"I found it in Guyun Pavilion. I don't know why such a good sword was inserted in Guyun Pavilion..."
"It's really strange that it was inserted on top of Guyun Pavilion." Blacksmith Lao Zhang also expressed his confusion.
Such a good sword could be used as a family heirloom for ordinary people, but it was placed haphazardly on Guyun Pavilion, letting rust cover the sword's body.
It's hard to imagine what a luxury this is.
"Mora, give it to you, I'll leave first."
After paying Maura, Hutao went directly back to the Hall of Purity.
She was going to let Zhongli see what the secrets of this sword were.
"Hey, old man, I'm here again! Did you miss me?"
Hu Tao appeared out of thin air in the courtyard, which Zhongli had long been accustomed to.
"Why are you looking for me again?" Zhongli put down the cup calmly.
Hutao came over with a smile and sat in her original seat, "Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"
"The hall master never goes to the Three Treasures Hall for anything."
Hutao puffed up her cheeks and snorted.
"You are slandering me! I came all the way back to see you right away! You don't even miss me yet..."
"Haha..." Zhong Li smiled but said nothing.
When it comes to Hu Tao, the more you follow her wishes, the better she gets.
Over the years, he has summed up experience.
Sure enough, he immediately changed the subject, took out a big sword and put it on the table.
"Old man, look at it, is it what I thought?"
Hutao tapped his fingers on the stone table and looked at Zhongli with bright eyes.
The little ghost emerged from her body, hugged her head, and only exposed her eyes, blinking at Zhongli.
Zhong Li looked at the big sword in front of him, stretched out his hand to touch the sword lightly, and then nodded.
"It is indeed as you thought, Master, there is a sleeping soul in this sword."
His fingertips stroked the sword, and golden light slowly appeared from his fingertips, condensing into an illusory figure whose specific appearance could not be seen. The figure's lower body was illusory, and his hands were open, as if embracing the sky.
"This soul has existed for a long time and is now very weak."
Hutao felt that there was a soul in the sword from the beginning, but the feeling was too weak, like an illusion.
Later, I took the sword from Lao Zhang and started using it again, and the feeling became a little clearer.
Zhongli made such a move and directly revealed the soul inside.
Looking at this figure, Hutao blinked and asked doubtfully: "Why is his soul in the sword? Logically speaking, after death, doesn't a person go directly to the [Border]? Even if he does not go to the border and wanders around the world,
It won’t be like him, right?”
[Boundary] refers to the boundary between life and death.
The Yang world and the underworld belong to two separate worlds, which do not interfere with each other and balance each other.
After the death of a person in Liyue, the soul will follow the earth to the border and enter the underworld of the soul. After a series of purifications, it will be reincarnated into a pure and innocent baby.
Of course, there are also some people who are too obsessed and will stay at the border, waiting for someone or some news.
But the perception of those who stay at the border will slowly become dull, and they will only remember their own obsessions.
As for staying in the human world, it requires some chance.
It may be that the time of death happens to be the yin year, yin month, yin day, and the separated soul retains consciousness; or it may happen to be carrying a magic weapon that can nourish the soul; or the soul cannot reach the boundary at the place of death.
....
Although rare, it does exist.
Every time such an incident occurs, it is something she needs to deal with.
"Maybe it's because of obsession!" Zhongli looked at the illusory figure emerging from the sword. He kept his posture of embracing the sky.
He may have maintained this posture before his death, which may have been his obsession.
If the soul does not go to the boundary, it will slowly forget the memories of the past and become a lonely ghost wandering aimlessly.
Some are harmless to humans, but some with deep obsessions can become evil spirits.
Evil ghosts will unconsciously invade the people they meet, causing them to suffer from nightmares, exhaustion of yang energy, and weakness. Long-term intrusion by evil ghosts can even lead to death.
This person's soul probably entered the sword after his death by some chance, but he has been sleeping since then.
But as time goes by, the sun shines, the wind and rain blow, this sleeping soul becomes thinner and thinner. If it is discovered later, it may have dissipated.
"Let's put it in the ancestral hall to nourish the soul first!"
"Okay." Hutao nodded and put away the sword.
Hu Tao came to the ancestral hall of the Purang Sheng Hall. All the memorial tablets placed in the ancestral hall were the tablets of the previous hall masters, from the first to the seventy-sixth. They were filled and neatly arranged.
Hu Tao put the sword on the shelf and took out three incense sticks.
This soul-nourishing incense is not an ordinary thing. Its function of nourishing the soul is worth thousands of gold, not to mention that it is an incense specially used for the ceremony of inviting immortals.
The additional materials are difficult to find and the price is high, and there are few people who can make them. As a result, the value has doubled now, and even if you want to buy it, you can't buy it.
It's just that the incense in her hand is produced and sold by their Goshen Hall, so it's not that precious to her.
She rubbed a flame between her fingers, lit the incense, bowed respectfully to the tablet, and inserted it into the incense burner.
The incense burns slowly, and wisps of thin white smoke are dispersed in the air. The elegant orchid fragrance dissipates in the air, making people feel at ease.
A few wisps of white smoke cling to the sword, wrapping it and containing the weak soul inside.
According to this posture, the soul will be able to recover a lot by this time tomorrow.
Hu Tao left with peace of mind.
The sun had already set outside the house, but it was not completely dark yet.
The dark blue sky shrouded the head, and a few faint stars could be seen.
The moon had already poked its head out from the clouds, emitting a bright light.
"When the sun comes out, I bask in the sun; when the moon comes out, I bask in the moon~"
Hutao sang and stretched.
I have to go to Grandma Ping to make utensils tomorrow. I have to have a good rest today.
...
The moon slowly moved to the center and then slowly set.
Northland Bank was as silent as ever.
The gatekeeper stood dutifully in front of the door, paying attention to the surroundings.
As the largest bank in Liyue Port, Beiguo Bank does not belong to Liyue.
It belongs to the ninth seat of the executive officer [the rich] of the Kingdom of Winter [Fools].
Being able to establish such a large bank in Liyue as a foreigner shows the ability of this executive.
However, just recently, Ye Lan, an intelligence officer affiliated with Tianquan Xing Ningguang, found out some details about him.
It turns out that this famous executive officer of the Zhidong people is not from Zhidong, but a native of Liyue.
As for why he became the executive officer of the violent organization [The Fools] in the Winter Kingdom, it is unknown.