Chang Li squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then continued to explain to Mu Mu: "Ghost meat is made from corpses. It is infected with anger and grows into the shape of a mushroom. However, the evil energy in the corpse is condensed in the evil place outside, and the mushroom itself will never grow. If you are not charming, you will not be able to become a spirit.WWw.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.COm”
Wen Leyang nodded belatedly: "I also find it strange, who can build a temple in that place."
Mu Mu was only thinking about Ah Dan's matter and didn't know how to ask. She looked extremely anxious.
"The ghost meat will slowly turn into a mushroom when it is constantly angry, but in the end, girl, do you know what shape it will take?" Changli glanced at Mumu with a half-smile but not a smile: "It will change its shape. , flesh and blood, meridians, bones, even hair, teeth, eyeballs and bones, but it can’t walk, it can’t move, it can’t grow, it can’t think, it’s just a skin that can’t die or live!”
Although the sun was shining brightly above their heads and the grass was growing and flying around them, Wen Leyang and the others couldn't help but burst into tears when they thought about what they faced in the gloomy underground cave of the ruined temple instead of a piece of mushrooms but a group of pale-skinned living dead. Got goosebumps. Fortunately, Erniang and the others went in early. If they had waited until the ghost flesh turned into a human form before going in, Qingmiao's appetite would probably not be that good.
Changli's smile dispelled the gloomy feeling just now: "Even if ghost meat turns into a human form, it is still a dead thing, but it is the best place to use it to nourish the soul. The soul and the ghost The meat grows together, and when the mushroom changes shape, the person will be alive again!"
"What about Ah Dan?" the three teenagers asked together.
Chang Li glanced at the bald boy who was riding a horse through Wenjia Village. The expression on his face was a bit puzzling: "You guys accidentally broke the mushroom. The soul that hasn't been developed yet has no sanity and is just a piece of cake." Soul power is the best supplement for zombie dolls! According to me, after a year and a half, Ah Dan should be able to live a serious life! But... "
Chang Li's twist suddenly froze the surprise on the faces of the three teenagers: "The resurrection of the dead will bring about divine punishment!"
Wen Leyang suddenly felt that after Changli traveled around the world this time. He also possesses the basic qualities of Wen Buzuo. He said one sentence after another that he was not anxious at all. The three of them were almost dying of anxiety. Xiao Yi and Mu Mu were also the same. They asked in unison: "What kind of divine punishment?"
Changli was also helpless. He muttered to himself: "I really don't understand anything!" before going on to explain: "God's punishment is heaven's calamity! The soul is resurrected in the ghost flesh. The whole Shadi will help him share the heaven's calamity. Ghost flesh is inherently Live and grow together with Sha Di. When the divine punishment comes, Sha Di will naturally share the burden with him. But Ah Dan can’t. He has gained soul power. The day of resurrection will be the time of the natural disaster!”
Wen Leyang asked: "How powerful is the natural disaster?" In fact, he didn't even ask. He also knows that Heavenly Tribulation is not a worry-free thing. But now it's on Ah Dan's head. This ethereal thing must be quantified. In order to prepare. For example, get a high-grade alloy insulated box or something.
Changli shook his head. Frankly said: "I don't know either. Heavenly tribulations may be big or small depending on the person. However, the resurrection of the dead is equivalent to the reversal of yin and yang. It shouldn't be minor." After finishing speaking. Suddenly he smiled: "It's still early anyway. Don't think about these things. When the day comes, the two little rabbits and I will come to help. Hey, we will practice together for almost ten thousand years. Help that boy share the calamity. It may not be difficult
Wen Leyang, Xiao Yi and Mu Mu let out a sigh of relief at the same time. The look in her eyes showed admiration and gratitude. There are also complaints that you should have said this earlier.
Wen Leyang thought a little more: "That soul. Was it planted by someone? Or did it go into ghost flesh on its own?" After speaking, he paused. He also told Chang Li about the injuries to the big and small rabbit demons.
Chang Li was not too surprised: "Of course it was planted by the monks. The soul was already in dilapidated condition. The body must have been shattered by the force of sex. Maybe it was relatives or fellow disciples who saved his soul. The soul was planted. In the mushroom. The two little rabbits were injured. I don’t know if it has anything to do with it." She smiled as she spoke. His eyes once again lit up with a mischievous light: "It's over when you get a wife. Let's go to the temple and ask them both."
In Chang Li's heart, even if the sky falls, it will not delay her from watching the Yizigong show.
But Wen Leyang kept asking endlessly: "That's not right. Why aren't the people who planted the souls guarding the temple? If someone comes in, they might damage the mushrooms."
Changli was impatient. First he lifted his nose and sniffed. He cheered: "The smell of fish!" Then he explained to Wen Leyang like a barrage: "The average person can't enter the Shadi, and even if they enter, they can't touch the soul-nurturing mushroom. Didn't someone from your Wen family go to hug the mushroom? I was almost sucked dry. That is to say, the weird set of wrong punches he left behind can break the spell, and you destroyed the mushroom." After saying that, without looking back, he jumped up and down and walked towards the kitchen with a face full of joy. .
As soon as Chang Li opened the kitchen door, a rough voice inside yelled: "Get out! I hate being disturbed the most when I'm cooking!"
Wen Leyang was so frightened that he lost all his carrots. He was about to rush over to save the cook, but he didn't expect the majestic Chang Li to smile and say to the room: "You are busy, you are busy, I don't dare to disturb you, cook well and make it delicious." Ah, put less chili pepper."
"Come on, I don't need anyone else to tell me how to cook!"
Changli shrank his neck and stepped back, vomiting playfully and cunningly at the three teenagers, his big eyes seemed to be drooling...
In the next few days, Changli lived comfortably in Wenjia Village. When he was not doing anything, he wandered around humming to Persian cats. Except for Wen Leyang, Xiaoyi and Mumu, he basically did not talk to anyone else, and occasionally Looking at other people with a straight face is considered as giving face.
Wen Leyang asked Chang Li several times if he had found any clues about Master Tuoxie in the past year and a half, but Chang Li ignored him at all. This grandma has a very feline nature, so she doesn't need to ask what she wants to say. She didn't even bother to deal with it if she didn't want to say it.
It didn't take long for Er Niang to bring Xiao Chi Maojiu and the existing masters in the Miao village to Jiuding Mountain. They paid a grand visit to Grandma Shizu. Chang Li really praised Er Niang. If it weren't for this woman, , now the world no longer has the word "seedlings do not pay".
When Er Niang and Xiao Chi Maojiu saw Wen Leyang and Mu Mu, they were very affectionate and decided to give Wen Leyang some young girls. Wen Leyang was so anxious that he just said to me secretly, don't say it in front of Mu Mu.
Mu Mu held Xiao Yi's hand and looked at Wen Leyang with a smile: "I don't care, if you like it, just accept it."
Wen Buzuo rubbed his palms from the side and smiled at Er Niang: "Er Niang. Apart from Wen Leyang, there are other good young men on Jiuding Mountain. I am a big boss and I don't even have a wife..."
Er Niang pondered for a moment: "We Miao girls don't have any particular requirements for marrying, we just want our man to be a real man."
Wen Buzuo slapped his thigh: "Then after I marry my wife, why don't I talk less?"
Er Niang laughed loudly and patted Wen Buzuo on the shoulder boldly: "I'll tell you, old man, when I go back this time, I'll take you two brothers together. Go to the village to meet each other!"
Wen Bu was overjoyed: "Then don't forget, you have to tell Grandpa Fourth, he is the leader of our dead brand." Several people were gathering together and talking nonsense. Changli suddenly beamed with joy and ran to Wen Leyang like a gust of wind: "It's coming, it's coming! The troupe is here!"
Er Niang still didn't know about Yizigong, and she still wondered with a puzzled look on her face. Wen Bucao invited a theater troupe when there was a happy event
Sure enough, after a while, a melodious flute sounded from all directions at the same time, with a cheerful rhythm and a light tune. The sound was loud but not harsh, making people smile involuntarily when they heard it. I wish I could throw away everything I was doing and dance to the sound of the flute.
Tens of thousands of colorful butterflies flew up from nowhere. The waves of their wings sprinkled layers of crystal colors, and they flew gracefully in the air. The sound of the flute became more melodious and happy, and the butterflies of various colors began to gradually appear. They are clearly organized and arranged into gorgeous arches according to their own colors, but there is no shadow in the sunlight.
Little Chi Maojiu and Ah Dan cheered in unison, and only then did Wen Leyang realize that there were seven colors of butterflies in the sky, commanded by the sound of the flute. The colorful rainbow of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple was divided into seven directions, like ribbons fluttering in the wind. They separated at first, and then slowly merged again, and finally condensed into a dazzling rainbow that stretches straight from Jiuding Mountain to the horizon! Layers of halo spread from the rainbow, and the entire Jiuding Mountain was surrounded by the intoxicating fragrance.
The sound of the flute is getting louder and louder, and the mesmerizing high-pitched sound keeps rising and rising, like endless gentle waves. Whenever everyone thinks it is about to disappear. There will always be a new and moving scale suddenly rushed to a new and moving scale in the slightest.
Finally, the bright tone is stunning and stunning. There was a crisp blast, and the rainbow covered with colorful butterflies in the sky glowed with dazzling brilliance at the same time. The moment the flute ended, it turned into an overwhelming rain of petals!
Changli's eyes were full of excitement now, staring intently at the beautiful scenery in mid-air that was more brilliant than the fireworks, and said happily to Wen Leyang: "Yizigong has put a lot of thought into doing this!"
Wen Leyang chuckled: "I don't want to take the lead and give our Wen family a show of strength."
Chang Li let out a sigh and glanced at Wen Leyang: "When did you become smarter?"
At this time, a strong and deep voice came from far down the mountain: "Luohai Lake Yizi Palace, Maheshui, please go up the mountain to meet with the parents of the Wen family in western Sichuan to discuss anything."
Now the four old men of the Wen family all had angry expressions on their faces. No matter how angry a person was, they would not want to shout from the bottom of the mountain. This man named Ma used magic. It was obvious that he was using magic to bully the Wen family. I sent someone down the mountain to inform me, but when I came up, I was already a little short.
The old Taoist and the monk could not do this, but the two brothers' attention was obviously not here, and they were all smiling. The monk followed the four old ladies and explained: "There are three giants in the Yizi Palace. The eldest is Xia, the second is Ma, The third child’s surname is Wei, and people on the cultivation path secretly call them Xia Mawei. This Maheshui is the younger brother of the second head of Yizi Palace, and he is considered an important figure in Yizi Palace.”
The old Taoist said to Wen Tunhai without any seriousness: "He calls for drinking water, which is worse than yours, Tunhai!"
The four old men and uncles all had pale faces and ignored the two monks.
Manager Gou was full of excitement, muttering: "Second Master Ma is here." He wanted to go down the mountain to greet him.
Changli smiled, her bright eyes passing over everyone's faces, and finally waved her hand towards Wen Buzuo, stretched out her slender fingers like spring onions, and drew a complex symbol in mid-air. Her fingers were like The sharp cat claws seemed to tear the air with each stroke. A gray-black mottled trail was left.
After the seal script was formed in mid-air, it shook violently, and as Changli's gesture sank into Wen Budo's body, Changli looked at Wen Budo with a smile: "You tell me?" The kiss of the second of the three giants My younger brother has a high status and a high reputation in the path of cultivation. It is not inferior to the seats in the five major Zen monasteries of the Great Mercy Temple. He is considered to be on the same level. This time, he came to Wen Bucao on behalf of Yizigong. He first used magic to create a beautiful formation, and then used sound transmission technology. At this moment, he was proud Smiling, waiting for the Wen family to come and pick her up.
After a while, there was no movement on the mountain, and Maheshui laughed. Just as he was about to transmit the message again, suddenly a voice more violent than thunder suddenly blasted from his ears: "What did you tell me to say, ouch... Damn it. Why is it so loud... The surrounding dense mountains and forests were shaken. shake.
After a while, the voice lowered its voice tentatively: "Hey... hello..." It was still like thunder.
After a while, a villain's arrogance rose to the sky, and the voice burst into laughter with all its strength. It was still pretending at the beginning, but later it turned into genuine joy. For someone who pursues gossip and talking as his lifelong pursuit, For Wen Buzuo, the sudden and earth-shaking loud voice really made him very satisfied.
Compare the sound of Maheshui just now with that of Wen Bu who was cast a spell by Changli. Like a frog and a tiger roaring at each other.
Maheshui felt one giant thunder after another blasting deep in his eardrums, and looked at the mountainside in confusion.
Uncle Wen felt relieved after he was angry. He smiled and ordered Wen Bu Do: "Stop talking nonsense and let them come up."
Wen Buzuo let out a thunderous oh, and shouted at the foot of the mountain with great treasure: "Men at the foot of the mountain, please come up!"
Maheshui's voice was the same as before, not getting louder at all: "Then I'm sorry." After a while, in the rain of petals still flying. Two big men, one in red and one in green, carried a sliding pole and jumped all the way up the mountain, almost without touching the ground.
Wen Buzuo whispered to his three-inch brother, "Are you making a movie?" He was startled when he said the words, and his voice could be heard on the road at the bottom of the mountain.
Maheshui looked to be in his fifties. He was not tall but had a strong body. He jumped off the sliding pole after entering the village. Gou Changxi and Twelve Yue hurriedly came forward and bowed respectfully at the entrance of the village: "Gou Changxi has met Mr. Ma." With that said, he waved his hand, and Twelve months behind him quickly took the sliding pole from the hands of the two big men.
Maheshui just nodded slightly towards him, and then said to everyone in the village with a smile: "Who is the head of the Wen family? Maheshui takes the liberty of interrupting. Please forgive me." The tone of his words was flat, that is, you are welcome. Not arrogant either.
Wen Tunhai quickly walked out of the crowd. He cupped his hands and smiled and said: "We are really flattered by the immortals descending to the earth in a remote country. I don't know why, but my hard work has brought me great success." The uncle's smile was sincere and his words were polite, but his tone always made people feel uncomfortable. Such a hint of ridicule.
Maheshui didn't take it seriously and continued to ask with a smile, "Who is your Excellency?"
"It's easy to say. I'm Wen Tunhai. If you have anything to do with me, please tell me."
Maheshui nodded clearly: "It turns out he is Wen Leyang's uncle... Haha, it is best to discuss this matter with everyone in the Wen family, if it is convenient..." Yizigong had already told Wen Bucao The key figures have all been inquired about.
The uncle interrupted him politely and rubbed his palms in embarrassment: "Look, these old men are very busy. I am almost the one who makes the decision on everything in the village. You can either tell me , if the matter is important and you really don’t want to talk to me... How about you go back first and come back another day when the old men are not busy?"
The four old men of the Wen family were not busy at all. They clasped their hands behind their backs and stood there without any reaction, as if nothing happened. Even though Mahe's eyes were as sharp as lightning, he didn't pay any attention to him.
Maheshui's face changed slightly but before he spoke, the big man in red behind him smiled coldly at Wen Tunhai: "Don't be so shameless!"
Wen Tunhai remained calm and replied with a smile: "If you have anything to discuss, just come to me, but if you come up the mountain to look for shame, I can't help you." After saying that, he turned around and walked around with his hands behind his back. After Da left, he left the second master of the Ichigoma family, respected by tens of thousands of people on the path of cultivation, hanging at the entrance of the village.
The old Taoist summed it up to the monk in a very low voice: "It's over, this time I'm going to show off my power and let others show off my power."
Wen Bucao, Miao Bujia, and Crow Ridge can't die. None of these three families are kind and generous in their way of life. It doesn't matter if others don't offend them. Once they are offended, they will return it tenfold and a hundredfold. Yizigong had shown off its grandeur before, whether it was deliberately letting people go up the mountain to give gifts, or just now the rainbow filling the sky and the sound transmission from thousands of miles away, they all showed off their majesty and aloof aura openly or covertly.
In comparison, although Wen Tunhai's attempts to make things difficult seemed stingy, he was more direct and more outspoken.
The face of the man in red changed, and he did not hide his raging anger. He took a step to grab Wen Tunhai, but Maheshui laughed and stopped his men with his hands: "Wen Bucao, Wen Bucao, you really have a temper. If Wen Tunhai My uncle really can make the decision, so there’s no harm in talking to you.”
Only then did Wen Tunhai stop. He neither gave up his seat nor offered tea. He just stood there and said with a smile in his usual county magistrate accent: "That's right, tell me what's going on."
The anger on Ma Heshui's face flashed away, and he completely suppressed his smile. He said calmly: "This is a very happy event. The head of my Yizigong Palace heard that a young man from the Wen family named Wen Leyang is very adaptable. Xia The eldest brother appreciates this child very much and plans to make peace with the Wen family and marry my precious niece to Wen Leyang."
The man in red who spoke before said with a sneer again: "Miss Xia is the apple of our eye, and it is his blessing to marry Wen Leyang. The master is here to discuss with the head of the Wen family on behalf of Yizigong. Let’s see when the time is right and we’ll get married.”
Wen Leyang smiled bitterly and looked at the relatives next to him. The reason for Yizigong was worse than farting. He couldn't even deceive Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan, but he said it so confidently and clearly married his daughter. The Wen family had taken a huge advantage and could not refuse it.
Wen Tunhai still had a kind face and nodded repeatedly: "It's a good thing, but..." After saying that, he took two steps closer: "I can't make the decision in this matter."
The man in red finally burst out: "I just said that I wanted to find someone who can make the decision. You said that I can explain it to you. Now that I can't make the decision, is it really a good idea to be a one-word palace?"
Maheshui waited for his men to finish speaking, then pretended to stop him, and still looked at Wen Tunhai expressionlessly: "Since you can't make the decision, just treat what I just said as if I didn't say it, and let your old man take the decision. "
Wen Tunhai shook his head: "My old man can't make the decision in this matter."
Mah Shui suddenly took a step forward and almost looked at Wen Tunhai: "Then who can make the decision?"
Wen Tunhai did not give in, his narrowed eyes revealed a look that was colder than a poisonous snake, and he said with a cold smile: "County, Civil Affairs Bureau." (Quanben Novel Website www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com )