Chapter Ninety-Seven: Grandma Helps
At the foot of Gazi Mountain in the southern suburbs, there was originally a peasant family guarding the mountain living here, with a radius of five miles, and there was only one family.
But now, although the small house is still brightly lit at night, the head of the household has changed.
The family of two is an old man and an old lady who are dependent on each other, and now they are lying in the corner covered in blood, and they are not long dead, and the blood is still hot.
The old monk checked again and made sure that this place was where the old man lived, so he put his mind at ease, walked to the door and carried Wang Kangjian, who was still unconscious on the motorcycle, and carried it into the house with an expressionless face.
After learning about Suosuo for a while, Huang Banyun smiled with satisfaction, took off his monk's robe, and took out a set of black silk robes from the package, the back of the robe was a gossip array, and in front of him was a dragon and phoenix figure embroidered with gold silk. It turned out to be pure gold thread, it is hard to imagine that an old monk with such a sloppy appearance can be so rich that the patterns on his clothes are all gold threads.
After a basin of water, Huang Banyun seriously bent down to wash his face and wash his hands.
Before doing this, they always had a special habit of cleanliness.
He's not a monk!
Huang Banyun can take off his monk's robe and put on a black robe, he is not a monk at all. At least, the monk is not his true identity.
'Ahem'
A slight cough was heard. Huang Banyun didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued to wash his face and hands seriously.
"Ahh Help me
Don't kill me. What are you going to do? ”
Wang Kangjian woke up, and as soon as his eyes opened, his scalp was numb with fright.
But I saw that I was now tied with a strong rope, and the clothes on my body had been changed, and I was now wearing a red women's cheongsam.
If there is a mirror, Wang Kangjian can find that he has not only been replaced with a red cheongsam, but also has lipstick on his mouth and a weighing scale tied to his feet.
This qiē revealed a gloomy atmosphere, which made Wang Kangjian creepy. Looking at Huang Banyun, who had changed into a black robe, he really hated that he woke up too early, how good it would be to continue to be unconscious, he didn't know anything.
After washing his hands and face, Huang Banyun said with a smile: "What's your name?" ”
"Wang ...... Wang Qilin. ”
Although Wang Kangjian was frightened, he was not stupid, and hurriedly made up a name.
Huang Banyun laughed: "It's quite smart, but it doesn't matter." ”
Suddenly, the words turned around, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he burst out: "Bah." ”
The sound is like a bell, deafening.
Wang Kangjian listened to such a loud shout, his eyes fell into a state of confusion on the spot, and the whole person looked delirious.
"What's your name!"
Huang Banyun snorted.
"Wang Kangjian."
Wang Kangjian blurted out, still delirious.
"What year was your birthday?"
“…… 96, 8/x......"
Huang Banyun laughed again: "Wake up." ”
As soon as the words fell, Wang Kangjian suddenly regained his senses, he didn't know what had just happened. But I saw Huang Banyun lying on the table, using a brush glued with cinnabar to write a line of red characters on the white paper:
Wang Kangjian, a rat, was born on the winter solstice in the year of Bingzi.
After the eight characters of the lunar calendar were written, Huang Banyun folded the white paper into a triangle, wore it with a five-color thread, and made a necklace and hung it on Wang Kangjian's neck.
"What are you going to do? Master, don't kill me, spare me. ”
Wang Kangjian cried and said that he was really scared in the face of this strange qiē.
Huang Banyun said kindly: "Don't be afraid, I wanted to kill you, but I had a temporary idea, thinking that I was really lonely and difficult to be alone." Crossing your golden body, immortal and immortal, in the future, you will be a good wealth boy, follow me to practice. ”
"Don't, don't, I don't want to be a good money boy, please let me go, please."
Wang Kangjian's eyes were red from crying.
Although he didn't know what a good money boy was, he knew that he would definitely not end well. Immortal and immortal? The soul is dead and the body is still there, which is also called immortality and immortality.
He was so frightened when he didn't know what the Good Wealth Boy was, and if he knew what the Good Wealth Boy was, he would be scared on the spot.
The Good Wealth Boy is just Huang Banyun's name, and the scientific name of this thing is called Little Ghost.
Huang Banyun wants to refine Wang Kangjian into a little ghost, and good wealth refers to the kind of little ghost he is going to refine Wang Kangjian into a ghost with five ghosts. At night, the soul can go out of the body to help him do things that no one can know, and during the day, he can raise the corpse and become the most loyal guard.
The purpose of dressing Wang Kangjian in women's clothes is to confuse the gender, so as to shield the heavens. When Huang Banyun does it, even if Wang Kangjian does not die, there will be no such person in the world from now on. His life character will be erased from the book of life and death, and there will be no such number one as Wang Kangjian in the six realms of reincarnation.
Huang Banyun smiled kindly: "Don't be afraid, I'm crossing you to the other side." ”
As he spoke, he took out a brand-new brush and pulled out a box, which glittered with golden ink made of gold powder.
Lightly dipped in ink, the tip of the pen is shining golden. Huang Banyun held a brush in one hand and a copper bell in the other, and shook it gently.
'Jingle Bells'
The small brass bell made an incomparably loud sound, like a bell.
"Three souls come out in one ring!"
There was a murmur.
Wang Kangjian's eyes suddenly darkened, and the best way to survive was unreachable, and some were just chaos.
'Jingle Bells'
"Two rings and seven spirits go!"
Wang Kangjian was shocked, his face turned pale, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.
Huang Banyun tied another rope to Wang Kang's fitness with a heavy face, threw it on the beam, and dragged him hard, and actually hung him in the air.
Wang Kangjian, who was curled up, was tied to a huge weighing stone under his feet, and when he fell, his body suddenly became extremely straight, like a ruler.
'Jingle Bells'
"Three rings for eternal life!"
With a burst of cheers, Huang Banyun put down the copper bell. At this time, Wang Kangjian's face was painfully distorted, his eyebrows were hideous, and he actually looked like a ghost.
The trend has come.
Rolling up his sleeves and grabbing the brush, Huang Banyun laughed cruelly: "The gold-plated body will never die, the ancestor wishes me a hand, open the eyes of the sky, and see the two worlds of yin and yang." Open the mouth of heaven and swallow all things in the world. Open the heavens and step through the six realms of reincarnation. Open your eyes! ”
With a burst of applause, Huang Banyun suddenly stretched out his left index finger, bent like a hook, hard as iron, and his eyes were sharp, and he poked at Wang Kangjian's left eye.
'Poof'
"Ah!!!h
A terrible howl resounded through the starry sky, and Wang Kangjian's heart-rending lungs caused the birds that rested at night to scatter in all directions in terror.
Not only the birds were frightened, but even Bai Yun, who had been closely watching Lin Yun below, couldn't help but tremble. Looking at the brightly lit low house at the foot of the mountain, Lin Yun's expression was ever-changing, his breathing became short, and his fist tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.
After all, he sighed fiercely: "That's it, it's out." He said I wasn't like a human, but zombies have feelings! ”
Wang Kangjian saw his left eye for the first time with his right eye, and his left eye was lying in Huang Banyun's palm, painful and cruel. He couldn't imagine that there was any other criminal law in the world, which was more cruel than plucking out his eyes, and what crime he had committed that would allow God to let himself be tortured.
"Ahh
With tears in his right eye and blood in his left eye, Wang Kangjian was hung in the air and kept rolling and struggling.
Huang Banyun screamed, and a silver needle pierced into the Yintang acupoint on Wang Kangjian's forehead: "Suppress the soul!" ”
Immediately, Wang Kangjian couldn't move, he could talk and shout, and he couldn't even struggle, as if he was restrained by an invisible force.
"Oh, don't, it hurts!"
The screams were mixed with whimpering and pleading, and this young man, who was simply a greenhouse flower before, is now in a transitional period at all, experiencing the most brutal torture in the world - refining the little ghost!
Huang Banyun laughed, grabbed the brush stained with gold ink and drew it towards Wang Kangjian's left eye: "The eyes of heaven are open." ”
With the pen down, Wang Kangjian's eyelids were painted with a vivid golden eyeball, the pupils and eyes were lifelike, I don't know how this Huang Banyun used the same color of paint to paint a work with a three-dimensional effect.
The air suddenly turned cold, the 'jingle bell' copper bell rang softly, and a white shadow swayed behind Huang Banyun.
Huang Banyun didn't turn around at all, but just laughed gloomily: "I just wanted to pick up a good money boy, but I didn't expect to catch a big fish, haha, now I see if he can still protect you?" ”
Lin Yun didn't speak, but she looked uneasy.
Wang Kangjian seemed to grasp the last straw, and cried hoarsely: "Grandma, help!" ”
Lin Yun's heart was shocked, and he looked at Wang Kangjian's eyes, as kind as ......> elders