I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 248
rustling sound.

Birds, beasts and insects are singing endlessly, and leaves are falling.

After a while, a group of horsemen turned over and fell off their horses, striding into the dilapidated temple.

"Brothers in the sect, after chasing here, there is no news, and I don't know whether it is dead or alive."

"Yu Ruozhu's blue bird, the last message is also here."

Hearing the words of the congregation beside him, the leader leaned over and touched the ground, twisted up the ashes on the ground, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

"Ashes?"

Make seals with both hands, step on the steps, and mutter words.

"The soul is back!"

The Yinfa finger points in front of the temple, and the spiritual light turns into a little bit, like the light of fireflies blending into the space in front of you.

I only saw faint ripples in front of me.

But there was no sound except the evening wind.

The rest of the people didn't dare to breathe, for fear of affecting the teaching of the immortal master's spellcasting.

I didn't want to wait for a long time, but nothing happened.

They didn't dare to make a sound, maybe this spell also works when it works or when it doesn't work, wouldn't it be like bumping into the edge of a knife when speaking at this time, for fear that they would live too long?
The wide-mouthed caster looked at the congregation beside him.

"Is there something for the helmsman?"

The person beside him hastily handed over a cage.

"Since ordinary spiritualism is useless, we can only use spiritualism." The caster pulled out the blue bird and strangled it to death, rubbing his fingers, blood flowed from the bird's beak and fell into the spellcaster's hand .

Dip the two fingers together in blood, take out the blank yellow talisman, and draw the talisman with the blood of the blue bird in the air.

"Call the soul, curse the soul."

"The soul is back!"

A talisman hit the talisman with a flash of light, and the fire ignited, turning into silk thread as if trying to outline something.

But only saw the black mist filled the air, and the cold came.

"soul……"

Before he could finish his sentence, he spat out a mouthful of reverse blood.

Immediately afterwards, the monk who cast the spell fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

"Immortal Master, Immortal Master..."

"What's the matter with you, Master Immortal?"

The congregation around him hurried up in fright, and helped the monk up with all their might, but they didn't know what to do.

"What should the helmsman do now?"

"Let's go, let's take the immortal master back first. It's fine if we can't find Master Yu's soul. The superiors have already said that there is no need to arrest Qin Zongshi's family."

……

Silent all night.

In the early morning, Huaifeng was still awake.

The rising sun shines to lift off the light mist, and only then can we see the true face of Lushan Mountain in Huaifeng City.

After working in the middle of the night, Mr. Tu Shanjun had already used spells to seal Zhupolong's body tightly, and sealed all his own breath into the soul banner, so as not to affect Zhupolong's body due to the powerful yin god.

Since he made up his mind to live there for a while, Tu Shanjun naturally hoped that this body would last longer.

Just as Tu Shanjun came downstairs, he happened to see Li San leading another man who looked like a shopkeeper to Uncle Zhou's inn.

Li San, with steamed buns in his mouth, saw Tu Shanjun walking down the stairs at a glance.

Hastily took out the steamed bun in his mouth, stuffed it into his bosom cloth pocket, wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth, wiped his hands with his shirt, greeted him and said, "Master Dao, you want to go out?"

"I want to find a courtyard to live in for a long time. Is there a courtyard house in this city?"

"Yes, I will take you there."

Hearing this, Mr. Tu Shan was about to take the money bag, but Li San quickly waved his hand and refused: "You don't need to give any more, last time you gave too much."

'Not greedy for money? 'Tu Shanjun didn't insist on giving it either.

……

"Master Dao, this courtyard with two entrances was originally the property of Yuanwai Huang's family."

"Huang Yuanwai's family moved to the capital, and they left it idle."

"If you want to rent, the original price should be four or three per month. Li Lizi will be the guarantee, and I will subtract one point for you. I will see that you look good, and then subtract two points, and I will charge you forty two." Long face, wearing a square scarf The toothman wrapped in a small cap twirled his mustache.

"Zhang Yazi, are you bluffing me? This yard has nothing but a bigger space. How can you get four taels? In my opinion, three taels is enough."

"I see that you are sincere and introduced the Taoist priest to you. If you are so bluffing, you might as well let the Taoist priest stay in Uncle Zhou's inn."

"Coincidentally, the opposite bank is Uncle Zhou's inn."

Li San pointed to the opposite side of the stream, which was the inn that Zhou's couple took care of.

After some bargaining, a price of three taels was finally settled, and Mr. Tu Shan happily paid the rent.

Of course, it was Li San who slashed ahead.

If Mr. Tu Shan came out, it would be easy to follow the original price.

Although this place is in line with Tu Shanjun's wishes, it doesn't mean that Tu Shanjun is willing to be taken advantage of. It happens that Li San is on top, and he is happy.

Huaifeng has a dense water network and a well-developed water system, so even in the city, there are streams that divide different streets and finally converge into the main river that runs through it.

If you don't want to walk in the city, you can take a car and boat.

But Tu Shanjun was not interested in wandering around the city. He stood on the arch bridge and looked around, thinking about where he should set up a stall.

"Master Dao, you want to find someone to accompany you. If you feel that the secret door is not satisfied, whoever's daughter has an excellent ventriloquist, where's a widow is plump, or a beautiful woman, or a young lady who has not yet left the court, the young ones know it all .”

"By the way, the nunnery on the mountain is also a must."

"Master Dao, where do you plan to go first?"

"Hold on." Tu Shanjun hurriedly told Li San to shut up, and the more he said, the more outrageous he became.

Feeling a little helpless, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Not to mention his face, he borrowed the body of Zhu Polong.

Even in his original body, it is probably not easy to do those things.

Moreover, mortal women are unbearable to be conquered by monks, and they will kill people at every turn, so it is better to find monks.

There is such an industry in the big city of the monk's square, not to mention the leader of the Acacia sect.

Thinking of the Hehuan Sect, Tu Shanjun couldn't help thinking: "The Hehuan Sect shouldn't accept ghost cultivators, right?"

……

Push away the strange and messy thoughts that popped up in your mind.

In the end, Tu Shanjun chose a site near the inn.

Set up a booth.

The vertical white banners are written in ink: "Looking for objects, catching ghosts, capturing demons, superseding, and performing rituals."

Originally, Mr. Tu Shan planned to write "Fortune Telling" and "Looking at Physiognomy", but after recalling what he had learned, he rarely dabbled in fortune telling.

It is a multi-number technique in the talisman array, and it is very simple to use the number technique to find objects. Tu Shanjun has never tried it for fortune-telling.

As for the rest, they probably belong to housekeeping skills.

Tu Shanjun also figured it out. If he was wandering aimlessly in the city, it would be better to find a counterpart to make a living and wait on the sidelines.

Otherwise, with his suspicious level, he might attract the attention of the Huaifeng government, and it would be troublesome if he was mistaken for a kidnapper.

Although ordinary warriors have nothing to do with him, if the government calls the army to drive him away, he will have no choice but to leave.

Since he had such leisure, he just prepared an improved prescription to dilute the Yingyue Pill.

……

On the street side of the restaurant on the other side of the river, two figures were revealed through the raised windows.

"Brother Han, if that person is really an expert, aren't we being too obvious?" Zhou Qiang just picked up the tea bowl and put it down again.

This morning, I drank seven or eight cups of morning tea, and my stomach swelled from drinking it.

"Weird." Han An frowned.

He observed again today with the eyes of the spiritual officer, but this time he couldn't even see the aura.Not to mention the dark wind, ghost fog, and roaring ghosts seen last night.

To say that he was wrong is absolutely impossible.

"Ah Qiang, pay more attention, don't provoke him, and don't let other people offend that person."

"I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

In the end, Han An could only tell Zhou Qiang like this.

You can't drive people away just because they are suspicious.

And judging by his cultivation, he is definitely not an opponent, and he may only be able to humiliate himself.

Today, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and Huaifeng's arrest of Han An has given him a sigh of relief.

"Brother Han, don't worry."

Tu Shanjun had noticed those two gazes a long time ago, and didn't pay much attention to them.

……

"Three pennies for finding things, one or two for catching ghosts and taking demons, superseding rituals...the price will be calculated separately."

"If there is..."

"If you have other needs, you can consult for details." Tu Shanjun added the rest of the words, then removed the bamboo slips that blocked his face, and looked at the thin young man in short clothes with a disheveled face standing under the white cloth banner and reading the above words.

"What is the benefactor asking for?"

As the saying goes, if you don't have hair on your mouth, you can't do things well. Seeing Tu Shanjun's desolate appearance and wearing a black Taoist robe, I really can't trust him.

But the man seemed a little sneaky.

He took out a jade pendant soaked in blood from his bosom: "Taoist, can you figure out where this jade pendant comes from?"

The down-and-out Taoist in black Taoist robe glanced at the jade pendant, pinched his fingers and counted, his complexion suddenly turned weird.

"Benefactor, I'm afraid this thing will set you on fire." The old god Tu Shanjun was there.

The young man was slightly taken aback, and sighed: "I'm really dizzy, how can I figure this out?"

"Daozhang, you can fool others with your words, but I am not afraid."

The thin young man put the jade pendant into his arms, stood up and hurriedly entered the crowd.

Tu Shanjun didn't care about the loss of three coins.

This jade pendant was tainted with evil spirit, it looked like something dug out from the ground, it might have aroused the counterattack of ghosts.

When they go to explore again, it will be the day of death.

The lean young man who slipped into the crowd first went to a mutton soup shop to have a full meal, then wiped his mouth and then wandered into the alley, until he reached the door of a house, bumped the jade pendant in his arms, and immediately grinned.

"Ma Yuan, what's the good thing that makes your teeth stick out?"

"Hey, brother doesn't know something. When I passed by Fenghua Street today, I had nothing to do and asked a group of people to look at the jade pendant."

"He couldn't even understand the jade pendant, but he told me seriously that this thing would catch fire." Ma Yuan stepped into the threshold, chatting and laughing with the middle-aged man who opened the door.

Although they do this job with their heads pinned to their waistbands, as long as they are fully prepared, ghosts and ghosts will not kill them.

What's more, the large tomb has already been investigated clearly, and there is no major problem.

"The world is going downhill, the court is in turmoil now, and there are a lot more swindlers."

"Not much gossip, we are leaving tonight..."

　Chapter 2 will be updated tomorrow. I am not satisfied with the writing, delete and delete, and find that the number is not enough. Then, I will make it up after I think about it.

　　There must always be a foreshadowing in the writing, otherwise the plot will be written in a daze, dry and abrupt.

　　As for the update problem, everyone can see that Lingshan is trying its best to restore the update.

　　How should I put it, it should belong to the rehabilitation stage.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)