Crossing town house man and wife

Lingxuzi didn't come to subjugate demons.

In fact, he didn't know that Wu Ming was a ghost cultivator, otherwise he wouldn't have broken into the sheriff's mansion openly to seek his own death.

The reason why Lingxuzi came here was because his senior brother Lingdanzi brought Ruan Orange—to be precise, Ruan Orange who used Wu Ming's body back to Funiu Mountain, and let Lingxuzi know that he helped Ruan Orange change his soul and body thing.

Lingxuzi felt that this kind of change of fate against the sky was against the way of heaven, so he persuaded Lingdanzi to stop quickly, and replace the souls of the two people back to their original positions before the matter got serious.

Ling Danzi stubbornly refused with the excuse of "you don't understand" and "you don't know anything".

In a fit of anger, Lingxuzi simply went down the mountain by himself, preparing to take the soul-changed "Ruan Orange" back and force his senior brother to submit.

"How did your senior brother change his fate?" Wu Ming asked.

"I don't know." As soon as Lingxuzi said that, he found that Wu Ming's face was a little colder, and he hurriedly explained loudly, "I really don't know! It is difficult to continue with a little superficiality, only the senior brother has obtained a complete inheritance!"

"That is to say, only he can exchange me and Ruan Cheng back?" Wu Ming asked with curled lips.

Lingxuzi thought that Wu Ming also wanted to return to his body, so he hurriedly nodded vigorously, "Exactly! Please follow me back to the mountain, fellow daoists, and return to Ruan Cheng!"

Wu Ming smiled noncommittally, but looked around, and quickly bent down, picked up a loose brick on the ground, and knocked Lingxuzi unconscious again.

Although I really want to kill this guy directly, but he is a monk after all, after death, the soul may not dissipate directly like ordinary people.And Wu Ming didn't have a magic weapon that could bind his soul. If his soul were to be separated from his body, Wu Ming could only watch helplessly as this guy slipped away.

But letting go is even worse. This guy obviously inherited the stubbornness and self-righteousness of the orthodox sect. If he just let go, he would either continue to be a fly by his side, or attract more Taoist priests and make him face more troubles.

If Lingxuzi came a few months later to allow Wu Ming time to recover to his strongest state, he could directly use magic to destroy his living soul.But today's Wu Ming is still unable to cast such spells, so he can only use the power of props to find another way to kill Luo Daozi.

Right now, he can only think about what materials are needed for the soul-binding circle...

Wu Ming counted with his fingers, and quickly made up his mind to act.

About half an hour later, Wu Ming returned to the small courtyard with materials such as jade, ox bone, cinnabar, etc. that he had taken out from the Sheriff's Mansion.

When he left, Wu Ming left a rune at the door, if Lingxuzi had accomplices coming, at least he could stop them for a while.But after returning, Wu Ming found that Lingxuzi was still unconscious as when he left, and no one touched the runes left behind.

Did you really come here alone?

For a while, Wu Ming admired Lingxuzi's courage.

But then, Wu Ming remembered that when he first came here, he was like a soft girl who would fall down at the first push. How could he see the strength of a ghost cultivator? Ruo Lingxuzi learned this kind of news from Lingdanzi, Naturally, he will not be on guard against him.

While slandering, Wu Ming carved runes on jade and ox bones, and began to set up a magic circle.

If Wu Ming was worried, Lingxuzi's demise did not put Lingxuzi to death, but the soul-binding circle he set up successfully intercepted Lingxuzi's soul, trapping him until his spiritual power was exhausted and his soul flew away.

In fact, a better, faster, and more effective way is to "eat" Lingxuzi's soul. Not only can he directly read Lingxuzi's memory, but he can also obtain his spiritual power to supplement Wu Ming's urgently needed spiritual power.

However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. Although eating other people's souls can quickly become stronger, it is also easy to make one's emotions and even memory be affected by the other party.After all, the so-called engulfment is actually fusion, and if you are not careful, you will be backlashed. In the end, whether you are yourself or not is a matter of opinion.

The same is true for soul searching. You must go deep into the other party's soul to check the other party's memory.Wu Ming used it once and almost went crazy. Since then, he has never touched this aspect of spells, preferring to slowly absorb the aura of heaven and earth by himself.

The stance of searching for souls before was purely bluffing. If Lingxuzi didn't accept this, Wu Mingzhen would have nothing to do.

When the sky was bright, Wu Ming finally dealt with Lingxuzi.

The body was thrown into a mass grave outside the city, and all the magic treasures were torn apart and destroyed, leaving nothing behind.

As a ghost cultivator, the first thing Wu Ming learned was not to rely on external objects.

Ghost cultivators often abandon their bodies, and most magic weapons require the body as a medium to use.To use an analogy, this is like those hot weapons of later generations. A living person can kill the enemy with his hands, but a ghost can't even pick it up, let alone use it.As a ghost cultivator, if you usually rely too much on magic weapons, once you lose your body, your combat effectiveness will plummet, and the chance of death will naturally increase greatly.

But at this moment, at that moment, Wu Ming now intends to use more "foreign objects" as weapons, but this kind of foreign objects are not magical weapons driven by spiritual power, but developed by later generations based on natural science, and no spiritual power can be used. Unnecessary gunpowder.

No matter how good your kung fu is, you will be knocked down with one shot.

Firecrackers and grenades, not to mention the orthodox sect, even if the monks from Huashan and Zhongnanshan attacked, they would still come and kill as many as they wanted.

Why are the monks of later generations so honest, either living in seclusion in the mountains or working for the government?Wasn't it frightened by the army's artillery fire that he didn't dare to explode his hair at all!

As for Kunlun and Penglai, it's a pity that he only heard about it and never saw it, and it's hard to estimate the strength of those people.

But no matter how powerful a monk is, he can't become a perpetual motion machine. There will be a moment when his spiritual power is exhausted, but the attacks of hot weapons can be endless, one after another.

Speaking of which, the sky is starting to get cold. If the Zhengdao sect really dares to come, let it be completely destroyed!

If you dare to drag me from the later generations to such a ghostly place, you should be mentally prepared to have no bones left!

Wu Ming smiled coldly, turned around and went back to the Sheriff's Mansion.

Wu Ming wasn't sure when people from the Zhengdao Sect would come again, but he was certain that they would definitely come.

Orthodox sects like Zhengdaozong will light their life lamps for their disciples, and the lights will go out when people die. The moment Wu Ming killed Lingxuzi, Zhengdaozong already knew the news of his death.

What's more, the orthodox sect's gatekeeping skill is divination. Wu Ming didn't even bother to ask Lingxuzi: Do other people in the orthodox sect know he's here? It's just a difference.

In order to cope with the coming wave of Taoist priests, Wu Ming was completely cheered up.

It happened that Yan Heng had been very busy since he came back, at most he would come over to meet Wu Ming at dinner every day, eat tofu, get some cheap food, get up and leave after a cup of tea and a stick of incense.

Wu Ming was happy, and spent more time on cultivation, never going out during the day, but turned into a ghost in the middle of the night, and went to the dowry courtyard outside the county guard's mansion to manufacture all kinds of inhumane weapons of mass destruction.

Within a few days, rumors of ghosts emerged in the Sheriff's Mansion.

The maids in the Sheriff's Mansion were terrified, and Yan Heng also specially took the time to come to Wu Ming's condolences.

As the instigator, Wu Ming naturally wouldn't take this matter to heart, and he couldn't pretend to be timid and fearful. He was about to coax Yan Heng away with a few perfunctory words, when he suddenly remembered that he still had a lot of things in the military camp that he didn't understand. .

papermaking.

Those bark straws are almost sun-dried, so they can be steamed again, ground into pulp, and then shaped to dry.

"By the way, I have to go to Luo Daozi in these two days." Wu Ming immediately grabbed Yan Heng and brought up the matter of paper making.

After listening, Yan Heng squinted his eyes, and said meaningfully: "You still remember this incident."

"Hey?" Wu Ming was taken aback, did he let him go or not?

"It's nothing." Yan Heng turned away immediately, thought for a while, and quickly said, "Today is too late, let's go tomorrow, and you can go there tomorrow, and I will ask someone to prepare an ox cart and attendants for you."

"Aren't you going there together?" Wu Ming blinked, "I'm afraid I'll have to stay there overnight and come back the next day."

"I still have something to do, just take someone there by yourself." Yan Heng grabbed Wu Ming's hands and smiled slightly, "Could it be that you can't bear to part with me?"

"You really want to hear the answer?" Wu Ming rolled his eyes.

"I think." Yan Heng replied affirmatively, but added without waiting for Wu Ming's answer, "But not now."

After finishing speaking, Yan Heng smiled meaningfully, got up and left.

Wu Ming was confused, and vaguely felt that Yan Heng was reminding him of something.

But what is it?

Wu Ming racked his brains but couldn't think of it.

The next morning, Wu Ming went out with the tortoise shell who was still dressed as a boy.

Because he didn't want to attract attention, the attendants sent by Yan Heng led Wu Ming directly to the livestock yard where the ox cart was, and prepared to set off directly from there.

Wu Ming actually hoped that Yan Heng would send him off in person, so that he could take a faster means of transportation - a horse.

But Yan Heng didn't know what he was busy with, so he gave him the rare freedom to go out on his own.

Maybe I've seen enough of his face, and I'm ready to find another love...

But Yan Heng hasn't...

Uh……

Under the slander, Wu Ming finally remembered that the one-month period between him and Yan Heng had passed long ago.

When they first came back, the one-month abstinence period had already passed, but Yan Heng didn't mention it, could it be that he forgot it too?

Wu Ming thought for a moment, and then remembered Yan Heng's hint yesterday.

Could it be that he was waiting for him to take the initiative to find him?

Go dream!

Wu Ming curled his lips to distract himself from distracting thoughts.

But just as he was about to step onto the bullock cart, he glanced over and found that the attendant lying under the bullock cart waiting to be used as a pedal by him looked familiar.

By the way, this guy often haunts Yan Heng's side. It is said that he is a servant from the palace.

Wu Ming quickly remembered.

Shaving is a kind of punishment these days, except for some guys who are naturally unable to grow beards, the rest of the men rarely see a man with a white face and beardless, so Wu Ming is deeply impressed when he sees one occasionally.

But how did such a man become a trampled servant in the barn?

Wu Ming couldn't help being suspicious, and immediately retracted his original posture of jumping up, and kicked the man on the ground, "Hey, have we met?"

The man was obviously taken aback, and glanced at Wu Ming out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was still waiting for his reply, he immediately turned around and turned to Wu Ming.

"Mrs. Yao Chong, my servant, once served as a servant by the lord's side." The man replied respectfully.

"Why did you come here?" Wu Ming continued to ask, but his eyes fell on Yao Zhong's face.

The moment Yao Zhong turned around, Wu Ming clearly saw his right side face, and there was a terrifying scar on his originally smooth and fair face.The shape looks like a whip, but the material of the whip is quite special, and it can tear a face to pieces—in the true sense, the skin will be broken, even if the injury is healed, it will leave scars that are difficult to heal.

"Returning to Madam, the servant made a mistake and was sent here by the lord." Yao Zhong replied with his head bowed.

After tasting the meaning of Yao Zhong's words, Wu Ming felt that the person who left the whip on his face might not be Yan Heng.

Wu Ming had never seen Yan Heng use a whip other than a horsewhip, and most men would not use whips as their weapons.

If the person who did it was really not Yan Heng, then Yan Heng would also avoid the edge, and would rather sacrifice his confidant than offend him.

Hehe, it can't be the legendary Mrs. Tai, right?

Wu Ming suddenly became interested, raised his eyebrows and said: "That is to say, you have nothing to do now? It just so happens that I still have a coachman missing. Go and help me drive the car."

After finishing speaking, Wu Ming lifted the curtain on the car door again and jumped on it.

Yao Zhong outside was slightly startled, then stood up and promised loudly——

"Slaves take orders!"