The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 57 A Lost Day

In the center of the cabin, the bonfire was very strong.

The aroma of grilled meat and fish, mixed with the smell of burning firewood, gradually diffused from the campfire.

Zuo Qiuling tilted her head, looked at Lu Qian suspiciously, and asked, "Sir, who are you talking to? What are you talking about?"

Lu Qian blinked hard, and then looked at Zuo Qiuling sitting opposite him across the bonfire.

There was only her sitting there, and nothing else.

And no little girls.

Lu Qian lowered his head, and then saw it.

He himself was not at the door of the cabin at all, but—

He sat where the old man sat.

The door of the wooden house was closed, and this small wooden house was brightly lit by the strong bonfire.

In the cabin, apart from the two of them, how could there be a third person?
"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zuo Qiuling stretched out her hand and waved it at Lu Qian, as if trying to wake him up.

Lu Qian was awake the whole time.

At least he himself still thinks so.

The scene that just happened is still engraved in his mind.

However, when he thinks about it now, it feels as if it happened a long time ago.

The memory was slightly blurred.

Lu Qian closed his eyes, trying hard to recall the appearance of the old man and the little girl.

The old man is okay, although it is difficult to think of it, Lu Qian finally remembered his appearance.

But that little girl, Lu Qian only remembered her appearance.

But as for her face, it was completely blank, and I couldn't remember it at all!

At this time, suddenly there were hands on his shoulders and arms, and pushed him.

Lu Qian turned his head and saw Zuo Qiuling standing beside him, bending down to look at him, with a worried look on his face.

"Master?"

Lu Qian exhaled and said, "I'm fine."

"Oh……"

After hearing what he said, Zuo Qiuling retreated silently and sat down.

Lu Qian thought for a while and asked, "Tell me about what happened in the last two hours."

Zuo Qiuling widened her eyes in surprise, looked at Lu Qian, and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Xianggong, have you forgotten what happened just now?"

Lu Qian said: "You say."

"Let's... let's go out to find medicinal materials and ghosts. After tossing all night, we finally found all of them. Then, Mr. Mr., you said you were hungry, so you went and hunted a wild rabbit and wanted to roast it."

Lu Qian glanced at the whitebait that was grilling on the bonfire, slowly reached into his arms, and fumbled into a pocket.

Then, he took out two silver fish paper spirits.

He originally had five silver fish paper spirits on him, but now there are only two left.

Seeing this, Zuo Qiuling smiled and said, "Of course, there is also my favorite whitebait."

Lu Qian nodded, and asked again: "How long have we been away from home?"

"How long?"

Zuo Qiuling thought for a while, and said: "It will be at least five hours, and it will be dawn in another hour."

After listening, Lu Qian closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "It seems that I have lost at least four hours of memory."

It's like being drunk and broken.

However, in his mind, another memory appeared out of thin air.

Lu Qian's consciousness entered the mysterious scroll in his mind:

【Land diving】

【Life: 18/24+】

[Realm: Mortal (45/50)]

[Potential Points: 5]

[Spiritual Power Level: Level 3]

[Spell: Paper-cutting Level 3 (130/1200+)]

[Paper cutting level 3, with paper spirit types: paper bride, paper armor, Yu Lei Shentu, paper boat]

[Spell: Mental Power Burning]

[Spell: Mental Power Perception]

[Zhen Qi: 20 wisps (1/10+)]

[Martial Skill: Lingwu Fist (Dacheng Level (3/1200+))]

【Swordsmanship: Jinling Swordsmanship (Advanced Level (0/80+))】

Well, everything is business as usual, nothing out of the ordinary.

Seeing this, Lu Qian was a little relieved.

Then, Lu Qian reached into his arms again, and took out all the sixteen small paper figurines on his body.

Among them, the two male paper figurines are blank.

And the other fourteen small paper figurines actually contained a ghost inside.

In Lu Qian's memory, when he went out today, he only brought sixteen blank paper figurines of servants.

Zuo Qiuling said: "Today's luck is really good. I caught fourteen ghosts in one go. This is enough work."

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Have you found all the medicinal materials?"

Zuo Qiuling pouted at his side, and said, "It's all done."

Lu Qian turned his head to look, and saw his cage next to him. In the cage, there were neat rows of seedlings of various medicinal materials.

Among them, there are actually seven or eight wild ginseng that are only as thick as a little finger.

Lu Qian couldn't help being a little surprised and said, "Wild ginseng can still be found here?"

Zuo Qiuling patted her chest triumphantly, and said, "I found them all, am I amazing?"

Lu Qian nodded and said, "Excellent."

After Zuo Qiuling finished speaking, she raised her eyebrows again and said, "However, Mr. Xiang, you have already praised me today, why did you say the same thing again?"

Lu Qian was stunned for a moment, then remembered the old man in his memory and said some inexplicable things to him.

Hey, what was he talking about?

Die early...good morning?
Join...Join who?

In Lu Qian's heart, he was vaguely worried.This matter is really weird.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out.

"Sir, should we add some condiments?"

"Well, of course the barbecue needs to be seasoned..."

Lu Qian answered absent-mindedly, then turned around and turned around beside his cage, found some salt and the like, picked it up and poured it on the barbecue.

Zuo Qiuling said triumphantly, "Look, I thought it through so that we don't go hungry like last night."

"Um……"

"Ok?"

last night?

Lu Qian suddenly remembered that when he went out "tonight", he didn't bring any condiments such as salt at all!
And Zuo Qiuling, of course, never mentioned this suggestion to him.

Lu Qian's hand stopped suddenly, and he asked, "What day is today?"

Zuo Qiuling shook her head, shrugged and said, "Why would I care about life?"

Lu Qian opened the mysterious scroll again, and looked carefully again.

[Spell: Paper-cutting Level 3 (130/1200+)]

Forty points more paper-cut experience!

It turned out that what he lost was not four or five hours of memory.

But a whole day of memory.

In other words, tonight they have left the village for the second time!

However, what did they do last night, how did they get home, and what did they do all day today?

Well, in addition to paper-cutting skills, I also have a little more experience in Lingwuquan, and even a little more qi.

From the looks of it, he didn't miss any of his homework today.

Seeing this, Lu Qian couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, there was the mysterious painting scroll as a reference, otherwise, he would have lost his memory for a day without knowing it!

It seems that until he finds out the reason for his memory loss, he has to release Zuo Qiuling every night and keep it with him all the time.

Zuo Qiuling sniffed, stretched out her small tongue to lick her lips, and said, "It smells so good. Mr., can I eat it?"

Seeing Zuo Qiuling salivating, a smile finally appeared on Lu Qian's face.

Fuck him, the fucking world!

"Began to eat."

(End of this chapter)