Dragon Seeker

Cang Yao was startled, as if he had discovered something incredible. In a moment of excitement, he got out of the wind chime directly.

For a moment, the wind howled in the carriage.

The girl sleeping on the upper bunk may have felt cold, whispered in her sleep, subconsciously shrank her body, and pulled the quilt.

Cang Yao realized that he was a little too impulsive and shouldn't have appeared in the crowd, so he retracted the wind chime.

I was speechless and couldn't help saying, "It's me who lost a soul, not you!"

"You also know this?!"

Cang Yao immediately said, "Then you should know that if you lose this soul and can't find it back in a short time, it will never come back, and you're done! If you're done, it means I'm done!"

I smiled, how could I not know that I lost a soul? !

However, I did not respond to Cang Yao directly, but carefully recounted the whole process of my fight with the faceless soul-eating ghost.

Cang Yao instantly calmed down. She had existed for a long time, and just now she was just shocked to find that I had lost a soul. Now she has calmed down a little and immediately understood: "You suspect... that is a soul-catching messenger?!"

"That's right."

I said lightly: "The soul-eating ghost is a fierce ghost, and it should appear with a hideous and dead appearance, but it has no face, and there is a four-character extermination text on its neck - "As if I came in person", which means that it has an owner, and it is obviously a soul-catching messenger."

In the eyes of ordinary people, the soul-catching messenger can only be the two masters of the Black and White Impermanence below.

In fact, this is not the case.

Some old demons and ghosts with extremely high levels of Taoism rarely appear on weekdays. They will raise some small demons and ghosts to hunt for them. They are their messengers. The relationship between them is similar to that between Cang Yao and Yin Nu, but different. Yin Nu is willing to follow Cang Yao, while these messengers are different from their masters. They are cursed and no longer look like humans. They are nameless and faceless and only work for their masters.

If nothing unexpected happens, the master of the messenger I met should also be a very powerful soul-eating ghost. Therefore, they only raise soul-eating ghosts as their messengers, and they run out to harm people on weekdays and capture souls for them. There are many benefits to doing this. At least they don't have to harm people with their own hands, and they can also devour souls. The netherworld has nothing to do with it, so they can just push the messenger out.

To put it bluntly, this so-called soul-collecting messenger is just a person who does his job and takes the blame for nothing!

"I guess that after Cheng Yi died, he must have been washed to a very special place by the Fen River, which is probably a very dangerous place. He became a soul-collecting messenger of an old ghost, was cursed, and his face was wiped out. I couldn't believe it at first, but later I saw the special extermination text and had this guess. After you identified the extermination text, I became more certain!"

I laughed and said, "No wonder Cheng Yi had found Zhang Wei but didn't take revenge. Maybe he had an important job to do at that time and didn't dare to disobey the old ghost behind him, so he endured it. Now that he has found me, it means that Zhang Wei is probably dead, right?

However, it doesn't matter if it swallows one of my souls. The souls it swallows are eventually given to the old ghost behind it. For something with such profound Taoism, swallowing one soul is tasteless. If you want to swallow, you must swallow a living soul. This is a great tonic, especially for people like me, who need to swallow a living soul. Therefore, it is absolutely fine for me to be swallowed by that soul. Even the old ghost behind me will find ways to help me save that soul, and then come back to take away all my souls at once and have a good meal. Before it completely kills me, I am safe and don't have to worry about time. That soul can't be dispersed! "

After hearing this, Cang Yao couldn't help but say: "So, you deliberately let it swallow one soul?"

I nodded. Of course, I was the one who led all this, otherwise I would have directly sealed the three souls and seven spirits. Cheng Yi and I are about the same level of Taoism, so it can't swallow a fart!

Even which soul it swallowed is under my control!!

Of the three souls and seven spirits, the three souls are definitely the most important. If you lose one of the three souls, the person will be completely ruined. How can I let myself be ruined before I save my master? So, forget about the three souls, Cheng Yi.

As for the seven spirits, of course they are also very important, but unlike the three souls, they belong to the foundation of human beings and cannot be lost.

The seven spirits have their own functions. For example, the corpse dog is the perception and early warning ability of human beings. I dare not lose it. If I lose it, I will not be able to react to danger and I will be in trouble.

Another example is the defecation, which controls metabolism and excretion. If I lose this spirit, I can't even defecate. I am constipated to the point of doubting my life. What kind of suppository is squeezed into a hundred bottles, it will not work. It will suffocate people to death. Naturally, I can't let Cheng Yi touch it.

After thinking about it, only the Queyin spirit can I afford to lose...

This spirit controls the kidneys of men.

However, I have made it to this point, so why am I afraid of this? Anyway, I don't need it, so I just lose it! !

Actually, I just had this idea at the last minute. I wanted to protect Queyin's soul, so I had to seal my Guanyuan acupoint, which is three inches below my navel. I had already reached my navel, but I stopped in the end. I didn't seal this soul because I wanted Cheng Yi to suck it away!

After hearing this, Cang Yao was silent for a long time, and then he uttered: "You are really a ruthless person, you are going to take a stab at me when you disagree with me..."

"My life was given by my master, what's the point of taking a stab at me?"

"You are giving up on yourself..."

Cang Yao sighed, but probably realized that it was not appropriate to discuss this issue with me. After all, the reason why I got to this point was related to her, the unlucky star, standing in front of me every day, so she immediately changed the subject and asked: "Do you want to lure out the old ghost behind you?"

"I want to find it, not wait for it to come!

This old ghost is probably staying in a place that is extraordinary, maybe there is something my master needs.

You also know that some very dangerous places often have unexpected surprises. I am more and more sure that the key to saving my master lies in Cheng Yi. As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. Today I will sacrifice this child!"

I said, "As long as that soul is in the hands of that old ghost, I will definitely find that place. I guess it should be in Shanxi. After all, Fenhe River is only in Shanxi, so we don't have to rush. Let's go home first!"

After that, I turned over and went to bed, pulled the quilt over my head and went to sleep.

In fact, I overestimated myself.

I think Queyin's soul is useless to me, but I really regretted it when I lost it...

This night was a mess for me. I started dreaming not long after I closed my eyes.

In the dream, it was either Zhang Xinya or Qingzhu, and even Zhiniang appeared. The most terrifying thing was that in the end, Cang Yao's face appeared vaguely...

I was scared awake alive. When I woke up, I immediately slapped myself twice. When I opened the quilt, I saw that my face was full of bitterness. I regretted it. Maybe I should change a soul as bait.

So, when it was just daybreak, when I went to the field, my legs kept shaking. I was wearing thick clothes, but I was freezing. When I looked in the mirror, I was almost scared to death by my appearance.

My face was sallow, and I had dark circles under my eyes. When I washed my face, I scratched my head and my hair started to fall out...

To be honest, I was really scared by this appearance. I used to hear people say that drought would kill people, and floods would kill people. I sneered. How could floods kill people? They were just taking advantage of others. Such people should be slapped in the face with the soles of shoes. Now I understand that it is true that people can die from floods, which is a hundred times more miserable and painful than dying from drought...

However, there is no regret medicine in the world. You have to bear the consequences of your own sins.

This horrible look really caused me a lot of trouble. On the way to the airport, almost every adult covered their mouths and laughed when they saw me. Even a teenager of 16 or 17 looked like an experienced driver who was going to race. Thinking about how I was a few years older, I understood the pain for the first time, and it was achieved in such a unique way. I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. As soon as I got on the plane, a wretched man sitting next to me came up to me and said-Come on, brother, tell me your story.

I wanted to explain that I was actually very pure and innocent, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say a word. I gestured on my chest for a long time, sighed dejectedly, and fell asleep.

Perhaps, I shouldn't have thought of such a shameful trick...

Fortunately, I have a good ability to adapt. In the end, I was used to others' pointing and criticizing. When I returned to Taiyuan, it was already evening. I took a taxi and went straight to the Taoist temple.

When I saw the three words "Zhenwu Temple" again, all the unhappiness was thrown behind me. I had a feeling of being home, and even tears welled up in my eyes. I took several deep breaths in front of the mountain gate before I pushed the door and walked in, thinking silently in my heart - Master, I'm back to see you.