Regardless of the crowing news of the Cangshan Sect for now, the news of the capital must be uncirculated among the people, which is equivalent to people from the two worlds and does not have much intersection. However, for the officials and practitioners of the capital, the news that the Fengyi Sect leader is about to arrive still caused a shock.

Almost everyone is unsure and doesn’t know what impact the other person’s arrival will have.

However, just as many people were muttering secretly, Qi Lu should eat and drink. After designing the formation planting, few people who were blindly asked for trouble for him, and his life returned to calmness.

I spent almost every day in my practice. When I had nothing to do, I confirmed what I learned with Lu Xiangsi and Ji Wuli, and then taught my disciples. This kind of life is really beautiful.

“What are you doing?”

After practicing, he talked to Zhang. Lu Xiangsi came to the front yard and watched Qi Lu curling some metal objects, and knocking them so hard that they made people feel a little confused.

"This is a good thing."

Qi Lu picked up the trumpet-shaped and slender thing, raised it in front of his eyes and gestured, then blew it at the mouth of the tube, "Bar..."

The rapid and harsh sound came directly from the loudspeaker and filled the entire Qi Mansion.

He tried to adjust several syllables, and as Lu Xiangsi became more and more strange, the people in the mansion were watching with horror, they started playing happily.

As soon as the suona sounds, eight dishes and one soup.

"What happened?"

“It sounds so ugly…”

"I heard from the young master that this is also a kind of musical instrument, but... this can also be regarded as a musical instrument?!"

"Can you...?"

...

The discussions of the people covering their ears did not hinder Qi Lu's interest. They still shook their heads happily. Looking at the expression, they were indeed deeply intoxicated.

"not bad."

Music... For the time being, compare this harsh sound to music. After the music stopped, Qi Lu patted his body with satisfaction, then placed it aside, and then turned his gaze to the pile of paper in front of him.

To be precise, this is not "paper", but yellow paper with the same material as the one used in the talisman. After soaking and refining through special methods, the entire paper is shining with inspiration.

The bamboo was cut into slender strips, and after being washed by spiritual power, it was very considerable in terms of toughness and firmness.

"This is……"

Lu Xiangsi's head was full of question marks, while Qi Lu patted her knees excitedly and introduced: "Oh, this is what I plan to be a spiritual paper man, specially used for funerals."

Lu Xiangsi: "???"

I know every word you say, but after combining it into one sentence, I suddenly don’t understand it?

"What are you doing this?"

She found that she seemed to be a little difficult to understand Qi Lu's brain circuit. Isn't this thing available in the funeral shop? Who is going to give me a funeral? I actually need to make this kind of thing with my own hands...

"I think I have nothing to do recently and may use this kind of thing in the future, so I will make it first for emergencies."

It sounds like cursing her own people. For a moment, Lu Xiangsi's face became more and more strange. If she hadn't known Qi Lu's character, just relying on this sentence, she would have wanted to pat the other person to death.

Perhaps because he discovered the strangeness in the other party's eyes and understood what Lu Xiangsi was thinking, Qi Lu put down his work, pointed to the pile of parts, and said with a smile: "You can treat them as magic tools. I will try to combine the scriptures to convert the talismans with them. When the time comes to convert ghosts, I don't need to do it myself. Just change the spirit stones regularly."

Lu Xiangsi:...

Thinking of the future when Qi Lu swung his sleeves, he suddenly appeared with more than ten spiritual paper people, each playing the ugly suona, shaking his head, and laughing happily and making fun of the scene of replacing ghosts...

Lu Xiangsi couldn't help but shivered.

This is a turning of sad things into a rhythm of joy and delight!

Thinking about the mood of those ghosts at that time, even if they can’t speak, they will definitely thank Qi Lu’s eight generations of ancestors in their hearts, right?

Just too much!

What kind of slutty things are these!

"More than that, I plan to organize them into two teams. One team of spiritual paper men is specially used for the control of the sewage, and the other team of spiritual paper men is doing something to shake things up. This division of labor and cooperation is for the enemy, and this one-stop service will definitely make them feel at home."

“It’s…a very…a chic idea.”

Lu Xiangsi really didn't know what to say. After saying this 'praise', she fled directly, "I suddenly realized that I want to practice, so I won't disturb you from thinking."

How could Qi Lu not guess what the other party was thinking at this time? He was amused by the other party's expression and laughed until he saw Lu Xiangsi's back disappearing from the corner, and then he withdrew his gaze and started to design.

It was not until sunset that Qi Lu pasted the pile of parts in front of him. The suona was also a piece and neatly arranged in two rows. There were twenty-four spiritual paper men, which was quite spectacular.

He took the pen and ink and outlined their eyes, noses and mouths one by one. In order to facilitate the suona playing, Qi Lu also designed the mouth of the Lingzhi people to be able to open and close. His lifelike appearance, if he queued out in the middle of the night, would inevitably scare the people.

It's really...

Too weird.

Even the servants in the mansion couldn't help but stay away from him after seeing what Qi Lu had done, secretly wondering if the young master was stimulated?

However, Qi Lu still looked happy and snapped his fingers happily. He saw the twelve spiritual paper men in the first team lifting the suona in their hands, shaking their heads and playing. Those who don’t know what they thought that their family was going to get married.

With a thought, he looked at the other twelve spiritual paper men in the second row. He saw that the other party directly hung the suona to his waist, spewed a ball of flame out of his mouth, burned a piece of wooden stake prepared in advance into powder, grabbed a handful, and scattered it in the wind.

If it's just like this, it's okay. But Qi Lu didn't know which brain circuit was wrong, but he actually added a "cry" to them. The sound was so resentful, like sip and sobbing. Coupled with the rising corners of his mouth, the surrounding aura became more strange and gloomy.

A strange atmosphere spread throughout the Qi Mansion. Zhang, who couldn't stand it, took a broom from the back house and rushed out, "Do you want to be angry to death for your mother?"

The gloomy voice came to an abrupt end, replaced by Qi Lu's constant begging for mercy with his smiling face...
Chapter completed!