Well, who is this
Tai Sui's slack spiritual consciousness condensed slightly, piercing through the water mist on the river, he "saw" that the boat was not equipped with a steam wheel, and no one was paddling, but he was able to ignore the turbulent water flow of the gorge and walk in a straight line.
A thin and tall "man" stood at the bow of the boat, with a small pot hanging on his finger.
"He" was dressed in rags, his face was covered with a thin layer of flesh and bones, the bridge of his nose was almost steep, and there was a circular scar on the left side of his face from the corner of the eye to the lower jaw—it was exposed to the sun, and it was covered by wind and frost. On the contrary, it is not so obvious - there are several bandages wrapped around the neck, it may be too thin, and when the head is raised, the neck seems to be really protruding.
If it hadn't been for Tai Sui who "heard" her talking, he would almost miss her at first glance.
Her appearance is not very good-looking, it is the opposite of "lively and bright" and "round and jade-like", and the four characters "dangping and wandering" are hung from head to toe, with a bitter look.
But inexplicably, Tai Sui felt kind to her when he saw her.
I saw this woman in men's clothing who could pretend to be real took a sip of wine, took out a reincarnation wooden card from her bosom and stroked it a few times—different from the god cards popular in Yehu Township, it was a "safe and sound card" with nothing engraved on it .
She was sloppy, but the wooden sign was wiped clean, and even the knots were new.
Tai Sui "heard" her and said: "Lingshan has a boundary, and Chu State is not an unowned land like a land of chaos. After crossing the Xiajiang River, it is the territory of Sanyue. I am afraid that your spiritual sense will not pass. What can I do?" Is it?"
Tai Sui didn't hear what the person in Reincarnation Muli answered, but saw the woman waited for a while, raised her eyebrows, and put the wooden sign away again: "Understood, alright."
Tai Sui looked at her in surprise, she had wine in her mouth, and she didn't speak directly just now.
This is a direct link to the Lingtai, using spiritual consciousness to talk
Immortal artifacts used for communication generally have no geographical restrictions, but spiritual consciousness cannot be casually crossed.
Today's national boundaries are not set by people, but by Lingshan. The five great spirit mountains echo each other, but they also exclude each other. Together with the Zhenshan Formation of several sects, the world is clearly divided. If anyone ignores the boundaries and casually probes into the borders of other countries, he must be prepared to be backlashed by others. Otherwise, the spiritual consciousness of the Shengling Chanshui could penetrate thousands of mountains and rivers. If they could casually spy on the secrets of other countries, wouldn’t it be a mess
From what she meant, the person who communicated with her consciousness in Reincarnation Wood was not in Chudi—according to the accent, it was Wanren's face.
"It's strange," Tai Sui Xin said, "This girl was talking to a Wan person on the border between the two countries, why did I hear it? Just because they used the reincarnated wood as the medium of communication?"
This feels strange, as if he accidentally opened someone else's private message.
Tai Sui didn't speak hastily, but just secretly watched the woman in men's clothes.
She crossed the river in a leisurely manner, and landed among the businessmen from the two countries, with a perfunctory document. However, it is close to Daji in Yehu Township, and the evil spirits from all walks of life in Tao County come and go frequently. The border guards dare not be too strict, so they turn a blind eye.
It might be too expensive, but she didn't stay in Shiqili Town, and lived in a relatively remote place in Tao County. In fact, it has already passed the limit of what Tai Sui's spiritual consciousness can reach, but for some reason, Tai Sui can always lock her easily.
She can make the boat move without wind, and she seems to have a spiritual wound on her face. She must be a monk, but she doesn't look like a monk. Tai Sui watched her for several days, but he didn't see her draw a talisman.
Every day, she walks the streets of Tao County with a small burden, selling "silver pan lottery". point award. There are also a few exquisite small wooden carvings on her shelf. The carvings are all kinds of spirit beasts, which are so lifelike that they will run when placed on the ground. It is said that only one can be drawn out of a thousand. Within a few days, he hooked up a bunch of little kids and chased her around, calling her "Boss Wei", and the business was pretty good.
Shiqili Town is like the eye of the storm, and the surrounding atmosphere is getting more and more tense. Only this heterogeneous time is quiet and good, shouting "See you at the opening" in different places every day.
Tai Sui had never seen this kind of business before, he finally broke free from the torture of endless divine cards for a short time, it was the first time in five years that he was so relaxed, at first he just glanced at it casually when his consciousness was alarmed. As a result, I watched the children's lottery draw for a few days, and I was a little overwhelmed, and I couldn't sleep anymore. I wished I could buy one myself.
The silver plate color has been sold for several days, but no one has been able to get the limited wood carving.
In the evening of this day, Boss Wei closed the stall and found a teahouse to rest. There were three tightly bound people sitting at a table next to them. They looked like they were hurting their spirit orifices. They glanced at the poor peddler, but they didn't care. I didn't even think about that. I worked so hard to find a Dao heart to build a foundation, and this life will come to an end. In the future, if I can become a backer, the rest is to find a way to live a few more years, and push back the madness. Who knew something... It doesn't matter if she comes out, folk monks in the four countries are crazy, as far as I know, there have been a few powerful foundation-building masters going to retreat in the past few years... I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing. Don't you want to ascend to the spirit and run around?"
Another person said: "That's outrageous. With the aura and resources in the mortal world, how many spirits can you sustain?"
"It can be said," his companion said worriedly, "in the past, the foundation builders didn't show up easily, because they were afraid that in the future they would fight for resources further, wouldn't we people have no way to survive? Hey, have you heard that? She said that she would sell items at the Yehu Township fair... the spirit bone of the sword god."
"It's too arrogant, Sanyue can bear this?"
"I'm afraid there will be a lot of fun watching the Wild Fox Township Fair this time..."
Boss Wei drank his tea slowly, while listening to the people next to him talk about the great monster who has never been seen before or since. Before finishing a bowl of tea, a child in the middle of the house jumped up and down with a piece of thatch in his mouth. In front of her: "Boss, I'll buy a silver dish."
After he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes, looked past Boss Wei, and glanced up. Coincidentally, he happened to meet Shang Tai Sui's gaze.
Tai Sui was taken aback, the child had a pair of narrow and slanted eyes, as if a pair of cunning adult eyes were forcibly attached to the child, how strange it looked... Most importantly, he seemed to have seen these eyes somewhere .
Boss Wei took ten Wen from him and handed him the silver plate. The child picked and picked for a while before finding a ticket: "Quickly draw the lottery."
The lottery ticket was opened, but it was empty.
Tai Sui saw Boss Wei selling hundreds of lottery tickets, this was the first time he saw empty tickets.
"Oh, empty tickets, short tickets are wonderful," the weird child danced, "whatever you write is what you want."
Boss Wei drank the remaining half of the bowl of water in one gulp, put away the silver plate and sighed: "Okay, creditor, let's go."
The child jumped up and took her hand, jumped two steps and then turned around, fingering his lower eyelids, he made a face at the three ignorant folk monks at the next table: "Slightly."
Tai Sui suddenly remembered - he remembered that it was also a wild fox town fair, his consciousness was trapped on a semi-doll that was about to be sold, and it was being exposed to the sun in a daze, for people to check its condition. When he was a little confused, he suddenly met a pair of sly eyes.
With just one glance, Tai Sui's spiritual consciousness, which was almost integrated with the half puppet, woke up.
It was a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard. He was easily forgotten when he was in the crowd, but his eyes looked like a ghost crawling out of an abyss. Just looking at him made one feel chills all over his body. The middle-aged man was holding his lower eyelid with one hand across the crowd, and made an identical grimace at him from a distance.
If that person is not mentally ill, and he likes to make funny faces for the dolls placed there... Then he is probably the only outsider who has had contact with Tai Sui's spiritual consciousness for so many years.
Tai Sui was about to catch up, but his spiritual consciousness suddenly seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't take another step forward.
At this moment, a murmur came from the ear of the Reincarnated Wood God Statue, and it pulled his consciousness back fiercely.
The divine consciousness released by Tai Sui suddenly withdrew into the statue, and when he opened his eyes, he smelled a pungent smell of spices, and immediately wanted to dig the incense burner to bury it—Xu Ru deliberately swore to hang high above his head, but he didn’t dare Neglect, really "burning incense and bathing", and I don't know how many thousand catties of spices were used, but he didn't eat cured meat, he marinated himself to taste.
Wearing snake skin, Xu Rucheng put incense on the Reincarnated Wood God Statue solemnly, and silently recited the name of the evil god in his heart. Before the incense was inserted into the incense burner, he heard a gloomy voice saying: "Cheng Baoer, if you are violent now dead, the corpse will not rot for five hundred years."
Xu Rucheng trembled and broke the stick.
"Go, go, go, don't order, you are enough to repel insects," Tai Sui said violently, "If you have something to say, you can fart."
Xu Rucheng regained his composure and said, "Senior, Qilin Wei just came to see me."
Qilinwei is the outer gate of Sanyue, which is equivalent to Tianji Pavilion in Chu State.
"What are you doing, you were frightened and asked me to smooth your hair?" Tai Sui yawned indifferently, "What's new about Qilin Guards? Yehu Township pays a lot of protection fees to Qilin Guards every year. There are people from Qilin Guard who come here in disguise to search for things. Their governor is the most shameless. They don’t give any money, so they just send a note. You can do it properly, and the Qilin Guard doesn’t bother to look at it. With your ugly face, everyone is trading money and power, and you don't have a deep friendship, so you can't easily expose your trap."
Xu Rucheng said: "They brought a great power to ascend the spirit of the Three Mountains, and asked me to hand over the inscription array map of the entire Yehu Township. , why would there be a cultivator in person? Could it be that the rumors are true, Qiu... "
"Hush." Tai Sui interrupted him suddenly, "You know she might have come here, yet you dare to raise Ling's name."
Sheng Ling's name can usually be mentioned, but if Qiu Sha really wanted to come to Yehu Township, her consciousness would probably have swept over by now—so even if she came to see the Snake King, who was not on the table, Qilin Wei They also came here accompanied by their inner sect masters, in case Qiu Sha "heard" him.
Xu Rucheng lowered his voice subconsciously: "This is the frontier, and Sanyue's inner sect will definitely not let her leave Chudi alive. I'm afraid there will be a big mess...Senior, have you seen Qiu Sha? How should we deal with it?"
At this time, Tai Sui suddenly fell silent strangely, Xu Rucheng waited for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Senior..."
Tai Sui hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there anything on your body that can contact your Patriarch?"
Xu Rucheng was taken aback, and pressed the mustard seed in his arms.
Tai Sui sighed: "Silly Baoer, why don't you take it out and have a look?"
Xu Rucheng took out the communication fairy inexplicably, and was shocked: "This..."
I saw that the fairy weapon that was lying in his mustard seed was not being moved automatically. It seemed that an invisible hand was using his fairy weapon to send a message to Lu Wu's headquarters in front of him.
And if he hadn't been reminded by the evil god, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
The man didn't bother to imitate his handwriting at all, he wrote Dawan characters in one hand, and the strokes were as rigid as chiseled in with a knife and axe. When Xu Rucheng found out, the handwriting was only slightly paused, and then the arrogant words continued to emerge. , writes in one go:
On the seventh day of July, Yehu Township will give me a helping hand, and I will lend you a chance to "Look at the River" after the event is completed—autumn.
Xu Rucheng's hands trembled, and he almost missed the celestial weapon in his hand.
They sneaked into the Chu country this time and crossed the Ming Road at Xuanyin Mountain. Considering that the Chu country was too chaotic, the immortal artifacts they brought out were all "super-grade".
The skin that Xu Rucheng wore looked inconspicuous, but it was actually produced by the serious Platinum Moon Peak—something he couldn't afford even if he sold it. There are sixty-four second-class inscriptions inlaid under the skin, as long as he clamps his tail and does not use aura, and the master on the opposite side has no malicious intentions, and does not take the initiative to search his body and soul, even Shengling will not be able to find anything.
Sheng Ling from Sanyue's inner sect was fooled by him face to face, but someone here has figured out their old background!
"Qiu Sha is going to show up at the Yehu Township Fair. Now Yehu Township must be more than people from Nanwan Xuanyin. Is she going to provoke a war of ascension in the mortal world?" Tai Sui thought about the grimace, and thought casually, "This Back to Yehu Township, who is the fox? And... what is 'Wangchuan'?"
On the outskirts of Jinping City, on the pilgrimage road, in the Luoma Pavilion.
Zhou Ying leaned in a dusty carriage, her gaze stayed on the word "Wangchuan" for a moment, she threw the celestial artifact, and said with a sneer, "I'm so willing to spend the money."
Bai Ling frowned and asked: "Lu Wu's disguise can even be hidden from Sanyue's inner sect, why is it easily seen through by her? Who is she?"
"Most of the fairy artifacts brought by Lu Wu come from Platinum Moon Peak, and the things made by Lin Chi's disciples cannot be separated from his way." Zhou Ying said slowly, "It is said that this autumn killing has a relationship with Lord Huixiang of Lancang back then. Qian, it is normal for her to see through the gadgets produced by the Moon Peak."
Bai Ling was taken aback: "Mr. Hui Xiang whose fairy bones were removed eight hundred years ago because of the gold plating on the moon?"
Zhou Ying didn't say a word, he suddenly sat up slightly, and opened the car curtain a crack.
I saw a convoy just coming this way and wanted to change sedan chairs at Luoma Pavilion.
It was Yongning Marquis who led the way on horseback. Marquis dismounted himself and helped an old lady out of the car.
The old man's head could no longer find a few black hairs, and she seemed to be a bit shorter than in memory, and she fell to the ground tremblingly. She almost couldn't even reach Master Hou's chest, and she looked like she was about to shrink.
After getting out of the car and changing the sedan chair, she was also out of breath after walking a few steps, and she tapped the cane very urgently... Her legs and feet were so inflexible, she didn't know what to go to Nansheng Temple to ask for something.
Bering closed his mouth winkingly.
After Zhou Ying watched the old lady get into the sedan chair and her back disappeared on the spotless pilgrimage road, Bai Ling said in a low voice: "The old lady is in good spirits, and she looks tough."
"I'm back." Zhou Ying put down the car curtain expressionlessly, and naturally connected to the topic just now, as if there was no silence in the middle, "Since she came to the door, we might as well give her a hand. She is so sincere, I'll also do her a small favor - send a question to Xuanyin's Inner Sect to tell all the immortals that Qiusha is going to sell Xiang Zhao's remains at the Wild Fox Village Fair on the seventh day of July, and contacted Lu Wu."
"Yes," Bering replied, and asked again, "What does she mean by this letter? Excuse my ignorance, what is 'Wangchuan'?"
Zhou Ying smiled softly: "It is one of the most mysterious posthumous works of Mr. Huixiang back then. It is said that it can cross the river of forgetfulness and sneak into any forbidden place in the world."
For example, there is no crossing the sea.
Lu Wu's Wentian soon arrived at the main peak of Xuanyin Inner Sect. The disciple who received the letter had finished reading it and was about to report it when a hand suddenly reached out and took the "Wentian" scroll.
The disciple looked back and was taken aback: "Uncle Lin Chi?"
The most reclusive peak leader in Xuanyin's inner sect waved his hand: "Speak to Elder Si Li for me, I want to ask for an order to descend from the mountain."