Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

There are three forbidden spells in the Immortal Puppet Sect, namely "Eight-Yuan Skeleton Lock", "Soul Summoning Shadow", and "Transmigration Curse". These three spells have their own merits, but there will be certain problems in the process of cultivation. risk.

He Ping was determined to refine this transfer spell. After this spell was mastered, it would be extremely convenient.

However, it is not easy to practice this spell. Because the transfer spell requires the shadow calling technique, and to cast the transfer spell, you also need to use the "shadow god" who is in one's own shadow. Therefore, in the process of practice, Among them, it is necessary to restrain several shadow gods.

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He Ping sat cross-legged on a futon, with a small incense burner in front of him, and he casually inserted three incense sticks on it.

The three pillars of incense were not lit. Next, He Ping reached out and wiped the three pillars of incense. As his palm passed by, the three pillars of incense were lit in an instant.

He flicked his lapel, held the curse seal with both hands, and murmured the spell in his mouth.

He Ping's voice was extremely low, and his tone was fast. The words he read seemed to be very difficult to pronounce, and the meaning and form were unclear, and the rhyme did not make sense. He continued to read like a rolling ball for a while, and the heads of the three incense sticks in front of him suddenly flickered. Bright, the incense itself also lit up at an extremely fast speed.

This scene is a bit strange. There is no smoke coming out of these three sticks of incense. Instead, there is a big fire, but there are no sparks.

He Ping took out two iron nails in a leisurely manner, stretched out his fingers, held the iron nails between them, and roasted them on the flames emitted by the incense head.

The two nails were burned by the fire on the incense head, and the sharp ends of the nails gradually turned red.

He Ping's expression was dull. He held the nail between the two extended fingers of his right hand. At the same time, he took out a bronze mirror with his left hand.

After taking out the bronze mirror, he immediately put his fingers into his mouth, bit the tip of his tongue, and dripped a little blood on the mirror. At the same time, he quickly drew a spell on the mirror. Then, he reached out and held the mirror to himself. The shadow under his feet shone through.

In an instant, a bright light suddenly lit up on the mirror and fell under the feet. The dim and transparent part of the shadow under the feet gradually became black, and two shadows appeared from it. There was a hint of red in the black, and their outlines also looked like two hazy shadows. of smoke.

He Ping flicked two iron nails with his right hand. The nails flew to the ground and nailed the two shadows. The two shadows suddenly straightened, became thin and long, and also grew heads and limbs. Gradually, With human form.

"It's done."

He Ping knew that the two shadow gods were immobilized by him, and he felt greatly relaxed. He stood up and walked a few steps to the side. The two shadows were still "fixed" in place by the nails, but part of them was stretched very long.

"It seems to be working very well."

He took a square inkstone from the desk next to him and threw it towards one of the shadows. Fang Yan made a "pop" sound and sank into the shadow as if sinking into water, just like the shadow turned into a pool of water.

He Ping leaned down and patted the shadow. The shadow "bounced" and Fang Yan "bounced" out of the shadow and fell into his hand again.

"good."

He nodded, knowing that the spell was completed. The two shadows were controlled by the transfer spell. He could use the convenience of the spell to move objects into the shadow, and his own shadow became a portable space.

Of course, there are limits to the objects that can be stored using spells, but apart from living objects that cannot be placed in them, most of your own puppets can be stuffed into these two shadows.

"The paper puppets, the soul-exploding witch puppets, the wooden mandrill puppets, and the paper sedan can all be stuffed in, but puppets as big as Chi Xinzi's 'Red-scaled Earth Armored Centipede' cannot... ...However, there are seven more 'Shadow Gods' who will slowly wake up behind the Shadow Calling Technique. After completely controlling the nine Shadow Gods, more things can be sealed in with the transfer spell."

He was quite satisfied with the result. Once the transfer spell was completed, most of the puppets he would create in the future could be sealed into the shadow. When used, he could just take them out of the shadow.

"Next, I still want to sacrifice one or two puppets. Chi Xinzi's 'Red Scale Earth Armored Centipede' is good. His design cannot be used. I just take its framework and redesign it. A puppet is not impossible."

In addition to making another puppet using the design of the "Red Scale Earth Armored Centipede", He Ping also plans to select one of the many puppets recorded in his volume "Invisible Secrets" for refining. He has not yet made up his mind as to which puppet to choose.

"The 'Red-scaled Armored Centipede' is a large puppet. I need a large puppet to make up for my lack of combat power. When dealing with monsters like mandrills, my paper puppets and wooden mandrills are a bit difficult. In addition, In addition, we also need a puppet who can conduct reconnaissance and act as a forward."

He Ping thought for a while and came up with some ideas, then walked out of the secret room that served as a retreat place. This secret room was behind the wall of the study and was designed by his retainer who was good at decorating secret rooms. He pressed the button and the wall entrance was closed.

He did a good job of covering up and went straight out of the study, where he found the butler He Fusheng waiting for him at the door.

"Is something wrong?"

He Ping asked.

"Master, there is a guest coming to visit."

He Fusheng said in a deep voice: "He is a county police officer, his surname is He."

"He Zhongheng."

He Ping smiled.

"What is he doing here?"

"Of course it's because of the disappearance of those ruffians in the past few days."

He Fusheng smiled slightly.

"It is said that some people saw the missing 'green skins' being brought to our mansion in a sedan chair..."

"oh."

He Ping nodded.

He understood in his heart that this should be the three gangs and nine groups who were causing trouble.

After all, the people he captured were all scoundrels. They were generally like Wu San. They had no wives or children at home. Even if they had relatives and friends, they had cut off all contacts because of their evil deeds... Even if such people disappeared If they die, no one will take the initiative to report it to the official. If they die, no one will ask about it for at least half a month.

He Zhongheng is a county government official and the leader of the fast class. Dayou's subordinates are divided into four classes, namely Zao, Capture, Kuai, and Zhuang. The so-called arrest team is collectively called the arrest team and the fast team. Longhe County is a large county with a large population and a lot of people and affairs in the government office. The disappearance of a few local ruffians is not a big deal, so why bother bothering the people in the government office? Come and find out.

He Ping thought for a moment and knew that this was the work of three gangs and nine societies. However, this matter was not a bad thing for him. Anyway, he wanted to use this opportunity to cause some trouble secretly.

"Okay, Brother He and I haven't seen each other for a while," he sneered, turned and walked towards the living room.

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"Mr. Mi, we meet again."

He Zhongheng was sitting on his seat drinking tea when he stood up and clasped his fists.

"Brother He, you're welcome."

He Ping returned the gift and sat on the main seat.

"Brother He came here this time, probably not to visit friends, but for some official business, right?"

"Indeed."

He Zhongheng's expression was also a bit serious.

"I came here to learn about some recent events. I hope I can get some advice from Mr. Mi."

"If you don't take advice seriously, why don't you just say it straight, Brother He?"

He Ping picked up the porcelain cup next to him, opened the lid, and took a sip of the tea.

"Whatever I know, I will tell you everything I know."

"Mr. Mi, do you know that in the recent period, seven or eight local gangsters have disappeared mysteriously in the county and their whereabouts are unknown. I got a clue from others that these people may have come to your house?"

He Zhongheng said solemnly: "I would like to ask, Mr. Mi, if this is the case?"

"Of course there is no such thing."

He Ping's expression dimmed.

"My Mi family has been doing business for many years and has always been a clean businessman. How can we be contaminated by evil deeds such as robbing people? If word spreads, who would dare to do business with my Mi family? I don't know where Brother He came from. I heard such remarks, but they are absolutely slanderous. Brother He, please invite this person here, I want to confront him face to face!"

"this……"

He Zhongheng was a little helpless and shook his head slightly.

"I can't invite the person you mentioned, and they may not confront you."

"May I ask who the other party is?"

He Ping asked rhetorically.

He Zhongheng was silent for a moment, and then he spoke slowly: "This man is Chang Fugui, the leader of the gambling gang. He is known as 'Tianjiu Master' on the road. He said that he hired several helpers and they disappeared recently. He said that he might have been hired by someone from the Mi family. Plunder away, I came here to inquire about the situation."

"Help?"

He Ping showed a puzzled expression.

"Logically speaking, if someone is missing, his family members and friends will first report it to the police. How come this 'Master Tianjiu' informed Brother He?"

"this?"

He Zhongheng had some helplessness on his face, and he sighed: "This matter was investigated by the county master. Otherwise, if something happened to these ruffians, I wouldn't be responsible."

"A rogue?"

He Ping looked suddenly enlightened.

"Speaking of which, my Mi family opened several shops in Longhe County during this period. After they opened, they were harassed by some gangsters who asked us to pay them money. After being driven away by my servants, they frequently came to find trouble. Could it be that these are the ones who are missing?"

He Zhongheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly asked: "Master Mi, do you have any clues?"

"There are no clues, but brother He, don't you think this is very strange?"

He Ping asked in a deep voice: "If the ones who are really missing are those gangsters, doesn't it mean that someone is framing our Mi family and ruining our reputation?"

He Zhongheng took a deep look at He Ping, and when he heard what Mr. Mi said, he was a little suspicious.

(Indeed, so to speak, Chang Fugui from the gambling gang is more suspect than the Mi family? After all, he has the motive to commit such a crime... Damn it, could it be that this evil person complained first!)

"Also, Brother He, have you checked whether these people have any bad deeds in their daily lives, have they offended anyone, are they financially strapped, or owe debts to others... The so-called disappearance cases, according to us merchants, are mostly due to debts. If you can’t repay the money, you will flee to other places to avoid debt collection... If there is really a murder, the body will definitely be discovered? "

He Ping mentioned it lightly again.

He Zhongheng's heart moved and he had some ideas. He recalled the first missing person, named Wu San, who was a famous bad gambler and owed Chang Fugui a lot of money.

"Could it be that these missing people really have anything to do with Chang Fugui? Then Chang Fugui doesn't even have a personal ID. How is this empty talk any different from a false accusation?"

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