Tai sui

"This Wei Chengxiang is an orphan, only fifteen, and her ancestral home is in Ling County. She lives with her grandfather, whose name is Wei Pengcheng, and both of them work as laborers outside the southern suburbs. They are pure mortals—the eighteen generations of their ancestors have nothing to do with Taoism. The only abnormal thing is that Wei Chengxiang's grandfather was captured by the city defense officers and soldiers when the reincarnated wood in the Tianji Pavilion was abnormal."

Tianji Pavilion is very efficient in handling affairs, and it didn't take long to figure out the ins and outs of Ah Xiang clearly.

King Zhuang was in front of outsiders, the sky was falling, and the speed of blinking did not change.

However, he had been leisurely drinking tea, but now his expression changed for the first time: "Why did you arrest her grandfather?"

"A while ago, someone hired a group of laborers to yell grievances and slander the imperial court outside the city in the southern suburbs. This is probably the case... Your Highness should know better than me." Pang Jian gave him a strange look, "Why?"

King Zhuang quickly suppressed the discoloration, and waved his hand: "It's nothing, sir, please continue."

"After a few days, Wei Pengcheng was released again for no reason, saying that he was wronged when he was found by the city defense. I heard that it was strange, but there were still people in the city defense who knew the word 'wronged', so I found him. The very knowledgeable military master asked Karma to search his residence, and sure enough, he found spirit stones and fairy artifacts. On the same night when the old man was released, the little girl was also involved in a case. A foreman surnamed Lu was drunk and played tricks Dan, he wanted to do something wrong with her and another woman, but he failed, and he died of a heart attack. After he found out the cause of death, he released the two women. But Tianji Pavilion re-examined the corpse, and there was spiritual energy in the corpse Traces - it is speculated that someone should have blocked his heart veins in the air at that time, causing his heart to stop beating."

Bering interjected: "The evil spirit of my accomplice received a message to help her?"

"Yes, Junior Brother Xi is the reincarnation wood carving that I asked Qianxiu Temple that day. The evil spirit may be able to contact the disciple through the reincarnation wood." Pang Jian said, "Besides, there is a mysterious person haunting Wei Chengxiang. A crow, suspected to be a spirit beast, we dare not approach it for the time being."

King Zhuang asked, "Where is Wei Pengcheng?"

"Dead." Pang Jian paused. "The old man is old and frail. He was sick in bed. After he was released from prison, he was beaten several times. He will die the night he is released."

King Zhuang said "Oh" slowly: "In other words, that evil spirit doesn't really care about Wei Chengxiang, but just wants to trick her into joining the gang. What is there for others to covet about a 15-year-old orphan? How do Hua's prostitutes have anything to do with each other?"

Pang Jian thought for a while: "Wei Chengxiang is a 'Suzaku Blood Elephant' (Note), Jiang Li...Jiang Li died without a whole body, the blood image is hard to say, but it should be similar. Eight out of ten people in Ning'an It's the blood sign of Suzaku. Wei Chengxiang's birth date happens to be 'four pillars full of yin', and Jiang Li seems to be too...but there are quite a lot of people with four pillars of full yin, other than that, the two have nothing to do with each other."

"Blood image, horoscope..." Zhuang Wang tapped his palm repeatedly, "Is the body shape a bit similar?"

"The little girl hasn't grown up, so it's hard to tell. She doesn't look like a big skeleton, but her grandfather is a tall, thin and flat embryo." Pang Jian was stunned, and suddenly realized, "Could it be that the lord is saying..."

King Zhuang: "Lingxiang."

Pang Jian: "Psyche?"

The two spoke almost in unison.

Different people paint and carve the same inscription, in order to achieve the same effect, the shape of the inscription must be different. There are inscription masters in Taoism who believe that this may be caused by the difference in the "spiritual appearance" of the monks.But what exactly are these "spiritual appearances", how many types there are, whether they are good or bad, and what determines them, there is no conclusion yet - there are too few foundation-building monks, and even rarer are those who can carve inscriptions by hand. Not enough material research.

There is only one common opinion: people with similar spiritual appearances have similar horoscope fates, and tend to converge in appearance and temperament.

"I have fought against the chief priest, General Li," Pang Jian said. "She is green in her hands, but her cultivation level is comparable to mine. At her age, even if she opened her spirit orifices in her mother's womb, she would not be able to wash out her spirit." Besides, if she had opened her spiritual aperture earlier, she wouldn't have fallen into the land of fireworks."

King Zhuang: "Well, it may be a stone awl cuneiform bone."

Pang Jian was already numb to his knowledge and knowledge, and sighed: "The art of certain death, I suspect that she was deceived. At that time..."

At that time, the sacrifice that Tai Sui wanted, apart from the dragon veins, was probably Jiang Li.Even if Jiangli and the others successfully tricked her into being the scapegoat of Tianji Pavilion, Da Xiechong would not let her go in the end.He just pretended to be reluctant and helpless, leading her to give everything willingly.

Zhuang Wang was not interested in the grievances of an evil spirit that disturbed public order, so he directly interrupted Pang Jian's "at that time": "The death of a half-immortal is not silent, there is probably a record in Tianji Pavilion, first go and check if there are similar characteristics An evil spirit with an unknown cause of death."

"I'm going to check the files now," Pang Jian tactfully followed him and changed the subject, "From Renzong to the present..."

"No," Zhuang Wang said, "From the back to the front, I don't think this person has been in trouble for so long."

Pang Jian paused, and then understood what he meant—otherwise Xingchenhai would not have warned the police now, and even if Xingchenhai failed, if there really was an "evil god" who had been lurking under the Qingping world for more than 200 years, he would use it to steal dragon veins. The manpower is too shabby.

Pang Jianxin said: If His Royal Highness Zhuang Wang is to be an evil god, give him ten years, maybe he will be able to infiltrate the inner sect of Xuanyin.

King Zhuang watched him leave through the wall, but for a long while, his eyes were still fixed on the shaded wall, motionless.

Bering didn't dare to disturb, and accompanied him silently.

I don't know how long it took before Zhuang Wang seemed to be alive again, lowering his eyelashes: "Xiaobai, do you believe in fate?"

Although the bad idea of ​​hiring people to complain about injustice was thought up by Mr. Sun of the Canal Office himself, it was indeed Zhou Ying who secretly instigated him to make a fuss about the farmers who lost their land.He muddied the waters and asked the East Palace to "recover from illness". Until now, taking advantage of His Majesty's water transportation, he has often fished in troubled waters... I thought it was perfect, but unexpectedly the aftermath of this turned around and hit Xi Ping.

The turbulent evil dragon opened its fangs and bit the tip of its own tail.

Bai Ling said in a deep voice: "From the day the lord brought his subordinates out of the sea of ​​no crossing, the subordinates did not believe it."

"Wuduhai," Zhuang Wang bent his lips with a smile, "Do you know that Wuduhai is not the beginning of a forked road?"

At this time, the white jade closet lit up, and King Zhuang's gloomy gaze fell on it—Xi Ping found Yao Qi, a useful sounding board, so he stopped writing on his closet.

The mood can be seen in the handwriting, Xi Ping, this fetish, has disturbed the master of Feiqiong Peak, the entire Tianji Pavilion, and even Zhuang Wang's mansion, but he himself eats well and sleeps soundly, which is quite beautiful.Nearby, he first praised the green plum fruit and Bazhen cake in Qianxiu Temple, and proudly boasted that because he memorized the book well, he took six Lingshi points from Senior Brother Yang, and mixed them together quickly. Sapphire!

King Zhuang stared at him with a strange expression for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh: Reciting a book since he was a child was like killing him, and stuffing a few words into his head was harder than reaching the sky, and can he change his sex in Qianxiu Temple?This bastard, everyone is wary of him because of him, but it's good for him to use evil to cheat and eat and drink!

In Qianxiu Temple's Qiuziyuan, Xi Ping had just finished writing his family letter, and he couldn't stretch his waist, Tai Sui suddenly asked, "Where's your half-marion?"

Xi Ping's bones and joints creaked.

Without waiting for an answer, Tai Sui controlled him to stand up, strode out, and grabbed the half puppet who was poking around Yao Qi's room: "Don't think I don't know what you asked him to do!"

Xi Ping's scalp tightened, and in an instant, his bones became cold.

However, it was only for a moment, and then he recalled it - no, Yao Qidu had already sent the letter, if the old roundworm had really noticed something, it would be impossible for him to attack now, and the other party lied to him.

So he yelled confidently in his heart: "Senior, senior is merciful, I let him go... Oh, what's wrong with the joke, and I didn't mess with you!"

Tai Sui dragged the half puppet into the house, and roughly pulled out a ball of paper from the half puppet's arms.

Xi Yue quickly reached out to snatch it, and a finger wind hit the magic circle on his body, and he knelt down without making a sound.

Tai Sui always felt that his inspiration was touched by something, but "Tai Sui" was not his real name, and the direction of inspiration was very vague. Seeing Xi Ping's puppet always sneaking into Yao Qi's house next door, he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Xi Ping's eyes turned cold, and he saw Da Xie Chong tear apart the ball of paper with his hands three times, five times, two times, and a big fleshy worm as thick as a finger fell out of the paper ball, crawling on the ground , a grimace was drawn on the spread paper.

Tai Sui: "..."

Xi Ping yelled: "Run away! Run away! Xi Yue managed to catch her..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised one leg unexpectedly and crushed the insect flat with one foot.

Xi Ping was dragged by that leg and staggered for a while, and screamed "Oh!" "Is it disgusting!"

"You still know nausea?" Tai Sui threw the ball of paper aside, and said coldly, "If you don't practice well if you do these boring things again, I think you want to be burned again."

Xi Ping: "..."

If it weren't for the similar sentence patterns of "cultivation" and "burning", he had heard it many times since he was a child.

"What's the use of memorizing those broken classics? You are reasonable, senior, is it okay for your own disciples to let them memorize? If they don't memorize, they won't be able to open their spiritual apertures?"

"Folk casual cultivators don't have a teacher's succession, and there are people who want to ask others to teach something and pay any price. If someone is willing to give them an orthodox classic to read, they are willing to kneel down and be dogs!"

Xi Ping curled his lips, unable to put himself in his shoes at all.

After the eldest princess finished speaking, she left Qianxiu Temple with Zhixiu. The young master probably felt that there was no danger, so he let go again.

He seems to have turned his head and put aside his determination to "work hard to avenge people like Jiang Li", just like those prodigal sons who slander the spring and autumn, and hug each other without delay.

The Reincarnation Wooden Sculpture was also thrown aside, no interest anymore.

By the way, Reincarnation Woodcarving.

Tai Sui's heart moved again, why didn't he touch the reincarnation wood carving all of a sudden?

However, before he became suspicious again, Xi Ping casually picked up the Reincarnation Wooden Carving, and said innocently and coldly: "I forgot, that little beauty became your apprentice, how is it?"

As Xi Ping said, he closed his eyes, focused his brows expertly, and found Ah Xiang, but just in time saw Ah Xiang take out a small paper bag, staring at the green powder inside hesitantly for a moment, and picked it up to pour it into his mouth.

When Xi Ping saw it, he thought she was going to take poison too much: "Hey, don't eat!"

Ah Xiang paused, and looked around with her eyes wide open—she felt that someone called her just now: "Who?"

Xi Ping didn't dare to say anything.

"Is it... Tai Sui Xingjun?" Ah Xiang jumped up, holding up the reincarnation tree on her chest, but she didn't hear the answer, she murmured, "Tai Sui bless me, let me enter the Taoist sect smoothly, and live up to the expectations of my master... There is also such an expensive spirit stone powder. I must avenge my grandfather, earn a lot of money, and take Aunt Chun out of here..."

It was only then that Xi Ping realized that the green powder was not pesticide, but Bizhang stone powder.

He opened his eyes, and the pleading sound in his ear still echoed unceasingly: "How can she hear me?"

Before, only Tai Sui could talk to his group of believers through the Reincarnation Wood. Xi Ping was just a tool, and he could only follow along to watch the fun. Why did the little girl seem to hear his voice just now?

"Well, it's not a bad thing for you." Tai Sui wrote lightly, "Swallowing spirit stone powder is a practice of casual cultivators, so you don't have to make a fuss. There is no such condition as your Xuanyin Xianshan outside. I want to squeeze as much spiritual energy as possible to nourish the meridians. You can only grind inferior spirit stones into stone powder and swallow them."

Xi Ping stared at the reincarnating wood in his hand, feeling a sudden sense of crisis in his heart, and said with a "joyed face": "Senior, am I about to open my spiritual aperture?"

Tai Sui said: "If you can share snacks in other places, maybe...before the first leaf falls."

Xi Ping felt a "thump" in his heart, it was already midsummer, Qianxiu Temple was located in the mountains, and it was cold early, wouldn't it be a few days?

That's not right, he has been carrying the "following the yang and violating the yin" to the end!

Qiankun Pagoda honed his inspiration, Xi Ping pretended to fight for the first place with His Royal Highness every day, and walked a little earlier for a while; "Entering Ding Tuna", he actually "entered" into the dragon taming lock, and smashed his teeth with the half puppet Chatting for a while; working hard... It really didn't work at all, and he acted in his true colors.

How can this still allow him to open his spiritual aperture, and the old roundworm still knows his progress?

Xi Ping paused for a moment, then jumped up suddenly and found "Qian Xiu Zhi" - this thing is a copy in everyone's hand, which contains the door rules and the introduction of the steward of Qian Xiu Temple.

"What are you looking for?"

"Looking for records." Xi Ping was so "excited" that his heart was beating wildly, "Every session of 'opening up No. 1' was recorded in the Qianxiu Zhi, and almost all of them entered the inner sect later, I vaguely remember opening up the spiritual opening Is the fastest record in five months or six months... Ha! Senior, I can't be the legendary 'innate spirit bone', right?"

Tai Sui: "..."

You are the legendary "inborn faceless".

Xi Ping said triumphantly, "Then what else should I use, I..."

In order to prevent this self-proclaimed "innate spiritual bone" from floating into the air and squeezing the moon down, Tai Sui poured cold water on him and said, "There is not one innate spiritual bone. In the past thousand years, there has only been one Duanrui from Xuanyin Mountain. You If it's really a congenital spirit bone, it would have been fixed by the inner sect long before the entry, so don't put gold on your face."

Xi Ping: "Hey, I don't believe it."

Tai Sui: "..."

Normal people can't reason with two hundred and five.

So the next moment, Xi Ping seemed to have stepped into a fire with his foot, and his feet felt burning pain, which burned all the way to his knees.At the same time, his mouthpiece was blocked by Tai Sui, so he couldn't even scream.However, Xi Yue immediately sensed something was wrong through the dragon taming lock, and made a breathy sound, and rushed over to support him.

Xi Pingchong waved his hand half-heartedly, he stood firm, and the blood on his face evaporated.

In the small study room, one couldn't speak, the other couldn't speak, and the suffocating silence permeated.Xie Chong's soft voice rang in Xi Ping's ears... I don't know if it was his illusion, but the voice was closer than before.

"I wait for you to fall asleep every night, and I will do your breathing homework for you, and let you touch the reincarnation wood. With my divine power, your inspiration will naturally be higher than others, and your spiritual aperture will be looser than others. Once you open your spiritual aperture in the future, Spirit bones are also easier to make than others... This is because you are lucky to meet this seat, that silly girl from the Chen family, and you are willing to lay down your life for you—it's not because you are conceited about your talent and can be lazy, understand?"

Xi Ping couldn't speak.

Seeing that he "frightened" him, Tai Sui became gentle again: "It's for your own good to make you work hard. The disciples of Qianxiu Temple opened their spiritual apertures and looked slow. It was your senior brothers who deliberately did this to let your meridians The lungs, body, hair and skin are fully soaked with spiritual energy to prevent suffering when the spiritual orifice is opened. Entering the realm too quickly is not necessarily a good thing. In the past, some people even broke their meridians instantly when the spiritual orifice was opened. Why don’t you read about your Yanhai The record of failure to open the spiritual aperture in the building?"

Xi Ping relaxed his tongue and was able to speak again, but he didn't dare to say anything, he could only nod obediently.

"Good boy, go to bed early."

Xi Ping was flattering, and said cautiously: "Senior, what kind of suffering will you suffer when you open your spirit aperture? What if your disciples... are not reliable if they are not in the fairy mountain? Ah Xiang, is it okay for her to eat the spirit stone powder directly?"

Seeing that Tai Sui had bluffed him, he patiently explained common sense to him: "When opening the spiritual orifices, if the meridians are not fully infiltrated by the spiritual energy, they may be destroyed by the spiritual energy. There are generally two types of open spiritual orifices for casual practice, one It's just accidental, living in a place full of aura for a long time, encountering life-threatening things, when life and death are on the line, the potential explodes..."

Xi Ping asked casually, "Like Pang Jian?"

Tai Sui: "How do you know?"

"Before I came to Qianxiu Temple, I heard it from people." Xi Ping lied casually—in fact, he felt it from Pang Dutong's words. Although the elders inside are all like gods, everyone has the scriptures in their stomachs, but Pang Jian does not.Xi Ping felt that he didn't care much about the current situation, and he didn't even know the origin of the imperial concubine's mother's family.

"He is also a good fortune teller. When hundreds of people died in the Lingshi mine accident in southern Xinjiang, he took his life." Tai Sui only thought that these princes and grandchildren had their own sources of information, and didn't care. He said with emotion, and said, "The other kind is like Ah Xiang, who swallows the spirit stone fragments to let the spiritual energy enter the meridians from the lungs... but it is always a shoddy, and it is quite dangerous when the spiritual orifice is opened, and the body that is not nourished by the spiritual energy will often appear at this time. Injured and deformed. Otherwise, do you think my disciples are intentionally inhuman or ghost?"

Xi Ping was stunned.

After a while, he panicked and said, "What? Isn't that little beauty going to disfigure her face?"

I thought: Pang Dutong is from southern Xinjiang?Is it difficult to enter the Lingshi Mine?How does this old roundworm know?

The elders of folk origin in Tianji Pavilion didn't talk much about their own backgrounds, and each one was more mysterious than the other, because it was strictly considered "evil spirit" before going to the Ming Road, and it was not something that could be said openly.

Xi Ping's mind was spinning rapidly, and he had some calculations.

The next day, all the disciples in Qiu Zi Yuan went to their morning class, and Xi Yue, who was scrubbing and scrubbing with her knees bent down, gave a meal.

He seemed to be tired, so he stood up and strolled in the yard... Inadvertently, a word came out under his feet.

Xi Yue took note of his steps carefully, and after a while, he nimbly climbed up to an ancient cypress in the middle of the Qiuziyuan, and took out a piece of ruler plain paper from the bird's nest in the crown of the tree—this is after seeing Yao Qi writing a letter, It was stolen from Yao Qi's room as a "prank".

Xi Yue drew on the plain paper a few words that she had just memorized by rote: Pang is a person from southern Xinjiang.

Then he imitated Yao Qi and quietly put the ruler plain paper into the pond.

"Morning brother Ziming!" Yao Qi was copying scriptures in Qiankun Pagoda, when he heard the sound, his hands trembled, and Xi Ping's voice frightened him, leaving a large smear on the paper.

Zhou Xi happened to be sitting next to him, and when she saw this, she breathed lightly.

However, after a while, the Fourth Highness felt something was wrong—Yao Qi was trembling all the time, his sleeves were shaking, his face was pale, it didn't look like he was startled, but rather afraid of something.

Zhou Xi frowned slowly: What did Xi Shiyong do to him?