After the incantation was recited, the wind was raging in the room, and the red ropes around the walls were pulling countless small bells, which rang vigorously with the rhythm of the soul suppression bell in the old Tao's hand.

The female ghost in palace costume who rushed towards the old way let out a heart-rending scream, which seemed to be able to puncture everyone's eardrums. Sounds of terror echoed throughout the living room on the first floor.

In a moment, the female ghost in the palace costume could no longer withstand the attack of the formation, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Lao Dao hurriedly stepped forward, took out a few auspicious talismans and Tongbao copper coins from the Zhenzong period of the Northern Song Dynasty, and took out the pre-ground cinnabar in a small paper bag, and put a little on each copper coin.

They are pressed on the Jingya forehead Shenting acupoint, the eyebrow center Yintang acupoint, the upper lip Renzhong acupoint, the Yunmen acupoint on the left and right shoulders, and the middle Tanzhong acupoint on the chest, and finally on the navel Shenju acupoint.

In order to prevent the female ghost in the palace costume from breaking free, Lao Dao took out the ink fountain prepared in advance, and poured the black dog blood that could drive away evil spirits into the ink fountain's wire groove.

Although it needs the blood of the black dog that is killed to be useful, because this kind of blood will not lose its spirituality. But the old Taoist didn't have time to prepare, so he just brought some out of the Taoist temple, but now he can't take care of it, so he can barely use it.

Lao Dao pulled open the ink fountain line stained with black dog blood, and even the floor around the female ghost bounced into a grid shape.

The black dog is the most ferocious, so the blood is evil, and the dog blood is also the most yang thing, and it is the most effective to suppress ghosts, plus the old copper coins.

And the copper coins contaminated with the yang energy of tens of thousands of people, combined with the cinnabar of the yang, and urged to stimulate the acupuncture points of the human body that belong to yang, and forcibly forced out the female ghost in the palace.

Ink bucket to ward off evil spirits, dog blood to suppress evil spirits, cinnabar copper coins to ward off evil spirits, and red rope bells on the periphery. Under the net, there is nowhere to escape for the female ghost in the palace.

Under this series of attacks, the female ghost in the palace costume let out a terrible roar. Then the female ghost actually spoke for the first time, but from Jingya's mouth, it was like a sound of gold and iron rubbing. "I won't let you go, you all have to die."

Lao Dao continued to shake the soul bell, and said to the female ghost in the palace; If you don't leave the main body quickly, you will not blame the poor way, and your soul will be scattered. ”

But the female ghost in the palace costume turned a deaf ear to the old intimidation. shouted again and again, "I died so miserably, I want revenge." Lao Dao began to convince him: "The deceased is gone, not to mention that a thousand years have passed." Your grievances, the free public account of the underworld, why should you be obsessed with it, and make mistakes again and again.

As long as you get out of the host's body and restrain your resentment. The poor road will help you to go to the table to reduce some good fortune and karma.

For the unjust souls, the old way is good at these three axes, one fight, two coaxes and three deceptions. Where can the evil consequences of the world be alleviated, otherwise you can wash away the guilt by going to the temple and Taoist temple to worship.

But then again, the so-called putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, the sea of suffering is boundless and the shore is back. They are all great realizations that the mind has reached, where there is a sword, where there is a shore. In a moment's thought, there is no knife in his hand, and the shore is under his feet. There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. Buddhism and Taoism are all the same, all of them are Zen machines.

The female ghost in the palace costume heard about it, and said something old. The screams stopped screaming in an instant, and everyone's hearts just landed, and suddenly their hearts rose to their throats.

Just now, the wind in the house was raging in an instant, and the resentment of the female ghost increased several times.

After all, the female ghost in the palace costume is a thousand-year-old female ghost, and she is about to become a fine. How can this measurement be deceived, a slap and a date are not easy to make at all, and it is okay to deceive children.

The female ghost in the palace costume roared miserably, "I have nothing to say if it falls into your hands today, but even if I am scattered, I have to drag this female baby." With that, Jing Ya's whole body began to tremble, and streams of fishy black water flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Lao Dao saw that it was not good, took out a silver-patterned soul lock talisman, patted it on Jingya's forehead, held the soul bell high with the other hand, and then read in his mouth, "Capture the non-disaster to ascend to the sky, Zuo Qi wears a seal, wears a canopy on his head, is a burly man, left to help Liujia, right to help Liuding, there is a yellow god in front, and there is a Yue chapter in the back, the god is punished, do not avoid the strong, kill the evil god first, and then destroy the light, what god dares to go forward, what ghost dares to be, bind you to put water, boil Ru Wok soup, three days a flog, five days a list, the door Cheng catch and bind.... I read it for almost half an hour.

Lao Dao stopped, "Goodbye Lao Dao's front and back plackets are already soaked with sweat." And Jingya's body no longer trembled, and the black water at the corner of her mouth stopped flowing out.

Seeing this, Lao Dao breathed a sigh of turbidity, "This evil obstacle is deeply resentful, and the poor Dao cannot be resolved." This evil obstacle is also the most powerful unjust soul that Poor Dao has seen in the past hundred years.

Now this little girl is no longer harmed, this evil obstacle has been suppressed by me into the soul bell, when the poor road returns to the Taoist temple, put the soul bell of the income obstacle under the portrait of the ancestor to burn incense and chant, after 7749 days can be completely destroyed. ”

Then he said: "The little girl is extremely weak now and needs to rest and recuperate. When the spirit improves, boil porridge with chicken soup or fish soup and feed it. Remember not to eat too much, it will not be replenished, but damage the body's roots. ”

Lao Dao looked at the stunned Huzi again, and the frightened Huzi's mother, and then looked at Jingya, basically nothing serious. He cleaned up the scattered magic weapons and was about to leave.

The frightened Huzi's father hurriedly called Lao Dao. At this time, Huzi's father was very respectful to Lao Dao, and it was estimated that he had never been so respectful to his own father.

Huzi's father frowned and said embarrassedly, "Old fairy, you see that Jingya's family needs someone to take care of them, I need to work in the fields, and I have to raise a large family, and Huzi has to go to school every day."

Huzi's mother is frightened now, I don't think she can slow down all of a sudden, do you see if you can leave Xiaofan to help. Under the repeated requests of Huzi's father, Lao Dao had no choice but to agree.

Lao Dao thought to himself, it's okay for Fan'er to stay. The less people know about this kind of ghostly thing, the better, so as not to disturb the other villagers so as not to cause panic.

Brushing his beard, Lao Dao turned to Xia Yifan and instructed, "Fan'er, Jingya's family has worked hard for you to take care of you during this time." This is also regarded as a good deed, which is very beneficial.

But stay in the village and don't run around, you have time to go back to watch and see as a teacher, and the teacher will miss you. Xia Yifan was speechless when he saw his master's style, and thought to himself, I can't get used to your old man's serious bragging.

But he said: "Master, helping others is the foundation of Xuanmen, and I am duty-bound." Huzi is my good brother, then Huzi's neighbor is my neighbor, and Huzi's classmates are my classmates. It's not hard, it's not hard at all. ”

Seeing this conversation between the master and apprentice, the few people who were not unconscious were scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. Sure enough, a famous teacher produces a high apprentice, and the blue is more than the blue. I've seen shameless, it's the first time I've seen such a shameless one.

The old ones can't wipe off their face, they don't want to lose their image as superiors, and the small ones don't want to play around without control. Let's put it bluntly, what kind of lines are there, and it's a set of things.

After saying so, Lao Dao returned to the Qingyun Taoist Temple, suppressed the female ghost in the palace, and Xia Yifan lived in Huzi's house.

At night, Xia Yifan and Huzi slept on the same kang, good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and there were endless words to say at this time. Of course, almost all of them are Huzi who keep asking all kinds of questions.

For example, what happened to me when I passed out just now, and how the female ghost was finally subdued. Do people become ghosts when they die? Do you know how to hunt ghosts? This made Xia Yifan very annoying.

But Huzi asked a key question, "I only woke up after the female ghost in the palace was subdued, and I heard the old Taoist chief say that this evil obstacle is also the most powerful unjust soul that the poor Dao has seen in the past hundred years." Then how old should your master be? ”

Xia Yifan also began to think about it when he heard Huzi ask this question. "I heard that Shizun seems to have said that when he was in the eighth year of Kangxi, he became a Taoist priest, and he was born in 1669. ”

Huzi was surprised, "Isn't that a three-hundred-forty-six-year-old demon?" Xia Yifan scolded slightly angrily, "What old demon, are you so fat or a pig demon." Don't say that my master, my master is practicing the Dao of the Immortal Family of this sect is currently in the realm of the Earth Immortals, what do you know. ”

Huzi was surprised, "There are really immortals in the world. Xia Yifan said disdainfully, "Of course there is, didn't you see your parents screaming as an old fairy?"

Huzi scratched the bag that came out of his head before and said, "That's too."

Later, after Xia Yifan knocked the tiger unconscious, the story of how the old Tao subdued the demon and subdued the demon was told again, but he didn't say that he slapped Jingya with a big-eared melon seed.

Huzi who listened was stunned. Xia Yifan patted Huzi on the shoulder and said mysteriously, "If you don't believe it, you can ask your father, and Jingya's parents have seen it."

Huzi looked at Xia Yifan straight with a smile, "Xiaofan, we are good brothers." One day you will speak in front of your master, and take me under the door. I'm going to learn supernatural powers too."

Xia Yifan didn't have a good breath and said, "Don't dream, it's almost the same to treat you as a pig demon, and you still learn supernatural powers, you better save it, I was raised by my teacher since I was a child, and I can't do anything except for the toilet for fifteen years."

Huzi questioned, "Aren't you an old immortal disciple? Why don't you teach you anything?" I don't believe it."

Xia Yifan said with a serious expression, "Shizun has taught, taught me martial arts, taught me to be a man, Shizun said that supernatural powers are not learned, they are cultivated after the consummation of merit." The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and said that it was no good to teach me too early, physiognomy, divination, public opinion, and pulse searching. If you don't have a strong mind, you will make a big mistake if you learn these things."

When Huzi heard this, he seemed to understand whether he understood or not. The mood seems to be very low, as if he has been hit because of the hopelessness of learning supernatural powers.

Huzi was also not interested in catching ghosts today, and lost interest in chatting. After a while, the snoring of the tiger sounded. Xia Yifan also lay down, looked at the starry sky outside the window, and recalled what he said to Huzi just now, in fact, Shizun said a lot. But I also don't know much about it.

Then I remembered that today, Jingya's parents were anxious when they saw their daughter's accident. There is also Brother Huzi's birthday, the family celebrates Brother Huzi's birthday, and Brother Hu's father also gave him a birthday gift, the eagle kite.

If my parents hadn't abandoned me, what would my life be like? Would I have had the opportunity to find my parents? I really want to ask my parents face to face why they abandoned me.

Unconsciously, Xia Yifan fell asleep. The wind has been quiet, the night has sunk, the moon is in the sky, the stars are ten thousand lights, the shepherd boy next door, and the sound of bamboo flutes. In the dream, the mother soothes her face, sings nursery rhymes, and lulls herself to sleep.

How good that feels. Huzi, Jingya, everyone has parents, why don't I have one. In his sleep, crystal teardrops slipped from the corners of his eyes and disappeared in an instant. It seems that there were no tears at that time.