Volume 1: I Am the Celestial Master Chapter 1 I am the Celestial Master
Leaving an old soul of nearly a hundred years, I tidied up the black suit I had just bought for less than a month, and left the pier on the south side of the Dingsheng Bridge.
"Heavenly Master!" A childish voice stopped me.
Stopping, I turned to look in the direction of the sound.
Next to a plane tree by the river, there really stood a twelve or thirteen-year-old soul, and his eyes showed the sincerity of 'it'.
"Is there something wrong?"
"I'm not sure, but I don't think it's easy for you to talk to that old man."
The child is not very old, but he has mastered the essence of sycophancy. This compliment, which is natural and without any sense of disobedience, is the highest level.
"Something to talk about!" Although the sycophants are just right, but ...... As the saying goes, 'Money is hard to earn, is hard to eat.' I don't usually do this kind of errand that doesn't benefit me.
"I'm not sure if I'm dead, or if I know...... But I don't know where to go, can you help me? ”
"Of course, but ......"
The 'boy' looked at me earnestly, his eyes full of anticipation.
"You know, what does the Celestial Master need to survive? ……”
The boy shook his head blankly, puzzled.
"We have to eat... Pickled girl, no money...... None of this can be done. I mean, if I guide you, what can you thank me with? "I'm sure 'it' understands.
"But I don't have any money......," the boy understood, and showed me succinctly that he couldn't get the money I wanted.
"Let's talk about it! If the story is good, I might be able to help you. "There's no way, the eyes of 'it' are not daring to look at it much.
Sometimes, I will be very kind, and I will be moved by compassion for souls who cannot pay me any material reward. Although I love money as much as I love my life, love sometimes overflows.
The boy accidentally fell into the water and died ten days ago, and the soul swam ashore out of instinct, but it did not know it. When he returned home, he found that his parents ignored him, and when he followed his parents who received the news to the lower reaches of the Dingsheng River, he saw his cold body and his parents crying darkly. That's when it realized it was dead.
It was at a loss, so it wandered aimlessly for more than ten days, and only today did it remember to return to the place where it fell into the water, but the first seven days had already passed. In other words, the passage of reincarnation has been closed. If you want to continue reincarnation, you must have the help of a heavenly master.
Of course, it doesn't know why...... Not only that, but the vast majority of souls who died unexpectedly did not know that the oni mission would come to the unexpected place to guide them at the first seven o'clock.
I did something that I regret a lot, and that was to help the boy open the door of mercy.
The so-called Gate of Great Mercy is a fast passage for lost souls to reach the spiritual realm.
I am a Heavenly Master, a Heavenly Master who was born with the eyes of heaven opened. I don't know if it's a favor or a punishment? Since I was a child, I have been opened to the sky. I can see things that ordinary people can't, and I don't have to smear the tears of the legendary cow. Later, with a little bit of guidance from the master, I became a heavenly master as it came naturally.
During the summer vacation of the first grade, my father led a tall, ragged old man into the house. When my mother saw the old man entering the door, he was busy boiling water and making tea, for fear of neglecting the 'distinguished guest', my brother pulled me aside with a mysterious face, and quietly instructed: "If Grandpa takes you out to play, you must not go." ”
Two days later, the old man ran away from a group of 'friends' with whom I used to play and stayed at my house for a few more days. After getting acquainted with me, they said they would take me into the city to see the tigers. My mother sorted out some old clothes and gave them to the old man, and also tidied up my clothes with tears and helped me make a small backpack. I am also a very cautious person, I have long forgotten my brother's instructions, excitedly picked up the small backpack, and just went into the city with the old man to see the tiger, and left the house like this...... More than 20 years.
The master looks like he is in his sixties, but it is said that his actual age is close to 100 years. The secret of his youth is to exorcise evil spirits.
Fifteen years ago, the master died, dying from an outpouring of love from me.
He didn't blame me, but he still had an old saying on his lips: 'Everything is cause and effect, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end.'" ’
"It's been a hundred years, and it's time for me to rest! I have a lot of acquaintances over there, so I shouldn't have been sad in the past. It's just ......," said the master of the first seven, looking at me earnestly.
"Just what?" I asked.
I know that the master can't rest assured that I am usually lazy and slippery. Although his skills have been passed on to me without reservation, my attitude towards practicing is not flattering.
According to the master's instructions, I found various deposit slips in hidden locations in various parts of the rental house. Three thousand five thousand, a one-year, three-year fixed passbook in my hand, I feel like I am really an adult, that night. That year, I was seventeen years old.
When the master was there, I was always able to master all kinds of homework and mental methods as clever and hastily, but I was unwilling to spend effort to practice proficiency. Every day, I have nothing to do, I follow the master to read and practice, and there are no supernatural events that I need to do. The master can always handle them lightly, and I can only be regarded as a knowledgeable audience at best. I haven't used my skills much, and my practice has started the mode of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. Ever since the master left, I really realized how serious he was when he taught the mind. With a deposit of nearly 10,000 yuan and the homework and mental methods taught by my master over the past ten years, I began a self-reliant lifestyle: renting a house, finding a job, practicing mental methods, and taking on all kinds of evil spirits on a part-time basis in my spare time. The next 15 years were the 15 years when I grew the fastest.
I practiced and practiced all my life, working hard to support myself, and I just wanted to figure out, what is going on with my Heavenly Eye?
I have lived in Luning for more than 20 years, and I have visited almost all of the Heavenly Masters here, and I humbly asked about the Heavenly Eye. The answer was almost unanimous: "Innate Heavenly Eye?" The envy on his face was overflowing, and then he continued: "Great creation!" Heaven's arrangement. ”
And then there was another toution, to the effect that there is no one before and no one after me, and if I can be a little diligent, the future is limitless.
This time, I heard from a colleague that the soul under the Dingsheng Bridge has been around for some years, thinking that a dead horse should also be a live horse doctor, and I found here. However, the answer given by other heavenly masters was almost the same, but there was no touting link, and only a few words were firmly given to me: "I don't know!" ”
My peaceful life is gone.
The next day, when I came back from work in the freight yard, I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
The roadside wandering spirits, who usually turn a blind eye, stopped the boring things in their hands when they saw me come back, and looked at me slowly, hoping that something would happen to me. As soon as I entered the hallway of the rental house, the hallway was full of souls, looking at me with the same expectant eyes...... I only have a rough estimate that thirty will only be more.
Behind the door of the rental house, I posted a powerful exorcism talisman, so they only dared to wander outside the house, and did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. But it is precisely this talisman that makes them even more convinced that I am a Celestial Master, a Celestial Master who can help them guide the way.
"Yang Tianshi, help me!" A resentful and somewhat miserable tone sounded in my ears.
Actually, it's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I don't have enough energy. I am now a third-level Heavenly Master, and it is no problem to send away a dozen or so in one night, but the problem is that my preliminary estimate is that the number in the corridor is more than thirty. If I send away ten tonight, there will be no less than a hundred in the hallway of my rental house tomorrow.
I continued to act like I didn't see them, and went back to the rental house as normal.
During the night, the grumbling pleas never stopped. They know that if I were a Heavenly Master, they would definitely hear the call, and if I wasn't, no matter how much they called, it wouldn't affect me. At this time, I hoped that a passing Heavenly Master would hear it and help me deal with them in a big way, but no, I listened to the call through the door all night, 'Yang Heavenly Master, help us ......' They tirelessly called until the east was white, and then gradually dispersed in batches.
It must have been the old thing under the Dingsheng Bridge, 'it' witnessed the whole process of helping the boy, and without providing me with any useful help, it helped me become a volunteer propagandist in the Luning Spirit Realm.
It's easy to stay up until dawn, I almost didn't close my eyes all night, I took it, and it was easy to do a charity, but it caused so much unnecessary trouble.
No way, I hastily packed my luggage with panda eyes, tore off the exorcism charm behind the door, and other things in the house, there is really nothing to be nostalgic for, except for the rent for March and a deposit of 1,000 yuan, I don't have time to ask the landlord for it, and the only thing to do now is to leave Lu Ning. I made up a text message to the landlord and told the landlord that my relatives asked me to come and do business with him, and he could come and repossess the house and rerent it. If there is no problem, I hope he will return the deposit to me and that he can dispose of the contents of the house as he pleases.
Of course, I didn't have much hope for the rest of the rent and deposit, and I just hoped that the landlord would be able to love the simple furniture I bought.
I took a taxi for the first time and went straight to Luning Airport, I don't know where to go, and I don't know where the exorcism business is more and easier, I can only go to the airport to randomly pick cheap flights, fly where it is, take one step at a time, as long as I can leave Luning.
After more than an hour, I arrived in Siqing, but I didn't stay there because I was afraid that a tail would follow me. It was also my first time flying, and I didn't feel at all like flying for less than two hours, which was to say, 'It's not fun'. I changed my clothes in the airport toilet and added a pair of toad glasses.
When I returned to the ticket office, I temporarily found a special ticket refunded by someone else, and flew to 'Xinxing', which was nearly 4,000 kilometers away, with only 18 or nearly five hours of air detention time. I didn't say a word, paid the fare, and the airline immediately arranged for the staff to take me all the way to trot. In less than ten minutes, I found my seat...... As soon as the seat belts were fastened, the plane began to taxi to the runway ready for takeoff. If the Guinness World Records recorder was there, I felt that I could go down in the history of civil aviation in the world, from the time the ticket was purchased to the time the plane left the ground, it only took 14 minutes and 20 seconds.
Although I was used to being alone, the long-term closure and the hum of the engine kept me in a boring situation. After carefully observing the various facilities in the cabin and the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, I opened the magazine behind the seat and saw an article about exorcism.
Although I only went to school for one year, after following my master, he taught me to read and write, so now I don't have any dyslexia in both traditional and simplified Chinese. After reading the article carefully, the author's name is Zhuang Yan, and the main content is to call on people to be a knowledgeable and cultured materialist youth, and stop stupidly believing those fortune tellers who are pretentious. The article lists some commonplace techniques for fake Taoist priests to fool people, and denounces the causality theory of ghosts and gods of the Xuan School.