txolops Chapter 11 The vengeful spirit becomes ink, the paper's eye sees through the ghosts.
Chapter 11 The vengeful spirit becomes ink, the paper's eye sees through the ghosts.
The nights in Changning County have never felt so long.
The commotion in front of the Shen family's gate gradually subsided after that earth-shattering roar, leaving behind only an even more oppressive silence.
All factions are watching closely, wondering who this mysterious armored man who dares to provoke Master Yin is.
Meanwhile, Gu Yan, the instigator, had already returned to the paper-making shop.
He locked the doors and windows and pasted on some ordinary talismans to ward off evil spirits.
Under the oil lamp, the "vengeful handkerchief" that had been torn from the ghost matchmaker lay quietly on the table.
It looked tattered and worn, embroidered with a few eerie black peonies, and exuded a nauseating stench of decay and a chilling aura.
Gu Yan did not touch it directly with his hands, but instead wore a pair of specially made deerskin gloves.
[Damaged artifact detected: vengeful spirit handkerchief]
[Contains strong resentment and malevolent energy; can be refined.]
[Should it be refined?]
refining.
Gu Yan did not hesitate.
As soon as he had a thought, the handkerchief suddenly ignited without fire, emitting wisps of eerie green smoke.
The smoke didn't dissipate; instead, it seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, slowly gathering in Gu Yan's palm.
A bone-chilling coldness seeped into his meridians.
In the past, this chill would have been enough to make Gu Yan seriously ill.
But now, his internal energy was like a furnace, and the masculine heat generated by his Iron Sand Palm instantly counterattacked, enveloping and refining the yin coldness.
Yin and Yang interact, and water and fire are in harmony.
A moment later, the handkerchief turned into a pile of ashes, and in Gu Yan's hand, there was a drop of pitch-black liquid.
The liquid was viscous and deep, containing endless malice, yet exuding a strange allure.
[Materials Obtained: Vengeful Spirit Ink (Rare)]
[Purpose: Used for finishing touches on high-grade paper figurines, imbuing them with greater spirituality and special curse abilities.]
This is a good thing.
A glint of light flashed in Gu Yan's eyes.
Ordinary ink dots can only give paper figures the most basic ability to move.
Using this vengeful spirit ink, the paper figure might be able to cast spells or launch mental attacks.
He turned to look at the fierce-looking man standing to the side.
Although this behemoth has off-the-charts physical attack and amazing defense, its attack methods are too limited; it only knows how to fight head-on.
If you encounter a ghost without a physical form, the effect will be greatly reduced.
Perfect, I'll upgrade you.
Gu Yan found an extremely fine wolf-hair brush and carefully dipped it into the drop of vengeful spirit ink.
Instead of directly touching the Iron-Boneed Fiend's eyes, he slowly drew a vertical eye on its brow.
As the brush fell, the vengeful ink seeped into the hard, armored paper.
"Buzz".
The Iron-Boned Ferocious God shuddered, and a faint, eerie light emanated from the originally dark yellow paper surface.
The vertical eye between his brows suddenly opened, and it was not like a lifeless object painted on, but a real demonic eye flowing with black light.
[Iron-Boned Ferocious God successfully enhanced.]
[New Feature: Eye of Truth (Can see through low-level illusions, inflicts mental shock on ghostly targets, and can directly devour weak wandering souls).]
Become!
Gu Yan was overjoyed.
With this magic eye, even if I encounter a sedan chair that can unleash black snake magic like the one I just saw, I can see through its true nature at a glance and even directly counter it.
Physical exorcism combined with mental intimidation—that's the perfect battle strategy.
After dealing with the spoils, Gu Yan did not rest.
Although the battle just now was exhilarating, it also made him realize the danger.
The "Master Yin" in the sedan chair hasn't even shown his face yet, and even a mere ghost matchmaker under his command has such power. If the real Master Yin were to come in person, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match for him now.
I still need to work on my liver; I can't rest.
Gu Yan glanced at the panel.
[Paper Making Technique (Mastery): 866/2000]
Iron Palm (Beginner): 45/200
The progress in martial arts is still too slow.
Although there is the aid of medicinal baths, the human body has its limits. You can only train for two or three hours a day at most, and any more than that will cause injury.
On the contrary, with paper-making, as long as you can keep going, you can keep doing it.
Gu Yan pulled out a large bundle of thick hemp paper from under the bed.
Tonight, he doesn't plan to make any more of those large fighting paper figures.
That material is too expensive and takes up too much space; the shop is already overflowing.
He planned to do some delicate work.
For example... paper eyes.
This is a special little technique that I learned after mastering the art of paper-making.
Cut a specially made piece of paper into the shape of an eye, dot it with spiritual ink, and stick it in a certain place to make it a fixed surveillance camera.
Gu Yan picked up the scissors, her fingers flying across the paper.
In no time, dozens of paper holes the size of a fingernail were formed.
He used ordinary ink to dot the eyes; although the effect wasn't as good as the vengeful spirit ink, it was sufficient.
[Making regular paper holes, experience +2]
[Making regular paper holes, experience +2]
……
Although the experience points are few, they are plentiful and consume very little.
An hour later, hundreds of paper dotted with paper were piled up in front of Gu Yan.
He divided the paper holes into several small cloth bags and handed them to several small paper mice.
Go ahead.
As soon as the command was given, the paper mice, carrying cloth bags, scurried out through the mouse hole in the corner of the wall.
Their target is every corner of Changning County.
The backyard of the county government office, the eaves of the Black Dragon Gang headquarters, the beams of the City God Temple, and even the walls of the Shen family mansion.
Gu Yan intends to turn the entire Changning County into his surveillance network overnight.
Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to survive a hundred battles.
Only by acquiring sufficient intelligence can he find the safest way out or gain the greatest benefit in the impending storm.
After all this was done, it was already getting cold.
Gu Yan stretched, and his bones cracked.
He walked to the window and pushed it open a crack.
On the streets outside, early-rising vendors have already started setting up their stalls. Even though such a major event happened last night, life must go on for ordinary people.
As long as you don't die on your own head, you'll still have to work hard for those few coins.
Suddenly, Gu Yan's gaze sharpened.
He saw a crowd gathered in front of the notice board on the street corner.
Several constables are posting new notices.
Gu Yan closed his eyes and connected to a paper hole that had just been pasted under the eaves of a nearby house.
The image was transmitted clearly.
It was a wanted poster and a bounty notice.
The wanted person is not the armored monster who caused a ruckus at the Shen residence last night.
The portrait depicts a burly monk with a fierce face, and next to it is written:
[Wanted Criminal: Lu Da, the Flowery Monk.]
[Crimes: Colluding with evil spirits, harming the guards of the Shen family, and robbing them of their property.]
[Bounty: Five hundred taels of silver!]
Gu Yan paused for a moment, then a playful smile appeared on his lips.
interesting.
It seems the Shen family isn't stupid, or rather, someone is helping them muddy the waters.
They dared not openly admit that last night's incident was a bizarre wedding robbery, fearing it would cause panic or bring even greater trouble. So they simply found a scapegoat and pinned the blame on a notorious bandit.
In this way, the government had a way out, the Shen family saved face, and the real threat, Master Yin, was temporarily hidden in the shadows.
And this five hundred taels of reward...
Gu Yan touched his chin.
He doesn't lack money, but he lacks a legitimate identity.
An identity that would allow him to openly demonstrate his strength and even navigate this chaotic world.
Perhaps I should change my identity.
A chivalrous knight-errant who fights for justice and kills evil spirits?
No, that's still too flashy.
Gu Yan shook his head and closed the window.
I'd better just stick to being a paper craftsman.
They do business with the dead during the day, and they do business with the dead at night.
As long as no one knows that the armored monster is Gu Yan, then he is the safest onlooker in Changning County.
Of course, if someone insists on coming to his death, he wouldn't mind playing the role of the King of Hell.