Chapter 13: Things Are Getting Turbulent

The picture made of mist was not clear. Wu Yi could hardly see the man whom Lin Yun called father. However, before coming to Shixian Villa, he had checked the villa thoroughly. The man who was talking to Lin Yun should be the owner of the villa, Lin He, and he even had his portrait in his hand.

The resources controlled by Wu Yi, who was backed by Yiqi Taoist Temple, were beyond the imagination of the Lin family. The only advantage of the Lin family was that they might get the information earlier than the Taoist temple, if the Taoist temple did not send people to investigate.

At this time, a conversation was taking place in a room in the northeast corner of Shixian Villa.

"Father, what did the master in the temple think? I clearly mentioned that the turbid air gushing out of Dahuai Town this time was far more than before. Why did he still send a kid who was still wet behind the ears? I heard that he just had a sense of air. How could he resist the evil air that took people's souls? Alas, the master is confused." Lin Yun paced back and forth in the room, sighing.

"Asshole, shut up. How can you comment on the master?" Lin He's words were harsh, but there was not much blame in them. It could be heard that Lin He was very dissatisfied with the Taoist temple sending Wu Yi, a newborn calf.

"Father, what should we do? Is it just a matter of moving?" Lin Yun asked Lin He anxiously.

Seeing Lin Yun's attitude, Lin He scolded: "Why are you so nervous? You have been in charge of the villa for such a long time, but you are still so impatient. How can people be convinced? The current plan is-"

"But the third brother is still in a coma! The previous Taoist disciples said that as long as the evil spirit is suppressed, the third brother will wake up." Lin He hesitated to speak, and did not care about being scolded again, Lin Yun spoke.

"Pah," Lin He slapped the armrest. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Wu Yi thought it must be extremely livid. "When did I say I didn't want the third brother? The new Wu Yi must have been caught up in the fight between the masters in the Taoist temple. Ignore him and lead him to the place tomorrow."

"For now, you write another letter to ask the master to send more disciples. If possible, pay a certain price to invite a professor and deacon from the temple. Again, send a letter to the eldest brother to inform him of this matter. He is now the Minister of Personnel. He is a man of integrity. Let him invite some people from the capital. Oh, and let him invite some medical experts to see if he can cure the third son. "

At this time, Lin He seemed to have returned to the glorious days when he was in charge of the national army. He was vigorous and resolute, and his words were the constitution of the country. However, Liu He thought of his muddle-headed third son and said calmly: "How is the purchase of land in the capital going? If it doesn't work, we can only give up the third son. The survival of the family comes first."

Lin Yun shouted: "Father." Like a cuckoo crying blood, the voice was sad.

"Why don't you do it?" Lin He stopped the cane in his hand and shouted.

Well, Wu Yi groaned and swallowed the blood in his mouth.

"It actually broke my magic." Wu Yi was full of disbelief. He heard that if you have been in a high position for a long time and have the support of the people, you can break the magic with one word. I didn't expect this to be true.

Thinking of the image of Lin He's mobilizing troops and horses and deciding the fate of the country with a single word, Wu Yi couldn't help but feel awe in his heart and dared not underestimate it.

After Lin He broke the spell, Wu Yi had roughly found out what he wanted to know, so he simply focused on regulating his breath and ignored external affairs.

Nothing happened overnight. On the second day, the golden rooster crowed and the golden crow rose.

Wu Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes. His eyes flashed with a gleam. The spell was broken yesterday and his breath was extremely disordered for a while. Finally, he adjusted his breath.

Wu Yi stood up and opened the door. The two strong men at the door were as strong as rafters, as immovable as a mountain, with firm eyes and eyes that did not look sideways. Wu Yi nodded secretly. It was worthy of being trained since childhood. It was a symbol of status.

When the strong man saw Wu Yi, he bowed and saluted: "Good morning, Taoist priest."

Wu Yi nodded in return and walked out of the courtyard. The strong man followed five steps behind him, no more, no less.

Two servants in green clothes stood at the gate of the courtyard. When they saw Wu Yi, they hurriedly said, "Master Wu, the second master asked you to go to the hall to discuss important matters."

The servant made a gesture of invitation with his hand. Wu Yi nodded to show that he understood. The servant smiled happily and slightly surpassed Wu Yi by half a step, which could lead the way without causing too much usurpation.

Although Wu Yi's memory was enough to find the way by himself, the problem was not whether Wu Yi could find the way, but whether the host was willing for you to walk around in his house. So Wu Yi followed the advice and enjoyed the scenery while walking.

On the way, he passed a lake. The green waves of the lake were shining in the morning sunshine, like countless golden scales dancing. The lake water was clear and the bottom was clear, and pebbles the size of goose eggs were scattered casually.

Many lotus flowers were planted in the lake, some were red like fire, some were white like jade, and some were green like jade. The small ones were as big as bowl covers, and the large ones were like wheels. They bloomed in the summer, light and pure, and could be viewed from a distance but not played with.

A lake of lotus, the morning breeze blows, the lotus petals tremble, the jade color and the golden light intertwine, blending into fascinating colors.

The servant is also a clever master. Seeing Wu Yi's eyes looking at it with strange colors, he carefully explained to Wu Yi the origins of these famous flowers and plants. Wu Yi nodded frequently. During the conversation, they arrived at the hall, and at this time Lin Yun was looking at the longevity picture in the center with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the movement, Lin Yun turned around and saw that it was Wu Yi who came. He stepped forward and said, "Master Wu." It was hard to imagine that he was still full of doubts about Wu Yi when he talked with his father Lin He yesterday. But Lin Yun has been in charge of Shixian Villa for a long time, and this skill of being versatile has long been pure.

Wu Yi also seemed to know nothing last night, and talked with Lin Yun with a smile. It was hard to tell who was more scheming, as they were all from the fox family.

"Master Wu, you must be hungry this morning. I don't know what you like, so I made some of each." Lin Yun clapped her hands, and a row of maids in gorgeous clothes came forward one by one, carrying all kinds of porridge, including shrimp porridge, lily and coix seed porridge, mixed vegetable and lean meat porridge, chicken and vegetable porridge, millet and red date porridge, mushroom and chicken porridge, lean meat and vegetable porridge, wolfberry, spinach and pork liver porridge, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, chestnut and red date porridge, etc.

After all, it is not a staple food, and it is much lighter than last night, but every bowl of porridge here is carefully prepared, and it is boiled for most of the night with a gentle fire, and it is extremely sticky. Even if you don't eat it, it is a kind of enjoyment to watch it.

Wu Yi ordered a lily and coix seed porridge, which has the effects of strengthening the spleen and removing dampness, moistening the lungs and stopping diarrhea, and strengthening the skin and beautifying. Although it has few effects for him, it is always okay to eat a full stomach.

After breakfast, the maid came and left quietly like the breeze, without taking a cloud or leaving a footprint.

Lin Yun rinsed her mouth, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said: "I wonder when Taoist Wu will go to exorcise the evil spirit?"

Wu Yi knew that the real show was coming, so he said: "It is better to do it today than to choose a day. It is our responsibility to save the people from the water and fire. Why not do it today."

Lin Yun stood up and shouted: "Good! Taoist is broad-minded. Although my village is small, I am willing to send thirty people to help Taoist."

The two looked at each other, both raised their heads and laughed, but the meaning of the laughter was different.

"No need to see you off." Wu Yi said to Lin Yun who came to see him off that he had seen him off for more than five miles, half of the journey.

In the crowd of people seeing him off, in addition to Lin Yun, there were many refugees who came spontaneously, which made Wu Yi feel heavy in his heart. Wu Yi was not worried about dealing with an old fox like Lin Yun, but he was afraid of dealing with these simple villagers, because he couldn't bear to deceive them. He could have left when he saw that things were impossible, but he might be stuck there.

Hardening his heart, Wu Yi secretly swore that even if he couldn't solve the matter and return to the Taoist temple, he decided to invite the master to come here to solve it. Being freed from the psychological burden, Wu Yi continued to move forward with a heart of transcendence.

Less than three miles ahead, the sky was a little wrong. When they were less than two miles away from Dahuai Town, the fat and strong guards sent by Shixian Villa all put on their coats and cotton-padded jackets. They were frequent visitors here and were often sent here to inquire about the news. They knew the news here very well.

"Master, don't go forward any further. There are evil spirits ahead. It's better to find out first."

Wu Yi had no objection and asked them to use local materials to build a camp as a temporary residence.

Wu Yi got off the carriage. These four horses were just fed with more refined food on weekdays, but they were still ordinary horses, and there was still a distance from the heavenly horses. Therefore, Wu Yi did not plan to continue riding them. It was a good choice to leave them in a temporary residence.

He continued to move forward with the five strong men. He could see some scattered residences, which showed that he had reached the edge of Dahuai Town.

What surprised Wu Yi was that there was still the breath of living people here. Even the burly men had to put on clothes two miles away. Who was it that appeared here at this time? Aren't they afraid of being contaminated by the turbid air?

He winked at the strong men behind him, and the strong men nodded. The three of them took a big step over Wu Yi and kicked the door open. Their figures were like lightning. The other two people supported the formation to prevent accidents. They had been training together since childhood and cooperated tacitly. Some simple formations such as the Three Talents, Four Symbols, and Five Elements were instantly formed.

The strong men Wu Yi brought this time were all strong. If the cultivators were approached by them, they would be captured and killed in one round.

But he was still far inferior to the strongmen who accompanied the professors and deacons. If we had to rank them, he was roughly equivalent to the beginning of Qi sense, the same as Wu Yi, but his status was far different from Wu Yi. Even so, he was not comparable to ordinary servants, after all, he had one foot in the door of supernatural power.

Wu Yi stared at the strongmen who entered the door, and quietly raised a spell of Qi blade technique in his hand, ready to release it at any time.

In the few days that Li Gu fought for him, in addition to the audio-visual technique mentioned earlier to check the news, Wu Yi also learned a Qi blade technique for self-defense. Finally, he tried to practice the follow-up content of "Small Zhoutian Moving Technique", the three chapters of gathering Qi, absorbing Qi and condensing Qi, in a row. The speed was extremely slow, as Wu Yi took a whole night to recover to normal, but at least he could replenish himself when the true Qi was exhausted.

After a fight in the house, there was a voice begging for mercy. Not long after, a strongman came out carrying a thin middle-aged man.

The man had thin and shallow eyebrows, a mole under his mouth, a pale face, and a brocade long gown wrapped around his body, which could not cover the rags and rags that were close to his body.

Wu Yi had a guess in his mind, but he kept silent.

The middle-aged man threw his head to the ground as soon as he came out, crying heartbreakingly. He wanted to run over to hug Wu Yi's legs and wipe his nose, but the strong man in front of Wu Yi stomped his feet on the ground, scaring him to retreat hurriedly, still crying and making a fuss, which made people feel disgusted for no reason.

"Master, I am a resident of Dahuai Town, and I came back to get something." The man wailed with tears and snot, and his dirty hands wiped his face in all kinds of colors.

"Don't tell the truth, thief." The strong man grabbed his collar with one hand and said viciously. Not to mention Wu Yi, even the strong men could see his origin.

The middle-aged man looked at Wu Yi with a begging look on his face, but when he saw Wu Yi's indifference and the strongman's sandbag-sized fist waving at him, he screamed in fear, and his feces and urine flowed all over the place. He hurriedly said: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, ah."

The strongman threw him out like throwing away garbage, looked at his masterpiece with disgust and disdain, snorted, and turned back.

After the middle-aged man landed, he told his origins and purposes clearly like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

It turned out that he was a idle and dissolute young man in Dahuai Town. When everyone fled, he wanted to steal the items that everyone didn't have time to take away, but he was discovered on the spot by Wu Yi.

Wu Yi asked him to return the stolen items to the original owner and let him go. Although he knew it might be useless, Wu Yi had no time to deal with these trivial matters at this time.

The void was covered with dark clouds, and a cold air made people feel cold all over. The middle-aged man came here to make a living and was also a man with great perseverance. Wu Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Despite his feelings, Wu Yi still felt a little thorny about how to solve the problem of Dahuai Town.

After all, Yiqi Taoist Temple sent people several times, most of whom believed that the source of the Yin Qi here was the Yin Qi of ghosts, which is usually called ghost Qi. Several disciples also killed several ghosts, but they could not eliminate the Yin Qi.

There were also many speculations about why the Yin Qi could not be completely eliminated, but none of them were confirmed.

The ghost faces that appeared and disappeared in the sky were hideous and terrifying, changing their shapes from time to time. From time to time, the ghost language murmured in my ears, which seemed to teach people to seek extreme desires and was full of the idea of ​​killing and swallowing.

Without seeing a result, Wu Yi had no idea of ​​solving this matter in a short time. Thinking of the conversation between Lin Yun and his son yesterday, Wu Yi thought, let's make the water here more complicated.