What are you making a fuss about?

suicide. "Jing Yun's eyes were empty.

"It's a foregone conclusion, don't worry." Xie Xiao sighed.

Jing Yun didn't say a word, this illusion was shown to them, did it stop at life and death? "Did the national teacher revive the little emperor?" Jing Yun asked.

"Impossible. After death, a person's soul returns to the underworld, and he crosses the Naihe Bridge to reincarnate within half an hour." Xie Xiao shook his head.

"That's why I want this ghost rosin."

"Ah Lun said that the bone was alive, but when the national teacher arrived, the emperor had been dead for three days."

Jing Yun continued to light the incense burner, "Look at it again and you'll know."

At this time, the smoke from the incense burner was not as strong as before, Xie Xiao held Jing Yun's hand tightly this time, perhaps dipped in water, the two waited for a long time, but the illusion never appeared again.

Jing Yun said: "Jiang Kingdom was 300 years ago, and these people and things have long since disappeared. Maybe the national teacher really came to look for the ghost rosin, but there is no way to recover. The Taoist priest may just want to express this. "

Xie Xiao glanced at Jing Yun, "No, no."

"How about you?"

"The time is wrong. You Yao Dao is only over 300 years old, but Jiang Guo was [-] years ago." Xie Xiao picked up the charcoal pencil on the ground, "If you come to ask for ghost rosin, it must be more than ten years ago."

"Also, the person is wrong." Xie Xiao wrote strokes on the paper, "Ah Lun said earlier that all the people who came to look for ghost rosin died later."

"The little ghost can't speak well. In other words, the people who came to look for ghost rosin died later, so that's why they came to look for ghost rosin."

Jing Yun continued: "Then the national teacher is a soul?" Xie Xiao finished the last stroke, and a word "ghost" appeared on the paper.

"An ancient book said that 'a living body is a corpse with a soul in its body' but it didn't say whose soul it is." Jing Yun raised his eyes, Xie Xiao smiled, "Shang Dao, that's what it means."

"The national teacher didn't want the emperor's life at all. If he put a little of his soul on the little emperor, he would become a ghost." Jing Yun said softly.

But does the world really have such a way to go against the sky?Jing Yun didn't quite believe it.

"The national teacher is a great witch, Jiang Guo's witchcraft may be able to do it." Xie Xiao said.

"Perhaps, what role does the ghost rosin play in this?" Jing Yun was puzzled, "Eh..." Xie Xiao rubbed his head, "I only know that the ghost rosin can detoxify your body, other... I wrote Ask someone else."

Jing Yun: "..."

"You said the murals earlier, what's wrong with the murals?" Xie Xiao turned his head and looked at Guan Nei.

"The damaged part of the mural is very strange. It doesn't seem like natural damage, it seems to be man-made." Jing Yun frowned slightly.

"Intentionally damaged it for us to see?" Xie Xiao walked out of the house.

"It's very strange that there are paintings of women in Taoist temples." Xie Xiao said, "But we can't look at this demon Taoism with normal secular eyes."

"Are you familiar with the Taoist priest?" Jing Yun came out of the room.

"I've heard about it for a long time, but I haven't come to visit." Xie Xiao clasped his hands, then turned to Jing Yun and said, "It's not as good as you."

Jing Yun:? ? ?

It's better to be familiar with you.

Xie Xiao smiled brightly, "Where did your old friend come from?" Jing Yun rolled his eyes at him.

"Ham, I don't have any background. I'm just a little alchemist who knows how to trick and deceive. I learned it in Kunlun Mountain and I haven't graduated yet." Xie Xiao smiled and shook his head.

"That's why these supernatural things can be counted on."

"That's not true, Sister Qing is amazing." A Lun poked his head out from the door, Xie Xiao was taken aback, "What do you know, little devil?"

"Humph."

"Ah Lun, you were wrong last time. The living body you mentioned is also a living person in a sense." Jing Yun squatted down and looked into his eyes.

"That's not true, what kind of a living person is that living body who keeps changing his soul? Have you ever seen a person who keeps changing his soul?" Allen retorted,

"Where can I find a soul changer, I will talk nonsense."

"This is because you are ignorant and ignorant, Lan Yin. There are so many lonely souls in the world. Just catch them and train them." Allen tilted his head, a little proud.

"The refined soul can't be used, your master didn't teach you well." Jing Yun raised his brows slightly.

"So, he came to ask for the ghost rosin from the master. There has never been a soul that my master has refined that cannot be used." When A Lun talked about his master, he was even more proud.

Jing Yun stood up, "If your master is so serious, why is the mural carved so ugly?"

"This mural is so beautiful." Allen stomped.

"It doesn't look like me at all, what's so good about it?" Jing Yun pointed to the woman's face in the painting.

"Nonsense, they are clearly the same person."

"The same person? I don't think you've seen him before?" Jing Yun smiled slyly.

"I haven't seen it before. I made this swing for her. Hmph, you don't know much."

Alan put his hands on his hips, "If I hadn't been unable to beat him, I would have killed you with one bite." The more Alan said, the more angry he became.

"If that's the case, then your master must hate her very much, that's why he carved her so ugly." Jing Yun propped his chin and pretended to think.

"No, my master really likes her. Hmph, I won't tell you, you ignorant guy." Allen turned his back.

Jing Yun turned his head and pointed at Allen, and said to Xie Xiao, "Is he really alive for more than 200 years?"

Xie Xiao was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he replied after a while: "You... really know how to coax children."

The "little boy" who had been talking for a long time was still angrily unable to react.

Jing Yun shrugged at him, and Xie Xiao approached: "Aren't all your children who grew up in the palace like...um...smart?"

You mean to say cunning.

"No, some are not very smart." For example, Jing Zhao.

Xie Xiao put his arms around Jing Yun's shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Although you don't work hard and don't know the five grains, but you have a good brain, that's enough."

Ning to stir up thousands of rivers

Jing Yun rolled his eyes in return, Xie Xiao smiled silently, stretched out his hand to Jing Yun and said, "Let's take care of it, come here, Lan Yin."

"Just say it here." Jing Yun stood still, Xie Xiao just thought he was losing his temper, stepped forward quickly, put his arms around his waist, and led him to the roof.

"The kid down there is really an eyesore." Xie Xiao patted his clothes, "Come on, tell me."

"You haven't figured it out yet?" Jing Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Tell me." Xie Xiao narrowed his eyes and said, "I just want to hear you talk."

"If the national teacher wants to keep the little emperor, he can only keep changing his soul, and this soul needs ghost rosin to fuse with the body. This kind of heaven-defying technique will be backlashed, and the national teacher may become a ghost because of it. "

Jing Yun frowned slightly, he couldn't understand why the national teacher would do this, even if he kept his body, there was no way to bring the little emperor back to life, why force him to stay in the world.

What's more, the little emperor may not be willing to return to the world again, just like himself, it is very boring to be reborn after death.

"What are you thinking?"

"Think about their final outcome."

"There is a point here. Did Yaodao give the rosin to the national teacher?"

"Do you know the past of the demon way? Especially the woman on the mural." Jing Yun asked.

Xie Xiao spread his hands, "I only heard that he was deviant and crazy, and I will tell you the rest after I write to ask."

"He hasn't come out, what can you do?" Jing Yun looked towards the sky.

Xie Xiao put his legs up and tilted his head, "If we burn his murals, do you think he will come out?"

Jing Yun: "..."

"This is someone else's place, it's despicable to do so." Jing Yun lowered his eyes.

"He has been playing with us for so long, and he hasn't fulfilled the friendship of a landlord. Why should we..." Said, Xie Xiao quietly grabbed Jing Yun's shoulders and took him down.

"Come and lend me Huozhezi."

Xie Xiao lit a torch and approached the mural. The sound of "stinging, stinging" came from the place where it was ignited, like the sound of broken limbs and broken bones.

Jing Yun turned his face away, a strong fragrance came out, and the fragrance of powder came from here.

"Hey..." Xie Xiao stopped his hands, "This painting actually...becomes more beautiful the more it is burned."

Jing Yun looked up, also surprised.

All the damaged and discolored places disappeared, as if repaired by skilled craftsmen, a complete painting appeared in front of the two of them.

"This..." Jing Yun stretched out his hand to touch the painted wall, and the torn corner of his clothes fluttered.

"I'll just say it won't burn out." Xie Xiao moved the torch away.

"This smell is wrong." Jing Yun raised his sleeve to cover his nose, and was about to say something when Xie Xiao dragged him out of the door.

"Go, go, I'm afraid this woman is not human." Xie Xiao threw the torch on the ground.

"You are not human." A majestic and deep male voice came from the temple, and two sword qi slashed out.Xie Xiao blocked it with a dagger, "Look, it didn't come out."

"Daoist Jueming, I'm asking for the next matter, I'm bothering you." Xie Xiao respectfully said, Jing Yun was quite puzzled by the big difference in attitude before and after.

"Heh, if you are willing to go to the underworld, everything will be fine." It was the voice of a young boy.

Xie Xiao was a little surprised, and turned his ear to Jing Yun and said, "Do you think it sounds like the voice of the little Jiang country emperor?"

Jing Yun: "..."

"Have you thought about it?" It became a reserved female voice again.

"I'm afraid that all the sounds in that illusion are made by him." Xie Xiao laughed dumbly, and then replied: "OK, just say what you want to do."

The insider was silent for a moment, "Go to the Sansheng Stone to find a sentence." After speaking, he walked out.

The man was wearing a light green Taoist robe, with a Taoist bun on his head, the wooden hairpin was pinned obliquely, and he wore the purple gold dragon mask of the national teacher in the illusion, at least from his figure, it could not be seen that this man was over sixty years old.

Xie Xiao nodded and asked, "Just this one condition?"

"Yes." A floating dust appeared in the Taoist's hand, and he slapped it lazily on his arm.

"It's easy to say, but you have to explain the cause and effect to us clearly." Xie Xiao took Jing Yun and sat on the stone in the courtyard.