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Chapter 313 Try to enlighten the substitute puppet

It’s extremely cold in the early winter morning in Beijing.

At dawn in the morning, the first people to appear on the street were the dung men. They had to leave the city before dawn. In the past, this job was specially hired by the local yamen, but now slaves are prevalent. The yamen not only don’t have to spend money, but they can also Make a fortune.

Along with the dung men, there are corpse collectors who patrol the streets. They will clear out the frozen people on the streets in advance. These people are usually led by two subordinate officials from the yamen, and divide the city they are in charge of into several areas. , leading a dozen slaves and a large carriage, patrolling along a fixed route.

Most of the people who froze to death on the street were slaves. Most of them were slaves waiting for their masters outside the hook fence. Of course, there were also some ordinary people who fell drunk and fell on the street.

Regarding the death of slaves, the subordinates simply took off the tags on their bodies and informed their masters at that time. The treatment of ordinary people was much better. They would be taken to the government office individually to verify their identity. Then notify their families to pay for the ransom. If no one comes to pay for more than three days, they will be thrown into a mass grave outside the city and buried with the slaves.

At dawn, the shops on both sides of the city's main streets opened their doors in unison, sprinkled some cigarette ashes on the cold and smooth stone pavement in front of their shops to prevent customers from falling when they arrived at the door, and then they all offered incense.

When the smell of incense surrounds the whole city, it is almost around three quarters of the hour. A burst of golden music will come from the palace on the top of the mountain. This is the time to discuss politics in the daily meeting hall, and all the ministers will gather together. Discuss military and state affairs with the emperor in the meeting hall.

Cities are also revitalized.

In the small area in the east of the city near the city gate, there is a small courtyard at the end of a row of houses built on the river. In the morning, a hawker followed a slave carrying food, stopped in front of the courtyard, and shouted: "Haggis soup, steamed buns, steamed buns."

Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps inside, and then the courtyard door was opened from inside, and a strong man wearing a uniform came out. He was holding a tray in his hand, looked at the vendor and said: "Two bowls of haggis soup. , ten mutton buns.”

"Is there a guest at your house?" the vendor asked enthusiastically.

"Yes, a friend I met when I was traveling on Yunjiang Road." This person is Wang Ping's puppet Zihong, but his current name is Huang Jiang. When he spoke, he gave six big coins, which was quite a lot. for sixty copper plates.

"Sir, please take your time." The vendor bent down and saluted, and then called his slave to go deeper into the alley.

Zihong held the tray in one hand and closed the courtyard door with the other. He then walked into the courtyard with the tray, walked to the side room with the stove on the left, and put the food on the table.

"Lamb, pretty fresh lamb!"

Wang Ping was sitting on an old chair next to the stove. Yu Lian smelled the smell of mutton, cheered and flew to the table to spit out the snake letter.

"You can give me a bun!"

Wang Ping put the tea cup in his hand next to him and greeted Zihong, while Yu Lian swallowed a bowl of mutton soup after he finished speaking.

The steamed buns taste quite good. The mutton stuffing inside is also mixed with some dried vegetables. It is refreshing in the mouth and has a thick and refreshing feeling at the same time. Wang Ping finished eating one and looked to the other side of the table. Yu Lian's mouth was full in one bite. After picking up five, she noticed Wang Ping’s gaze and said, “You only meant one!”

"... "

Wang Ping looked at Zi Hong and asked, "Is Junior Brother Wang Kang's grave still in Huangyang Mountain?"

The first thing he has to do is to pay homage to Junior Brother Wang Kang and Second Senior Brother Liu Zixiu. There should be no problem with Junior Brother Wang Kang, but it may be very troublesome with Liu Zixiu, because he was named a humane saint after his death, and the cemetery is full of people all year round. There are guards on guard.

"Yes! We are always guarded by the Wang family's children." Zihong replied respectfully. "Where's Second Senior Brother's cemetery? Have you found a way to get in?" Wang Ping asked again.

"My disciple is incompetent, there is nothing we can do for the moment!" Zi Hong lowered his head.

Wang Ping didn't mean to blame, and the room immediately fell into silence. Yu Lian took the opportunity to swallow the remaining buns in one go, then flew to Wang Ping's shoulders with satisfaction, and stretched out. One breath.

After eating, Wang Ping asked Zihong to continue working at the Yamen, while he sprinkled some weed seeds with a stable breath into the air, and then took out a puppet full of spirituality.

This is the corpse soldier that has been refined into a spirit body. Wang Ping has repaired most of it, leaving only the final step of giving it consciousness.

Wang Ping took it out at this time because he suddenly thought of Xia Yao's reminder. If someone in Shangjing City really wanted to do something to him, he would definitely investigate him very carefully, and then he would definitely think of him going to sacrifice. Worship Wang Kang.

"Why are you staring at a spirit body like that? It makes the armor on my body tremble." Yu Lian may have thought of some plot points in the folk tales she had read.

Wang Ping was interrupted by this and stopped the messy thoughts in his mind. He turned his head and looked at the altar enshrined in the main room of the courtyard. He walked to the flower clusters in the courtyard and spread his own breath and the puppet's breath through the flower clusters. The natural wood spirit energy covers it.

After adjusting his emotions, Wang Ping summoned the true spirit consciousness that he had refined in advance. After carefully confirming the memory of this part of consciousness, he used the 'initiation technique' to drive this part of consciousness into the core of the puppet.

After a few breaths, the puppet's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he saw Wang Pingping subconsciously asking him to salute: "I've met the Taoist Master!"

Wang Ping did not add the title of 'Master' because he felt a little ashamed. He turned to look at the altar in the main room again, and then observed the national destiny above the city, and then directed a stream of wood spirit energy. Entering the puppet's air sea, his dry air sea was immediately activated.

The next moment, the activated sea of ​​​​qi, under the influence of Wang Ping's Yuan Shen consciousness, quickly started to rotate on the limbs and bones of the spirit body. When the first Great Zhoutian was formed, the puppet's consciousness slowly solidified, and a divine soul Instinct sprang out of the puppet's body.

Wang Ping pinched the magic formula with his hands, doubling the wood spirit energy in the flower cluster, blending with the surrounding golden energy, and isolating the puppet's atmosphere.

Later, Wang Ping inspired three talismans in succession, namely the 'Heaven Talisman', the 'Borrowing Luck Talisman' and the 'Psychic Talisman'. Of course, they were all superficial. They only had the breath of the three talismans, but could not borrow the power of heaven and earth. .

After confirming that there was no problem, Wang Ping drove these three talismans into the puppet's newly formed soul consciousness. The momentum of the puppet's soul suddenly increased greatly, but was soon suppressed by Wang Ping's soul consciousness, and allowed the soul consciousness to follow the instructions. His will evolves.

"Did it succeed?" Yulian asked.

"It's still early. We won't know the result until a few days later."

Wang Ping replied softly, he used a puppet activated by part of his own consciousness, so the combination of the puppet's soul consciousness and the wood spirit's energy was very powerful, but the success or failure depends on the degree of integration between the soul and the spirit body.

And Wang Ping probably has a time limit, otherwise he could prepare it in advance.

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(End of this chapter)