After Jin An returned to Chang County, he had an idea.
Suddenly I want to stand at the highest point in Chang County——
A panoramic view of Chang County from the gate tower of the city wall.
Jin An was thinking about this.
I can no longer suppress this thought in my heart.
So the soul floated and floated, and the farther it floated to the sky, the more strenuous and difficult it became.
The air around him became increasingly turbid, and his soul was like a stone cow trapped in a swamp. There were obstacles every time he moved forward.
During the day, the east sun destroys all evils, clear air rises, and turbid air sinks.
But at night.
It is the change of yin and yang.
Yin rises and Yang declines.
In this world, the turbid air rises and the pure air sinks.
And these turbid gases cause great harm to the soul.
If Jin An hadn't carried the Liuding Liujia Talisman, his soul was strong, and he was blessed by the Shinto aura of the Twelve Righteous Gods. In addition, his soul was warmed and nourished by the Shinto aura all the time, and he would have recovered quickly.
A person who is tall may not be able to rise even three feet.
Because there are gods three feet above your head.
Crossing three feet is the real difference between ordinary people and Taoists.
Jin'an finally floated to the tallest tower in the city. He suddenly had a vast view, relaxed and happy, and had a panoramic view of the entire Chang County.
In the darkness of night, the outline of the city wall of Changxian County is vaguely visible. It is not an equilateral square, but a rectangular shape adapted to local conditions.
At this time the night was quiet.
Ancient people went to bed early.
It was dark, except for a few brightly lit places, which were scattered everywhere.
Most of these places are gourmet houses, brothels and other places where people stay up all night, or wealthy families with big houses and courtyards.
Jin'an Hun'er floated on the city tower, nodding from time to time, commenting on Chang County, but then, Jin'an Lingtai kept jumping.
There was a breath that locked onto him.
Jin An was surprised to look for it, but when he looked up, he found that a Tai Chi Bagua mirror hanging on the tower was shining on his position.
"Is this the town weapon of Chang County?"
There are two types of folk ballasts.
One is used to press books, paintings, and words to prevent their corners from folding.
There is also a kind of calming device, which is the Zhenyangzhai, which is used to remove evil and avoid evil.
There are many kinds of weapons for the latter, including peach wood swords, Bagua mirrors, soul bells, swords, spears and axes, etc.
The moment Jin An and the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror looked at each other, Jin An was startled. His eyes suddenly turned white, as if his soul was nailed by a divine light.
The divine light is burning his soul.
Jin An was shocked.
He struggled.
Struggling desperately.
How can mortals look directly at gods?
Gods are unpredictable.
This Tai Chi Bagua mirror is definitely made by an expert and is contaminated with the incense and karma of Shinto. It must be from a famous Taoist temple with real immortals in the world. It is worshiped by incense day and night, so it has such miraculous power and can calm lonely souls and wild ghosts.
, can exorcise evil spirits.
This is definitely not a fake magic weapon that an ordinary Taoist priest in the countryside just dances with a fake peach wood sword and then says it has been successfully consecrated.
Jin An tried his best to resist the divine light that held his soul.
He was extremely nervous, thinking that he was going to be here today, but unexpectedly, the divine light that was fixating Jin'an one moment suddenly disappeared the next moment.
Because Jin An still maintained his previous posture of raising his head and looking at the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror, when the white light in front of his eyes disappeared, Jin An noticed something strange on the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror at the first glance.
The Tai Chi Bagua Mirror is covered in dust and dirty water has been poured on it, and its spirituality has been damaged.
The filthy black water has dried up and is stained on the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror.
The divine light that settled in Jin'an just now came from the last place on the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror that was not covered by the dirty black water, but now even the last divine light has disappeared.
This Tai Chi Bagua Mirror has been covered in dust by dirty black water for too long, and all its spirituality has long since disappeared.
Just now it was just the last ray of divine light that came back.
Jin An was shocked when he looked at the Tai Chi Bagua Mirror, which had lost its spirituality and had completely become an ordinary object.
"Who is deliberately destroying the Changxian town weapon?"
"Could it be the Zhizha people and Yinshi who secretly hid gunpowder in Chang County?"
Across the night, Jin An looked at the other city gates in the distance, where only hazy outlines could be seen in the night...
Do the other city gates also have devices to ward off evil and avoid evil?
But even the east gate's suppressor has been deliberately destroyed. The other gate's suppressors must have also been destroyed by the filthy black water, right?
Jin An pondered.
However, because of the previous experience of Hun'er being immobilized by divine light, Jin An did not dare to continue checking for a while.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand.
Just afraid of what might happen.
Jin An planned to wait until daytime and talk to Feng Baotou personally about the matter.
There are eight gates in "Qi Men Dun Jia".
The sacred light of the suppressor fixes the door of Xiu, the door of life, the door of injury, the door of Du, the door of scenery, the door of death, the door of surprise, and opens the door to exorcise evil spirits and protect the safety of the people in the area.
The town weapon has been destroyed by someone who has been plotting for a long time, and something big is probably going to happen...
"Man Mo Temple?"
Jin An pondered for a while, and then he began to drift towards the Man Mo Temple.
Although there are six Dingliujia talismans to protect his soul, Jin Anke's soul is wandering several feet away from the ground, but now is the night when the turbidity is rising. He seems to have two legs stuck in a quagmire. He can walk, but in the end he can't.
It floats quickly on the ground.
So Jinan lowered his height.
After falling back to the ground, it continued to float all the way towards Man Mo Temple.
I don’t know if it was because of the destruction of the Changxian town utensils. This time Jin An entered Changxian again. Looking at Changxian sinking into darkness, blackness and silence, he always felt that something was wrong everywhere he looked.
.
It's like the gloomy Senluo Hell.
Trapped in great terror and unable to escape.
Jin'an floated all the way to Wen Mo Temple, passed through houses, passed through pillars, passed directly through the rocks of the mansion, and drifted away quickly.
suddenly!
In the calm night, the sound of hustle and bustle and the rolling of dice reached Jin An's ears.
Jin An was slightly surprised.
"Are there any private gambling houses near here?"
With curiosity, Jin An began to look for the sound and finally drifted into a folk gambling stall.
Like brothels and gambling stalls, they are all closed during the day and sneak around at night.
To be continued...