I have a book of salvation

At night.

Wanjialing closed mausoleum.

Yu Chen was in the house, cooking vegetables and rice, eating big fish and meat happily.

Qing Huan is here.

He came here after dinner, which was in sharp contrast to a certain shameless corpse mover.

But Yu Chen almost didn't recognize Qing Huan when he came.

After only two or three days of walking, the girl's temperament has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

Wearing new clothes, her hair is neatly combed, her face is no longer dirty, and her delicate eyebrows are revealed. Wearing a Confucian robe, she outlines her graceful figure, like a flower that has not yet bloomed.

He is completely different from the dirty handyman from a few days ago.

But the appearance has changed, but the heart has not changed.

When going up the mountain, Qing Huan carried a bunch of large and small bags of food, food, and some things to nourish qi and blood.

The little girl was so tired that she was panting heavily.

When Yu Chen opened it, he could see that these things were valuable and asked her where the money came from.

Qing Huan said with a smile that it was the monthly payment given by the academy after he entered Hede Academy and was accepted as a disciple by a respected old man.

She said that she had food and lodging in the academy and had nothing to do with money, so she bought things and brought them to Yu Chen.

Yu Chen couldn't push it away, so he accepted it.

Ask her how she is doing at the academy.

The little girl stood there and said happily that after the old man named Zhao Rusong brought her to the academy, some teachers asked her to read poems.

She didn't understand, so she did it.

But after reading it, the teachers all looked at me differently, and they all said they wanted to take me on as their apprentice.

She just watched blankly as they argued, turned into quarrels, turned into angry curses, and finally a few grumpy teachers moved their hands, pulled their beards and hair, and spit.

Later, another old man came, and the teachers stopped and called the old man uncle.

The old man scolded all the old men, then took Qing Huan away and accepted her as his disciple.

For the next two or three days, she stayed in the academy, reading and writing. She didn't have to work, go hungry, or worry about the cold weather.

"That's good."

Yu Chen breathed a sigh of relief after listening to her experience.

There is also some understanding in my heart.

——Not to mention whether Wen Sheng Tuo's dream is true or not, this girl's Wen Qu spiritual root alone is probably enough to make the old scholars in the academy fight over her.

And they asked Qing Huan to read poems, probably to determine the spiritual root of this piece of literature.

Yu Chen asked Qing Huan again the name of her current teacher. Qing Huan only said that his name was Zhao Weixian, and the rest was not clear.

After staying for a while, Qing Huan looked at the sky, and then he was ready to reluctantly leave, and said he would come up to see Yu Chen in two days.

Yu Chen thought that he had to go down the mountain too, so he simply went with her and sent the little girl to the gate of Hede Academy before turning back to Fuze City.

——The son of the ghost in the daytime, that is, the Zhu Xiaobao family who was fooled by the so-called Spirit Ascension Society, lived on Baoyin Street in Fuze City.

Although Zhu Xiaobao refused to say who was in the so-called Spirit Ascension Society and who started it.

But Lao Zhu still knew from a few words that this spiritual ascension meeting was extremely secretive. It was only held at night every time, and the location was not fixed at all. One shot would change the place.

These memories were naturally seen by Yu Chen from the revolving door.

So he knew that if he wanted to find the Ascended Spirit Society, he would have to rely on Zhu Xiaobao.

Late at night, Zhu Mansion.

After putting incense on his father's memorial tablet, Zhu Xiaobao returned to the house, changed his clothes, put on a rabbit-shaped wooden mask, and prepared to go out.

But suddenly, he saw a shadow behind himself in the mirror.

I was immediately shocked!

Just about to call someone!

Then a crisp ringing sound was heard.

Jingle Bell--

Under the ringing of the bell, Zhu Xiaobao's eyes gradually became dull and lost their energy.

Needless to say, it is naturally the power of the soul swinging bell.

These days, in addition to eating, drinking, sleeping, and practicing cultivation, Yu Chen is still studying the treasures he obtained before.

And this Soul-Dang Bell is the same.

Under Wen Sheng's venomous eyes, Yu Chen discovered that the soul-swaying bell was more than just a random swing.

It is also a musical instrument.

He shamelessly asked Literary Saint for some musical techniques, including a small method with hypnotic effect.

Of course, Literary Saint also said that this hypnotic melody is more effective for people with weaker wills.

Once "thoughts" are formed, it is easy to break the effect of hypnosis.

Like chicken ribs, they are tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

But it is completely enough to handle Zhu Xiaobao.

As soon as the bell rang, Zhu Xiaobao seemed to be stunned.

When Yu Chen showed up, he didn't say much and just asked what was going on with the Society of Creatures.

Zhu Xiaobao, who was under hypnosis, had nothing to hide and came out one by one.

Let's talk about this Soul Ascension Society, which is extremely secretive. Only members can be recommended and introduced, and only after passing many tests can you join it.

Zhu Xiaobao was the one who was lucky enough to pass the assessment and was called the "Son of Destiny" by the Taoist Master of the Life Society.

Speaking of this, even though he was hypnotized, Zhu Xiaobao looked cheerful.

After hearing this, Yu Chen complained in his heart.

——I'm afraid this is not an assessment, but a screening, screening out those who are stupid and have a lot of money...

Back to business.

After joining the association, the gatherings of the Ascension Society are also extremely mysterious.

When gathering, all members must wear masks and cannot reveal their true identities in private.

So Zhu Xiaobao didn't know who the other big grievances were.

In addition, there were some miscellaneous news, all of which came from Zhu Xiaobao's mouth.

For example, the "Taoist" who leads the Society of Creatures can draw talismans with his bare hands, make fire out of thin air, and swallow swords and swords. His miraculous powers are endless.

After getting all the information out, Yu Chen snapped his fingers and said to Zhu Xiaobao, get up tomorrow and forget everything.

Then he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Yu Chen looked at him, his appearance slowly changed, and he turned into Zhu Xiaobao, put on his wooden rabbit mask, and went out.

According to Zhu Xiaobao, there will be a meeting tonight, and it will be held in a ruined temple on Wanmin Street.

The road is not far, but there are many people on the street.

Yu Chen wore Zhu Xiaobao's appearance and a mask, and walked through the bustling streets and alleys to the ruined temple in Wanmin City.

Different from the bustling scene of the previous streets, this place is quite rundown, and can even be called an abandoned street, with only a few beggars and homeless people staying here.

I heard that the government will renovate it soon.

On the dark long street, there were only a few lights in the ruined temple.

Wen Sheng followed Yu Chen all the way and sighed.

"The ordinary and the extraordinary are like a chasm between the sky and the sky, which makes ordinary people look at the Tao like looking at flowers in the mist, unable to see the truth. Naturally, countless daydreams arise, and this gives these swindlers a chance."

Yu Chen nodded, expressing deep sympathy.

Although there are some branches of Taoist temples in Jinling, they are all used to recruit disciples. The doors are closed on weekdays, and ordinary people have no chance to peek into its secrets.

As for the qigong practitioners in the government, they are extremely mysterious and completely inaccessible to ordinary people.

Knowing that it exists but not knowing it is a fatal temptation.

No wonder Zhu Xiaobao and others became so convinced after seeing the methods of drawing talismans to make fire.

Enter the temple.

Thirteen chairs were neatly arranged around a campfire.

There were already seven or eight people sitting in the seats.

The leader, in his thirties, was the only one among the crowd who was not wearing a mask. He was dressed in a green robe and sat upright with his eyes closed.

Judging from that appearance, he should be the founder of the Ascension Spirit Society, the immortal master known as the "Tao Master" in Zhu Xiaobao's mouth.

As for the other people, they were wearing animal masks such as cow, rat, snake, chicken, etc., plus the rabbit mask on Yu Chen's face, which were all animals from the twelve zodiac animals.

Yu Chen didn't take any immediate action, he just found a chair and sat down.

Soon, the time came.

People wearing masks came in one after another, said hello, and sat down.

After a while, the seats were already packed.

A series of eyes looked at the "Taoist" on the first work through the holes in the mask, as if waiting for him to speak.

When the Taoist Master saw that everyone had arrived, he cleared his throat and said in a slow and rumble voice: "Good night, fellow Taoist."

"Good night." Everyone bowed their hands in return.

Then the "Taoist Master" put the opening remarks there to brainwash me.

It is said that there is an omnipotent God in the sky, called the Spiritual Lord, who can call the wind and rain, and change the day and night with just a thought.

The sun and moon are said to be His eyes; the vast sky is His face; the thunder, rain and dew are the changes in His face...

The people present are the thirteen divine disciples he selected, who are the gods of the twelve zodiac signs. As long as they are pious enough, pray to the spiritual master, and be sincere, they will be spiritual. One day, they will ascend in the daytime, and the heaven and the earth will live together!

Yu Chen was stunned for a while.

What the hell is this nonsense?

Why don't you say that you are the reincarnation of the late Emperor of Great Xia?

What's even more outrageous is that these guys believed it.

After a long and stinky lie, many "taoist friends" devoutly handed over their hands and praised the name of the spiritual master.

Immediately afterwards, the "Taoist" took out twelve pills and distributed them to everyone one by one, saying that they were gifts from the spiritual master.

After everyone was extremely grateful, they stuffed it into their mouths.

Yu Chen took a look and saw that the pill was white and plump, without any fluctuations in the energy of heaven and earth.

Just when he was wondering if there was something wrong with this thing, Wen Sheng's dull voice sounded from the side.

"Kneaded with flour and added with brown sugar."

Yu Chen: "..."

Immediately afterwards, the "Taoist Master" brought out twelve more cups, and everyone took them one by one and called them "spiritual wine."

Yu Chen looked at Wen Sheng.

The latter was expressionless.

"Sorghum wine, mixed with water."

Then, there are some fruits, called "spiritual fruits".

"They were picked from the trees and were not properly preserved. Two of them are almost wilting."

Yu Chen: "..."

Why don't you fucking cheat and get some high-end stuff?

After the three "spirits" were swallowed up, the Taoist arched his hands, and the picture was clear!

It is said that this spirit wine, spirit elixir and spirit fruit were originally of unparalleled value, but now they are given to everyone without any intention of repaying them.

However, in the way of cultivation, if you gain something, you must give it up. This is the principle of heaven and earth, and all Taoist friends should show their "sincerity" to some extent.

Everyone skillfully handed over white money and stacks of silver notes.

Obviously, this is not the first time money has been collected.

"Let's end it. I really can't stand it anymore." Seeing these innocent and innocent people being deceived, the old man, a literary saint, felt sorry for his misfortune and was angry with them. He turned his head away and said.

However, Yu Chen narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and lowered his voice when he looked at the "Tao Master" whose mouth was cracked and could hardly hold back his laughter.

"——Don't worry, we want to play with him."

Just as it happened, after a while, the "Taoist Master" came to him to collect the money.

However, Yu Chen did not give him any money. Instead, he raised his hands in salute and said, "Tao Master, I recited the name of the Spiritual Master yesterday, and I felt something in my heart and realized a magical power. Can I ask fellow Taoist Master to have a look at it?"

The Taoist master's face froze, and he thought to himself, "Isn't this a fool?"

But he still had a smile on his face, "Fellow Taoist, please."

Yu Chen was not polite. With a finger, a golden light shot out, grazing the Taoist master's forehead and shooting towards the broken stone platform behind him.

boom!

There was an explosion!

The bluestone Buddhist altar with a radius of ten feet exploded to pieces!

Many "fellow Taoists" immediately gleamed with envy!

The "Taoist Master" turned his head stiffly and glanced at the shattered stone platform and the dust in the sky, which made everyone feel numb.

——No, brother, are you serious?

Brothers, let’s get some monthly tickets and beat them up and ravage them!