Lord of Immortals

Chapter 2 The ghost travels during the day

"It's not that I am incapable of doing it, as long as my talent is not passive."

"This time I was lucky enough not to be sucked dry, but I got a lot of benefits. Next time if I can't control the scent and attract a real big demon, I will be eaten alive."

While muttering, Ge Xian began to silently feel his own body, trying to fully adapt to this body while also gaining insight into the changes within it.

Maybe it's just good luck, or maybe it's just as it should be.

The original body's first talent, extraordinary perception, was suitable for use at this time. He just thought of it, and many secrets and mysterious changes in his body, including some traces left after last night's accident, also emerged at this time.

Not long after, a look of surprise appeared on Ge Xian's face, and he sighed with joy in his heart:

"It turned out to be like this. His original luck was really bad. His talent for charm is the same as his perception. It can be sent and received by the heart. It can only be controlled when he awakens for the first time. However, the initial range is extremely small. If there is no one around him at that time, How many monsters and monsters, or even less, can survive with just one or two rare objects, and if there is only one, Charm's own healing power can help it gain benefits."

"It just happened that he was a lustful young man and had accumulated five enchantments that were specially designed to swallow sperm, vitality and blood, so he lost his life."

"And my soul-possessed rebirth seems to have magnified all the talents in this body...?"

Although there was still some confusion about the last thought, Ge Xian was very sure. He just didn't know how many times it was magnified.

At least the range of perception and power of replenishment are definitely far beyond that of the original owner.

And the benefits gained last night also emerged in detail at this moment. In addition to being full of energy and extending one year's life, I also felt several different powers lingering in my body.

They are three types: calling for wind and rain, painting skin, and bewitching.

"The first one can summon a burst of sweet rain. It should be a gift from the Bamboo Lady and the Green Umbrella Girl."

"The second one can draw a picture of a woman wearing human skin on her body. It must be from the picture of a lady."

"The third type can bewitch some weak-willed creatures. I think it comes from the ancient mirror demon."

"It's a pity that all abilities are temporary and will be completely dissipated within twelve hours."

Ge Xian thought it was a pity in his heart, but in fact he was not too disappointed.

In fact, Ge Xian was very surprised when he first realized that his talent for charming and replenishing could even temporarily plunder the talent of strange and strange objects.

Even if he is not a cultivator yet, he can vaguely guess that this is probably very unnatural, and he is even more certain that this must be the result of his amplifying his talent after seizing the body. The original body's tonic is really just tonic. Just some energy.

After his thoughts fell, Ge Xian suddenly looked at the broom spirit again, and when he remembered something, he suddenly asked: "By the way, since they can't control themselves and come to suck me, how can you hold it back, Sister Bai?"

Hearing this question, two blushes flew up on the white face of the broom spirit. He stamped his feet and said with embarrassment and annoyance: "I... I don't know why, I can't stand the smell of your body at all, but those four The witches are fierce and will split your body into four parts. I can't fight them off, and I can't get on this bed."

"..."

Ge Xian originally thought that the broom spirit had some magical ability to resist his charm, but he never expected that this was the reason, and he was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that the broom spirit seemed to be too embarrassed and wanted to escape, Ge Xian quickly shouted to stop, and then began to ask for advice on some matters related to spiritual practice. Although he had all the memories of the original owner, the original owner was still a novice in this aspect, otherwise he would not be able to He wouldn't have died so unjustly.

He hoped that the "multi-faceted and meticulous work" would be accomplished and that he would be able to embark on the path of spiritual practice. Unfortunately, he died before it could be accomplished.

Unfortunately, his question was in vain.

The broom spirit looked over with a strange look on his face, and then replied:

"I...I'm just a broom. How can I know the things of immortals and gods? I thought that the master should know, so every time he called me out, he only talked about love and did not ask about spiritual practice."

"On the other hand, the slave girl in the ancient mirror made a mistake last night and said that if she could swallow a mortal like you, master, who possesses two kinds of talents, she might also be able to enter the Tao and become a practitioner."

"She should be aware of some cultivation practices, but the master called her out in the past and only praised her beauty and asked her to dance with the lady demon for you..."

"Ahem, someone is coming. Sister Bai, please go back home and rest first."

Ge Xian's face changed when he heard it. Although it was all about the dark history of his original body, now that his soul and body are one, he sounded ashamed. What a young man, he was playing really fancy.

After speaking and driving the pretty young woman in snow-white back to the broom, Ge Xian got up and got out of bed, then opened the door bolt. Outside the door was a small courtyard with water tanks, tables and stools, and an old, half-dead tree. The locust tree and the humble house in the poor house were naturally left by the original parents.

This is the second wing to the east and left of Qiantang County, Huaihua Old Lane, a civilian area that is not very wealthy.

Ge Xian did not lie when he drove the broom spirit back. His extraordinary perception range was not small, and he did notice that someone was coming.

Before he actually showed up, the noisy and piercing sound of the gong was already heard, startling the whole old alley to agitate, and people running out of the neighbors, houses and courtyards.Many voices of discussion then floated into Ge Xian’s ears:

"Isn't it so unlucky? Didn't we just cut it yesterday? Why are these plagued scoundrels here again? Could it be that they have hit our Sophora Flower Alley again?"

"It must be the case. The lottery is inherently mysterious. There are 52 squares in six buildings in the county, and areas are often drawn repeatedly. We at Huaihua Lane are lucky because this is the first time."

"If you have nothing to do, just cut it. I still have another leg to use. It won't cost my life anyway, and I can get more Tai Sui millet. The appetites of my little ones have grown a lot lately."

"Hey, we all have to take care of the family. It's not like that boy from the Ge family who has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. He even has spare money to bribe the devil not to cut his flesh. He also doesn't know how to live. Cutting the flesh only hurts so much. "Hey, the Tai Sui millet I got back is very fragrant, but he has never tasted it."

"That kid is not the only one who does this. I heard that the big families in the city and some lustful people also used to bribe ghosts without cutting their flesh. They are all afraid of pain and don't hesitate to be lucky. With their status, if they are stabbed, the Tai Sui millet they get is more than us. That’s twice as much.”

"Shhh, I'm dying, how dare you talk about this."

……

Ge Xian walked towards the courtyard gate, listening to these discussions, his brows furrowed slightly, and related memories emerged in his mind one by one.

He knew about the county magistrate's cutting of flesh when he woke up, and also knew about the administration of medicine and food. As for the so-called lottery, it was another saucy operation of [the county magistrate Lu Hualong who cut his stock. According to the pattern, a quarter of the area will be harvested every day, and the rest of the land will have a bye.

In addition, the flesh-cutting work was also divided into different levels. Those evil spirits were ordered by their masters to attack the southerners the most, cutting the most flesh but receiving the least compensation. The ordinary Han people were better off, and the Semu people were even better. As for the big families in the city, they were simply exempted from this. thing.

In the eyes of ordinary people, there are two types of people who are afraid of pain.

Ge Xian was an ordinary Han Chinese. He always used money to bribe ghosts to avoid cutting meat, and he never asked for the Tai Sui millet to be steamed and eaten. Naturally, it was not because he was afraid of pain, but because he noticed something was wrong.

When the thought came to him, Ge Xian happened to open the courtyard door, and suddenly the lively scene that was still separated by a courtyard wall became real and entered his eyes.

The alley, which was not very wide, was packed with people from beginning to end, and there were dozens of children running back and forth playing. Everyone, men, women, old and young, looked towards the entrance of the alley, eagerly waiting for something to arrive. .

At only the first glance, the strange signs that the original person had seen were also seen by Ge Xian:
The first thing I saw was the neighbors. Every one of them, young and old, men and women, looked excited and full of energy. It should be noted that these are troubled times and disaster years. Although they are not homeless and hungry here, they should not look like this. yes.

The second one is about those lively children, all of them are white and fat. As they run around, each one has a wonderful aroma of millet, pure and warm, which makes people twitch their index fingers and wish they could eat them. The "ginseng doll"-like child was picked up and took a few sips.

This picture will come true in the next moment:

I could hear the sound of gongs approaching at the entrance of the alley, and then I saw a dozen men and women who were almost indistinguishable from their neighbors, beating gongs, holding knives, and pushing carts into Huaihua Old Alley.

They were divided into two rows on the left and right, and a bronze tripod as tall as one person was placed on each cart.

The woman on the left made the first move, and she didn't know why she had such great strength. She actually easily opened the lid of the cauldron, which weighed dozens of kilograms. The aroma of the harvested millet is condensed, visible to the naked eye, and fills the entire old alley in the blink of an eye.

The already frivolous children immediately cheered and surrounded them, chirping and shouting:
"There is delicious food to eat."

"It smells so good, I want to eat it."

"Sister, sister, please give me a bite first."

"And me, I'll take a bite too, just one bite."

Those strange women who had been expressionless just before they took a breath all showed bright smiles when they saw the children approaching. They each picked up one, took a few mouthfuls on the children's tender faces, and then probed as if they were not afraid of the heat at all. Putting his hands into the cauldron, he pinched out crystal clear and colorful rice balls and stuffed them into the children's mouths.

At the same time, the men on the right also started to open the bronze tripod. This time, they saw more than a dozen streams of fresh flesh and blood pouring out. They did not need to shout. The neighbors who were still complaining at this moment actually They all had smiles on their faces, and they stepped forward enthusiastically, exposing their thighs.

If you don't see the scene and just listen to the laughter, anyone will think that this is a beautiful scene of giving out food and welfare.

But Ge Xian, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, frowned and his hair stood on end. He felt a cold air coming up from the soles of his feet, making him shiver involuntarily.

His extraordinary perception made it clear:

Those men and women who seemed to be "people" inadvertently had green eyes, black aura lingering on their heads, and smiles like puppets. If you look closely, you can see that the men have no little fingers on their left hands and the women have no little fingers on their right hands. They are all obviously ghosts. of enchantment.

And these ghosts were actually walking under the scorching sun at this moment, feeding strange rice balls to children on one side, while sharpening their sharp blades on the other, cutting off pieces of thigh meat, and throwing them into those copper cauldrons.

Ge Xian, who had just arrived and had already digested the memory of his original body, thought he had adapted well.

But seeing this scene at this time, he still swallowed his saliva involuntarily, anger and fear burst out at the same time, and he couldn't help but murmured:
"What kind of world is this?"

"If there are practitioners, what kind of practitioners are they?"

(End of this chapter)