Liao Zhai alchemist

Chapter 300

Raise the altar, chant mantras, kneel down, and offer blood food.

Zhang Wei offered a few live sheep, and suddenly a vast number of rampant soldiers flew out from the Dharma Altar of Jinding Temple, and they ate up the live sheep in one fell swoop.

After eating the blood food, these rampant soldiers began to circle around Zhang Wei, as if they were studying him.

After a while, some rampant soldiers began to fly back, and the remaining rampant soldiers started to quarrel, then fought, and then fought into a ball.

Zhang Wei looked at this scene without knowing why, and gave Qingtong beside him a puzzled look.

Qingtong explained: "This is because many rampant soldiers want to join you, but because of the limited number of places, they have to fight to determine."

Zhang Wei was taken aback, could it be that he is so attractive?To let these rampant soldiers fight because of him?Thinking of this, he was a little complacent.

But at this time, Bai Meimei said unhurriedly: "Our Jinding Temple has not accepted disciples for a long time, and the rampant soldiers at home are all idle and crazy. Now they finally have the opportunity to go out. Of course, they will not give it to others. !"

What she meant was that these rampant soldiers were not attracted by Zhang Wei's charm at all, but simply wanted to go out and let the wind go, so they fought!

After fighting for a while, these rambunctious soldiers finally got their 'theory' clear, and the final victor happily turned around Zhang Wei.

At this time, Qingtong also said: "This is the rampant soldier assigned to you, you can pack it with your belongings."

Master Meishan will distribute soldiers from the altar he enshrines to his disciples after his disciples pay homage to him.This is equivalent to assigning power to disciples.

With these rampant soldiers, this disciple can start refining water and practicing Dharma.Then disciples can also go outside to subdue ghosts and become rampant soldiers to strengthen their own rampant soldiers.

Over time, they can even re-establish an altar and become one of thousands of altars in Meishan.

According to the legend of Meishan, the source of all dharma altars comes from Zhang Wulang, who turned over the altar, and then each family led rampant soldiers from Zhang Wulang, and then developed each of them to achieve their own dharma altars.

Therefore, Master Meishan comes from one lineage, but each has its own sect.

But there is a bad thing about the rampant soldiers in the Meishan Dharma Altar. These rampant soldiers do not do other things except fighting, guarding, investigating, and collecting.

If it is a ghost soldier of various Taoist sects, it can also be used for cooking, plowing the fields, taking care of spirit animals, sweeping and cleaning, and repairing houses.

In this regard, rampant soldiers are not as good as ghost soldiers.

After resting for a few days, Qing Tong and Zhang Wei embarked on the journey again.Advance towards the Red Water River.

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After walking for more than ten days, the two of them finally arrived at the bank of a rushing river.This river is not wide, but the current is very fast, and there are reefs and turbulence everywhere under the water. Basically, no boats will walk this river.

And the redness of the river water, Zhang Wei estimated that it was caused by the red soil.

This place has left Meishan Mansion far away and entered the southern border.The weather in southern Xinjiang is hot. People here live in bamboo houses on stilts and wear short shirts and shorts.

Arriving here, Qingtong's expression became dignified.He took Zhang Wei to a small town by the Hongshui River—Redwood City.

Redwood City is built on the mountain, along the mountain road, surrounded by stilted buildings made of bamboo and wood.This kind of building like a stilted building does not have high requirements on the flatness of the land, and can be built on various slopes.Because Diaojiaolou was originally a house suspended by pillars.

Qingtong is very familiar with this place, leading Zhang Wei to walk on the rugged mountain road.Southern Xinjiang is hot and rainy, and the stone pavement always feels wet.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, so Qingtong brought Zhang Wei to a big house.

A gourd was hanging from the eaves of the big house, and there was a faint smell of herbs in it. The two went in and saw that it was a medical clinic.

Qing Tong looked around, greeted a young man aged sixteen or seventeen, and asked, "Is Doctor Zuo there?"

The young man looked Qingtong up and down for a while, and said: "The master is out for a visit, what's the matter with the client?"

Qing Tong waved his hand and said, "I'm his old friend, I just came to visit him."

"Oh!" The young man suddenly realized, then pointed to the seat next to him and said, "If the guests are not in a hurry, they can sit there and wait."

Qingtong nodded and said, "Then I'll bother you."

The two of them came to the seat by the side of the house and sat down. The young man brought a pot of tea and two teacups and said, "Guests please feel free to call me if you need anything."

After speaking, he went to the other side, took out some medicinal materials and began to process them.

Zhang Wei poured Qingtong a cup of tea, the tea soup was black, with a slight thatch aroma, taking a sip lightly, the bitterness returned to sweetness, but it didn't look like tea.

Qingtong said: "This is Shengjin tea prepared by Dr. Zuo. I haven't drunk it for many years, but the taste is still the same."

The two were drinking tea, when suddenly there was a sound of shouting at the door.

"Doctor Zuo! Doctor Zuo! Come and save someone!"

In a burst of anxious shouts, two young men walked in carrying a middle-aged man, and a middle-aged woman followed closely, her face covered with tears.

Hearing the shout, the young man quickly put down the work in his hands, walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

The two young men put the middle-aged man on the ground, and said in a gloomy voice, "My dad, I'm afraid he got earworms!"

As soon as these words came out, both Qingtong and the young man were shocked.

As soon as the young man heard it, he immediately lay down on the ground, stretched out his hand and lifted the middle-aged man's ear to watch.

And Qingtong also walked over, and looked together.Zhang Wei also went up to see what was going on.

From the ears of the middle-aged man, yellow-white mucus flowed out at this moment. This mucus seemed to be extremely thick, and it neither flowed out nor flowed in.It was moving slowly in the ear.

Seeing this, the young man's mood sank, and he said, "Master is out for a doctor's visit, let me take care of it for you first!"

When the two young men heard this, they immediately said, "Where did Dr. Zuo go? We'll go look for him right away."

The young man ran to the cabinet and said, "It's at Ge's house in Dongcheng, you go and look for it."

A young man heard this and left immediately.

At this time, the young man also brought a porcelain bottle.He opened the porcelain bottle, and Zhang Wei immediately smelled a strong pungent smell.

It smells so strong it makes you want to sneeze.

At this time, the young man dripped the liquid in the bottle into the middle-aged man's ear.

The liquid was yellow-brown, like grease.After slowly dripping it into the ear, the young man immediately took two special iron plates, one on the left and the other on the right to plug the ears of the unconscious middle-aged man.

But at this time, Bai Yu bowed her body and got ready.

The next moment, the middle-aged man sat up abruptly, and then sneezed!
"Ah!" A violent sneeze came out, and Zhang Wei suddenly saw something spewed out of the man's mouth and nose!
The speed of sneezing is extremely fast, and the things that are sprayed out are also extremely fast.

But Bai Yu, who had been prepared for a long time, stretched out his claws and swung it over!

In an instant, her claws hit the flying thing, and that thing was kicked out by her!

At this time, Huangdou also jumped suddenly, and his claws fell down suddenly, suppressing the little thing that flew out.

Zhang Wei took a closer look, and found that small thing was actually a small person!
This person was about an inch in size, with a pointed head and a spiral pattern, but otherwise it was no different from ordinary people.

He struggled frantically under Soybean's claws, and the tip of his head kept shaking, as if he wanted to get into Soybean's body.

But the fur of soybeans is extremely tough, how could he be able to get in there.

Then Qingtong came over, took out a copper bottle, and threw the villain into it.

Holding the copper vase, he said, "This is the ear listener."

The middle-aged man fell heavily on the ground and passed out.And the young man quickly fetched a bowl of decoction and poured it into the middle-aged man's mouth and nose.

The middle-aged woman and the young man watched all this nervously, and then heard the young man say, "That's all I can do."

Both the middle-aged woman and the young man nodded, then looked nervously at the middle-aged man.

At this moment, there was a 'jingling' sound from that copper bottle in Qingtong.

The surface of the copper bottle already had some slight protrusions, Zhang Wei looked at these in surprise, and understood that these protrusions were made by that villain.

"Their strength is really great!" Zhang Wei said.

"The top of the ear's head is hard and sharp. With this top, they can enter the brain through the ear canal. After eating the brain, they can use the top of the head to pierce the skull and fly out."

"However, metal is still their biggest enemy. It is difficult for their heads to penetrate metal, and if they stay in the metal environment for a long time, they will be poisoned and die."

Qingtong said.

But at this time, footsteps came from the door, and a middle-aged doctor came in from the outside. As soon as he entered, he saw Qing Tong and Zhang Wei.

Then his face froze for a moment, followed by joy.But he just nodded with Qingtong, then squatted down a few times to check the situation of the middle-aged man.

"Doctor Zuo..." the middle-aged woman said to Doctor Zuo in a begging tone.

Doctor Zuo frowned, but finally shook his head and said, "It's too late, my brain has been emptied. Even if a person is alive, he is still a living dead!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman seemed to have heard a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and she slumped on the ground.And those two young men hurried to comfort her.

Earling people like to eat brains the most, and human brains are among the most delicious.

In the dead of night, ear listening people will fly to people's homes, then get into the room, and get into people's ears while people are sleeping soundly.

Then they crawl in the ear, and then follow the ear canal into the human brain.

At the beginning, when the ear listener eats the brain, it will secrete a substance to protect the victim's brain.The victim feels nothing at all and can still live and work normally.

But after a few days, as the brain is almost eaten, various abnormalities of people will appear.

Such as amnesia, loss of emotional control, slurred speech, inability to distinguish people, laziness and lethargy, etc.In fact, at this point, it is already very troublesome.

In the end, the brain is swallowed in sevens and eighties, and the cerebrospinal fluid will flow out along the ear canal, turning into an abnormally cloudy liquid.

At this time, it is basically difficult to cure the medicine.

Dr. Zuo's family has practiced medicine in Redwood City for generations, and they have done a lot of research on this 'disease'. The dark brown oily liquid is specially formulated to expel the ear-talking people.

If it can be discovered early, and this kind of medicine can be used to drive away the earing person, this person can still be saved.

If it is discovered late, the person's brain has been eaten, and even if the ear listener is driven away, the victim will fall into an eternal deep sleep because he has no brain.It's like a vegetative person, able to breathe, but unconscious.

Ear listeners, known as earworms by the Hongshui River, are a thing that turns heads when you hear them!

The body of the middle-aged man was carried away by his family members. Although he was still breathing, he was considered dead.The family would let him go for a few days until he died of starvation, and then arrange for his burial.

After finishing these things, Dr. Zuo finally stopped. He came to Qingtong and said, "Ada, how many years has it been since?"

Qingtong smiled wryly and said, "Maybe 13 years."

"Yeah, 13 years! How are you doing?"

"Life is better than death!"

Both men fell silent.

After a while, Dr. Zuo called the young man next to him and said, "This is Zuo Ci, my nephew."

Then he said to Zuo Ci: "Xiao Ci, this is your Uncle Liu and..."

He looked at Zhang Wei, and Zhang Wei quickly introduced himself, "My name is Zhang Wei, and I am also Uncle Liu's nephew."

After introducing himself, Dr. Zuo told Zuo Ci to go to the hotel in the city to have a banquet, and then everyone sat in the small attic behind the medical hall to eat.

The two old men poured wine to each other and said some incomprehensible words.The two younger people buried their heads in eating.

Zhang Wei took a sip of plum wine and was about to pour a glass for Zuo Ci beside him, but suddenly thought of something and asked, "Can you drink?"

The young man gnawed on a mosquito, nodded and said: "I can drink it. There are a lot of medicinal wines at home, and I have drunk them all."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei dared to pour him a glass of plum wine.

The young man was very interested in Zhang Wei's plum wine. He said: "Here we all use bullpen, tiger penis, deer penis, mountain lion, flying clam and other wines to make wine. Drinking it can not only drive away wind and heat, but also improve the quality of the wine. Can keep fit."

Although southern Xinjiang is hot, it is very humid here. Drinking medicinal wine can drive away rheumatism and wind heat.Drinking medicinal wine is a fashion here.

As for fruit wine, people here think that fruit is eaten directly, and soaking in wine is a waste of wine and fruit.

Fruits are eaten here all year round, and there is no need to consider the preservation of fruits, so there are very few preserved and dried fruits here.

After drinking some sweet and sour plum wine, Zuo Ci's chatterbox also opened up.Sure enough, wine is the lubricant between men.

"Are you a practitioner?" Zuo Ci asked curiously.

Zhang Wei nodded.

"Then do you think I can cultivate?" Zuo Ci asked hopefully.

Hearing this, Zhang Wei channeled mana into his eyes, then reached out and touched Zuo Ci's hand bones.

"With sufficient inspiration, healthy mind and soul, and well-developed meridians, you can practice." Zhang Wei said after reading it.

Sufficient inspiration means that when meditating and practicing qi, it is easier to feel qi, that is, mana.

The soul is healthy, which means that there is no hidden disease, and you can go far on the road of practice.

The meridian is accessible, which means that he can run mana and accumulate mana.

Ordinary people have more or less problems in these three aspects, so they can easily embark on the road of cultivation.But if the three aspects are all right, then this person can practice.

Hearing Zhang Wei's words, Zuo Ci was obviously much happier. He glanced at his uncle secretly, and then said, "I really want to practice, but when my Zuo family comes to me, it's a single pass. I'm afraid my family won't allow it." I went to the mountains to practice. My uncle doesn't marry and have children, so I can only bear the big things of spreading branches and leaves..."

Having said that, he has some complaints.

Zhang Wei laughed dumbfounded when he heard this, and said: "It is also possible to practice at home. The Taoist sects in the world, except Quanzhen Taoism, other Taoist sects are not forbidden to marry. It will not affect your branching and spreading leaves."

When Zuo Ci heard this, his eyes widened and he put down the wine in his hand.He said, "But the Taoist temple near my house doesn't say that!"

Zhang Wei said indifferently: "Then the Taoist temple near your home has no real inheritance, or it is the Taoism of Quanzhen Tao."

After listening to Zhang Wei's explanation, he finally nodded, and then continued to ask: "Then can you teach me how to practice?"

Zhang Wei shook his head with a smile and said, "I haven't become a teacher yet, so I don't have the right to accept apprentices for the time being."

If you want to accept apprentices, you must at least become a teacher.However, Tong Guang has never taught Zhang Wei...

Zuo Ci immediately became disappointed, and picked up the wine glass again to take a sip.

Zhang Wei shook his head with a smile, all of this has a predestined relationship, Zuo Ci has the aptitude to practice, but whether he has the opportunity to practice, he needs to try it himself.

He drank a lot, and Zuo Ci, who had an astonishing capacity for alcohol, was finally drunk, young people just don't know how to control themselves.

After Zhang Wei sent him back to the room, Qingtong called him to the room.

Qingtong opened the copper bottle and poured out the ear to listen to.At this moment, Erling's whole body was already stiff, with black and blue markings on the surface.

The ear listener is dead!
"Tomorrow we will set off for Erling Country." Qingtong said lightly.

Zhang Wei also nodded.Then Qingtong took out a firecracker and said, "Now I will teach you how to fire the blunderbuss."

He handed the firecracker in his hand to Zhang Wei and said, "A real good firecracker must be made by ourselves. It is not difficult to make this firecracker, it is just a metal tube and a handle."

"Metal tubes can be made of any metal, whether it is gold, silver, copper or iron, they can be used to make firecrackers. But if you want to use the guns to be powerful, the firecrackers must be warmed day and night."

"Metal grows less and less, so you have to keep adding materials. If you use gold and silver as firecrackers, you will consume a lot of gold and silver. Therefore, I think Qingtong's firecrackers are the best to use."

After he finished speaking, he took out his gun.

Qingtong's firecracker is very thick, more like a hand cannon.He touched his firecracker and said, "People are alive, but people are dead. This gun is already closely related to me, and it cannot be passed on to you."

"You use this firecracker first, and when you have time, you are refining one that suits your own wishes."

Zhang Wei looked at the simple firecracker in his hand, and finally nodded.

"Next, I will teach you how to refine gunpowder."

As he spoke, he took out a handful of rotten soil, a piece of strange wood and a ball of dead fire from his bosom, and continued: "These are the three basic materials for refining gunpowder. In fact, other things can be added. Each altar Everyone has their own secret recipe."

"Zhao Sanlang has already taught you how to refine gunpowder, today I will guide you to refine it." Qingtong said.

"The refining of gunpowder is extremely difficult. If there is a slight mistake, it will be ineffective, and there may even be a danger of explosion. Therefore, we refine less, be safer, and save some materials."

After speaking, he took out a small silver spoon and began to divide the ingredients.

"Remember, all yin materials must be divided with utensils made of silver, because yin and silver are both yin, so that the materials will not be damaged and unnecessary troubles will be caused."

As he spoke, he scooped out a little rot with a silver spoon.Then he took out a pair of pounding mortar made of silver, broke off a small piece of strange wood, put it in and hammered it into powder.

Finally, he picked up a little more dead fire with a silver spoon.Then he said: "The next step is the most difficult, you can take a good look at it."

After he finished speaking, he lit the dead fire on the strange wood and began to calcine the strange wood.

When the dead fire burned the strange wood, the strange wood made a fierce scream, as if the sound of magic pierced the ears, making people sick.

While calcining the strange wood, Qingtong filled the mulch with a silver spoon and carefully poured it on the dead fire.

During this process, he was careful all the way, not even daring to breathe.

Gradually, traces of sparks flew out from the flames, and as soon as the flames flew out, Qingtong quickly caught the sparks.

Then he opened his palm and saw that it was a little black gunpowder!

Seeing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was lucky today, he succeeded for the first time, and he did not lose face in front of Zhang Wei.

Then he said: "Our special secret recipe for Golden Summit is to add a little yellow millet into it!"

After speaking, he took out a handful of yellow millet.This yellow millet is the kind of yellow millet that people often eat.It's just that the yellow millet in Qingtong's hand is even more golden.

He carefully sprinkled the yellow millet on the dead fire.

At this moment, the dead flame suddenly sprang up, the flame jumped several inches, and then suddenly extinguished!

Qingtong's face was a little embarrassed, and he said: "This kind of accident is very common. The refining of gunpowder is so difficult. The basic black powder is easier, but as long as other things are added, the difficulty will increase with each additional material. It's several times harder!"

"A shot of the gunpowder requires at least one tael of gunpowder. Therefore, although the shotgun shot is very powerful, it is also very laborious."

What he didn't say is that some Meishan masters have never successfully refined one or two gunpowder in their entire lives.These unlucky Meishan mages either gave up their shooting skills, or traded some gunpowder from others for use.

Gunpowder is difficult to refine, which makes it very expensive, and most of the Meishan masters are very poor.

This makes the family that is not rich even worse!

But the powerful power of this shooting technique deeply attracted Master Meishan.Why did the Meishan mages burst into tears when they used the blunderbuss?

Because they love deeply!

Looking at Qingtong's refinement, Zhang Wei said, "Let me try it too!"

(End of this chapter)