Chapter 107 (1/2)

”That's a monster.” Has been restored to be able to easily identify the evil spirit of the tassel can not wait to show: ”I feel the evil spirit.”

Qin Yi always felt that it was magical to feel the evil spirit.

After demonization, it is no different from human beings, and there is no smell of animals. Like the night plume by yellow, are fragrant, a pleasant fragrance, a charming fragrance to lift the heart, the two even fragrance is not the same. How can we distinguish the evil spirit from the evil spirit

So I asked.

Tassel does not have a good airway: ”who told you that this is heard by the nose. The cultivation foundation of demons and people is different, and the Qi mechanism born of cultivation is naturally different. This is discriminated by divine sense, not by nose!”

”What kind of demon was that just now?”

”It's a kind of mouse. It's a good food.”

”Food Material

”Yes, it tastes good. It can also increase your Lightning affinity after use. If Cheng Huang's favorite food was changed, she might have stewed all of them. It's strange that she had to dare to enter the demon city... ”

”Why do I think this thing you're talking about is called Pikachu.”

”What is that?”

While he was talking, Taoist priest Qinghe had already arrived at the well under the crowd. Qin Yi didn't stray with tassel any more. He squeezed in and looked at his head.

The well is so deep that most people can't see it to the end. With Qin Yi's eyes now, it's easy to see that the bottom is dry. In this heavy rain weather, there's actually no water under it. You can see that some humidity is intended to be gradually absorbed at the bottom of the well.

If the groundwater is dry, it will not even run out of water in the foul ditch This is not a well problem, and ”pipeline dredging” is mostly meaningless.

Qin Yi looked dignified. He felt something under him It's a force beyond the norm that affects everything.

Is that mouse the devil?

What's the point of building a well?

At this time, the owner of the house also heard the wind coming out and arched his hand and laughed at the Taoist priest Qinghe: ”I'm sorry for the trivial things in my home. I'm so sorry to see you grow up.”

This is Mr. Wang Qin Yi looked at him, but he was an old man with elegant face. He had some temperament, but he had a pair of triangular eyes. His face was not very good. The tassel did not learn divination, nor did he learn physiognomy. Qin Yi could not judge a person by his appearance, so he looked away.

Taoist priest naqinghe stroked his beard and said with a smile, ”no matter whether it's silting or some abnormal forces, I just need to use the method to lead the earth and water to flow, and the silting and blocking will flow by itself, and the different forces will disperse by itself. It's just a small matter.”

Wang Wai said with great joy: ”then you will be rewarded, and the reward will satisfy the Taoist priest.”

”For the sake of peace in the countryside, why pay?” Taoist priest Qinghe said, ”please prepare the magic weapon.”

”What magic tools do you need?”

”The case of black sandalwood, ten thousand pieces of yellow paper, cinnabar peach wood, 365 star lights in the courtyard...” Taoist priest Qinghe kept reporting more than a dozen things all the way.

Wang's face is green.

Qin played chess with Xiangran.

He was taught by tassels that he never needed these media and strange ”Daochang”. Only when a formula was finished, all kinds of corresponding objects were needed for array arrangement. Of course, we can also understand why other people need media magic tools. In fact, it is the same reason that human beings use tools. What they can't do by themselves can be done with the help of tools.

I don't know whether this is the practice idea of the Taoist priest Qinghe, or whether the modern practice is different from ancient times, from attaching more importance to oneself to relying on external forces.

The yard tossed for a long time. It was dark, and the heavy rain stopped slightly. There was only drizzle left. It was very comfortable to hit on the face.

The Taoist temple is ready, and lights are lit around. The Taoist priest Qinghe is holding a wooden sword and stepping on the seven stars. He is saying something.

”Disease!” A sword pierced, string up the yellow paper flying in the air.

”Bang” on the ground, the yellow paper burned itself, hidden aura spilled.

The crowd cheered.

”It's a little tricky.” Tassel evaluation: ”it is too stupid, the form is bigger than the reality, a simple water diversion method, it is even more complicated than the life extension skill. It's really disappointing if all the people in today's practice are like this. ”

With the voice, there is aura in the well, and slowly the naked eye can see that the groundwater overflows upward, just like a vortex.

Taoist priest Qinghe pointed to the well and made an upward hook.