Make your face white with moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

"Burning talisman." Luo Baiyue looked down at the talisman paper he had captured with the power of time regression, raised the corners of his mouth coldly, turned around and walked to the door, and showed the yellow piece of paper he grabbed to Luo Baixue and the others , "This is a common talisman in the cultivation-truth world. Apprentices who have not been introduced for a long time can draw it as long as they know how to draw Qi into the body."

"In other words, someone from the same...circle as you two deliberately harmed our crew?" Director Zhang reacted quickly, and his face immediately showed anger.

People are always afraid of unknown things. Before, they thought it was haunted, and everyone felt uneasy, but now they know that although it is a supernatural force, it is also a man-made disaster. The fear is less, and only anger is left.The other people who were piled up by the warehouse and wanted to know what was going on also heard the truth, and they all started to speculate, some suspected that other crews were making trouble, and some suspected that the crew inside the crew was causing trouble, and they said everything.

Luo Baixue thought more deeply: "All apprentices are good? Isn't it difficult to find out who will do it?"

"Indeed, I can find the person who drew the talisman with the technique of tracking, but if the talisman is well done, anyone can use it, and it can burn as long as it is stimulated with spiritual power. It is difficult to find the person who caused trouble by relying on it alone."

"Then how can we find this harmful person?" Luo Baixue's expression was not good.

"That's not urgent, let's get rid of the hidden dangers in the crew first." Luo Baiyue waved his hand, and asked someone to take them to the "haunted" hotel that the heroine said, and the place where the actor's wire was disconnected at that time. etc.In some places, the traces have disappeared due to a long time lapse, but those who can find clues have left traces of spiritual power. This must be a means of cultivation.

Looking around, Luo Baiyue stopped when he reached the lounge, "Whose lounge is this?"

"It's mine." It was the heroine who answered.

Luo Baiyue nodded to her, walked into the lounge, moved a chair, stepped on it, reached out and groped on the door frame for a while, and his fingers touched the uneven place on the wooden door frame: it seemed that someone had pushed it open and plugged it in again. gone back.

The young man's fingertips swept across the door frame, and a piece of wood as long as his index finger was removed.

At first glance, this wood is not eye-catching, and its color is similar to that of ordinary peach wood, but when you look closely, you can find small characters and patterns carved on it. Those who understand Taoist culture can find that the six sides of this wood are engraved with Japanese, Japanese, Japanese and Japanese. The names of the moon and 28 constellations, as well as star patterns such as Beidou and Nandou.

This is the canopy ruler in the Taoist magic tool. If you want to borrow the magic power of the canopy marshal, it is a good thing to ward off evil spirits.

However, Luo Bai sensed a chilly air from far away, and followed that coldness all the way to find it.

"This was originally a magic weapon for exorcising evil spirits, but it was placed in a place where yin qi gathered, and soaked in the water of ancient tombs, the water of the river, and the flowing spring of the yin ground for 49 days, then the nature of the device was reversed, and it became a ghost-attracting tool. thing."

Jia Ming of the Yuan Dynasty once recorded that the water in the ancient tomb was "cold in nature and poisonous... the water in the ancient tomb is also the water in the poppy. Washing the eyes is a ghost, and taking too much makes the heart depressed", and the water in the ancient tomb is "a woman who eats too much and never gives birth", and the spring in the shade "It is poisonous, and pedestrians drink it in February and August, and it will cause malaria and damage the strength of the feet."These three kinds of water are all water filled with yin energy. When used to soak the canopy ruler, it will make it full of yin energy and become a very attractive thing to ghosts.

Once this thing is released, even if there is no other arrangement for the crew, everything will go wrong, not to mention that Chu Ningyuan also made a lot of other things.

When Director Zhang and several leading actors saw Luo Baiyue remove such a piece of wood from the door frame, they gasped, and the heroine even burst into tears: "No wonder I can't sleep well at night. In my lounge, I must have been counted!"

Luo Baixue smiled bitterly in her heart, and promised in a good voice that the crew would change the lounge for her, and the producer would compensate her later.

And Luo Baiyue stared at the canopy ruler in his hand.

This kind of thing is not a talisman, and it is not easy for someone to give it to others. It is probably the person behind it—that is, Chu Ningyuan—his own thing.That is to say, based on this, Chu Ningyuan can be traced behind with magic.

"Master, please help our crew put an end to such insidious schemes!" Director Zhang bowed to Luo Baiyue.Looking at it from everywhere, everyone has long believed in the ability of this young master.If his master with a sense of demeanor doesn't make a move, he shouldn't make a move. The apprentice is already powerful enough.

Luo Baiyue nodded: "The matter of being entrusted with loyalty. Since I have come to the crew at Miss Luo's request, I will completely solve it for you."

He asked Director Zhang to borrow an empty room, asked for some boiling water, closed the door, and threw the wood into the boiling kettle.The wood was excited by the boiling water, and immediately spread layers of black mist, and the black layers were superimposed, and gradually precipitated like flocs.

A colorless flame flicked away from the young man's palm, enveloping the black floc and burning it up.

He is not as versatile as in the world of self-cultivation, and he has gone the way of reducing ten meetings with one force.According to Huaxia's theory, the power of light is precisely the aura of the most yang and the most benevolent, which firmly restrains this kind of yin and evil magic weapon.

The young man suppressed the evil thing, and then flipped his hands and fingers, drawing complicated and gorgeous symbols out of thin air, forming a hot golden disc with winding curves, and the golden cursive Western symbols laid out mysterious patterns.

The golden talisman shrank slowly, and pressed against the canopy ruler where the strange black mist continued to emerge from the boiling water. The latter seemed to sense the ominousness, trembling and flickering like a living thing, but was tightly embraced by the golden awn, bit by bit The parcel quickly fell into the golden disc, turned into powder within a breath, and then dissipated like green smoke.

Luo Baiyue raised the corners of his mouth, followed the causal line floating in the air, quickly made seals with his hands again, and a dazzling light stabbed away following the traces of causality that were about to dissipate.

Tens of kilometers away, Chu Ningyuan, who was chatting with several guests from the Xuanqing faction, suddenly hissed miserably, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"...The real person is not feeling well today, so we won't bother you."

Those few guests glanced at each other quickly, said goodbye quickly, and resolutely shook their heads and left no matter how Chu Ningyuan's fifth senior brother tried to persuade him to stay.

The fifth senior brother was anxious and angry, knowing that the other party spoke nicely, he kept saying to visit another day, but he would never come back.

Although the Xuanqing faction maintains the title of the number one sect, in terms of strength, it is increasingly being caught up by the Tong family in city B and the Zhufeng Pavilion in city C. They are planning to further develop their relationship with the officials and stabilize their own power.

This time is a very good opportunity. A person with great power from abroad has been calculated in the party struggle. Hearing that there are many talents in the Chinese metaphysics circle, he quietly contacted the official based on his good relationship with Huaguo, hoping to find a master for help.The people from the supernatural event processing department took the big man's cronies to several sects to "eat and chat" privately, and exchanged information with the masters.

If this task is done well, that big man can win huge benefits for Huaguo, and the master who has done meritorious service can imagine how the government will benefit from it, both openly and secretly.It can be said that the Xuanqing faction is gearing up to win this opportunity.

Chu Ningyuan vomited blood. At a small level, it was disrespectful and gave people a bad impression. At a high level, whether it was calculated by others or was backlashed by the calculation, it was a sign of insufficient strength.

All the members of the Xuanqing Sect had praised him for his extraordinary talent. He was the key disciple of the Xuanqing Sect and the disciple whose suzerain placed the highest hopes on him.What do you think?

Oh, this is the disciple you have cultivated vigorously, but it’s just mediocre.

The valued disciples are like this, so what about this sect?

Who would value this sect?

It would be fine if the Xuanqing sect was really much stronger than other sects, but several sects are not weak. Song Changqi is No. 1 in the Xiu-True Realm, but success in cultivation does not mean that he has the best ability to solve private affairs.Since everyone is similar, if these distinguished guests had other choices, how could they consider the Xuanqing School?

This time the Xuanqing faction tried their best to win over these foreign friends, hoping to take this opportunity to make the Xuanqing faction rise to a higher level in the eyes of the country, but it was ruined like this!

"What's the matter with you?"

The fifth senior brother was anxious and rushed back to the living room to question him.

Chu Ningyuan's clothes were stained with blood, her chest felt oppressed, and she felt spiritual power surging in her body, obviously suffering from an internal injury, even small movements like opening her mouth felt pain in her sternum.

What's going on here?How did he know? !

Chu Ningyuan was enduring the pain, when she heard fifth senior brother Xia Dong's questioning, she felt aggrieved and annoyed: I, as a junior, suffered such a serious injury, and as a senior, I didn't just ask him what was going on, instead of asking about his health.

"I don't know." He gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, "I haven't been a beginner for a long time, so I don't understand the way of cultivation like my senior brother."

He was humble in his mouth, but he was very upset in his heart: It's been nearly ten years since I started the business and I haven't established a foundation yet. What right does such a person have to yell at me?

Seeing his pain, Xia Dong calmed down a little, calmed down his anger, helped him to rest on the back bed, took his pulse to confirm that there was no serious problem, and hurried out after a few instructions, trying to find a way to see if he could remedy what happened today .Behind him, Chu Ningyuan looked at his back with an unpredictable expression:

This is brother.He actually left him here.

Chu Ningyuan stuffed a healing pill into her mouth, propped herself up and got out of bed, and went to find Song Changqi.Because of the injury, he couldn't even use spells, and he couldn't transmit sound, and many old-school cultivators didn't use mobile phones.So he had to find someone by himself.

Unexpectedly, when I got to the door, I found that the door of the main room was closed, and a woman who was practicing sword in the open space next to her said loudly: "Master has suddenly felt something in the past few days, so he is closed."

closed?

Chu Ningyuan gritted her teeth, supported her body and turned around slowly.

His sluggishness and pale face were seen by the woman.The other party put away the sword and came over, concerned: "What's the matter, Junior Brother? Do you feel unwell?"

——This person is Song Changqi's second apprentice, Fu Yitong, who joined the Xuanqing Sect when he was less than ten years old. He is now thirty years old, but unfortunately he has not yet established a foundation.

Although Chu Ningyuan took the pills to relieve the pain, but after all, she couldn't completely erase the pain.

The loss and helplessness of not being able to find Song Changqi, coupled with the severe pain, irritability, discomfort, pain and other negative emotions made him not in the mood to maintain his expression at all, and the disdain that was faintly entangled in his chest towards Xia Dong finally couldn't hide it at this moment , revealing:

"I got hurt a little, but I thought the senior sister might not be able to help me much, so I went back to rest."

The contempt in his eyes was fleeting, but a cultivator has sharp eyes and can see clearly.

Fu Yitong originally wanted to help carry him back with a magic weapon, but at this moment he just sneered and watched him stagger away.

look down on her?

Ah.The arrogance of this genius is really uncomfortable.

The woman turned around, but instead of holding the sword, she raised her hand and called a teenage outer disciple: "Little Tiger."

"Sister, tell me."

"The things in our Fulu Hall seem to be in short supply recently?"

"Yes."

"My little junior brother is very talented. The master said that he should not rely too much on external things, and should cultivate himself more. If this is the case, if the supply of talismans he wants is in short supply in the future, he should hold on to others first. ... In addition, those talismans , choose weaker ones and sell them to him. It’s also an experience.”

... What kind of experience is this called?

The outer disciples slandered in their hearts, but saluted respectfully: "Yes."

Fu Yitong smiled with satisfaction.

She is weak in cultivation, and it is not for nothing that she has occupied the title of the suzerain's second eldest disciple for so many years.The first-hand talisman is something that masters who are friends with master's peers will also praise.Because her cultivation is not good enough, she is not in charge of the Fulu Hall, but almost all the main works in it are painted by her.If you look down on her, don't use her talisman.

Chu Ningyuan suffered internal injuries here, and there was a disturbance in the sect, but at Luo Baiyue's place, he destroyed all of Chu Ningyuan's arrangements, and walked out of the room with ease: "It's fine."

"Is it all right?" Luo Baixue felt dazed when she saw the relaxed smile of her younger brother wearing a mask: What has troubled her and the entire production crew for so long, and made them worry about it for so long, is this how to solve it?

"Yeah, it's all right." Luo Baiyue nodded, "I followed the other party's arrangement and tracked him down, causing him to suffer backlash. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to recover for a while."

But the other party is the protagonist, who knows what luck is waiting for him?Maybe it will be resurrected with full blood tomorrow.

The crew breathed a sigh of relief.But Director Zhang thought more: "...I don't know who is attacking us. This person is injured, is there someone else?"

"What does Director Zhang mean?" Luo Bai glanced at him sideways, "Need me to set up a large formation to prevent various spells?"

"If you don't mind..." Director Zhang coughed lightly, showing a sincere expression.

Of course, Luo Baiyue had no reason not to agree.This is my own crew.

He took out a pen, and drew meandering lines on the wall under the surprised eyes of everyone.The gurgling ink flowing from the tip of the pen is actually golden.

Many people stared at this pen:

"I thought drawing talismans required brush cinnabar?"

"This must be the master's magic weapon, and it is naturally better than a brush."

Luo Bai heard it more and only smiled.This is an ordinary fountain pen, but it is infused with light magic, which is more useful and useful than the so-called magic weapon.

After drawing a large defensive formation, even Luo Baiyue took a breath of exhaustion: the aura in this world is still too thin.Fortunately, he has a godhead, his energy will recover by himself, and he will be radiant again in an instant.

"That's all right, and your crew won't have any problems afterwards." The young man put away his pen, and everyone could hear the confidence in his tone.

There is no problem?

The director and the leading actors exchanged glances: How confident is this, no matter who the other party can invite, they can't break through this formation?

They have already seen the scene where the young man finds out all kinds of problems in an understatement, so of course they don't think he is lying.That is to say, this master has absolute confidence, stronger than others.

Whether this is true is not certain, but this is still just a disciple. What is the level of that inscrutable master?

Such a master is really hard to come by.Who can guarantee that they will not encounter something that needs help in a lifetime?

The group of people moved their minds slightly, watching Luo Baiyue and Luo Baixue walking towards the outside of the set with a smile on their face, they stopped them one after another: "Master, you have worked hard today, why don't you stay and have a meal together?"

"Yes, yes, there is a very good restaurant in the film and television city. It is said that he is the master chef of the ancestors, and he has learned a lot. The two masters and Mr. Luo don't know if they can show respect?"

"The two of you have helped the crew a lot, and I have to thank you for whatever you say..."

Sentences of retention and invitation, Luo Baixue glanced at Luo Baiyue with some embarrassment, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Your master?"

That expert is not something ordinary people can invite, right?If the master doesn't go, how can there be any reason for the apprentice to go on his own?

Luo Baiyue didn't plan to go eat either.One is that he has a high-cold image that seems to be more "superior"; second, he can't wear a mask when eating; third, he is still a little anxious to go home—of course it is not his house, but Mu Shichen's— —Accompany (he unilaterally identified) Lao Gong.

So, everyone heard the old man "Yuelu" say: "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but I, an old man, don't want to join in the fun. I'd better go back to S city to rest early."

The crew had no choice but to force them to stay, so they had to watch Miss Luo leave with the two masters.

It was already dark when Luo Baiyue returned to Mu Shichen's house.

The invisible young man moved his lips, walked through the door and entered the room, and saw the tall man half-kneeling on the balcony at this time, looking at the kitten curled up in the cat's nest with some worry: "Chengzi, are you sick? You go to the veterinarian? Why haven't you been alive for two days? You only know how to sleep."

Luo Bai couldn't laugh or cry—the paper cat he cut out, even if it had magic power attached to it, the power was limited, of course, it should be used sparingly, so it didn't move as long as it could, and obediently nested in the cat's nest and pretended to sleep.

I thought cats were snoozing, but Mu Shichen became suspicious.

He hurriedly turned into a cat, and merged with the cat formed by the spell. In a blink of an eye, he moved his limbs and stretched out his paws, and threw himself on the man's knee, and elongated his voice sweetly: "Mi~~~"

That cry was so tender that it could drip water.

"Hey, baby."

With a smile on Mu Shichen's face, he picked up the little cat and shook it in his arms: "Have you slept enough? Do you want Dad to play with you?"

As he spoke, he picked up a wooden pole with a cloth mouse tied to the top of the pole.

Luo Baiyue felt a thunderbolt flash in his brain.He didn't know whether it was better to be shocked by Mu Shichen's caring and childlike innocence first, or to be shocked by Tang Tang, a big man...a man who can stir up wind and rain...a man who can do anything...to play with a cloth mouse. good.

"Come on, Orange, jump!"

Before Luo Baiyue's brain could react, the thing in front of him shook. The beautiful color, cute shape, and Mu Shichen's deep and gentle voice all made Luo Baiyue, who had returned to his cat body, a bit bigger cat head. Unable to turn around, instinctively, he spread his legs and jumped...

"Yes, sweet boy! Awesome!"

A big warm hand rubbed its hairy head rewardingly.

I... what did I do...? !

Shock flashed in a pair of big glass-colored eyes. It lowered its head, looked at the puppet that was thrown between its two paws, and froze its body belatedly.

He, a man who stirs the wind and the rain.

During the day, he was majestic outside, but at night, he was humiliatingly playing with a cloth mouse.Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?