Qingyue Temple

When Fang Shanshui was looking for an incense burner, he found that the figure master picked up one from nowhere.

Pushing the gold-plated incense burner, which is taller and fatter than it is, the hand-figured master tapped the door with his toes and came in.

Fang Shanshui looked familiar at the censer, it was what he used to enshrine the tablet of the patriarch, now that the tablet of the patriarch split into pieces and flew away, the censer was left idle.

The sword should be buried under the original site of Qingyue Mountain together with Master's body now.

"Thank you, master." Fang Shanshui picked up the incense burner with a smile, and by the way, he also picked up the master and put it on his shoulder.

The figure master nodded, and took out his own big toothpick. On top of the toothpick was an angry black ball of takoyaki. As soon as it came out, he frantically beat it with his whiskers. However, given its current size, the short and fat Xuzi, I really can't beat the figure master.

The figure master suddenly opened his mouth wide, and bit off the takoyaki that was only a little smaller than its head from the toothpick.

The whole body of Takoyaki was swallowed, only Suko was still struggling outside the small mouth of the figurine master, as if trying to pull himself out of the monster's mouth.

creak creak creak.

After chewing very chewy, the figurine master opened his mouth and raised his head, poured the beard that was not struggling much into his mouth, and continued to chew.

Lying in Fang Shanshui's pocket was the body of the plain-packed corpse, he stretched out his head and looked up, the figure master is a generous subject, as long as he is not robbing him of his apprentice, he has always been quite tolerant, and looked down at the head of his own body , grabbed the newly grown takoyaki off the toothpick, and threw it to his body.

Jishen, who is exactly the same as the figure master, stretched out a small hand, with long and pointed nails like a hunting beast, instantly grasped the flutteringly falling takoyaki, dragged it back, and sank into his pocket to chew.

Jishen is not the same as the figure master. The figure master likes to gnaw from the head, and it likes to gnaw from the feet. It directly puts the takoyaki to its face in its mouth, and slowly bites, one by one. After eating the octopus, he lazily swallowed it in one gulp until there was only one trembling octopus head without its beard.

Fang Shanshui, who was cleaning the incense burner, took a look and felt that Master and Jishen seemed to be getting along more harmoniously, but then again, Jishen, who used to like to rub against his side, often lay in his pocket recently and couldn't come out.

It seems that Master's control over it has increased?

After ordering the soothing incense, Fang Shanshui set a restraint on the ground and began to meditate cross-legged.

Fang Shanshui submerged his consciousness into his Yin spirit, and immediately smelled a relaxing fragrance, which seemed to be pulling his soul, it was the soothing fragrance.

Fang Shanshui walked in the blood vessels of the heart, liver, spleen and lungs, followed the fragrance, jumped to the spiritual platform, and jumped out of the physical body, suddenly relaxed, as if he had taken off a heavy shell.

Fang Shanshui feels his current state. He feels that he can become very big or small, but it is easy to become small, but it is more difficult to become large. If he is not careful, he may tear the Yin God into pieces. was seriously injured.

As soon as Fang Shanshui lowered his head, he saw the figurine master gnawing on the octopus on his shoulder. The figurine master was looking up at him slightly, his red eyes unblinking, and the beard in his mouth was still creaking.

Jishen in his pocket also stretched his head, and looked at Fang Shanshui curiously.

Fang Shanshui smiled, then shrunk himself down to about the size of the river figure Master, floated in front of it, made a bow to it, and said, "Master, disciple Fang Shanshui pays homage to your old man."

The figure master blinked and grunted for a moment, swallowed all the takoyaki in his mouth, and waved his small hand at Fang Shanshui with a look of impoliteness.

Fang Shanshui glanced out the window, and didn't rush to go out now, but shrank himself even smaller, jumped onto the spiritual root on the window sill, and sat on a leaf to practice.

In the flowerpot of Lingen, Fang Shanshui set up a gathering array. It is already night, and the gathering array is filled with the spirit of the moonlight and spirit roots. Fang Shanshui seems to be plunged into the delicious and rich cream.

It's a little greasy, but it's still within Fang Shanshui's tolerance.

The figure master looked at Fang Shanshui, who was about the same size as him, saluting himself. The long nails in his hands moved. Just as he was about to pull Fang Shanshui closer and sit in a row with him, he found that Fang Shanshui became smaller and floated away. up.

The figure master also floated over quietly, sitting on the window sill, stretching his head to look at Fang Shanshui in the spiritual root, Fang Shanshui became smaller again, now only a quarter of the size of the figure master, sitting on the spiritual root On a leaf, it looks lovely.

The figure master put away its takoyaki, held the small white flag and shook the marshmallow. After shaking, he took a look at Fang Shanshui and took a bite of the marshmallow, as if he was drinking alone under the moon. It seems very harmonious to disturb Fang Shanshui's practice.

Fang Shanshui practiced quietly.

The Anshen incense burns very slowly, an hour has passed, and the Anshen incense is only half burnt.

【呀——! 】

Fang Shanshui, who was practicing, suddenly felt a familiar call from his soul, and before he realized what it was, it was as if he was being held back by something. Then, Fang Shanshui's Yin God, who was meditating, floated from the leaves of the spiritual root up.

The figure master took a bite of the marshmallow, then turned around, and suddenly found that Fang Shanshui was gone!

……

The bone-scraping wind raged in the night sky. Fang Shanshui found himself lost when he opened his eyes. He didn't know what was going on, as if he was being pulled by something.

The neon lights of the city under his feet flew by like a stream of light, Fang Shanshui was pulled by the inexplicable suction, and seemed to travel hundreds of kilometers in an instant.

If it hadn't been for cultivating in the rich aura and moonlight just now to strengthen the Yinshen, even if there was Anshen Xiang guarding the body and the soul-fixing beads were suppressed by the Yinshen, Fang Shanshui would probably be torn apart.

Fang Shanshui calmed down, felt the pull of Anshenxiang, and was about to break free from the calling-like pull, when suddenly, the suction stopped abruptly, as if it had arrived, and he stopped.

Fang Shanshui looked towards the nearby light and found a manor.

At the entrance and exit of the manor, there are some people that Fang Shanshui feels very familiar with. Some of them are Chinese, and some have some Southeast Asian characteristics... The head-down master, maybe an apprentice, is not very dark. Heavy.

It's just mysterious, as if preparing to do something bad.

Fang Shanshui had an inexplicable feeling of being drawn, and seemed to move forward unconsciously along the wind, slowly drifting into a heavily guarded room.

The room is very messy, and there is a conspicuous rocking chair in the middle, which is probably the only underfoot in the room. In addition, all kinds of strange materials are piled up everywhere on the floor, and there are also a lot of strange materials on the shelf against the wall. There are messy Gumanthong Gumanli, and there are weird black and white photos that seem to be staring at people all over the walls.

Fang Shanshui's eyes fell on the rocking chair, the black pebble in the red hexagonal pattern.

As soon as Fang Shanshui got closer, there was another seemingly invisible bird call in the depths of his soul.

Black bird eggs.

It was more than a month ago that Fang Shanshui traded Shi Dongjin's coin at Shi Dongjin's request as a reward for leading the way.

Fang Shanshui looked around, thinking that this place should be Shi Dongjin's territory.

Fang Shanshui couldn't help frowning when he saw the evil formation under the small altar where the black bird eggs were placed.

Although he doesn't recognize this foreign witchcraft, Fang Shanshui can clearly feel that this formation exudes a strong evil atmosphere.

In the six corners of the formation, there are candlesticks made of human skulls. In the altars that have been hollowed out from the human skulls, some have hair, some have nails, and some have blood-stained cloth pieces. For things related to people, there are still some slots in the formation, where corpse oil with a rancid smell flows, and black smoke keeps coming out in the flickering candlelight.

This formation is not bad for the black bird eggs, but it is similar to a sacrificial formation. It is to continuously sacrifice some energy and vitality plundered by evil methods to the black bird eggs in the formation. In the middle, deliver nutrients to it and let it grow.

However, the energy and vitality plundered by this evil method are full of evil spirits and evil thoughts. They are entangled around the black bird egg, as if they are constantly infecting the black bird egg into a deformed monster.

There were bursts of mourning from the black bird egg.

The originally clear and transparent voice and spiritual thoughts seemed to be polluted by the evil spirit in the formation.

Fang Shanshui could feel that the black bird egg had indeed grown.

In the past, I couldn't make a sound for a long time, but now I can call Fang Shanshui from a distance, and even pull him over when Fang Shanshui's yin spirit is out of his body and concentrates on cultivation.

However, the aura of the black bird egg has also changed, it is no longer full of scorching warmth, but a faint sense of death with a coldness.

Fang Shanshui seemed to be in a daze, stretched out his hand inexplicably, and slowly touched the black bird egg in front of him...

"Crack-"

Fang Shanshui was startled, regained his senses and quickly withdrew his hand, never expecting that when the black bird egg was touched by his hand, a gap suddenly opened, as if it was about to hatch!

Fang Shanshui's gesture seemed to touch a certain trap in the house, and the originally quiet and strange room suddenly boiled completely.

[cluck cluck cluck. 】

A rag doll appeared beside Fang Shanshui in the void, with a puppet-like face and a weird smile, it rushed towards the front of the black bird egg in an instant.

Fang Shanshui retreated immediately, dodging its attack.

At the same time, the ghosts in the entire room were also touched. On the walls, under the floor, and on the ceiling, fierce ghosts emerged one after another, surrounding Fang Shanshui.

Only then did Fang Shanshui realize that the security here is so strict, Fang Shanshui even forgot how he came in just now, it seemed to be very smooth, and he didn't feel the lurking aura here, as if he was blinded by something, and turned his head to look at the person who floated in just now Windows, and there are no windows at all.

Fang Shanshui felt a little bit like whether he was being bullied by the black bird's egg, or by Shi Dongjin.

The smell of Anshenxiang was getting weaker and weaker, it seemed that it was about to burn to the end, and he was so far away that he couldn't catch the direction of Anshenxiang.

suddenly--

Just when Fang Shanshui was thinking about how to deal with it, a gust of wind blew the ghosts who wanted to get close to Fang Shanshui into rolling gourds.

Fang Shanshui felt a red line suddenly light up in his chest, and then disappeared in place in an instant as if being dragged away by something.

After Fang Shanshui disappeared, the Yin spirits who had just been blown to the ground were a little confused, as if they had lost their direction.

The doll that attacked Fang Shanshui at first turned its head 360 degrees in place, from east to west, and then from west to east, as if it was looking for something. It feels like something is wrong.

At this time, footsteps came from far to near, and Shi Dongjin came in with some newly arrived materials.

Ever since he got Fang Shanshui's black bird eggs, Shi Dongjin thanked the guests behind closed doors, and began to mobilize all kinds of people to collect all kinds of strange materials. He has been busy for more than a whole month, and now it is almost time to harvest the results.

Shi Dongjin looked at the swaying ghosts in the house: "Hehe, what's wrong with everyone?"

The ghosts in the house seemed to have conveyed something to Shi Dongjin.

"You said, it seems that someone wanted to get close to the black bird's egg just now, and then suddenly disappeared?" Shi Dongjin's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he immediately went to the black bird's egg to wait and see, checked it again, and found that there was nothing unusual about the black bird's egg. , just feel relieved.

Seeing this, the Yin spirits all sank into the wall and floor, and disappeared back to their respective places.

Even the rag doll that almost pounced on Fang Shanshui just now seemed to turn back into an immobile doll in an instant, except that the eyeballs would occasionally turn suddenly.

Shi Dongjin sat back in the rocking chair, and conveniently put the doll that had not moved on the ground back on his lap. The rocking chair creaked and shook, and Shi Dongjin murmured to himself: "The sacrificial parade is almost here. At the last moment, all kinds of materials are almost collected... Could it be that I have been too active recently and was noticed by someone in the dark, and I want to pick peaches? Hehe, come if you want, just right, the sacrifice array still lacks energy. "

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Pulling the red rope on the chest, it seemed that a piece of void was folded, and Fang Shanshui returned to his body all of a sudden.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the figurine master was standing on his shoulders and looking at him, holding his face in his small hands, as if he was studying whether he would come back, the long and pointed nails were carefully drawn to one side, taking care not to scratch Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui raised his hand and patted it, saying: "Master, I'm fine. I just had an accident. Fortunately, you pulled me back in time."

Fang Shanshui has just become a yin god, and he hasn't figured out some methods at this stage. It's like having a peerless martial arts, but he can't use it. If he gets stuck with Shi Dongjin, he might be punched by a bunch of yin spirits It would be ridiculous to kill him.

The figurine master nodded, and patted Fang Shanshui on the neck, telling him not to be afraid.

Fang Shanshui laughed, and nodded in agreement with Master's gesture of coaxing a child.

Fang Shanshui recalled the first time he met Shi Dongjin. At that time, Dongjin said that he wanted his black bird eggs in order to resurrect a person.

After Shi Dongjin got the black bird eggs, he was probably afraid that the black bird eggs that had been buried for thousands of years would be useless, so he made the act of conveying vitality to the black bird eggs and increasing their flesh and blood energy.

But Fang Shanshui felt that Shi Dongjin probably backfired.

At that time, Dongjin's method was not correct, and the technique was evil. The black bird egg is now surrounded by evil spirits, and it seems that it is no longer able to protect itself. If the black bird egg is so strong and hatches, it may not only not have the legendary ability of immortality and resurrection, but also the harm of poison .

However, Shi Dongjin will probably not wait for the black bird egg to fully hatch, but wait for it to have enough energy before using it as an ingredient in the resurrection ceremony?Fang Shanshui guessed so.

However, Fang Shanshui is also a little strange.

Why does this mysterious bird egg come to me again and again, the first time I met on the train, and the later goodbye in the mountains, the mysterious bird egg seemed to keep trying to get close to him when it was extremely weak. Could it be that there is something mysterious about him? What do eggs need?

Fang Shanshui thought to himself.

But Fang Shanshui felt that Xuanniaozi might not have much kindness towards him now. After all, in order to meet Master earlier, he sold Xuanniaoqi to Shi Dongjin who obviously had bad intentions. on him.

……

On the second day, Fang Shanshui spent the whole day studying the practice of attacking the soul, and didn't even go to school.

In "Corpse Refining Canon", there is also a practice chapter.

There are relevant translations in Fang's patriarch's notes, but there are many mistakes and omissions in those translations, which have harmed many of Fang's children, including Fang Shanshui's master Fang Yuanqing, who is one of the victims of wrong translations.

When Fang Yuanqing realized the problem, the foundation of childhood had already been laid, and there was no way to change it.

Later, Fang Yuanqing studied a large number of Daoist collections and ancient books, and even found some cloth and silk records in Jinwenyunzhuan. After clarifying the normal practice mode, Fang Yuanqing sorted out the notes left by Fang's ancestors according to those. On the basis of the original, A new practice method has been developed.

After successfully modifying the exercises, Fang Yuanqing also thought about finding an apprentice to test the practice exercises he had modified, but he kept delaying.

One time at the foot of the mountain, I ran into Fang Shanshui who was waiting to die in a garbage dump, and picked it up on a whim.

However, in the process of treating Fang Shanshui's wounds, the longer Fang Yuanqing got along with Fang Shanshui, the apprentice, the more he cared about Fang Shanshui. Bad, so I went to snatch the classics of the Danyang Sect, a long-inherited school. The inner alchemy of the Danyang Sect is well-known in the cultivation world and one of the most formal orthodox traditions.

Fang Yuanqing wanted to provide his disciples with the best way of cultivation.

What happened after that was the dispute between Daoist Yu and Fang Shanshui.

Fang Shanshui did not practice Danyang school's inner alchemy. After he knew this, he would rather practice Fang Yuanqing's self-modified exercises that might cause problems than other sects' exercises.

Fang Yuanqing had no choice but to watch his practice carefully, and he had been perfecting his exercises over the years. When Fang Yuanqing passed away, he perfected the exercises for Fang Shanshui, which was enough for Fang Shanshui to cultivate to the level of Yangshen without hindrance. There are also a lot of soul attack methods in it.

Fang Shanshui basically didn't use these attacking methods of the primordial spirit in the past, so he just glanced at them. Now that the yin god has been formed, it just comes in handy.

After Fang Shanshui studied for a day, he turned his attention to his Dementor Bell.

There are many ways to practice the Yin God's attack, but the fastest way is to sacrifice the magic weapon.

Fang Shanshui dialed the bell core.

"Ding dong... ding dong..."

……

At night, Fang Shanshui lit the tranquilizing incense again and began to practice.

Before Fang Shanshui fell into samadhi, he wondered if the black bird egg would come to pull him again today, but he was not disappointed. An hour later, when Fang Shanshui fell into trance, the feeling that his soul was being pulled, It appeared again, interrupting his practice.

The figurine master, who was eating marshmallows next to the potted plant, took a vigilant look at Fang Shanshui, and sure enough, he saw him fly up again inexplicably.

The figure master threw the little white flag in his hand forward, then jumped onto the little white flag, and flew directly towards Fang Shanshui. It was extremely fast, and it arrived at Fang Shanshui's position in an instant, and directly dragged Fang Shanshui down.

Fang Shanshui was taken aback: "Master?"

The figure master nodded, looked expressionlessly at the direction where Fang Shanshui was pulled just now, and then pulled Fang Shanshui back.

Returning to the window sill again, Fang Shanshui, who was pushed back by the master, felt a little dumbfounded, feeling that the dragging force in his soul disappeared without a trace.

Originally, he planned to fight a tough battle today, and the weapons guys were all ready, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the master just as he was going out.

Fang Shanshui didn't have any regrets, if he didn't go, he wouldn't go, he happened to continue to practice at home, and he still liked to fight more prepared battles.

Fang Shanshui didn't really feel much about the black bird's egg. At first, he just thought it was a treasure or a dead thing. Because he had some fate with him, and he was worried about whether it would have any effect on Master, so he kept it.Later, because of Master's affairs, Shi Dongjin asked Xuan Niao Egg to leave, and he didn't feel much.

It's just that now the black bird egg seems to be slowly coming to life. Seeing its current state, Fang Shanshui still feels a little guilty after all.

……

Just like that, a few more days passed, and the black bird's egg side was always calm, but the Internet, because of the broadcast of "Qingyue Guan", started to be noisy.

The daily life of Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei has also become much more lively.

"What a day, this show is filmed like crazy, a little brother who sells incense, looks more humane than the protagonist, so I have watched more than 20 episodes and have been looking forward to the gorgeous transformation of the little brother, As a result, Nima quietly sold more than 20 episodes of joss sticks without even saying a word to the protagonist! Is there any reason! Such a joss stick guy who doesn't even have a line needs such a high face Value and temperament are useless! Trash crew, cheating my feelings! I feel like I will never love again."

Among the comments with the most likes under this drama, there is also a series of neatly formed replies, and the style of painting is very consistent.

——He's an investor [dog.jpg] If you didn't say he wouldn't watch it if he didn't act, he would be the boss behind the scenes.

——He is an investor [dog.jpg] If it weren't for you...

[... 30 people copy and paste...]

"Why does everyone say that Brother Xiangzhu is an investor? Isn't this show exclusively sponsored by Qingyueguan Taobao Store? What is the relationship between Brother Xiangzhu and Qingyueguan? Could it be that he is the master in Qingyueguan! I sweat, I How can I look at him so much like an expert, 20 episodes of patronizing and paying attention to him, I always feel that he is going to make trouble, I almost forgot what the protagonist is doing!"

Some netizens felt that Fang Shanshui was the truth about the host's speculation, while others felt that Fang Shanshui was too young, maybe he was the son of a master, and he had such a noble demeanor only after being nurtured since childhood.

There are different opinions, especially Fang Shanshui is blessed with many auras such as money, mystery, and good looks, so various discussions and screenshots about him are reposted everywhere.There are even students from H University who uploaded Fang Shanshui's school photos on the Internet. For a while, all kinds of male god names were thrown at him, and the popularity was almost comparable to that of first-line male stars, as if someone was deliberately buying him a marketing It's the same as buying traffic.

Chu Handu called Yuan Pei and Fang Shanshui to announce the good news. He kept praising Fang Shanshui in his words, saying that Fang Shanshui seemed to have the physique to attract traffic with his own navy, and he was born suitable for the entertainment industry.

Fang Shanshui didn't take this seriously, and Yuan Pei, who couldn't enter the entertainment industry, felt very sad when he heard it, and went back and played ten competitive games angrily.

At the same time, due to the release of the web drama of the same name and the strange attention, the business in Fang Shanshui's store is also booming.

Although Fang Shanshui's talismans did not sell a few, after all, there are still few people who would spend [-] yuan to buy talismans, but those gadgets made by Yuan Pei are selling better and better, and because of this, it has aroused the interest of many businessmen. Note that many well-known first-line high-end jade jewelry store owners, seeing the business opportunities, extended olive branches to Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei one after another, wanting to cooperate with Qingyueguan on the consecration of jade.

Fang Shanshui was not good at socializing, so of course all of this was left to Yuan Pei. Fang Shanshui generally didn't ask what Yuan Pei wanted to do. He was usually only in charge of consecration and didn't care about anything else. He was also a hands-off shopkeeper.