Chapter 172: No phase, no phase of self
In the Zhao Mansion, the prefect Zhao Wenze rubbed his hands together and watched expectantly as the four lamas carried the magical instrument, which was as tall as one person, into the mansion.
“Alright, you all can go down.”
After the people left the screen, Zhao Wenze washed his hands with a sense of ceremony and wiped his palms with a piece of Dongjiang cotton worth a hundred taels of silver. .
The next moment, two more black figures wearing masks appeared in the room.
"Hahaha, Lao Hei, I didn't expect you to be so generous today, willing to invite me to taste the delicacies you have carefully cultivated?"
"Lao Niu, Lao Ma, what you promised me before is as long as If it can be done, just one or two pure souls will naturally be nothing."
The two black figures were wearing a horse face mask and a bull head mask respectively.
With a wave of the bull-headed mask, the steel fork in his hand disappeared without a trace, as if it had integrated into his body.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's eat quickly... After eating, we still have to go to the border to do business."
"Oh? Over there at the border, are we sure we want to take action?" Zhao Wenze asked excitedly.
"That's natural. As long as the border is broken, the entire Qinzhou will be in ruins, and our Yinsi will naturally take the opportunity to obtain soil for development." Ma Mian sneered:
"By then The entire Qinzhou will be a holy land of ghosts, and the underworld will be able to separate itself. We no longer have to suppress our tempers like we do now."
"The general situation will be on our side, and there will be some resistance. Why not?”
The three of them chatted happily and excitedly opened the top of the magic weapon.
He reached out and grabbed it, and pulled out a translucent illusory figure.
It was the old man from the Fan family who had just passed away.
"Yes, not affected by distortion, with a pure heart and a carefree life, it is a rare treasure in today's world."
Ignore the wailing of the old man of the Fan family Begging for mercy, Zhao Wenze gradually used one hand to squeeze the old man's soul into a ball of light.
Immediately, with a gentle breath, a stream of pure soul essence was sucked into his mouth.
"Enjoyed!"
Just such a big mouthful sucked away half of a soul.
It was more than worth his months of hard work.
In the ancient times of peace, this method of sucking souls would have been unacceptable, and you would eventually suffer the consequences of karma.
But now that cause and effect are unclear and the way of heaven is unclear, this evil method of taking shortcuts to suck his soul has gradually come to the fore.
"You two, please..."
Zhao Wenze gave up the ball of light in his hand to the other two people, allowing them to taste such a delicacy with him.
They are originally the bodies of evil spirits, and sucking this pure soul energy is the most pure tonic.
Especially for people like this who have never done any serious evil and have a pure mind, there are no side effects when smoking, and they can be absorbed and digested by their own souls almost instantly.
Just when the two of them had just sucked up all the remaining souls.
Zhao Wenze's expression suddenly changed and his steps were unsteady.
Subconsciously, I reached out to touch something, but suddenly I realized:
“No, this thing has been tampered with!”
The other two people didn’t react yet. I am still savoring the delicate and soulful taste I just tasted.
Similarly frightened by Zhao Wenze, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
I saw that the bodies of the three people suddenly began to lose control, and some parts suddenly swelled and became bloated.
Some parts suddenly shrank and withered.
From time to time large areas of colorful colors appear on the body, and even inexplicable and strange extra organs grow.
"The soul body cannot be stabilized, so make a decision immediately."
Zhao Wenze shouted lowly and temporarily forced the mutation to the wrist of his right hand.
Then he slashed out with his sword and cut off his right hand.
The moment the palm hit the ground, it was as if it had touched sulfuric acid, burning away and turning into nothing.
The other two people also followed suit and hurriedly condensed the pollution into one part and then chopped it off.
The three of them are all invisible evil spirits. Even if a certain body part is severed, it can be quickly restored.
But even so, the consumption of the part that was cut off was real.
At this time, let alone the benefits brought by taking the pure soul.
I'm afraid it will take a few more months of rest to make up for the current deficit.
"Damn it! Who dares to run wild on this master's land?" That's why I deliberately invited the two of them to enjoy this soul together.
But now he not only offended two people, but also suffered huge losses to himself. It can be said that he lost his wife and lost his army.
After the initial panic and shock, the two people wearing cow-horse masks also looked bad and wanted to leave.
Zhao Wenze, on the other hand, hurriedly tried to persuade the two of them to stay, apologized repeatedly, and said that he would ask them to wait for a while.
If he catches the person who dares to do something evil, he will definitely eat him alive to satisfy the hatred of the three of them.
The two looked at each other and chose to stay temporarily to see what answer Zhao Wenze could come up with that would satisfy them.
“Such a huge amount of pollution and distortion can be hidden deep in the soul without being noticed by us. This method is really superb.”
Zhao Wenze thought deeply:
“This method must wait until the soul leaves the body before it can be used, otherwise a living person would not be able to withstand such a large amount of pollution.”
“The body has long since decomposed Such a twisted monster cannot support those lamas who come to collect the souls.”
After thinking about it, Zhao Wenze summoned the lamas responsible for collecting the souls.
“I have met the adults.”
"Let me ask you, before and after you brought this magical artifact back, has anyone ever had close contact with this magical artifact?" Zhao Wenze asked with a cold face.
The four lamas looked at each other and then said clearly:
"There was indeed a person who stepped forward and took a photo of this object."
"Oh?" Zhao Wenze He immediately continued to ask:
“What is this person’s name, and what are his physical characteristics?”
"That man is very tall and very thin, like a skinny monkey."
One of the lamas just finished speaking, and the other immediately retorted:
"No! Brother, remember Wrong, the person who took the photo of our ritual weapon is obviously a short and stout man, with the top of his head barely reaching your shoulders."
But the lama who spoke at the beginning responded with certainty. :
“Impossible, that person is obviously very tall, at least a head taller than me!”
"Huh?" Zhao Wenze frowned slightly and glared at the two lamas.
What's strange is that these four people are all confidants whom I have cultivated through certain channels, and they also practice the Tantric practice methods that I have found.
Theoretically, you should be loyal to yourself, but why are your words inconsistent and inconsistent with each other?
Could one of these two people be lying? No wonder the magic weapon he sent out to search for souls was tampered with.
Zhao Wenze snorted coldly and asked the two of them to go down first. When he turned around, he would find the two of them to argue over slowly.
The two looked at each other and left the room in confusion.
Only the other two lamas were left. Zhao Wenze stared at them for a while, and then asked word for word:
"Tell me honestly, who is responsible for that magical weapon?" "Mr. Qi, I have been with you for more than ten years, so of course you don't want to betray me." Lying.”
One of the youngest lamas said sincerely: "I don't know why the two brothers lied deliberately, but the person who came into contact with the magic weapon was obviously an old man in his early fifties, with a stooped figure and a very long beard... rather like It's my deceased father."
Hearing this, the other lama's face suddenly stiffened and he hesitated to speak...
"Say! What do people look like!”
Zhao Wenze was almost laughed out of anger. The four people who had followed him for many years could not even agree on one person’s appearance and were inconsistent.
The last lama said hesitantly:
"Sir, the young monk really doesn't dare to lie. I saw with my own eyes that the man was clearly a burly man, nine feet tall."
< br>"Wearing a short animal skin, he looks like a hunter in the mountains..."
After letting the four lamas go down, Zhao Wenze immediately asked the two hidden shadows:
“You two, look what’s going on.”
"Disguise? Or is it an illusion?"
The three of them looked at each other, but they also felt something was wrong.
If it is through some kind of change ability, you can change your appearance.
Then everyone should see the same appearance. How could four people say four different appearances?
Zhao Wenze still remembered that there were several servants and disciples who played, played and sang with the lama.
So Zhao Wenze also specially called them in turn.
Pry out from them the true identity of the man who did the trick.
The content obtained from their mouths was even more bizarre.
Old or young, fat or thin.
Some people said that the man looked like their son who died last year.
Some people also say that he looks like a gentleman who always slapped his own hands when he was a child.
Some people even claimed that the person was actually a weak woman, wearing a palace skirt and with long hair that reached her waist. She was definitely not a man.
After asking for a long time, Zhao Wenze was not sure whether the person was male or female.
Even the voice has been described in dozens of versions, some are said to be soft and whispering, others are said to be loud, and some are said to be with the voice of a drake...
Zhao Wenze was already in a very bad mood, and he had a headache from being tormented like this, so he had no choice but to wave everyone away.
Then he called one of his best confidants, Chu Wu Jiu.
An evil ghost transformed by a practitioner.
His strength was at the peak of the three realms during his lifetime. Later, he was appreciated and reused by himself, and he was transformed into a ghost body. Now he has reached the peak of the fourth realm.
Although Chu Wu Jiu has not become an official member of the Yin Division, he has received a ‘ghost number’ of his own.
But he is already a peripheral member undergoing the assessment and has a basic magic weapon called the Soul Whip.
"Since that man did it in Fan's house, his scope of activities must be not too far apart."
"Go and conduct a secret investigation centered there, and find out if there are any people nearby." What a suspicious person.”
“Once you find out the clues, you must not alert the snake, you must come and report to me as soon as possible”
Chu Wujiu nodded:
"As commanded."
After saying that, Chu Wu Jiu turned into a black shadow and quickly headed towards his destination.
This mission seems to be just a matter of luck, but in fact it is a very good chance.
There were not many new faces in the city, so Chu Wu Jiu only needed to pay attention one by one to see if there were any new faces nearby.
You can narrow the search scope to a certain area.
…………
The second day.
"The best good is like water. Water benefits all things without fighting. It is disliked by everyone, so it is less than the Tao."
The originally empty square was now crowded with three floors inside and three outside. All are human beings.
Li Sian and Shiyi squeezed for a long time before they managed to squeeze into the inner circle and saw the people who were giving lectures.
But what disappointed Li Sian was that the man was sitting inside a barrier surrounded by bamboo curtains giving lectures to everyone.
Therefore, people outside could not see his appearance at all.
As for the voice, it is also slightly weird, full of magnetic low, more neutral, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female for a while.
However, Li Sian also discovered that as the man lectured, there were indeed very obvious and drastic changes in the people listening.
It seems that an inexplicable substance that is invisible to the naked eye has penetrated into their bodies, slowly expelling the pollution and distortion they had accumulated.
The wariness and hostility in these people's eyes were gradually replaced by an inexplicable peace.
Although it is a good thing that these people have become less violent, the inexplicable substance from unknown sources makes Li Sian feel uneasy.
While Li Sian was thinking, today's lecture finally came to an end.
After glancing around, almost half of the people on the field were deeply touched and had very rich expressions.
Many of them cried bitterly and regretted what they had done.
Excitedly, he came forward and kowtowed.
I want to join the Zhengming Tao, abandon the worldly world, become a monk and follow the Taoist priest to practice.
“Being a monk or a householder is all about practice.”
“As long as you have good thoughts in your heart, the mortal world is also a place for practice.”
Although they have not joined the Zhengming Way, these people But he also became a fanatical believer in Zheng Ming Dao.
It is said that this Zhengmingdao has only been here for more than ten days, and from the beginning no one cared about it to now it is highly sought after.
In Dongjiang Mansion alone, the number of believers has grown to thousands, including people from the wealthy class.
At this rate, I am afraid that within a few months, the entire Dongjiang Mansion will collectively convert to this righteous way.
Li Sian came here to explore the undercurrents beneath the calm waters of Dongjiang Mansion.
Naturally, we need to carefully investigate this righteous path to avoid unnecessary complications.
“You can hide in the bamboo curtain when you are giving lectures, but I don’t believe you can carry the bamboo curtain with you when you leave!”
After the sermon was over, it was time for the daily routine of serving eggs and talisman water porridge.
The originally violent people were now able to line up politely and receive the eggs and talisman water porridge in an orderly manner.
And many people voluntarily refused to receive eggs and gave them to people who needed them more.
As for the Fu Shui porridge, since the Taoist priest said it was blessed by Fu Shui, they would take a bowl and drink it.
Li Sian also followed the crowd, only received an egg, and walked aside with Fu Shui porridge.
The person who served the porridge was not a Taoist priest who was enlightened, but a believer who was inspired by him and came to help voluntarily.
Full of sunshine, he served porridge for everyone, and said:
"Blessed by the bright light, the blessing will last forever."
(End of this chapter)