The witch looks at her moves

Chapter 35 Soul Technique
  When Su Zhen woke up, the sound of pattering rain could be heard outside the window.

Had another nightmare.

In the dream, he turned into a piece of iron, threw it into the furnace, and turned into hot molten iron. His body continued to fold and extend before turning into a blade. The silver blade surface reflected Lu Qi's figure in white clothes and dark hair.

She looked at him condescendingly, wiping his body with her delicate white fingers.

Su Zhen rubbed her temples and listened to the rain quietly for a while.

He took out his cell phone, but there was no reply in the text box.

Click on the QQ icon on your mobile phone, and there will be a reminder that your friend has been approved - Weiyue knows that your friend application has been approved.

Of course this is Shao Xiaoxiao.

She also took the initiative to say hello:

(〃'▽'〃)
  Su Zhen immediately replied with a red Ali expression and said good afternoon.

This emoticon has been a smash hit in the past two years. It’s both cute and trendy, and it’s so endearing that it seems like it will never go out of style.

While waiting for Shao Xiaoxiao's reply, Su Zhen quietly clicked on her profile. There was no information in the profile. The signature was very inspiring: Do good deeds and don't ask about the future.

Click to open the space.

The space is equally simple, with no fancy backgrounds or cute selfies. What she talks about is either recording the trivial emotions in life, or her feelings and understanding of learning. It is very simple and fails to form any contrast with her own image. .

Su Zhen flipped over for a while, and the pent-up emotions in his heart disappeared unconsciously.

After a while, Shao Xiaoxiao replied: Good afternoon, classmate Su Zhen. Did you have fun last night?

Every punctuation mark of hers was carefully marked.

Su Zhen: I am very happy. It is the happiest day in this period.

Shao Xiaoxiao: (/≧▽≦)/
  The two of them started chatting like this. The content of the conversation was nothing new. They shared their preferences about books, movies, and campus gossip. From time to time, they got surprise responses from each other, "So you like it too." The two of them typed quickly, one after another. .

Time flies too.

When Shao Xiaoxiao asked if he wanted to visit him today, Su Zhen looked up at the clock.

Four p.m.

They chatted for two hours without realizing it.

The rain outside has stopped, and the sky has been washed by the rain, showing an ambiguous crimson color. The evening breeze is cool, clear and soft, as if calling the people who live at home to embrace the fresh world.

Su Zhen replied: There is no need for it today, because I will have something to do later.

In that world, the days were long and the nights were short, and Laojun could burn out at any time. He didn't have enough time to go out and relax with Shao Xiaoxiao. At that time, I'm afraid it will be Yu Yue who is dating her again. In this regard, he is full of distrust of Yu Yue and might cause some trouble.

Su Zhen's guess was indeed correct. Not long after, Yu Yue's voice sounded in her body: "Little Su Zhen, get ready and go to level up! Remember the answer: thirteen, six, four, none."

"Answer? What answer?" Su Zhen felt strange.

"I don't have time to explain, so just remember it if I tell you to, and recite it to your godmother quickly."

"Okay, okay, I'll carry it..."

As Su Zhen spoke, the keys in his hands were flying: My dad is urging me, I have to go out. Shao, have a good rest today. See you at Happy Rolling Stone at 1 o'clock tomorrow afternoon~
  send!
  Although he had little practical experience, in theory, love should be developed slowly and not too hastily. He was afraid that Yu Yue's impatience would ruin the plan, so he logged out of QQ again.

"Thirteen, fourteen...what's that?"

Before Su Zhen had finished memorizing it, a force pulled his soul into the sky.

The other end.

Shao Xiaoxiao looked at Su Zhen's suddenly blackened profile picture and read the message twice. The hair hanging down by her cheeks was twirled around her fingertips, and she whispered to herself:

"See you at Happy Rolling Stone tomorrow? Hmm... Is he dating me?"

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Su Zhen woke up.

He also woke up with symptoms such as dizziness, vomiting, laryngopharyngeal swelling, and mental confusion.

What he returned was not like a body, but a torture instrument that had been prepared for him. The relaxation and beauty when he was with Shao Xiaoxiao were crushed, and all he could feel was pain.

Opening your eyes, there is a stone platform standing in front of you. On the stone platform, a skinny old woman is sitting cross-legged. Her gray clothes are like the folded wings of a bat, and her eyes are shining under her white hair.

Before Su Zhen could speak, the old woman spoke first:
  "Shh, I'll treat this girl like you first."

Behind Su Zhen, drums, gongs, and cymbals sounded together.

Boom, boom, boom, boom--

Su Zhen turned around and found a pair of red hands behind him. They were holding mallets and beating a big pink drum. The low sound of the drum was like beating in the heart, making Su Zhen's head buzz. ring.

Grandma Miao stood up on the stage and suddenly waved her hands and feet as if dancing:

"Laojun is blind and the sky is dark. The evil spirits are running to the mountains at night. The villain hurriedly walks up the mountain. He places an incense table and invites the gods.
  The great god holds Jin Ruyi in his arms ~ stepping on the lotus disk under his feet ~ riding the wind and crossing the sea is not difficult ~ descending from the sky to check ~ la la la ~ la la la ~"

Grandma Miao was dancing, her skinny body was about to fall apart at any moment. She was shaking a bell in her hand. With the sound of the bell, all the strange hands in the cave began to dance. Su Zhen never expected that Grandma Miao's method of curing diseases was to dance. Great God, how is this better than her earthly person?
  Su Zhen could only comfort himself that this was a world with gods and ghosts, and the magic dance might be some kind of witchcraft that really worked.

However, during the whole process, only Grandma Miao and those hands were making noises. Not to mention the magic, there was not even a slight fluctuation of mana. Grandma Miao was really just reciting words and dancing, bringing in a crowd. I don’t know if gods exist.

Dong dong long dong~choking choking~
  The beating of gongs and drums ended, and Grandma Miao sat back with a smile on her face. She said, "The gods have invited you. Miss Taisha Shen, how do you feel about your health?"

Su Zhen thought that even if he was not sick, his ears would still be deafened, but he was afraid that Grandma Miao would give him the medicine last time, so he had to say:

"Grandma's skills are really superb. After all this hard work, I...I..."

"What's wrong with you?" Grandma Miao asked with a smile.

Su Zhen was surprised to find that his body really recovered all of a sudden.

He was so depressed that his orifices felt like they were filled with mud. Now, this feeling disappeared. He only felt refreshed and the spiritual platform was quiet.

"I'm so good?"

Su Zhen didn't expect that this impressive Tiao Master could actually cure diseases. He thought to himself that Grandma Miao was an expert, and Tu Fangzi and Tiao Master must have other mysteries, and it was by no means as simple as it seemed.

"Little girl, have you opened your eyes?" Grandma Miao asked.

"Grandma's magic is really wonderful." Su Zhen praised.

"Magic can kill people, set fires, and move mountains and fill seas, but it cannot cure diseases. The only thing that can cure diseases is medical skills." Grandma Miao said seriously.

"Medical skills? What grandma just performed was medical skills?"

"There are many kinds of medical skills, and they are never limited to prescriptions. I thought your soul was too light, so I found some old gods to help you. Don't be so surprised. The human body is a temple, so what does it matter if some gods live there?" Miao's mother said Grandma said lightly.

Su Zhen knew very little about this and didn't ask any more questions. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, grandma, for your wonderful treatment."

Grandma Miao looked at him condescendingly and suddenly asked: "How many white hands, how many purple hands, how many red hands, how many parrots are there here?"

Su Zhen perked up and thought that the surroundings were so chaotic just now, how could he think about it?

He wanted to shake his head, but suddenly he remembered Yu Yue's words, an idea flashed across his face, and he answered calmly:

"Thirteen white hands, six purple hands, four red hands, no parrots."

"Wrong answer, there is a parrot here." Grandma Miao's mother said.

"There is a parrot? Where is it?"

Su Zhen thought that he didn't learn the language either, so it shouldn't be a sarcastic comment, right?

Grandma Miao's mother gave up and did not give an answer for the time being. She said:

"You are really weird, girl. As soon as it got dark, the stitches I stitched for your soul were broken. After finally staying up until dawn, all the stitches I stitched for your soul were broken. You are going to exhaust me to death, old woman. Ah, it's not easy to stitch up the soul. It takes a lot of effort and blood. I'm not old enough, so I'm afraid I have to do it at the hands of a girl like you." "Thank you for your hard work, mother-in-law." Su Zhen said guiltily.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you really don't want to trouble my mother-in-law, just practice your soul and solidify it, so that I don't need to use the needle again." Grandma Miao's mother said.

"Practice? I have already started practicing." Su Zhen said.

"That's just an introduction, not cultivation." Grandma Miao's mother said.

"How should I practice?" Su Zhen asked.

"How else can you practice? Of course, you need to practice according to the secret books. Many important people have died under the old craftsman. We will use various methods to find out their martial arts secret books during their lifetime and seal them in the tower to cultivate their souls. Secret books are rare outside, but there are many in the old craftsman's office."

Grandma Miao used stitches instead of pens, quickly sewed a letter, and let the white cat hold it in her mouth and send it out.

"Thank you, grandma." Su Zhen said.

"If you want to thank me, thank you for your unique Taisha Shen. Before you die, everyone will serve you and keep you healthy and happy." Grandma Miao's mother said.

"This will ensure that I have the best material?"

Su Zhen felt that this seemed a bit like raising pigs, and asked: "But how can the old craftsman guarantee that I will turn into iron? If I turn into stone, wood and cloth, won't I be unable to make a witch knife?"

"When you come to the old craftsman's house, you will become whatever the first craftsman you see is. If I guess correctly, you should see a black ape. The black ape is very skilled, but he can't What a waste of natural resources." Grandma Miao's mother said.

"I see."

Su Zhen nodded, thoughtfully.

Grandma Miao looked at him and frowned slightly, and said smoothly: "Little girl, what are you thinking about when you lower your head?"

Su Zhen asked: "Junior knows that anyone who enters the old craftsman's house will be cursed, but... throughout the ages, is there really no exception?"

"Without exception."

Grandma Miao's mother replied calmly: "The old craftsman's place is fair, even fairer than death. The lifespan of mortals and immortals is several times different, but once you come to the old craftsman's place, no matter the immortal, your life span will be a few months." .”

Su Zhen was in a low mood and asked again: "What is the desire to transform into heaven in their mouth? Why can the black ape enter the desire to transform into heaven after training me?"

"Wish to transform into heaven..."

Grandma Miao's face showed contempt and ridicule. She said: "It is located deep in the old craftsman's house. Only craftsmen who have redeemed their sins can go there. It is an extremely comfortable place. Craftsmen who have redeemed themselves can enjoy everything there is." Prosperity, wealth, wanton indulgence, and the realization of all visions.”

"Is there such a place in Laojiang's Institute?" Su Zhen was shocked.

"The old craftsman needs a place like this."

Grandma Miao smiled and said: "If there was no such place, how could the craftsmen be obedient and willing to be enslaved to atone for their sins? In the past, the craftsmen had civil strife and often had to fight to the death. After the construction of Yuhuatian, the old The craftsmen are much more harmonious."

"Grandma has healed countless people. She should have redeemed her sins long ago, right?" Su Zhen asked.

"It was redeemed thirty years ago." Grandma Miao's mother said.

"Grandma, why are you still here?"

"I'm not one of those boneless things. If you want to transform into the sky, it will corrode the backbone of the craftsmen. They know it clearly, but they still flock to it. It's really shameful. My body is filled with the blood of the innate Master Zhi Lao Yuan. I would rather die here of old age. In the cave, you will never enter the heaven where you want to be."

Grandma Miao's voice was full of hatred, but she was too old, and the blood feud seemed soft in her mouth.

"Xiantian Zhi Lao Yuanjun?"

"She is the first tailor and the greatest tailor in history." Mother Miao looked respectful.

It turned out to be one of the four craftsman ancestors. Su Zhen understood clearly and asked again:

"What sin did our ancestors commit to leave such a curse?"

Grandma Miao's mother didn't answer.

The palms hanging beside her lowered their fingertips, as if they were bowing their heads, and also as if they were silent.

Su Zhen realized that the atmosphere was wrong and stopped asking questions.

The fire in the cave shone with a vermilion coldness, making people's hands and feet feel cold. This indifference lasted for a long time, until the cat tiptoed into the cave and placed the thing in its mouth next to Su Zhen.

It was a bamboo slip, made of old material, and several of the cowhide ropes connecting the bamboo slips were broken.

Su Zhen opened it, and the ancient words flowed into his eyes.

"This is the Secret Code of True Souls. Its original owner was an upright sect leader who was very popular outside. But behind the scenes, he refined the souls of demons and merged the body and the demon soul in an attempt to master demonic arts. Later, he became possessed and became demonic. , killed without intent, and was later captured by Dazhao Temple and sent to the Old Craftsman's Institute." Grandma Miao told its origin.

"The body and the demon soul are one?"

Su Zhen wondered: "There are so many powerful secret books in the world, why does he fall in love with magic?"

"Humans have martial arts, and demons also have supernatural powers. Human martial arts are hard-earned and require hard training, elixirs, and God's favor. However, demons have magical powers that they are born with. What about being clairvoyant and being able to read people's minds? Changing all things, which is a miraculous thing for humans, is something that exists as soon as they are born." Grandma Miao's mother said.

'Demons are born with supernatural powers...'

Su Zhen had an idea in his mind and was curious about their origins, so he asked: "Are demons made from animals?"

Grandma Miao glanced at him and couldn't help but smile: "How can cattle, sheep, wolves, and tigers be cultivated into spirits? Monsters are born with them. Throughout the ages, there have been countless monks who longed for monsters' magical powers. There are even those who cut off their limbs and reattached the limbs of monsters. , but most of them are whimsical.”

Su Zhen couldn't help but think of the three-eyed Gu body boy.

It is true that such a life does not seem to be cultivated the day after tomorrow, but how could heaven and earth create such a monster? and……

"You said animals can't become spirits through cultivation, but isn't that old ape who is forging iron half-human and half-spirit?" Su Zhen asked.

"Ho ho ho ho."

Grandma Miao's mother smiled very happily. She said: "Little baby, you are wrong. The old blacksmith is a living person, not an ape. As for why he became like this...some people are like this, with long hair." They turn into animals. There are many people like this, and it can’t be cured.”

The blacksmith who looks exactly like a black ape is actually a real person?

Even if he didn't understand the world with common sense, Su Zhen still found it incredible.

He stared down at the bamboo slips and asked uneasily: "This technique is so evil, can I practice it?"

"Don't worry, you won't be able to practice to that level at all. All you can master are the basic techniques at the beginning. These techniques are like strengthening your body before practicing martial arts. They are of little use, but they are more than enough to strengthen your soul and cure your illness. "Grandma Miao's mother stretched out a withered finger, drew a few circles in the air, and read out the meaning.

The brilliance of the old bamboo slips flows and shines.

Su Zhen understood the idea and immediately fell into meditation.

Jiang Palace began to rotate, and what caught my mind was no longer the scenery of heaven and earth, but countless golden words.

Su Zhen didn't recognize any of them, so he could only touch them with his senses. They resisted at first, but soon they merged into his body like a fish in water. Every word was very clear, and it was like looking at a herring in the palm of his hand, with all its whiskers and scales appearing.

He didn't put in much effort, and his body had already begun to practice according to the key points of the True Soul Secret Code. This didn't feel like learning at all, but more like writing a program directly into his body.

In other words, initiation.

An hour later, Su Zhen woke up.

He seemed to have had a long dream, which was all about things that happened when he was a child. They were countless trivial things, such as fishing in the river, watching caterpillars eating leaves, and sitting in a bamboo chair doing math problems. They were so Insignificant, they should have been forgotten long ago, but they all emerged today, making waves in my heart.

"Mortals are always forgetful. Their souls are very weak. If they remember too many things, their spirit will be crushed. But immortals are different. A truly powerful soul is enough to carry everything. To this day, I can clearly remember Remembering my first cries as a baby, remembering my father’s words to me as a fetus against my mother’s belly, scolding me for my naughtiness, which caused pain to my mother.”

On the stone platform, Grandma Miao looked at Su Zhen calmly and said: "The Secret Code of the True Soul is a very advanced mental method. Ordinary people cannot learn it in their lifetime, but you have accepted it all so quickly. Yu Yue, your His talent was incredible, and it is a pity that he died at the old craftsman's place."

Su Zhen couldn't be said to be very excited. Everything happened too naturally and didn't inspire much sense of accomplishment. It was Yu Yue who was most talented, not him.

However, after practicing this secret book, he really felt refreshed and his ears and eyes were sharp. Is this a sign that his soul has become stronger?
  "Okay, that's it for today. As a tailor, I haven't really used needlework for decades. Today, I will make an exception to make you a ready-made garment. A smart girl like you deserves to die beautifully. "Grandma Miao's mother said, "You go and take a bath first."

"Take a bath?" Su Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes, how long has it been since you, little girl, have washed your body? You are so pretty, but why are you so slovenly? Madam Hong, take her to the pond to bathe." Grandma Miao's mother said.

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