In the old willow tree, the scholar and the ghost were silent and resentful.
Zhu Youcai is his name.
He was hanging here, with his tongue hanging out a foot long, and his face turned purple like pig liver, which was strange to look at.
"Xiao Shi is not honest at all. He used my name to say that this woman is ugly."
He thought to himself, "But having said that, although this woman is not bad-looking, she has a bad mind. I wonder if Xiao Shi can handle it?"
He is in a soul state, and these people can neither see him nor hear his voice.
He was hanged here. Although he became a ghost, he could not leave this old tree and could not notify Chen Shi's grandfather.
“The porcelain dolls that the eldest sister mentioned should be a group of little ones that only appear in the evening, emerge from the grass and talk in whispers.” They will hide in the grass and be nowhere to be found. They will come out again after the person leaves. They will disappear at dawn. They are the ones the eldest sister is looking for, right? "
He has indeed seen these porcelain dolls and often gets along with these little guys, so he is very familiar with them.
The woman in purple and the men in flying fish suits nodded excitedly when they heard this.
"Sir, this little thing... The little brother described it so clearly, it shows that the thing must be nearby!"
The man in the flying fish suit named Fang He smiled and said, "The rumors are indeed true. There is indeed a tomb of a true king here! Those porcelain dolls are the burial objects in the tomb that have become spirits! If we can get these treasures..."
The woman in purple clothes was angry, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she gave him a fierce look.
Fang He felt awe-struck and hurriedly shut up.
The woman in purple glanced at Chen Shi and found that Chen Shi was confused. It was obvious that a country boy did not know what a big tomb was or what becoming a spirit meant, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Little brother, can you take us to the place where those porcelain dolls disappeared?" The woman in purple said with a soft face.
Chen Shi looked troubled: "My grandpa is still at home waiting for me to go back for dinner..."
The woman in purple chuckled and said, "Sister, there is some delicious food here. It is cooked with spiritual animals and exotic herbs. Isn't it as delicious as the food at your home?"
She clapped her hands, and soon someone offered some dried meat.
Chen Shi ate a piece of dried meat and it was really delicious, so he agreed.
Everyone followed Chen Shi, and the woman in purple said, "Little brother, I still don’t know what your name is?"
Chen Shi said honestly, "My name is Honesty. The gentleman who taught me how to read said, Honesty is sincerity and truthfulness. People in the village call me Xiao Honest. I never tell lies!" After hearing this, everyone laughed secretly: "Where can I find someone named Cheng? This country teacher is also ignorant."
Fang He's face was solemn, and he came to the woman in purple and whispered: "Sir, there is something wrong with this child..."
The woman in purple's eyes had already fallen on Chen Shi's back. She squinted and nodded lightly: "I noticed it too."
She had a strange look on her face and said softly: "You can't tell that at such a young age, he is still a monk."
Chen Shi in front was still eating meat jerky. There were slight waves of breath in this young man's body, and there was actually real energy flowing around him. He was not weak.
I saw a light looming behind Chen Shi's head, faint and hazy, and a shrine made of light was looming!
Dried meat is cooked with various spiritual animals and herbs, and contains very strong spiritual energy. When Chen Shi ate the dried meat, his spiritual energy was refined, and he could not help but reveal his cultivation.
"Qi refining period, divine fetus realm!"
The woman in purple said softly, "He has been refined into a shrine. I think he has received the blessing of the true god and given birth to a divine fetus! He was placed in the provincial capital and can already take part in the provincial examination! The teenage Juren..."
She couldn't help but be horrified.
Monk practice is divided into five stages: refining qi, transforming into spirit, refining spirit, returning to emptiness, and integrating with Tao.
Among them, Qi refining is divided into four realms: Qi refining, foundation building, shrine, and divine fetus. Cultivating to the divine fetus realm is already a great achievement. You can participate in the provincial examination, become a civil servant, and gain fame.
Nowadays, reading and practicing are both popular.
Scholars are monks who can cultivate themselves, gain merit and become officials in the court.
Chen Shi was only in his teens and had already cultivated into a divine fetus, which is rare even in the world!
If he obtains fame, he will definitely shock the world!
The woman in purple and others came from a wealthy family in the provincial capital of Xinxiang. They did not expect to encounter such geniuses inadvertently in the countryside. You can imagine their shock.
I saw that the shrine behind Chen Shi’s head was empty, and there was no divine fetus!
The woman in purple looked puzzled.
At this time, the shrine behind Chen Shi's head dispersed, his true energy also disintegrated, and he became an ordinary person again.
Other men in Feiyu suits also saw this scene, and they all showed strange expressions.
"With his attainments in the shrine, he should have cultivated into a divine fetus! Why is his shrine empty? Why did his cultivation suddenly disappear?" The woman in purple murmured.
Chen Shi's shrine is extremely stable. Even some masters of transforming gods are not as good as him. They must have already entered the realm of the divine fetus. But there is no divine fetus in his shrine, and the shrine collapses at any time, which is really a strange thing.
Fang He already knew this and chuckled softly: "My lord comes from a famous family and does not know the dangers of the world. The emergence of a cultivation genius in this countryside is not necessarily a good thing, but a curse. If the children of powerful families are not talented enough, they will not be able to cultivate into a divine fetus and pass the scholar examination." People would ask family experts to find a genius with excellent talent and no background, deprive him of the divine fetus, and transplant it into himself. This boy named Honest must have been discovered by a powerful person because of his extraordinary talent, and his divine fetus was harvested and transplanted to his own children. "
The woman in purple looked at Chen Shi's back in surprise and asked, "How can you still live after being deprived of the divine fetus?"
Fang He was also a little puzzled, saying: "Logically speaking, the only way to seize the divine fetus is to pry open the skull, and the monk who was deprived of the divine fetus must die. But why is this kid not dead after someone poached the divine fetus?"
Every year, many people died because their divine fetuses were taken away, which was very common in the Ming Dynasty. It was a strange thing that Chen Shi was not dead even though he had the divine fetus taken away from him.
Fang He quickly stepped forward, came behind Chen Shi, and probed the back of his head. Sure enough, he felt a long-healed scar on the back of Chen Shi's head.
This scar is three to four inches long, and the bone under the scar is raised.
"Honest, don't move."
Fang He said this and pushed aside Chen Shi's hair. The scar turned flesh red, like a big red centipede as thick as a thumb lying on the back of Chen Shi's head.
Chen Shi ate the dried meat and didn't care about it.
The woman in purple also saw this scar and was shocked. This young man’s head had been opened!
"It's really a miracle that you can survive such an injury!" She exhaled.
Without the Divine Embryo, any true energy is like a rootless tree and a sourceless water, which can disappear at any time. Chen Shi was robbed of the divine fetus and turned into a cripple, so after taking the preserved food, the medicinal power contained in the preserved food turned into Qi, allowing his shrine to reappear. But because there is no divine fetus, the shrine and his cultivation are just like a mirror.
Fang He fell a few steps behind and lowered his voice: "Sir, last year Li Xiaoding, the son of the Prime Minister of Li County in Buffalo County, made a splash in the provincial examination and won the title of Jieyuan. However, I heard that Mr. Li is uneducated and has no skills. He is not very good at cultivation. He is even very stupid and has not been favored by the true god. Some people say that Mr. Li should have stolen the divine fetus from a poor boy..."
The woman in purple coughed and said meaningfully: "Although the chief official of Li County is not a big one, the Li family is a powerful family. It has nothing to do with us how Mr. Li became the official. This child is so pitiful."
Her eyes fell on Chen Shi, and she whispered: "Give him a good time later, don't torture him."
She turned around and looked at Huangpo Village, with a gentle expression on her face, and said softly: "There is also this village, we should also get rid of it, and bury the little guy with him, so that no news will leak out, and people will say that our Zhao family is not honest in our work. We did not tell them when we found the true king's tomb, which only caused trouble. After you find the true king's tomb, you will arrange for the silence to be done cleanly."
Fang He bowed and said yes.
Chen Shi's expression remained as usual, but his ears twitched.
Although he no longer has the divine fetus, his hearing is amazing. Although the conversation between the two people was slight, it could not escape his ears.
"These people have ill intentions towards me and the village. It seems that they are the instigators. According to Master's words, we want to eradicate the roots so that they will have no descendants."
Chen Shi He secretly said, "I will definitely not be able to defeat them. Master said, I don't talk about monsters and gods. My current strength is not enough to be called a monster and I can't make ghosts and gods surrender, so I'll just kill someone with a borrowed knife. Master's words are really full of philosophy in life!"
His admiration for the Master arose spontaneously.
Chen Shi quietly slowed down and motioned for everyone to follow.
The purple-clothed woman and others followed him forward, but they saw a little man about ten feet tall playing by the stream near the mountain forest ahead.
These little people have distinct facial features, complete hands and feet, green clothes, and white skin, just like living people.
They made a sound of porcelain clinking when they touched each other, indicating that they were not human beings.
The porcelain dolls were playing by the mountain stream, splashing water and catching fish, having great fun.
The words in their mouths are also very strange. They are not human words. They are babbling and have no meaning, but the porcelain dolls can understand them. They communicate with each other and burst out bursts of laughter from time to time. They are very happy.
The woman in purple and others came behind Chen Shi. Seeing this, they were inexplicably excited and whispered: "This must be the porcelain buried with the true king's tomb that has become a spirit. Just follow them and you can find the location of the true king's tomb!"
Chen Shi took a step forward and broke a dead branch on the ground. One of the porcelain dolls noticed it and looked around. When he saw Chen Shi, he shouted, with a voice as sharp as an oriole's call.
When the other porcelain dolls saw Chen Shi, they all turned into bitter and resentful faces, rolled up their sleeves, and committed suicide in a menacing manner, not knowing what hatred they had.
It was only then that the porcelain dolls saw the woman in purple and other strangers. They couldn't help but exclaimed, and they all got into the grass by the stream.
· There were chirping and cursing sounds in the grass. It must be that the porcelain dolls were angrily scolding Chen Shi for not being able to defeat them, and even called for help.
Fang He and others hurried forward, peeled away the grass and followed the trail quickly, but they saw that the mountains were full of green, the trees were tall, and the mountains and forests were gloomy and vast, and they couldn't tell their direction.
The porcelain dolls moved quickly through the woods and grass, causing everyone who was following them to suffer a great deal and soon lost their traces.
The woman in purple suddenly brightened her eyes and whispered: "Follow Honest!"
Everyone then noticed that Chen Shi was actually walking like flying in this mountain forest, chasing the porcelain dolls with ease.
It was difficult for everyone to catch up with those porcelain dolls, but Chen Shi’s goal was bigger and easier to track, so they all followed Chen Shi and gradually went deeper into the mountains and forests.
However, the trees are becoming more and more dense, and there are only a few scattered spots of sunlight on the ground.
The crowd chased for an unknown distance when Chen Shi in front suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Everyone caught up and saw that the trees around them were growing rapidly and becoming taller and taller, like giant trees holding up the sky!
Even the weeds have become as thick as trees, the rocks have become like hills, and the creeks have become the Yangtze River, with magnificent waves!
They were surprised when they heard someone shouting: "It's not that the grass and trees have gotten bigger, it's that we've gotten smaller!"
The woman in purple and others were horrified, and they all looked at each other, and saw that they had shrunk from the size of an adult to less than a foot in size in just a short moment!
The woman in purple looked at her skin and couldn't help but tremble.
After a moment, she plucked up the courage and tapped her arm lightly, making a crisp sound of porcelain clinking.
She almost fainted.
She turned into a porcelain doll!
She looked at the others and saw that the guards following her had all turned into porcelain dolls!
"The realm of ghosts and gods! We have broken into a realm of ghosts and gods! By the way! Honesty!"
The woman in purple seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, "Honest has been here before, he must know what is going on... Wait a minute!"
———There will be another chapter updated tonight, around six o'clock. Chapter word count, 3000-4000 words.