Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 561: Shu Shu, I’m in big trouble!
"Rumble..."

The talisman was thrown into the well, and a series of explosions were heard. Fire and lightning gushed out of the entrance, and the ground beneath the feet was shaking.

The abbot of Qingyun Temple looked at Zhang Huaiyi in confusion. He used various precious talismans as beans. She had not seen such a domineering person since she was expelled from the talisman list. It seemed that this little guy who came was highly valued in Tianshi Mansion. Did he have any ulterior motives?

At the same time, the noise caused by the explosion of the talisman attracted the soldiers in the house.

They thought they were under attack, so they rushed in with guns in hand and murderous intent, pointing the black muzzles of their guns at several people, as if they were going to shoot them into sieves.

The master of Qingyun Temple hurried forward to explain and the misunderstanding was resolved.

The young officer was also startled by the noise and walked over and said:
"Master, please be quiet. My house can't stand this kind of trouble!"

The master of Qingyun Temple naturally agreed readily.

"Strange, why is this warlord so easy to talk to in front of the master of Qingyun Temple?!" By the well, Zhang Huaiyi's big ears twitched. He heard the conversation between the master of Qingyun Temple and was puzzled.

At this moment, he noticed the young officer approaching.

"Little Taoist priest, how was the inspection going? Did you find anything evil?"

As the young officer spoke, he stuck his head out to look at the scene in the well.

The power of these talismans just now made him feel ashamed. What on earth were these things? They were just a piece of paper, yet they had such power.

"Sir, there is no conclusion yet. We need to check it again!" said Zhang Huaiyi.

"Just do what you want!" The young officer watched with interest.

Zhang Huaiyi walked around the old well and took out a copper coin sword as long as his forearm from his small bag.

The copper coin sword was wrapped with talismans. Golden light emerged from his fingertips and wrapped around the hilt of the sword, and then he threw the sword into the well.

"What kind of sword is this?" the officer asked curiously.

Zhang Huaiyi explained: "This is the Taoist copper coin sword. It is made of copper coins that have been blessed. It is made in the noon month, noon day and noon hour of the lunar calendar in the noon year of the noon year in every sixty years. If there is really an evil thing hidden in the well, it will be destroyed when it encounters this sword!"

The master of Qingyun Temple looked at the sword with a puzzled expression. With his sharp eyesight, he could naturally see that in addition to the copper coins worth sixty years, there were also dragon and tiger talismans for beheading evil, talismans for warding off evil spirits, talismans for prohibiting Qi, etc. pasted on the sword.

This thing is indeed extremely lethal to evil spirits. Even those great immortals from the Northeast, if they appear in spirit form, would probably be killed by this sword. But this sword cannot deal with her.

First of all, she has a physical body and is not just a spirit.

Secondly, all her skills came from Taoism, and she was of good origin. Those talismans that could slay evil and destroy demons could not restrain her. This was why Zhang Huaiyi had no reaction when he pinched the talisman in his hand before.

The copper coin sword went down the well. Zhang Huaiyi controlled the sword with golden light and cut inside and out. After making sure there was no problem, he put the sword back.

"how?"

the young officer asked.

"No problem!" said Zhang Huaiyi.

The young officer laughed and said, "Little Taoist priest, do you want to go to other places in this house to find out what's going on?"

Zhang Huaiyi bowed his head and said, "Sorry for bothering you!"

Even if he knew that he couldn't find out anything, he still had to do the whole show, right?

"Come on, make way for this little Taoist priest. He can go anywhere!" the young officer commanded his subordinates.

Afterwards, Zhang Huaiyi really took the copper coin sword and checked the mansion inside and out. When he checked, he was still quite restrained. He never asked to enter the house. He just shone the sword outside the house. He was busy for a long time but did not find any problems.

"It seems that the evil spirit is really gone!" Zhang Huaiyi said with a long sigh.

"In that case, please send him away. You don't want to stay here to eat, do you?" the young officer said with a wry smile.

Zhang Huaiyi did not say anything, but just bowed and quietly retreated behind the master of Qingyun Temple.

The abbot of Qingyun Temple walked over and exchanged some pleasantries with the young officer, and then the four of them left the warlord's mansion.

"Does Xiao Gaogong need another check?" asked the temple master.

"Since there are no problems, I should go back and report, but..."

Zhang Huaiyi looked up at the sky. It was already afternoon after all his busy work. He pretended to be shy and said:
"It's getting late now. Even if I have the armored horse, I have to travel until midnight to return to the Tianshi Mansion. I have been traveling all night when I came here and haven't rested yet. Master, you also know that we in the Zhengyi School don't practice life and death like the Quanzhen School..."

The head of Qingyun Temple responded and said with a smile, "That's right, I didn't think it through. How about you stay in the temple for one night and set off tomorrow?"

"That's great, that's great!" Zhang Huaiyi nodded repeatedly.

He is steady and prudent in his work, but he doesn't do things perfunctorily. Now things haven't been settled yet, how can he just leave like this?

Afterwards, the group returned to Qingyun Temple.

The abbot of Qingyun Temple was a person who attached great importance to Taoist rituals. Once he returned to the temple, he began to practice meditation.

The other disciples in the temple did not give Zhang Huaiyi any special care and were all doing their own things in an orderly manner.

This made Zhang Huaiyi mutter in his heart. The last time he heard Jinzhong talk about how he and his senior brother went to Ziyun Temple to subdue demons, the people in Ziyun Temple prepared small gifts and treated them to a big meal. They were extremely enthusiastic.

Why is it so deserted here? There must be a problem.

After complaining in his heart, Zhang Huaiyi noticed that the young Taoist priest in the temple was sweeping fallen leaves in the yard, so he walked over to take a look.

The other person noticed him coming, smiled and nodded, then continued sweeping. His movements were neither fast nor slow, not at all impetuous, and there was an indescribable Taoist charm, just like the way those great masters in the mansion swept the floor.

I have seen this young Taoist priest before during morning classes, but he has not been formally ordained yet. How come... Zhang Huaiyi said to himself and stopped looking at him.

He has always understood one thing: when you are looking at others, others may also be looking at you.

The situation is still unclear, so try to avoid direct eye contact with exploratory purposes.

It was inconvenient to move during the day, so Zhang Huaiyi didn't look around or run much, and looked like a good Taoist priest.

Afterwards, he attended the evening class at Qingyun Temple. The rituals of the evening class were similar to those of the morning class, boring and uninteresting. Everyone's performance was also similar to before, very methodical and serious, even the young Taoist priest who had not yet been ordained.

After the evening class, it was time for dinner. Everything was the same as before, with a rigidity in the rules, as if every word and action was predetermined by someone.

Set by someone... Zhang Huaiyi pondered these words over and over in his mind.

After dinner, it was dark. At that time of year, there was no electricity in the Taoist temple, so people would rest when it got dark.

Zhang Huaiyi returned to the guest room, sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a talisman in his hand, pretending to be meditating.

The talisman he held in his hand was called the Tai Shang Zheng Yi Hun Dun Yuan Ming Chi Lu, a first-grade talisman that was time-consuming and laborious to draw. Even in the Tianshi Mansion, the leader of the talisman sects, it was definitely invaluable.

Its main function is to restrain evil spirits. If you hold it in your hand, it can sense any evil spirits within a radius of ten feet. With a thought, you can use this talisman to kill the evil spirits. This is the great killing weapon given to him by his master. In Zhang Jingqing's opinion, the other party's soul is immortal, so he gave his apprentice some talismans and magic tools to restrain the spirit body. If he really encounters something, he doesn't ask to kill the other party, but delaying the time to escape is also good.

Zhang Huaiyi held the talisman in his hand and practiced for half a night. Until midnight, Zhang Huaiyi's eyelashes moved slightly, but he did not open his eyes.

Under the cover of his wide sleeves, his hands were making seals. Although his mouth was not opening or closing, he was silently chanting spells. Everything was self-evident.

When the magic was completed, Zhang Huaiyi found a soybean in the bag hanging on the window, which was trembling slightly. There were complicated runes painted on the soybean, some of which were so small that they could not be seen with the naked eye. It was exquisite and simple.

A tiny white light flickered on the surface of the soybean, and the white light expanded suddenly. But then, the expansion stopped suddenly, and it began to collapse and shrink inward. After it shrunk to a size only slightly larger than the soybean, the white light outlined a human figure.

After a moment, the soybean turned into a warrior wearing armor and holding a big sword.

Normally, this warrior would be nearly two meters tall, but under Zhang Huaiyi's deliberate control, he was only the size of a soybean.

This is a method of turning beans into soldiers. It sounds impressive, but it is not the legendary version. It is just a use of talismans.

The essence of talismans is seal script, not talisman paper. There is no essential difference in the effect between carving it on soybeans and carving it on yellow paper.

Zhang Zhiwei can use talismans to transform into talisman horses and cranes, and naturally he can also transform into talisman soldiers.

However, the combat power of this kind of talisman soldiers is too weak, and they require a lot of mental effort to control, so they are really worthless.

But Zhang Huaiyi was smart and thought it might be useful on this trip, so he asked Zhang Yi to get it.

Making a talisman with a soybean almost blinded Zhang Yi.

The transformation of the talisman soldier was completed. Zhang Huaiyi separated a wisp of consciousness, attached it to the talisman soldier, and controlled its actions.

“The joints are a bit obscure!”

Inside the package, the little Fu Bing moved his little arms and legs, then carefully got out of the bundle. Because the bundle was hanging in front of the window, Fu Bing jumped onto the windowsill.

When jumping, Zhang Huaiyi fully demonstrated his meticulous control, and no sound was made when he landed.

The little man looked down from the windowsill. The windowsill, which was originally more than one meter high, had now turned into a steep cliff.

He hesitated and stepped back.

Although the talisman soldiers have been reduced in size, their corresponding capabilities are still there, so they are not afraid of this height.

But when Zhang Huaiyi had the idea of ​​jumping down just now, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Practitioners pay the most attention to certain reminders of themselves, so he immediately retreated.

"Is there any danger outside?"

Zhang Huaiyi wandered for a while and suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings. He looked up and saw a large moth rushing towards him and hitting the half-open window.

"........."

Silly moth!
Zhang Huaiyi's eyes rolled and he immediately came up with an idea. He moved and jumped onto the back of the big moth.

He is not an animal trainer and cannot directly control the actions of animals, but he can control his own spirit to force animals to act.

In short, if you don't follow his rules, he will use his mental power to stab your brain.

Under the stimulation of mental power, the big moth took off, flapping its wings at a rapid speed, covering Fu Bing's body with scales and powder.

Fu Bing's perspective began to rise, and he looked back at the room where his main body was meditating. What he saw immediately scared him.

There are several trees planted in the Taoist temple. The moonlight shines on the trees, casting shadows of the branches on the windows. Coupled with the blowing of the night wind, at first glance, it looks as if human hands are climbing on the windows.

But this is not the point. How could a Taoist master be frightened by the shadow of a tree?!

The key point is that in the middle of the tree shadow, there is a concentrated shadow area, and the outline there looks like a human head.

It just floated there, motionless, unlike the shadows of the surrounding trees swaying in the wind.

"what's the situation!?"

Fu Bing was puzzled and took a closer look. He was shocked to find that it was actually a paper man's head with thick blush on its face and a strange smile.

The head of this paper man is covered with eyes, dozens of them densely packed together, covering every 360 degrees.

It hovered in the air, stuck to the outside of the window, and peeped at the scene inside.

"Fuck, there's actually a ghost like this lurking outside my house!!"

Zhang Huaiyi was shocked, and then he wondered, "Why is there no reaction in the Primal Chaos Yuanming Scarlet Talisman in my hand?!"

"Didn't Master Zhang Yi say that it was the nemesis of all evil spirits? Why is it not working?!"

"I have been preparing for this all the way, but I never thought it would be a useless show-off. Uncle Master has really misled me!"

Zhang Huaiyi was frightened. At this moment, he noticed that the eyes at the back of the paper man's head, which were clearly painted on, suddenly turned together and looked at him.

His heart stagnated and his spine felt cold. He quickly controlled Fu Bing to lower his head and hide on the back of the big moth.

The eyes on the paper man's head focused over and found that it was just an inconspicuous moth. After staring for a moment, it withdrew its gaze.

The feeling of being on edge disappeared, which made Zhang Huaiyi, who was hiding on the back of the moth, breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this talisman soldier did not have the function of sweating, otherwise he would have broken out in a cold sweat.

"The sense of disharmony I felt before was not wrong. There is indeed a big problem with Qingyun Temple. The sealed monster has escaped. Now this thing is right outside my door. What should I do?"

When this question came up, almost subconsciously, the thought of "what would my senior brother do?" flashed through his mind.

His senior has always been his goal and naturally his learning goal. He wants to try changing his way of thinking and see if he can find a solution from his senior's perspective.

But soon, he gave up, as he could probably imagine what his senior brother would do when faced with such a scenario.

Or he would stare back with eyes as bright as stars.

Or he would call out "Bold Monster", break the window with his hands, and grab the head...

Anyway, no matter what, it must be defeated by force.

But if we use force to break this situation...

Just thinking about this, Zhang Huaiyi felt that he was about to face a disaster.

Brother, your bravery is not worth it. You have to rely on yourself at critical moments.

(End of this chapter)