frightfiction Chapter 285 Four Eyes That Were Extremely Envious
Chapter 285 Four Eyes That Were Extremely Envious
After making the arrangements, Chizuru nodded and left the mortuary with her hands behind her back.
As he left, several Taoist nuns followed behind him, a scene that made Si Mu extremely envious.
The four people from the east, west, south, and north stood next to Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai. The five of them went together to prepare stinky tofu, and then planned to go to the place with the heaviest yin energy in Renjia Town that night to attract it.
Qiu Shengwencai's heart was pounding, and his steps were slightly unsteady.
Clearly, those two were the most afraid.
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Shi Jian frowned when he saw Uncle Jiu and Qianhe.
"Lin Fengjiao's cultivation level is actually the same as mine, a Celestial Master. How is that possible... And Zhong Fabai is even stronger than me!"
Shi Jian found it all unbelievable.
But he kept quiet.
Shi Shaojian, who was standing to the side, asked, "Master, why didn't you let me take on this mission just now?"
"Hmph, what do you know! Just watch." Shi Jian snorted coldly without answering.
I'm also thinking about some things.
Then Shi Jian came out and led everyone to a wide-open space to set up the Innate Bagua Formation.
Shi Jian muttered incantations and constantly changed hand seals, directing everyone to set up the Primordial Eight Trigrams Formation.
Actually, these Taoist priests do know it, but they just want to know it.
Shi Jian stood firmly on his feet, waved his sleeve, and a stream of spiritual energy shot out like a thread, accurately lighting an oil lamp placed in the east.
As if sensing something, the oil lamp suddenly leaped three feet high, its wick swaying and emitting a faint blue light.
The younger generation of Maoshan disciples hurriedly followed Shi Jian's instructions and inserted the peach wood sword, which was covered with runes, into the ground. The sword trembled slightly, as if it was eager to fulfill its mission.
A huge bronze bell was placed in the west. Shi Jian lightly tapped his finger, and a talisman floated out and stuck to the bronze bell.
In an instant, the copper bell began to hum, its deep sound carrying far, like the low growl of an ancient beast.
The braziers in the south were also lit, the flames leaping and illuminating the faces of those around them, the runes in the firelight flickering erratically.
The north is a basin of clear water. Shi Jian sprinkles a handful of cinnabar on the water, and ripples spread across the surface, faintly forming the shape of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams).
With the last magical artifact returned to its place, the entire Primordial Eight Trigrams Formation shone like a dazzling pearl, with runes flowing across it like agile sprites, resembling a giant net of light, waiting for any ghosts or demons to come so that they could be tightly bound within it.
Seeing this, Shi Jian nodded and smiled with satisfaction.
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At this moment, all the female Daoists surrounded Qianhe like stars around the moon, their eyes filled with eager anticipation.
"Senior brother, could you teach us how to cultivate so quickly?"
"Yes, senior brother, please teach us quickly."
Looking at these female Daoists whose Daoist titles sounded aloof and cold, and then at their appearance, Qianhe couldn't help but twitch her lips.
Are these really the aloof and cold female Daoists?
However, he cleared his throat and began to explain the intricacies of Taoist magic in great detail. After all, it wasn't a big deal, and it was only natural for fellow disciples to discuss it with each other.
Si Mu watched from the sidelines, gritting his teeth, feeling as if a million ants were gnawing at his heart: "Oh dear, it really hurts me so much! I'm so envious of Junior Brother Qianhe's situation!" As he spoke, he looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Nine, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, as if it were none of his business.
He has absolutely no interest in women.
The female disciples listened with rapt attention, occasionally asking pointed questions, which Qianhe answered fluently.
At the same time, he would occasionally say some humorous things, which made the female students blush and feel shy.
"Oh dear, it seems that Junior Brother Qianhe isn't exactly a proper person after all!" Simu said enviously.
"If you're envious, then hurry up and go over there!" Uncle Nine rolled his eyes at him, but in his heart he was thinking about how to attract those fleeing ghosts.
After all, the most important thing right now is to deal with the ghosts that have been released, not to pay attention to the idle chatter of Chizuru and the Kundao.
"Senior brother, aren't you envious?"
"Envious? I'm a scholar of the Spring and Autumn Annals." Uncle Nine scoffed.
This almost broke Si Mu's defenses, and he even mentioned Spring and Autumn!
Why don't you just say that your Spring and Autumn Annals are erotic paintings?
And now, on the other side.
Renjia Town.
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Night fell over Renjia Town, and the streets were deserted.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai pushed his little cart, which was filled with stinky tofu of various flavors.
The four people from the east, west, south, and north stood to the side, looking around.
They hadn't forgotten their master's instructions.
At that moment, Wencai was banging on his clapper and shouting loudly, "Fresh and delicious stinky tofu!"
"Selling stinky tofu!"
The autumn wind was bleak, and the leaves were falling. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's voices sounded particularly clear in the quiet night.
Their calls didn't attract many customers; after all, who would buy stinky tofu so late at night?
Moreover, the town was attacked by ghosts last night, and many people died. Just because of that, who would go out to eat stinky tofu late at night?
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