"No...it's okay."

There is a faint purple mist floating in the deepest part of Ouyang Rong's eyes, and an ancient clock appears.

He immediately turned over his hands and put away the two things. Without having time to ask any more questions, he thanked Su Dalang and left the Su Mansion with his head buried all the way, returning to the Meilin Courtyard.

In the study room, facing Ye Weilai who approached him with a concerned look on his face, Ouyang Rong explained a few words, mentioned Xie Lingjiang's outing, and then found an excuse to send the white-haired maid away.

The study was locked, Ouyang Rong frowned and sat down, took a lantern, put the moonlight sword aside, opened the red cloth, and revealed a bronze animal face inside.

This thing was not unfamiliar to him. It was the thing worn by the Jade Immortal. It was seized by the junior sister during the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Ouyang Rong frowned, sometimes touching the bronze beast's face with his hand, and sometimes moving his hand away. Repeated several times, deep in his eyes, an ancient clock shrouded in purple mist appeared faintly, appearing and disappearing for a while.

"What kind of blessing is this? It's the same as the blessing from the Pure Land Palace. It's triggered when you touch it. It's strange..."

Ouyang Rong thought for a while but did not act immediately. He turned to look at another bamboo slip inside the red cloth, which was together with the bronze fake bread.

When I opened it, I saw that it was indeed my junior sister's handwriting.

Ouyang Rong scanned it quickly.

The junior sister said that when she went to Gezao Mountain, she took the opportunity to inquire about this bronze mask. This object may be a mythical artifact called "Mirage Mask" in the legend, which is owned by some magical magicians.

, can transform into the appearance of others.

The junior sister suspected that the Jade Fairy was able to pretend to be Ouyang Rong and disrupt the ribbon-cutting ceremony because of the magic function of this object.

However, the junior sister tried to inject spiritual energy, but there was no change. I don't know if it is broken or if it is bound to a specific person and requires special Qi training channels to use it.

Other than that, this thing should be harmless, so the junior sister felt relieved and handed it over to Ouyang Rong for disposal.

There was also the moonlight sword, which the junior sister kept behind for Ouyang Rong to defend himself.

In addition, at the end of the bamboo slip, there are some words urging him to pay attention to safety.

Ouyang Rong felt a warm feeling in his heart. After a while, he put down the bamboo slips, with a solemn expression on his face, picked up this simple and strange mirage mask, closed his eyes and muttered:

"Fifteen hundred merits? Just a big ass mask, 1.5 Vera?

"But it doesn't seem to have a special color. There is only purple mist on the fortune clock, and there is no distinguishing feature... Do you want to exchange it? Forget it, I have 20,000 anyway, so what are you afraid of? Can you still suck me dry?"

Ouyang Rong repeatedly determined the merit value required for this blessing.

Under the illumination of the lights, a trembling shadow of an ancient bell in purple mist appeared in his eyes. Ouyang Rong closed his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes, and the shadow in his eyes disappeared.

Blessing exchange.

"Why is there no movement..." Ouyang Rong frowned just now, but in the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

In the dimly lit study, a strange purple mist surged out from Ouyang Rong's eyebrows, followed his shoulders and arms, and poured into the mirage mask held in his palm!

Ouyang Rong's eyes widened, "Why is there such a big movement this time!"

He jumped out in shock, and the mirage mask fell on the table with a "ding-dong" sound, but the purple mist pouring out of his forehead still connected Ouyang Rong's fingertips to the mask.

The purple mist seemed invisible and without substance, but it made the Mirage Mask tremble slightly.

Ouyang Rong didn't know how much time had passed.

The purple haze gradually disappeared.

In the merit tower at Ouyang Rongxin Lake, the blessing bell returned to silence.

On the desk outside, a bronze animal face lay quietly on the table.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips slightly, bent down, and took a closer look.

The lifelike carved animal-faced eyes flickered with purple light for a moment, then disappeared inwardly.

When Ouyang Rong saw it, he suddenly felt blessed and felt that he had vaguely established a special connection with this mirage mask.

It's as if... this thing is part of his body.

"Is this... similar to recognizing the owner as mine?"

Ouyang Rong was thoughtful and stretched out his palm, but it immediately stopped in mid-air, and his brows gradually gathered:

"What is the origin of this Merit Tower and Fortune Bell? I used to think it was some kind of golden finger of causality, and it didn't even belong to this world.

"But this time, some strange purple mist actually poured out, affecting the Qi Practitioner's mythical artifact... Could this tower and this bell be related to the Qi Practitioner?"

There was a long silence in front of the desk. A young man grabbed a mask and lowered his head to put it on.

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The moon is on the branches, and the night is getting darker.

An official residence not far from Luming Street.

There is a courtyard that is being strictly guarded by 80% of the people inside and 80% of the people outside, with people patrolling and watching constantly.

Yan Liulang followed Xie Lingjiang's arrangements a few days ago and came to the house where the Jade Fairy was imprisoned tonight to keep vigil and patrol.

He walked around the house, lowered his head to check, and frowned:

"It's strange. I obviously took the last antidote pill last night, but why haven't I woke up yet? Master Xie has gone away in the afternoon. Hey, let's wait and see for another day."

On a silent hospital bed, a fat priestess lay flat on the bed, her eyes closed and unconscious, her limbs tied with iron chains. Her breathing was weak and her rhythm did not change.

Yan Liulang looked at it for a while, shook his head and muttered, then turned and walked towards the door.

This guy is finally gone!

On the hospital bed, the Jade Fairy's eyes opened slightly, then closed them immediately, and she waited quietly. With a sneer in her heart, she began to think about how to escape.

But the next second, the face of the Jade Lady Fairy changed suddenly, her throat sweetened, and she blurted out: "Who is it!"

"Humph, I already knew you were pretending to be dead!"

Yan Liulang held the knife and snorted coldly, but before he could turn around and use the backup plan arranged by Miss Xie, on the bed behind him, the exclamation of the Jade Lady Fairy suddenly stopped, and she saw her face full of fear and her body twitching.

He spat out a mouthful of old blood, tilted his neck, rolled up the whites of his eyes, and fainted again.

Yan Liulang:......

Yan Liulang and the several big men who rushed in and ambushed the door looked at each other.

The atmosphere is a little awkward.
Chapter completed!