Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 73

While the two of them were talking quietly, Lao Liu looked around, not knowing what he was looking for.He didn't put the magic stick on the ground until he was sure that there was no one around, and rummaged around for something from him.It's just that Shenzhu changed his clothes, and the place where he used to put things seemed to have changed. He searched for a long time, but couldn't find it, frowning as if he was very unhappy.

Yang Jinshu was confused. In his impression, Old Liu was always smiling. Although he had a lot of contacts with the magic stick, they were just chatting in daily life.In terms of familiarity, Lao Liu, Shi Tianning and Wan Niang are even more familiar.

Although Shenzhu always talks about living in the mass grave and doesn't want to recall sad things, but when his soul is unstable, he will go to the back mountain of Yang's family to find him, and in order to thank him, he will also teach him some spells. Mostly when they were in the back of the Yang family, when did the relationship between the two of them get close enough to be searched?What's more... the magic stick always bothers other ghosts to approach him, and even laughs and jokes with He Tang, he always runs after He Tang, rarely letting He Tang get close.

If Yang Jinshu remembers correctly, since they met, the only person the magic stick is willing to get close to is Min Yuejun.

What is Lao Liu looking for?

"Have you smelled it?" Fu Lan asked him softly, "Is there that vaguely demonic energy about him?"

"Demon energy?" Yang Jinshu was surprised, "Who are you talking about?"

Fu Lan looked at him like an idiot: "Of course it's the ghost next to my nephew."

"Ah?" Yang Jinshu yelled out, arousing Lao Liu's vigilance.

Fu Lan quickly covered his mouth and warned him: "Shut up!"

Lao Liu stood up and looked around vigilantly, but his eyes flicked around in silence, and he couldn't even see the shadow of the little ghost passing by.He had some doubts about his ears, but he was always worried, so he spread the palm of his right hand, and drew a black mark on the palm of his left index finger, and a light red mist floated out from his palm, slowly gathering into a small red line. The snake, spitting out the letter, wandered in the air, looking for traces of other strange spirits.

Yang Jinshu's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he saw!

This is an ancient secret technique in a secret book on ghost cultivation in his study room, called the Red Snake.This kind of snake is not a real snake, but a kind of spirit body condensed with hostile energy in the ghost world. It needs to be fed with hostile energy. They have a keen sense of smell. Even if Yama of the Ten Temples is coming, the Red Snake can feel it.In ghost practice, the more advanced a ghost is, the harder it is to detect illusions.Because illusion can hide the smell of the spirit body and cover up the breath of the same kind.At this time, they need the red snake to replace their eyes, see through illusions, and find other spirits.

But because the feeding of the red snake requires a lot of hostility, the owner is usually a high-level evil spirit, but the red snake is gluttonous. If the hostility captured is not enough, it will eat back at its owner and devour the owner's hostility. Until the owner is completely devoured, the red snake will look for the next owner.However, the red snake is getting stronger and stronger, and the powerful owners are increasingly unable to satisfy the appetite of the red snake, and even unable to control the red snake, so gradually, no ghost dares to practice this kind of ghost art.

But why... Lao Liu actually raises red snakes?Could it be that his Taoism is high enough to control the red snake?Isn't he...

"Evil ghost." Fu Lan raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "I knew he must be by your side."

The Red Snake seemed to have spotted their tracks, bounced to the ground and slithered towards them.

"It's coming!" Yang Jinshu stood up holding He Tang in his arms, and took a few steps back quickly.He is afraid of snakes... and this red snake is a ghost eater, and He Tang is like a delicacy. If he is caught by it, the consequences will be unimaginable.

He was about to stuff He Tang into the Shura umbrella, but Fu Lan said: "Put your umbrella away, this snake doesn't dare to attack He Tang."

"Why?"

"The devilish energy on Hetang belongs to its master, so it doesn't dare." Fu Lan was not afraid of being discovered, and stood there with a smile waiting for the red snake to pierce the illusion.

Yang Jinshu could vaguely see some clues from his words, but his mind was very messy, and he needed to sort it out carefully.After hesitating for a while, he still decided to trust him once, put away the Shura umbrella, hugged He Tang in his arms and waited quietly.

The red snake stopped outside the illusion, and slid along the edge of the illusion circle, drawing a circle with its body, just enclosing them.

Old Liu narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not approach rashly.

He thought quietly, and did not recall the Red Snake, but stood motionless at the place where he stared at the illusion.

He was still wearing the well-crafted dark green shroud, but his benevolent eyebrows and eyes were gone, and his pensive expression looked a bit gloomy, not much different from those middle-aged ghosts in the mass graves—but if you look closely, there are still some of.The hostility on Old Liu's face was not deep and majestic, but his eyes, which were always squinted, slowly opened, and Yang Jinshu realized that his pupils were dark and bright, not at all like a middle-aged uncle who was nearly fifty years old.

Old Liu raised his voice and shouted, "Jin Shu? He Tang?"

Yang Jinshu pursed his lips, but did not answer hastily.

But Fu Lan waved away the illusion, and before the red snake took the opportunity to push forward, a ghost talisman was thrown head-on, and the red snake was instantly caught in the ghost talisman, unable to break free, falling to the ground and bouncing around.

Old Liu saw him at a glance, but his eyes passed him, looking at Yang Jinshu and He Tang in his arms, and asked gently: "Jin Shu, are you and He Tang okay?"

Yang Jinshu didn't know whether to nod or shake his head, so he could only falter and say, "It's still...it's okay."

"That's good. The Taoist priest and I came to look for you, and it took a long time to find you." Old Liu heaved a sigh of relief, and stepped forward, "Is the injury on He Tang healed?"

After all, Yang Jinshu's knowledge was too shallow, so he took a step back subconsciously, and when he saw Lao Liu's expression changed, he explained bluntly: "He Tang... He Tang's evil energy has not disappeared, I..."

Old Liu stopped and looked at him with a bit of condemnation in his eyes: "Jin Shu, are you afraid of me?"

Fu Lan looked at them with great interest, and didn't interrupt casually.

"Uncle Liu, you..." Yang Jinshu glanced at the magic stick lying on the ground, somehow he couldn't speak, and asked instead, "How did you and the Taoist get down? How did he become unconscious?"

"The Taoist priest went to the mass grave to ask me for help, and I went with him to the ditch of the dead. I didn't expect to have entered the underworld when I came back to my senses." Old Liu explained with a straight face, "As soon as the magic stick entered the underworld, his soul began to be unstable. , I put a soul-fixing spell on myself and passed out, I took him all the way here."

lie.

Yang Jinshu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

The magic stick doesn't know the soul fixation spell at all, otherwise how could he ask him to borrow the Shura umbrella when his soul was unstable in those years?At the beginning, Min Yuejun tried every means to trick the god stick away, wasn't it also to fix the soul of the master?If the god stick really has the ability to fix his own soul, where is it Min Yuejun's turn to intervene?

"You don't believe me." Old Liu sighed and said disappointedly, "You and I have known each other for so many years, yet you don't believe me?"

But Yang Jinshu asked in turn: "Uncle Liu, the red snake has long been extinct. Where did you learn this ghost technique?"

"I have read the classics in your study." Old Liu did not shy away, admitting frankly, "I have read all the books in your study."

Yang Jinshu's expression turned a little cold: "Sure enough."

Old Liu moved the corner of his mouth: "Are you blaming me?"

"No, it's my own fault." Yang Jinshu shook his head with a wry smile, "The defense is too weak, and I gave you an opportunity to take advantage of it."

He always thought he was cautious before, but now he realizes how stupid he is.

Old Liu was silent for a while, but said, "I've been reading the books in your study from the very beginning."

"..." Yang Jinshu asked hesitantly, "At first?"

Old Liu nodded: "Yes, I have read every book of yours when I first got it."

"Impossible!" Yang Jinshu was extremely sure, "My books are all in the study room, and except for Daoist Qing Rong, I never let anyone else in!"

Old Liu laughed at his innocence: "Jin Shu, you are shallow, you need to rest, you need to go out on errands, you need to go to the ghost market... You have so many opportunities to go out, so why should I take the opportunity to go in and read a book or two?" Disaster?"

"..."

Fu Lan said sarcastic words at the side: "It's nothing more than a low level of knowledge to bully you. He is so much better than you, and he wants to visit you without telling you, so you won't notice it."

Yang Jinshu was speechless.

Old Liu was finally willing to give him some attention, and raised the corner of his eyes and asked, "Where did you come from? Why haven't I seen you in Jishan County?"

"Evil ghost?" Fu Lan laughed twice, but said, "How come I haven't seen it? I was locked in the well back then... you also have a share!"

"..." Yang Jinshu looked at Fu Lan in disbelief, feeling that this sentence was more unexpected than he found out that Old Liu was lying!

"Water well?" Old Liu seemed a little confused when he heard these two words, and couldn't think of this matter for a while.

Yang Jinshu vaguely felt that there was something interesting to watch, and thinking about this kind of gossip that He Tang loved to hear the most, he quietly tore off the talisman paper on his forehead, hugged him and retreated a few steps, preparing to be the melon-eating crowd in He Tang's mouth .

He Tang woke up in a daze, trembling all over at first, curled up in Yang Jinshu's arms and struggled uneasily.Soon, the coldness in his body faded, and the pain gradually disappeared. He looked blankly at Yang Jinshu above his head, his eyes were a little empty.

Yang Jinshu adjusted his position, made him face Lao Liu and Fu Lan, and whispered in his ear: "He Tang, there is something exciting to watch."

He Tang seemed to have listened, and tried his best to regain his sanity, but he was suppressed by the talisman paper for a while before he could figure out what was going on, when he heard Lao Liu and Fu Lan counting old scores.

"43 years ago, I had a bad relationship with others. You passed by during the fight, but you helped the other party and killed me. Why, don't you remember?" Fu Lan added with a sneer, "That's right, you did a lot of evil, how can you remember?" This one?"

Old Liu raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "I have never left Jishan County after my death, so I don't know what you are talking about."

"Oh? Never left Jishan County after death?" Fu Lan laughed loudly, pointing to his clothes and said, "What about before death? This shroud is from Baibulao's shop. Why don't you choose a good place to die?" , died in Jishan County?"

"Baibu old shop?" The voice of the magic stick came faintly. He stood behind Lao Liu holding his neck, but stared at Fulan, and asked in confusion, "It is... the Baibu shop in the small town at the foot of Qinglianguan Mountain." shop?"

"Nephew, are you awake?" Fu Lan nodded and replied, "That's right, it's that shop."

"Why did Uncle Liu go there?" He asked.

He Tang didn't understand the cause and effect, so he said, "Uncle Liu is not from Jishan County. Didn't you say that he was a traveling businessman from other places and died suddenly in Jishan County?"

Yang Jinshu nodded, but quickly became confused: "Since Uncle Liu is a foreigner...then...where is he from?"

Fu Lan answered the doubts in their hearts for them: "He! He is the scoundrel who was swept away by Qinglianguan."

Shengun, Yang Jinshu, and He Tang said in surprise in unison: "What?!"

Why did even Lao Liu get involved with Qinglian Temple? !