I have to get lucky right away.
Chapter 35 The Man in the Painting
Chapter 35 The Man in the Painting
A chill woke Feng Xue up slightly. Looking at where he was, he was a little confused for a moment.
Looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, the rivers rolling in front, the dim moon hidden in the clouds in the sky, and the fine snow falling like stardust, Feng Xue always felt that something was wrong?
Feng Xue walked slowly forward on the gravel-covered riverbank. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew that nothing would change if he stayed where he was.
Sparse but tenacious weeds gradually emerged between the cracks in the rocks. Several pleasure boats floated on the river, with talented men and beautiful women drinking and having fun on the boats, and an old man was quietly fishing by the river.
Continuing forward, the rocky riverbed was replaced by grassland, and there were more people on the road. The poor carried loads on their shoulders, and the rich drove cars. Occasionally, a shepherd boy played the flute in the mountains, and by the stream that flowed out from the river, there were children playing and women washing clothes.
Feng Xueyu walked along the road, his consciousness becoming increasingly clear. He suddenly narrowed his eyes and walked to the river. He said to the back of a young woman sitting by the stream, wearing a coarse cloth and a headscarf, picking vegetables with her head down:
"Have you had enough fun? Go ahead and do whatever you want. I need to go back to bed after you're done!"
The young wife with her back to Feng Xue stiffened, and the whole world froze as if time had stopped. The young wife turned around, revealing a beautiful face. The headscarf on her head dissipated like cold frost sublimating, and her black hair slid down like a waterfall. The coarse cloth clothes on her body turned into a plain skirt at the moment when the hair swept past her like a Sichuan opera face-changing.
"There are so many people on the road, how do you know who looks like me?" A cold and indifferent voice without any ups and downs came out from the woman's mouth. The language she used was not very close to Mandarin like the one in Ping'an County before, but had a special accent. The words were obviously stiff and cold, but with this dialect, they seemed soft and sticky, and quite nice to hear.
However, Feng Xue did not delve into this. He suppressed the corners of his mouth and said as calmly as possible:
"You're out of shape."
"Broken model? What the hell?" The woman didn't understand what Feng Xue meant. Feng Xue didn't intend to explain in detail. He just pointed at the stream, then at the vegetable basket, and said, trying hard not to laugh:
“They are in the painting, but you are not.”
Unexpectedly, Feng Xue's seemingly witty words seemed to have hit the woman's sore spot. She stood up suddenly, and her cold voice was also filled with a bit of anger:
"What the hell are you saying you're not here? I'm right inside!"
"They live in the painting, and you... just flattened yourself and stuck it on the painting." Feng Xue forced himself to say something that seemed very impressive, but in the end he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
There's no way around it. This female ghost seems to be a bit dim-witted. The whole illusion is obviously done extremely well, and the reality even reveals some classical charm of Chinese freehand brushwork. But she seems to have cut out pictures from other paintings and pasted them in. Although the edges are handled well, there are subtle incongruities in many details such as proportions and angles. When picking vegetables, not only does her hand completely cover the vegetables, but even the flowing water is covered by her. It's like a prank made by a novice PS user who doesn't even understand the order of layers. The artistic conception of the whole illusion is wasted.
But thanks to this, Feng Xue was able to completely wake up from this disharmony, instead of being like before in the Fox Fairy Temple, where the amount of blood was enough for two female ghosts to take a bath, and he finally realized that something was wrong.
However, Feng Xue's words seemed to silence the ghost. She was held captive for more than ten seconds, and her fair skin began to turn red. Feng Xue suddenly felt dizzy, and only an angry shout came from her ears -
"Get lost!"
……
"Buzz!" Feng Xue suddenly woke up, feeling the chill of the night, and couldn't help but shudder. Then he stared and said:
"Good boy, it's against Tian Gang, right?"
At this time, Feng Xue had no idea that he had been dragged into an illusion by the ghost in the painting. However, his cultivation was still shallow, and he couldn't even perform the simple ghost-controlling technique. Naturally, he couldn't pull the female ghost out and spank her. He could only sigh and decide to wait until he had achieved more cultivation before taking revenge.
Although wrapped in a sleeping bag, it was still a bit cold at night. Feng Xue woke up and found it difficult to fall asleep for a while, so he simply called out softly:
"Yunxi... Yunxi! Liu Yunxi!" "Ah, oh!" Liu Yunxi suddenly heard Feng Xue's call in her light sleep. She was obviously a little nervous and responded quickly. Feng Xue was a little speechless that this stupid snake had not been used to being called by name for so long, but she still got straight to the point.
"What do you know about ghosts?"
"Ah?" Liu Yunxi didn't expect Feng Xue to stay up late at night just to ask this, but considering her high debt, she suppressed her complaint and answered obediently:
"Not much, I heard it all from the Fox Fairy Grandma."
"Then tell me what you know." Feng Xue tightened the opening of the sleeping bag, and the caterpillar-like cricket pupa came to the tent entrance. Hearing this, Liu Yunxi organized his words and explained:
"Ghosts are living souls that use obsession as a shell, remaining in the human world. Without a physical body to support them, their obsession will slowly dissipate..."
"I know this. Auntie Jiu mentioned it before. Tell me something I don't know, such as the levels of ghosts, cultivation methods, etc." Feng Xue interrupted Liu Yunxi rudely. In response, Liu Yunxi could only reorganize her words and say:
"You also know about the Xuan Xiu who becomes a ghost immortal, so you must be asking about the kind that becomes possessed by demons, right?"
"Yeah." Feng Xue made a nasal sound and responded as if he was listening to a bedtime story and feeling sleepy.
Liu Yunxi had no temper at all and could only explain obediently:
"Newly deceased wild ghosts have limited power and cannot even be seen by people. They can only barely enter people's dreams when they fall asleep. The underworld will occasionally allow some ghosts who did good deeds in their lifetime to communicate with their descendants through dreams.
"Some ghosts who don't want to go to the netherworld will use dreams to cause mortals to have nightmares, and sustain themselves by absorbing their fear (negative energy).
"Some ghosts, however, aren't content with simply absorbing willpower, but instead absorb essence, energy, and blood as well. They use the yang energy of living people's flesh and blood to complement their own yin energy, thus cultivating. These are the ghosts we usually refer to, generally known as 'evil ghosts.' The two at the Fox Fairy Temple were of this level.
"However, evil spirits are actually very weak and have no physical form. They can only use some illusionary techniques. The blood and energy of a third-rate warrior is enough to make them dare not approach, let alone move during the day.
"But as the amount of Yang energy it absorbs increases, the evil ghost will slowly gain some supernatural powers. It can move objects with its mind and become resistant to the Qi and blood of ordinary warriors. It can even use the Qi and blood of warriors to cultivate. At this level, the ghost's eyes will glow red. The darker the color, the stronger the power. It is generally called a 'ferocious ghost' or a 'red-eyed evil ghost'.
"If the Red-Eyed Demonic Ghost continues to cultivate, its entire body will glow red, and it will be called the Red-Robed Demonic Ghost. At this level, even ordinary ghost immortals cannot deal with it. Its ghost energy can even erode mana and blood. Only the top masters of Xuan cultivation or the Ghost King of the Underworld can suppress it. Fortunately, the demonic energy cultivated by us monsters has a restraining effect on Yin-type ghosts. We don't need a Monster King. Any powerful monster with successful cultivation can suppress the Red-Robed Demonic Ghost."
Having said this, Liu Yunxi suddenly paused as if feeling guilty, and then added weakly:
"Of course, our demonic energy is also restrained by magic power and blood..."
The dialect in this chapter is only used to indicate the characteristics of the characters. Mandarin will be written later. It is enough for everyone to know that this girl speaks Wu dialect (actually it is not standard Wu dialect, after all, the accent can be different every ten miles, not to mention it is a different world).
ps: Regarding the Hu Tian Dai, this thing is Jiu Gu's business. Not to mention whether she will damage her own reputation and owe karma, first of all, from the perspective of the protagonist, he will not care too much.
First of all, the risk of this item is very low. The Yin Pouch placed with Jiugu only bears the cost, not the contents of the Yang Pouch being stored in the Yin Pouch. Therefore, even if Jiugu interrupts the spell, at most the Hutian Curse will be ineffective and the contents of the pocket will fall out, with no actual loss. Purchasing it, on the other hand, can make travel more convenient in the short term. After all, the protagonist has easy money, a few watches and some gold beans in his pocket, and is not short of money, so why not buy it?
As for the incense ash from the ancestor, what can I say? A witch is using the ancestor's incense to trick a newbie like you. What's she after? Money? She'd give her half the gold beans and return them. Is she after Feng Xue's life? Why doesn't she just take action? Is it because of gang pressure? If a witch could be forced to violate her principles by a gang, she would have given up long ago.
So for the protagonist, Jiugu is relatively trustworthy, and there won’t be any big problems if he believes her.
On the other hand, he doesn't trust the pawnbroker. Not to mention that he is not short of money, even if he is really short of money, the protagonist will not cancel the lease because the probability of the pawnbroker betraying him is very high.
(End of this chapter)
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