Food anchor teaches you how to raise ghosts

Xia Chun is still waiting, either falling into a dream or waking up.But neither of them happened. He didn't know the exact time, but he just felt as if he had been trapped in this emptiness for hundreds of thousands of years.

But thinking of Yan Fu's patient waiting, he felt that this was nothing.He silently recalled everything he saw before, and felt that Yan Fu was really harmed by Ye Shetian.

Thinking about it, he suddenly found that his consciousness was fading, and his memories and emotions were being pulled away by some invisible thing, as if the whole world was moving away from him.He was getting more and more tired and weaker, like a machine that had come to an end, finally unable to withstand the wear and tear of time, and was about to completely stop functioning.

In the midst of chaos, there is a voice calling him in the dark, Xia Chun, Xia Chun...

He tried his best to gather the last bit of consciousness, recognized that it was Yan Fu's voice, and cheered up a little.The surrounding area was still pitch black, and Yan Fu's voice seemed to come from far away——

Xia Chun, you must cut off the karma of the past to end the karma of the present life, otherwise you will never be able to wake up...

The voices that were near and far away completely faded away, Xia Chun's remaining consciousness was not enough to understand Yan Fu's words, and he just stubbornly resisted the ever-increasing weakness.The darkness gradually faded, the surroundings began to light up, and the voice of someone talking could be vaguely heard.

Not long after, the sound became clearer, the sound of the wind, the sound of snow, the sound of angry and frightened screams, the buzzing of weapons intersecting... Xia Chun struggled to open his eyes, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and a few teenagers were chanting mantras not far away Burning talismans, dancing in the array of swords.

Someone beside him said anxiously: "Master, how are you doing?"

What a god, master...Xia Chun looked down at his hands, then touched his face and body - this is not his own body!He stared at the young man in elegant and flowing gown in amazement and said, "Who are you, who is this, and who am I!"

The teenagers looked at each other, and one of them whispered: "It's over, it's over, although people are alive, they don't seem to be very smart."

As soon as he spoke, someone pushed his arm to show that he should not be disrespectful.Another young man hurriedly said: "Master, I forgot. A few days ago we were hunting in Jiling Xuewu Ridge. We heard that there was a snow demon nearby, so we wanted to come and have a look. Who knew that this snow demon was so powerful, even Master It's not right to respect you...you were accidentally recruited, so what should I do!"

Xia Chun sat blankly on the snow for a while, and gradually cleared up his thoughts.He is still in the world in the previous dream. At this time, more than three years have passed since the end of the "Battle of Chasing the Deer". The owner of this body is Leng Xinyou. A cultivator in the established sect is not of high seniority, as can be seen from the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys in front of him, he is equivalent to a teacher with a "cultivation class".

Although Leng Xinyou's cultivation is mediocre, his spirit is very high.He took his disciples on a safari with the children of the aristocratic family who came to study and practice. When they heard that there was a snow demon, they wanted to make big news.Turning around in Xuewu Ridge, I was really bumped into by them, but Master Leng was no match at all, not only had he never beaten the Snow Demon, but he was also infected with the devil's disease. Didn't keep it.

Xia Chun always thought that he was dreaming, but he didn't know that the living soul had already left his body and wandered in the past time and space.Now it was a coincidence that the soul had penetrated into the body of this dead man.

He touched the wound on his chest, and suddenly felt a sharp pain.Looking up into the distance again, a monster with a human body but an icy blue body was fighting with several teenagers.

The sharp ice clusters kept rising, the teenagers were not opponents at all, they could only fight and retreat, but there was one who was not afraid of death and rushed forward, one arm was bleeding so much that he couldn't lift it up, and he refused to retreat, the sword move revealed a There was a sense of hatred and anger, as if he had a deep hatred with this snow demon.

Xia Chun endured the pain and stood up and said, "Call them back quickly, run quickly, they will all die if this continues."

After calling for a while, all the struggling teenagers in front retreated, only the one with the injured arm was still gritting his teeth.Others said: "He's sick again, Lord Taixuan, let's go to Minoan City to hide. If he wants to die, let him die, don't worry about him!"

Minoan city?Xia Chun was startled, and the broken memories were awakened again. Isn't this the name of the place Yan Fu took Lu Zhen to in the first dream?Could it be that the karma of the past that Yan Fu said was in this place?

He gritted his teeth and let out a sigh of relief: "Whatever you say, you can't leave your companion behind at any time!"

Xia Chun tried to take a breath, a surge of strength suddenly surged, his feet lightened suddenly, and his body floated in front of the Snow Demon.He didn't fight with him, grabbed the boy's shoulder and walked away.A group of people ran wildly in the snow, and it didn't take long to see the outline of a city wall.

The teenagers were overjoyed: "It's Minoyan City!"

Xia Chun was a little worried, if they fled into the city like this, wouldn't the Snow Demon follow?

Before he could think of anything, a wall of ice suddenly rose in front of him, blocking their way.The snow demon let out a mournful wail, the voice contained a powerful demon power, the teenagers were knocked down to the ground, and their ears were bleeding, Xia Chun also felt the shock of his soul, almost separated from his body.

On his back was a narrow and delicate box, which contained the original owner's guqin, and this person also had a nickname for fame - "Seven strings with perfect sound, and a deep and profound mind".Even now I don't have time to think about it, I took off the piano case with my backhand, took out the guqin and plucked hard on the strings, the spiritual flow flew out like rain and arrows with the sound of the piano.

The Snow Demon is very agile, with a few vertical leaps, he dodges all the attacks, and in the blink of an eye, he is in front of him, like a hooked five fingers turning into an ice pick with long pointed roots, attacking Xia Chun.

Although Xia Chun dodged for a while, he was still stabbed in the shoulder by one of them.The sharp ice pick pierced his shoulder socket and pierced through his back. The severe pain and biting cold made him almost lose consciousness.

The snow demon was extremely powerful, after piercing him, it pushed against his body to the ice wall, and nailed him to it.Xia Chunxin said that he was going to die, when he suddenly saw a figure appearing on the hill in the distance.

In this vast expanse of whiteness, the man was dressed in black, with a black winged cloak, and a strange hat that looked like a bird's head, which was particularly eye-catching.He stood still in the snowstorm and watched the movement at the bottom of the mountain. Xia Chun really wanted to call for help, but as soon as his voice came out, he was annihilated by the howling of the snow demon.

Seeing that their master was nailed to the ice wall, the teenagers besieged the snow demon with their swords, trying to get Xia Chun out of trouble.Snow Demon didn't pay attention to them at all, waved a gust of icy wind, and knocked all the teenagers away.

Xia Chun's eyes turned black for a while, and he was about to be unable to hold on, when a gust of bitter fragrance came from nowhere.Although there are no plum blossoms in this snow field, the fragrance gives people the illusion that the sky is full of crimson beauty.

A man in a white fox fur came lightly, and the sword energy swept across, forcing the snow demon back.The monster seemed to be irritated, its whole body was full of monster energy, and the ice-coloured eyes almost overflowed with blood.The man in white frowned slightly, chanted a spell and cast a spell, a spell circle lighted up in the air, and the powerful power blew up a snow wave, pressing down on the snow demon like an overwhelming sea.

The monster let out a mournful cry, as if hurt by the man's true energy, it gave the man an angrily look, turned around and fled quickly, and disappeared into the vast snow mist in an instant.

The teenagers cheered for a while, Xia Chun also breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the man who came to rescue him, "Thank you for saving your life, may I ask your name..."

He was slightly taken aback, forgetting what he said next.This man was extremely tall, with a pale face, a gentle expression like water, and his temperament was as elegant and upright as the fragrance on his body.

It's just that those eyes are white pupils, and judging from his lack of focus, it seems that he can't see anything, but his actions are normal, and he can't tell that he is a blind person.

Xia Chun's words got stuck, but the other party didn't care, he smiled and saluted, "I'm Bai Mingshen, my family has lived here for generations, and I heard the snow demon howling outside the city, and guessed someone was being attacked, so I came out to have a look. I don't know what your name is?"

"It turned out to be Lord Ice Soul Snow Soul Yushu, I'm sorry." Xia Chun searched out a little bit of memory about this person in his mind, and said pretendingly, "The Nine Xuanzong is cold-hearted, and I brought my disciples here on a safari. When I went to visit your mansion, I unexpectedly encountered a snow demon, thanks to Lord Yushu who rescued me..."

Jiling is bitterly cold, and few people set foot on it, so there is only one town.It is the only family of cultivators like the Bai family who ask for trouble and insist on stationing in the mountains and icy winds.For hundreds of years, they have rarely left Jiling, and never asked about things in other places. Most of them have never even heard of such major events that shocked the world, such as the blood flame demon and the battle for the deer.

Leng Xinyou only likes to make friends with famous and high-ranking monks, and naturally has no friendship with the family of cultivators in remote mountainous areas. As for the Bai family, he only knows that their family has been noble people for generations. It was also very unpopular here, and Leng Caobao didn't know anything except the basic concepts of "Xianxiang" and "Curse fragrance".

After some courtesies, Bai Ming said deeply: "Mr. Taixuan was injured, why don't you please rest in the humble house, and make plans after the injury has healed."

The teenagers were already exhausted after hard work, and they all had surprise expressions on their faces when they heard Bai Mingshen's invitation.Xia Chun rubbed his shoulders and said, "Then it's time to work."

Bai Mingshen made a gesture of invitation and led them towards the city gate.The wind and snow were raging, mixed with howling, I don't know if it was the mourning of the wind, or the crying of resentment, Xia Chun walked a few steps, couldn't help but look back, the strange looking "bird head man" on the hill had disappeared .

As the only town with tens of thousands of people in the extreme north, Luoyan City is very lively. Apart from the tall and burly locals, there are also many vendors traveling from south to north.Bai Mingshen led them through the streets and alleys, not like a blind person at all, the teenagers couldn't help talking behind him, full of curiosity about his white pupils.

Although Xia Chun wanted to refuse, a teenager insisted on helping him.This is Leng Xinyou's personal disciple, named Tang Jinnian, he looks lively and cute, but he is a bit stubborn.

Xia Chun turned his head and looked at the young man who was walking at the end. He was handsome and handsome, but his expression was gloomy, and his whole body exuded a gloomy air.He doesn't talk to others, and others don't get close to him, and he looks very withdrawn.

His injured arm was still bleeding, but he ignored it as if he didn't know it.Xia Chun's shoulder hurt badly, and he didn't have the heart to think about other people's affairs, so he quickly looked away.

There are cats everywhere in Suoyan City—the streets, alleys, fronts of houses, window sills and roofs, you can see them everywhere.There are so many cats in such a cold place.They are not afraid of people, and no one pays special attention to them. Even if a cat snatches food from a butcher shop and wine shop, no one chases and beats them.It seems that people in Minoyan City are very used to and like cats very much.

Xia Chun was looking at the cat curiously, when suddenly someone ran out from the alley, grabbed the boy with the injured arm, and cried and said something.The boy's wound was in severe pain, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Xia Chun immediately stepped forward to snatch the boy back from the man, and protected him behind him.The boy was taken aback, and stared blankly at Xia Chun's back.

The man's clothes were disheveled, his hair was as long as withered grass, his skin was as white as snow, and his face was as small as a palm.If she tidied it up properly, she would still be a beauty just looking at the contours of her face, nose and mouth, but the frightening thing was that her eyes only had a pair of sunken deep holes, and both eyeballs had been gouged out.

She turned around and rushed towards Tang Jinnian, grabbed him and cried, "Where's my child, have you seen my child?"

Tang Jinnian was so frightened that he yelled, Xia Chun hurriedly dragged him aside, the other teenagers also dodged one after another, the woman couldn't catch anyone, and staggered away to another place.

"Wow, that's scary, what happened to her eyes?"

"Scared me to death, I thought I saw a ghost in broad daylight!"

The teenagers were chattering, and Bai Mingshen said leisurely: "She is a lunatic, and every day she looks for someone to ask if anyone has seen her child. People in the city have long been used to it, so you don't have to worry. "

The child could not be found, and his eyes were gouged out again. It looked so pitiful.The teenagers had seen enough excitement, and followed Bai Mingshen to the White Mansion, led by his servants to have a meal and rest, and someone helped Xia Chun treat his wounds.

After applying the bandage, Xia Chun went to the room where the teenagers were. They had already had their meal. When they saw him push the door in, they immediately got up and saluted, and asked about the condition of the master's injury with concern.

Xia Chun responded with a few words, saw the injured boy leaning against the window, his arm injury had not been treated, so he walked over and said, "Didn't the Bai family arrange for someone to come and heal your injury?"

He didn't answer, someone rushed to say: "Master, don't worry about him, he came to see his wound with good intentions, but he said he can handle it. Tsk, it seems that someone cares about him..."

The boy ignored it and turned to look out the window.Xia Chunxin said that the rebellious boy had a lot of troubles, and he didn't talk nonsense. He pulled the boy to the table and made him sit down, and pulled off his torn sleeve. There was a winding wound on the boy's arm. a snake.The wound was bruised and frightening, Xia Chun frowned and said, "If the injury is like this, if you just let it go, aren't you afraid that your arm will be ruined?"

He turned his head to look at the young men behind him again: "Aren't you brothers and classmates? Where are the elixirs on your body? Why don't you take them out to save others?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to hide their surprise at all.The boy by the wall tightened his eyebrows slightly, he withdrew his arm from Xia Chun's hand, and said in a low voice, "Master, don't worry about it."

Xia Chun didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he ordered the other teenagers to take out all the medicines on their bodies, and after applying them internally and externally, he found clean cloth strips and bandaged the boy's hands.

Whispering came from behind, and someone whispered: "What's wrong with you Taixuan Lord today, suddenly you are so nice to that salted fish..."

Although Xia Chun's body was not high, he was not weak either. Even if they deliberately lowered their voices, they could still hear every sentence clearly with their keen hearing.He turned around and said, "What salted fish?"

The teenagers were taken aback and waved their hands again and again: "It's just a homonym of Brother Mo's words. It's just a joke. We have no malicious intentions."

Xia Chun's heart skipped a beat: "What's his name?"

The teenagers thought to themselves that Lord Taixuan might not have been beaten stupid by the snow demon.Someone replied: "Senior brother Mo's name is Xunyu."

The sky is so blue, this shady young man in front of him is actually the protagonist in Bei Tangshi's story!Xia Chun still remembers that Beitang Shi praised Mo Xianyu, but now it seems that the tragic experience of losing his relatives has caused the high-spirited young man to die together with his family.

Xia Chun searched his mind, only to find some old things.After the battle for the deer, great changes have taken place in the world of cultivating immortals. Mo Xianyu is homeless and becomes a disciple of Jiuxuanzong. Unfortunately, he is thrown under the sect of Leng Xinyou, a pious hypocrite.

Leng Xinyou treats him like a servant every day, beats, scolds and punishes him frequently. Seeing that his master hates this person so much, the attitude of his fellow disciples is naturally very bad.In addition, Mo Xianyu was disheartened due to a series of painful blows, his temper was not much better, and he had often turned against his classmates. It is no wonder that no one cared about his serious injuries.

Xia Chun couldn't help but patted the boy's head: "It's hard for you, I've been enduring such pain."

Mo Xianyu froze all over, unconsciously gathered five fingers.Xia Chun first rescued him from the snow demon when he was injured, then protected him when he was grabbed by the lunatic's arm, and now he is still treating his injuries, and caring about him so much, it's unbelievable to him.

Leng Xinyou likes to act aggressively, with a sullen face all day long, no one expected that he would show such a gentle side, and the person he despises the most is the "salted fish".For a moment, the teenagers wondered if he might have been taken away.

Xia Chun cleared his throat, changed the subject and said, "After entering the city, did you find anything weird?"

The teenagers looked puzzled, Tang Jinnian scratched his head and said: "What is the master referring to? Minoyan City looks very normal. If there is something strange, it must be that there are too many cats. But this is not a big deal Strange thing, there are some kind of small animals infested in many places."

"blind."

While the teenagers were whispering to each other, a discordant voice rang out. Although the voice was not loud, everyone could hear it clearly.Everyone looked at Mo Xianyu angrily, and asked him what he meant.

Mo Xianyu had a dead face and didn't want to talk to them.Xia Chun sat down beside him, and said: "If you notice something is wrong, you must tell it. I... as a teacher, I think something might happen here."

"Teacher Xia" was very patient, Mo Xianyu turned his face away under his gentle gaze, and said in a low voice, "It's been snowing here all the time."

"Hahaha, I'm afraid you are sick! Isn't it normal for Xuewuling to snow all the year round!"

"I thought you had some great ideas, why, is this the first time you have seen snow in your life, is it extremely rare?"

"Tch, you're so thick-skinned for being mysterious."

Mo Xianyu had blue veins on his forehead, and was about to get up to leave, Xia Chun pressed his shoulder: "Where's the snow demon, has it gone back to the mountain?"

Tang Jinnian said: "A few of us followed the monks of the Bai family to check around the city gate. The snow demon was on the nearby hillside, but it didn't move further, it seemed to be just wandering. I don't know if it has a grudge against us and wants revenge. "

Snow Demon has suffered a small loss, and it's normal to want revenge, but why didn't he just go to the city to harm people, but just wait and see?Xia Chun got up and went to the window and pushed it open. It was still snowing heavily outside. Because there was no wind, the snow line fell vertically. If it wasn't for the biting cold, it would have been quite romantic.

He muttered to himself in a trance: "Since we entered the city, the snow has been falling like this. It is almost evening now, and it hasn't changed at all."

The teenagers were speechless for a while, thinking that the master was really sick, and he was just like that salted fish, paying attention to these boring weather issues.Tang Jinnian smiled foolishly: "Yes, yes, we can make a snowman."

Xia Chun smiled kindly and called the teenagers to the window, pointed to the outside and said, "Tell me, how to make snowmen and what to use."

"Tai Xuanjun was joking, of course the snowman needs to use snow."

This cultivator who is not as good as a human being has such a touching IQ, doesn't he have any common sense?The teenagers held back their smiles and looked out, and it took a while for them to stop laughing.

Only Tang Jinnian was still looking around: "The snow scene here is so beautiful."

Xia Chun flicked his finger on the silly boy's head: "With such snowfall, there is not even a layer of snow on the ground. Except for Xianyu, none of you noticed it?"

Someone said bluntly: "We are all worried about Master's safety, how can we be like him, who still wants to watch the fun outside..."

Mo Xianyu was used to their belittling faces, so she lowered her head and remained silent.Xia Chun pressed the window frame and said, "If you didn't see it, you didn't see it. There are so many excuses."

Could this be the illusion of the Snow Demon?If this is the case, it will be difficult for people to tell which ones are real and which ones are fake among the pedestrians on the street, or even in the entire Minoyan City.

He had a strange feeling in his heart, and he didn't want to waste any more time, so he went straight to the hall and asked the butler to invite Bai Mingshen out.

Not long after, a clear and light fragrance wafted faintly, smelling the fragrance and knowing people, it was Bai Mingshen.He walked out with a graceful gait, and asked with great concern: "How is Lord Taixuan's injury, why don't you rest in the room?"

Xia Chun said: "It's just a flesh injury, it's not a serious problem. I have something to ask Mr. Yushu for advice."

Bai Ming's heart is like a bright mirror: "What Taixuan Jun wants to ask is about the snow demon."

Xia Chun nodded, and realized that Bai Mingshen couldn't see it, so he hurriedly said, "Exactly."

He expressed his doubts one by one, Bai Ming said with a deep smile, "To tell you the truth, my eyes were harmed by the snow demon, and now I am blind and unable to see, and my actions are all based on my spiritual perception. "

"Not only that," Bai Ming paused, and continued, "It also took away my natal magic weapon, which is also a family heirloom of my Bai family."

Xia Chun said: "Jun Yushu's natal magic weapon is..."

Bai Ming said in a deep voice: "A censer—the Miaoshan Qifa Separating Soul Stove."

Xia Chun's heart moved, and he couldn't help thinking of many things, perhaps just like what Yan Fu said when his consciousness was confused, all the causes and conditions are here.