Chapter 261: Many Strange Things in Beijing
The next day.
Two strange things happened in the capital.
One was that the Liu family, one of the aristocratic families, suddenly and quietly drove all of their descendants out of the capital.
However, there was a rumor that the descendants of that lineage encountered terrible evil after leaving the capital, and all died on the spot.
It is said that the Liu family discovered a large tomb outside the capital.
He wanted to go back to his old job, but his skills became lax and he failed.
Another strange thing is about the monks.
Monks can only cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
Going up there is the only way.
But no matter whether they were monks or gods, anyone who was proficient in swordsmanship lost their understanding of the sword overnight.
In other words, their insights are still there.
It just doesn't work anymore.
The way of heaven suddenly no longer approves.
It’s just like the imperial examination. In the past, people were tested on the Four Books and Five Classics, but now they are tested on farming.
The problem is still the same.
But the answer changed completely.
Therefore, the gods and monks who were skilled in swordsmanship lost their most powerful means.
At present, except for his magic power, all other combat power has dropped by more than one level.
Of course, these two strange things were suppressed after only half a day of spreading in the capital.
It can only be discussed in private.
Chen Huangpi was not clear about these things.
However, even if he knew, he didn't have the mind to think about it.
Because for him, there is something more important right now.
That means there is something wrong with the Fox Mountain God.
"Huang Er, what do you think?"
Chen Huangpi looked at the Fox Mountain God with a confused look on his face.
The broken arm has grown back.
But the Fox Mountain God was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with his eyes dazed and half of his tongue sticking out.
Woke up this morning.
Chen Huangpi discovered that something was wrong with the Fox Mountain God.
At first he thought he was too tired, so he slept a little soundly.
But when the brass oil lamp jumped onto the head of the fox mountain god and kept yelling and couldn't be woken up, Chen Huangpi realized that something really big had happened.
"Benjia, don't panic."
The brass oil lamp consoled him, "In my opinion, the Fox Mountain God simply died. This is not a big deal. Birth, aging, sickness and death are part of human nature."
"But the Fox Mountain God is not a human!"
"Yeah, it's not a person."
The brass oil lamp said as a matter of course: "But it is not a god. It has absorbed the spiritual energy of the master of the temple, drank the soup cooked by the master of the temple, and was hung up and beaten by the three masters of the temple. It has long forgotten what it is."
"Think more positively."
"To die in one's sleep without any pain is a great joy!"
Although the brass oil lamp was a little sad at first.
Well, it's not that sad actually.
To it, death is a normal thing.
Even if it died on its own, I wouldn't find it unacceptable.
It’s just that Chen Huangpi can’t see through this.
"Ghost!!!"
Seeing that he could not get any information from the brass oil lamp, Chen Huangpi turned to the soul-demanding ghost.
"Master, I am watching."
The ghost's skull was suspended in the air.
It looked at the fox mountain god lying on the ground.
During this period of time, it had been studying the Book of Souls, so the task of warning was left to the brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god.
Who knows that neither of them is reliable.
One dies when he says he will.
The other didn't discover it until morning.
"Oh, I can't believe them."
The soul-seeking ghost felt helpless, but it also made some discoveries.
"Master, I don't know what happened to the Fox Mountain God last night, but it is definitely not dead."
As it spoke, it pointed at the Book of Souls.
The Soul-Catching Book flew out immediately, and the yellowed and worn pages kept turning. Chen Huangpi took a closer look.
The soul-catching book records the life of the Fox Mountain God.
However, all of its experiences in the Ten Thousand Mountains seemed to have been erased and could not be revealed.
Chen Huangpi didn't care about this.
I think it must be because of Master.
"Master, the full name of the Soul-Catching Book is the Book of Life and Death."
The soul-seeking ghost said calmly, "If the Fox Mountain God is dead, this will record the year, month, day, and time of its death, as well as the cause of its death. If it is not there, then it is not dead yet."
Chen Huangpi asked curiously: "Ah Gui, why haven't I seen you use this ability before?"
"It's not that I don't need it."
The soul-seeking ghost said helplessly: "It is really because you, the master of the contract, don't go out and kill innocent people, and don't deceive others into signing the contract. Although I am the spirit of the Soul-Catching Book, I am also a skilled cook who can't cook without rice."
"Nowadays, it can be used to check life history, but it is just a tricky method that has been developed."
Although the Book of Souls is just a roster that records life stories in the underworld.
But in fact, it also has many advantages and disadvantages.
If there are enough souls of cultivators and gods entering the Soul-Catching Book, then the soul-collecting ghost will really be able to collect souls and take lives.
The problem is no.
Chen Huangpi was not the first owner of the Book of Souls.
But he is the least murderous one.
"It's all my fault that I wasn't bad enough."
Chen Huangpi blamed himself and said, "Don't worry, Ah Gui. I will definitely kill more people in the future and won't let you feel aggrieved like this any more."
"That doesn't have to be the case."
The soul-seeking ghost shook his head and said, "If there are those who are blind, just kill them. If you really kill people just for the sake of killing, then it is not your style, Master."
"Ah? Am I a good person?"
Chen Huangpi looked surprised.
I have become so bad.
Why does it seem like I am a good person in the eyes of the ghost?
At this time, the brass oil lamp interrupted and said, "My dear, Ah Gui, shouldn't we think about the matter of the Fox Mountain God? It looks like it's dead. We can't just leave it like this, right?"
"Don't worry, I've figured out a way."
As he said that, Chen Huangpi picked up the Fox Mountain God and said, "The Fox Mountain God is already stiff."
The brass oil lamp asked, "And then?"
"Stiff is hard, and hard is stiff."
Chen Huangpi said confidently: "It is said in the medical books that after death, the blood and qi of a person will coagulate and become stiff, but the Fox Mountain God is not dead. I think this is some kind of cold disease. Just give me a pot."
He held up a finger and said, "In an hour, I will be able to cure the Fox Mountain God."
The brass oil lamp was dumbfounded: "Will this work?"
If the Fox Mountain God was really dead, the Brass Oil Lamp would not say such a thing.
But the problem is that he is not dead.
If he is not dead, then we are still brothers of Jingxian Temple.
As a good brother, the Brass Oil Lamp was naturally worried about the Fox Mountain God.
……
An hour later.
In the Wang family's kitchen.
The large amount of steam looked like fog.
Wang Mingdao hurriedly pushed open the door and saw a looming figure in the mist.
He didn't find any tangerine peel in the house just now.
I heard from the servants that he ran to the kitchen, carrying some game.
It looks like she's going to cook.
"Don't mention it, it smells pretty good."
Wang Mingdao smelled the aroma of meat in the air and thought to himself, "Why didn't you add any spices? It has no taste if it's cooked in plain water."
This idea just came to mind.
next second.
A sharp voice rang out.
"what!!!!"
"Why is this god in the pot!"
Wang Mingdao was stunned when he heard this.
Did I hear it wrongly? That seemed to be the voice of the Fox Mountain God.
Chen Huangpi stewed the fox mountain god? (End of this chapter)