"Thank you for your help!" Zhixia said with her fists.
He could easily illuminate the turbid air he exhaled. This hand at least showed the root of his qi-eating method. Qian Chen's strength was really mysterious, unlike a group of people who could get along with a group of qi-practice cultivators.
"No need to be polite. I also thought about it and did it casually. I didn't guess what happened later!"
Qian Chen also understood a little about his magical body's methods. He didn't expect that he would be so evil when he used it. He thought that after enlightening the greedy worm, a butterfly would appear, like a dream and a illusion.
This bloody and ferocious style of possessed insects is definitely not what he wants.
Zhixia held it in for a long time and did not think of any tentative means, so she had to ask openly: "Brother, I heard from someone's introduction that the Linggu used for this bowl of rice seems to be extremely extraordinary. What is it... Purple-patterned Dragon Teeth Rice! You also saw that we are being hunted down now, can you tell me the origin?"
Zhang Huaien was startled behind and pressed her hat and said, "Why did you say it?"
"What did you say?"
"We're being hunted?"
Zhixia raised her hand, stroked the hair on her forehead and said, "It's all here! Do you still think that people can't see it?"
Qian Chen pretended not to hear them whispering in a low voice, and he really didn't know why these two people were hunted down. He just felt the catastrophe above Zhixia's head, which vaguely connected Jiankang's luck. He was a little curious, and it was just right for the way!
Zhang Huai'en looked solemn and clasped his fists at Qian Chen and said, "Can you tell me where this purple-patterned dragon-tooth rice comes from? Let me have a clear idea in my heart!"
Qian Chen said truthfully: "Princess Qingcheng and I are good friends, and I have received her gift!"
As he said that, he took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Huaien.
Zhang Huai'en took the jade pendant and slightly used the true energy to stimulate it. This is a magic weapon of great quality. After it is stimulated, it can form a layer of true energy protection, and there is also the Sima family's emblem on it.
Of course, the protective power of this magic weapon is a bit useless for Qian Chen and Si Qingcheng. It can be used to express their identity. It was specially given by Si Qingguo for the convenience of Qian Chen and others in the Great Jin Dynasty.
Zhang Huaien confirmed the emblem and breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be the friend of the Sixteenth Princess. To be honest, I am the Zhongzheng official sent by the imperial court to the southeast Wu County. I was chased and killed because I heard about some secrets of the local aristocratic family and was about to go to Jiankang to take refuge."
Qian Chen took the jade pendant back into his sleeve and smiled and said, "It's okay, everyone is always in a difficult situation when they walk around the world!"
Zhixia said: "I'll find out the man who put the Gu first!"
He took out two paper men with talismans painted from his bag, silently used his magic power, pinched his right hand into a sword finger, and lit it on the paper man, activate the talisman. Two paper men flew out, nodded at him, followed the traces of the insect flying away, and fled with the wind!
Qian Chen nodded secretly beside him. Speaking of this person's magic, he was somewhat similar to Zhiqiu, a monk from the Shanhai Realm. When it comes to magic power, he is not inferior to Zhiqiu.
However, he had no background in the upper realm, and the paper man recruited by paper cutting could not attract the heavenly soldiers in the upper realm to rely on him. He found two ghosts from somewhere and lived on the paper man to investigate and lead the way.
The paper man walked around and actually returned to the boat.
Zhixia was shocked and said, "They actually touched the boat?"
Two paper men jumped and touched the fourth floor, and one even turned around and waved to Zhiqiu. At this time, a little man as big as a thumb appeared quietly next to the paper men, tilting his head to look at them.
The paper man turned around and hit the villain's belly, and was knocked back by the fat elasticity.
The paper man and the villain met their eyes...
"The God of Ear Canal! Come back!" Qian Chen called out.
The ear canal god suddenly reached out and grabbed the paper man in his hand. In an instant, it returned to Qian Chen's shoulder. It grabbed the paper man's neck, shook it hard, and suddenly put it down again.
The ear canal god showed a ferocious look, and in front of the paper man, he gestured several bowstrings and fist postures, his energy sinks into his dantian, and a small "Ah!" shouted angrily.
Seeing the paper man trembling and not understanding, the ear canal god picked up the talisman pen and drew a paper horse in the void, a set of white paper armor, put on his armor, picked up a spear like a toothpick, stabbed it into the air a few times, and a roar of the dragon.
Then he stuffed the spear into the paper man's hand.
The paper man was at a loss and didn't even know how to take the spear in his hand!
Only then did Qian Chen see what the ear canal god wanted to do. It turned out that in the mountains and seas, Zhiqiu cut paper into soldiers, sprinkling a piece of paper and a piece of paper and a group of demon wolves. The ear canal god has not forgotten it yet!
At that time, the ear canal god was still very weak, watching a group of small demon wolf corpses killed by the same kind everywhere.
This left a deep impression on its young heart.
Now, after the God of Ear Canal is the best at painting, he also has a good impression of those paper people who invite the gods to come.
Now that I am happy to see Hunting, I want to find a few paper people to be my companions.
But when it saw the paper men recruited by Zhixia, it had no majestic atmosphere at all, so it was very dissatisfied. It wanted them to pick up the talismans and armor, and even drew war horses for them.
But Tian Ke Poor saw that these two paper men were just ordinary ghosts conquered by Zhixia. How could they be compared with the countless heavenly soldiers under the command of Zhenwu Demon Emperor? They were also brave and the God of Ear Canal is now not low. They were covered with strong divine light in their eyes. When they made a fierce expression, they almost scared the two pitiful ghosts to faint!
Zhixia looked at the two ghosts who had made many contributions in her family and was so scared that she had to protest to Qian Chen: "Brother, do you recognize this monster? Can you let it release my ghost soldiers?"
Qian Chen nodded and said, "It's the monster I raised that is too naughty!"
Qian Chen reached out to call the paper man, and pointed it slightly. A yellow talisman in his hand turned into paper armor and put it on his body. A faint light of inspiration enveloped the Yin soldiers' paper man, making his soul clear. It was a rash apology for the god of ear canal, so he sent the paper man back to Zhixia.
He said to the ear canal again: "Since you have run out, go up and help!"
The ear canal god tilted his head and pretended to be stupid. Qian Chen reached out to give it a thunder and threw it out.
The ear canal god had to walk in the front, with two paper men behind him. Qian Chen threw the three-legged small furnace in the room, followed by the Tianluo umbrella and Zhiqiu on his back. Zhang Huaien pressed his hat and followed him step by step.
Several people came to the first floor of the boat. The ear canal god touched a cabin and was about to enter. However, Zhang Huaien exclaimed: "The cabins on the fourth floor have restrictions. Perhaps the power of the restrictions is not strong, but once they are touched, they will alarm the owner."
The ear canal was so angry that he turned his head and ignored him. He raised his hand and carried his pen to draw a small door that was only the size of a palm on the door, then drew a door that was one person tall, and finally drew a dog hole underneath.
It pushed open the small door and walked in so dignifiedly. Qian Chen was behind, and pushed open the door and followed in.
Zhixia was stunned when she saw the drawn door and whispered: "This magic is so powerful!"
He followed him in.
Zhang Huaien heard the footsteps coming upstairs downstairs, and hurriedly rushed for a few steps, but when he arrived at the door, he found that the drawn portals had disappeared.
Zhang Huaien hesitated a little, then looked down at the bottom of the dog hole, and realized that it was a trick of the ear canal god. He had a bitter face, and heard the footsteps behind him getting closer and closer, gritted his teeth, lowered his head and crawled in.
At this time, the maid leaned over to the upper floor and hesitated, "It seems that there is something going on just now?"
In the cabin, a man was sitting on the bed, and a black cloth painted with various monsters and insects was spread out in front of him. A hole was opened in his head, and the brain inside was empty and completely lost his mind. Qian Chen was observing the bitten blood hole behind the man's head.
There were also some insects stuck to him, gnawing on the remains of corpse.
Zhixia glanced at the things in the cabin and whispered: "There are at least three people living in this room!"
"Diet by the backlash of the natal Gu!" Qian Chen stood up from the front of the corpse and said, "It seems that the insect has really become a climate." He pointed to the corpse's chest and said, "Now he is lying inside and transforming."
"Don't touch it first!" Zhixia said: "Find out the remaining two people before talking about it!"
"Someone is here!" Zhixia's ears moved and put on a layer of ripped gauze dress. The gauze dress was as color as peach blossoms. It was obvious that it was a woman's style. Zhixia was wearing it on her body without changing her color. She was about to drill back the screen, and half of the body that had already pounced turned into transparency.
Qian Chen held him with one hand and grabbed Zhang Huaien who was about to climb under the bed with the other hand, and gave the ear canal a wink.
The ear canal god lifted the pen and drew the three of them onto the screen.
There was originally a picture of a mountain traveling on the screen. Several scholars from Wei and Jin Dynasties were drinking and drinking by the stream. At this time, there was a young Taoist priest standing by the stream with an umbrella on it, looking at the green mountains from afar.
A young knight pulled a panicked middle-aged scholar and hid behind a tree.
The door was knocked, Zhixia in the painting frowned slightly and said intimately that something was wrong.
If the person who came here was this person's accomplice, he should be able to come in directly. Could it be that there is another group of interceptors?
The door knocked several times. When the people outside saw that they were reluctant to respond for a long time, they heard a click. The restriction at the door failed to issue a warning and the door opened.
Several more people pushed the door and were shocked when they saw the corpse on the bed.
The woman holding the fan walked in front, and then went forward to check and said to a man in Taoist robe: "It was killed by a worm... The spiritual light is clearly there..."
The man in Taoist robe raised his hand to stop her words and whispered: "Take caution and don't say much!"
At this time, the man dressed up by the Ranger had already searched the Qiankun bag on the waist of the corpse. A flash of inspiration in his hand, and the restriction of the Qiankun bag was untied. The man looked at it and whispered: "Captain, look!"
He took out a scroll from the Qiankun bag and spread it out, just like Zhang Huai'en's appearance. The painting was even sealed with a ray of Zhang Huai'en's breath. This made the middle-aged scholar hiding on the screen and peeping behind the tree cover his mouth.
"We were entrusted by someone to protect this person. We finally found out about his whereabouts, but we were still robbed in front of us. Zhang Huai'en knows how to witch things, is there anyone else who is secretly protecting him?"
"Brother... this person is practicing witchcraft!" The Ranger, who checked the Qiankun bag and the relics on the corpse, spoke.
"Is it the backlash of the insect?" the woman pondered.
"Nothing is that coincidental..."
Hearing the meaning of the few people's words, Zhang Huai'en in the painting turned surprised and happy, but Qian Chen secretly saw some tricks. The few people outside kept talking, and the divine thoughts were transmitted in secret, but their method of transmitting voices was extremely concealed. If Qian Chen had not seen the fluctuations of their thoughts directly, it would be impossible to detect them by idle means.
The man in the robe was afraid that he had discovered them. He was acting for Zhang Huaien to show!
Although the magical powers of the ear canal god are immature, they are not low in status. In addition to the paintings taught by Wu Daozi, we can see that the strange people in the paintings are absolutely extraordinary.
Chapter completed!