days of being a ghost

This, this, this is really an unparalleled and rude solution.

It should be said that Xuan Mo had already discovered that the root of the problem was underground, but he was unwilling to just tell Mo Wuchang the solution.joke!He, Uncle Xuanmo, is not a member of Mo Wuchang's sect, so why should he tell her that he has no relatives and no reason.

He must let this Mo Er suffer, and he will only speak after she has suffered enough and thoroughly understood, so that he can show his prestige!

It's good now, who knows that Mo Eryi doesn't do anything nonsense, and simply plans to split the mountain to make a way out, no wonder she was thinking about whether there is a Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain, so she was thinking about this!

Xuanmo sighed, he couldn't accept it.He thought to himself that he should tell what he knew, lest Mo Wuchang use some strange tricks and frighten him to the point of being overwhelmed.Xuan Mo coughed lightly, "I said this incense burner is probably cursed by someone."

As expected, Mo Wuchang didn't know anything, "The incense burner can also be cursed."

Xuan Mo nodded his horns: "This Black Rock Mountain is a spiritual mountain. Some people have a fancy for the aura here and want to take it for themselves, so they buried this incense burner here. But his hands are too sinister..." Xuan Mo The demon sighed, "Just keep absorbing spiritual energy from this incense burner, it doesn't matter for a day, it doesn't matter for a year, but if it takes ten or twenty years, even this spiritual mountain will be sucked empty."

Mo Wuchang pursed her lips, she stared at the censer in her hand, "However, is the censer still absorbing?"

Xuanmo said: "Yes."

At the beginning, the incense burner simply absorbed the aura. After absorbing the aura stored in Heishi Mountain, it began to absorb the vitality of the plants and animals on Heishi Mountain. In this way, Heishi Mountain changed from a treasured spiritual mountain to a dead mountain.

How could the plants and beasts whose lives had been taken not resent, they resented and hated again, and the Black Stone Mountain became a mountain of resentment again.Once a living creature comes to Heishi Mountain, they will keep him and provide him to the incense burner for nourishment.

And the source of resentment leads to the censer buried deep in the ground, so these tree monsters are not inseparable from the soil, but without the censer in the soil, they lose their actions transformed by resentment.

——"Stay, stay, stay and be one of us!"

Mo Wuchang still remembered the lingering breath in his ears, no wonder it was hatred and pain.

The expressions of the faces on the surrounding tree trunks were frozen, and their cloudy eyes showed unwillingness and sadness.

— "Save us, save us!"

——"Please, save us, save us!"

Mo Wuchang seemed to be able to hear these painful words, the trees and animals calling for help, and the black stone mountain crying out to her.

The censer in her hand trembled slightly, as if something was about to break out, Mo Wuchang pondered for a moment, thinking that she had dug out the censer anyway, whoever put it here for what purpose, such a wicked censer It's better to destroy it first!

Mo Wuchang threw the incense burner in his hand high, raised the wind-poking gun, and slashed at the furnace wall with the force he had accumulated before. With a crisp "click", a hole was instantly cracked in the furnace wall, and the furnace glowed green. Suddenly, the spiritual energy inside burst the incense burner, and they couldn't wait to get out of the incense burner, as if they let out a pleasant whistle.

In an instant, countless green lights enveloped Heishi Mountain.The withered and ferocious trees suddenly became tall and lush, the withered grass under the feet also turned green, and the black stone mountain, which was previously dark in tone, suddenly became green.

Mo Er stretched his muscles and bones, and he felt refreshed all over after releasing all the strength he had accumulated.

"...how did you break the incense burner!" Xuan Mo yelled in disbelief, "you just...return the huge spiritual power inside to its original owner! Even if you don't swallow it yourself, you can bury it back Ah, it's not too late for me to eat up all this sorrow and resentment!"

Mo Wuchang said with no expression on his face: "My master said that if you eat something you shouldn't eat, you will have diarrhea."

Xuan Mo: "..." If he could roll his eyes now, he would never be able to roll them back.

At this moment, Mo Wuchang seemed to have sensed something again, she raised the corners of her mouth lightly, "Xiao Hei, listen."

"Listen to what..."

"Listen." Mo Wuchang raised his head, and gently put his palm next to his ear, "There is the sound of birdsong."

The sound of the wind blowing in the distance, accompanied by a crisp bird song of "chirp, chirp".

The singing of birds is joyful, as if carrying the hope of new life.

Chapter [-]. The name is impermanence

Heishi Mountain, which had been silent for many years, finally woke up, and the re-given tree monster finally got rid of the fate of killing living creatures, and became the tree spirit of Heishi Mountain again.

And Mo Wuchang finally solved the big concern of "how to pick ganoderma lucidum without picking mushrooms".In order to express their gratitude, the tree spirits specially presented two excellent embers and a branch of the old spirit tree in the mountain.

Leaving aside the value of the former, the branch of the old spirit tree is also a spiritual object, and the ornaments carved from it have the wonderful effect of praying for good luck and relieving disease and disaster.

For this, Xuan Mo expressed his disdain, and he said that if there is such a efficacious effect, it would be nothing if Heishi Mountain suffered disaster.It would be better to absorb the abundant spiritual power in this branch now.

Having said that, Mo Wuchang didn't take it seriously, she put the old spirit tree branches and two Ganoderma lucidum into her sleeves in a good mood.

Without further ado, this is the end of our words for the gratitude of the Dryad of Black Rock Mountain.It is said that Mo Wuchang went all the way down the mountain with the ganoderma lucidum in his arms and went back to Chaoyang Village to find Miss Axu, but unexpectedly, he ran into such a scene.

Miss A Xu was carrying a bunch of medicine bags, and in front of her stood an old woman with a bent back and a cane. The old woman frowned and her cheeks were tense, "Girl from the Hayakawa family, have you met someone recently Something unclean." She tapped the crutch in her hand, "Girl, don't lie to my old lady, Granny Mei's eyes are bad but her nose is still sharp, you must have encountered something."

A Xu was a little embarrassed, she bit her lower lip, "I, I..."

Yes, she did.

Everything is because of the night road that night, because she met the monster Noma, and also met the monster Mo Wuchang.Then, as if out of control, she found that her life began to be connected to monsters.

Granny Mei shook her head and sighed: "Girl from the Hayakawa family, you have to listen to me, monsters are evil by nature, you have to remember, they will always hurt people's lives."

——No, no, actually some monsters are good.

A voice in his heart retorted faintly, and A Xu stood dumbfounded for a while, his eyes struggling with emotions.

"Girl from the Hayakawa family!" Granny Mei frowned even more, and the stubborn old lady said harshly, "You have to listen to me about monsters. Humans and monsters have been incompatible since ancient times. You should understand the superficial truth Understand is."

A Xufang woke up like a dream, and the story of her almost dying in the mouth of a demon and his father's death in the mouth of a demon flashed through her mind, she calmed down a bit, and nodded randomly, "Yes, yes, what you said , A Xu remembers your teaching... monsters are evil by nature."

"It's good that you know, if you really encounter a monster again, go to an onmyoji..." Granny Mei continued.

When they spoke this dialect, Mo Wuchang was standing in a corner not far away, holding the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand to treat Miss Axu's mother.

"Haha." Xuanmo laughed sarcastically, "Mo Wuchang, Mo Wuchang, you are so self-indulgent, look, people don't care about you at all, don't talk about ghosts. You should be regarded as a ghost, and it is generally included in the monster. Inside."

Xuanmo's words were harsh, and his indisputable words pierced his heart.

Mo Wuchang's almond eyes drooped slightly, and the lowered pupils made it difficult to see his emotions clearly.She pursed her lips and sighed quietly, "Actually... Onmyoji can't beat me."

—Actually, she was still a little sad.

The western sky is the direction where the sun gradually sets.

The red maple burns red, and the herons return to their nests.

The morning sun flowers on the front slope of Chaoyang Village blurred in the afterglow, showing a calm and peaceful appearance.The big tree in front cast a long shadow, quietly no one cares about it.

Mo Wuchang was sitting on the top of the tree, she was carving something with a knife, she was carving very slowly stroke by stroke, her eyebrows were downcast, blowing away the sawdust from time to time, she looked very serious.

Originally, he was peaceful, but Pianxuanmo was a troublemaker, and he seemed to dislike Mo Wuchang's calmness.

"Mo Wuchang, Mo Wuchang, do you think that if you don't see someone, just leave a sticky note and leave a Ganoderma lucidum so that they can miss you? Be careful and kind. I don't know what is the point of you doing this. People think that you are a monster. For evil, if I meet you again, I won't be able to avoid shouting and beating and killing." Xuanmo continued.

But Mo Wuchang is a lump of wood, she still carves her wood carvings without saying a word.

The art of woodcarving was taught to her by her master. Mo Baixing said that before he became a wanderer, he was a carpenter, and his skills were superb, while what Mo Wuchang learned was only [-]% of his level.

Mo Wuchang actually likes to carve small things, such as some wooden pendants, some wooden hairpins, and the hairpins left by Dengwu Buckwheat were also carved by Mo Wuchang before.For her, carving wood is a happy and enjoyable little thing.

Xuan Mo sang enough one-man shows, he was a little annoyed, "I said, Mo Wuchang, what do you think?"

Mo Wuchang raised his eyes silently, stared blankly at Mu Yang in the sky, and said in a monotonous tone as always: "My surname is Mo, and my name is Wuchang. I heard from my master that he named me this name because he didn't want me Forget about 'impermanence'."

She still remembered when Mo Baixing touched her head, his eyes were deep, "Girl, you must remember that your name is 'Wuchang'. I hope you will not forget the impermanence of this world, there are too many changes in the world, you try to find