You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 105 Waiting for the rabbit
According to the art of observing Qi, all things have different colors. Dense vegetation and ordinary living people appear white, which represents vitality, as gentle as a spring breeze; dead bodies and demons appear black, with a dead body odor and evil demons with a fishy odor, which is nauseating; objects that have killed many people will appear dark brown, and you can smell the smell of iron and weapons just by getting close to them; and treasures from heaven and earth, demons, fairies and gods will appear light green, crystal clear and bright.

In Zuo Chen's field of vision, what was floating nearby was not black air, but a blue-brown airflow that formed a line in the air and went deep into the forest.

This is a vicious method that is specifically designed to kill people.

One glance and you'll know that it's not monsters causing trouble here, but humans.

Wuwei Shanren took out a compass from his arms, took out a copper spoon and placed it on top, then pinched the talisman that catching wind and shadows between his two fingers and asked Wuhui to take out a fire starter to light it.

Chanting:

"Master, help me, the wind enters my ears, five miles away, a thousand miles away, where can the evildoers hide!"

"Go!"

Point the burning talisman towards the compass, and the spoon on the compass will start to spin rapidly.

While buzzing, the spoon tail flew everywhere.

Wuweishanren also frowned tightly.

This scene is not quite what he imagined.

After staring for a while, he asked curiously:

"Not a monster?"

So he fiddled with the compass again, adjusting from the monster to the human, and finally the rapidly spinning spoon stabilized.

Pointing southwest.

Seeing that he had found the target, Wuweishanren was satisfied. However, when he raised his head, he found Zuo Chen was already standing there.

Wuwei Shanren: “?”

"Master, it seems that the Taoist priest found it faster than you did!" Wuhui seemed to realize it later.

If even his own stupid disciple could see it, how could Wuwei Shanren not see it?

When he saw Zuo Chen for the first time, the hermit could tell that the young Taoist friend had some skills and should be good at slaying demons and eliminating evil.

But he had lived for some time after all, and his age was enough to surpass that of the young Taoist friend by two times. He had talent, but experience took time to accumulate, so Wuwei Shanren did not take the young Taoist friend seriously. He just reminded the young Taoist friend from time to time about the things he should pay attention to in the martial arts world, so as to prevent him from suffering losses and losing his life.

But now he found that this young Taoist friend used neither talismans nor compass. It seemed that he was ahead of him just by relying on the skill of Feng Shui. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

At the same time, I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Although he looks young, he has many unique skills.

The mountain man became a little curious and wondered whether he should use the circular light technique to take a look at Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen didn't really pay attention to what the Wuwei Mountain Man was thinking. After determining the location, he went straight into the woods, and Caiyi followed behind him. The Wuwei Mountain Man and his apprentice fell behind, and they had to jog a few steps to catch up with the two people in front.

After walking for a while, Zuo Chen stopped in a dense forest.

Looking around, I found six trees planted neatly in two rows, three on the left and three on the right. They were lush and very tall. A piece of space was cleared out between the trees, the grass was plowed away, and several circles were drawn with hard objects. There were ashes from burnt grass and trees inside the circles, and a faint burnt smell could be smelled when you got close.

The aura of spellcasting disappears here, and this is the source of the altar.

Wuwei Shanren also rushed here. He looked left and right at the remains of the altar, and felt as if he had seen this method somewhere before.

"Master, what is this?"

Wuhui acted as a qualified supporting actor and asked Wuwei Shanren the first thing he asked.

Just as he was thinking of giving his apprentice a few words, Caiyi, who was standing next to him, looked at the scenery on the ground and was slightly surprised:

"This is the fetishism of the variety show."

He interrupted Wuweishanren directly.

Zuo Chen didn't know much about this kind of strange tricks in the martial arts world. After listening to Cai Yi's talk, he became curious:
"What kind of means are they?"

"I've seen monkey performers use this technique when I was performing sideshows. Usually, they first take some special objects, then some corresponding raw materials, draw a circle on the spot, light a fire, throw the raw materials in, and then use the special materials to light the small object, and it will start moving."

Caiyi recalled, with a hint of uncertainty in her tone:
"I heard that it is from the same lineage as paper-drawn figurines, but one is about yang objects and the other is about yin objects."

"Hey! Master, is this how it is? So magical?" Wuhui exclaimed in amazement.

Wuweishanren: “…Yes, that’s right.”

After introducing this method, Caiyi was a little unsure:
"But this skill is often only used for street performances. At best, it can only be regarded as a showpiece. It is already the limit to be able to make a small wooden man or a paper donkey move. It is indeed a little difficult to use it to kill people."

"It's possible that the caster added something else, used some prescriptions that would only be used for black magic, and drew some evil people's horoscopes on it. In this case, ordinary objects would also become quite evil."

If you think about it carefully, this is very similar to Caiyi's life-saving pill evolving into a bean-casting soldier. The basic magic will become stronger by adding some simple things.

On the side, Wu Hui came close to Wu Wei Shan Ren and sighed with heartfelt emotion:

"Master, they are so amazing. More amazing than many people I've ever met."

"……really."

Although he said so, Wuwei still felt a little dissatisfied.

How profound can one's cultivation be at such a young age?
As if possessed by a ghost, he finally took out the talisman of the Round Light Technique from his arms, lit it, and then wiped the remaining ashes on his face.

This is called Xuanmu, which can open the door of Daxuan and observe the life and death of all things, sneaky ghosts, or it can be used as a tracking method. He is now using it reasonably, and is looking for the trace of the hat monster's departure.

Although he said he was looking for traces, Wuwei Shanren couldn't help but glance at Zuo Chen and Caiyi.

I first saw Caiyi and found that she was full of vitality and vigor. She was actually a half-step innate master! She was far superior to me!

I was shocked and understood why others always suppressed me in everything.

His ability is indeed better than mine, and by a lot more.

Curiosity arose again and he couldn't help but look at Zuo Chen.

The aura emanating from Zuo Chen seemed to compete with the sky!
His legs immediately went limp and he almost fell to the ground. The circular light magic attached to his eyes also dissipated. His eyes were stimulated and two lines of tears flowed from them.

Wu Hui beside him was extremely surprised: "Master? Why are you crying?"

Wuwei Shanren was speechless.

Zuo Chen felt something and walked closer to the hermit with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, seeing so many innocent lives die here, do you feel sad and heartbroken?"

“…That’s right.” Wuwei Shanren calmed down and looked at Zuo Chen with complicated eyes. His tone became respectful: “Brother Dao, what you said is absolutely right.”

He wiped the corners of his eyes with a small piece of cloth and asked Zuo Chen: "Brother Dao, what should we do next?"

"Let's wait until night. The sun is very hot now. The harmful prescription will lose 70% to 80% of its effectiveness under such a scorching sun. Someone who really knows how to cast a spell will not come out at this time." Zuo Chen accepted the title of Taoist Brother.

"Will they come here again?" Wuwei Shanren was puzzled: "What if they choose another place to cast the spell?" "I think they will most likely choose this place." Zuo Chen pointed to the trees neatly arranged in two rows: "This kind of environment is not easy to find."

Wuwei Shanren took a look and understood.

These six trees are also part of the altar. Without the trees, those thieves cannot use their magic.

If we really want to plant new trees, we don’t know how long it will take.

Since they couldn't walk too far, they simply found an open space nearby. Zuo Chen broke off a branch from a tree, drew a circle on the ground, and inserted the branch into the circle, allowing everyone to go in.

In this way, a hidden house is created. As long as they stay within this circle, no one, whether ghosts or living people, can see them.

The people of Wuwei Mountain were amazed.

After Zuo Chen showed his enlightenment, he no longer doubted whether the prescription was effective and urged his apprentice to go in together.

In the afternoon, Caiyi took out a whole roast chicken from the wooden basket, put a lotus leaf under it, and the four of them shared it.

Wuweishanren couldn't help but look at the basket on Caiyi's back. It didn't look big, and it was difficult to stuff clothes and a hat into it. So where did the roast chicken come from?

I'm afraid this small object has some great magical powers!
Seeing Zuo Chen taking out the good stuff, Wuwei Shanren simply took out his own wine gourds, one big and one small.

He hesitated for a long time and finally took the big gourd back, leaving only the small gourd.

"The big gourd contains the inferior wine that I bought from you. It is not suitable to go with the roast chicken. The small gourd contains the good wine. It is a tribute to our ancestor. It is just right for me to drink with you brothers."

Caiyi took two lotus leaves and used the oil to tear the roast chicken apart, while Wuwei Shanren took out a few small cups and poured three glasses of wine.

There is no wisdom.

The wine glasses were crossed, and Zuo Chen took a sip. It was indeed a good wine.

Caiyi still remembered what Zuo Chen had told her before about his master-disciple relationship, and asked in surprise, "Don't you guys prohibit sex?"

"It is forbidden in the Taoist temple, but not allowed outside." Wuwei Shanren explained: "If you don't eat meat when traveling, it will be boring. If you don't drink, you will easily get angry. The rules are dead and alive. The ancestors will not care about this."

This ancestor is quite easy to talk to.

They just sat here and continued to wait, until the sun went from the top of the tree to the bottom of the tree, and Zuo Chen and his friends finally waited for their target.

Three figures walked out of the forest and headed straight towards the six trees.

After seeing them, Zuo Chen knew that he had to squat and get the person out.

But when he saw who was coming, Zuo Chen's expression suddenly became strange.

I saw three people walking side by side. One was a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and had a beard, looking like an expert; one was bald, with kind eyes, and seemed to be a good person; and the other was a woman, charming and thinly dressed, the kind often seen in brothels.

This configuration... looks very familiar.

Isn’t this the team configuration I used when I went to Xuzhou?

Although the monks do not look like monks, the Taoists do not look like Taoists, and the women do not look like women, at least their identities and genders are correct. For those who do not understand the full picture, the labels are correct.

After looking around, I found that there were four Taoists, two girls and a monk in the forest, which was quite lively.

Seeing the thieves coming, Wuwei Shanren was already nervous. He took out a few talismans from his arms and held a fire stick, ready to fight at any time. Wuhui also held a small stick and huddled behind his master.

They soon discovered that the three people in front of them completely ignored the four of them, and just walked to the place where the paper was burned and started chatting:

"Who do you think the county will send next time?"

"Today during the day, several Taoist priests came to the county government office to announce the notice. I guess I want to fight with them."

"Wearing the clothes with a cow nose, do you really think you are a Taoist priest?"

"Shut up."

The Taoist priest and the woman were bickering with each other, and the monk just watched coldly, not trying to be a peacemaker. He walked to the middle of the six trees, opened his cassock, and took out a hat from his arms.

It was an ordinary straw hat, a little old, without any decorations, the kind that would be lost in a wheat field in a blink of an eye.

He placed the straw hat in the center of the drawn circle, took out a few more straws, and lit them with a tinder.

The monk was mumbling something, like he was chanting a sutra:
"Master Hat, Master Hat, you can fly, dance and have magical powers.

"Good headwear, good headwear, help me get the red jade ball!"

He bowed four times, bit his fingertips, and flicked at the straw hat.

As he moved, an evil wind blew among the six trees around him, and a cold green light lit up from the bottom to the top. The six trees were like the doorposts of three doors, and the altar was right in the middle of the three doors.

The straw hat swayed and floated up from the ground, as if there was an invisible drunk underneath.

"This is a trick used to trick monkeys. This man is not a monk!"

Caiyi concluded.

"How do we do this?" Wuwei Shanren simply asked Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Catch him alive."

"How many alive?"

"Try to keep them all alive so that the magistrate can try them."

Zuo Chen picked up a stone in the hidden house and threw it towards the monk.

"Give it to me!"

The stone disappeared in the air and when it reappeared, it was already behind the monk's head.

"Oh!"

With a crisp sound, a big bump appeared on the back of the monk's head at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He simply fell forward and fell into a sound sleep, as sound as a baby's.

Wuweishanren glanced at Zuo Chen twice.

Brother Dao is very skilled and has a high level of Daoism. I thought he would be more extraordinary. He would come out and talk to these monsters before taking action. But I didn't expect him to have such a personality.

That’s good, it’s safer.

When Zuo Chen threw the stone, the hidden house was directly broken. The remaining Taoist priests and women were also frightened by the sudden appearance of four people, and their faces changed color.

"What a filthy thing! How can you hide it!"

The fake Taoist cursed, thinking that Zuo Chen and his men were hiding behind a tree and attacking with stones. He was so angry that he pointed at his hat and shouted:

"Master Hat, Master Hat, come with me and take their heads!"

Just want that hat to kill everyone!
Let's continue to do it for a while
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(End of this chapter)