Day and night tour

Chapter 264 Ancient Witch Sacrifice
Zhou's class, under the ancestral tree,

When Zhou Lingyi heard Zhou Xuan's funny call, she couldn't help laughing for a moment. She raised the round fan in her hand, lightly covering half of her face, and said to herself: My younger brother is always so interesting.

After she laughed, she placed the round fan on the tea stool beside her, drew a witch talisman in the air with her right hand, and slowly pushed the talisman forward.

The witch talisman entered the ancestral tree,

The willow tree, whose canopy now covers two streets, has been infused with talismanic power, and its branches are now emitting a faint light.

The light enveloped Zhou Lingyi's body, causing her figure to slowly fade.

In the Totem Hall on the south mountain of Dongshi Street, Zhou Lingyi's figure appeared.

"Zhou Lingyi of the Zhou family, I am very lucky to meet Mr. Yun and Priest Peng today."

Zhou Lingyi bowed slightly towards Yun Ziliang and Peng Sheng as a greeting.

"You siblings are really a family, you are both so good looking."

Yun Ziliang likes Zhou Xuan's handsome appearance the most.

In general, the Xunlong Hall is a gathering place for people who love beauty. When the hall recruits disciples, it has certain requirements on appearance and temperament.

Take Zhao Wuya for example. Even though this guy is now a comedian, when he rides his black donkey upside down, he has a kind of immortal air, like a hermit.

"We are a troupe of actors and actresses. If we are ugly, won't we be ridiculed all day long?"

After Zhou Xuan responded to Yun Ziliang's words cheerfully, he asked Zhou Lingyi, "Sister, is the Zhou family business going well?"

"Well, after you left, Senior Brother expanded our business and built a theater on Taiping Road. Senior Brother Liu took the lead in performing, and business is booming."

When Zhou Lingyi and Zhou Xuan chat, they like to talk about family matters, as if they were siblings in an ordinary family. Things like spiritual practice and incense are just far-away topics in their conversation and they don't like to mention them much.

The brother and sister then chatted about the daily affairs of the Zhou family. It was not that they were not doing their business, but since Zhou Lingyi's figure did not appear in Mingjiang Mansion, she could not use witchcraft.

Peng Sheng, who was standing aside, tilted his head to look at the brother and sister, and said secretly as he looked: The Zhou family witch, like the Xuan brothers, is also a person of extraordinary talent.

After the siblings chatted for a while, Zhou Lingyi's figure materialized. She said, "Brother, let's talk about the team later. I'll help Mu Hua chant the Mantra to Eliminate Sadness."

"That's good."

Zhou Xuan stood aside, and Zhou Lingyi moved forward towards Mu Hua.

Mu Hua's mental state was worrying at this time. It seemed that under the influence of the decaying door tattoo on his back, he had hallucinations. His hands kept reaching forward, grabbing handfuls of air, then putting them into his mouth and chewing them in big mouthfuls.

Zhou Lingyi stretched out his arms and snapped his fingers forward. Mu Hua's eyes closed immediately and his head tilted, pretending to be asleep, but he was not really asleep. His hands, feet, and body were all tense and tense.

"Half asleep, half awake, the Wu family's way of falling asleep."

Yun Ziliang is a Taoist priest, but he has been searching for dragons all year round, traveling all over the country. He has seen and heard many secrets, and has quite a lot of insights into several branches of the Wu family.

At this time, Zhou Lingyi had already started drawing talismans. She bit her middle finger and dripped a drop of blood.

The blood fell to the ground, but stopped halfway.

Then, the sound of many people crying could be heard throughout the tomb.

Crying is extremely sad, like crying, like complaining, like complaining, like longing,
Along with the crying, blood-colored tears oozed from the air around them, flowing from all directions towards Zhou Lingyi's finger drop of blood, inexplicably forming a gently rolling blood wave.
Zhou Lingyi stretched out her hands, and the blood wave seemed to be urged to crawl towards her onion-like hands.

Looking at the production process of this talisman, it doesn't look like it was drawn, but rather was formed by the blood waves flowing naturally on Zhou Lingyi's arm.

The difficulty of erasing part of the memory depends on whether the amount of memory to be erased is large or small, and whether the years are long.

The memory of Mu Hua eating the baby is not only very old, but also because the span of this memory is long and the amount of memory is huge, it is very difficult to erase it out of thin air.

Therefore, Zhou Lingyi used the ancient witch's "Sad Song Sacrifice Method" to form talismans on her hands.

The talisman was still slowly forming in Zhou Lingyi's hand.
Zhou Xuan asked Yun Ziliang: "Is my sister's witch talisman very powerful?"

"Ah."

Yun Ziliang had a rather high vision for incense and fire practice, and said to Zhou Xuan: "What your sister just used was the ancient witch's sacrificial method. This method is very complicated. At her age, she can use it so naturally, as if she were using her arms and fingers. It's rare, rare."

After saying this, he looked at Peng Sheng.

Peng Sheng is from the tattoo family and belongs to the same branch of the witch family as the witch. His insight into witchcraft is much better than Yun Ziliang's.

After Yun Ziliang made his judgment, he of course had to seek Peng Sheng’s agreement.

After Peng Sheng and Yun Ziliang looked at each other, they nodded and said, "The ancient witch rituals are indeed complicated, but this is the Totem Hall of Tattoos, and it has been raised by the Yumen priests for hundreds of ghosts. It is both an ancient witch's place and a place of bloodshed.

In the witch family's hall, this place is called the evil land. In the evil land, do not set up an altar or recite witch words, otherwise, you will be entangled in the evil land and it will be very difficult to escape.
The Zhou family witch dared to perform the ancient witch's sad song for sacrifice here. She is very skilled and courageous. She is very courageous. "

For a moment, the two masters from three hundred years ago both praised Zhou Lingyi highly.

Zhou Lingyi smiled calmly and said, "With your protection, I dare to be so bold. It's not that I have any special ability to perform ancient witch sacrifices in the ancient witch land."

This is the sister Zhou Xuan is familiar with. Most of the time, you can hardly see any emotional fluctuations in her. Her heart is filled with rage, but her face is as calm as a lake.

As time passed, the sound of weeping in the tomb gradually faded away, and the talisman on Zhou Lingyi's body was also completed.

There is half of the witch talisman in each hand. When put together, it is a scene of ancient witches sitting in front of a campfire and singing sad songs.

"The words to dispel sadness are to use great sadness to erase small sadness."

Zhou Lingyi put her hands deep into Mu Hua's back and held Hua Zi's heart with both hands.

Amid the beating of her heart, the blood symbols on her hands responded automatically, emitting a song of great sorrow.

As the song continued, Mu Hua opened his eyes, and his gaze changed from that of a madman to the clarity of a normal person.

But soon, Mu Hua's eyes became confused again.

This pulling process continued over and over again, but Zhou Lingyi was extremely patient. She did not show any sign of annoyance. Instead, she looked at Mu Hua with compassion, allowing the sad song in the talisman to be released at a gentle rhythm.

Gradually, there was no more confusion in Mu Hua's eyes, and Zhou Lingyi's figure began to fade. The time for the ancestral tree "Tree Gate" to teleport was approaching.

Finally, when Mu Hua's eyes returned to normal, he suddenly fainted. Cui Jie hugged him and looked at Zhou Lingyi for advice.

"It's okay, Sister Cui. His sad memories are not really erased, but hidden. He needs to rest more and readjust."

Seeing Zhou Lingyi said so, Sister Cui laughed and cried, thanking Zhou Lingyi and Zhou Xuan, the brother and sister.

"Don't thank us, Sister Cui, we are all friends."

Zhou Xuan consoled again.

After Cui Jie's nervous spirit finally relaxed, Zhou Lingyi's figure had completely dimmed. She said to Zhou Xuan: "Brother, you have to break into the forbidden area of ​​tattoos and get rid of the three-headed stone Buddha. If that day comes, I will come to Mingjiang Mansion to help you."

"No need, sister. Mingjiang Mansion has enough manpower."

Zhou Xuan said.

In the present Mingjiang Prefecture, musicians and painters have already entered the eighth incense stick period. The witches Shang Wenjun and Hua Qingying are both sitting in the seventh incense stick period. There is also the tattoo ancestor Peng Sheng. No matter how powerful the tattoo forbidden area is, it cannot defeat him.

In addition to the death of Peng Hou, the Wansejie and the Hundred-Eyed High Priest have already gone to the capital city. The Tattoo Forbidden Land is now at its weakest period.

I am strong and my enemy is weak, so why do I need Zhou Lingyi to come and help me?

"To kill the three-headed stone Buddha, you don't need too much help." Zhou Xuan said again.

Zhou Lingyi explained: "The incense practice of Jingguo has cause and effect. If the cause and effect are not eliminated, it will become a demon in the heart, and the understanding of the incense and the way of the gods will be limited in the future.

The three-headed stone Buddha has nailed four generations of the Zhou family's Nuo to death. A few days ago, it also wanted to nail you to death. This is the karma between us siblings, and I must eliminate it myself."

Zhou Xuan finally understood and nodded quickly, saying, "I will inform you on the day we enter the forbidden tattoo area."

"When the time comes, my sister and I will let the wandering gods of Mingjiang Prefecture see that the Zhou family of Pingshui Prefecture has never been a mere figurehead with the name of a god but not the reality of a god."

When Zhou Lingyi said this, she disappeared.

Peng Sheng smiled and said, "The Zhou family witch is definitely not a boastful and impetuous person. Since she has said that the wandering gods of Mingjiang Prefecture will be enlightened, she will definitely be able to open their eyes."

Yun Ziliang said to Peng Sheng: "The Nuo God family used to be a useless family. Although they are descendants of Nuo God, they have never produced any amazing people. In this generation, the Pingshui Zhou family siblings are both talented in cultivation. I am afraid that they will really stir up a big storm."

"Speaking of cultivation, Lao Yun, don't praise me and my sister first. I have to tell you that I have realized two halls in one breath, and now I have reached the level of four incense sticks."

"Which two halls did you realize?" "Dunjia and Xunlong."

"Really?" Yun Ziliang's tone suddenly rose, revealing his enthusiastic attitude.

"Really, but I realized that there was something strange about Xunlong Hall. It was Shenqi, me, and Xuejing who subdued a golden dragon from the human world together, instead of meeting the founder of Xunlong, Shanzu."

"This is a good thing, a very good thing."

Yun Ziliang clapped his hands happily and said, "The Xunlong Hall is divided into two branches. One is called "Acupuncture Points", and Yazi is the Xunlong Master of this branch. The other branch is called "Induction", and I am the disciple of this branch.

If you see the Mountain Ancestor, it means you belong to the acupuncture school. If you see the Golden Dragon, then you have joined our induction school."

Yun Ziliang added: "The golden dragon in the human world is the longest dragon vein in Jing Country. It starts from Xueshan Prefecture in the west, spans nine prefectures, and reaches Dongguan Prefecture in the east."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and did not allow Zhou Xuan to refute him, so he said: "Tomorrow morning, learn the dragon-seeking technique from me. Since you are going to the Dragon-Seeking Hall to release the Dragon-Riding Talisman in the Tattoo Forbidden Land, you don't need me. Maybe you can rely on yourself."

After Yun Ziliang finished speaking, Zhou Xuan finally found a chance to chat and said, "Old Yun, can you help me with the repair of Xunlong Incense? What should I do with my Dunjia Incense? Can you introduce me to someone?"

"Dunjia, that's not easy to do." Yun Ziliang said.

Zhou Xuan asked, "Why? Dunjia and Xunlong belong to the same branch of Taoism, right? You should have a good relationship."

"Of course. Dunjia and Xunlong have a very good relationship. If they meet in the wilderness, they will call each other brother or junior brother according to their age."

"We have a good relationship. Why don't you ask a master of Dunjia to teach me?"

"No."

Yun Ziliang rejected it outright, and then asked, "What is the picture of the six incense sticks you tattooed?"

"Forbidden tattoo map."

"That's right." Yun Ziliang questioned, "Do you still remember what I said about a tattoo artist who once buried a forbidden tattoo in the home of a great mathematician in the capital, causing the great mathematician to die five generations later?"

"You seem to have said that."

"Isn't that enough? The tattoo master caused the death of the Dunjia master for five generations, and all the descendants born within five generations had tortoise shells on their backs and short arms and legs. The two halls became enemies because of this. If you meet a disciple of Dunjia and he doesn't beat you up, he is being merciful. Do you still want to learn his skills?"

Yun Ziliang said this and then changed the subject, saying: "However, I have a good relationship with people. I will help you find a Dunjia disciple. You can treat him to meals, curry favor with him and give him gifts. Over time, he will give you some pointers."

Zhou Xuan couldn't help but fall into deep thought. In this path of cultivation, there is no fighting and killing, but it is all about human relationships and worldly wisdom?
"We'll talk about it when we get home."

Yun Ziliang and Peng Sheng walked out of the tomb one after the other.

Muhua is no longer crazy, she just needs to go home and have a good rest. Cuijie also wants to go home.

Zhou Xuan also carried Xiao Fuzi and wanted to go back to the store.

Only Huang Xi stopped Yun Ziliang and said, "Master Yun, Sister Hu wants to take her nephew back to rest. That's the right thing to do, but you can't leave."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Have you forgotten about our Huang family's ancestral tomb?" Huang Xi said.

"Oh, yes, yes, your family's ancestral grave."

Yun Ziliang finally remembered why he came to Nanshan, and said to Zhou Xuan and Peng Sheng: "You go home first, I'm going to visit the Huangmen ancestral tomb."

After saying that, he left with Huang Xi, and the others also went home...

……

Inside Zhouji Jingyi Store,
Zhao Wuya also takes care of "Time" and Mo Tingsheng.

Mo Tingsheng was stimulated by the bloodbath at the Baoshan Temple in the Buddhist Kingdom, and was deceived by Zhou Xuan, thinking that his entire family had died in the bloodbath.
His mental state is very unstable now. He keeps looking at the street. When he sees the little boy, he starts crying in the wind.

Before he came to Jingguo, he had two sons, the younger one was only five or six years old.

In the past, he regarded the people of Jing as pigs and dogs, but now he couldn't wait to see the five or six-year-old boy to comfort his soul.

Zhou Xuan carried Xiao Fuzi and entered the store with Peng Sheng. He raised his leg and kicked Mo Tingsheng, not for any other reason but because he was displeased with this Buddhist man.

"Brother Xuan, just take a rest. I will take care of these two people." Peng Sheng said.

With Peng Sheng watching over him, Zhou Xuan naturally felt relieved.

He had been busy all day today and was exhausted and in urgent need of rest, but seeing how miserable Xiao Fuzi looked, he still had to treat his wounds.

His hands were bitten horribly by Mu Hua, some of the wounds were so deep that the bones could be seen.

He entered the secret realm and asked Li Chengfeng.

"Lao Li, Lao Li, I want to ask you something."

At this time, Li Chengfeng was meeting with painters, musicians and other gods to discuss disaster relief matters in Mingjiang Prefecture.

The flood in Mingjiang Prefecture has receded, but Mingxi District was severely affected. How to provide relief to the victims and repair the villages and towns damaged by the flood are issues that need to be addressed urgently.

These matters were originally the responsibility of the government office, but the affected area is too large this time, so the Bone Elders Association, the Witches, and the City God Hall have to work together to formulate a plan to quickly restore Mingjiang Prefecture to normal operation.

While the meeting was going on, Li Chengfeng heard Zhou Xuan asking questions in the secret realm. He found an excuse, left the meeting room, and in a quiet corner, entered the secret realm with his mind and responded to Zhou Xuan.

"High Priest, what do you want to ask?"

"Xiao Fuzi from our store had his hand bitten to pieces. Do you think your bone association has a good suture doctor who can heal Xiao Fuzi's hand?"

There are quite a few doctors in Dongshi Street who treat injuries, but there are no doctors who can suture wounds.

"Alas, High Priest, you are holding gold and looking for copper coins. You should ask the Mother Wall of Sighs about how to restore flesh and blood."

Sigh Mother Wall - Miss Wall, who created the Bone Elders Association that is deep in the secrets of flesh and blood, didn't she bite the hand to pieces? Even if the hand was bitten off, it could be reattached.

"That's right, just go and do your thing."

Zhou Xuan was about to cut off the connection.

At this time, Li Chengfeng said again: "By the way, High Priest, the Bone Elder, the Witch, and the City God have united many large and small halls to discuss disaster relief. Why don't you also come to the meeting?"

"I won't go. I'm not a professional."

Zhou Xuan felt that such a professional matter should be taught to professionals. At the same time, he said, "I think your meeting is also muddled. The witch dozes off all day, the old man studies the secrets of the Well Kingdom every day, and the city god catches this and that every day. Do you think anyone among you knows how to provide disaster relief?"

"That makes sense. No wonder the meeting has lasted so long and we still haven't come to any conclusion."

Li Chengfeng's words almost made Zhou Xuan laugh out loud.

Every profession has its own expertise. How ridiculous is it to let a group of disciples who don't care about people's livelihood be in charge of it?
"You can find some people from the government office to discuss it carefully. You just need to make the final decision and let them come up with the plan."

"The high priest is right." Upon hearing this, Li Chengfeng happily cut off the link.

The painter was still waiting for this divine scholar from the Bone Elders' Society to come up with a disaster relief plan, but he had been slow to offer any suggestions. Now, didn't he finally come up with an opinion?
……

Zhou Xuan stopped talking with Li Chengfeng and walked to the black water in the secret realm.

Miss Qiang was playing cards with three blood-well brains at this time.

Zhou Xuan found it strange.
It's just that these three people are not smart. They are the first generation of Blood Well psychics and they are very smart.

If you want to say that these three people are smart, they play cards with Miss Wall who is familiar with algorithms... What is the most invincible function of the invincible algorithm? Playing chess and cards, beating all chess and card masters.

"Miss Wall, playing cards?"

"Well, one of the ways we play in the Flesh and Blood Dynasty is called the Mastermind and the Commoners."

"That name sounds familiar."

Zhou Xuan stretched his neck and took a close look at the cards that Black Water had transformed into, then turned his attention to the game. After watching for a while, he felt that this way of playing cards was very down-to-earth and inexplicably familiar.

"Isn't this a double rise?"

Zhou Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the Blood and Flesh Dynasty had some similarities with his previous life...

(End of this chapter)