Day and night tour

Chapter 133 Half Man, Half Ghost
The front door of the old painting studio is a row of doors, and the back door is a wooden door with a bolt. There is a window next to the door, but a piece of the window glass was broken before the owner Li Lingzhang died. The broken part is still there.
Zhou Xuan reached in a hand, moved the thick door bolt, and opened the back door.

When the door bolt moved, there was a slight friction sound with the wooden groove, but it was not very loud.
But the Taoist priest in green who was sleeping soundly in the painting heard the noise and suddenly opened his eyes.

"what sound?"

The scroll was unfolded one third, and viewed from the side, it looked like an eyed snake standing upright.

The Taoist priest in green looked around and suddenly he saw a figure. In the moonlight, he could see clearly that the person was the young customer who had been browsing books in the bookstore for the whole afternoon.

Why is it him?

"Why is it him?"

Zhou Xuan had the same question. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a scroll that looked like a cobra. The head of the scroll was the Taoist priest in green from the afternoon. The scene was extremely strange for a moment.

Lu Mingkun almost threw his bamboo knife at the painting.

Zhou Xuan lit the kerosene lamp in the room, walked to the scroll, picked up the scroll, opened it, and asked the Taoist priest in the painting,
"Boss, you are quite capable. You can hide in a painting?"

"Young man, don't put your hands on me, or I'll call the police and sue you for trespassing!"

Ah?
Lao Deng has a strong sense of law?
"You occupied Li Lingzhang's store and you want to report me to the police?"

"Hey, do you know Xiao Lingzhang?"

"Come out and have a good chat." Lu Mingkun held the bamboo leaf knife.

"I hope you can cooperate, otherwise..." Zhou Xuan leaned the kerosene lamp towards the scroll and said, "I will burn this painting."

"Young man, this painting is my home. Setting fire to the house is a serious sin. You cannot go further and further down the path of deep sin... let go first." The Taoist priest in green asked Zhou Xuan to let go of his hand first.

"Why let it go?" Zhou Xuan asked.

The Taoist priest in green felt very aggrieved and said, "I already said that this painting belongs to my home. You put your hand on it and blocked my door. I can't open the door. How can I get out?"

"Then come out."

Zhou Xuan put the scroll on the table. With him and Lu Mingkun watching it, how could a painting run away?

The scroll floated to the wall and was gently hung. The long scroll unfolded and a Taoist priest in green stepped out of the painting.

The painting suddenly became an empty picture, leaving only some ripples.

"My two friends, I think there is a little misunderstanding between us."

The Taoist priest in green gestured slightly with his hands.

"What are you doing in Li Lingzhang's shop?" Zhou Xuan was too lazy to waste time talking to the Taoist priest in green and went straight to the point.

"I want to correct you. This store was opened by Li Lingzhang, but... I have a deep connection with the Li family."

The Taoist pointed at the scroll and said, "I am in the painting. This painting was bought by Xiao Lingzhang's great-grandfather. I watched his family grow up for several generations. Take Xiao Lingzhang for example. When he peed on the map on the kang as a child and got beaten, I was watching him right there and I almost couldn't help laughing out loud."

The Taoist priest had already begun to establish a connection with Li Lingzhang, but Lu Mingkun's attention was attracted by the two lines of words on the scroll.

"The Great Heavenly Master Xunlong from the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Canglong Mountain..."

"That was all my false reputation in the past, not worth mentioning... Really not worth mentioning."

"Is this your name?" Lu Mingkun asked the Taoist priest.

"I will not change my name, my surname will not change, my given name is Yun, my given name is Ziliang, and my Taoist name is Ruyunshanren."

Yun Ziliang seemed a little proud when he mentioned his own name.

"Are you talking nonsense again?"

Lu Mingkun exposed Yun Ziliang's lie and said, "Almost all dragon-seeking masters come from the mountains in Zhaojiaao, so how can there be any hidden dragon mountain?"

"Tsk, the dragon-hunting master from Zhaojia Mountain, holding a compass and pointing acupuncture points everywhere, is just repeating what his predecessors did, what kind of skill is that?
Only the sensing lineage of our Canglong Mountain is the real dragon-seeking master!
But the world believed in acupuncture, and Canglong Mountain gradually declined. In addition, the people of Canglong Mountain were all indifferent and did not like to fight for fame and fortune. Over time, the mountain lost its reputation. "

Yun Ziliang became more and more excited as he talked. He poured himself a cup of tea. He held the teapot and sipped it. The sound of water came out of the teapot, just like he was drinking water.

However, the spout of the teapot was at least two feet away from his mouth.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhou Xuan finally spoke. Judging from the way Yun Ziliang drank water, this was how a "zombie" drank water.

Ghosts have no physical form and rely entirely on their "taste" for food and drink. When a dish is placed on the table, the ghost will eat and drink voraciously while hardly touching the dish. But when the ghost finishes eating, when you use chopsticks to pick up the dish and put it into your mouth, you will find that the dish has no taste, because all the flavor has been eaten away by the ghost.

But even though Yun Ziliang is a ghost, he can still hold up a physical object like a teapot.

"Young man, you are knowledgeable and ask sharp questions."

Yun Ziliang said: "I am half human and half ghost. I have a body but an incomplete soul. I have flesh and blood but I have lost my yang energy."

"So your purpose in staying in this bookstore is?"

"It's not that I want to stay here, but I have no choice but to stay here. The painting is hanging in the shop, and I can't be too far away from it. I can only wander around it. The range is so large that it can just cover the East Market Street."

After Yun Ziliang finished speaking, he sat on a chair and sighed, saying: "Now that Xiao Lingzhang is dead, I am all alone and have no one to talk to. I feel lonely." "How do you know that Li Lingzhang is dead?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"I've already said that I'm the Dragon Seeker. Although I don't do divination, I can still tell the simplest divinations."

In order to verify whether Yun Ziliang's words were true or false, Zhou Xuan directly asked: "What is Li Lingzhang's grandfather's name?"

"Li Yuhua."

"What's his father's name?"

"Li Xiuyi."

"What does Li Lingzhang like to eat?"

"He loves to eat a lot, but he has no money to eat. He can only drink porridge in the morning, stew potatoes at noon, and buy two buns from the street at night. This is almost every day."

Yun Ziliang answered fluently and his answers were indeed correct, matching Li Lingzhang's memory.

"Why didn't you reveal your existence to Li Lingzhang?" Zhou Xuan asked again.

"Can you disclose it casually?"

Yun Ziliang said: "The Li family does not understand the principles of yin and yang, and they have never worshipped gods in the dark. What if they find that there is a person living in their painting and burn the painting in excitement?"

have to,
After all this time, it turns out that Yun Ziliang is really just a "half-human, half-ghost" hiding in the painting, and still has nothing to do with the opportunity of tattooing.

"You two are not ordinary people. I saw it when you entered the store. One of you is a psychic from the Blood Well, and the other one deals with corpses every day. You are either a corpse whisperer or a corpse driver. You two came to the bookstore to look through books for no reason. I think you are looking for something.

If I'm not mistaken, you haven't found this thing yet."

Yun Ziliang's words were not loud, but they were extremely powerful.

"You're mistaken. I'm not the psychic of the Blood Well." Zhou Xuan narrowed his eyes into a line. Although he denied it, he actually looked up to the Taoist priest in his heart.

"You see, you know what's going on."

Yun Ziliang stroked his beard and said seriously, "When worshipping the gods in the underworld, due to different incense and different physiques, after practicing day and night, the body will undergo certain changes. For example, the blood well is spiritual, and the light and dark consciousnesses control the body at the same time, with extremely strong perception. However, the two consciousnesses are too strong, so the area between the eyebrows is wider than that of ordinary people.
Besides, brother, you are with corpses day and night, so you will inevitably absorb the evil spirit of corpses. A bone will grow behind your neck. This bone will not have much impact on your life, but it will affect your posture. You always like to lower your head a little bit, which makes people feel humble. "

Lu Mingkun was very convinced. Yun Ziliang had a lot of knowledge and a sharp eye.

He asked, "Old Hermit, what you just said is the knowledge of the Xuanmen "Bone Touching" Hall, right?"

"Bone touching and acupuncture for finding dragons are just the same. They are just unskilled people. Many of the principles can be understood with just a glance. They touch here and there with their hands, just like people scrubbing their bodies in a bathhouse. It's vulgar. I look down on them!"

"..."Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun.

Zhou Xuan could see that Yun Ziliang was truly arrogant, but also truly capable.

"Old Yun, do you also know about the Blood Well?" Zhou Xuan was very outgoing. He and Yun Ziliang got along so well that they even changed their way of addressing each other.

"Of course I understand. In fact, more people understood it before."

"how long ago?"

"It was Laba Night more than sixty years ago." Yun Ziliang said.

Zhou Xuan had heard Yuan Buyu say before that on the night of Laba sixty-four years ago, the Blood Well appeared in the dreams of many evil spirits and gods, and a large number of evil spirits and gods across the country died in that dream.

"If I hadn't been hiding in the painting, I would have been swallowed by the blood well."

Yun Ziliang sighed, "After that big dream, almost no one who knew about the Blood Well was left. All the ancient books and records about the Blood Well were burned without fire that day. The remaining people no longer understood the Blood Well, and then they began to study the Blood Well again."

"In fact, the Blood Well did not appear sixty-four years ago. It is very old, at least older than the gods and white walkers that came later..."

Zhou Xuan and Lu Mingkun were both shocked. The history of the Blood Well was so long?!
"Is there any evidence that the Blood Well is older than the gods and the White Walkers?"

"There is no evidence. I also read it in ancient books, but the ancient books were burned, so there is no evidence.
According to the fragments I wrote down sporadically, the blood well contains a disordered space and time, and the will of the blood well is to devour. Among the people it devours, in addition to the so-called Yin people and divine people... In fact, it also devours many unknown things, including gods, strange walkers, and unknown people walking in the human world.

Because the good things swallowed are countless, there are many exaggerated treasures flowing inside the blood well.
Hundreds of years ago, there was a group of people who were good at a craft called fishing. They opened a blood well, used living people as bait, and fished in the well. What they caught were those treasures..."

"It was all many years ago, it was all just nonsense. By the way, what are you looking for in this bookstore?"

Yun Ziliang asked Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan didn't say that he was shocked by Yun Ziliang's speech. In addition to being shocked, he even suspected that Yun Ziliang was another White Walker similar to "Human Ao".

"Suspect me?"

Yun Ziliang added: "That's normal. My explanation is too mysterious. You people nowadays have a lot of omissions and tampering with the history of Jingguo. It's normal that you don't want to believe it."

"You said that history has been tampered with and omitted? For example?" Zhou Xuan asked again.

"Well, for example, the head of the ancient Buddha was stolen by a monster with a goat's head and a human body. Oh, this piece of history that everyone believed to be true was tampered with. The ancient Buddha never had a head from the time he was born to the time he was lost."

Zhou Xuan, Lu Mingkun: "..."

ps: The second update is here, thank you brothers for your support, I love you, muah

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