When we saw this name, all of us were stunned. You stared at me, and I stared at you, with confused expressions on our faces.
At this moment, I knew without asking that the person I was thinking of must be the same person.
"Don't they have the same name?" I asked.
"Probably not." Zhao Wuji replied.
"The one who wrote about Liao Zhai?"
"It should be him."
Tsing Yi also looks a little unsure.
Taoist Master Ziyun suddenly reminded us that there were words behind it. We quickly looked to the side, and sure enough, a line of small words caught our eyes.
This line of small characters is very concise, recording Pu Songling's birthplace, year, month and day of birth, as well as the end of Yangshou, and it is accurate to the hour.
Now we were finally sure that this Pu Songling was the old gentleman we guessed.
But I really can’t figure out why he, an old man who is engaged in literature, appears on this scroll and is the first one?
Is it a coincidence?
As soon as this thought appeared, Pu Songling's name suddenly slowly faded away, as if it was absorbed by the scroll. At the same time, a strong wind hung between the sky and the earth, and the gray clouds above his head were stirred up.
At the same time, the pinprick-like pain in my Dantian became more obvious, causing me to groan in pain, and a touch of paleness appeared on my face.
Compared to my ugly face, my mood was even heavier. I was really tricked by Zhang Tianqi, the sixth person.
Yes, I already know the function of this book of life and death. It can absorb the power of merit in my body.
To be precise, it should be to offset the power of merit in my body.
Although the power of merit in my body has not disappeared very much, and it will not have a particularly big impact on me in a short period of time, there are hundreds of names in this merit book, and from the first name
From the beginning, I couldn't hide anymore. Even throwing away the scroll would not help.
This is the scariest thing!
Once these hundreds of names are offset, there will definitely be very little merit power left in my body. Once I lose these merit powers, Zhang Tianqi will choose to seize the body again without hesitation.
It turns out that from the beginning, he never gave up spying on me.
Qing Yi obviously knew the mystery of this, his face was full of worry, and he reached out his hand and patted my shoulder gently.
"The best way is to kill it completely!"
My eyes lit up, Qing Yi's words reminded me.
That's right, since the problem can't be solved, then wouldn't it be enough to directly solve the person who created the problem? As long as Zhang Tianqi dies, all problems will be solved.
This is definitely not empty talk. With the overall strength of our current team, it shouldn’t be too difficult to kill Zhang Tianqi.
But before I could be happy, Zhao Wuji suddenly poured a basin of cold water on his pocket.
"It's not that simple. If he died so easily, he wouldn't have kept it sealed in the coffin for so many years!" Zhao Wuji said with a sigh?
"Mr. Zhao, what do you mean by this?" I asked with some confusion.
"I heard from your grandpa that your Heavenly Ancestor is a man of great opportunity. The Three Souls and Seven Souls have a weird method. It is difficult to completely eliminate them. I don't know the specific reasons. Anyway, you can't take it lightly!"
My heart was suddenly covered with a layer of frost.
Zhao Wuji continued: "Also, even if we have the strength to kill him, but he is in this broken river now, where can we find him?"
I looked like the rushing Wangchuan River, and I couldn't calm down. I suddenly had an urge to go into the river.
Qing Yi seemed to have seen through what I was thinking, frowning and said: "Stop thinking nonsense, you can't go down this river, anything alive will be swallowed by them, even if you have the power of merit in your body."
I wanted to refute, but I couldn't say a word.
For a moment, several of us fell into silence looking at the yellow river in front of us.
It would be great if there was a submarine! I couldn't help but think about it in my mind.
"No matter what, let's find the Kunlun sacred tree first!" I made a decision instantly.
If you want to find the Kunlun Sacred Tree, you must first find the King of Mount Tai. The underworld is so big that it is not easy to find them accurately. Fortunately, Zhao Wuji seems to be very familiar with the underworld.
"Don't worry, leave this matter to me!"
Zhao Wuji patted his chest cheerfully, and after saying this, he summoned his snake spirit.
After the snake spirit emerged from his body, he opened his mouth and let out a low roar, which was very powerful! But I can't understand why these beasts roar every time they come out. This reminds me of
When I was in school, the leaders would cough twice before speaking on stage. The reason seemed to be the same.
I saw the big snake holding its head up, opening its mouth and spitting out the half-meter-long snake tongue. It sniffed vigorously in the air, and then pointed in one of the directions.
The rest of us didn't dare to delay, so we quickly got into the car again, followed the guidance of the snake spirit, and drove in the direction pointed out. It wasn't until we walked far away that the two fighting forces beside the Wangchuan River suddenly disappeared.
Then they breathed a sigh of relief, stopped fighting with a tacit understanding, and turned around and left.
But as we were walking, Zhao Wuji, who was in the passenger seat, suddenly let out a cry of surprise, which caught my attention, and I quickly asked him what was wrong?
Zhao Wuji didn't speak, he just lowered his head and looked at something. Curious in my heart, I quickly leaned over and looked into his arms, only to find that he was holding an unsheathed black dagger in his arms.
"Mr. Zhao, is there something wrong with the knife?" I asked tentatively.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuji nodded solemnly, "You are really right, there is indeed a problem."
As he spoke, he turned his head and handed the black knife in his hand to me.
"Please help me see, what is this?" He pointed at a slight gap in the blade and said to me.
I looked over subconsciously, and my eyes were instantly locked on the gap.
It is said to be a gap, but it is actually the size of a needle tip. For a black knife as thick as ice, it can be ignored. But at this moment, this small gap is inlaid with a bit of golden color.
Seeing this golden touch, my eyes froze for a moment.
I subconsciously reached out to grab the knife, but Zhao Wuji quickly retracted his hand and shook his head at me.
"You better not touch this knife!"
This attitude is very similar to Qing Yi's attitude before. It seems that this knife must contain some secrets!
I took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Zhao, did this golden color exist before or did it just appear?"
I feel uneasy in my heart.
"Of course he just appeared. It's strange, I haven't used him to cut gold before!"
Zhao Wuji frowned, then flicked the blade with his finger. With a crisp sound, the gold fell out of the gap and turned into little powder, falling on his body.
Seeing this scene, my heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
"Huzi, stop the car and turn around and go back immediately!" I said to Huzi.
Although Huzi was confused, he didn't ask anything. After looking at the direction, the off-road vehicle turned around on the spot, then stepped on the accelerator and sprinted towards the Wangchuan River we had just left.
"Boy Zhang, what kind of plane are you doing?" Zhao Wuji looked confused.
"There is something, I need to go back and verify it!" I replied with an ugly face.
If I read it correctly, the golden powder just now came from the broken bone of Fu Huan Gu, and this knife just happened to be inserted from the inside of No. 14...
This bone was bought by Xiao Zhi, and these golden powders gave me reason to suspect that this bone is now in Shi Shi's body.
But why did they do this? What happened?
I can't even imagine it!
The car quickly returned to where it was. Before it could stop, I kicked the door open, jumped out, and ran onto the Naihe Bridge.