I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 22 Opening the Blind Box
Squeezing out of the mountain wall, the forest at noon was still as dark as dusk, and the dense and opaque treetops were like a giant green umbrella, covering the sky.

A few rays of sunlight pass through the gaps between the leaves, sprinkling mottled light on the fallen leaves, adding a bit of mystery to the deep mountain forest.

Lu Wujiu strolled in there, somewhat absent-minded.

Lao Lu Mountain is much more complicated than he imagined. There are many monsters and spirits in the mountain, but these monsters are essentially stronger beasts, so they mostly live away from humans.

However, despite its long lifespan, it still gave birth to some remarkable monsters and evil spirits.

As the saying goes, one leaf can tell the coming of autumn!
If Lao Lushan is like this, what will the world be like?
Lu Wujiu couldn't imagine it. One should keep a low profile in life!

After returning to Lao Lu Temple, he first went to the backyard, walked around the tomb, and then walked in front of Liu Qingtan. Then he returned to the monastery and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

At dusk, as soon as his magic power was restored, he couldn't wait to check the remains of the monster.

When this thing is held in the palm of your hand, it looks like a faint shadow, as light and thin as if it doesn't exist, invisible and intangible. After it falls to the ground, it is almost impossible to pick it up with ordinary means.

If Lu Wujiu had not opened the Dharma Realm to invade reality, it would have been difficult to pick it up.

However, once injected with magic power, it is like a phantom limb that can be draped over the shadow and used as if it were an arm.

Lu Wujiu sat cross-legged, watching the shadow beneath him gradually stretch and deform under his control, and then tried to lift a heavy object.

Unexpectedly, the shadow had no strength at all and could not even lift a piece of paper.

This made him frown.

When he first got this thing, he injected magic power into it and immediately developed phantom limbs. He thought he had obtained an incredible treasure, but he didn't expect it to be so useless?
However, by focusing his mind on it, he was able to hear subtle noises outside the house through the relic, which made his expression slightly more relaxed.

It suddenly occurred to him that none of the villagers he saw in the valley had any shadow.

After the old Taoist priest Li You was told the secret by him, he died immediately, but the shadow reappeared.

This gave him some guesses.

He simply let his spirit leave his body and put on the remains of the monster. Suddenly, an indescribable mysterious feeling surged into his heart.

He seemed to see another world.

A flat world with only front, back, left and right, but no up or down.

——He suddenly turned into a shadow.

This feeling was very strange. After experiencing it deeply, he vaguely realized the situation of the Ghost King Ying.

Wang Ying seems to be everywhere and very mysterious, but as a shadow himself, it is difficult for him to interfere with reality.

He didn't know how Wang Ying controlled the corpse?
But this should be his most powerful and simplest trick. Once it is cracked, he will fall into an extremely embarrassing passive situation.

"It's his bad luck to have run into me! However, even though we seem to have reconciled now, there's no guarantee he won't hold a grudge. We still have to be on guard against everything!"

Lu Wujiu thought for a moment, then his spirit returned to his body. He left the chapel and went to the old Taoist's study to look up information about monsters, especially how to kill them.

The old Taoist priest had a large collection of books, but unfortunately most of them were about talismans and amulets. Lu Wujiu searched until dark but still couldn't find anything.

Liu Qingtan came over to call him to eat, and seeing that he was immersed in it, he simply helped to look for it.

There is strength in numbers.

At midnight, Lu Wujiu finally found some records in a book called "Record of Hundred Demons".

——魍魉, a slightly dark creature outside the shadow, likes to eat the brains of dead people.

Apart from this, there is no other record, and there is no method to kill it.

There are only a few sentences about the demons that Wang Ying wants to ascend the stairs.

——Chimei, born from the strange air in the mountains and forests, likes to mislead people, also known as malaria child.

The records of the two monsters made Lu Wujiu frown.

He didn't know whether the author was ignorant or just cherishing his own things, but this kind of record of what was said and what was not said obviously could not satisfy his needs.

"Ugh!"

He sighed, somewhat missing the information explosion of his previous life.

Seeing this, Liu Qingtan asked curiously:
"Why are you sighing, sir?"

"Are there any libraries or similar places around here?" "There are some bookstores in the nearby county town, but they mostly sell books by sages. If you want books on spirits and monsters, I'm afraid they won't be as good as the collection at our Lao Lu Temple."

"Then where are the books?"

"I'm afraid we'll have to go to other Taoist temples. But they might not be willing to lend it to us to read."

"Can't you just give me money?"

Liu Qingtan shook his head: "Skills should not be passed on to outsiders, and the bottom of the sea should not be revealed. These are the foundation of Taoist temples and the capital for making money. How could they be allowed to be rummaged through by others?"

Lu Wujiu suddenly realized that it was indeed because he was too proud of what he had.

The "Record of a Hundred Demons" that he could read now might have been circulated because its records were not complete.

"Mr. Lu, is this matter important?"

"It's okay, just a little confused."

Lu Wujiu waved his hand, said no more, lowered his head and continued reading by candlelight at night.

At midnight, he looked up and said, "Qingtan, the tenant has come to deliver the rent money. Go and greet him."

"Rent money? There's no real estate store in the temple?"

Liu Qingtan, who was flipping through a book, was stunned when he heard this. Then he realized it might be the rent for the gentleman, and said quickly, "I'll go right away!"

Having said that, he quickly got up and left.

Late at night, the Taoist temple was silent. A few leafless elm trees rustled in the cold wind, making their shadows dance.

As Liu Qingtan just reached the entrance of the temple, there was a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw two strong men carrying a large wooden box standing in front of the door under the bright moonlight. A kind-looking old man approached and bowed, saying, "Excuse me, fairy boy, is Mr. Lu here?"

Liu Qingtan said quickly:
"Yes, yes, please!"

"excuse me!"

The old man bowed, then called on the strong men to carry the box into the Taoist temple and stopped in front of the chariot room.

"Fellow Daoist, you have indeed kept your promise. If you don't give up, why not come in and have a cup of tea?"

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. It's late tonight, so I won't disturb you."

"Well, when we have time someday, we can have a drink together."

"I'll be ready to wait for you at any time!"

The old man was polite and left with a bow.

After seeing the guests off and closing the gate, Liu Qingtan hurried back to the temple. Seeing the wooden box still parked in the courtyard, he couldn't help but shout, "Sir, the guests have left. What's in the box?"

Lu Wujiu continued to flip through the book: "Just open it and take a look, and you'll know."

"Is this appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about this? Go ahead?"

"okay!"

Liu Qingtan rubbed his hands together, walked to the wooden box, untied the rope, unlocked the buckle, and gently lifted the lid. His pupils suddenly dilated when he saw what he saw.

With a clang, he slammed the lid shut and rushed into the room, excitedly saying, "Sir, sir, the boxes are full of century-old medicinal herbs."

Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "There should be something else underneath."

"what?"

Liu Qingtan rushed back in a hurry.

Not long after, all kinds of exclamations were heard in the courtyard, just like children opening blind boxes.

Lu Wujiu listened to the exclamations outside the yard, smiled and shook his head, and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

(End of this chapter)