The dreamlike scene made the grandfather unable to tell whether it was real or if he was just dreaming. When he reacted, he found himself in tears.

The only thing that is certain is that the big yellow ox in the barn died, with its eyes closed, and died peacefully.

Since that day, no one has seen Uncle Zeng again. Later, people who went to the mountains said that their moral values had collapsed, as if they had been struck by lightning.

All around is scorched earth, traces of Tianwei's rage.

There is no trace of Uncle Zeng's uncle anywhere, no one alive, no corpse dead. There were only a few pieces of torn clothes, scattered in front of the statue of Sanqing.

The people in Taiqing Village thought that Uncle Zeng had done the law and drove away the yellow-skinned people. Thanking for kindness, I erected a clothed mound for my great-uncle's ancestral grave in Taiqing Village.

Grandpa searched for a long time as if he was crazy in morality, and in the later narrative, Grandpa always thought that Uncle Zeng had gone against the way of heaven, vented the heavens, suffered the curse of heaven, and was killed by lightning.

As for why? Grandpa didn't say a word.

Later, until now, there has not been a single yellow skin in Taiqing Village. And the Huangpizi Temple at the head of the village, after that incident, gradually fell into disuse.

Grandpa inherited the mantle of great-uncle, immersed himself in the study of "Dragon and Tiger Records", "Sutu Stargazing Method", "Zhongge Mantra" three ancient books, in addition to going back to the city to visit the grandfather, grandmother and two elders, in Taiqing Village completely rooted.

Fu Lijuan...... It should be said that it was my grandmother, and in the spring of the second year, under the mediation of Village Chief Chen and Captain Zhao, she officially married my grandfather.

When the two went back to the city to see the second elder, they were very happy with their grandfather and grandmother. It is said that this little rabbit cub was okay last time, and this time he came back with a daughter-in-law with a sign!

Later, Grandpa asked about Uncle Zeng, after all, he was his brother. Grandpa didn't hide it, he told everything at that time, and after listening to it, grandpa was silent for a long time, and finally only said one sentence: "He will be strong for the whole life of the founding of the country, and this is to hand over the burden to you." ”

Grandpa understood what Grandpa said, and he expressed his support for him to learn the Tao.

After returning to Taiqing Village, Village Chief Chen approved a homestead for his grandfather and grandmother to the brigade, called the labor force in the village, and built two houses for his grandfather in a prosperous manner.

The following year, my father was born.

When Uncle Zeng was there, he once told his grandfather that he had been a monk all his life, and he hoped that his grandfather would have a home in the future. Grandpa pondered for a long time before he came up with the name 'Jiajun'.

Lin Jiajun is my father, and my father was born with a big brother, that is, Chen Qing. After the two families became neighbors, they moved around more, and by the way, as he grew older, Chen Qing's natural yin and yang eyes did gradually become an ability that gave him a headache.

Moreover, grandpa also knows very well that Chen Qing is smart and studious, but he is not from the aisle door, and it is not beneficial for him to keep that ability.

So when Chen Qing was in the second grade of junior high school, his grandfather, who had a small success in "Dragon and Tiger Technique", borrowed the cockscomb blood of Zhao Erzhuang's 'little flower' to seal Chen Qing's yin and yang eyes.

That big rooster is also powerful, far exceeding the age that a normal rooster can live, and it is also tall and mighty, which is Zhao Erzhuang's capital to show off in the village.

For this matter, grandpa also scolded him and reminded him not to run away one day.

I don't know if anyone heard this, but not long after, the big rooster called Xiaohua was really gone, and judging from the broken part of the rope, it was still pecked by itself.

Because of this, Zhao Erzhuang was depressed and depressed for half a month, and his mother-in-law made a fuss at home, scolding him for being heavy on chickens and not on people.

Taiqing Village is actually a relatively peaceful mountain village most of the time, since Uncle Zeng left, grandpa has served as a 'heavenly master', but except for curing a ghost chongzi, nothing else has happened.

However, some people will look for him to move graves, break ground, or something, and the knowledge of "The Law of Stargazing in the Land" will also come in handy. And after gradually gaining a reputation in the local area, people from afar will also come to invite him and make a generous offer.

Grandpa simply didn't go to the ground, so he built a shed at home and became Mr. Yin and Yang.

The people in the village have given him many titles: real person, immortal, and half-immortal.

Most of the people outside the village call him "Shen Han", "Trickster", and "Mr. Yin and Yang".

However, after dealing with every commission, Grandpa will tell others very seriously that he is a 'Heavenly Master', and the inherited Dao is the Heavenly Master Dao.

That was Uncle Zeng's last request, and it was his life's long-cherished wish.

Time flies, and it is another decade with a stroke of the pen. With the spring breeze of reform and opening up, Hong Kong and Taiwan businessmen have come to the hinterland, and the economies of all parts of the country have recovered.

My father was not the one who learned Taoist spells, and he had a business acumen since he was a child, so he began to do business at the age of sixteen with a confidant surnamed Song.

Taoist things require a fate, so my grandfather didn't force my father to learn those things. And after my father went into business, he became one of the people who 'got rich first'.

It's just that later, for some unknown reason, my father abandoned his hard-earned things again, disappeared incognito, and never even returned home.

Grandpa seemed to know where he was, but even if Grandma asked, he couldn't ask anything.

It was eight years later when my father reappeared, and it wasn't until my sister and I were born that my father began to take root and develop in Nanyue City, and since then he has left Taiqing Village.

Many of these stories were told by my grandfather when my father took me back to my hometown in Taiqing Village, some bizarre and some weird, but I did see the three "Dragon and Tiger Records", "Staying Land Stargazing Method" and "Zhongge Mantra" in my grandfather's study.

There is also the abandoned Huangpizi Temple at the head of the village, the deserted building in the west of the village that no one dares to go to, and the dead children's ditch that has erected a big bluestone and is now unworthy of the name.

And, of course, the Dragon King Temple between Taiqing Village and Baisha Village. According to the old man who watched the temple, it was built decades ago.

I'm curious if there's really a coffin underneath, and if there's really a snake spirit in the coffin. But... Who knows the truth? You can't tear down the Dragon King Temple and dig it out of curiosity, right?

Of course, I also asked my grandfather about this, and when he heard it, he would change the topic with a smile and never discuss it. And when I was a child, when I was taken to Taiqing Village to live with my grandparents, I also encountered some strange things.

For example, my grandfather taught me to practice the Golden Light Mantra and explained some things in the "Dragon and Tiger Technique", and I have also learned some things in the past ten years. It's just that unlike my grandfather, most of those small means have become my capital to 'pretend to be forced' at school.

In fact, I personally don't really believe in legends like gods and monsters. In today's world, there are few things that can't be explained by science.

But what really changed my opinion of "Dragon and Tiger Magic" was because of a story that happened in school. That incident made me realize that what my grandfather said might not be a story, but something that really happened.