Chu Xiao was too lazy to explain to Uncle Jiu's misunderstanding. He had initially made an excuse that he had a hobby of collecting all kinds of rare treasures. Now that Uncle Jiu had caught him and used it on the female ghost, he was shooting himself in the foot. He could only blame himself for not thinking it through at the beginning.
However, such a small matter is just an episode.
Chu Xiao is not the kind of animal who thinks with his lower body. Unlike many time travelers, he can even kill ghosts.
Neither Chu Xiao nor Uncle Jiu took it to heart.
It's late at night! In the quiet old house!
Chu Xiao and the fully armed Uncle Jiu rushed to the haunted house where Qiu Sheng was trapped.
Uncle Jiu held the Seven-Star Compass in his hand and used Taoism to sense that Qiu Sheng's location was right here.
In fact, Chu Xiao had already discovered Qiu Sheng's location through breath perception. The reason why he didn't tell Uncle Jiu was that he wanted to see Uncle Jiu's Taoist magic and how to use a hair of Qiu Sheng to find Qiu Sheng's location through the Seven-Star Compass.
"This method of finding people is truly magical!"
But in general, it is not as convenient to use as Chu Xiao's breath perception.
Uncle Jiu untied the bag on his back and took out a small bowl, a bamboo tube, and a handful of willow branches just picked from the road, and placed them in order.
"Open your eyes!"
Uncle Jiu put the small bowl upright, poured clean water into the bamboo tube, picked two willow leaves and placed them in the small bowl filled with water.
The willow leaves floated in the water, shaking slightly, and there was nothing strange about them.
But as Uncle Jiu's hand movements changed, the Seven-Star Compass turned, drawing down the moonlight from above, and a white beam of light fell through the compass and hit the water. Two ordinary willow leaves actually absorbed the moonlight, and became extremely dazzling in Chu Xiao's eyes, as if emitting a faint golden light.
Uncle Jiu pointed out, picked up two willow leaves and gently passed them in front of his eyes. The faint golden light on the willow leaves actually attracted Uncle Jiu's eyes, and his pupils flashed the same golden color.
Uncle Jiu opened his third eye, but saw Chu Xiao staring at him in a trance, so he asked.
"Brother Chu, you should have a way to open my eyes, right?"
In Uncle Jiu's eyes, Chu Xiao possessed such powerful strength that a small trick like opening the eyes should not be a problem for him.
But in fact, Chu Xiao really didn't know any tricks to open his eyes. Looking at the two willow leaves used by Uncle Jiu, they had lost their golden luster and seemed to be useless.
Chu Xiao was a little depressed. He and Uncle Jiu were about to break into the haunted house and subdue the evil ghosts, but he couldn't even see the ghosts, so how could he subdue the evil ghosts
What should I do? Let Uncle Jiu bring the moonlight again to help me open my eyes
Chu Xiao looked at Uncle Jiu with an expression that said, "You are so powerful and you still need my help?" For a moment, he felt embarrassed to say that he didn't know this little trick.
You can't catch ghosts without opening your eyes! Won't you be blind soon
When Chu Xiao was puzzled, an idea came to his mind.
Bible of the Dead!
I have mastered ancient Egyptian through Saito Hajime's audio teaching during this period.
The magic in the Book of the Dead can be performed by simply holding the Book of the Dead in your hands, injecting inner strength, and chanting the spell.
Chu Xiao vaguely remembered that there was a kind of magic in the Book of the Dead that could solve his current situation.
Blessing of the Dead!
By chanting spells and relying on the power of the Book of the Dead, the recipient will have the power to communicate between yin and yang and see through the boundary between life and death.
Chu Xiao thought secretly that since this magic could communicate yin and yang, it would naturally allow him to gain the ability to see ghosts.
Chu Xiao no longer hesitated. With a flip of his wrist, the Book of the Dead appeared in his hand.
The Bible of the Dead, made of unknown materials, exuded a strong smell of death as soon as it appeared, which immediately aroused Uncle Jiu's vigilance.
Uncle Jiu, who had opened his third eye, stared at the Bible of the Dead in Chu Xiao's hand. He saw that the ancient book with a golden skull printed on it was surrounded by countless inky black auras of death. He listened carefully to the ghostly howlings that confused his heart and penetrated deep into his soul.
"It's this evil book again!"
When Chu Xiao was communicating with Uncle Jiu, he also took out the Book of the Dead. Naturally, Uncle Jiu did not think highly of the Book of the Dead.
After all, Uncle Jiu couldn't have a favorable impression of the Bible of the Dead which was surrounded by the aura of death.
Chu Xiao didn't care about all that. Holding the Bible of the Dead in his hand, he began to chant the secret words of the blessing of the dead. A buzzing sound started in his ears, and the Beiming true energy in his dantian began to flow frantically towards the Bible of the Dead.
In Uncle Jiu's eyes, the aura of death that was originally entangled with the Book of the Dead was transformed in an extremely mysterious way into a power that he had never seen before, and it enveloped Chu Xiao through the Book of the Dead.
With the blessing of the Bible of the Dead, Chu Xiao exuded a heavy, majestic and terrifying aura. His eyes were as dark as the abyss, revealing a faint deathly aura, as if countless undead spirits were whispering in his eyes.
That is a blessing from the dead.
Under Uncle Jiu's divine eye, the breath of death not only did not devour Chu Xiao's flesh and blood, but instead put Chu Xiao in a strange state of being neither alive nor dead.
"The evil magic in this evil book is really weird. It actually uses the dead energy to make Chu Xiao enter a state similar to a near-death state. Naturally, he can see ghosts!"
The deathly energy that originally could only bring death in Uncle Jiu's mind actually blessed Chu Xiao.
It really proves the old saying that all roads lead to Rome, and all kinds of power have their merits.
Both of them have opened their third eyes and can see ghosts with their own eyes. The next natural step is to rush into the haunted house and rescue Qiu Sheng.
Uncle Jiu, holding a copper coin ring sword and a yellow talisman in his hand, entered the haunted house before Chu Xiao. Chu Xiao followed him in lightly.
When they came to the window, they could already hear the sweet whispers in the wind and the peach blossoms filling their ears. They secretly raised their heads to look into the window at the boudoir.
The girl's boudoir, which was originally filled with fragrant candles and spring scenery, suddenly turned into a dilapidated old house covered with dust and cobwebs under the gaze of the eyes of heaven and earth.
On the bed, the naked Qiu Sheng was entangled with a hideous female ghost.
As the saying goes, dying under the peony flowers is also a romantic ghost.
Qiu Sheng's life experience at this moment is that the female ghost died, and she was also romantic as a ghost.
Even if I die of exhaustion, I will die in style.
Qiu Sheng, who was originally energetic, now had a sallow complexion, his energy was exhausted, and his kidney energy was extremely weak.
It seemed like he would die on the bed at any moment.
Uncle Jiu was so angry when he saw his disappointing apprentice. And with Chu Xiao beside him, he couldn't curse at all.
"Brother Chu, I'm sorry to make you laugh!"
"It's okay. It's understandable that young people are impulsive and do stupid things. But if we don't take action now, I'm afraid Qiu Sheng will be killed by the female ghost."
"Hmph, this kid isn't so easy to kill. This is probably the happiest moment for him," said Uncle Jiu. He was about to activate the copper coin sword to catch the female ghost off guard and take the initiative to attack her, but he was stopped by Chu Xiao.
"Brother Chu? Why are you stopping me?"
Chu Xiao hurriedly explained, "Don't be surprised, Uncle Jiu. I love collecting rare treasures all my life. Do you know this?"
Uncle Jiu's mouth twitched, and he said in shock as he looked at the female ghost with a hideous face that was too ugly to look at.
"You also collect such a scary female ghost?! Brother Chu Dao's taste..."
After hearing this, Chu Xiao looked at the female ghost again, his stomach churned for a while, and he quickly explained.
"Uncle Jiu, you think too much. In addition to my hobby of collecting rare treasures, I also like to fight with strange spirits and ghosts."
"Although this female ghost is... ugh!... I still can't resist the urge to fight her, please help me, fellow Taoist."
Uncle Jiu was bewildered, and the copper-coin-wire sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He said helplessly, "Brother Chu Dao really has a hobby... No, a hobby! Then if you want to, go ahead!"
Chu Xiao was overjoyed and said, "Thank you Daochengyou for your help."