Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 254

Zhou Fang and Fang Ling saw that Miao Liang had kept his promise as promised. According to the conditions, the second step was to hand over the Yin spirit holding the formation to the person who set up the formation for maintenance.

Fang Ling followed Zhou Fang through many twists and turns, and finally came to a place where it suddenly became clear.

Although it is still located in the middle of the mountain, I don't know how big the mountain is, but Li Zong opened up such an open place, the high hanging dome is like the black night sky and can't see the end at a glance.

On top of it, there are looming stars all around the cave wall. I don’t know if they are made of pearls or other treasures that can emit brilliance. They look even more fake and real.

A towering hall built along the cave wall, with a golden roof and red tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, no matter the eaves carving or the material structure, all reveal the four words of luxury.

If it were built outside, I'm afraid not many people in the entire Yongling City would be able to enjoy a mansion of this size.

Now such a magnificent hall is buried deep underground, no matter how you look at it, it reveals eerie and weirdness. If Zhou Fang in front of him was not an upright person, Fang Ling would have thought that he had arrived at the territory of the ten halls of Yama.

Fang Ling originally thought that this main hall was the destination of his trip, but who knew that Zhou Fang walked straight to the side hall at the door.

Although the side hall is not as luxurious as the main hall, the decoration of the hall door is also calm and luxurious.In addition, the orange-yellow lighting inside is softer, and it looks much more comfortable than the main hall.

Zhou Fang walked through the corridor on one side and came to an ear door. After a pause, he knocked on the door.

Hearing the voice of an old man inside, he coughed a few times before answering: "Come in!"

With a creak, the door opened on its own without moving. Fang Ling suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and calmly followed Zhou Fang across the threshold.

The moment he lifted his foot and stepped in, Fang Ling already felt something different, the room was icy cold.

Different from the neat and solemn outside, several bundles of bamboo boards were thrown in disorder inside the ear door, and many strips of strips that had been polished and fleshed out were scattered around the feet of a lean old man.

A child was squatting on the ground, arranging the sundries one by one.

The old man's clothes were simple, and the lacquered apron worn by an ordinary bamboo craftsman around his chest had lost its original color, and only had an old oily sheen on the surface, as if it had been used for a lifetime.

The shriveled face was so thin that both cheeks were a little sunken, and the entire face was wrinkled like an old rag that had been wrung out.If it weren't for the fact that the two eyes were still full of light, which somewhat revealed the extraordinaryness of the master, Fang Ling would have thought that the person in front of him was a paper puppet.

Suddenly, the little boy who was cleaning up the sundries accidentally tripped over a strip on the ground, and threw himself down on the oil lamp on the table.

The little boy screamed in shock, and the moment the slight flame from the oil lamp licked the little boy's face, a scorched black hole appeared on his face.

Fang Ling was so frightened that he immediately went to help, but saw that after a flurry of beatings, the child who had fallen to the ground could no longer move.

Then with the help of the wall lamp on the wall, where are there other children?Obviously just a paper boy.Most of the boy's face had been burnt, and the strips exposed were exactly the same as those in the old man's hand.

"This soul is very stupid. After four or five years of raising it, it can't raise a trace of spiritual energy! Burn it!"

Just listen to the old man spit out such words without mercy, as if he said it to Fang Ling, but also as if he said it to himself.

"A good Yin spirit can be met but not sought, let alone one with cultivation." Fang Ling also threw away the burned paper figurine in his hand, looking at the old man and said.

"Little old man, thank you, girl, for helping me return it." Although Fang Ling said thank you, Fang Ling didn't feel any sincerity in him at all.

Fang Ling turned around cautiously and took half a step back, apparently not intending to hand over Yin Ling.

"Since the old gentleman knows the identity of this ghost, why don't he threaten him directly? After all, the kindness of parents is as heavy as a mountain. No matter how unkind Mr. Changting is, he will not do anything disobedient and unfilial."

"You baby girl, you speak lightly. If I don't think of a way to trap him first, how can I blackmail him?
If the coercion fails by accident and he catches me instead, I will make a puppet of his parents' ghosts. Even if the little old man has nine lives, he won't be able to kill him. "

Fang Ling's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.The reason why she had to go around the corner to meet the man who set up the formation was because the method he used to control Yi Xun's soul was exactly the same as that of the paper-skinned Taoist back then.

Along the way, Fang Ling was cautious, thinking that the truth was about to be revealed. Who would have thought that after some testing, the old man had no idea about the relationship between Changting and the Yin spirit holding the formation, so it was obvious that he was a fake.

Fang Ling was extremely disappointed, and now he had no thoughts to make excuses, and said with a cold face: "Then I wish the old gentleman a good start! I'll take my leave!"

After Fang Ling finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhou Fang stopped him and said, "Please keep Miss Fang's promise."

"You haven't kept your promise, why should I keep it?"

"What does the girl say?"

"We have something to say first, this Yin spirit will only be returned to the person who set up the formation, and I will watch and maintain it with my own eyes. Although this old gentleman has advanced cultivation and exquisite techniques, he is not the person who set up the formation."

"girl……"

Zhou Fang wanted to stop him again, but he was thrown away by Fang Ling. She reached out and took out the ring, with a lot of spiritual power already condensed in her hand.

"Although the old gentleman is not the person I'm looking for, if the gentleman recognizes this thing, it's not impossible to discuss it."

The old man stared at the bell ring in Fang Ling's hand for a long while, before saying:
"No wonder you can tell the truth from the fake at a glance. It is said that the person who can make this kind of puppet gold thread is an expert who walks in the palace. No wonder, no wonder..."

"The old man knows the source?"

"It's just hearsay. How can I and other ordinary people be able to inquire about the affairs of the palace? It's just rumors that they often serve the royal family and nobles, and they have always been rich and powerful. Naturally, rough bamboo strips cannot be compared with it."

"In the palace? Are you saying this belongs to the official family?"

"I don't know that."

Seeing that the old man didn't want to continue coaxing, Zhou Fang hurriedly wanted to interrupt: "Old Liang..."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Liang didn't give Zhou Fang a chance to speak. He only waved his hand and said: "Okay, the evil spirit trapped in the golden thread of this puppet is either evil or evil, or it was given to me. How can this strip of strips be used?" Can you control it?"

On the way back, Zhou Fang's face looked extremely ugly. Although Fang Ling felt very disappointed, she had always been an optimistic person.From another perspective, even though they were not the ones who set up the formation, they were relieved for a while.Otherwise, if he really met that person, wouldn't the fake soul consciousness in his hand be seen through immediately?

But what puzzled Fang Ling was why Zhou Fang brought a fake one to fool him?Now that my life is in their hands, it's up to them to shape or flatten it, so why should I be so defensive?

A thought popped up: Unless they couldn't find him.

In other words, the Yuanding Liujia formation in the small courtyard in the western suburbs was not set up by Li Zong?
When thinking about this, Fang Ling was inevitably a little surprised. Could it be that in addition to Li Zong, there was a third party involved in this matter?

No wonder I couldn't figure it out before, why did the people who set up the formation use that felt cloth as bait?The list directly pointed to the secret case of disappearance, why did Li Zong make an unnecessary move to get himself burned?
Fang Ling couldn't figure it out at the time, but if this third-party force was introduced, it would be very clear.

The person who set up the formation obviously wanted to take this opportunity to inflict losses on both Li Zong and Changting Lord, so that he could reap the benefits.

But in this way, wouldn't he and Changting have to face this attack from both sides at the same time?
As soon as Fang Ling thought of this, he felt that his brain was throbbing with pain. Looking at Zhou Fang, whose face was livid, it was obvious that his brain was also in severe pain.

With Li Chengyan's behavior style, Zhou Fang failed to complete the task as expected several times in a row. It's really hard to say whether he can keep his finger.

However, the person who obeyed orders like Zhou Fang was Li Zong's eldest disciple, Fang Ling did not expect it to be true.

You must know that the big disciples have always represented a school of face, they are selected through multiple assessments and grades, and they are all outstanding members of the new generation regardless of their morality and cultivation.

Even if he intends to inherit the title as the heir apparent, he must do so politely. After all, the young master is not the master. Even if he becomes the master one day, the eldest disciple should be at the level of an elder.

As arrogant and arrogant as Xian Yu, even when he was high-minded and arrogant in the past, he treated Xian Pei, who was just an elder's disciple, as a brother and never neglected him.Have you ever been like this, shouting around like a servant, cutting off your hands and feet at every turn, shouting and killing?

Anyone who has some ability is not arrogant and has a temper?
But this is a good thing for Fang Ling.At least the relationship between the two was by no means as close as the guard said.

But Zhou Fang is calm and thoughtful, while Li Chengyan is arrogant and stubborn, but he is vicious and vicious. He doesn't always think about problems like ordinary people, and he doesn't know where to start for a while.

However, Fang Ling hadn't made a move yet, but Zhou Fang had acted first.

Before Fang Ling returned to the prison, he heard a burst of noise coming from there, shouting and drinking.

(End of this chapter)