Chapter 546 Return to the West "You mean, this is the soul of the tomb owner?" Liu Banxian came closer, stared at the bottle in Ma Xiaoyu's hand, and marveled. Among the three souls of heaven, earth and man, the human soul, after death, the heaven soul and the earth soul respectively lead to heaven and underworld, and only the human soul wanders alone in the world without purpose. "But if the owner of the tomb is the original one, he has been dead for thousands of years at least. His soul is still here?" Yin Xiu was also a little confused. She leaned over and gently held Ma Xiaoyu's finger with her hand, and looked at the bottle carefully. "Can't you hold it yourself?" Ma Xiaoyu glared at him. "Isn't it because I have no experience?" Yin Xiu still looked attentive, and it didn't look like she was telling lies, "Master Ma Tian, you have great magical powers, unlike us little Taoist priests who don't even have teachings. What if you can't control the soul in the bottle and let it run away?" ?” "You'd better think so." Ma Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, pulled the bottle back, and put it back in her pocket.
"Since you said you're afraid that you won't be able to handle it, why don't you just keep it for me?" "I have no objection." Yin Xiu grinned, "It's just that I still want to ask, is it really the original owner?" "I don't know about that." Ma Xiaoyu put her fingers on her chin and pursed her lips, "Although I have never been in contact with it personally, according to classics and some sayings, there are three souls of heaven, earth and man, and the human soul is the last one to be extracted from the body of the deceased. Those internal experts and officers and soldiers had only died for a short while, but their human souls were still in their bodies, so there was no way they could be separated out. Therefore, the human soul left in Liu Banxian's body must have been left by someone who had died here for some time, or more than a month. But according to our understanding, this palace should be a place that no one has visited in recent decades. Otherwise, the trap set here should have been triggered long ago. We did not find any other traces before entering. So, who else could have died here for a long time? " "Can't you ask the [good brother] here?" Liu Banxian was referring to the wisp of soul in the bottle, "I remember that Lan Po often saved the souls of those without owners at Tilanqiao. The ones who were buried were buried, and the ones who were sent home were sent home." "Can't ask." Ma Xiaoyu shook his head, "The soul is incomplete. Only one of the three souls is left here. Let alone asking, even if you call it, it is impossible to get it to respond." "That's no different than picking up a living dead." Liu Banxian scratched his head. "Might as well be the living dead." Yin Xiu sighed, "If we pick up a living dead, we can still judge the person's approximate identity and age based on his clothes and appearance. What do you think is the use of picking up this soul? Does it take up space with it?" "Then I throw it away?" Ma Xiaoyu pretended to throw away the bottle. "That's not necessary."
Yin Xiu stopped her and grabbed Ma Xiaoyu's hand, "Why bother? God has good intentions. Such a strange soul appears here. Let's take it with us. Maybe we can use it later. " Ma Xiaoyu was furious and stared at her eyes. "If you grab my hand like that again, I guarantee you will be in a bottle like it soon." When Yin Xiu heard this, she could only reluctantly let go and said to her: "Then do you think it is possible that there is another person buried here?" "Someone else?" Liu Banxian lowered his head and thought for a while, "Assuming this person is not a tomb robber, then could this person be a minister or concubine who was buried? Or maybe he was a military general responsible for guarding?" During the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Taizong Li Shimin was often frightened awake because he dreamed of ghosts coming to him in the middle of the night. Therefore, he listened to the advice of a strategist and asked someone to paint portraits of his two fierce generals, Yu Chigong and Qin Qiong, and hang them on the door. Sure enough, from then on, he never dreamed of ghosts haunting him in the middle of the night. It is said that in the tomb of Emperor Taizong, scrolls with images of the two generals were still buried. Emperor Taizong only brought the images of the two generals into the tomb for burial. If an ordinary person encountered this situation, such as a neighbor bringing your photo into the coffin, you would only feel bad luck. Being brought into the mausoleum by the emperor should be an honor for a courtier. But if it was in the Shang Dynasty, it might be even more "glory", and in a completely different way. Because the Shang Dynasty was an era where human sacrifices were common. If the master stepped on a piece of dog poop when he went out, he might ask a wizard to kill a few slaves to divine the fortune of the day. If this is the case, the person buried here may be the tomb owner's favorite concubine, or perhaps a brave and loyal general. Regardless of whether their "sacrifice" was voluntary or not, in that terrifying and horrifying atmosphere, such a person died here and was buried under layers of soil. Or, in fact, the treatment of this man was not bad. The businessman built him a tomb that looked quite magnificent and worthy of the standard, so that he could spend a long time underground with the owner of the tomb. In the end, he will ascend with his master, go to heaven and become an immortal, and continue to enjoy the inexhaustible glory and wealth for eternity. "This is really a terrible thing." Liu Banxian felt sad, "If I die, I don't want to call them Lily, Rose, or Nana to be buried together with me. I want them to live well and not be sad for me." It's okay to shed tears once or twice. Don't just cry all day long. It doesn't look good if your eyes are red from crying, really. " "Don't worry, they will definitely do it." Yin Xiu rolled her eyes almost out of her sockets. Let's not talk about whether it is appropriate to say such unlucky words underground. Is it because Liu Banxian has a big heart and has no inhibitions, or that his nerves have been completely numb to the matter of death, or that he just said it casually and said whatever came to his mind. Just believing that those courtesans and nightclub ladies would shed tears and be sad for me is already outrageous. It's not that I look down on them, it's that these smart girls have to face different people every day and have many visitors. Maybe after today, they may not remember who you are tomorrow. Even if Liu Banxian is a guest and high-roller in major nightclubs in Hong Kong Island, for these girls who don't take relationships seriously, if he dies, it would be better if a cat or dog died on the roadside. . After all, if a cat or dog dies, those women wearing heavy makeup will frown and say pity. Some of them are emotional, and those who have occasionally fed these cats and dogs will have their eyes red and shed a few tears.
As for Liu Banxian's death, they probably didn't even bother to ask how he died. Unless it was related to some big news, they could be asked to cheer up and tell a few jokes. Somehow, sensing the complexity in Yin Xiu's eyes, Liu Banxian turned back and glanced at him thoughtfully. "Brother Yin, do you have any fantastic ideas?" "Hey, you, a great Feng Shui expert who knows astronomy and geography, can't think of anything. What can I come up with?" Yin Xiu spread his hands. "It seems so." Liu Banxian nodded, "I am indeed wrong to expect you to come up with any ideas." well! ! Liu Banxian and Yin Xiu sighed at the same time. "It's not like we're about to be captured and beheaded by the army. Why are you moaning and groaning all the time?" Hai Dongqing couldn't stand it anymore. "Even I, an Orion, know that if you don't understand something, don't think about it. It doesn't matter whether the person who died here is a concubine or a general. Anyway, he didn't come out to cause trouble. What does it matter? Just die." "It's as if we can bring him back to life with just one word." Yin Xiu grinned. However, although Hai Dongqing's words are crude, they do make sense. Since they can't figure out the identity of this soul, the best thing is to ignore his identity. So as not to waste time and energy here. "Then there's nothing strange about me now, right?" Liu Banxian opened his hand and spun around in a circle. "It looks like it's gone. At least those dirty things are gone." Yin Xiu looked at him. Ma Xiaoyu also nodded in agreement, "Everything is normal." After a pause, she didn't know whether she was seriously considering it or just saying it casually. "Actually, there is another way to determine where the body where the soul belongs is, that is, I will release it now and let it return to the vicinity of its original owner along the original road. In this way, we can determine the location of the deceased. only……" Ma Xiaoyu looked at the palace filled with mercury vapor and frowned. "Even if the soul goes to the deceased, we probably won't be able to follow it, right?" "Death is certain..." Liu Banxian shook his head. The terrible mercury vapor is really not a lie. Let alone being in it, just a wisp of it is accidentally carried by the wind from afar. Inhaling it into the lungs is enough to make people feel that their chest is burning, as if they are being scraped by sandpaper. After going through it once, I felt completely uncomfortable. What's more, Yin Xiu, Ren Qi and the other three masters had already suffered varying degrees of damage just by swimming around in the mercury vapor. If someone like Liu Banxian were thrown into the palace, he would be lying there without even a cup of tea. In this case, even if they really keep up with the speed of the soul, there is absolutely no way they can calmly return after knowing the truth. Even returning from the palace itself has become a luxury.
How can you expect a person to fall into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire and still come out safe and sound? However, Yin Xiu didn't think so. He just smiled and said: "If people can't get in, doesn't it mean they can't see?" "You mean?" Ma Xiaoyu suddenly remembered. "Yes." Yin Xiu raised his hand, and a translucent blood-colored butterfly emerged from his sleeve and landed on his finger. [Butterfly Shadow Ghost], this vampire magic can summon a butterfly that can be driven by Yin Xiu from a long distance, and can share his vision and pass it on. This butterfly is not a living creature. If this butterfly is used to enter the palace filled with mercury vapor, neither the performer nor the butterfly itself will be harmed by the deadly vapor inside. With this blood butterfly, even the mountains of swords and seas of fire that Liu Banxian imagined would not be a problem. "Then I will be released?" Ma Xiaoyu took out the tube again. "Let it go, let it go, this butterfly is also psychic. As long as I think about it, the soul can't escape." Yin Xiu was full of confidence. "it is good." Ma Xiaoyu picked up the glass tube and held it in her hand. The two sharp-knuckled fingers of her other hand were put together to make a sword gesture. She muttered a spell in her mouth, as if she was casting some spell on the soul in the glass tube. Liu Banxian knew that it should be a spell that drove the human soul back to its original body. If it were alive, this would of course be a spell to calm people down and resettle their souls. If you die, it will simply return your soul to its original place. If there was an altar, it would be very fast to perform this spell, but now there is not even a higher stone to make a platform, so Ma Xiaoyu can only follow the rules and recite the spell that she has memorized in detail. "It would be nice if there was a watermelon." Liu Banxian whispered. "What, are you thirsty? What kind of watermelon do you eat in the winter?" Hai Dongqing asked doubtfully. Liu Banxian glanced at him and said, "It's not that I'm thirsty or that I want to eat. Let me ask you, how do you say watermelon in Hokkien?" "Uh……" From childhood to adulthood, Saker Falcon had never left Liaodong, nor had he ever met any merchants from southern Fujian. After all, it is almost one of the hottest and humid places in Kyushu. There is no need for furs, and there are famous mountains and rivers rich in various medicinal materials. Seeing that Hai Dongqing didn't respond for a long time, Ren Qi said calmly: "In the Hokkien language, watermelon is called [West Return]." "Yes, return to the west." Liu Banxian nodded, "Gui Xi, Gui Xi, means to call the deceased back. Southern Fujian is close to the sea and the mountains are difficult to navigate. Most of the people make a living by going out to sea to fish. Since you go to sea, you will inevitably encounter strong winds and waves, or when the waves are calm, some people will fall into the water and die.
At this time, it is often difficult to find and salvage corpses. After all, they are in the sea, not in a pond or river. How easy is it to find someone? But it's best to bury the body, lest he die in a foreign land, or become too resentful and turn into a water ghost to catch his substitute, which would be troublesome. So if the whole village can't find anyone, the village will pool together a sum of money and find a Taoist priest to do it. Taoist priests go to sea by boat and bring a watermelon with them when they perform rituals on the sea. If the chanting of the mantra is ineffective and there is no response, the Taoist priest will throw the watermelon into the sea and watch the watermelon float in the sea. Wherever the watermelon sinks, the body is often underneath. It would be convenient now if we had a watermelon. " "So magical?" Hai Dongqing couldn't help shouting. "Shh!" Yin Xiu raised a finger, "Be careful not to disturb her casting." As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Xiaoyu stopped reciting, looked at them and then crushed the tube. A ray of glowing soul flew out like a firefly and began to float towards the palace. Yin Xiu's mind moved, and the blood butterfly flew over immediately. Just when everyone thought that the matter was settled, they saw that the soul suddenly changed its direction and did not go to the palace. Instead, it drifted behind everyone into the unknown darkness. Even Ma Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. Could it be that there was something wrong with her spell? (End of this chapter)