Chapter 42 Judge Three Who told you that you can't beat her?
There is a black jade chessboard under the eaves of the bamboo house.
Bai He was also dressed in plain clothes, with long hair loose. He held a white piece between his fingers and tapped it lightly on the chessboard. At that time, the pine wind blew through the corridor, and the bronze bell rang suddenly, which happened to coincide with the sound of the falling piece.
Sitting opposite was a wooden puppet with the dull look of "Old Man Ding".
Every time he made a move, he would curl his fingers in excitement to show off how flexible his new knuckles were.
Bai He also propped up his chin. Although he felt reluctant to disrupt the elegant atmosphere of the chess game in the courtyard, he couldn't help but speak: "Yusheng, you can't live without energy. You made a mistake this time."
There were a few scattered pieces on the black jade chessboard, with the white pieces lying in ambush. Although they had not yet formed a formation, the hidden murderous aura was already evident. Unfortunately, the black pieces' moves were completely unconventional, leaving the white pieces with a sense of defeat that was unfairly won.
The wooden puppet Yusheng scratched his head, but continued to do as he pleased and clicked a black piece. Then he pointed proudly to the upper part. One, two... five stars in a row.
Bai He also kept silent, twisting his chess pieces: "Are you playing Go?"
Yusheng nodded complacently, shaking his limbs so that the joints made a crackling sound.
Bai He was too lazy to teach him any more. He just sighed in disappointment and said, "Forget it. I shouldn't have bothered with such a blockhead."
I don’t know if it would have been smarter to use a different type of wood.
He shook the cloud in his hand into the bamboo chess pot and said, "Bring the bait."
The resentful power of the demons is very strong and they are not as easy to deal with as the ghosts.
It is not enough for them to just eat resentment, they also need to enjoy certain offerings occasionally, otherwise they will become lazy.
The white crane also used its spiritual power to make incense and made incense towers as bait. In order to avoid scaring innocent people, it deliberately chose the most remote and secluded bamboo hut to feed the fish.
Yusheng stood up shakily, turned around and took out a small ceramic cup from the treasure cabinet.
When I opened it, I found it was empty!
"Kaba! Kaba Kaba Kaba!" Yusheng's jaw trembled in confusion and anxiety.
Bai He also frowned, and his eyes quickly fell behind the plain screen, where a long lacquered coffin was placed.
The coffin is six feet and three inches long, two feet wide, and two feet high. There are lotus flowers on the four feet, and the lid is densely engraved with a string of cloud-patterned taboo characters.
Without thinking too much, Bai He instantly picked up a few cloud seeds and shot them towards the lotus coffin with a snap of his fingers.
Creak! Yunzi, with a strong gust of wind, pushed the coffin lid halfway open.
Almost at the same time, the young man in white slapped the chessboard with his palm, and the scattered cloud pieces all flew into the air. When they were swept away by his sleeves, they formed a strange formation, like a huge net that was about to be nailed into the coffin.
Swish!
Suddenly a man jumped out from inside, turned over very quickly and swept down two bullets, broke the net, and rushed out of the house in a hurry.
She took a bunch of bulging things out of her coat pocket and spilled a lot of them along the way as she ran away. When she looked closely, she saw that they were the shad mullet baits that were originally placed in the porcelain bowl.
Seeing that he was a "habitual offender", Bai He was naturally not polite at all. He raised his hand and greeted him with Qi Yi Xiong Ge.
Long Zhu jumped nimbly onto the old tree in the yard, hoping to hide his figure with the umbrella of branches that blocked out the sun. Just as he climbed onto the branch, the fierce spiritual power of "Que Tou Jiang" cut him off. Long Zhu hung upside down in the air, lightly hooked the branch on the other side with his toes, used the force to make a spin, and swung himself into another bunch of branches.
She still had the leisure to pick up the fragrant tower in her arms and put it into her mouth, chewing it twice, then turned around to look at the young man deeply and grinned meaningfully.
He held back again.
Does that mean I can come again next time?
In the blink of an eye, the bait thief disappeared in the rising and falling green waves.
Bai He also leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, his frown relaxed. He looked at the incense towers scattered all over the courtyard and sighed helplessly for a long while.
"If you can't take it away, don't steal so much..."
Her delicate, jade-like fingers rested on the armrests of the wheelchair and tapped them twice slowly. Two chain-bone fish emerged from the earth veins and swam leisurely in the courtyard. Their lips moved happily, and soon they licked the incense tower that had fallen on the ground clean.
In the end, the bone fish still refused to leave, and circled around the white crane with its cheeks puffed out, feeling unsatisfied.
Bai He also leaned forward and patted the dust off his hands: "No more, go back."
The bony fish opened and closed its mouth, looking pitiful.
"Why are you crying?" Bai He also slapped the fish on the head, his expression indifferent: "It's your fault that you can't beat her."
The bone fish staggered after being hit, its face slightly dazed, staring at its spirit master with some resentment. After a while, it finally left with an empty stomach.
Bai He also called Yu Sheng twice, but there was no response from the other party. He turned around and saw that the other party was frightened and picked up the old branch, clumsily trying to take it back.
In the future, I’ll use copper, iron, jade, or other materials to make puppet heads.
I always feel that wood has no brains.
Bai He also thought so.
He shook his head and turned his wheelchair towards the desk, but unexpectedly he caught a glimpse of a sudden white color out of the corner of his eye.
It was a furry, chubby...long-tailed tit.
The workmanship is not very exquisite, and it looks like the handicrafts sold to tourists in the scenic area at the foot of the mountain.
Bai He also placed the white tit in his palm and looked at it for a while, but he couldn't see any mystery hidden in it.
Suddenly, his fingertips moved, and he gathered some spiritual power to wrap up the tit. The little felt bird magically flapped its wings and fluttered into the air with its round body.
The art of refining equipment is to inject spiritual energy into dead objects to bring them back to life.
The white crane also looked up at the fat tit flying up, chirping non-stop.
He wanted to reach out to grab it, but unexpectedly the white ball lightly went around his wrist and landed on Yusheng's shoulder not far away.
Yusheng was startled and raised his hand to drive it away, but the little felt bird was extremely ferocious. It jumped up and pecked at the wooden head several times, then pulled out a few strands of straw hair, intending to build a nest on the other's shoulder.
Yusheng looked at Bai Heye with a wooden face, wanting to cry but unable to do so, and made accusations with his joints crackling.
…
A bit noisy.
Maybe I put too much spiritual power in.
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As soon as Long Zhu came out of the bamboo forest, Nan Huai came hurriedly to find him.
"Have you just been in there?"
Long Zhu subconsciously stuffed the stolen incense tower into his pocket and nodded: "Yeah."
Nan Huai looked at her suspiciously: "Don't you know that we disciples are not allowed to enter? Have you been discovered by the abbot?"
Long Zhu was a little curious: "Why can't I go in?"
Could it be that Bai He also hid some goodies? Speaking of goodies, Long Zhu looked down at the wooden ring on his left hand and remembered the deal with Sanxian Lang.
Oh, that's bad.
I just forgot about this.
Wait until Xiangta finishes eating, then go ask him.
Nan Huai interrupted her thoughts and said, "This is the rule of Changfeng Temple. No one can approach the Bamboo House without the permission of the temple master. It is said that..."
He looked around for a moment before cautiously adding, "It's said that it's been circulated outside that the abbot wanted to guard the several heirloom magical instruments hidden in the bamboo studio."
Long Zhu blinked in confusion: "What magic weapon?"
Nan Huai observed her quietly for a few seconds, then raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You really don't know?"
Long Zhu shook his head honestly: "I don't know."
"Then why are you going in?" Nan Huai frowned, "If you're discovered, you'll be kicked out!"
Long Zhu said nonchalantly: "I think the scenery inside is beautiful."
"You can't go in alone!" Nan Huai counted on his fingers, "Because of this rumor, some evil people come to attack Zhuzhai every now and then. Last month, there were five or six of them."
Long Zhu recalled the red buzz cut last time: "Every month?"
"Not every month, but there are always those with unrepentant evil intentions," Nan Huai said with a sigh, "The abbot said it's not good to commit murder in the pure land of Taoism. Usually, they are knocked unconscious and thrown into the miasma forest in the back mountain."
Being alive is a blessing, but if you die... it has nothing to do with Changfeng Temple anyway!
Nan Huai talked non-stop all the way, and seeing Long Zhu looking pensive, he nudged her with his elbow: "What are you thinking about?"
Long Zhu pondered, "You mean, he never uses the Qiyi Xiongge against sneak attackers?"
Nan Huai looked at him strangely, "Of course! That's a killer move. With the master's level of cultivation, if it hits, the opponent will definitely die."
Long Zhu: “…Oh.”
She began to count on her hands.
Nan Huai: "What are you counting?"
Long Zhu muttered, "Count how many times he used the Sparrow Throwing into the River trick on me."
Nan Huai: "What? I didn't hear clearly."
"I've been looking for you for a long time! Why are you here?" Fang Xu ran over from the charity hall and interrupted their conversation.
Nan Huai clicked his tongue: "Why are you so anxious? What happened?"
Fang Xu held his breath and concentrated, recounting what Wang Tianfu had learned. "...There's a man-eating cave in the hills behind the town's school. Do you remember the child who died suddenly a few days ago?"
Nan Huai's brows knitted together, his handsome face filled with disdain. "Remember, his grandparents not only tried to smear the town doctor, but also came to the temple this morning to make a scene, saying that the child was cursed to death. What nonsense."
Fang Xu hesitated: "Actually, I think they are quite pitiful..."
"Haha, be more careful," Nan Huai shrugged. "If I hadn't stopped them, they would have come after you, saying you cast the curse."
Fang Xu lowered his head and said nothing. Suddenly, something occurred to him: "Wang Tianfu and his uncle have been staying in town for the past few days. We have an appointment and plan to go to the cave to take a look. Do you want to join us?"
Nan Huai looked at him and said after a while, "Does he suspect that there is an evil spirit hiding in the cave?"
Fang Xu scratched his head: "I don't know either, but since I saw it, I have to take care of it."
He didn't want any evil spirits to cause trouble at the door of his Taoist temple.
Nan Huai rolled his eyes: "There are so many things going on in the world. If you saw everything, do you really have to take care of it?"
Fang Xu said confidently: "I can't see that far ahead. This happened in Changfeng Town, so I have to take care of it."
Nan Huai had no idea what to do with him: "You idiot."
They both turned to look at Long Zhu: "Are you going?"
Long Zhu wasn't interested: "No, I have other things to do."
Fang Xu was stunned: "What's the matter?"
She dozes off in the Wenchang Temple and steals the offerings every day, but it seems like she has no other important business to do?
Long Zhu rubbed his hands together, his mouth curled up into a sinister smile: "Go and seek death."
She suddenly remembered the meaning of the black lines on her ankles under the corner of her robe that she lifted up in the bamboo forest that day - it was a restriction of some kind of magic.
So... she now has a bold idea.
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