There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 22

Chuan Wu was puzzled.

"There are four relatives all over the world. Now that they have passed away, what is the difference between you and me?"

The master carefully put the little white flower back into the water, gently dialed the water, and the little white flower floated away softly and softly.

"Then what if you want to pay homage to the dead? You can't just grab a flower and treat it as your own father and mother?" Chuan Wu simply broke the casserole and asked the end.

"Here, isn't that the ancestral hall?"

Follow the direction of the master's finger, pass through a row of houses on the river, and at the end is a five-cornered tower.

"The aura here is floating, and I suspect that it has something to do with that ancestral hall."

Zhulong looked deeply at the ancestral hall.

He had already found a piece of Lu Wu Yuanshen, and he should have a more specific and clear perception of the aura.

But in this fixed wind, there is clearly a strong spiritual power calling him, but it seems to be covered with something, which is vaguely unperceivable.

The two approached the pentagonal tower, and after a closer look, they found that the tower had five floors and five corners on the first floor. A wind chime was hung on each corner, and the wind could make a sound like birdsong when the wind blew gently.

"The people here are so interesting!"

Chuan Wu stretched out his hand to touch the exquisite wind chime, but Master quickly stopped him.

"Don't move!"

Master picked up a flower seed at random, and flicked it towards the wind chime through the air.

I saw the flower seeds passing by with a "whoosh", and as soon as they got close to the hollowed-out carved bell, they were immediately shaken into powder.

"Little Ling'er has such great power!"

Chuanwu's jaw dropped in shock when she saw the scene in front of her. Fortunately, the master stopped her in time, otherwise she would be the one who turned into powder at this moment.

"The bell is just an ordinary bell, but the people who built this pentagonal tower are extraordinary."

Master frowned, looking at the strange tower.

"Look for a place to rest first, I'm going to see the mystery of this tower."

Chuanwu took the order in a daze, turned around and walked on the duckweed.

Candle Dragon exerted strength with both palms, and he jumped to the top of the tower in the blink of an eye.

I saw that the situation on the pagoda was changing rapidly, several bolts of lightning sizzling, circling around each other like evil dragons, guarding a town tower bead.

The bead emits blue light in five directions, and pushes down layer by layer, forming a dense net.

He hadn't visited the world for a long time, and he didn't know that the world had changed so much, and there were such capable people.

Judging from this construction and design, the skills of the people who built the tower should be comparable to those of Baizhi Fangfeng and the others.

But within the four realms, there are very few who can surpass Baizhi Fangfeng.

Who the hell built this tower?
What does Lu Wu's other half of soul have to do with this tower?

With his hands behind his back, Zhulong stared at the strange Yunni in the west with a solemn expression.

When the breeze came, the bell began to ring again, as if thousands of birds in the forest were hunting and fluttering their wings, or like birds chirping in the spring stream.

Candle Dragon turned into a bolt of purple lightning and entered the ancestral hall to find out.

In the ancestral hall, there are mostly spiritual tablets placed one after another, with incense burning continuously, and some duckweed orchids are mixed in them.

However, while walking, I always felt something was wrong.

Zhulong calmed down to observe carefully, and suddenly realized that the ancestral hall had a roof and no windows in the middle, so there was no light, no candle flames, no burning smoke, but it was as bright as day.

"Come out!"

Candle Dragon dodged, waved his long sleeves, and stretched his left hand into the air like a claw. Suddenly, a little ghost with a lamp on his wet head appeared.

"Lamp curtain ghost?" Zhulong asked doubtfully.

When the kid heard that the mysterious man could call out his own name, he panicked, twisting his neck and struggling.

"You little monster are not staying at the bottom of the sea, what are you doing here?"

Zhulong asked majesticly, the kid was terrified.

"Small...you can't do anything about the small ones!" The Lantern Ghost groaned in embarrassment.

"Your Denglian clan lives deep in the bottom of the sea, and this place is just a big marsh, why? Someone forced you to come to this marsh to light lamps for these mortal things?

"What the adults said is absolutely true! The little ones... the little ones are the ones being persecuted!"

Two clear tears welled up on the wet Lulu face of the lamp curtain ghost, and fell to the ground patter.

Zhulong grabbed his wet and greasy neck, felt a little disgusted, and dropped it to the ground casually.

The Lantern Ghost got up hastily, crawled to the foot of Zhulong, crying and begging:

"I beg this great immortal to take me away! I have been imprisoned here for thousands of years, and I really can't help myself!"

The lamp curtain ghost was crying, and the lamp on his head flickered along with Mingming.

"Stop here, who locked you here?"

Candle Dragon was puzzled, and dodged to avoid his wet paws.

"Thousands of years ago, I was just a fledgling little demon with no deep knowledge. The seabed was dark and unpredictable, and I couldn't bear the loneliness at the bottom of the sea, so I left the group and sneaked out.

As soon as I went out, I accidentally fell into the hands of a very powerful immortal. He caught me and imprisoned me in the five treasures ancestral hall.

There are seals everywhere in this ancestral hall. I really couldn't get out, and I was bruised all over my body, so I was forced to do this job of lighting lamps.

Although the middle of the lake is living water, it is not even a small puddle compared to the dark sea. I hang my life on this shallow water, and my life is like a year. I beg you to have mercy on me. ! "

The lamp curtain ghost was crying miserably, and even Zhulong, who was used to seeing life and death in the world, was a little moved.

It was only a matter of time for him to take this little devil out, but then he thought about it, this place is weird and hidden, if he is taken out, if he is taken out, not only will he not be able to catch the mastermind behind the scenes, but it will also arouse the anger of the residents in the lake.

I don't know what kind of mystery the black hand behind the scenes has ambushed in this certain wind, and what has it to do with this trip to find the original god?

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt a sharp pain in his waist, as if he had been stabbed with a long needle, or struck by a thunderbolt.

The scorching pain that went deep into the bone marrow was more unbearable than thousands of insects eroding the bones inch by inch, and the pain was so painful that I wanted to live.

There were bead-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, and Zhulong shivered, leaning on an altar and half-squatting down.

This spirit lock nail has become more and more difficult to suppress recently. If he doesn't find his soul quickly, he will be tortured by this little spirit lock nail until he is half injured before the magic dragon appears!
Zhulong weighed it for a long time, but the mastermind behind the scenes did not dare to show his face, which showed that he was still afraid, and while this person still had concerns, it was more important to find the soul first.

After hastily calming down the lamp curtain ghost, he immediately went to look for Yuanshen.

On this side, Chuanwu walked away on duckweed, he didn't know the way anyway, so he just walked casually.

With seven turns and eight turns, he turned into a residential area.

The residents of Dingfengze also traded and prospered like thousands of ordinary residents outside.

Seeing an outsider come to her out of nowhere, the resident looked at Chuanwu timidly, neither greeting nor chasing her away, just watching her go.

Chuan Wu curiously admired the new gadgets, new clothes, and new words of the residents in the lake, and was about to continue exploring with great interest, but was blocked by a few playful children.

"mine!"

"this is mine!"

"Give me back the bracelet!"

"Bring it to you!"

The two children seemed to be arguing about something, and they wanted to do it when they were arguing.Chuanwu rushed over to stop it.

"What are you two arguing about? Whoever owns it, don't take other people's things out of conscience!"

Chuan Wu tried his best to push away the two children who were wrestling together, and stood in the middle to reason.

"This bracelet is obviously given to me by my father. He insists on taking it. He wants to steal it from me. I want to sue my mother..."

One of the younger children was a ball of tears and snot, crying and complaining.

"He lied! It's definitely not his father's stuff. How could a person like his father have such a treasure, bring it to me quickly!"

The other kid was rather domineering, so he wanted to come over and grab the bracelet.

Chuanwu's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he snatched the bracelet first, but no one got it.

Taking a closer look, the bracelet is somewhat familiar...

Isn't this Master Fangfeng's wristband?
Chuan Wu's eyes widened, and he inspected carefully, the gold lacquer on the black gold wrist had been worn off a bit, Master Fangfeng practiced martial arts since he was a child, and the wrist guards were also made extra thick.

The people in Dingfengze live in the water area, and most of the men are as slender and delicate as women.

She explored all the way and observed the residents here for a long time, but she didn't see a masculine and brave man.

This place advocates femininity and beauty, and their speech is tactful and graceful, and they don't use force. How could someone use such a thing?

"Where did this wristband come from? Tell me!"

Chuan Wu was in a hurry, and he grabbed the crying child to pursue him.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"What does your father do? Where did you get this bracer?"

The child was sobbing and slurring his words.

"Hey, why do you girl still bully children?"

A tyrannical female voice came into my ears.

It just so happened that the child's mother came out to do some work, and ran into Chuan Wu, who was grabbing the child and questioning him like crazy.

The child's mother stepped forward to stop him and dragged Chuanwu away.

"Where did this wristband come from?" Chuanwu's voice seemed to tremble.

"Where did it come from, what does it have to do with you?"

The woman's complexion was unkind, with a sharp-tongued and unfair face.

"Look, let me tell you, their family is a poor family, and no one here wants to deal with his family. They are really blind!"

The arrogant child spat on the ground, glanced at the woman and another crying child with disdain, and led a group of people to yell:
"Let's go! It's unlucky to grab something from a dead person!" Then a group of people left in a commotion.

After hearing this, Chuan Wu became even more puzzled, grabbing things from the dead?

Seeing how this woman is dressed, she is just an ordinary woman in the market, and that child is so weak, how could he provoke the entire Dingfengze people?

"Sister, this wristband is very important to me, please tell me where it came from?"

The woman didn't make a sound when she heard the words, she just looked Chuanwu up and down with a look of disdain.

"You tell me the origin of this thing, and I will exchange it with equivalent gold, silver and jewelry!"

The dock almost begged.

"How much is equivalent?"

The woman was tall, her neck was slanted, she didn't look at Chuanwu, she looked complacent, and waited for the sky-high asking price.

"Two ingots of gold... enough?"

Chuanwu replied weakly, begging the woman.

The woman thought that Chuan Wu was dressed like a stranger, but she thought she didn't spend much money, and if she didn't have any valuables, she just bluffed her.

She is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is delicate and tender, maybe a young lady from some family has wandered here, maybe she doesn't even know the silver ingot!

Unexpectedly, the moment she opened her mouth, there were two ingots of gold. She was really startled, her eyeballs rolled around, and there was no reason why she wouldn't do it if the business came to her door.
After all, a person who can casually say two ingots of gold is either stupid or dumb, or rich or expensive.

Don't lie to her again, maybe it can rise again.

Having made up her mind, the woman smiled slightly, pursed her lips and said:
"Two ingots of vegetables? It seems that you have no sincerity! Hmph, Xiaobao, let's go."

As he spoke, he got angry with the child and turned around to go back to the house.

"Hey, big sister, don't go, don't go!"

Chuanwu hurriedly followed, and hurriedly blocked the way of the two of them.

"Three ingots! Are three ingots enough? Chuanwu raised the price again.

As long as he can get Master Uncle Fangfeng back, so what if he spends some money?Not to mention two or three ingots of gold.

"It's only three ingots, it seems that you don't really want to inquire about the news..."

The woman smiled contemptuously, pulled Chuanwu away and was about to enter.

"Then how much do you want?"

Chuan Wu was in a hurry, and he guarded the door tightly not allowing the woman to go back, so he almost knelt down and begged her.

"At least this number!"

The woman held out a fist.

"Ten ingots! One point less, don't let me say a word." The woman said triumphantly.

Chuanwu didn't know the weight of ten ingots of gold in the world, but only knew that when Master bought silk for her, it was one ingot, ten ingots is not a lot, right?

After a little thought, he readily agreed.

The woman beckoned to Chuan Wu, telling her to get closer.

Chuan Wu was dubious, so he leaned over an ear.

The woman whispered:
"The guy in my family is doing some corpse trading. This is something he brought out from the wind buried a few days ago. Look at the workmanship, it is rare in the world, but we don't have anyone who wants to make this thing. It can’t be sold, and no one wants it, so I have to give it to children for fun.”

"The owner you are looking for, if it is buried in the wind, it is probably gone. Girl, don't look for it, sorry!"

The woman sighed with some regret, and patted Chuanwu's shoulder to express her comfort.

"The wind buried the ground, what is the wind buried the ground?" Chuan Wu refused to give up and asked.

"Outlander, I will tell you, here we are, there is not much land, people live on top of duckweed, there is no place to bury their bodies, only the wind from the west buries the ground, and the sky is full of yellow sand. In a few days, even a two-meter-tall giant should be buried with only its neck left."

"The habit left by the ancestors is to put the body of the deceased into the wind and bury the ground, let the body be buried naturally by the wind and sand, and take the essence, raise a three-life water lotus as a sacrifice, take the soul, and put it in the ancestral hall for worship."

Chuanwu heard all this, what does the woman mean, if she enters the ground buried by the wind, she will definitely die?

"It's not that there is no return at all. There are times when the wind buries the ground and the wind stops. It's just that ordinary people don't understand the mystery of it, and ten returns to one. Well, the guy in my family is also born thin and flexible, and he escaped from death. Make life for your home in the wind."

The woman pointed to a thin man who was busy.

"Then how can we get to the ground buried in the wind?" Chuan Wu asked, pulling his sleeves.

(End of this chapter)