Chapter 27 Weird Dharma Meeting
This time, Qin Jiang did not bring black water with him. In that case, the characteristics would be too obvious.
However, to be on the safe side, he still brought a few smoke bombs and fire mines.
Walking in the night, his figure has been hidden in the shadow of the house.
After a while, he came to a corner of Li Mansion and took out a map from his arms.
He bought this from a person who delivered food to the Li family some time ago while hiding his identity.
After confirming the location based on the map, he exerted force on his feet. The moment his palm touched the wall, he burst out with strength. His body slid directly over the wall and fell into Li's house. The whole process did not take more than two seconds.
Falling on the ground, he squatted down. This was the back of a warehouse, covered with weeds.
The place he was going to was the courtyard specially prepared by Li Songzheng to worship Goddess Huangtian. It was located inside the Li Mansion, and there were several other courtyards to go from here.
Run the inner Qi, control the activity level of the body, reduce the sense of Qi, and then stick your head out from the edge of the house.
What he saw was a small courtyard overgrown with weeds. The courtyard door was closed and there were many firewood and haystacks piled up. The room next to him also looked very old, with the eaves covered with spider webs.
Relax slightly and walk to the door of the small courtyard. A ray of cold wind blows into the small courtyard along the crack of the door.
Looking out through the gap in the wooden door, an iron rod lay across the door, which was obviously locked.
Looking closely at the gap outside, three servants were patrolling with torches, and they all had long knives on their waists.
Obviously, these people all have some martial arts skills.
After waiting for a while, the patrol came this way, and Qin Jiang backed up and hid behind a haystack.
Crack!
The sound of the door lock flicking was very clear in the night. The three of them walked into the yard without closing the door, and walked straight to the house and sat down.
Everyone took out their pipes, lit them, and started chatting.
"Hey, have you gone to see that courtyard? I don't know what kind of evil the master has been. I don't see any change in the people who come and visit me."
As soon as one of them finished complaining, the other one covered his mouth, "Are you drunk?! If the master hears this, I will break your legs!"
"Uh-huh~" was covered. The servant nodded repeatedly.
"~Suck~ I'm just saying it smoothly. Besides, we are the only ones here tonight. Master, he can't know."
"Okay, Old Liu, don't mess around. I said it." The leading servant waved his hand and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"You probably don't know, but I have seen it with my own eyes." He said.
"Hey, my brother Li, why don't you say half of what you said?" Lao Liu asked hurriedly.
Brother Li cleared his throat, took a long stride, put his elbows on his knees, and leaned forward slightly, "I'm telling you, don't talk nonsense! Do you remember Old Wangtou?"
"Old Wangtou? Didn't he break his leg a few days ago and was sent back to the countryside?" Old Liu asked.
Brother Li raised his chin and smiled with a bit of arrogance, "Hey, don't you know? I followed the young master to the yard that day. What do you think I saw?
The old Wang's head is there! That mage poured the divine liquid given by the Goddess on his legs!
Eh! Burnt, crispy, bah bah! He was cured on the spot! However, our master is kind-hearted, and since Lao Wangtou is old, he gave him a sum of money to return to his hometown in the countryside. "
"So powerful? Was the broken leg cured immediately? "Old Liu didn't believe it. An injury like a broken arm or leg is quite difficult to treat! Let alone being cured on the spot.
"It's not just that! The young master also said that the divine liquid can not only cure diseases, but also make you stronger in that regard! "Brother Li laughed.
Behind the haystack, Qin Jiang's eyes were slightly bright, divine liquid?
It is a good thing to listen to, but he doesn't believe that it will work when used. No side effects.
The more you gain, the more you lose. The more beautiful things look, the more careful you have to be.
He glanced at the three of them quietly, while observing the outside of the small courtyard.
While the three of them were knocking off cigarette ashes, they suddenly exerted force on their feet and rushed out.
After rushing out, he disappeared directly into the shadow of the house and headed towards the courtyard where the Goddess Huang Tian was worshiped.
On the way, I avoided several groups of servants on night watch and finally arrived at my destination.
The courtyard door opened wide, and a bright fire came out of the courtyard.
Climbing up to the shadow of a house, Qin Jiang's eyes fell into the courtyard. There were at least a dozen torches stuck in the courtyard wall, illuminating the courtyard very brightly. A tall round tripod with three legs and two ears was sitting there. In the center of the courtyard. The body of the tripod is made of brass and is engraved with a picture of the goddess flying into the sky. There are three huge sacrificial incense sticks as thick as arms inserted inside. Smoke curls up from the top. The faint scent of sandalwood is very penetrating, even from dozens of meters away. Can also smell it.
Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, Qin Jiang quietly walked around to the back of the courtyard and jumped directly in.
Landing gently, he looked at the house. Only the room facing the bronze tripod was lit, and the rooms on the left and right were all dark.
He did not forget the purpose of coming here tonight. From the back of the house, he poked the windows one by one to look inside.
As expected, many sacrificial utensils were piled in one of them.
Gently push open the window and climb in. Take off your gloves and put your hand on one of the bronze bottles. No.
Next, no, no, no.
I touched it a dozen times in a row, and finally, the familiar cold touch, and the familiar prompt appeared in front of my eyes.
[Potential points being absorbed.0.10.10.1]
After a few breaths, the cold air flow disappeared, and he looked at the bottom of the panel, [Potential points: 7.6]
Slightly control the joy in his heart , he touched all the remaining utensils, even the fake paintings used for decoration on the walls of the house.
[Potential Points: 9.4]
Looking at the potential points approaching the ten-point mark, he couldn't help but smile. These many potential points were enough for him to directly use the Iron Arm Fist. Upgraded to the third level!
However, he didn't rush to add more points, because he hadn't encountered any irresistible crisis yet, and adding more potential points would only require a breathless time.
After looking at the room again to make sure nothing was missing, he walked out of the house and gently closed the window.
Go to the bright room in the center, find a window on the edge and poke a small opening.
Looking inside, a simple and somewhat desolate small hall came into view.
He was on the left side of the small hall. He could only see a few load-bearing pillars and half beams on the left side, with yellow cloth strips hanging on them.
The rest is blocked by a huge statue.
The statue has its back to him. It is carved from stone and its face cannot be seen.
There were torches placed on several load-bearing pillars, but they were not lit. It was obvious that the light source was from something else.
My eyes turned and I couldn't see clearly what was going on in the palace, I could only faintly hear subtle singing.
Carefully open the window, and a strange aroma hits your face.
He quickly held his breath, and then felt that the aroma was somewhat familiar.
Is this the smell of burning locust wood?
Huh~
The night wind blew slightly, his eyes moved slightly, and he controlled his body not to make the slightest sound, and slowly rolled into the house.
Closing the window gently, the strange aroma became more intense. He was sure that this was the smell of burning locust wood.
When I went to Daheishan before, I cut down some locust trees for firewood.
He walked to the edge of the statue and listened carefully to what was going on in the room.
But the strange thing is that the singing sound does not seem to be affected by the distance, it is still so subtle that it is almost inaudible.
After a moment, he suddenly reacted, his pupils shrank, and he didn't hear any breathing!
Shocked, he quietly poked his head out and saw a huge oil lamp hanging in the air, lighting up the room.
Under the oil lamp, two rows of people in yellow robes sat cross-legged. They were the same people who sprinkled yellow paper on the street that day.
Is this a religious ceremony?
I saw these people holding a string of rosary beads, with blood-red lines painted on their faces, their eyes closed tightly, their heads lowered, looking like the most devout believers.
In front of them is a female bronze statue less than two feet tall. It is the bronze statue of Goddess Huangtian that day.
The mage wearing Bagua robe was kneeling in front of the bronze statue of Goddess Huangtian, holding a blood-stained dagger in his hand.
In front of him, an old man with gray hair and beard lay lying on his back. His upper body was bare and his left leg looked a little twisted.
The stomach was cut open, blood and organs flowed all over the floor, and a blood-red lotus was carved on the skin of the chest with a knife, which looked beautiful and coquettish.
It seemed that he was already dead, but his cloudy eyes were staring at the bronze statue of Goddess Huangtian, with a pious face and joy.
(End of this chapter)