Chapter 670 Modern Ghost World 4
After carefully observing the lantern again, I suddenly discovered that the Yin silk did not come from the lantern. The lantern only served as a "transit" and the real source was hidden underground in the Taoist temple.
At this time, the blank surface of the lantern began to move again, and words gradually appeared on the other side.
Only the last two strokes are missing to form a complete character "Xuan", the "Xuan" of Master Xuan Chengzi.
Chu Hongyou's pupils suddenly constricted, and a strong sense of urgency surged in her heart.
No matter what, Xuan Chengzi's ghost must not be allowed to get into trouble.
Emotionally speaking, Xuan Chengzi is the original owner's master, and she must find a way to protect him.
From a practical point of view, if something goes wrong with the core of the formation suppressed by Xuan Chengzi, the area within hundreds of miles will fall into endless chaos and there will be no peace.
Without time to think, Chu Hongyu picked up his sword and stepped into the mud pit where the roots of the old pine were exposed.
The soil had long been contaminated by yin energy and was emitting a fishy and cold smell, like a freshly dug grave.
She poured her magical power into the tip of her sword and followed the roots of the old pine tree, removing the soil layer by layer.
Not long after, a deeper vaginal thread gradually emerged.
This Yin silk can no longer be described as "silk". It is as thick as a child's arm, and there are tiny runes painted on its surface.
After careful identification, Chu Hongyou discovered that the runes combined with the thick Yin silk actually formed a "Spirit-drawing Rope".
No wonder the old pine tree didn't even have time to react before so much spiritual energy was drained away.
She quickly touched the ground with the tip of her sword, stepped forward, and whispered the rope-breaking spell.
"The Big Dipper, the bright and true; destroy the demons and evil, slay the ghosts innumerable. Hurry and obey the command!"
As the spell was recited, the tip of the copper coin sword suddenly emitted a brighter flash of lightning.
Chu Hongyu raised the sword and slashed it down fiercely!
With a "bang" sound, the Yin silk that had become the spirit rope was instantly cut in half.
A stream of black slurry spurted out from the fracture and splashed onto the soil next to it. The soil instantly turned black and emitted a pungent smell.
The lantern in the air shook violently, and the words on the lamp surface gradually spread out like ink spread by water, and the words "Song" and "Xuan" disappeared.
At the same time, the old pine tree let out a long sigh and shook off the last batch of pine needles from its crown.
This is not a bad thing.
Although all the pine needles have fallen, the spiritual energy will never be sucked away by the Spirit Extracting Rope again.
Although the old pine tree is still weak, it has a chance to repair itself.
I saw that new green buds had grown in the places where the pine needles had fallen before, full of vitality.
As long as it is cared for for a period of time, it won’t take long for the old pine tree to regain its former vitality.
At this moment, the black slurry that fell on the ground began to twist like a living thing.
In just a moment, it gathered into a thinner rope shadow, quickly fleeing towards the distance along the grass roots.
Chu Hongyue's eyes flashed, it was obvious that the soul-drawing creature was not completely dead.
Seeing that Chu Lingsuo was about to escape, she made a quick decision and threw out the Xiaoqian Sword.
With a "ding" sound, the tip of the sword accurately nailed the tail of the soul-drawing rope.
But the black shadow was extremely cunning. It cut off its tail without any delay and was not affected at all. It fled at the same speed and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The spirit of Chu Hong glaze has been tempered for many generations and is no longer what it used to be.
However, something was blocking her way ahead, hindering her exploration.
As the saying goes, there is always a way out. At this moment, a bloody paper smell with a unique lantern smell came into Chu Hongyou's nose.
Hongyue smelled the scent and immediately identified the direction.
Without thinking any more, he quickly drew his sword and put it back into his sleeve, then turned and chased in the direction of the smell.
Soon, they caught up with him in the bamboo forest on the back mountain.
The wind blew through the woods, making the bamboo leaves rustle. The slippery moss under my feet made me feel that the atmosphere in this place was particularly cold and there was an indescribable weirdness.
Chu Hongyou's whole body was tense, and he walked forward a distance with full vigilance.
Suddenly, the fog sank down and gradually condensed into a grayish-white wall.
A pale face appeared on the wall, without any facial features, only two black lines outlining the corners of the lips, which curved upwards to the ears, revealing an extremely creepy smile.
After seeing the strength of this thing, Chu Hongyou became more alert.
This is a ghost with the power of a ghost general - the Painted Skin Master.
The one at the old pine tree just now was a fragment of its soul, and this one now is obviously its real body.
The strokes on the blank lantern it was holding began to move again, one stroke at a time, and this time, the word "Xuan Wei" was written.
This is exactly Chu Hongyue's Taoist name, but now only the upper half of the two words are written on the lantern.
The Painted Skin Master's lantern is also known as the "Soul-Binding Lantern".
When the name is completely written on the lantern, the person's soul will be forcibly dragged out of the body and locked into the wick.
At that time, only an empty shell will be left of the body. Although death will not occur immediately, every inch of the wick burning means the loss of one year of life.
When the light burns out, the soul will be scattered and even reincarnation will be impossible.
If the soul is bound but the lamp is not lit, the Painted Skin Master can use the lamp to order the bound soul to do things, turning them into a "human lamp slave" that never goes out.
However, this lamp cannot be used at any time. The Painted Skin Master needs to maintain a relatively close distance to the person whose name is written, otherwise there is no way to successfully bind the soul.
Therefore, the name must not be written in full. Even if only one stroke is missing, there is still hope.
However, the situation with Chu Hong glaze is completely different.
Her true form is the World Tree. It is simply a fantasy for the Painted Skin Master to try to seize her soul.
Although she would completely merge with other people's bodies in every life, the power of the ghosts and monsters in this world was still unable to take her soul away completely.
However, we must never let it succeed.
No one knows what consequences would be caused if her name was really written in a situation like hers, so it is best to avoid it if possible.
"Want to write my name? That depends on whether you can pick up the pen." Chu Hongyu said coldly.
She untied the ink line from her waist, and the copper wheel popped open with a "click".
The ink line had been specially dipped and still had a dark brown luster.
She threaded the Five Emperors' coins into the thread holes one by one, with the holes of the coins aligned with the positions of the Big Dipper.
Every time a coin was pierced, it made a soft "ding" sound, as if it was flicked by an invisible finger.
She quickly placed the corresponding items in the four positions of Dui, Qian, Kun and Gen.
The ink line shot out from her fingertips and moved along the ground.
Chu Hongyue pinched her fingers together and shouted, "Little Bagua, get up!"
The ink line snapped back onto the copper wheel, and seven Five Emperors' coins stood up at the same time. Light golden threads shot out from the coin holes, interweaving into a golden net about ten feet in diameter, covering the Painted Skin Master.
The Painted Skin Master still had that extremely weird expression on his face. He raised his hand and gently shook the paper lantern.
With a "hiss", the paper surface of the lantern swelled up and cracked into seven holes, and seven streams of black smoke came out from inside.
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