Chapter 178 Incense Town
Yang He did not have an optional identity before his eyes, only five permanent characters.
It can be seen that the Blood Pit Ghost has not started yet, enough to complete the character fusion by himself.
He scanned the information of the permanent role. During the corpse-traveling child's injury, Jiang Ziya had arrived in Xiqi, and he didn't know what was going on recently.
"Mr. Jiang Taigong, don't make any wishful person take the bait."
Xiqi definitely cannot beat Da Shang, let alone the latter has been enhanced epicly.
The only thing that is thankful is that Wen Zhong just returned to Chaoge, and it is impossible to go on a war again in the short term. In ancient times, wars also required a large amount of supplies, and at least half a year to prepare.
"Complete the character fusion as soon as possible, and the Blood Pit Ghost is still not sure what the situation is."
[If you don't choose your identity, go to the world of allusion with your true body]
" Don't choose to play."
[Whether to consume 1,000 spiritual vision, choose a character for deep fusion]
Two vague figures appeared, which were the corpse Taoist boy and the Wugui Buddha.
You can vaguely see that there are lines between the corpse Taoist boy's eyebrows connecting the third prince and the plague Taoist man, while the line between the Wugui Buddha's eyebrows is the ghost prince.
"Select [Ultimate Buddha] for deep fusion."
………
The last ray of sunset is about to pass, and the mountains and forests are gradually falling into darkness.
The lush plants and trees are like ink, and the shadows cast out are entangled and twisted with each other. Occasionally, a few nightingale cry break the silence.
Yang He suddenly appeared in the mountains and forests, holding the copper coin sword in his hand.
He felt a little uncomfortable, not only because of the dizziness of consciousness, but also accompanied by an indescribable nausea, which was severely discomfortable.
After a long time.
Yang He's pupils are focused, and the skin robe covers the body surface.
Two yin objects similar to scales are embedded in the palm of the palm, and the yang fire disappears immediately. In addition, the pupil ghost that restrains its breath as much as possible, at least on the surface, he is like a corpse.
"Hehehe, my skills are still very reliable."
[Ghost Fujia]
[The middle-vehicle genital weapon made by the ghost remains can cover up Yang energy prevents ghosts from detecting the aura of a strange person. 】
Yang He looked at the Niwan Palace again, where five pearls were suspended.
The orbs faintly formed into one, and the glimmer of light protected the soul.
[Ghost Lock Bead]
[The middle-vehicle yin weapon made by the debris of the anti-sound ghost can protect the soul after refining. 】
Although many yin instruments are of medium quality, they are completely unspiritual and are purely mass-produced products refined from assembly lines.
Of course, the main world is divided into yin and yang, and resources are concentrated in the hands of the Grand Secretary’s court.
Any vagina is worth a lot.
Yang He looked around calmly, and his spiritual sense flashed quietly, "Well, spiritual vision has not increased, it should be safer at present."
He called out the panel, but he could not return it anyway. Go to the main world.
Yang He only has a three-day countdown, indicating how long it will take to return to the main world, without any prompts for deep fusion.
"The season is late autumn, which is the time when I leave Chaoge."
Yang He noticed that not far away was a rugged path, but no one had passed by for a long time, and the weeds quietly covered the path. "Heizi." He kicked the black cat curled up at his feet and sniffed.
Meow! ! !
The black cat was furious after realizing it.
"Compared to playing a role, the real body is indeed different."
Yang He's mood cannot be the same as before. Even if there are no traces of evil spirits nearby, he seems to be unable to die if he appears. .
He secretly communicated with the eyeworm left in the corpse Taoist's body to confirm the location.
"In the remote mountainous areas north of Chaoge, even if the thirty-six armies attack Xiqi, it will not affect this place."
Yang He took a deep breath and walked into the mountains and forests along the sheep intestine path.
The black cat was cautiously alert, maintaining the size of the cub, mainly because it sensed the nervousness of its owner.
Before night falls, Yang He has walked out of the mountains and forests.
The plants and trees have become sparse, and there are traces of ordinary life everywhere.
A very deserted town comes into view. The houses are built of civil engineering, and the permanent population should be only two or three hundred.
All the houses were closed with doors and windows, and there were no villagers appearing before dark.
Only some houses candles are always on.
Spiritual vision grows for no reason.
Yang He realized that the town was probably related to deep fusion, and there was no abnormality for the time being. If you want to figure out the reality and reality, you must enter the town.
He did not choose to act rashly and stayed on the hillside to light a bonfire.
In any case, waiting for three days before choosing to take risks is the best strategy. As long as you can return to the main world at any time, you don’t have to be afraid.
Yang He took out a big tonic pill and took it, and kept the Yang Fire in a vigorous state at all times.
As soon as the night fell, a faint singing echoed.
"The wild rice and beans in the capital are fragrant, and all beasts gather together in harmony and joy. The Emperor makes the sound of the piano..."
Yang He was stunned. Yu Zheng mentioned earlier that there were similar songs in the valley. , involving a Nuwa Sect named Jiuyou Su Nu.
"It seems to be right."
Yang He's eyes locked at a house at the entrance of the town, and the singing came from it, and the dim candlelight was swaying.
Every house with bright light has extremely strange phenomena.
For example, in front of the wine shop, there is a thick layer of rat corpses. It is logical that it is easy to cause plague, but no one can clean it up at all.
Or the rice shop in the southwest corner, the wall actually implies dense scratches, just like it was picked out through your nails before dying. Yang He was full of thoughts, and the path behind him had steps from far to near.
He looked back and saw an old detective carrying twenty or thirty people to the town, and the disgusting smell of rancidness poured into his nose.
Dong!
Dong!
The old detective's skin was full of pockmarks, just ordinary people, and was tying a copper bell to guide everyone, obviously coming for the town.
Yang He was stunned and noticed that twenty or thirty people covered their faces with cloth bags.
The pus and blood have soaked the clothes, causing the odor to become more and more serious.
Yang He saw through the cloth bag that the old constable was escorting all the patients, and his skin was not exposed because he was covering up large areas of herpes.
Smallopsis?
He recognized the disease at a glance, and smallpox did cause herpes to spread, and even if he saved half of his life, it would easily leave scars.
Just like the old detective, he obviously suffered from smallpox in the past.
Yang He for some reason always felt that the old detective was driving the corpse, and the group of patients had indeed lost consciousness, and they were all relying on instinct to support them.
The old detective was about to pass by him.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Yang He emits some yang energy.
"Who?!!"
The old detective was so scared that his face was pale, and then he noticed Yang He who was burning in the corner of the hillside, who seemed to appear in the wilderness out of thin air. "Master, I'm a businessman passing by here. I want to ask if the town is in danger. I always feel a little... strange."
Yang He wore a straw raincoat and hat, covering his eyes and ears. Holding a package.
The old detective looked up and down, and couldn't help but mutter, "Go to the business? Is there a chamber of commerce coming to the ghost place in Xianghuo Town?"
"Incense Town."
The first time Yang He learned the place name, he contacted Taoist Qingfeng through the Dharma Seal of the Corpse Taoist Child, and asked the latter to help ask others. "Master, villain Yu Zheng, please point out the direction to leave the forest."
Yang He did not reveal his real name, but called himself Yu Zheng.
Be cautious everywhere in the allusion world and must not be affected by cause and effect. After all, the true body was just an outsider three thousand years ago.
"Oh."
The old detective wanted to speak but stopped, and raised his eyes to look at the full moon that was already in the air. "You are so unpredictable. It is very dangerous to go on a full moon tonight." Yang He followed the old detective's gaze. The full moon was bigger than before, and the surface of the ravines was faintly hidden. Form facial features.
The full moon is 80% involved Fairy Guanghan!
Spirit vision surged.
He turned to the depths of the forest again, and the frequency of spiritual vision growth continued to intensify.
"Master, can I stay in the town for a night?"
Yang He had never noticed the malice of the old constable, and could feel that the mountains and forests were a hundred times more dangerous than Xianghuo Town. It is better to follow the locals to avoid taboos than to try your luck. "It's OK, but you must leave early in the morning, otherwise you may get infected with a stubborn disease and you will never be able to get out of Xianghuo Town."
"Hard disease?"
Yang He pretended to be horrified and stared at the patients.
The old detective continued to ring the copper bell, pointing to twenty or thirty people and said, "All of them are patients with acne epidemic. They have no choice but to come to Xianghuo Town to try it. They will be cured in three days. "
"Is there any miracle doctor in Xianghuo Town that can cure acne epidemic?" "
"We have the blessing of immortals." "
The old detective's reply was vague, afraid that Yang He would not believe it and added: "The famous ones in the ten miles and eight villages are not just acne epidemic, but also wind and cold and plague can recover as they were before."
Yang He was grateful if he was grateful. He nodded all his head, but he felt that the old detective was avoiding the important things.
What does it mean to be cured in three days?
What if I can't hold on? Are you dying from illness or... some evil spirits?
Yang He then received the message from Taoist Qingfeng.
Taoist Qingfeng had just left the mountain and was invited by Jiang Ziya to go to Xiqi. He did know some rumors about Xianghuo Town.
Before the Nuwa Festival, the incense town enshrines the statues of all the disciples of the Nuwa Palace.
The blessings of the statue of God are extremely effective, attracting believers from all over the world.
After the Nuwa Festival, Xianghuo Town suffered asymptomatic plague. After two months of closure, Xianghuo Town was no longer interested.
Master Qingfeng heard the rumors.
Once plagues occur in surrounding towns, patients will be sent to Xianghuo Town, and later they will become Xianghuo Town and take the initiative to accept all kinds of patients.
Although few patients can recover, they always have a thought.
Yang He took out a few taels of broken silver and handed it to the old detective, "Thanks to meet the man, otherwise he might have died at the hands of a blind bear who had died in the mountains."
"My surname is Ji." , just call me Lao Ji. "
The old detective waved his hand and refused, "Silver money is useless in Xianghuo Town, come with me."
When he saw Yang He, he seemed to be worried about the acne epidemic patient, "Don't worry, Xianghuo Town has the blessing of immortals, and no disease will spread inside."
"That's fine."
The old arrester Take Yang He into Xianghuo Town.
The Xianghuo Town is extremely depressed, and collapsed walls can be seen along the road. Most of the courtyards of the houses have not been cleaned up for several years.
He stopped in front of a teahouse, "Here I worship the old mother in Lishan, who is the disciple of Nuwa, and the immortal power to restrain the acne epidemic."
The door of the teahouse is opened, and a large jar is placed in advance.
The patient took the initiative to drill into the large tank, and coughed continuously.
"Yu Zheng, go to the upper floor to rest and find a room at will. Remember to remember that you must not come out at night!!"
"Wait."
"Wait." br>The old detective suddenly remembered something, "Yu Zheng, you shouldn't be sick, right?"
(This chapter ends)