Xueba's Resurrection

Chapter 160 Happy (44)

In the depths of the dense fog, in the core area of ​​the spring eye of Bantang Hot Spring, a round of "sun" penetrates the dense fog and shines on a [-]-meter radius.

From a distance, I thought it was the sun, but when I got closer, I could find that it was not the sun, nor the electric lamp, nor the candlelight, but a book emitting soft light.

A yellowed, moth-eaten thread-bound book.

The first line of the above home page is:

Confucius said, learning and practicing it from time to time, isn't that the same thing?Have friends come from afar?People don't know but don't feel stunned, isn't it a gentleman?
This is an extraordinary sealed item with mysterious abilities.

Obviously, it can restrain ghosts from hell and dispel dense fog.

Under the light of this book, four people sat cross-legged, all shaking their heads while reciting the content of the Analects.

And I have already read "Yan Yuan Chapter".

"Life and death have fate, and wealth and honor are in the sky. A gentleman respects and never loses. He is respectful and courteous to others, and everyone in the world is brothers. Why does a gentleman have no brothers?"

As for the countless eyes in the spring water! !
At this time, although he was still ups and downs in the water, the coldness, venom, pain, and violence revealed in his eyes were dissipating bit by bit with the shining light and the sound of reading.

Quite a feeling of being transformed.

As for the fog where the light cannot shine, it seems that there are figures walking around. In the fog, those shadows appear and disappear, reappear and disappear...

The footsteps of these figures seem to be moving around the small sun released by "The Analects of Confucius", keeping a certain distance, and no one approaches.

clack clack clack...

The annoying voice was still there, very soft, far away, if there was nothing there, when I listened carefully, it disappeared again.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and all the noisy footsteps disappeared, and even a shrill scream could be vaguely heard.

"Jiangcheng Yixiaochuan..."

Oto Xiaochuan's crisp voice came from the mist, first revealing his identity to avoid being attacked by friendly forces.

But the sound of reading in the light continued, still loud and tidy.

"The negative effect of the sealed item, or the source of the book's power?"

Xiao Yi looked it over and felt that the book was still very powerful, almost acting as a kind of enchantment, shrouded in light, demons retreated, and righteousness permeated.

Confucian classics are naturally invulnerable to all evil.

Even Xiao Yi felt that the death scythe in his hand was suppressed by the soft light.

Looking around, Xiao Yi found a large group of eyeballs that were being transformed not far away.

Big eyes, full of ups and downs, really make people feel uncomfortable.

The death sickle slashed inward continuously.

Too much trouble, Xiao Yi came to a doomsday judgment!
Suddenly, a huge illusion of a cross appeared in front of him. Under the black light, these big eyeballs exploded one by one.

The sound of "puff puff puff" continued.

"call……"

Someone let out a long sigh of relief, and then the "Analects of Confucius" floating in the air fell down, was caught by a person, and was solemnly put away.

"Brother, thanks..."

"Should be..."

Xiao Yi solemnly took out the stubborn stone, something he had worked so hard to get, and wanted to ask the white fox how to use it, but he ignored him at all, as if he was angry.

I really don't know why.

A woman's mind is really unpredictable.

The spring leaking from the Santu River is right in front of you, so let's seal it!

Xiao Yi threw the stubborn stone into it directly, and soon found that the surrounding fog was thinner.

The source is blocked, and this large area of ​​extremely cloudy mist has naturally become a rootless source, and it won't last long in the bright sun before dissipating.

"This place has been sealed by me, and the fog will be dispelled after a while..."

"seal?"

"The treasure obtained by the underworld can restrain the water of the Santu River. Everyone, I'm fine now. I'll take a step first! I'll leave the finishing work to you..."

Yi Xiaochuan greeted a few people, then went down the mountain.

Old Liu was seriously injured. Originally, the province was going to be transferred to Luzhou for treatment, but Lao Liu felt that Ling Ran's skills were better, so he had already been sent back to Jiangcheng.

More than 1 people have also been rescued, and it is useless to stay here.

Still a little tired in spirit.

More importantly, the indigestible "Fallen Angel" power made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It's like having gas in your stomach, and it's excruciating.

But if you squander it, it feels a bit wasteful.

So, for the time being, we still have to endure.

Coming down from Bantang Mountain, the fog at the bottom of the mountain has dissipated a lot, and several teaching buildings have emerged from the thick fog, and ordinary people can enter, so it is very lively.

One after another, the sound of calling the soul, the applause of slapping the face, the sound of vomiting, the sound of cheers...

Oto Xiaochuan watched this lively scene with a bright smile on his face, brighter than the sun in the sky.

I... Brother B once again saved countless lives.

Is this contentment?
Is this the taste of happiness?
"Low key, low key... Where did the uncle go? Explain the situation clearly, and I still have to take the contribution I should give... There are still several such fogs appearing. Do you want to report the information about the stubborn stone on Wangxiang Terrace? Or not? Report it! As for the judge's pen, if you use it, you will die a few times, you can't afford to mess with Sabie!"

After returning from Nest County, it was already dark.

Really a very fulfilling day.

The trip to the underworld can be said to be a huge reward, but it seems almost impossible to go to Fengdu ghost town to save Zhang Wei.

Lao Liu has finished bandaging, and his ribs have been reset, wrapped up like a mummy, lying on the master chair in the late night noodle restaurant, enjoying the caring care of his wife.

Seeing Xiao Yi walk in, he immediately struggled to stand up.

"Lie down and don't move if you are injured. I got some treasures in the underworld. I will share some with you and my wife. It should be of great help to your recovery..." Xiao Yi was also a little tired.

As he said that, Xiao Yi took out some pure Yin crystals, left some for the black girl, and put the rest on the table.

"What a strong Yin Qi, what a baby!"

Then Xiao Yi took out the pair of blood-colored high-heeled shoes and placed them next to the Pure Yin Crystal.

"Sister-in-law Liu, these shoes are very nice, why don't you wear them!"

"My lord, this is not good! How can I make you spend money..."

"Ahem... old lady, these are shoes left by ghosts and gods."

"spirits?"

"The ghost that kicked me severely injured me with one kick, and almost killed me..."

Yi Xiaochuan pointed to the red high-heeled shoes, and said: "The ability of these shoes will allow the wearer to have extraordinary balance, leg strength at the peak of Ming Jin, you can wear it to walk a tightrope, and it is no problem to fight against a Sequence 9 warrior." It will definitely win you. Of course, there are also shortcomings, that is, the kind that will make the wearer hate men more, and a small flaw will be magnified..."

The blissful expression on Old Liu's face immediately froze, and he said sullenly, "It's better not to wear it! We ghosts don't need physical skills, we are magic masters..."

(End of this chapter)