Longevity Fairy: Fairy Please Stay Away

Chapter 5 Wen Ruyu: Damn me!
After seeing that senior go out to collect materials for making puppets, Uncle Ji often enters the house leaning on the wall and sits down on the recliner, but even now he still feels his legs are a little weak.

A monk in the Foundation Establishment period is still from Xianxia Mountain...

If the other party really has murderous intentions, pinching him to death is probably no more troublesome than pinching an ant to death.

He took a long breath of relief, and after he calmed down, he seemed to suddenly think of something, jumped up from the reclining chair in a jerk, and hurried to the study.

Normally, there is no one at home, and the study and bedroom are not well taken care of.

Facing the foundation-building seniors just now, the pressure was too high and I didn't think about it. Now that my life is worry-free, I naturally have to care about face.

'If someone sees it, I, Ji, will be unclean. '

He rushed into the bedroom in a hurry, stuffed the hagana puppets who had been with him for many years into the storage bag, and then rushed into the study room. The heart hanging in his throat fell back to his stomach when he saw that his 'face' was still there inside.

After collecting those waste manuscripts, especially those with illustrations, they were lit and thrown into the brazier, and after making sure that the study room was 'clean', they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

'It's clean, I think someone is clean. '

Ji Bochang returned to the reclining chair after he had a clear idea, thinking about what happened today, and at the same time, another doubt came to his mind...

What does she want the puppets of the Foundation Establishment Stage to do?
The jade slips for refining puppet dolls in the Foundation Establishment Period were obviously tampered with. There were only production methods, but no application methods for the puppet.

Not to mention the sixteen layers of restrictions on the soul, the core of the puppet alone is not like an ordinary combat puppet.

He had seen it in "Treasures of Heaven, Materials and Earth" before. Although Tong Xinmu is a spiritual plant, it can eat people's souls and is very evil.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that paulownia is also one of the main materials for making cursed dolls, casting nightmare spells and other evil methods, so it is not cheap...

Although my vision is short, I also know the value of this natural material and earthly treasure, and this is just the core of a puppet. Counting other auxiliary materials, the manufacturing cost alone is sky-high! !

But the puppet is just a tool...

Although the refined puppets are not bad in strength, they must be controlled by people after all, and ordinary puppets cannot use supernatural powers, spells and other means.

In terms of combat power, among combat puppets and monks of the same level, monks must have the upper hand.

Then what kind of puppet is the puppet she spent a lot of time on during the foundation building period, if not a combat puppet?
Ji Bochang frowned and rubbed his chin, but he couldn't think of a reason. He just didn't know whether what he met just now was a chance or a reminder...

The bright moon hangs high.

Wen Ruyu walked out of the square city, and was about to drive away with the magic weapon, but was surprised to find that there seemed to be a few 'little tails' behind her...

The law of the jungle preys on the strong in the practice world, such as pills, magic weapons, spiritual stones, spiritual veins and other spiritual resources are always in the hands of a few people.

And those casual cultivators who have no footsteps and don't want to spend their whole lives struggling for cultivation resources can easily go astray...

Just at this moment...

Wen Ruyu glanced around with her spiritual sense, and found that the 'tails' following behind her were just a few casual practitioners in the late stage of Qi refining, she couldn't help sneering.

She is an alchemist herself, with a lot of money, and when she goes out, she usually uses the method of holding back her interest to lower her cultivation level. She never thought that she would be targeted by people when she bought something in the market today...

She glanced back, with a panicked look on her face, she seemed to have discovered something, and then, like a frightened little rabbit, she quickly left the area of ​​the city...

After realizing that the 'tails' behind him were following, the panic on his face disappeared instantly.

There are usually only zero or countless times of getting rich overnight, such as killing people and seizing treasures.

Therefore, she has no intention of keeping her hand.

His wrist trembled slightly, and a light blue streamer flew out from his sleeve. As the streamer sank into the night, there were several screams as it approached.

After a while, a huge scissor-shaped magic weapon flew back in front of her again, with blood stains on the blade.

Receive magic weapon...

The emperor sent a leaf-shaped magic weapon to float away...

...............

Ji Bochang was dozing off on the recliner, and suddenly he opened his eyes with a feeling in his heart. When he went out, a fairy in a skirt fell down like a silver light in the moonlight, and his heart couldn't help but move...

"The lonely moon in the bright sky is not as good as a fairy descending to the mortal world~"

"..."

Wen Ruyu raised her eyebrows and heard the praise in his words, and then she didn't know what to think of, and asked with a half-smile: "Do I have any strange smell?"

"Strange smell?"

Uncle Ji was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then raised his nose and sniffed, and said truthfully: "Except for the faint fragrance of spiritual herbs and medicinal herbs, there is nothing strange about seniors."

"That's fine..."

Wen Ruyu nodded slightly, and said meaningfully: "When I came back, I met a few thieves who didn't have long eyes. I thought I would smell blood on my body."

"..."

Uncle Ji's expression froze, and he said dryly, "It's as long as you're fine, senior."

It seemed to be small talk, and the words were simple, but the beating meaning revealed in his words made him shudder.

"I have prepared the three materials you need."

As Wen Ruyu spoke, she threw out a storage bag and said, "If you hadn't lied to me, you would really be able to make that puppet within two years..."

Her voice paused, she pondered for a while and said seriously: "Then I owe you a favor, a favor that I can repay within my ability."

This is what you've been waiting for!
Ji Bochang cupped his hands, and responded with the same stern expression: "I'm sure I won't disappoint Senior."

After speaking, he directly carried the storage bag into the quiet room.

In the quiet room, there is a dharma altar left by the old mother. This dharma altar has no other purpose except to assist in performing the spells of the anthropologist...

And because of Yanshu's way of being a minority, no one wants to sell it even if it wants to be sold, so I simply leave it as a thought...

Never thought it would be useful today.

He took out all the materials in the storage bag and placed them on the altar, then went to bathe and burn incense to prepare to start work...

Seeing this, Wen Ruyu didn't rush, but looked at the altar very curiously. When she saw a mask with a strange shape in the center of the altar, she couldn't help being surprised.

She took the mask and rubbed it, and found that the mask was obviously made of some kind of wood, but the surface showed a bronze texture, and even a little bit of copper rust could be seen.

What's even more rare is that there is a flash of spiritual light inside the mask, which is obviously a magic weapon.

She rubbed the mask for a long time, as if she had thought of something, she seemed a little absent-minded...

"This mask and altar are all left by my mother."

When Ji Bochang came back, he seemed a little curious when he saw her holding the mask, and explained: "The Yanshu masters are not only a minority in the practice world, but also have a high threshold for entry.

And this altar and mask are the auxiliary instruments of this way. The altar can save the caster's mana, and the mask can make the caster clear and focused. "

"I see."

Wen Ruyu showed a bit of surprise, and asked: "Then they are of the same nature as the alchemist's alchemy furnace and the talisman maker's writing brush?"

"Senior's eyes are like torches."

Ji Bochang nodded his head slightly, and explained: "However, there is a little difference. Higher-level anaglyphs can make puppets without altars and masks."

"It's rare..."

Wen Ruyu nodded thoughtfully, then seemed to have thought of something, and asked with a slight movement of her eyes: "There are very few inheritances of Yanshu masters in the practice world, has your mother told you where her inheritance comes from?" ?”

"..."

Seeing that Ji Bochang remained silent, she thought it was hard to say, but she flipped her plain hand, and a jade bottle containing Qi Condensing Pill appeared in her palm, and said: "It's a bit presumptuous to ask someone to inherit it, but I can pay you for it .”

"Senior misunderstood..."

Ji Bochang just pretended not to see the bottle of Qi Condensing Pill, took the mask from her hand and stuck it on his cheek, then explained with a sigh: "When I was eight years old, my parents went out and never came back. However, I didn’t know that they had left until they couldn’t pay the rent and were kicked out of Fangshi…”

His voice paused, and he went to pack up the materials for making puppets on his own, and said desolately: "I want to know where my mother's inheritance comes from more than my predecessors."

"..."

Wen Ruyu's breathing was stagnant, and her outstretched hand and the jade bottle in her palm also froze in the air...

Seeing the masked figure lonesomely packing up the materials for making the puppet, she also knew that her words seemed to have exposed a scar...

She wanted to say sorry, but seeing that lonely back, she couldn't get the words out of her mouth...

Holding the jade bottle in her hand, she silently retreated to the side of the quiet room.

(End of this chapter)