Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 107: Dry water well

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"That's a monster." The tassel, who has recovered enough to easily distinguish the evil spirit, can't wait to express: "I sensed the evil spirit."

Qin Yi has always felt that the sense of demons is quite magical.

After the monster is transformed, it is no different from humans, and there is no fishy smell of animals. Like Ye Ling Cheng Huang, they are all fragrant, one is pleasant and the other is sweet, and the fragrance is different. How does this distinguish the monster...

So I asked.

Tassels didn’t have a good air said: "Who told you that this is smelled by the nose? Monsters and humans have different cultivation foundations. Naturally, the auras born of cultivation are different. This is distinguished by spiritual consciousness, not the nose!" /

"What demon was that just now?"

"That is a kind of mouse, a good food."

"Food...Materials?"

"Yes, it tastes good, it can increase your thunder and lightning affinity after using it. After changing to Huang Huang's favorite food, she might have stewed it by her, but I have to dare to enter the monster city..."

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

"What is that?"

While speaking, the Daoist Qinghe had already reached the well surrounded by everyone. Qin Yi didn't run away with Tassel anymore, and squeezed in to look at her head.

This well is extremely deep, and most people can’t see to the bottom. With Qin Yi’s current eyesight, it can be easily seen. The bottom is dry. In this rainy weather, there is actually no accumulation of water below, and some wetness can be seen at the bottom of the well. Gradually absorb.

If it is said that the groundwater is dry, it will not even run out of stinky gutters... This is not a problem of wells. "Pipe dredging professional" is probably meaningless.

Qin Yi's expression is a bit solemn, he feels something underneath... it's an unconventional force affecting everything.

Is it the rat?

What's the point of building a well?

At this time, the owner of the family also heard the wind, and smiled at Qinghe Daochang: "The trivial things in the family, it's really hard to worry about growing up and driving."

This is outside the king...Qin Yi took a look, but the elegant old man looked a bit temperamental, but had a pair of triangular eyes, his face was not very good. Tassel does not learn divination, and naturally does not learn xiangshu. Qin Yi couldn't judge people by appearance, so he looked away after a glance.

Na Qinghe Dao Chang stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Whether it is blocked or affected by foreign forces, poor Dao only needs to use a spell to draw water from the ground, the blockage will pass, and the force will disperse, but it is a trivial matter."

Wang Yuanwai was overjoyed and said: "Then there will be a leader in labor, and the reward will satisfy the leader."

"Only for the peace of the country, why pay for it?" Dao Chang Qinghe said with a serious face: "Please prepare the instruments."

"What kind of artifact does the Taoist leader need?"

"Ebony sandalwood case, ten thousand money yellow paper, dansha peach wood, three hundred and sixty-five stars and lights in the courtyard..." Qinghe Daochang kept reporting more than a dozen things along the way.

The Wang member's outside face is green.

Qin Yi stunned.

The technique taught by Tassel, never needed these mediums and weird “dojos”. One technique is complete, and only the formation requires various corresponding items. Of course, you can also understand why others need media tools. In fact, it is the same as humans using tools. What you can't do by yourself can be done with tools.

I don’t know if this is the Daoist Qinghe’s own practice philosophy, or whether modern practice is different from the ancients, from heavier to oneself to more relying on external forces.

After a long time tossing in the yard, the sky was already dark, and the heavy rain stopped slightly. Only drizzle was left, and it was very comfortable to hit the face.

The dojo is ready, lights are lit around, Dao Master Qinghe is holding a wooden sword and stepping on the seven stars, chanting words.

"Illness!" A sword pierced out, stringing up the yellow paper flying in the air.

With a "boom", the yellow paper burned on its own, revealing spiritual energy.

The crowd around the audience applauded.

"A bit of a real technique." Tassel commented: "It's just too stupid. The form is greater than the reality. A simple trick of diversion is actually made more complicated than the life-saving technique. If people practiced in this way. , It’s really disappointing."

Following the voice, there was aura in the well spinning, and slowly the naked eye could see the groundwater overflowing upwards, like a whirlpool.

Qinghe Daochang stretched his hand towards the well and made a hook up movement.

The groundwater rushes out.

"Your fingers are out of water!" The families were overjoyed.

Qin Yi was amazed at this sentence.

Qinghe Daochangzhi triumphantly retracted his finger, just as he turned the wooden sword upside down to reap his merits, the water slowly descended silently and disappeared as everyone saw it.

Qinghe Daochang was taken aback, and he swiped his sword quickly.

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

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

"Puff..." The tassel is overwhelmingly happy: "Fun, interesting."

Qin Yi frowned.

A faint smell of...desolation came from the bottom of the well, just like in the desert.

There is obviously groundwater, the water veins have not dried up, and it is still raining in the sky, how can it feel like a desert?

What's the matter with the current?

The Qing He Dao Chang had a gray head and a grim face, and said sharply: "Here is a terrible evildoer, and the king can prepare more magical weapons. Tomorrow the poor Dao will fight to the death!"

Qin Yi frowned and walked out quietly.

"Eh eh eh!" The housekeeper's eyes were sharp, and he caught Qin Yi who was about to stray, and suddenly shouted: "That boy, didn't you say you came to dredge the well! Why not go down and try?"

Unblock your sister, do you rush down to death?

In response to Master Qinghe’s gaze looking at his rivals, Qin Yi shook his horns and smiled: "Now that I have to tell the truth, how can I find any wells for Xiaosheng? I just heard that Miss Wang is well-informed. , See you here."

"Really?" The corridor rang "dum-dum-dun". After a while, a meat ball of more than 300 catties rushed out, pushing Qinghe Daoist far away: "Who wants to see me?"

Qin Yi has long since fled.

You can't clear the tank barrel if you let Super Mario over!

"It's really bad luck." Qin Yi took the umbrella angrily, let the drizzle hit his face, and walked towards the only lively place in the town at night.

That is a small inn.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the inn, he was taken aback.

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

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

Qin Yi turned his head back, but saw that it was the direction of Wang's Foreign Mansion. At this time, he could still see the lights. Viewed from this angle, the smoke from the lights gathers lightly, and it looks like a human form from a distance...

And all the rain passing through this human figure disappears.

"The shopkeeper?" Qin Yi suddenly shouted: "A pot of wine and two catties of cooked beef."

The yellow-clothed fat man shook his face and put on a squatter's smile: "The guest officer will sit down for a while and it will be fine."

Qin Yi found a corner to sit down at random, looked at the appearance of the fat shopkeeper drinking, and smiled with interest: "What has the shopkeeper been looking at just now?"

There was a drinker who spewed out his drink, haha ​​slapped the table and laughed: "The shopkeeper admires Miss Wang, thinking about it, who does not know?"

The inn laughed into a ball, and the fat shopkeeper just laughed.

Qin Yi's eyes became more meaningful.

A transformation monster, a strange well.

A seemingly failed spellcasting turned into a light smoke in human form.

I said that I was fascinated by admiring a tank. Whether others believe it or not, Qin Yi does not believe it...