Although he broke up with the Pingbo Dao people and the smallpox Dao people, Qian Ruohua's hospitality was no different from before, and he was just as attentive and thoughtful. Han Yiming knew why he was here at this time, and he was undoubtedly thoughtful about the little thought in the hearts of Pingbo Dao people. He came to be considerate to himself for the people of Pingbodao. If it weren't for this, I don't know what he was! But if he didn't show it, he wouldn't have to expose it.

As usual, the two talked a few times, occasionally gossiping a few inconsequential words. After dinner, Qian Ruohua took his disciples to leave. Han Yiming saw that the sky was still bright, so he also closed the door and went out for a walk. He didn't go to the place where the disciples of the Pingbo Daoist lived, but came to the main hall where he went yesterday.

In the main hall, there was a faint light, and Han Yiming knew that it was the light of the ever-bright lamp. Then he approached, and yesterday he didn't see the secret room of the Pingbo Dao people. I don't know if I might see you again today? Although he let go of the deer king, Han Yiming didn't know if what he did was right. The people of Pingbodao will town it here, and there must be his sake. But will it really bring disaster if you let it go? If so, then what is good? When I walked to the front of the main hall, I saw that the black tripod was full of incense sticks, and the incense and candles had already burned out.

He stood for a while, and there was no movement around the big ding. Han Yiming turned around, only to see that inside the carved door, the ever-bright lamp flickered on and off, and in the yellow halo, there was a person sitting on the futon on the ground. Han Yiming looked at his back as if he was concentrating, so he wanted to walk away quietly. He only raised his footsteps here, and the man had already said, "Little friend, come in and sit down." Before he turned his head, he made a sound, Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, looked left and right, and saw no one, he was calling himself. Settle down, stretch out his hand to open the door, and step into the temple.

There were several permanent lamps in the hall, and the lights were dim, reflecting the person more and more strangely. When Han Yiming heard his words, he already knew that he was a smallpox Taoist. But he sat alone here, and he must have been waiting for himself. Han Yiming didn't want to go with him more often, but when he heard him call himself, he still walked into the house, and he also wanted to hear what he had to say. He mingled with the Pingbodao people, and he must have understood what the Pingbodao people were thinking, and if he said a few words to him, he was afraid that he would also know something that he could not know.

The smallpox Taoist sat on the futon, I don't know what the hell he was doing, Han Yiming walked into the hall, he didn't look back, he was still busy with his actions, Han Yiming didn't interrupt him, just stood aside and looked at the few points of the everlasting light. Some of these lanterns are jars, and some are huge sea bowls, large or small, lined up on the ground one by one. Several jars were placed on the ground, but the bowls were not placed on the ground, but a few long filaments hung from the beams of the house, and hung them in the air.

These bowls of lamps are high or low, the high ones cast a shadow below, but the low ones could not illuminate the house, reflecting the already gloomy main hall even more gloomy. The smallpox Taoist did not turn around, nor did he stand up, but still sat on the futon, not knowing what he was doing. Han Yiming didn't want to look at what he did, looking closely at the height of these bowls of lamps, it seemed to be intentional, but he didn't understand the meaning. I had to guess to myself.

The smallpox Taoist seemed to have eyes on his back, and he said to him without looking back: "Little friend, what do you think of these lights?" Han Yiming didn't answer, but just looked at the bowls of lamps again. Smallpox Dao said: "These ever-bright lanterns are lit according to a magic circle set up by the head of the Pingbo Dao in the past. This magic circle has the purpose of suppressing evil and subduing demons, and for strange demons, it can be used to lower pressure. Don't look at these lights and think that there is a lack of sesame oil money in this view, but now there are many pilgrims who come to worship and ask for blessings and longevity. The incense here is really prosperous, and a few fewer lamps are not to save these sesame oil money in the view, and Pingbo Dao Chang does not have to care about these sesame oil money in this view. Let these bowls of lamps be lit here, firstly, with the help of the sincere power of pilgrims, and secondly, because this place has been made into a magic circle for hundreds of years, and these lamps are enough. Adding more lights will only break its work. So you can only see these few lights. However, the pilgrims did not understand the purpose of the circle, and they only had to see the everlasting lamps of their houses burning in the temple, and they were satisfied. ”

Han Yiming said: "I see, thank you for your advice." Smallpox said: "Don't underestimate these lights, they are extraordinary." Han Yiming's heart moved, the effect was extraordinary? Is it the effect of seeking happiness and longevity, or is the effect of suppressing evil and subduing demons extraordinary? Although the secret room is under the Great Ding, but trying to form here may not mean that there is no meaning of the things hidden in the secret room of the town.

Smallpox Daoist humane: "Most of the people who can come here to enjoy incense are people who have a relationship with the Taoist. The Taoist chief is also quite selective about the offerings, first of all, there must be a Taoist edge, and secondly, the eight characters and five elements must be able to cooperate with this magic circle. If you don't cooperate, it's useless. He has only these nine ever-bright lamps here, but there are many people who come to worship. There are not a hundred but also ninety, not only in the border city, but also in other places of worship, come from afar, in order to only light an everlasting lamp here. Haven't you noticed, little kid, that there are only nine lamps here, and there are no more. Han Yiming had already seen that there were three large vats and two small vats on the ground, and there were four sea bowls hanging in the air. He doesn't know how to use magic circles, spells, etc., so he can only watch the excitement. As for the mystery, I don't know anything about it. I only know that these nine ever-bright lamps are scattered and scattered.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew outside, and the nine lights in the hall swayed, Han Yiming said: "Won't the wind blow out the everlasting lantern?" The smallpox Taoist smiled: "The wind will be extinguished as soon as it blows, where can it be regarded as an everlasting lamp? This lamp is very beneficial to the magic circle, so let's say to you, most of the power of the magic circle comes from the magic circle itself, and the small half comes from these nine permanent lights." Han Yiming said in his heart: "The power of the magic circle, what does he mean by saying this to me? There is a magic circle here, which is a secret to outsiders, unless this magic circle is only for the purpose of seeking happiness and longevity." But this magic circle is obviously used by him in addition to seeking happiness and longevity! But he clearly told me, what is the meaning of it?" Thinking of this, he looked back at the secret room that was revealed last night, and said, "According to what the Taoist chief said, that Dading is also one of the magic circles?"

The smallpox Daoist stood up, turned to look at him for a long time, and said, "Your eyesight is good! You understand the essence of the magic circle very well!" Han Yiming's face was silent, but he was taken aback in his heart, he just said it casually, but it was really like this, and he was speechless for a while.

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Hehe, it's been another week, and it's only Monday and I'm thinking about the weekend, it's so greedy!