nine coffins

Chapter 574 Tang Ji Dinghun Fragrance!lie?

Hanji Town, the coffin shadow of the blood moon.The words of the clerk in the store caused waves in the hearts of the four of Amu.

"There is such a strange scene, what kind of coffin shadow is that?" Amu's face was calm, but he showed appropriate curiosity.

"Hey! Can you be fooled by a small one? Our Hanji Town is a treasure land in Xuebei. You can see the strange coffin of blood shadow tonight, and you will know when the time comes." The shop assistant actually bought it A hurdle.

"Alright! Then we will stay here tonight. Dude, prepare four guest rooms!" Amu looked at Li Shui and the others, and everyone naturally nodded.The store clerk responded and went straight to prepare.

Amu and the others would naturally not miss everything about the coffin.In this blood north town, on the night of the [-]th day, there will be a bloody full moon, but even Mo Wuhen doesn't know about it.It is unheard of that there is a coffin shadow in the blood moon.

Isn't this the same moon as the middle part of Blood Moon Continent?
The four of Amu decided to stay overnight. After eating the food and wine, they briefly looked at the room.The rooms here are very ordinary, it is the house where ordinary people live, but it is quite clean.The store clerk said that in the entire Hanji Town, there is no guest room where monks can absorb spiritual energy.

Then, the four of them decided to walk around the streets of the town again.

Tang Ji's old store, Fangcai's buddy mentioned it, and the four of them were also a little curious.And as soon as you go out, the old Tang Kee store is just opposite.

The three simple and unsophisticated stone houses are quite conspicuous. The houses are covered with heavy snow, and there are two ancient seal characters of "Tang Ji" on the plaque. Everything is very simple.

At this time, the front of Tang Ji's old store was a little deserted.The four stepped forward and entered the shop.

In Hanji Town, it is snowy and the weather is quite cold, but once you enter this shop, it is as warm as spring.

There was no brazier, but a few fiery red stones embedded in the walls, emitting a soft red light.That is the unique fire dragon stone in Xuebei, a piece of fire dragon stone can dissipate heat for hundreds of years.

The three stone houses are actually connected, but they only have a back hall.There is no counter in the store, and some things that cultivators need are hung on the walls.All kinds of talismans, instruments and strangely shaped instruments.

The layout of this shop is very similar to the ghost store where I bought Shen Yan's portrait when Niang Amu went to Beihuang.

When the four came in, there was another customer in the store.It was a young man, dressed in green, tall and straight, with a good appearance, he nodded slightly when he saw Amu and others coming in.

That young man gave people the impression that he was gentle, gentle and approachable.

Real Immortal Realm [-]!

Amu and the others nodded in return, and at the same time, they all saw the young man's cultivation, but they didn't know if he also suppressed his cultivation.

At this time, a guy who looked like a buddy, whose cultivation base was the first level of scattered souls, was accompanying the young man to greet him, as if he was introducing some hunting pills.

After Amu and others came in, the light door in the back hall flashed, and an old man walked out.The old man was dressed in homespun clothes, he was not tall, his hair was gray, and he looked very simple and ordinary.

"Welcome a few, what do you need? My Tangji old store has been open for many years, and there are many customers coming and going. The reputation is guaranteed, and the price is good." The old man's attitude is very gentle, it seems He is the master of Tang Ji.

"Mortal?" Amu and the others were taken aback.Amu, Li Shui, and Bai Wuming couldn't help looking at Mo Wuhen, because he had the highest cultivation level among the four, and monks below the ninth level of true immortality should be able to see through it.

But Mo Wuhen frowned slightly, then smiled wryly, and shook his head.

Xuanxian, or higher?Several people murmured in their hearts.Because, in the eyes of Mo Wuhen, only those who have reached the realm of Profound Immortal or above can become a "mortal".

However, since Tang Ji sells items for cultivating immortals, the owner of the store will definitely not be a mortal.This seemingly ordinary old man in civilian clothes is unfathomable, he must be a man of great cultivation.It seems that this Hanji town is actually a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

"Senior!" Mo Wuhen cupped his fists slightly.Amu and others also bowed their hands and saluted to show their respect.

"Hey!" The old man in plain clothes waved his hand and said with a smile, "What kind of senior is not a senior? He came here to take care of my old man's voice. If you are going hunting at sea, what kind of flying talisman or trapped animal pill do you need? Yes, there is also a map of the star field with a radius of [-] miles around. The prey on those floating continents is also recorded."

"Oh! We came here for the first time to enjoy the spectacle of the blood moon." Mo Wuhen said politely, "I heard that senior is here, it is Hanji, so I came here to visit."

"Hehe! Hanji is a must, I'm so honored! However, they are all small things that you can't think about. If you don't go hunting in the sea, most of you won't need them. If you come here just to watch the moon, then buy a little soul-fixing Go back, maybe it will be beneficial." The old man in plain clothes smiled lightly.

"Huh? Soul-fixing incense?" Mo Wuhen was slightly taken aback, "May I ask senior what that is?"

"A round of blood moon, a coffin shadow! That is indeed a wonderful scene in my Hanji Town, but there are also some dangers in that strange scene. Occasionally, some monks with weak minds will get lost under a round of blood moon , even madness, causing killing. Therefore, the old man here sells a kind of spice called soul-sustaining. When the blood moon rises, you can calm your mind and calm your soul without losing your true nature."

"Oh?" Amu and the others frowned when they heard this.

"Senior, is it dangerous to watch this blood moon spectacle?" Mo Wuhen asked.

"Hey! This is not good. Since it is a strange scene, there must be some strange things. What I said just now is just in case, and not everyone will be affected. You are visitors from other places, so I will introduce it to you. Local people, nothing will happen to them," said the Tubu old man.

"Oh! I just don't know if the probability is high or not?" This time it was Amu who was watching.

"In 200 years, there are always one or two. Crazy or lost! I once saw a lost person who directly drew his sword and committed suicide, and another one who was crazy, killed innocent people, and was beaten to death by the townspeople .” The tone of the earth cloth old man was flat, but to Mo Wuhen, Amu and the others, it sounded a little sinister.

"Why are they lost? Could it be that there is some kind of power in the shadow of the coffin?" Amu asked again.

"I don't know!" The old man in civilian clothes shook his head, then glanced at Amu, "I guess no one knows. In fact, there was nothing unusual about the rising of the blood moon, but there was a shadow of a coffin in the red moon, which looked a bit strange. Absolutely Most people don’t have any problems, and they live as usual. However, I can’t explain the occasional situation. The old man has lived in Hanji Town for many years, and he still hasn’t figured it out!”

Mo Wuhen, Amu and the others frowned, it seemed that there must be something strange about it.

"Senior, give me some soul-fixing incense!" At this time, the young monk in Tsing Yi who had been picking things also heard their conversation.

"Oh! Good! A bottle of ten copper-level spirit coins!" said the commoner-clothed old man.

The price of ten copper-level spirit coins is not high, but it is definitely not low.A thousand spirit stones and some spices are considered the best.

As he said that, the old man walked to a wall, and took out a small white jade bottle from a cloth bag in an inconspicuous corner.It seems that there will never be many people who buy this broken soul incense on weekdays.

"When the blood moon rises, sniff it three times! It can keep you worry-free for an hour. If an hour passes, you have to inhale it three more times!" the earth cloth old man seriously instructed.

The monk in green took the vial and opened the cork.A faint and strange fragrance came out, which really calmed the mind.

"Thank you, senior!" The young monk smiled gently, put away the jade bottle, and handed ten spirit coins to the commoner old man.At this time, Amu noticed that there seemed to be a long blue dragon embroidered on the cuff of the young monk.

After buying the Dinghun Incense, the young monk took his leave and left the shop.

"Several people, do you want a few bottles too, just in case?" The old man turned his head and asked Amu and the others.

"Okay! Let's get four bottles too!" To be on the safe side, Mo Wuhen made the decision directly, took out forty spirit coins, and ordered four bottles.

Then, the four of them put away each other.There is nothing else to be desired, and several people will leave Tang Ji.It's just that when the few people were about to leave, the old man in plain clothes suddenly gave an earnest instruction.

"Young man, Shadow of the Blood Moon Coffin, you can take a look, but don't look too much. It's safest to stay indoors."

"Huh?" Amu and the others were taken aback for a moment, the old man in plain clothes seemed to have something to say.

However, before a few people asked any more questions, the old man had already shook his head and returned to the back hall.Several people had no choice but to cast questioning glances at the guy in the shop.

But the little boy in the store spread his hands and smiled wryly.

"Everyone, don't ask. I don't know what the old man means."

Mo Wuhen and Amu and the others couldn't help but look at each other with wry smiles, so they walked out of the old shop and went straight back to the inn.

The inn guy greeted a few people after seeing them.

"Several of you are back, is there anything to gain in the town?"

"Ugh! I bought a few bottles of Dinghun Incense, brother, have you heard of it? The old man of the Tang family said, just in case, to calm the soul!" Mo Wuhen said.

"Oh? Hehe!" A strange smile flashed across the guy's face, "Mr. Tang's Ding Hun Xiang, it seems that it hasn't been opened for a long time, right?"

"What do you mean? Could this thing be a bluff?" Mo Wuhen doubted.

"It's really hard to say!" The guy said with a half-smile, "Anyway, no one knows whether it works or not? Local people, no one buys it, and they are all foreigners, but the monks who haven't bought the soul incense have never heard of it. What happened to who?"

"Didn't it mean that in one or two hundred years, someone would go crazy under the shadow of the blood moon coffin?" Li Shui asked with a frown.

"Hey! It's true that some people are crazy, but what's the matter without the blood moon? It's just a coincidence, no one is crazy on weekdays?" The guy looked disdainful.

"Little Six, go ahead, what nonsense are you talking about? Be careful that Mr. Tang will pick your skin off." At this moment, the innkeeper spoke.

When the guy heard this, he winked at Mo Wuhen and the four of them, and didn't say much.

"You guys, don't listen to him, just in case, there's no harm, right?" the shopkeeper said to them with a smile.

Mo Wuhen and the others looked a little embarrassed, so they said nothing, said haha, and then went back to the room, but everyone gathered in Mo Wuhen's room.

"Could it be that we were deceived?" Mo Wuhen smiled wryly.

"Not necessarily!" Bai Wuming and Li Shui shook their heads.

"I also feel that it is impossible for such an unfathomable old man to cheat us a few spirit coins!" Mo Wuhen said.

"This Hanji town is not ordinary. From the inn and tavern to the Tang family's old shop, everyone is special!" Amu said meaningfully.

At this time, over Hanji Town, half of the day gradually faded away, but there was no cycle of darkness.

A bloody light shot into the sky, it was Amu and Li Shui, the long-lost blood-red moonlight.

(End of this chapter)