Hong Jun carefully scrubbed the ghost king's body and said, "You don't smell bad."
"I often take a bath." Ghost King said, "The smell of the corpse is too heavy, and it is easy to infect others."
Hong Jun: "You are a clean ghoul, but the ghouls who died in battle can't smell the smell, can they?"
The Ghost King lay on a low couch made up of several desks, and said slowly: "Because you like dealing with people, your father even gave me a medicine bag back then to cover up my smell."
"Is it this?" Hong Jun glanced at a pouch carried by the Ghost King.
"Yeah." The ghost king replied.
The ghost king's right arm and shoulder were burnt enough, exposing the bones of his hand and ribs, and he could still see some dark internal organs inside. Hong Jun scratched his head. He can treat people, but he doesn't know how to treat corpses.
"Does Hanba's inner alchemy work?" Hong Jun asked.
The ghost king put on his clothes and got up, his right sleeve was empty, and the bone claws tried to stretch and retract, grabbing the hilt of the sword.
"It doesn't work." The ghost king simply and rudely cut off Hong Jun's thoughts.
Hongjun: "..."
The ghost king tried to swing his sword, but the bone claw on his right hand was still very powerful.
Hong Jun: "After Chaoyun devoured Bashe's inner alchemy... Uh... I thought that absorbing the same family's inner alchemy could..."
Ghost King: "The corpse clan is different from the living monsters."
Hong Jun: "Then..."
Ghost King: "No solution."
The ghost king blocked Hong Jun's thoughts with a word, and Hong Jun had no choice but to give up if he couldn't cure it.
After the ghost king swung his sword a few times, he turned his head to look at Hongjun, and handed him the Hanba Neidan again, which meant that he was sent off. Hong Jun lowered his head to look at it, and the ghost king said again: "The inner alchemy of the corpse clan can solidify the soul. After the three souls and seven souls leave the body, they can be stored inside."
Hong Jun roughly understood the reason why the corpse clan always survived—it stands to reason that after a person dies, the three souls and seven souls should be sucked into the veins of heaven and earth and die. The inner alchemy of the corpse clan happens to be the place where the soul is stored. Once Liu Fei’s death was due to breaking the inner alchemy and his soul escaped. At the last moment, I left the inner alchemy and sent his soul back to heaven and earth."
Hong Jun pondered for a moment, and then said: "How did you know each other?"
"This is a very long story." The ghost king said in a deep voice, walked to the porch of the mansion, and sat quietly. He said: "He is the first living corpse in the world, and he is also the ancestor of the corpse clan. It is long enough It can be traced back to the time when Chi You fought against the Yellow Emperor with five soldiers, before you and I were in the world... "
Hong Jun recalled that the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You was recorded in ancient books, in which Han Ba was mentioned, and the King of Ghosts even said that he was a handsome man, but he didn't know what this big monster had experienced in these years.
Just as Hong Jun was about to ask again, suddenly there was a shock in the whole Luoyang, the sky and the earth were dark, the birds covered the sunlight, and thousands of monsters rolled towards Luoyang, attacking the ruined thousand-year-old capital.
Hong Jun walked out quickly, looked up at the sky, and monsters entered the city one after another, scattered in the streets and alleys of Luoyang.
Immediately afterwards, in the bright hall in the distance, the sound of bells and chimes rang "dang", accompanied by birdsong. That was the long chant of the golden-winged roc, thick and clear, full of majesty.
"The golden-winged roc is gathering the whole clan." Yu Zaoyun hurried in and said to the ghost king, "They found that the magic weapon was stolen."
The ghost king grabbed the sword, held the rattle in his left hand, pondered for a while, then looked at Hongjun again.
Hong Jun pressed the rattle, shook his head slowly and said, "It's not time."
The Ghost King and Yu Zaoyun lowered their heads and looked at the Qianji chain on Hongjun's ankle. Hongjun said: "You go, I will find a way."
Yu Zaoyun said: "The time has not come yet, the golden-winged roc dare not turn against you and me."
"Go and meet him for a while." Ghost King said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself."
After finishing speaking, Yu Zaoyun turned around and left the old house with the ghost king. As the sun set, Hong Jun stood in front of the door, his figure dragging a long black shadow, cast on the abandoned hall floor. In the distance, the golden-winged roc bird chirped three times before it stopped, and a torrent of monsters passed by the gate and flocked to the Ming hall.
Hong Jun returned to the room and picked up the flying knife. After losing his mana, the flying knife no longer shone brightly, and the five-color divine light was like ordinary jade in the rough.
Hong Jun used the flying knife to pry the thousand machine chain, but the magic weapon chain did not move at all. At this moment, he knew that what Qingxiong said was not deceitful. He frowned deeply and fell into anxiety. He tried the four throwing knives one by one, and the Thousand Machine Chain was unscathed. The chaotic noise outside gradually stopped, and the sound of footsteps came. Hong Jun suddenly raised his head and found that it was Zhao Yun.
"The exorcists have gone back." Chao Yun said, "Fox King asked me to come here, and I will follow your orders."
Hong Jun signaled that he would not be in the way, and continued to study the magic weapon chain. Chaoyun stepped forward and said, "May I try?"
Hong Jun said: "I believe there must be a way, but I haven't found it yet."
Zhanxian Flying Knife only recognizes Kong Xuan's lineage, not to mention that Chaoyun is a demon, even a fairy god can't control it. Chao Yun was sweating profusely after trying it, but finally had to give up and asked, "Who else in the world can use this magic weapon? If anyone can use it, let's find it."
"The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was passed down from Daoist Lu Ya during the Battle of Muye." Hong Jun said, "Later, it was handed over to my father. Lu Ya has been sanctified and escaped from the Three Realms and Six Realms... My father is the only one who can use it." .”
Hongjun was exhausted, and he was about to fight Qingxiong in another day and night, but he had no clue.
At night, Li Jinglong was sitting behind the case in the room. Inside the room was the brazier that had been made by Chaoyun not long ago. All the exorcists will take shelter in the only intact room for the time being, and Qiu Yongsi is bowing down to make beds for everyone.
"Someone lived in this room before." Li Jinglong said suddenly.
"Well." Mo Zhigen said, "There are traces of a fire, and it was just the day before we arrived."
Li Jinglong was silent for a moment, Lu Xu looked at the furnishings in the room, and said, "This man also had blood in the room."
He sniffed the abandoned copper basin in a corner, which was stained with blood.
"Maybe it's a monster?" Mo Zhigen said.
"Go to sleep." Yuzhou said, "I'm going to sleep to death."
Everyone made their beds and lay down on the spot one after another. Mo Zhigen started the fire again, and the room became much warmer, dispelling the cold spring in Luoyang in March.
Li Jinglong is like a sculpture, with the Wisdom Sword across his knees, he doesn't understand a movement, as if in meditation.
"Sleep." Qiu Yongsi said, "Tomorrow is another day."
"Wisdom Sword still can't find its owner." Li Jinglong said.
In the days since the departure from Yuzhou, there were only two topics that everyone talked about, one: Yuan Kun and fate; two: the sword of wisdom.
Li Jinglong raised his wisdom sword, looked up at the pattern on it, and said to himself: "This is unreasonable..."
Mo Zhigen turned over and sat up, and said, "Brothers, I am not at ease."
Except for Yuzhou who was snoring lightly, none of the others fell asleep.
"We will have a decisive battle with them the day after tomorrow." Mo Zhigen said, "Hong Jun has not been rescued yet, and no one can use the rope to bind the demon. That's all, who is the owner of the Wisdom Sword?"
Qiu Yongsi said: "I'm only asking this question now, don't you think it's too late?"
Li Jinglong remained silent, and Artai said: "Chang Shi, this time it is really a failure or a benevolence. If you have anything to say, just say it."
The exorcists all looked at Li Jinglong, Qiu Yongsi said: "I always feel that the real owner of this sword should be Chang Shi, and there can be no one else."
"Otherwise, you think," Qiu Yongsi said, "When Chang Shi talked with King Fudo Ming, Di Renjie only had the Wisdom Sword in his hand. This is his token of summoning us, and it is also the first of the six weapons. How could he not recognize him as the master? Maybe it's just that the time has not come, or there are some conditions, we haven't finished it yet."
The exorcists didn't speak, and their eyes stayed on the Wisdom Sword for a moment.
If it's just a matter of conditions, there may be some hope, the most fearful thing is that the master of the sword of wisdom has someone else, and they have worked so hard to collect all the magic weapons, but in the end they are missing that crucial person . This is the most dangerous.
"This sword was found in the waterway of Poyang Lake. Yuan Kun said that he was the demon who was guarding it at that time." Li Jinglong said.
"Will the master of the Wisdom Sword be Yuan Kun?" Lu Xu said.
Mo Zhigen said: "Impossible, just like the owner of the eclipse moon bow will not be a nightmare, this magic weapon will not recognize the suppressed monster as the master."
Artest took off the golden wheel, and spun it on the table, the golden light buzzed out, and the rest of the counters all sensed it.
"The Wisdom Sword has shown its strength in front of me." Li Jinglong murmured, "It's just that the time is very strange."
Qiu Yongsi said: "I still insist, you are its master, otherwise the Wisdom Sword will not work from time to time."
Mo Zhigen said: "Chang Shi, think about it from the beginning, and then recall clearly the moment when the Wisdom Sword exerts force every time. Did you miss any information?"
Li Jinglong frowned deeply, and said helplessly: "That's really all there is to it."
The first time the Wisdom Sword shone was when he and Hong Jun met again after many years, that time the Wisdom Sword broke the five-color divine light. Next, most of the time, Li Jinglong used the heart lamp to control it. It is not so much that Fudo Mingwang is showing his spirit, it is better to say that even if he is an ordinary soldier, after injecting the power of the heart lamp, it also has the effect of exorcising demons and absorbing demons.
One time, the Wisdom Sword clearly reminded Li Jinglong that it was in Lishan Mountain. It radiated light and guided Li Jinglong to the Huaqing Palace, where he met King Fudoming, and gave him the mission to collect other magic weapons.
Li Jinglong held the sword and injected mana, and the wisdom sword lit up white, but it was not its original power, but the light of his heart.
"There is another question that I still can't figure out." Artest said, "Who sent us the letter to report to the Exorcist Division?"
Qiu Yongsi suddenly said: "Could this be the node in the cycle of karma?"
Li Jinglong looked at Qiu Yongsi.
"Let's make a bold assumption." Qiu Yongsi said to everyone, "What if the person who sent the letter is Chang Shi himself?"
All the exorcists were dumbfounded for a moment, and murmured: "No way?"
"This is the last missing link to complete the change, isn't it?" Qiu Yongsi was very nervous when he said this, "Chang Shi went back to the past, sent a letter, summoned us, and unsealed some kind of seal for the Wisdom Sword …”
"No." Li Jinglong interrupted Qiu Yongsi, "There is one detail that is enough to refute you. You have all read the letter, and so have I. The letter is not written by me."
They have studied the letter more than once, and the font used in the letter is very different from Li Jinglong's handwriting.
"What's more," Mo Zhigen said, "if it can be used, it can be used, and if it can't be used, it can't be used. The Wisdom Sword will not be in a situation where it works from time to time."
"Could it be Di Renjie?" Artest said.
"It's not Di Renjie's words either." Li Jinglong shook his head and said.
Qiu Yongsi's conjecture was rejected, and everyone immediately became quiet again.
Li Jinglong said: "But Yongsi, your deduction seems to be in the right direction. There is a person who is secretly promoting all this. In the past, we took every step and counted. We didn't think much about what we couldn't figure out. We just waited for more clues to surface. But now I think... we have to find this person and fight the day after tomorrow to have a chance of winning."
"Who could it be?" Mo Zhigen frowned, a little restless.
This is the first time in Li Jinglong's life that he has a strong sense of uneasiness before the test is about to come. He is no longer as confident as in the past, but full of confusion about the future.
"I think it's a good thing." Lu Xu suddenly said in shock.
Everyone then cheered up.
"How to say?" Li Jinglong asked with a heartbeat.
Lu Xudao: "Every time you think you have the chance to win, you will be unlucky, and some unexpected situations will always happen..."
Everyone: "..."
Lu Xu continued: "...But when you feel that you don't know what to do tomorrow, you bite the bullet, and even always feel that you must lose, you will win instead."
Mo Zhigen: "Hey! What is your explanation?"
Lu Xu: "Isn't that right? Fighting Yumenguan, Tongguan, and Luoyang, everyone thought it was a perfect plan, but in the end they were in a mess. Only in Chang'an, they thought they would lose. I didn't expect such luck to win."
Li Jinglong couldn't laugh or cry: "If I can choose, I would like to use my luck in this life and trade it all for the day after tomorrow."
"It is already." Lu Xu said, "You have been unlucky for so long, you have to come back."
"Stop talking." Qiu Yongsi said while supporting his forehead.
Li Jinglong sighed, sheathed the Wisdom Sword, got up, pushed open the door, and walked out.
"Where are you going?" Mo Zhigen picked up his clothes and was about to follow.
"Go for a walk." Li Jinglong turned around and replied, "Let me think for myself."
"Beware of the birds." Qiu Yongsi reminded.
Li Jinglong said "hmm" before disappearing into the night.
At five o'clock, Hong Jun woke up, but the anklets on his body were still not removed.
The whole Luoyang was so quiet that it was extraordinary. The birds who watched the whole city all evacuated overnight and retreated to the Mingtang. Hong Jun pushed open the door and stood in the courtyard. Chao Yun heard the trivial sound of the iron chain, and followed him out.
"Your Majesty..."
"Shhh." Hong Jun signaled not to ask any more questions, he left the mansion with a thousand machine chain in one hand, and walked slowly in the alley. Zhao Yun looked up at the sky vigilantly, to prevent the eyes of hawks from staring at them.
"See Li Jinglong now." Chao Yun said nervously.
"I can't see him yet." Hong Jun said, "Although I really want...I really want to, but for the sake of everyone's lives, I must endure it."
Chao Yun: "I don't understand, why?"
"Because once Yuan Kun knows that the person Qingxiong is imprisoning is not me." Hong Jun murmured, "Li Jinglong's rescue will be slightly different. If this difference is discovered, it is easy to reveal flaws. Once he discovers this flaw, his attention will turn to me, and the variables will increase dramatically."
Chao Yun looked around and asked vigilantly, "Will he be aware of it?"
Hong Jun waved his hand and said, "I don't know, it's always good to be careful."