Master Yang's face made me very uncomfortable.

Because he looks exactly like his grandfather.

I pressed the peachwood sword against his heart, and suddenly I really felt like I was forcing my grandfather to die.

My heart was a little sour.

This person, after all, is from the same origin as his grandfather, maybe I should ......

I just thought of this, and suddenly I felt a chill in my heart: No, how could I have such a thought?

I bit the tip of my tongue, and the tingling pain made me sober up instantly.

I noticed that Master Yang was looking at me with strange eyes, and it was clear that he was confusing my mind.

Master Yang was slightly disappointed when he saw that I had come to my senses.

And I used my peachwood sword to cut the flesh of his chest: "Please explain honestly, otherwise, I will be unkind." ”

Master Yang looked at my peachwood sword: "You dare to kill me?" Kill me, and you won't be able to go to Sin Mountain. ”

I laughed, "Who said the peachwood sword can only be used to kill?" Peach wood can divide souls, did you know? ”

Master Yang was stunned for a moment, and then shuddered.

He seemed to know what I wanted to do.

Peachwood, it can indeed divide the soul.

Thin needles made of mahogany wood can divide the soul into many parts.

However, when doing this, you must be patient and keep your hands steady, because the slightest mistake will hurt your soul.

If you use a peachwood needle, you must be steady, and if you use a peachwood sword, the soul will definitely be hit hard.

Therefore, it is reasonable that Master Yang is a little scared.

He tried to be as calm as he could and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

I sighed, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to see if you have such strong willpower if you only have a wisp of soul left." You won't confess directly. ”

Master Yang was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Forget it, since I have been arrested by you, most of them will not be able to escape." If you want to know the contents of the Golden Sutra, I'll tell you. ”

I nodded in satisfaction.

Master Yang said, "That...... I started memorizing. ”

Master Yang interrupted him after reciting a few words: "Are you reciting this Jin Kui Sutra?" How is it different from what I have learned? ”

Master Yang said: "The Golden Kui Sutra is just a remnant, and there are many contents that we have gained from our cultivation experience, and we have added it ourselves, of course, whose is different from who's. ”

When I heard this, my heart was shocked, and I suddenly understood something.

In the first half of the Golden Kui Sutra, there are only a small number of cultivation methods in it, and more anecdotes between demons and monsters.

I used to think it was quite strange, how does this golden sutra look like an encyclopedia of ghost hunting?

Now I suddenly understand. Those small number of cultivation methods are not the true face of the Golden Kui Sutra.

Are the rest of the anecdotes added by later generations?

And who is this descendant...... I also have a candidate in mind: it's grandpa.

Grandpa had been reincarnated many times, so he was the only one who had the opportunity to see so many evils.

He recorded all the strange things he saw in the Golden Kui Sutra.

In other words, most of the gold I saw was actually my grandfather's hard work.

When my ramblings were over, I found that Master Yang had stopped.

I said faintly, "Don't stop, keep reciting." ”

Master Yang coughed dryly and said to me, "What's that...... I've memorized it. ”

I frowned: "Is it so short?" ”

Master Yang snorted.

I said, "You recite it again, and I'll listen to it again." ”

Master Yang: "......"

It can be seen that he is very unhappy, but now he is restrained by me, and he can only be obedient.

So, Master Yang recited it again.

While he was reciting, I recorded him on my phone and converted it into text using software.

I took a cursory look at it and felt that Master Yang's understanding of the Golden Kui Xiangjing was different from that of my grandfather.

It's a new angle.

Of course, there are similarities between the two of them. For example, they all used that little bit of cultivation as the backbone, and then added their own experience and experience.

I looked at the cultivation method and felt that Master Yang had indeed memorized everything. It's just that it's hard to say how much of this stuff is real and how much is fake.

Master Yang said faintly: "I have finished reciting, if you are true to your word, should you let me go?" ”

I smiled slightly: "Don't worry, you memorize it again." ”

Master Yang: "......"

I shook the peachwood sword in my hand, and he had to sigh and start reciting again.

After a few minutes, I began to compare the two texts, and then said faintly, "Master Yang, you don't have the right number." ”

Master Yang's face turned pale, and he said with a little weakness: "Aren't you right?" Did you hear it wrong? ”

I said to Master Yang: "When a person lies, it is easy to mismatch the preamble, a lie, said too many times, there will always be loopholes, you can recite it again." ”

Master Yang memorized it again, and this time there was still a big difference from the previous two.

I began to pick out the passages and let Master Yang continue to memorize them.

Or take out a sentence and ask him what the previous sentence means.

This is a means of asking for confessions, which I learned from the movies.

Soon, Master Yang couldn't resist and told the truth obediently.

I looked at what he said with satisfaction and nodded slightly.

Master Yang said to me, "Is it okay now?" ”

I hummed, "That's it." ”

Afterwards, I sat next to me and studied Master Yang's Golden Kui Sutra.

Grandpa's Golden Confession, which is mostly anecdote. And Master Yang's Golden Treasure Sutra is mostly whimsical and whimsical.

It's like all kinds of novel means of arranging formations before.

I looked at it for a while and felt like I had entered a new world, and my thinking was expanded.

Hui Ling asked me curiously, "Can you let me see your new golden scriptures?" ”

I shook my head: "No. I'm afraid you know the dangers of this thing after cultivation. Why bother watching? ”

Hui Ling said: "It is harmful for others to finish learning, because they are too stupid. I may be able to take advantage of it and avoid disadvantage. ”

I laughed, "It's better not to be so confident." ”

I looked at the two gold books, and suddenly I had a bold idea in my heart.

If...... How about I go through these two books and combine them into one?

Then I thought that if I found all the souls of the same origin as my grandfather and got all the versions of the Golden Kui Sutra from them, I might be able to restore the original Golden Kui Sutra.

At that point, there is no telling what will happen.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking on my part.

It's too difficult to collect all the gold scriptures.

Hui Ling walked up to Master Yang and patted his face with his hand: "You can recite the Jin Kui Xiangjing that you just memorized to me." ”

Master Yang said a little weakly, "Didn't you already hear it just now?" ”

Hui Ling said: "I haven't memorized it yet, you say it again." ”

Master Yang sighed and began to mumble quietly.

I said to Hui Ling, "You have thought clearly, you are not unaware of the dangers of the Golden Kui Sutra. ”

Hui Ling said? "I'm asking Master Yang's Golden Kui Sutra, not you, now you don't want to eat alone." ”

Me: "......"

Am I eating alone? Kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, this is.

I don't bother to pay attention to Hui Ling.

Keeping my grandfather's money is my bottom line. Hui Ling likes to ask Master Yang, so go and ask, if there is a problem with cultivation, it is self-inflicted, anyway, I have already reminded her.

I didn't leave the basement of the Martial King Temple, I was sitting in the corner, studying the question of the Golden Kui Sutra.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, midnight has arrived.

I said to Hui Ling, "Shouldn't we go?" ”

Hui Ling nodded slowly: "Yes, we should go to Sin Mountain." ”

I said to Hui Ling, "Have you learned the Golden Kui Sutra?" ”

Hui Ling smiled: "Learn, it's not enough, but I've already written it down, let's go back and study it carefully." ”

I hummed and said to Hui Ling, "I hope I don't have to go to the Fog Hell Mountain to visit you after a while." ”

Hui Ling: "...... You want me to order it. ”

The two of us deliberately talked and laughed for a while, which eased the atmosphere in the room a lot.

Then I said to Hui Ling, "It's getting late, it's time for us to go." ”

Hui Ling nodded approvingly.

Hui Ling and I took Master Yang and the second master of the Mu family with us.

The four of us walked out of the Wuwang Temple and walked on the streets of Anseong.

Although Anseong is not prosperous, it is also a city, and it is a bit difficult to find a land temple in the urban area.

Fortunately, Hui Ling reached out and stopped a taxi.

After getting into the car, Hui Ling said to the driver, "Take us to the nearest village." ”

I said next to me, "The older the village, the better, and the poorer the better." It's better to like the kind of feudal superstition. ”

The driver looked at us in the rearview mirror wonderingly: "What the hell are you doing?" ”

Huiling and I laughed without saying a word.

It didn't take long for the driver to take us to a village around Anseong. After paying, he drove away.

I took a look, and there was a stone tablet at the entrance of this village, which said Xixiang Village.

It's just this stone tablet...... It's a little familiar, and it's a little weird.

Hui Ling's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly said in surprise: "Isn't this a tombstone on the grave?" ”

I walked over and took a picture with my phone.

This is indeed a tombstone, except that the villagers have smoothed out the inscriptions on it and re-engraved their village name.

Hui Lin looked at me and said faintly, "Is this village superstitious? It doesn't look like it. ”

I said, "Let's go and see, maybe they're just plain ignorant." ”

A few of us walked in, and suddenly we felt that there was a strong resentment in the village.