out. The moment is set."

The strange bird's eyes blinked like the eyes of a living person.

"I know that we failed in the past and were defeated by Jiuying Jiuhe and the others, so you have lingering fears about everything in Zhenwu Temple."

"But your eyes should not only be on the enemy, you should also look at ourselves. Now we are not just as simple as water robbers in the land of the five prefectures."

As soon as these words were said, Wei Dinggong's slightly flickering eyes froze for a moment, and the rosary beads in his hand stopped.

He took a long breath, his face was full of excitement, and he murmured: "Yes, I forgot, now we are not the same as we were back then when we were alone, we have a backer."

The green-haired strange bird reminded: "It's an ally."

"Yes, yes, an ally."

God Wei Ding was satisfied, "Since you are so sure, you must have received a definite reply."

"Even the specific date for each step has been made."

The green-feathered monster bird fluttered its wings and flew up from the washbasin shelf, circling the room, "You can just do your work well, and no one will forget your deserved status in the future! Go, go Get ready!"

Amidst the noisy sound, the strange bird suddenly bumped into the corner where the wardrobe was placed, and disappeared.

The two monks guarding the door rubbed their eyes and yawned. They didn't know anything about the conversation that happened in the room just now, and they didn't hear a single sound.

But soon, a big man with a long beard like a needle broke in and woke up the two monks completely.

The big man entered Wei Dinggong's room and whispered a few words.

Wei Dinggong's face was slightly surprised: "Are you sure?"

"Master, don't worry, it's not that I boast so much. As far as my ability in this area is concerned, my nose is much more sensitive than any authentic sect."

The big man with Yokosuke said confidently, "They are strictly guarded, but I can smell the smell over there from a hundred feet away. During the whole ceremony, not a single ghost went up the mountain at all."

Wei Dinggong was completely relieved, and with a calm demeanor, he began to move the rosary beads again. This time, each rosary bead moved extremely slowly.

"It actually failed, okay, okay."

………………

"No failure."

In Zhenwu Temple, a group of Taoist priests surrounded the mourning hall.

Qiu Shi looked at the seven oil lamps that had been extinguished, and the old god said, "The lamps are so blazing that they burned out the lamp oil in an instant. This kind of vision will only appear when the underworld strengthens its response."

Qiuliang was puzzled: "So the master uncle's spirit is clear, and he may live a good life in the underworld, but he only has one chance to return to the soul. Since he can respond to the world, why didn't he return to the Zhenwu Temple? Is there any other place that is more worthy of him?" Wasting this one and only chance?"

Qiu Di's eyes lit up: "Yes! Master."

Many Taoist priests around felt reasonable and nodded in agreement.

Qiu Shi shook his head and said, "Ghosts are not omnipotent. Ghosts come back to their souls, and most of them have incomplete and ignorant consciousness. Even if Master can stay awake, he can only go to places where he knows the exact direction. How could he know that Master is now Where?"

The excitement on Qiu Di's face faded, and his brows were tightly knit.

Everyone was puzzled.

After a while, Qiu Shi felt relieved, and said: "Hey, when uncle Shi was alive, we couldn't guess what he wanted to do. It's too arrogant to think that we can guess him after he's dead. But after all this , at least we can be sure that the uncle's soul has not been harmed, which is considered a great fortune among misfortunes."

Qiu Di was unconvinced: "But there is no clue from Master, where are we going to take revenge, and where are we going to find Master?"

Guan Luoyang, who knew nothing about spells and had been silent all this time, finally had a little room to speak on this issue, and reached out to pat the autumn flute.

"Don't forget, the target of these people's revenge is your senior brother Qiushi. It is impossible to just stop and disappear. They may even have some bigger plans. In the near future, as long as we pay attention to changes in all aspects, Definitely catch their fox tail."

The missions issued by the main god space, such as the fight against Taoism and Buddha, and the containment of wars, can also be regarded as providing some clues for Guan Luoyang from another perspective.

After all, the deadline for missions is only three months. If there is no fight between Taoism and Buddha and no opportunity for war within three months, then these missions will not be established.

You might as well speculate a bit more boldly that all missions are closely related, so the current undercurrent of setting up murders is very likely to be a thread connecting various missions.

Guan Luoyang thought silently: If the three-month deadline is really used, the rhythm of this group of people's work in the future may be very tight.

What happened the next day confirmed Guan Luoyang's conjecture.

After sending Taoist Master Jiuhe to be buried, not long after returning to Zhenwu Temple, a group of people started to bring up old stories again, talking about the Ghost Festival Dafa Conference.

This time it was not in the name of negotiation.

But...

"The disappearance of Taoist Master Jiuying and the death of Taoist Master Jiuhe certainly make us sigh with regret, but the Ghost Festival is imminent, so we have to mention it."

The big man with horizontal beard who said this was called Da Da, and he stood in the hall and bowed his hands to the four seats.

"Obviously Zhenwu Temple can no longer preside over this dharma meeting. The Yulu Great Master's talisman that was bestowed by the emperor also clearly stated that the virtuous people live there. Shouldn't we re-elect the person who is in charge of the talisman and presides over the dharma meeting?"

In fact, there are not many sects in Chengyin Mansion who really understand magic, but in order to express their condolences to Master Jiuhe, during this period, Jianping, Xin'an, Fenghua, Qinghua, Yanzhou and other prefectures have monastery principals and master sorcerers coming .

Now there are more than [-] people in the hall.

As soon as Da Da said what he said, there were still some people who cared about their friendship with Zhenwu Temple, or because of their pride, they refused to agree.

But as a small group of people agreed with it, this voice quickly became the mainstream, and even if others did not agree with it, it was regarded as acquiescing.

(End of this chapter)