The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 81: Paper Man Leads the Way, Identifies Objects and Finds Their Trace

Lang Jiuchuan did not give a detailed explanation to Xue Shiyong and the others. He only stated his own request, that her longevity tablet be placed in the academy for worship, and that incense be burned and offered day and night. If he himself was unable to burn incense, he would let his students do it on his behalf, and they had to be devout.

After Xue Shiyong and the others heard this, their expressions were truly colorful.

As long as this person is not dead, anything can happen to him.

A little girl who has not yet reached the age of marriage wants someone to carve a longevity tablet for her to worship. What is this? Will this make her live a hundred years?
"May I ask why you want this longevity token? My little girl would prefer gold, silver, jewelry, silks and satins, or marrying a man of her dreams. I can agree to all of these," said Xue Shiyong.

He didn't even dare to think about what would happen if he really did as she said and offered a longevity tablet in the academy. People would probably say that he had suffered a great shock and had gone crazy.

Otherwise, a person who keeps silent about supernatural powers and always keeps the seven-word mantra on his lips suddenly worships an immortality tablet, and his temperament changes so drastically, what else can he be but crazy?

Lang Jiuchuan said: "Master Xue, gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin can only show their beauty when worn by a living person. If it is a dead person, no matter how much gold, silver and jewelry you give, can you make the corpse gilded? If that's the case, you are not afraid, but I am afraid of being robbed by tomb robbers!"

Xue Shiyong: “!”

"Look at me, I have a short-lived look. It's even a question how long I can live. Gold, silver and jewelry are good, but what I need more is to stay alive first!" Lang Jiuchuan stretched out his hands. Those hands were thin, pale and bloodless.

Both of them restrained their expressions. This child was indeed a little weak.

"The academy is the most righteous place with the most prosperous Wenchang Qi. With you offering sacrifices and praying for me, I can at least get some of Wenchang Qi. It is a great merit for me."

Xue Shiyong was a little surprised: "This works?"

"For me, yes." Very helpful.

Xue Shiyong thought about it and said, "I agree to this condition."

Lang Jiuchuan smiled and said, "Please Master Xue, give me a strand of hair and my birth date."

Xue Shiyong did not hesitate. He pulled out a strand of his hair and handed it over, then wrote down his own birth date and handed it over.

Lang Jiuchuan had a purse hanging around her waist. She took out a porcelain bottle from it, poured out some cinnabar, took out a piece of yellow paper, and drew a talisman at the desk.

Xue Shiyong and Zhao Kun were watching from the side. When Lang Jiuchuan sat at the table, he flipped his hand and a pen appeared out of thin air in his palm. The two of them wiped their eyes in surprise.

I'm not seeing things, am I? Where did that pen come from?

Jiang Che snorted triumphantly, "Are you blinded by our Xiu'er's brilliance?"

Lang Jiuchuan first drew a talisman to track the whereabouts, then drew a little man on yellow paper, wrote down his birth date, and glued the hair to the little man's head.

Xue Shiyong looked at it and felt a little uneasy.

Then, Lang Jiuchuan clasped his hands together, cast a spell on the little man, and then touched the spirit platform of the little man's head with the tip of his pen.

The Judge's Pen can calm the soul or capture the soul.

Xue Shiyong suddenly felt a little dizzy. Before he could figure out where the dizziness came from, he heard Zhao Kun, who was standing next to him, take a breath.

But the little man who was originally lying flat on the table seemed to be given life. He actually supported the table with both hands and then stood up.

hiss.

Xue Shiyong's face changed slightly, his back felt cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Lang Jiuchuan tapped the foot of the little man with the tip of his pen and said, "Trace the traces of things, Master Xue, go find the things that have your birth date and personal belongings engraved on them."

The little man staggered, nodded his head, and then jumped lightly off the table.

Xue Shiyong and Zhao Kun were stunned: "!"

Long insight!

The paper man can understand human language and can walk. "I have given it some spirit. The paper man has some of your spiritual awareness. It will lead us to find things that are common with it. Let's go, follow it." Lang Jiuchuan took the lead to catch up with the paper man.

Xue Shiyong's legs froze in place, feeling numb.

Zhao Kun could only hold his hand and half pull and half drag him to follow.

The paper man led the way in front, and Lang Jiuchuan followed slowly, not afraid at all that the paper man would disappear. Seeing this, Xue Shiyong and the others were anxious, but they could only follow calmly.

But as the paper man led the way, Xue Shiyong frowned and looked at Zhao Kun.

This is the direction to his study.

Sure enough, several people stood in front of his study door, and saw the little paper man crawling in through the crack in the door.

Xue Shiyong hurried forward and opened the door. He looked around and soon found the paper man.

It was clinging to the leg of a chair and climbing up with a grunt. The scene was quite amusing, but Xue Shiyong felt very disappointed.

Lang Jiuchuan had already told it to find something that it had in common with, and now it had already touched it, proving that that thing really existed.

The paper figure climbed over the armrest of the chair and then onto the table, where the four treasures of the study were placed, and it was lying on a Tianhuang stone seal.

Xue Shiyong's face darkened.

Is it this Tianhuang stone seal?

He stared at the seal, his lips pressed into a straight line.

Lang Jiuchuan had already discovered the evil spirit on the seal. He walked over, took the paper man away, drew out the spirit inside it with a pen, and then touched it on Xue Shiyong's forehead again.

Xue Shiyong was startled, and suddenly his mind became clearer. He asked, "Is it this?"

Lang Jiuchuan picked up the seal, and a cold and evil aura came from it, trying to climb into her body.

Lang Jiuchuan's mind moved, and he suppressed the coldness with pure inner strength, and looked at the seal carefully.

One ounce of Tian Huang is worth one ounce of gold. This seal is no bigger than a child's fist. The top is carved into an exquisite Wenchang tower. It is pure throughout and feels warm to the touch. It is a rare good stone without any impurities, provided that it has not been processed.

It has been placed in a Yin Sha place to be nourished. The stone itself is Yin, and after being nourished in the Yin Sha place, it becomes an extremely Yin thing. If you play with it for a long time, the Yin Sha on the yellow stone will invade the lungs and make people sick and unlucky.

"...The stone is originally good, and the carving is also good, what a pity." Lang Jiuchuan played with it for a while, then turned it over to reveal the bottom, on which was written Xue Shiyong's elegant name.

Xue Shiyong.

It not only contains others' respectful title for Xue Shiyong, but also his name, which is very clever.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the words, brushed his fingertips across the words, and suddenly broke them with force.

The seal that originally seemed to be tight and seamless was actually broken by her at the bottom and the connection with the Wenchang Tower, revealing the true appearance and items at the bottom.

It was actually hollow, and inside were two small yellow talismans tied with red strings, and a horrifying black eyeball that smelled terrible.

Zhao Kun grabbed Xue Shiyong's arm and said, "Old Xue, you don't play with this thing every day, do you?"

Isn't this just playing with a dead eye every day?

Xue Shiyong's face turned red, then blue, then blue and then white, his lips trembled, his chest ached, and his throat itched.

puff!
A mouthful of blood sprayed on Zhao Kun.

(End of this chapter)