Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 16
"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The red clothed paper figurine's voice was extremely distant, its mouth covered with inferior cinnabar opened and closed slightly, and its red gauze fluttered in the wind, swaying on the branches.

"Forget it. Uh... what do you think I should be afraid of?"

Jiang Wen put the egg back into his pocket and said confidently.

"Is it a camouflage that uses red yarn for green yarn and stealthily learns how to change faces from Sichuan opera? Is it the shadow puppet technique of using roller skating and cotton thread to control paper kites from a long distance? Or the Dolby that hides glass in the tree canopy and relies on echo sound transmission?" Special effects?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wen said with some regret: "Girl, I have a middle school physics textbook here. If you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can teach you the principles..."

The paper man in red seemed to understand but didn't understand, and he didn't have the mood swings of being seen through. Instead, he was entangled with another problem.

"Why do you call me a girl?"

Jiang Wen took off the dodder from his clothes, and said absent-mindedly: "People who come out to walk in the rivers and lakes and can speak with such indistinguishable voices must be afraid of being recognized as a woman."

"Interesting, what if I speak in a male voice?"

Youyuan's voice suddenly became rough and hoarse, endlessly golden and iron horse.

"Then it must be a woman! If you really look like Zhong Kui, you still need to hide? This kind of thing will only cover up and can't deceive people."

"According to you, do men have to speak with female voices?"

The voice of the paper figurine became soft and charming again, scratching at the heartstrings of the listener.

"That's more certain that it's a woman. Even if it's a man, it's a man who wants to be a woman. Tell yourself, who would study this useless ability for a decent man?"

The red-clothed paper figurine floated around, as if determined to be serious about this issue.

"Anyway, you say you are a woman, so tell me, how do you talk to be a man?"

Jiang Wen thought for a long time, then tentatively said.

"Otherwise...try to learn how to bark in the future?"

A strong wind suddenly blew up, and the tall citron tree swayed violently. Countless branches and leaves fell from the sky, falling like a storm, as if the whole world was furious because of his frivolity and rudeness.

The fake face of the red-clothed paper figurine began to smear and deform, turning into a green-faced and fang-like evil, glaring at Jiang Wen.

"Nonsense! I used a blind spell to prevent you from rushing into the Yindi, but your friends are still in the village. They have already bumped into the night ghost carrying the coffin, and if they continue, they will die together..."

Jiang Wen didn't waver at all, he just looked at the paper man in red without blinking for a moment, pointed to the things in the tomb and said.

"I can go, at least tell me what it is?"

The red-clothed paper figurine gradually stopped wandering, and returned to its original whining voice, with waves of sound undulating layer upon layer.

"Sanliting encountered a catastrophe that year, and the resentment has not disappeared. This place finally turned into a ghost land. People die as ghosts, and ghosts die as ghosts. Ghosts are afraid of ghosts, just like people are afraid of ghosts. I am using the ghosts formed by stubborn evil thoughts to suppress The evil ghosts in the tomb. I also invited the night ghosts in the village to carry the coffin, and I want to send them back to the netherworld..."

"If it worked, you wouldn't be here chatting with me."

Jiang Wen continued to ask, "Besides, since the upheaval of the country and the invasion of the Tartars, there are many people who have suffered tragic disasters in the world. Why don't these dead souls turn into ghosts and seek justice from the murderer?"

The paper figurine was stopped by the righteous words, and it took a long time before he answered.

"Ordinary people die, and they will naturally disappear with the passage of time, and there is no efficacious to be found. But the people in Sanliting did not come from Han, but from the mountains of Wuyi. Their ancestors were not the people of Sanmiao and Jiuli, but Guo Pu The extinct Gan giants mentioned in the Annotation of Shan Hai Jing..."

Gan giant?
What Jiang Wen immediately thought of was the "Shan Hai Jing", which was written from the Warring States Period to the early Han Dynasty. , because that is to escape."

But it is generally believed that the Gan giants are alien beasts like Sasquatch, so how could they have a blood relationship with humans?
"Otherwise, girl, you first worship me as a teacher, and I will buy one and get one free, and then I will give you a middle school biology book, what do you think?"

Jiang Wen looked at the paper figurine in front of him with eyes of caring for a fool.

The red-clothed paper man didn't explain much, but said lightly: "Since you have gone into the mountains to search for the treasures of Fujian and Yue, how come you don't even know the story of Lord Ape? In the early Tang Dynasty, Ouyang Xun's mother was abducted by the white ape spirit, and his father Ouyang He entered the mountain to kill the white ape, but the mother was pregnant, and gave birth to him who looked like an ape—Sanliting people, most of them are like this.”

Jiang Wen laughed: "Of course I know that apes rob women as wives in Fujian and Yue. There are many records in ancient books. Jiao Yanshou in the Han Dynasty wrote in "Yi Lin Kunzhi Peeling" that "Nanshan Dalong stole my concubine." Later, Jin people Zhang Hua's "Natural History" describes it more specifically, but being robbed and having a child are two different things, and Ouyang Xun's is purely idle slander."

The night wind is majestic, and no one would have imagined that in such a deserted village, there would be a man in tattered Taoist uniform, talking about history with a paper figurine in red on a treetop, exchanging the most absurd rumors in the vast sea of ​​classics .

"Are you really not worried about your friend? It is not easy for the night ghost to escape by carrying the coffin."

The voice of the paper figurine implied a threat, but Jiang Wen didn't care.

"When it comes to danger, that friend of mine is the most dangerous. To be honest, the room was dimly lit at the time. When I pricked the Tanzhong acupoint, I missed it by two points. Once the needle was shaken, maybe Hong Xiguan would wake up." Already!"

At this moment, the paper figurine shook suddenly, as if something was about to come out of its body.

Then in front of Jiang Wen, the paper figure in red clothes suddenly burst into flames from the corner of the red gauze skirt, and in an instant it turned into a blazing flame that devoured everything. The speed was so fast that Jiang Wen didn't even have time to see the flames sprawling.

The tongue of fire licked the air, and the light of the fire also changed from bright yellow and red to indigo, illuminating the surrounding ghostly and terrifying.

Just when the will-o'-the-wisp was erratic, a whitish seed appeared on the paper man's celestial cover, bathed in flames, from which grew a pure white jade-like lotus flower, which went straight to the sky with the dazzling light of the fire!

"Hmph, White Lotus Sect."

Jiang Wen murmured silently, no wonder he used all kinds of illusions to pretend to be gods and ghosts from the moment we met, and he was ambiguous in doing things. Among the three religions and nine streams in the world, only this group of people is the most mysterious.

The members of the White Lotus Sect should have been here a long time ago, but they didn't expect the three of them to rush in, so they pretended to be ghosts and gods to make them retreat.

I deliberately delayed the time just now, and wanted to inquire about their details, but the White Lotus Sect also responded hastily, so naturally they also deliberately extended the time to facilitate the end.

In the end, Qingyang came to the world with this hand, and the trick of Bailian manifesting his holiness was the warning of the White Lotus Sect.

Those who can't see through think that they will leave quickly when they meet ghosts and gods, and those who can understand the way know that it is the White Lotus Sect, and they generally don't want to have any conflicts with this group of people.

"Fire paper painted with nitrate? It's really fun to play Jianghu illusion, and it's good to learn chemistry after entering the sect..."

The White Lotus Sect has lost tonight.

Their biggest mistake, apart from running into Jiang Wen, a salty fish who had nine-year compulsory education, was to underestimate the killer Hong Xiguan.

In the Three Mile Pavilion, Jiang Wen had already seen a figure appearing in the distance.

Although the paper figurines in the village carried the coffins strangely and unpredictablely, even though they used all kinds of killing moves, they were still killed by Hong Xiguan, who broke away from the silver needle, with a life-threatening choke gun, and scattered all over the ground. Only one red lacquer coffin was left lying there.

When Jiang Wen came to the village, Hong Xiguan's remaining strength was exhausted. He leaned on his spear and relied on red beans to support him so that he didn't fall down.

"I brought the medicine back! Give it to him quickly!"

After everything was over, Jiang Wen took the time to look at the contents of the coffin, but it was a piece of crystalline conglomerate engraved with insect script and bird seal script and handwriting. Other than that, it was ordinary and nothing unusual.

Jiang Wen put the stone away carefully.In this grotesque night, there was no abnormality in this stone, perhaps the biggest abnormality.

(End of this chapter)