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Chapter 108 Dry Well

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    "That's a monster." Liusu, who had recovered to the point where he could easily identify monsters, couldn't wait to express: "I sensed monsters."

    Qin Yi has always thought that sensing evil spirits is quite magical.

    After the monster takes shape, it is no different from humans, and there is no fishy smell of animals.  Like Ye Ling Cheng Huang, they are both fragrant. One has a pleasant fragrance, while the other has a charming fragrance that titillates the heart. Even the fragrances of the two are different.  How to tell if there is evil spirit

    So I asked.

    Liusu said angrily: "Who told you that you smell it with your nose? Demons and humans have different cultivation bases, and the Qi mechanisms born from cultivation are naturally different. This is screened with spiritual consciousness, not the nose!"

    "Then what kind of monster was that just now?"

    ¡°That¡¯s a kind of rat, a good ingredient.¡±

    "Ingredients?"

    "Yes, it tastes good, and it can also increase your thunder and lightning affinity after being transformed into it. If it were Chenghuang's favorite food, she might have stewed it, so no wonder she dared to enter the demon city"

    "Why do I think this thing you are talking about is called Pikachu?"

    "what is that?"

    While speaking, Taoist Priest Qinghe had already arrived at the well surrounded by people.  Qin Yi stopped talking to Liusu and squeezed in to look around.

    This well is extremely deep, and most people cannot see the bottom. With Qin Yi's current eyesight, he can easily see that the bottom is dry. In this heavy rain weather, there is actually no water below. You can see that some moisture is gradually absorbed at the bottom of the well.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????? If the groundwater has dried up, it doesn¡¯t mean that even the smelly ditches have no water This is not a problem with the well, and "pipe unblocking expertise" is probably meaningless.

    Qin Yi's expression was a little solemn. He felt that there was something underneath something beyond the ordinary that was affecting everything.

    Is it the rat¡¯s fault?

    What¡¯s the point of building a well?

    At this time, the head of the family also came out after hearing the news, and smiled at Taoist Priest Qinghe: "I feel sorry for bothering Taoist Priest with trivial matters at home."

    This is the king Qin Yi took a look and saw that he was an old man with an elegant face. He seemed to have some temperament, but he had a pair of triangular eyes and his face was not very good.  Liusu didn't learn divination, so he certainly didn't learn physiognomy either. Qin Yi couldn't judge people by their appearance, so he took one look and looked away.

    Taoist Master Na Qinghe stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Whether it is a blockage or the influence of some supernatural force, I only need to cast a spell to make the ground water flow, and the blockage will unblock itself and the supernatural force will disperse. It is nothing more than a trivial matter."

    Wang Yuanwai was overjoyed and said: "Then I have to work with the Taoist priest, and the remuneration will satisfy the Taoist priest."

    "It's just for the sake of peace in the countryside, why should I pay you in return?" Taoist Priest Qinghe said seriously, "Please prepare a magical weapon."

    "What kind of magic weapon does the Taoist priest need?"

    "A black sandalwood case, ten thousand dollars of yellow paper, cinnabar and peach wood, three hundred and sixty-five stars and lights in the courtyard" Taoist priest Qinghe kept reporting more than a dozen things along the way.

    Member Wang¡¯s face turned green.

    Qin Yi was stunned.

    The techniques that Liusu taught him never required these media or weird "dojos". One technique was all it took, and only various corresponding items were needed to set up the array.  Of course, we can also understand why others need media tools. In fact, it is the same as humans using tools. What they cannot do by themselves can be done with the help of tools.

    I don¡¯t know whether it is Taoist Qinghe¡¯s own practice philosophy that is like this, or whether modern practice is different from ancient times, from placing more emphasis on oneself to relying more on external forces.

    The yard tossed for a long time, the sky was dark, and the rain stopped slightly, leaving only the drizzle, and it was comfortable to hit the face.

    The dojo has been prepared, lights are lit around it, Taoist Master Qinghe is holding a wooden sword, with seven stars under his feet, and is chanting.

    "Quiet!" A sword thrust out, skewering the yellow paper flying in the air.

    With a "boom", the yellow paper burned on its own, and there was a faint spiritual energy overflowing.

    The onlookers cheered loudly.

    "It's a bit of a real skill." Liusu commented: "It's just too stupid. The form is greater than the reality. A simple water diversion trick has been made more complicated than the life-sustaining trick. If people's practice today is like this, it's really  disappointing."

    With the words, there was a spiritual energy swirling in the well, and slowly, the naked eye could see the underground water overflowing upwards, like a whirlpool.

    Taoist priest Qinghe pointed his hand towards the well and made an upward motion.

    Groundwater surged out.

    "The water came out of my fingers!" The servants were overjoyed.

    Qin Yi was amazed by this sentence.

      Taoist priest Qinghe retracted his fingers with great satisfaction. Just when he turned the wooden sword upside down and was about to finish the exercise, the water slowly fell down again silently and disappeared in front of everyone.

    Taoist Priest Qinghe was stunned and quickly swung his sword.

    "Bang!" There seemed to be an electric current exploding in the well, and finally a jet of water rushed up, spraying all over his face.

    But there was no sound in the well, and it became dry again.

    "Pfft" Liusu was overjoyed: "Interesting, interesting."

    Qin Yi frowned.

    There was a faint smell from the bottom of the wella sense of desolation, just like in the desert.

    There is obviously underground water, the water veins have not dried up, and it is still raining. How can it feel like a desert?

    What about the current?

    The Taoist Priest Qinghe said sternly: "The monsters here are powerful. You can prepare more magic weapons besides the king. I will fight to the death with you tomorrow!"

    Qin Yi frowned and quietly retreated.

    "Hey!" The housekeeper's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of Qin Yi who was about to run away, and suddenly shouted: "That boy, didn't you say you were here to clear the well! Why don't you go down and give it a try?"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????? Out of touch with your sister, are you going to rashly go down the well to commit suicide?

    Facing Taoist Priest Qinghe's gaze, which looked like a competitor, Qin Yi dusted off his clothes and said with a smile, "I have no choice but to tell the truth now. How can a young man know how to access a well? I just heard that Miss Wang is well-educated and sensible, so she came here."  one sight."

    "Really?" There was a "dong dong dong" sound in the corridor, and not long after, a meat ball of more than 300 kilograms rushed out, pushing Taoist Master Qinghe away: "Who wants to  see me?"

    Qin Yi had already fled in despair.

    You can¡¯t clear the tank barrel even if you let Super Mario come over!

    "What bad luck." Qin Yi closed his umbrella angrily, letting the drizzle hit his face, and walked towards the only lively place in the town at night.

    That's a small inn.

    As soon as he reached the door of the inn, he was stunned for a moment.

    Inside, a fat man in yellow was sitting behind the counter, looking straight at the door.

    That gaze was not at Qin Yi, but at behind him.

    Qin Yi turned around, only to see that it was in the direction of Wang Yuan's outer mansion. At this time, he could still see dots of lights.  From this angle, the smoke rising from the lights gathers lightly, and from a distance it looks like a human figure

    And all the rainwater disappeared after passing through this human figure.

    "The shopkeeper?" Qin Yi suddenly shouted: "Bring a pot of wine and two kilograms of cooked beef."

    The fat man in yellow shuddered and put on a philistine smile: "Sir, please sit down for a moment and you'll be fine."

    Qin Yi randomly found a corner and sat down, watching the fat shopkeeper pouring wine, and smiled with interest: "What was the shopkeeper looking at just now?"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:????????????????????????????????????????????????:??????????????? patted the table and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper admires Miss Wang and thinks about her day and night, who doesn't know?"

    The inn was filled with laughter, and the fat shopkeeper just laughed.

    Qin Yi¡¯s eyes became more and more meaningful.

    A monster in disguise, a strange well.

    A seemingly failed spellcasting turned into human-shaped smoke.

    He said that he was fascinated by a tank. No matter whether others believe it or not, Qin Yi doesn¡¯t believe it (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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