I have a long pupil

Chapter 46 The First Exploration of the Spirit World

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The rope was broken, and the rosary beads were rolled into the pottery pot. The beads were thickly coated, and they were originally wood, but they were glazed.

Zhang Biao picked up one and examined it carefully.

Laoliuzhu (Yellow Grade [-])
1. There are [-] pieces of the things of the ancestors of Chengtianguan, which are enshrined with incense and fire for generations, implying the number of stars in the sky.

2. If you get Sangong Cunxuan Dan, Tailiu Zhu'an Niwan.The flow of pearls keeps the mind, which can soothe the nerves and avoid evil spirits.

3. To use this thing, there must be a corresponding method.

4. The Taoists of the past dynasties held the beads to practice, but they were not at the right time, and they wasted their lives, only the obsession remained...

There are many Taoist temples in Yujing City, with nearly [-] large and small. If you want to find spiritual things, you can only rely on luck.

After leaving Chongsheng Temple, Zhang Biao searched four or five houses overnight, all of which were famous Taoist temples in Nancheng.

But these places seem to be full of incense, but in fact they are all newly molded Bodhisattvas and newly made instruments.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, I found this object in a dilapidated Taoist temple, enshrining it on the desk at random, covered with dust.

He has an extraordinary spiritual sense, so naturally he won't miss it.

This old string of beads has extraordinary spirituality, there are one hundred and eight of them, which is enough for casting spells.

Of course, some processing is required.

Zhang Biao got up and took a small pottery box from the shelf. When he opened it, the inside was red, which was obviously made of the blood of the chicken monster that day, mixed with cinnabar.

The carving knife was carefully slid across, and grooves gradually appeared on the bead, forming Yin symbols and ghost patterns...

Mix chicken blood cinnabar with incense ash, dip it with a brush, and carefully trace along the groove...

It took half a day, and nearly [-] flow beads were made and neatly placed in the wooden box.

After hiding all the belongings close to his body, Zhang Biao looked at the sky, got up and went out, and went straight to the West Market...

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"Yo, isn't this brother Zhang!"

As soon as he left the workshop, he met an acquaintance.

It was Duan Fei who was the head catcher, and Jiao Xiong, the bad guy.

I saw that both of them had changed into casual clothes, followed by a group of women and children, all of them unkempt and disheveled.

Duan Fei said with a smile: "I heard that brother Zhang resigned from the six doors, but it's a pity that I don't have your skills, or I don't want to be so lazy."

"It's just a picture of freedom."

Zhang Biao laughed, and dealt with it casually, looked at the women and children, frowned and said, "These are..."

Jiao Xiong next to him nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Killing pays for life, and offending the Yi Chong Association, the Hu family brothers can't escape."

"I cleared things up so that the Hu family's women and children escaped the punishment, and I'm going to go out of the city to find a bodyguard agency and send them back to northern Xinjiang."

Zhang Biao nodded and said, "Jiao Shuai is highly righteous."

Jiao Xiong sighed, "That's why I don't like to owe favors. Jiao is not very capable, so that's all he can do."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands and led everyone away.

Duan Fei didn't forget to turn his head and said: "Brother Zhang, someday I have time to sit down, there is an errand you may be interested in."

"Good to say."

Zhang Biao casually cupped his hands, then strode away into the crowd.

Jiao Xiong and Duan Fei sent the Hu family's women and children outside the city, gave a deposit to the Escort, and after admonishing them, they watched everyone go away.

After leaving the city gate for a long time, a child with a dark face slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Yujing City, full of hatred.

"If it weren't for the eagle dog surnamed Zhang just now, my father and uncle would not have suffered. I will definitely take revenge in the future..."

Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.

It was a woman who did it.

Although the woman looked embarrassed, her brows were full of determination, and she reprimanded sharply: "A worthless thing like you can't live for a few days, it's better to throw it on the road and die!"

The child covered his face and dared not speak any more.

The woman shook her head and said, "The eagle dog surnamed Zhang is just an introduction. The real disaster came from our family. They only punished me a little, and they made me irreparable."

"When I go back this time, I will inevitably be stared at by others and live with ridicule. If you can't swallow your breath, how can you have the life to talk about other things?"

The child covered his face, bowed his head and said, "Mother, don't be angry, Chang Xi will remember."

The woman sighed, "Your father's name Chang Xi is too dazzling, from now on I will call it...Meiniang, Hu Meiniang."

"Remember, the more bitter you feel, the more you have to laugh..."

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"Candied haws!"

"The freshly caught fish in Qinglong Lake is sold cheaply, three coppers a piece, while stocks last..."

"Mom, take me to a shadow puppet show..."

As soon as we arrived in West Market, we were greeted with bustle and bustle.

Zhang Biao lowered the brim of his hat, went to a nearby stall, ordered a bowl of beef offal to satisfy his hunger, and asked casually while eating, "Brother, is there anything lively in West Market recently?"

"What's the fun?"

The offal seller complained: "A while ago, people killed people in the street and abducted so many children. Not only did the West Market Bureau fail to catch them, but they also collected money from each merchant, saying that they needed to hire more people."

"Isn't it!"

The fish seller next to him also cursed: "It's a hard day, I can't leave a few in my hand, and I will be exploited. Who said we are ordinary people, we deserve it..."

"Boss Gao, get some fish!"

"Good Le!"

The fishmonger hurriedly shut up and greeted the guests.

Zhang Biao stared at Guitou Liu thoughtfully and said, "Have you not beheaded recently?"

"No!"

The offal seller's face was full of resentment and he said: "According to me, for the Autumn Kitchen Festival, a few heads should be chopped off to add to the fun, and it's best to send the West Market Bureau..."

As he said that, he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue and quickly shut up.

Zhang Biao didn't care either. He wandered around for a few times, bought beef and fruit wine, and went to the depths of the West Market. Seeing no one around, he hid in the warehouse...

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Before you know it, the sunset is on the west mountain.

The rule of the West Market is that the market is closed at night, and everyone will leave except for the shopkeepers.

Therefore, after the bell rang throughout the city, the originally bustling market seemed deserted.

Of course, Marquis Wu of the West City Administration will also form several teams to patrol all night with lanterns to prevent thieves from stealing.

In the warehouse, Zhang Biao slowly opened his eyes with his knees closed, packed up his things, changed into night clothes, and disappeared into the darkness.

He was very fast, flying over the roofs and walls, and in a short while, he arrived near the ghost head willow.

It is connected to Qinglong Canal, there is a release pond in the distance, and there are charcoal and horse shops nearby.

Across the Qinglong Canal, there is Changping Cang, which was purchased by the imperial court in good years and released in bad years to stabilize grain prices in the capital.

At this moment, there was a faint fire over there, and many people were sneaking in and out, pushing small carts in and out...

Zhang Biao frowned slightly when he saw it.

He heard that there were people making troubles in Changping warehouse, and every time they checked the warehouse, they would burn the warehouse with fire, but he didn't expect these people to be so bold.

But he didn't bother to pay attention.

This time, it is to explore the spirit world.

As far as the entrances to the spiritual world are known so far, the Temple of the Witch God suppresses big ghosts, there are demonic gods in the Yongding River, and the bones make a living.

After all the calculations, only Guitou Liu has the best chance.

Zhang Biao found an unguarded charcoal shop, sneaked in and closed the doors and windows, slowly put on the Nuo mask, held the box of Yinfu Liuzhu in his arms, and closed his eyes.

The Nuo Mian Jiangliang has already swallowed the water charm, so it can be easily activated without real energy.

According to the inheritance, Zhang Biao sank into his mind, commanded the coolness emanating from Nuo Mian, and wrapped himself up.

Then, get up suddenly!
That familiar feeling reappeared.

The surrounding light was dimmed, the night wind and insects all disappeared, and the dead silence was terrifying.

Zhang Biao turned his head and saw that there was another himself sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He looked at his waist again, with joy in the corner of his eyes.

Sure enough, the Hengdao, Soul Hooking Rope, Yin Talisman Flowing Beads and packages for collection were all brought into the spirit world.

This is the real way to enter the spirit world.

It's a pity that his cultivation base is not enough, and coupled with the lack of materials, he can't arrange the shamanism to protect the physical body.

Even if there are three yang real fires, they cannot stay for a long time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao slowly opened the door and used the Nuo mask, and the darkness dissipated immediately.

In front of him was a strange scene.

It is still the West Market, but the surrounding shops seem to have gone through countless years and have been mottled and decayed. In some places, there are even only ruins left.

On the ground, there was a large area of ​​black pus and blood, like mud, exuding white mist.

Zhang Biao was not surprised when he saw it.

The spiritual world and reality are inextricably linked. Only by becoming a place of entrance can it remain intact. The remaining buildings such as the West City will only continue to reflect, decay, and form strange reincarnations.

He looked into the distance again.

Even with the Nuo Mian Jiangliang, the Guitou Liu was wrapped in heavy fog, and seemed to become extremely tall, with black shadows constantly twisting...

Zhang Biao felt terrified.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with this ghost willow.

Fortunately, his goal is not that stuff.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao took a few steps carefully, then took out a small shovel from the package, dug a small hole in the bloody mud, and buried the box containing the Yinfu Liuzhu.

This is the last step in applying materials.

With the help of the power of the spirit world, let it take shape completely.

After doing this, Zhang Biao looked around, proceeded carefully, and gradually disappeared into the mist...

(End of this chapter)