Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll

Chapter 6 Dilemma
Li Wuxiang retracted his arm, and the stone door was immediately slammed shut by the air waves outside. The sound echoed in the empty room several times before gradually disappearing.

But the roar in his head continued -

Is what Zhao Kui said true?!

It's really a sea of ​​fire outside!!

He rushed back to the front room, picked up an empty sack, returned to the door again, exerted force with his arms to push the stone door open a crack for the second time, and threw the sack out.

After falling about ten feet away, a faint light suddenly appeared on the sack, as if it had passed through an invisible wall, and then it was suddenly picked up by the air flow, and instantly burst into flames and turned into ashes.

He retracted his hand, took a few steps back, sat down on the wooden couch and sighed.

Zhao Xi looked at him timidly: "Do you believe it now?"

I don't want to believe it at all, but I have to accept the reality and think about the future - for example, sitting on the wooden couch like now and sighing.

Li Wuxiang wanted to use this action to conceal his shock and at the same time give himself some time to think quickly.

Because, maybe Zhao Xi hasn't realized it yet, but she will realize it sooner or later - the two of them are about to be involved in a brutal fight to the death.

She was still acting a little scared of herself. I don't know how Zhao Kui described the "external evil" to her, but this "fear" was not enough. She was also afraid of Zhao Kui before, but after finding the opportunity to kill him, she took the risk without hesitation. She might not be a person who knows a lot, but because of this, she seems to have the temperament and instincts of a beast...

"You asked me to spit on him. So he taught you some skills?" Li Wuxiang turned to look at Zhao Xi, "Tell me about it."

Zhao Xi spoke immediately, with a hint of flattery: "He taught me how to eat less, so I only need to eat a little for one or two days. Zhao Kui said this is called Bigu, but he said that my heat is not enough. I only learned how to strengthen my body, and I still need to draw and replenish... that is, I still need to eat something..."

Li Wuxiang stood up and walked slowly to the counter while listening. There were four drawers on the counter, and he opened them all and checked them. Two of them were empty, and one of them contained some porcelain bottles, which had many scratches and looked like they had been used for a long time, but were basically empty. Another drawer was piled with various minerals - there were also some pigments on the table, and Li Wuxiang guessed that these were also used to mix pigments.

As for the purpose, Zhao Xi was just talking about this - Zhao Kui was a Qi-refining practitioner who was about to form a pill, but he was neither a disciple of the orthodox sect nor a master, so he only knew some inferior magic, and paper puppetry was one of them. He made a paper man out of thick bamboo paper, and then carefully painted it with paint, and applied magic to it, and it became the thing he had killed below.

This kind of paper figure seems to have endless uses, but it is essentially a ghost. It is most afraid of saliva from the mouth. If it is touched by saliva, the spell will be immediately broken.

But Zhao Kui had not yet taught this method to Zhao Xi, which made Li Wuxiang feel a little relieved.

He had no intention of harming anyone at this moment, but he knew that if the fire outside did not stop and Zhao Xi gradually discovered that she was not the "external evil" that she and Zhao Kui feared, then she would almost certainly take action.

She had a terrible scar on her chest before, but after taking the elixir for only two quarters of an hour, she was able to hold her chest and speak calmly. She said that this was because Zhao Kui taught her some Qi training skills, which allowed her to strengthen her body and waste less food. From this point of view, the extent of her learning was far more than just "strengthening the body", but she herself was not clear yet.

His body had not seen the sun for a long time and had starved to death not long ago. If he really fought with Zhao Xi who had recovered, he would definitely not be his opponent. So he had to find a way to protect himself while Zhao Xi was still afraid of him. If Zhao Kui, a Qi-refining master who had formed a pill, was really as powerful as he said, then there might be something here...

——"Taoist books" or something like that. This word suddenly popped up in his memory again.

He pushed aside the ores and actually felt something under a layer of stone powder of different colors.

It was a thin booklet bound with thread and wrapped in a piece of linen. Li Wuxiang removed the linen and saw three characters written on the booklet: "Guang Chanzi". He flipped through the booklet and confirmed that it was a Taoist book. The text inside was difficult and obscure. At first glance, one would think it was just some moral articles, philosophical discussions, etc., but after a closer look, he felt that it seemed to have a deeper meaning.

It was the first time he saw this kind of thing after being resurrected from the dead, but his chaotic memory told him what the book was called and what was mysterious about it - this kind of Taoist book records the methods of practicing Qigong. In order to prevent their secrets from being easily discovered by others, the authors often used coded words when writing, which was similar to a code. It should be called... yes, it's called Dao Jue.

Only by knowing the "Dao Jue" can one understand the various human relationships and retribution mentioned in the book, which may refer to the principles of blood circulation, essence and deficiency. Otherwise, even if a person gets a supreme classic, it is extremely difficult to comprehend it. Li Wuxiang shook the booklet towards Zhao Xi: "Has he read the contents to you?"

Zhao Xi was talking about how Zhao Kui taught her how to use charcoal to make fire in the alchemy furnace, and she was very interested. When she saw the "Guang Chanzi" in his hand, she immediately widened her eyes and said, "Don't touch this! This thing will suck human blood. If you touch it a few times, you will get sick!"

"Did he say that to you?"

Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment and frowned: "...He lied to me?"

Really smart. Li Wuxiang felt a little sorry for her cleverness. He nodded: "He lied to you. Come, tell me in detail what you said before, the principles of Qigong and Bigu that he taught you."

"Ah..." Zhao Xi hesitated for a while and said in a low voice, "Actually, I don't remember it very clearly."

She had gradually begun to realize that she was not as ignorant as she appeared. Li Wuxiang smiled and threw the booklet to her: "This should record Zhao Kui's Qi Refining Technique. Zhao Kui taught you some skills and taught you to practice fasting, but you haven't learned it yet, right?"

"So now I want to eat, and you want to eat too. Sooner or later, everything in here will be eaten up. When that day comes, we may not be able to talk to each other in such a friendly manner." Li Wuxiang weighed the short knife in his hand, "I am an external evil."

Zhao Xi swallowed his saliva: "He said that an external evil like you is not that scary now..."

Li Wuxiang sat on the chair beside the counter, pretending to be interested, and narrowed his eyes: "Oh? What did he say?"

"He said... an external evil like you is not very scary at first, and is no different from an ordinary person. The person possessed may still get help during their practice, but over time, you will absorb the practitioner's blood and spirit, and drive the practitioner crazy..." She said while observing Li Wuxiang's expression, "Then he will become a demon and kill anyone he sees. So you must not let the external evil absorb the practitioner's spirit..."

Li Wuxiang smiled at her and said, "Listen, you said 'after a while' - but we can't eat our food now 'after a while'. Besides, what he said was also a lie. I am an external evil, I only harm cultivators like Zhao Kui who are lacking in virtue. You helped me find a way to deal with him, and you helped me kill him, how could I harm you?"

Zhao Xi hesitated, so Li Wuxiang added: "If he really wanted to harm you, why did he feed you the elixir before? Tell me how he taught you - you can't read, right? When I learn it, I will continue to teach you, and we can live here as long as we want."

Zhao Xi wrung his hands and said, "Then you must keep your word...you must keep this for me."

"Outer evil never lies."

So she told Li Wuxiang everything Zhao Kui had taught her before, how to think about something, how to sense the throbbing in the body, and how and when to adjust her breathing. She didn't say much, just a dozen sentences, while she held up the booklet and showed him the first page.

Li Wuxiang was stunned as he listened.

It's not that I didn't understand what she said, but I understood it quite easily - while listening to what she said, I compared the words in the Taoist book and gradually found the corresponding parts. Logically speaking, Zhao Xi said too little, and he shouldn't be able to comprehend the book with just this.

But his situation was as if he had read this book a long time ago, or at least a similar book. When he read it again many years later, he couldn't find a clue for a while. But once Zhao Xi reminded him, it was as if he had found a thread, and he understood most of it in one go.

In this way, he was not confused about the Taoist books, but he was a little confused about himself. When he was down there, he was quite sure that he was a time traveler, because at that time he had no impression of the world he was in. But now that he was gradually exposed to more things, he found that he seemed to be quite familiar with many things in this world... At least he was familiar with them in the past.

...Who am I? Am I really an alien?

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