River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 94
Nie Qian's red lips were fiery, and her sandalwood mouth was delicate and small.

As soon as her tongue touched, a piece of yellow paper spit out from her mouth.

The ghost was swallowed by her, but this thing was not something she could swallow.

When the paper figurine fell to the ground in the shape of "Zhi", after a few breaths, it trembled twice, and it was still able to move.

"Huh?" Nie Qian was surprised.

The sojourner ghost has been swallowed up, why can the paper figurine still move?

Jiang Ling also moved at this time, picked up a tea bowl from the table, and covered the paper figurine under it with a buzzing sound.

The paper figurine struggled harder and began to beat inside.

Nie Qian said: "Master, this...why is it still moving?"

Jiang Ling smiled softly: "The ghost attached to it was naturally swallowed by you. But there is still a spell drawn on the back of the paper figure. At this time, someone should be calling from a distance. It is just calling it back. At this time, it is not Without self-awareness, it is entirely at the command of the summoner."

This technique is also recorded in "Qian Kun Yi Qi Gong".

According to legend, it comes from "Que Yimen" and was taught by the successor of Luban Shu.

Later, it spread, and many Taoisms contained it.

This paper figurine was not drawn lightly, but was refined by the soul sacrifice to have such an effect.

It is an elementary magic weapon.

Jiang Ling clasped the paper figurine with a tea bowl, and radiated a wisp of his divine sense over the tea bowl. As expected, he sensed an invisible silk thread as thick as a hair, which was implicated in the distance.

'Oh, sure enough. '

Immediately, he sensed that he was drifting away, and flew out of the restaurant along the silk thread, but he didn't fly far away.

In an alley 80 meters away, I saw a man making an altar.

Three sandalwood sticks were inserted into the ground, and one person sat upright behind him, with a lion seal in his hand, and muttered words in his mouth.

'It turned out to be him. '

With just one glance, Jiang Ling became preoccupied, and his sense of consciousness floated back in an instant.

But at the very moment when his consciousness left, the man with the mustache who was muttering words suddenly opened his eyes.

He glanced around, revealing a touch of suspicion.

"Strange, why does it feel like someone glared at you just now?"

The left and right streets are deserted and quiet. At this point in time, there is no one left after the curfew.

"Probably an illusion."

He condensed the inner lion seal again, and continued to chant the mantra, and after a few words, he complained again: "This is also strange, why does my paper figurine seem to have a mountain on its head, so it doesn't move? "

There are many strange things, under normal circumstances, this should not be the case.

Jiang Ling felt that he had returned to himself, and suddenly brought the teacup.

As soon as the paper figurine got out of trouble, it quickly started to run to the bed.

Jiang Ling smiled, threw the tea bowl away and covered it again.

Nie Qian squatted down next to him, with icy muscles and bones, and she was charming: "Master, who made this paper figurine?"

Jiang Ling: "Do you remember that Mr. Bazi who insisted on telling our fortune during the day?"

Nie Qian was surprised: "It's him?"

Jiang Ling pointed out the window: "He's in the alley 80 meters away, probably because of our money. Coupled with the cruel words during the day, he used this paper man to kill me and steal my money. "

Nie Qian said angrily: "What a demon, with such vicious thoughts, Master, I'm going to swallow his living soul right away."

Jiang Ling stopped her: "This Taoist may not have a high level of morality, but being able to do this shows that he has a lot of means. If you go to him, you may not be his opponent."

Taoism is inherently restraining ghosts, even those who don't know magic, just having magic weapons to protect themselves or chanting scriptures can make it difficult for ghosts to get close.

Therefore, if Nie Qian really went to look for him, eight out of ten she would not be able to please him.

"I have my own calculations here, just watch it. If I want to make a move, I can break his divine sense just now, but since he wants to do this cunning trick, it doesn't hurt to just play with him. "

While speaking, Jiang Ling brought a cloth bag, picked up the tea set on the table, chanted a spell and cast a spell, just like in the daytime, turned the tea set into snowflake silver.

It is clean and bright, with high-quality color, and it costs 40 taels.

stuffed into the bag,

Lifting the tea bowl again, the paper figurine still got up and left.

Jiang Ling not only let it go this time, but also opened a corner of the window for it.

It even wrapped the cloth bag around it.

Nie Qian said: "Why did the master give it money?"

Jiang Ling had a deep meaning: "This money is not so easy to get."

The paper figurine has been seduced by a secret method, without self-awareness and assertiveness, it only knows how to escape.

So, I took the cloth bag and jumped from the window,

Dragging the cloth bag on the street, he ran for more than [-] meters and went to the alley.

He chanted the eight-character beard mantra wildly, and suddenly felt a sense. He opened his eyes and saw that the paper figurine had finally returned.

Overjoyed: "Finally back."

Feeling a little bit, he frowned again.

Because he found that the ghost attached to the paper figurine seemed to be gone.

"What's the matter, why didn't that thing come back?"

Paper figurines can't speak, of course no one can answer this question.

"Could it be that there is something masculine about that young man?"

If so, that would make sense.

"Forget it, it's just a ghost. If it's gone, it'll be gone. It's a big deal to catch a few more next time I go to Yizhuang."

He called the paper figurine to him, and saw that it was still wearing a cloth bag.

Immediately take off the cloth bag,

It feels heavy to start with,
He looked happy, and immediately stretched out his hand to dig into it. When he took out the bright white snowflake silver, he couldn't help laughing: "Wonderful, wonderful. Although I lost a ghost disciple, I brought back so many silver coins." , Wonderful!"

Excited to the extreme, he clapped his hands and enjoyed himself.

40 taels of silver is worth a lot.

With what he spends, he can be happy for one or two months without worrying about it.

"That young man is generous, and he must have more than that."

The horoscope touched his chin, and his greed started again.

"Forget it, now that I have no more ghosts to command, I will let him go for now, and it will not be too late to go to the nearby Yizhuang to take a few ghosts as slaves, and then come to collect money from him."

With such a plan, he was satisfied for the time being, put away the money, and slept in this alley with his clothes on.

After all, it's a curfew, and even if you have money, you can't live in a shop.

"Let's be wronged this night first, tomorrow, I want to live in the most expensive flower house and order the most beautiful women."

dawn the next day,

Jiangling got up early,

It wasn't because he was on his way, but because he was awakened by a city gate guard.

The four guards walked together, saying that they lost money yesterday and had to question everyone who entered the city.

After they told Bingtou about the loss of money yesterday, Bingtou was very unhappy.

This money is not only collected by Bingtou himself, most of it will be given to the Yamen.

Yesterday, because I lost the money, I had to send it to the Yamen first, and there were naturally fewer Bingtou.

Bingtou was very annoyed, so he asked the account manager to get the money back no matter what he tried.

If you can't get it back, take their salaries to pay for it.

Soldiers don't have much salary, so how can they use their salary to cover it?

After thinking about it, the account manager and the other guards made a total calculation, and first searched for the people who entered the city yesterday, and questioned them all.

Perhaps, there is more or less a clue.

After Jiang Ling knew what they came for, he said to them: "Yesterday I gave 40 taels, let's take a step ahead. Now that you have lost your money, what does it matter to me? Even if you want to interrogate, you should interrogate the people who entered the city after me. .”

(End of this chapter)