After the three people and one dog bought the candles, they walked around again. There were scattered monks all around. They were planning their own things, and it was difficult for them to get together.
Then there are those who sell talisman paper. The ones Yun Shu draws are more advanced than those sold by these people. A few of them also have their own ways of fighting ghosts, so they don't trade with others.
Turning back to where the middle-aged man was before, he happened to encounter Gao Yunhua and others buying candles. Those people also saw them, glanced at them sinisterly, and stopped talking.
unlucky.
Li Ting and the three of them all took a slightly longer step and walked a little faster, returning to their stone houses.
Less than an hour later, Yun Shu and Ye Ming came back. Ye Ming was a little lost in thought. Apparently he and Yun Shu had found out something together and was thinking to himself.
"We asked about the formation. The entrance to the west of this formation is opened once a month. Three monks who live here and know the formation are required to open it together. It is open for one day at a time. The day after tomorrow happens to be the opening time." Yun said.
Shu preached.
Feng Yu nodded, "Well, let's set off the day after tomorrow. The Lost Forest is the first level and we will be separated. I don't know if the magnetic jade belt you refined can still be used."
The last sentence was obviously asking Tang Yuan.
Tang Yuan thought for a while and said: "If the distance is too far, it still won't be detected. If the distance from where we are teleported exceeds 500 meters, it will be completely useless. But if we are within this range, it will still be the same as before.
Likewise, you can vaguely feel the direction of the wearer."
The things he refined were only inductive, could not be tracked, and were limited in distance, and the refining of the magnetic jade belt was relatively simple, so he could make it in a short time before.
If there are more complex requirements and a more complex and powerful magic weapon is needed, I'm afraid it won't be possible within a year and a half, and that's not what their current situation can afford.
"Fortunately, there are candles." Ye Ming, who had been lost in thought, suddenly said: "As long as we follow the rules, it will be fine. If it doesn't work, we can put away the magic weapon first. Taoist priest, do you want to share the candles now? I don't know what's interesting and what to say.
Whether you need it or not, we bought eight of them anyway."
There was a bit of relaxation in his brows when he spoke, and Yun Shu didn't care about his tone.
Li Ting and the other three looked strange. Did they also buy candles? Are these blood candles mass-produced? A specialty of Wushan? Not only that middle-aged man can make them.
But after Yun Shu took out the candle, Li Ting, Feng Yu, and Tang Yuan all looked a little strange.
"Well, I'll leave it to you now. I'll explain the usage I learned about." Yun Shu said.
They were eight gray-white candles, held in Yun Shu's cold white hands. They looked inexplicably reminiscent of the mourning halls of big families in the secular world.
"We were walking north and met a young man who was selling candles from a basket and told us the rules of the forest." Yun Shu said as he handed out the candles with a natural expression.
The last candle was handed to Li Ting, and Yun Shu retracted his hand and said: "He said there are three rules in the forest.
One, don't scream
Two, don’t attack
Third, this candle must be extinguished when in danger.
As long as you follow these three rules, you can rely on the light to get out of the jungle alive.
By the way, don't you still have a dog? I asked for you, and the man said that the spirit beast has to go on its own.
Although it is a bit troublesome, we are monks and we should be able to control ourselves." After Yun Shu finished speaking, he looked at a few people, and Li Ting and the other three didn't look good.
She frowned and said, "Don't you understand?"
"It's just that I understood..." Li Ting smiled bitterly and looked at Tang Yuan.
Of course Tang Yuan understood what he meant, and turned over his hand and took out the eight blood candles he had just bought.
It was only after I understood it that I found it scary.
Yun Shu was also stuck on what he wanted to say. Eight dark red candles lay quietly in Tang Yuan's hands, as if corresponding to the eight of them.
Ye Ming also felt something was wrong, and his expression became nervous, and he asked cautiously: "What do these eight red ones mean?"
Feng Yu's hand holding the big bow clenched slightly, and his voice was far less steady than Yun Shu's, but he still explained bit by bit: "We bought the candle from a middle-aged man. He said it is called a blood candle and is made of human blood.
It can cover up the breath on our body.
At the same time, he also told us three rules.
One, there will be ghosts on the back of the person who speaks, two, the louder the voice, the more people will follow, three, they will attack when the blood candle is extinguished, the first two are similar, but the third one is completely different from what you said
.
And...he saw Daming at that time and told me that animals should be held."
Feng Yu frowned tightly and looked at the big white dog at his feet.
Tang Yuan held the candle but did not hand it out. He was also a little unsure of what was right.
Li Ting was reflecting on himself. This life was much smoother than the previous one, and he had lost his caution. If Ye Ming and Yun Shu hadn't been there, or if they hadn't visited the surrounding area, they wouldn't have believed whatever others said.
When the time comes, it will be difficult to get out once you step into the foggy mountains.
Nothing can prove which statement is correct. Their understanding of Beizhou and Wushan is so shallow.
Tang Yuan held a red candle in one hand and a white candle in the other, groping carefully with his fingertips, then putting it under his nose and smelling it, studying the texture of the candle.
"There is indeed blood in this one." Tang Yuan weighed eight red candles and said, and then he looked at another gray and turbid white candle with some hesitation, "This one smells like the dead, but I can't find out the specific details.
They are not even magic weapons, they are just ordinary candles."
He had never used human body parts to make weapons, so of course he couldn't tell what it was, but when he thought about what was inside, Tang Yuan felt disgusted in his heart and couldn't help but shrink his fingers.
But because he was a weapon refiner and had a certain kind of seriousness and dedication that belongs to a weapon refiner, he still insisted on not throwing this thing away.
"Let's show the interesting ones." Li Ting said.
The little girl heard this and spread her hands, waiting for Tang Yuan to give her a candle.
Li Ting also discovered something was wrong with the candles in Zhao Lingyan's thatched cottage before, and later asked Qing Qing to investigate.
The material of the candle is ordinary, but it has the Yin Qi of the resentful ghost that Zhao Qi turned into, which makes it interesting that it is a ghost itself. Ghost Qi is more sensitive to Yin Qi than humans, and they can tell who belongs to it.
Tang Yuan thought for a moment, took out two candles, one red and one white, and placed them on the little girl's outstretched hand.
Interesting: I have a red candle in my left hand and a white candle in my right hand. I clench my little hands tightly, close my eyes and mobilize my ghost energy to perceive these two things.
After about a quarter of an hour, the little girl opened her eyes. She looked a little confused and said: "They all have yin energy, but they are not like Zhao Qi's candle. They have no function."
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
But Qingqu paused for a while, and then he said uncertainly, "But these two candles are very strange. If they are lit, they will be somewhat attractive to some ghosts. As for whether they hate the smell or like the smell, I don't know."
Already."
Attraction?
"If it's attractive, why is it possible to hate it?" Tang Yuan didn't understand.
Fun thought for a long time and finally came up with an analogy, "Just like when you smell a rotten vegetable leaf, you will find it by following the smell and pick it off."
Everyone was silent for a while, what does this mean? This chapter has been completed!