"That's a monster." Tassel, who had recovered to the point where he could easily identify the demonic energy, said impatiently, "I sensed the demonic energy."
Qin Yi has always felt that it is magical to sense demonic energy.
After the monster takes shape, it is no different from humans, and there is no stench of animals. Like Ye Ling Cheng Huang, they are both fragrant, one is fragrant and pleasant, the other is charming, and the two have different fragrances. How the hell does this tell the difference...
So I asked.
Liusu said badly, "Who told you that you smell it through your nose. Demons and people have different cultivation foundations, and the qi created by cultivation is naturally different. This is to be screened with spiritual sense, not nose!"
"Then that just now, what kind of monster is that?"
"That's a mouse, a good ingredient."
"Ingredients?"
"Yeah, it tastes good, and it can also increase your affinity for thunder and lightning after using it. Changed to Chenghuang's favorite food, maybe she was stewed by her, no wonder she didn't dare to enter the demon city..."
"Why do I think this thing you're talking about is called Pikachu."
"what is that?"
While speaking, the Taoist priest Qinghe had already arrived at the well surrounded by the crowd. Qin Yi also stopped deserting with Liusu, and squeezed his head to look.
This well is very deep, and most people can't see it to the end. With Qin Yi's eyesight now, he can easily see that the bottom is dry. In this rainy weather, there is actually no stagnant water below, and some dampness can be seen gradually being absorbed at the bottom of the well.
If it is said that the groundwater is dry, it will not even run out of water in the stinky ditch... This is not the problem of the well, and "pipe dredging profession" is mostly meaningless.
Qin Yi's expression was a little dignified, and he felt that there was something underneath... It was an unconventional force that was affecting everything.
Is it the rat's fault
What's the point of having a well
At this time, the head of the family also heard the wind, and smiled at Qinghe Daochang: "It's really a shame to trouble the Daoist to drive the trivial matters at home."
This is that Wang Yuanwai... Qin Yi took a look, but it was an elegant-looking old man, looking a bit temperamental, but with a pair of triangular eyes, his face was not very good. Liusu didn't learn divination, and naturally he didn't learn physiognomy. Qin Yi couldn't judge people by their appearance, so he looked away after a glance.
The Daoist Master Na Qinghe stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Whether it is a blockage or some other influence, the poor road only needs to cast a spell to draw the ground water to flow, the blockage will open, and the force will disperse, but it's just a trivial matter."
Wang Yuanwai was overjoyed and said, "Then there will be a Taoist priest who works hard, and the reward will satisfy the Taoist priest."
"Just for the sake of peace in the village, why pay for it?" The Taoist priest Qinghe said sternly: "Please prepare a magic weapon."
"What kind of magic weapon does the Taoist priest need?"
"The case of ebony incense, yellow paper with ten thousand dollars, cinnabar peach wood, three hundred and sixty-five stars and lights in the courtyard..." Daoist Qinghe kept reporting more than a dozen things along the way.
Wang Yuan's face turned green.
Qin Yi was stunned.
The techniques Tassel taught him never required these mediums and strange "dojos". After a single trick was completed, only various corresponding items were needed for the formation of the formation. Of course, it is also understandable why others need media tools. In fact, it is the same as human beings using tools. Things that cannot be done by themselves can be done with the help of tools.
I don’t know if it’s the cultivation philosophy of Taoist Qinghe himself, or if the practice of modern times is different from ancient times, from focusing more on oneself to relying more on external forces.
After tossing around in the yard for a long time, it was already dark, and the heavy rain had stopped slightly, only the drizzle remained, which was very comfortable on the face.
The dojo has been prepared, lights are lit around, and the Taoist priest Qinghe holds a wooden sword and steps on the seven stars, chanting words.
"Ji!" A sword stabbed out, strung with yellow paper flying in the air.
With a "bang", the yellow paper burned itself, and there was a hidden spiritual energy.
The crowd applauded loudly.
"It's a bit of a real technique." Tassel commented: "It's just too stupid, the form is greater than the reality, a simple trick of water diversion has been made more complicated than the life extension technique. If people's practice is like this, it is really disappointing."
With the voice, the spiritual energy in the well swirled, and the groundwater was slowly overflowing like a vortex with the naked eye.
Chief Qinghe stretched out his finger to the well and made a tick upwards.
Groundwater poured out.
"The finger is out of the water!" The housekeepers were overjoyed.
Qin Yi was amazed by this sentence.
Daoist Qinghe retracted his fingers proudly, and just as he turned the wooden sword upside down and was about to finish his work, the water fell silently and slowly, and disappeared directly from the sight of everyone.
Daoist Qinghe was stunned for a moment, and quickly drew his sword and swung it.
"Bang!" Electricity seemed to explode in the well, and the last jet of water rushed up, spraying him all over his face.
But there was no sound in the well, and it became dry again.
"Pfft..." Tassel was overjoyed: "Interesting, interesting."
Qin Yi frowned.
There was a faint smell from the bottom of the well... a desolate smell, just like being in the desert.
It is obvious that there is groundwater, the water veins have not dried up, and it is still raining in the sky, how can it feel like a desert
What about the current
Na Qinghe Daoist had a disheartened face, and said sternly: "The demons here are powerful, Wang Yuanwai can prepare another magic weapon, and tomorrow the poor Daoist will fight to the death!"
Qin Yi frowned and quietly retreated.
"Hey!" The butler saw Qin Yi who was about to slip away, and suddenly shouted, "You said you are here to dredge the well! Why don't you go down and have a try?"
Unblock your sister, do you rush down into the well to kill yourself
Facing Qinghe Daoist's eyes that looked like his competitors, Qin Yi brushed the corners of his clothes and said with a smile, "I have no choice but to tell the truth now that Xiaosheng can connect to any wells, I just heard that Miss Wang's family is knowledgeable and reasonable, so I came here specially. one sight."
"Really?" The corridor rang with a "dong, dong, dong" sound, and after a while, a meat ball weighing more than 300 kilograms rushed out, pushing Daoist Qinghe away all the way: "Who wants to see me?"
Qin Yi had long since fled.
Even if you let Super Mario come over, you can't unclog the barrel of the tank!
"It's really bad luck." Qin Yi put away his umbrella angrily, let the drizzle hit his face, and walked to the only lively place in the town at night.
It was a small inn.
As soon as he walked to the door of the inn, he was stunned for a moment.
Inside was a fat man in a yellow coat sitting behind the counter, staring straight at the door.
That gaze was not looking at Qin Yi, but behind him.
Qin Yi turned back, but saw that there was the direction of Wang Yuanwaifu, and the lights were still visible at this time. From this angle, the smoke rising from the lights gathers lightly, and it looks like a human figure from a distance...
And all the rainwater passed through this human figure and disappeared.
"The shopkeeper?" Qin Yi suddenly shouted, "Here is a pot of wine and two catties of cooked beef."
The fat man in yellow shivered, and put on a philistine smile: "Guest officer, just sit down for a while, just fine."
Qin Yi found a corner and sat down at random. Looking at the fat shopkeeper drinking wine, he smiled with great interest: "What was the shopkeeper looking at just now?"
Then a drinker spit out the wine, haha patted the table and laughed: "The shopkeeper admires Miss Wang's family, thinking about it, who knows?"
The inn was full of laughter, and the fat shopkeeper just laughed.
Qin Yi's eyes became more and more meaningful.
A changeling monster, a strange well.
A seemingly failed spell cast turned into a human-shaped puff of smoke.
It is said that this is because of admiration for a tank, no matter whether others believe it or not, Qin Yi does not believe it...