Farming, learning Wu, and peace in the world

Chapter 301 Liu Changyuan Remnant Soul

Holding the orange gourd, Ikehashi Matsu walked out of the farmhouse.

Under the light of stars, although the garden is dark, Ikehashi Pine can already see the surrounding scenery clearly.

He moved the orange gourd while walking, and under the guidance of the orange gourd, he gradually walked from the pine garden to the back mountain path, and finally stopped beside a pile of logs.

I don't know when a pile of rotten wood was piled up here.

And the orange gourd pointed steadily downward at the pile of rotten wood, and Ikehashisong ran the "Xiao Dao Wang Qi Technique", but did not see any evil spirit in the pile of rotten wood.

But, you obviously can't go wrong with orange gourds.

The ghost head sword was pulled out, and the rotten wood was picked. Soon under the illumination of the flashlight, a puppet carved from wood was turned out from the bottom of the rotten wood.

"It's you that's causing the trouble?" Chi Hashimatsu reached out and pinched the wooden doll.

Taking a closer look, the carving technique is quite rough, and the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and facial features are all distorted, but he can detect a trace of humanity from the expression of this puppet.

He researched it for a while, but didn't find any clues, and he couldn't see any evil spirits on it when he performed the "Xiao Dao Wang Qi Technique".

But the orange gourd is always pointing straight at the wooden doll.

"Hiding in a hurdle, is this the secret hand of Famianlun King Liu Changyuan, or the hand and foot of Xuan Hanzi who was killed by me?" He couldn't find a clue.

Prepare to put the wooden doll into the red gourd.

But the communication with a mouthful of qi was unsuccessful. The wooden doll was like a living thing, with its own vitality, thus resisting Ikehashisong's breath of qi.

"Strange!"

Although Ikehashisong felt that the wooden doll was a bit weird, he really didn't expect it to be a living thing.

"I can even take in a red gourd with a spiritual body like the white-washed God of Eyes Opening, but this wooden doll can't do it. Could it be that... there is a ghost hidden in it?"

He wanted to split open the wooden doll and see what was inside.

But after thinking about it, suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Use the "Circle Light Art" to see who wrote this!"

Since the completion of the "Circle Light Technique", he has used it more than a dozen times to succeed once, and even if he succeeds, the retrospective images he sees may not be what he wants.

It can be said that this spell is quite tasteless.

With the idea of ​​treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he quickly cast the "Circle Light Technique" on the pile of rotten wood.

A mouthful of qi is sprinkled out along with the "Circle Light Art", and it seems that there is a flash of dense air, and something is caught by a mouthful of qi, and then condensed into a dynamic light and shadow image.

In the image, it appears that someone originally set up a wood grill.

Then a plume of black smoke fell, just smashing the grill, and a wooden doll mixed into it.

pat.

The screen is broken.

Ikehashisong narrowed his eyes: "Sure enough, someone put the wooden doll here on purpose, but, is this person Liu Changyuan, Xuan Hanzi, or a latecomer?"

The four ghosts of Peng Li were strangled, but there are still a lot of hidden evil cultivators. Perhaps these evil cultivators knew about a hurdle and chose to raise wooden dolls here.

He thought for a few seconds, then cast the "circle light technique" again, and waved at the pile of logs.

A mouthful of qi was spilled, but there was no response.

After repeated several times, there was no response. Obviously, it was a fluke to succeed once before.

After thinking about it, Ikehashimatsu looked at the wooden doll in his hand again: "Perhaps there are still thoughts left by the person who did this, let me use the "Circle Light Technique" to explore again."

He immediately cast the "circle light technique" on the wooden puppet.

Suddenly, the wooden idol seemed to be activated, emitting a faint glow, and the glow burst out suddenly, condensing a vague figure in the sky that seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.

The figure's eyes were dull, and he stared at Chi Qiaosong in a daze.

"Ok?"

Ikehashi Song was surprised: "What is this?"

Who knew that the person's image seemed to hear him speak, and made a dull and subtle voice: "Liu Changyuan."

"You are Liu Changyuan?"

"Liu Changyuan."

"You are Famian Wheel King Liu Changyuan, are you his remnant soul?"

Chi Qiaosong was very surprised. Liu Changyuan blew himself up. Not only did he not die, and was taken away by Xuan Hanzi to cleanse him, he even left a wooden doll to let his remnant soul escape.

In front of the two masters, a live performance of a golden cicada escaping its shell was performed.

However, the remnant soul seemed to be insane, and could only repeat a few simple words in a daze: "Jinguangling, Liumiandong, go home...Jinguangling, Liumiandong, go home..."

"Jinguangling, Liumiandong?" Chi Qiaosong touched his chin, "Is this Liu Changyuan's lair?"

His practice time was too short, and he hadn't seen many things, so he couldn't guess what method Liu Changyuan used to escape the dangerous situation of self-explosion.

How to keep a trace of remnants.

As for where Jin Guangling was, he didn't know either.

Immediately, the "Circle Light Technique" was dispersed, and Liu Changyuan's remnant soul lost its support and retracted directly into the wooden doll.

He held the wooden puppet, rolled up a golden light, went straight to Chijiashan, and then entered the small world of Pine Garden.

At this time, in the pine garden, candlelight was lit, and a large wooden shed was built with the jade dragon bed as the center, and the table was full of melon seeds, small sugar and peanuts.

Ren Qiongdan, Tu Shanzi, Tao Nuxin, Xiao Zhi, Xiaoqing, General Beng, and Grandma Daliushu all gathered together to eat and drink while listening to the New Year's Eve party on the radio.

Listen to sketches, listen to singing, and gossip about everyday life.

Even the old Gui Lingshouzi was chewing a piece of broccoli at the side, chattering about how Master Luo celebrated New Year's Eve in the past—invited a bunch of fellow Taoists, sang and danced, and even held a live event when he was drinking to his heart's content. Uncovered meeting.

"You are an old man, and you still have children, so don't talk about these nasty things." Ren Qiongdan scolded with a smile.

Seeing Chi Qiaosong coming in, everyone got up to say hello.

Ikehashi Song sat down and smiled slightly: "I'll come and take a look, it's okay, the New Year's Eve banquet in Songyuan was well organized, and Ren Qiongdan deserves praise for that."

Ren Qiongdan immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, boss, for your appreciation. I wonder if there is any lucky money?"

Tu Shanzi stroked his beard and smiled endlessly.

Ikehashi loosened his hands: "You are all older than me, why do you ask me for the New Year's money? Speaking of which, I am also quite miserable. I haven't received the New Year's money for several years."

"Because you are the master." Xiao Zhi said as a matter of course.

Although the psychological trauma left by the sword at the beginning is still there, but with the gradual contact, the old hen spirit has gradually integrated into the pine garden, and no longer shy away.

"The landlord's house has no surplus food, so the master really has no lucky money." Chi Qiaosong laughed and joked with everyone for a while.

Then he called out Tu Shanzi.

Among so many aliens in Pine Garden, he trusted Tu Shanzi the most, and Tu Shanzi had completely participated in the matter of opening the god: "Old Tu, look at this, Liu Changyuan still has a remnant soul."

Taking out the wooden puppet and performing the "Circle Light Technique", Liu Changyuan's remnant soul spewed out.

Started to repeat again: "Jinguangling, Liumiandong, go home..."

"grumble."

Tu Shanzi let out a habitual fox cry, and then said, "I've heard of Jinguang Ridge, in the depths of Qianli Cuilong Mausoleum, where I once picked wild camellias.

Liu Changyuan's lair, Liumiandong, is probably in that Jinguang Ridge.

Brother Chi, do you want to search again? "

Ike Hashimatsu nodded: "Of course I'm going, there are probably a lot of good things in the lair of a giant mage and evil cultivator. But I'm curious, what kind of existence is he in his current state, and this kind of remnant soul can really be revived ?"

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Ask for a ticket~
(End of this chapter)