The master of metaphysics is short of money in the five elements

Chapter 54
Mingchen glanced up and down at the man opposite him. At this moment, Lu Wu raised his head and looked towards him.

The moment the two people looked at each other, Lu Wu nodded lightly towards him.

Mingchen raised his eyebrows and nodded to him in response.

Fu Niannian didn't notice the brief exchange between the two of them. She urged Lu Wu to drip blood on the little paper man.

Lu Wu pulled her to a chair and sat down. He put talisman paper on both of them and the chair, and then asked her to drip blood onto the little paper figurine.

The blood gradually dyed the yellow paper manikin into red. Fu Niannian pricked his middle finger with a silver needle and dripped onto Lu Wu's little paper manikin.

She did this so that she could have some contact with Lu Wu's little paper man, so that she would not be easily separated after entering.

Lu Wu glanced at her and understood what she meant. He took the silver needle from her hand, pricked his middle finger, and dripped it on her little paper figurine.

Fu Niannian was stunned for a moment and touched the position of his heart, feeling a little subtle.

In the past, she could sense others unilaterally, but for the first time, it became two-way.

Lu Wu glanced at her, lowered his head and smiled.

The little man in Fu Niannian's hand was about to jump down. After she came to her senses, she put the little paper man down, and Lu Wu also put the little paper man down at the same time.

When the little paper man was put down, both Fu Niannian and Lu Wu closed their eyes.

Others couldn't see it, but Mingchen could see it clearly. The souls of Fu Niannian and Lu Wu came out of their bodies and attached themselves to the little paper figures the moment they closed their eyes.

Two small dark red paper figures got into the painting.

The owner of the painting seemed to have been waiting for them to come in. The moment they entered, the painting disappeared from the wall of the ward.

Mingchen looked up and was not surprised.

Zhao Yunen clenched his hands tightly and felt a little anxious, but he could only hold it back temporarily.

The moment the little paper figures landed on the bank of Wangchuan River, they gradually transformed into themselves.

Fu Niannian moved his hands, a little unaccustomed to this paper man body.

Lu Wu also raised his hand to get used to it, and it was actually fine. Apart from being a little stiff, there was no big problem.

At this time, Fu Niannian noticed thousands of souls floating on the Wangchuan River.

She walked to both sides of the Wangchuan River, her eyes falling on the thousands of souls.

The painting belongs to Xue Quan, and the content in the painting is naturally whatever he wants it to be, so Fu Niannian prefers that the soul of Wangchuan Hanoi is illusory.

However, it does not rule out the possibility that Xue Quan frantically collected tens of thousands of souls and kept them in the painting.

While she was deep in thought, Lu Wu grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Fu Niannian turned around and looked at Lu Wu doubtfully, and Lu Wu pointed at her feet.

Fu Niannian looked down at his fingertips and her pupils shrank. At the moment when she was distracted, the water in the Forgotten River not only rose to her feet, but countless hands stretched out from the river, trying to pull her away. She pulled down.It's just that she has the golden light of merit to protect her soul, and those ghost hands were blocked by the golden light of merit before they even touched her.

Fu Niannian's eyes darkened: "It seems that these ghost hands are not illusory." If they were illusory, it would be impossible to try to pull her in.

Lu Wu said 'hmm': "He kept the resentful souls in the painting, and drew more souls in through the painting for his use."

Fu Niannian clicked his tongue: "He really does a lot of things that are harmful to the world. Why don't you strike him to death with a thunderbolt?"

After hearing this, Lu Wu looked back at her and chuckled: "Maybe he has some way to hide his whereabouts."

Fu Niannian glanced at the Wangchuan River again. The flowers floating on it were almost the same as hers in the underworld. They were dark red like blood and alluring.

Lu Wu grabbed her wrist with a little strength, and Fu Niannian suddenly came back to her senses. There was a trace of disbelief in her eyes. Is there actually a Bianhua flower in this world that can confuse her mind?
Lu Wu understood the look in her eyes and explained in a low voice: "You are a soul now, and it is normal for your mind to be temporarily confused by the flowers of the other shore. These flowers of the other shore are not painted by Xue Quan. These are the real flowers of the other shore brought from Wangchuan." "

Fu Niannian suddenly turned her head to look at him, her pupils shrinking: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

As if he didn't see the deep meaning in her eyes, Lu Wu answered in a relaxed tone: "Of course I know what I'm talking about. Although I don't know how he brought the Flowers of the Forgotten River to this painting, but I can This must be the Flower of the Other Side of the River of Forgetfulness."

"Look at the position of the flowers on the other side of the river. They are surrounded by four corners and suppress the resentful souls in the river. If they are not real flowers on the other side, how can they be so powerful?"

Fu Niannian's heart sank. Lu Wu didn't understand things about the underworld, but she knew it clearly. The underworld experienced a big turmoil in the early years, and both the Hades Palace and the Naihe Bridge were destroyed.

Compared to these two things, the destruction of Bana Flower was secondary, and no one took it seriously.

Of course, this was their original idea.

If what Lu Wu said is correct, it means that the Bianhua flowers were not destroyed at that time, but stolen. The person who stole those Bianhua flowers was Xue Quan!
Lu Wu saw Fu Niannian's serious expression and asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Fu Niannian paused for a moment, then spoke briefly to Lu Wu about the Bianhua flower.

There were very few people who knew the specific details of the turmoil that occurred in the underworld. This was considered a secret of the underworld. She shouldn't have told Lu Wu, but since Lu Wu accompanied her into this painting today, she didn't It should be hidden from him.

Lu Wu was not too surprised by what he heard. When Fu Niannian mentioned the Ten Palaces of Yama, he had made some guesses.

It is very likely that Hades was destroyed and rebuilt.

The new Lord Pluto doesn’t look that simple. At least when he met the Ten Palaces of Yama before, he didn’t see such a strong sense of oppression in them. Although he seemed to be deliberately restraining his aura, he still felt arrive.

Fu Niannian said before that she knew Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin, so he guessed that the current Hades was very likely the reincarnation of Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin.

"Xue Quan stole the Flower of the Other Side to suppress the resentful souls he raised. Did the previous turmoil in the underworld have something to do with him?" Lu Wu thought of this and stared at Fu Niannian and asked.

Fu Niannian shook her head decisively: "It has nothing to do with him. I prefer that he fished in troubled waters and took the opportunity to steal these flowers from the other side."

Lu Wu was a little surprised by Fu Niannian's outright denial, but after the surprise, he became a little clearer.

The reason why Fu Niannian so flatly denied that Xue Quan was related to the turmoil in the underworld was because she knew who was the initiator of the turmoil in the underworld. She had a clear answer, so she did not doubt Xue Quan.

Sure enough, Fu Niannian's lips curved into a sneer: "He, Xue Quan, is not that capable, and can control the turmoil in the underworld."

(End of this chapter)