Chapter 117 Dead Man Sophora
Jiang Wen looked at the ice skeleton and walked in to check it picked it up with his sword and found that although the ice skeleton looked like a human being, it was actually made of branches and trees.
The branches entangled the limbs and extended out of the he has no facial features, he is similar to a human in every thing was completely cold, and even though it was dead, it still had a yin Wen couldn't bear the smoke, so he used several evil-exorcism charms to seal it.
Then he took it to the house and gave it to Yan Gongli for inspection. With her knowledge, she should be able to recognize what it was.
"I don't know much about this thing." Yan Gongli shook his head.
"You don't know what this is?" Jiang Wen was a little surprised. After all, Yan Gongli followed him all the way and knew much so that he would always consult this walking encyclopedia when he encountered something he didn't understand. Unexpectedly, there was something she didn't know today.
"What's that look in your eyes? Do I have to know a lot of things?" Yan Gongli looked at Jiang Wen and said dissatisfied. "Besides, there are thousands of kinds of evil things like branches in the world. I can't remember every one of them."
She said, picking up a piece with her hand and examining it beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and after a long time she said aloud: "This thing is a bit like a branch of a locust tree. The locust tree gathers shade and ghosts like to live there, which is quite suitable."
"So the thing causing trouble in this old house is the branch of the locust tree? Then when we hand this thing over to the rich man Qian, it can be regarded as completing the entrustment." Jiang Wen touched his chin and felt that his idea made sense. .He decided to return the locust tree skeleton to Mr. Qian tomorrow, which would be regarded as completing the commission.
"It's not that simple." Yan Gongli walked around the bones with her little hands. "The locust tree is a thing that gathers death. It is extremely difficult to give birth to spiritual wisdom. But this locust tree not only gave birth to spiritual wisdom, but also was malicious to people who entered the house. It must have its own reasons, If this matter is not resolved, people who enter this old house will be attacked in the future."
"Don't you think a locust tree with spiritual wisdom is interesting?" Yan Gongli said excitedly.
Jiang Wen just shook his head. He didn't think there was anything interesting about this branches of a locust tree are so difficult to deal with. How should you deal with the main body? The most important thing a monk should do is to assess the situation. It is better not to do such troublesome things if possible. After all, there is no merit worth recording.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Yan Gongli rolled her eyes, and then she had another plan in lay down on the bed and pretended to have backache, and then shouted: "Oh, when will this curse be lifted?" It only made me feel backache. I heard that the locust tree and even the yin thing, this kind of Taoism The locust tree should be even more incredible. If the trunk of the locust tree can be obtained, it can be made into a magical weapon to restrain the curse."
"Can this locust tree lift the curse between us?" Jiang Wen became interested after hearing this and sat next to Yan Gongli and asked.
"Of course. The locust tree is the most yin tree in the world. It is said that the trees planted in the quiet spring are all locust trees. As long as these creations are tempered so that their yin pole reaches the yang pole, they can be refined into the rarest ultimate tree in the world. Yang magic weapon. It is even more invincible against such curses."
Yan Gongli crossed her legs and then leaned on Jiang Wen. Even after being pushed away by Jiang Wen several times, she still didn't give the end, Jiang Wen had no choice but to hold the pair of jade feet in his arms, and Yan Gongli closed her eyes with satisfaction.
"But if you want to make such a magical weapon, you need a lot of locust trees. It must be at least a thousand years old, and it grows in extremely dark places. I think this locust tree is good, and maybe it can be used to make a magical weapon." Yan Gongli He said with a smile on his lips.
"Is it dangerous?" Jiang Wen asked.
"If it were a ten-thousand-year-old demon locust tree, perhaps we would still be afraid of it. But it is an old locust tree that has been matured for thousands of years, so there is nothing to fear. The locust tree is a rare thing in the world, and practicing Taoism is to act against heaven. It is difficult for a living being to be wise. , it’s even harder to become a spirit. But if you can cultivate into a demon and transform into a human, then he will be one of the most terrifying demons in the world. So before he becomes a ten thousand year demon, we can bully him as much as we can." Yan Gong Li said quite happily, rubbed her feet into Jiang Wen's arms, and then said.
"I'm a little sleepy and I want to sleep for a while. You have to take good care of me."
"Sleep in your bed." Jiang Wen said angrily.
He sat on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes and meditated, gathering his energy and after running for dozens of weeks did he wake up from his trance.
Seeing Yan Gongli falling into a deep sleep on the bed, Jiang Wen had a look of disgust on his put the other person's feet down, take out a sheet from the storage bag and cover her with talismans were posted on each bed. After settling down, he walked out of the room.
One night passed, and it was still drizzling in the old house.
It just lacks the coldness of yesterday, and it feels like the misty rain in Yangzhou in the courtyard hadn't been destroyed by his talisman, perhaps the scenery would have been even better.
Taking advantage of his rare free time, Jiang Wen walked slowly along the lotus pond in the courtyard.
When I think back to my recent experiences, I feel like I am in another obviously wanted to come out to look for Li Yunshang and the others, but they didn't expect to stumble into a large formation on the rescued a girl named the second-generation founder of Wuliang Pavilion, but he didn't expect that the girl was powerless and still needed his protection.
Could it be that Jiang Wen was born to be a bodyguard?
With a confused mind, he gradually walked into a are many rockeries here, and a two-story exquisite courtyard is built on it.
The railings are carefully carved and wind chimes are hung on the attic, you can probably see the scenery in the yard.
Jiang Wen, on the other hand, stood still and looked up at the viewing , there seemed to be a woman playing the piano and singing, her singing voice was soft and melodious.
"I am a wife at the age of three, working hard at home. She works hard and sleeps hard at night, and she has a court. Once the words are fulfilled, it will be violent. My brothers don't know, so they laugh. They talk quietly and think about it, and bow to mourn..."
Jiang Wen listened with rapt attention, and the song "Monster" was swirling in his I am a little confused as to why "Monster" exists here, compared to the existence of a woman in this haunted old house, I put aside the matter of this poem for the time being.
Secretly using magic power to protect his body, Jiang Wen walked along the roadside and walked to the looked at the empty viewing area, with only a cluster of branches extending out in front of the stage.
No woman exists, everything seems like his fantasy.
"Did I hear it wrong?" Jiang Wen was a little surprised. He searched for a long time in the pavilion of the other courtyard, but finally found no going around and around, he still walked down to the other courtyard.
"Sure enough, I heard wrong." Jiang Wen said to himself.
But he never noticed that at the moment he turned to leave, a white figure appeared at the viewing area behind him.
Back in the house, Tie Zhu was still stunned. Jiang Wen tried to wake him up, but the end, I sat at the table drawing talismans and thinking about what would happen next.
His eyes inadvertently passed over the embroidered shoes, and he picked them up out of curiosity.
Then Jiang Wen looked solemn and reached out to touch the embroidered shoes.
(End of this chapter)