Chapter 220 Photographic Memory
“As long as you kill one ‘Lost Man’, your team will get two hundred meritorious deeds.” After hearing Gu Xu’s question, Wu Qianhu replied, “As for It's up to you and your subordinates to decide."
"Yes." Gu Xu nodded.
Wu Qianhu picked up a yellowed map on the table and handed it to Gu Xu's hand: "Wen Yannian, based on the information I have, I have identified the possible existence of the 'fallen people' The location is marked on this map. I hope this map can help you."
"Thank you, Mr. Wu!" Gu Xu took the map and took a serious look.
He saw a circle drawn with red ink among the high mountains on the map, which was particularly eye-catching on the light yellow paper.
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Gu Xu and others did not waste too much time in the Yamen lobby.
After obtaining some key information, they went to the backyard of the Exorcist Department's Yamen and picked up a few weapons.
Shangguan Jin and Chu Fengge each took an iron sword.
Although these two swords do not have any special attribute bonuses, it is better to have a sword in hand than to be unarmed.
After all, for sword cultivators like them, many combat methods, such as the "Cloud Sea Galaxy Sword" that they are good at, require weapons to be used. If the weapon is lost, the combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened.
As for Gu Xu, he asked for a few charcoal pens and a stack of white paper, and then quickly drew dozens of various talismans.
Chu Fengge felt dizzy as he looked at the complex runes he wrote one after another, as if he was reading a heavenly book.
Shangguan Jin looked attentively.
She had read some books on Talismans before. Although she couldn't draw talismans herself, she could notice that the talismans written by Gu Xu were different from the drawing methods in the book.
In her opinion, other talisman masters draw talismans as if they are drawing precise machine drawings - they look solemn and cautious, for fear that making a wrong stroke will lead to wasting all their previous efforts.
But when Gu Xu painted the talisman, he seemed to be creating a freehand landscape painting casually - eclectic and unformulated. He seemed to be borrowing the talisman and seal script to express his inner emotions.
This made Shangguan Jin couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
At this time, several petty officials from the yamen suddenly came to Gu Xu and saluted him respectfully: "Master Wen, are you going out on a mission again?"
"That's right." Gu Xu raised his head and replied calmly.
He recognized that these minor officials were Wen Yannian's direct subordinates, and they were all first-level monks.
"Master Wen, do you need us to accompany you?" One of the clerks asked proactively.
Before Gu Xu could speak, Chu Fengge, who was next to him, folded his hands on his chest and said in a cold tone: "No need. You don't need to participate in such a simple matter."
In the eyes of Chu Fengge, who is in the fifth realm, he can kill all those "wild ghost" level "lost people" with his own strength. Gu Xu in the third realm and Shangguan Jin in the fourth realm are both burdensome to him, let alone these minor officials who only have cultivation in the first realm.
The clerks ignored him and still looked up at Gu Xu.
It can be seen that "Zhang Potian" played by Chu Fengge has no prestige at all in this yamen.
Gu Xu smiled and replied: "No need. You have all been working too hard recently, so you should go back and spend time with your family tonight!"
The faces of the officials were relaxed and happy. With a smile on his face, he sincerely thanked "Mr. Wen", then packed up his things and went back to his home.
Chu Fengge suddenly cursed in his heart.
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After getting ready, Gu Xu and the other three people hurried out of the city again before it got completely dark.
At this time, most of the sunset has sunk into the mountains to the west. The sky and the earth are all red - the faces of the three people, the swords at their waists, the endless woods, and the tall and simple city walls are all dyed red. The red is extremely bright, as if blood is dripping down from the sky. of.
Relying on the "Meteor Walking on the Moon" movement technique, they walked like wind among the rugged hills, following Wu Qianhu's markings on the map, looking for traces of the "fallen people".
"Gu Daoyou, I think this case should be much more complicated than it seems," Shangguan Jin came to Gu Xu during the walk and said to him, "According to the usual style of the Chief Secretary, The enemies we face in 'Review Pot' are often of similar strength to ourselves
"Behind these 'wild ghost' level 'lost people', there must be more terrifying enemies hidden. We must stay vigilant."
"I think so too." Gu Xu said.
The wind in the forest was strong, making his clothes rustle.
"Gu Daoyou is well-educated and has five cars in his belly," Shangguan Jin continued, "Do you think there will be powerful ghosts and monsters near Anshun Mansion that may pose a threat to us? ?”
Gu Xu thought for a while and replied: “According to the records in the exorcism department’s files, there have been ‘devil ghosts’, ‘supernatural ghosts’, ‘blood ghosts’, etc. in Guizhou Province. 'Temple ghosts', 'poor ghosts' and other 'evil spirit' level ghosts
"However, since Wen Yannian only started working as an official in the Exorcism Department in the fifth year of Xingde, and was promoted to the 'General Banner' in the eleventh year of Xingde - by that time, all the blood ghosts, supernatural ghosts and temple ghosts had already They were eliminated by the Exorcism Department, so we only need to be careful of the 'Zu ghosts' and 'Poor ghosts'.
"The 'Zu ghosts' are ghosts transformed from fish and live in the mud. , you can still walk on the road at night. If you get close to the sludge where it lives, you will feel like your ears and eyes are being blocked, you will not be able to hear or see clearly, and you may even feel that your hands and feet are being grabbed and unable to move. It was eliminated in the thirteenth year of Xingde. "The 'poor ghost' is weak and short, likes to wear rags and drink porridge. It can suck wealth and make people poor. The residents near Anshun Prefecture hate it deeply. It was created by Wu Ming, a thousand households in Anshun Prefecture, in the 14th year of Xingde.
Hearing Gu Xu’s words, Shangguan Jin couldn’t help but look at him in surprise: “You didn’t know all the files of the Exorcism Department. Did you memorize it? ”
Gu Xu was able to blurt out the characteristics of various ghosts, and Shangguan Jin was not surprised.
After all, identifying ghosts is one of the requirements of the Exorcist Department for the monks, and it is also an important test in the promotion assessment. Shangguan Jin himself also knew the characteristics of many kinds of ghosts by heart.
But Shangguan Jin did not expect that Gu Xu could keep so many year numbers firmly in his mind.
“Actually, I just accidentally turned over these files and records about the Exorcism Department of Anshun Prefecture when I was checking other information.” Gu Xu smiled faintly and replied, “But usually, any As long as I take one look at something, I will never forget it. Oh, this is such a painful thing."
Hearing his words, Shangguan Jin immediately felt like this. Thoughts: Such a powerful talent, if you don’t like it, then give it to me! Save me from spending so much time and energy on endorsing it.
But suddenly, she thought that Gu Xu had witnessed his parents being devoured by the "Nine-Infant Snake Demon" when he was young, and had also narrowly escaped death in front of the "fierce god" not long ago - these terrible things Is the scene still vivid in his mind? Do you still remember every detail clearly and can't forget it even if you want to?
Chu Fengge ignored their conversation.
Holding the iron sword tightly in his right hand, he looked at the forest with no interest and carelessness, and even yawned.
The journey was so peaceful that it bored him.
He only hopes that the ghost will appear as soon as possible and give him a chance to show off his skills.
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Dusk is getting darker.
The crimson clouds gradually disappeared, and the sky turned into deep purple, as if the blood flowing from the wound had been wiped clean, leaving only dark bruises.
Then, a full moon slowly rose surrounded by stars, like a jade plate, spreading silver-white light to the earth.
At this moment, a scream came from the distance. Accompanied by the whistling wind, the three of them gradually approached.
“The ‘Lost People’ are here.” Gu Xu said softly.
He glanced at Shangguan Jin beside him and found that she also turned to look at him with a stern look on her face.
A moment later, a dense "flock of birds" appeared in the sky, like black silhouettes, blocking the silvery-white full moon.
But Gu Xu knew that those were not birds, but flying heads. Using their ears as wings, they will face the cool breeze at night and hunt for humans in nearby villages.
Before Gu Xu could make any move, Chu Fengge stepped on the iron sword and flew into the air.
The true energy gathered in his hands.
Like a handful of water in the Milky Way, it glows with bright starlight and breeds majestic energy.
Gu Xu knew that Chu Fengge practiced the high-grade technique "Lexing Jue" created by Luo Sishou. It can use the power of starlight to help monks refine their true energy.
Now, after Chu Fengge has been promoted to the fifth realm, his true energy has become substantial, able to show the characteristics of the skill and give full play to the power of the skill.
The next second, this ball of light flew into the middle of the "Dead Man", and then exploded with a "bang" like a lit explosive.
The "lost men" were quickly overwhelmed by the scorching starlight and let out painful wails.
The strong impact spread in all directions.
Even Gu Xu and Shangguan Jin, who were standing in the mountain forest, felt the oncoming heat wave.
Gu Xu felt that if Chu Fengge used this technique in Luojing City, it would be enough to blow up several streets in an instant, causing the residents on the streets to evaporate in an instant, leaving no bones left.
At this moment, Chu Fengge was floating in the air, raising his head and chest, holding his hands behind his back, admiring the dazzling fire in front of him with a proud attitude.
“So weak!” He commented with the corners of his mouth raised.
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Notes:
(1) "Poor Ghost" comes from "Jinguyuan Ji" by Li Yong of the Tang Dynasty.
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