Strange Records of Xijing

"His name is Bana," Aman replied, "he was the most promising Gu master in our village."

Although Pei Jingxing felt that the words he used were very strange, he was more concerned about another matter at this time: "When did he come to your village?"

Aman gave him a strange look: "Bana has been living in our village since he was a child, and the farthest he can go is to climb over the mountains to the nearest small town outside to exchange herbs for food."

Zhou Yu pressed Pei Jingxing down and signaled him with his eyes that he should not worry.Afterwards, he asked Oman: "During this period of time, did any major events happen to Bana, or did any horrible things happen?"

Aman asked in surprise: "How do you know? Some time ago, Bana went up to the mountain to collect herbs with us. He picked a kind of medicine that we had never seen before, took a bite, and suddenly fell in front of us. We all know that There are many strange things, and I am usually very vigilant, and I will not just eat something I have never seen before. Anyway, after Bana ate it that day, he fell into a coma. We carried him down the mountain and invited the old people in the village to see him. But in the end he died."

Speaking of this, Oman seemed to think of some bad memories, shivered all over, paused, took a few deep breaths, and then continued: "There is no way, we will carry Bana's coffin to the village according to the custom of the village. He was buried in the cemetery behind the mountain. As a result, a few days later, someone in the village went to see his dead mother, and heard a voice from under Bana’s grave. It was raining again at night, and the man ran back in fright. I went to the village. When it was dawn the next day, I found Bana's father, and a few brave people, and used the guys to dig up Bana's grave."

The more Oman spoke, the lower his voice became, until finally he curled up and curled up into a ball.And his companions also showed fear after listening to his description.

"And then?" Zhou Yuyi poured Aman a cup of hot tea, "Bana resurrected from the dead?"

Oman drank the hot tea, and the warmth flowed through his whole body. Then he barely sat up straight, shook his head, and said: "At first we thought he was resurrected from the dead, or he didn't die at all, but he just ate that strange food. However, after spending a day with him, Bana's father was sure that this man was not his son, and refused to let him continue to live in his home. In the end, the priest who rarely showed up in the village also After he came out, he took Bana into his house, saying that he wanted to see Bana's soul. Then, the priest said that a stranger lived in Bana's body."

Zhou Yuyi continued to ask: "When did that happen?"

Aman closed his eyes, counted the days, and replied, "It was about a month ago."

Seeing that Zhou Yu had finished asking, Mingdao couldn't bear it anymore, and sneered: "Are you afraid of ghosts? Then you still have the courage to go to Fengyang to find a godmother?"

"It's different!" Aman became anxious, and his voice became a little louder, "When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, which is something everyone has to go through. Besides, the ghosts in Fengyang really killed me, and I died. , and also become a ghost, then the ghost should be afraid of me! However, it is an ominous omen for a stranger to occupy the body, indicating that disasters will come."

Ming Dao asked again: "Then why are you still with Bana?"

Aman glanced at Bana, who was still asleep, and replied: "The priest said, if we can find Ganpo in Fengyang and get the answer that person wants, that person will help us get rid of this disaster."

Ming Dao laughed: "You priests are still acting as second-hand traffickers and selling information."

Aman was very angry, but unfortunately he was tied up now, so he could only stare at Mingdao and cursed: "The sacrifice is for the people of our village!"

Mingdao said angrily: "Then you came out of Fengyang without finding the godmother, don't you want to resolve the disaster?"

Aman said angrily: "It's not all because of you. Let's be careful all the way. It's good for you, a big monk. When you see a ghost, you ask if you know the godmother. Isn't this self-destructing?"

Ming Dao cursed: "What do you know, brat!"

At this time, Zhou Yuyi, who had been in deep thought, asked these people from southern Xinjiang: "Do you think Bana's face has changed?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what Zhou Yuyi meant by this remark.

Ming Dao seemed to understand something, and urged: "What are you looking at each other? Think about it quickly, does this Bana look different from before?"

After a long time, a person from Nanjiang said, "Bana and I used to be brothers, and we saw each other every day. I didn't think so before, but now that you ask me this, his face seems to have changed a bit."

Zhou Yuyi asked him, "What's changed?"

The Nanjiang people shook their heads: "I can't tell. The facial features seem to have changed, but nothing seems to have changed."

At this time, Pei Jingxing found a pen and paper from the drawer of the table beside him, sharpened some ink, spread out the manuscript paper, and said, "Close your eyes, and tell me what you remember about Bana's facial features."

When Pei Jingxing put down his pen, Zhou Yuyi and Ming Dao surrounded him, comparing the portrait on the painting with Bana on the bed.

Zhou Yu confirmed again and again, and came to a firm conclusion: "It really is different."

Ming Dao was amazed: "Don't tell me, the facial features have changed everywhere."

Pei Jingxing frowned, and asked Zhou Yuyi: "Zhou Daoist, did you ask O'man those questions just now because you already guessed something?"

Zhou Yu nodded, but did not explain much, but walked up to Aman and the others: "This Bana is not someone you know, staying by your side will only scare you. Why don't you give him away?" Let's go to Fengyang to find a godmother by ourselves."

Aman and the others looked at each other a few times, and tentatively refused: "No. Bana is our best Gu master, we have to rely on him to protect ourselves in Fengyang."

Ming Dao is not used to them, so he immediately exposed their lies: "Don't think I don't know, you just use Bana as a bait. If you show your masculinity before you find the godmother, and you are discovered by the ghosts, you will throw them away." Go out and be bait."

Aman and the others were blushing, and one of them explained angrily: "He is not the real Bana, he will only bring disaster to our village! So what if we use him as bait! If you, a monk, didn't make trouble that day, we If you don’t run first, you won’t run into those starving ghosts! We keep him, that’s for him to atone for his sins, which he owes us!”

"That's right," another Nanjiang native said, "Besides, he didn't die."

Zhou Yu made a lightning strike, and the two and a half faces that were speaking immediately swelled up.

He seldom got angry, and now he looked at these two people with deep hatred: "Do you know that when I met him that day, he was about to be bitten to death by a starving ghost?"

These two people obviously have no regrets, but facing Zhou Yuyi who is in a rage, they don't dare to touch his bad luck.

As soon as Zhou Yu calmed down, he got up and said, "We took away the person, you can stay or stay as you like."

Ming Daoduo kept an eye out, and knocked on the back of each of them with the magic wand with a smile, and warned: "People who have been marked by my magic wand will have heartache every time they think of harming me. If you dare to continue, your heart will rot little by little, then your entire chest cavity, then your limbs, and finally your head. When your whole body is festered, even the gods will not be able to save you."

These words made everyone half dead, and one of them cursed with hatred: "Dead monk! You are so vicious!"

Ming Dao clicked his tongue twice and asked him, "Does your heart hurt?"

When he asked this question, the man turned pale with fright, and dared not speak any more.

Mingdao found the cloth again, gagged everyone's mouths, and clapped his hands together: "It's done. When you can go to Fengyang, it depends on when the waiter of this inn comes up to collect the rent."

Because Banner showed no signs of waking up, the three bought a carriage and two extra horses for emergencies.

They have no other extra clues now, so they can only drive the carriage to the northwest first.

On the way, Ming Dao was driving the carriage alone, while Pei Jingxing and Zhou Yuyi stayed in the carriage.

Pei Jingxing asked Zhou Yuyi directly: "Daoist Zhou didn't want to say anything in the inn, but is he willing to say it now?"

Zhou Yuyi looked at Pei Jingxing, with a bit of compassion in his eyes: "Hasn't Mr. Pei guessed it yet?"

As soon as these words came out, Pei Jingxing's conjecture was confirmed, but he was unwilling to accept it, and asked Zhou Yuyi instead, "How could this person be Su Yan?"

Zhou Yuyi nodded painfully: "If my guess is correct, this person's body contains half of Su Yan's soul."

"Impossible!" Pei Jingxing was still unwilling to accept.

"Mr. Pei, you guessed it too." Zhou Yuyi told the cruel truth, "It's because this person's body is Su Yan's soul, so his facial features will gradually change to Su Yan's appearance. One day Only changed a little bit, and after accumulating for a month, it has changed somewhat.”

Pei Jingxing shook his head, still unwilling to accept it. He explained the reason for his rebuttal: "It's only a month, no matter how this person's facial features change, it's impossible for him to be as similar as Su Yan."

Zhou Yu spread his hands one by one: "Indeed, it is impossible to change so much in a month. But what if this person is three points similar to Su Yan?" He picked up the portrait that Pei Jingxing had thrown aside, "Look, this is The portrait you drew according to the narrative of the people in southern Xinjiang. The portrait is somewhat different from the real person, but if we change a few more strokes, will it be somewhat similar?"

Seeing that Pei Jingxing didn't speak, Zhou Yuyi continued: "At that time in Fengyang, I was very surprised. I killed the group of starving ghosts for him in front of him. I was the one who saved him, why? Will he attack me desperately? At first I thought he was too scared, so I also regarded me as the ghost who wanted to kill him. But now I understand, because he only has half the soul in his body, so he is unconscious. At that Under such circumstances, he will only follow his instinct to protect himself and attack everything in front of him."

Pei Jingxing asked him hoarsely: "Is this person really Su Yan?"

Zhou Yu nodded: "You don't have to accept this fact, but we have to take him with us. In case, I mean in case, this person's body is really half of Su Yan's soul, we throw him away. Next, when the time comes to find Su Yan's other half's soul, what should I do?"

Pei Jingxing closed his eyes in pain, and asked in a lingering voice: "Only half of the soul, will he hurt?"

"Yes, it will be painful."