The days when I farmed in Liaozhai

Chapter 174 Resurrection

The sky was blank, bordering the bombed-out palace gymnasium.Fu Duoxi walked in carefully through the crooked door.

"The blast wasn't strong enough to kill that monster."

Fu Duoxi patted himself on the head, this trick was very effective, the angry voice became gentle, "Even if Zuo Quan is killed by blowing up, I can't bring my sons and daughters back to life."

"There's nothing here, what do you want me to see here?"

Fu Duoxi can also not listen to the instructions of the voice in her head, but she is also full of curiosity about the great master, and it is very exciting to take a look at the gymnasium of the great master while no one is around.

"Go and have a look inside. I came to investigate last night, but I couldn't find anything inside. Today, only two-thirds of the place was blown up during the day. Yaodao can't refine the elixir now."

Wading across a gelatinous ground, in front of it is a small door just big enough for one person to bend over.There was a strange lock on the small door, and it couldn't be opened after twisting it. Fu Duoxi was going to go home. This night was really exciting, and he needed to digest it.

The voice in my mind sounded right at the right time, asking Fu Duoxi to open the lock and go in to have a look, maybe there is a secret of the demon way hidden here, otherwise it would not be locked with a spell, and it would be unlocked by reciting the spell correctly, Fu Duoxi parroted the last word, The strange lock suddenly disappeared.

"It's amazing! I also want to practice Taoism."

"You don't need to, you are a natural god, a realm that cultivators can't reach in a few lifetimes."

Come again!Fu Duoxi didn't make a sound, thinking that there must be a wry smile on his face.

Inside the small door was a slanting passage. After walking in the dark for a while, I heard the sound of running water, and a voice rang in my head, "It's the river in the imperial city. We are leaving the palace."

After walking forward for a certain distance, the passage slowly stretched upwards, and at the end was a small door. The lock on the small door was exactly the same as the previous one. Fu Duoxi recited the spell, and the door lock disappeared. "It's really good, as expected of a great god."

"Can you say something useful?"

Sometimes I dislike my mother nagging, who wants to have an old aunt nagging in my mind all the time.

Pushing the door and going out, Fu Duoxi was stunned, it turned out to be the residential house with the statue of the Spring God outside.

"Heh, that demon Taoist wanted to receive incense, so he had to build a god statue to offer it to him. He deserves to be smashed. He can't even think about becoming a fairy in this life."

"Let's go back the same way." At this time, the sky is bright, and I'm afraid it will attract attention if I fly to the sky again.Returning to the secret path again, Fu Duoxi figured it out. It turned out that Zuo Quan was hiding in the statue and talking to Liniang.It seems that the ability of the Great Master is nothing more than that. At that time, I thought that the Great Master had the ability to transmit sound and watch people for thousands of miles!

Passing by the sound of water again, I always felt that there was an empty echo on the wall. I reached out and knocked, and the wall slid left and right.

There was a red lacquered coffin placed in the wall, and Fuduoxi couldn't help shouting: "Zuo An!"

The voice in my head suddenly asked excitedly: "You mean my son Zuo An is inside?"

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that Mr. Ji had the lipstick lacquer coffin carried away. After returning to the capital, the lipstick lacquer coffin disappeared in Yizhuang. Mr. Ji asked me to go to Baoling Temple to look for it. I didn't expect it to appear here here."

"Help me open it, please, Duoxi."

Poor old mother Si'er was eager to see her, even if it was a pile of bones, Fu Duoxi endured the discomfort in her heart and opened the coffin lid.

Unexpectedly, the person in the coffin not only had a fresh and fleshy face, but also exuded a strange medicinal fragrance.

The voice in my head was startled, "My son, let me take a closer look."

Fu Duoxi also wanted to take a closer look, the tragic scene of Zuo An being bitten to death by a mad rabbit was still vivid in his memory, but Zuo An seemed to be asleep in front of him.

"It's my son. He has a mole at the corner of his eye... Zuo Quan must have used the resurrection technique. He wants to resurrect our son..."

Just now, he was spitting out a monster, and now he is gently calling the other party's name!
Fu Duoxi straightened up and asked, "What is the resurrection technique?"

The voice in his head did not answer for a long time, Fu Duoxi turned and left.The voice hurriedly shouted to close the coffin lid quickly, so that my son could not see the light...

Duoxi, the resurrection technique is to use other people's lives to continue my son's life, only Taoists who have reached the Ascension to the Immortal Realm have this ability.Ten lives can be extended to one life, and after seven to seven 49 days, it depends on the fortune of the person who continues the life. "

"Then ten people have been killed by Zuo Quan?"

"No, the resurrection technique is to use a spell to trap ten people in a dark place. The passing of their lives is also the process of my son's resurrection. It doesn't seem to be long now."

"hateful!"

The voice was hoarse.

Even if parents are eager to save their children, they cannot kill other innocent people.Everyone is the heart and soul of their parents.

Fu Duoxi tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep that night, although the voice stopped, but he could feel the sadness spreading in his mind.

If Mr. Ji was told about Zuo An, then Zuo An would have no hope of being resurrected.One mother's greatest expectations shattered, but what about ten more?
After the show girls gathered for breakfast, Fu Duoxi asked Zhuye for a pen and paper, preparing to write a letter to Mr. Ji.Xiunu can't go out of the palace, but she can communicate with the outside of the palace every ten days.

"I beg you, Duoxi... just let my son live for a while, and let me, a mother, spend time with him for a while."

Fu Duoxi put down his pen, and the voice in his head sobbed.

"I can't disregard the life and death of those ten people for you. Mr. Ji should be able to find those ten people soon."

Fu Duoxi folded the letter paper and put it in an envelope, the voice in his head suddenly said hoarsely, "Zuo Quan alone is worth the lives of ten people, as long as you catch Zuo Quan, Duoxi, my son can be resurrected."

"Okay, I'll grab Zuo Quan for you."

At noon, Ji Yunshen received Fu Duoxi's letter in Dali Temple. After reading the contents of the letter, Ji Yunshen immediately asked Chengye to prepare his horse and go to the hunting ground.

The palace gymnasium was blown up, and Zuo Quan, the great national teacher, was seriously injured. The emperor immediately arranged for Zuo Quan to go to a hunting ground in the suburbs to heal his injuries.

Without the restraints in the palace, Ji Yunshen could directly question the Grand Master.

"Your neck is uncomfortable, Mr. Ji? Did you have a stiff neck at the Princess Mansion last night?"

Ji Yunshen tilted his head, his eyes cut to Chengye's face.It's also really strange. After waking up last night, my neck has been hurting. I thought it would be better soon, but now it hurts even more.I reached out and touched it, wiped a trace of mucus on my palm, and wiped it off with a handkerchief for a long time.

The hunting ground in the suburbs is surrounded by mountains, and the fast horse drives through the gate and goes straight to the summer palace on the mountainside.In half a month, the emperor will come here to cool off.

The palaces and pavilions are simple and simple, and the sound of bells and drums can be faintly heard.

Ji Yunshen was slightly taken aback when he saw the Jinluan chariots and horses at the door, and asked the guards at the gate, sure enough, the emperor brought the new draft girl here to cool off in advance.

"The emperor doesn't bring the queen to bring the new draft girl? It doesn't make sense!"

What Cheng Ye said was right, a beautiful girl who just entered the palace is not qualified to meet the emperor, let alone travel with him.

"What a joy!"

Hearing the sound, Fu Duoxi looked at Ji Yunshen, then waved his hands and went into the corridor.

(End of this chapter)