Volume 1: I Am the Heavenly Master Chapter 62 The Master's Death

"Do you know his master? Xiao Yao. ”

Seeing that I didn't speak, the ancestor turned around and asked Yao.

"I don't know, I've been with Childe for ten years, and I've never heard him talk about it." Yao shook her head helplessly, indicating that she didn't know.

"Something to do with you?" The Ancestor looked at me.

I nodded, and the scene from that day came back to my mind.

After I officially joined the Heavenly Master, a very difficult exorcism commission, the master didn't plan to take me there, it was an unfinished building with a new company to take over. According to the engineer who surveyed the site in the early stage, the building was extremely cold, and the cry of a miserable woman could be faintly heard. Four of the three engineers and two managers who went to the scene to investigate heard the voice, and one of the managers said that he saw a woman in white squatting at the corner of the stairs on the fourth floor, looking at him with resentment, and letting out a miserable cry, which directly frightened the manager out of the unfinished building.

Later, the company called the police, asked the Taoist priest to practice, the monk chanted, and resumed work after the procedure was completed.

Two months later, the equipment entering the site did not have time to be removed, and the construction company unilaterally broke the contract and withdrew after paying the liquidated payment. After a month of tossing and turning, the real estate company found the master here.

After listening carefully to the story, the master judged that it was a resentful and resentful soul, and he decided to deal with it alone.

I didn't feel anything, I felt that the master was so breezy when he solved the commission, and I hadn't seen any threatening souls at all. So, that night, I quietly set a time for myself to wake up before I went to bed, and at four o'clock in the morning, I quietly followed.

The master chose in the early hours of the morning, when the yin qi is relatively heavy, and it is also the time when the soul is most careful. Later, I thought of the master's plan, which was probably to control the resentment and wait until the sun rose and let it disappear into the sun.

But...... It all started when I arrived.

At half past five, I arrived at the unfinished building, and in half an hour at most, the sun would be on the building. I crept up to the fourth floor and saw that the master and the resentful were clamping each other down, unable to move. The master seemed to be trying his best to lock up the resentment with all his strength, but he himself could not control it, and he was silently reciting the mantra to control himself from being eroded by resentment.

Seeing me coming, the master shouted with all his might: "Xiaofeng! Quickly slash it with your sword energy. ”

I hurriedly got up my true anger and ran towards them, but I didn't want to, and I was facing me with resentment, and there was a pitiful look in my eyes, as if I had a lot of grievances and wanted me to help her appeal. Running in front of me, I hesitated, such a pitiful look, I couldn't refuse.

"Master, maybe it has some grievances, why don't you give it a chance?"

I helped her intercede with the master.

The master knew that it was the hooked eyes that affected me, and he didn't warn me in advance. I was only seventeen years old at the time, and I couldn't escape this kind of look, which is what my master told me later.

But I don't know, the master has done his best, talking to me just now has exceeded the planned consumption, if I don't come here at this time, the master can support until the sun comes out. Seeing me coming, he commanded me to cut off the resentment, and after consuming most of my true qi, I could only hold on for another ten minutes at most.

I waited for the master to reply, but the master could no longer distract himself from talking to me, and he was trying his best to control his resentment.

"Listen, my master has always had the virtue of a good life, if you promise to change your past, my master and I can send you normal reincarnation." The true qi on the peach wood sword is undiminished, and I compare the sword style to persuade the grievances.

The resentful eyes were full of repentance and helplessness.

I think she agreed, and went over to break the master's hands and untie the resentment that had been controlled.

After the master and the resentment were separated, he still did not speak, and quickly sealed and bit his tongue, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth from time to time.

I thought it was an internal injury, so I hurriedly helped the master and said, "Master, we can send her away normally." ”

The master looked at me with helplessness, but he didn't stop moving in his hands and mouth.

I didn't pay attention, and after a few steps away from the master, I quickly recovered, picked up a discarded steel pipe on the ground, and turned around and pounced on the master and me. When I felt the wind protruding from behind, I swung the peachwood sword out with my backhand, and turned to look behind me.

Holding the steel pipe in his hand, the resentful head was inserted into the master's chest, and the master took out the recited mantra with a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on the resentful body. The peachwood sword I swung with my backhand also severed my resentful left arm. The master fell backwards, and finally failed to utter a word. The resentful body was scorched with green smoke by the blood spurted out by the master, brought back the steel pipe in his hand, took a few steps back and rolled there screaming in pain, I used my true qi again, and cut off its head with a peachwood sword, and the resentful body floated and disappeared on the ground.

I hugged the master who fell to the ground, and saw that there was no breath in and out.

The master knew the severity of the grievance, and tried his best to die with it, saving my life.

The master's soul appeared, very white, with a hint of light......

"Don't cry Xiaofeng, this world is impermanent, I don't blame you."

I knelt on my knees in front of my master, unable to weep.

When I had cried enough, the master slowly instructed me to take out his mobile phone and call the boss so that they could come to clean up the aftermath. And instructed me to do this, and successfully got a commission of five hundred yuan from the boss. After everything was done, the master said that he wanted to go to the place he had been before, and asked me to wait for him at home the day before the first seven days.

The real estate boss was also kind and helped me finish the master's funeral and buried him in a cemetery developed by their company.

On the evening of the sixth day, the master's soul returned to our rental house and comforted me for another day. And he instructed me to find out all kinds of deposit documents one by one.

He didn't blame me at all, but 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 more than a hundred years, and it's time for me to rest! I have a lot of acquaintances over there, and I won't be sad to go over. Just ......"

"Just what?" I looked up at the master.

"Blame me for clearing too many obstacles for you everywhere, you lack the cultivation of your own survival skills, and you have to rely on yourself for the future." The master was a little regretful, like regretting that the time he spent with me was too short.

Indeed, 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. I have nothing to do every day, I follow the master to practice and study, there are no supernatural events that require me to take action, the master can always deal with them easily, I can only be regarded as a knowledgeable audience at most.

My skills are useless, and my practice has opened the mode of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days.

The master's last words woke me up. From then on, I took the savings of nearly 10,000 yuan left by my master and the homework and mental methods taught by my master, and started a self-reliant lifestyle: renting a house, finding a job, practicing mental methods, and taking on all kinds of exorcism commissions part-time in my spare time. Later, the fifteen years when I was alone in Luning were the fifteen years when I grew the fastest.

Now, I can handle most of the commissions lightly, but I have never figured out the problem of the innate heavenly eye.

"No wonder you never mentioned your master to me."

Yao didn't know when, she had become an entity and wiped the tears off my face with a tissue.

"Your master sees it very thoroughly, but it's a bit brainless."

"What?" I lifted my red and swollen eyes and looked at the Ancestors.

The ancestor's tone was also much more serious, and he knew how I was feeling right now.

Regarding the question of the Heavenly Master should die alone, the Ancestor put forward his own opinion. The soul can have double cultivation, why can't people? Teach Zhuang Yan my skills, why not form a couple. If you get a man and half a woman, it is also a good deed for the cause of the Celestial Master, so why not do it? Moreover, he had carefully observed Zhuang Yan, and there was a righteous qi on his body, which was inviolable, and he was definitely a piece of good material for a heavenly master.

After listening to the ancestor's point of view, I was thinking about the blossoming of happiness, but when I thought of his mind-reading skills, it did not blossom. Because it's really, really a great idea, and Zhuang Yan really has some interest in me. According to my current appearance, she may still think that I am a little brother, and she can probably have a sister-brother relationship with me who abandons the worldly vision, but she doesn't know that I am actually an old driver who is not surprised. For myself, it can also be regarded as an urban dick silk counterattack.

But I stopped fantasizing, first, the ancestor's mind-reading skills were terrifying, and second, what about Zhuang Yan's family? If I do this, is it considered to be abducting and selling women from good families?

My face, which had just been revealed, sank again.

"You think too much, as long as you pay attention to it, these things can be completely hidden."

Although he was careful again and again, he was read by the ancestors.

"Forget it, it's two o'clock in the middle of the night, and you still won't let me sleep? I'm not like you who eat and drink, and I don't need to rest. "It's a long-term thing, at least, I can't just think about myself.

The ancestor returned to the painting to rest, and Yao began to cultivate on his own.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Yan didn't care if I slept early or late, and came here early. Without saying a word, I entered the bedroom, half rough and half coquettishly woke me up, asking me to get up and cook noodles, if I didn't cook again, she would be late for work.

During this time, Zhuang Yan went to a welfare home once, and she set her class for a Friday afternoon. The manuscript of my interview was also compiled and handed over to the editor-in-chief. However, the editor-in-chief did not accept it in the end, and asked her to return the advance interview fee of 2,000. It is said that the collection of evidence about Boss Fu played a decisive role, but because of that manuscript. The editor-in-chief was very angry and asked her to come to the company at other times except Friday afternoon to check in and report. Zhuang Yan, who lost her relative freedom, was a little annoyed, but there was nothing she could do, she didn't want to just go home and lie down and wait for death.

I'm a lot happier, and I'm a little more free when she's gone.

However, I thought that the first ancestor had said that she would have a bloody disaster, so I gave her the jade pendant temporarily, telling her that Yao was inside, and she could come out to help when something happened.

At first, she was very happy, but when she heard that it was Yao's shelter, she stretched her face and didn't want it.

After I told her about the Bloodlight Plague, she reluctantly accepted and accepted my suggestion, promising me to be careful during this time.

At noon, just as I was about to have lunch, Zhuang Yan's call came. said that it was because he paid the food fee, and in order to save money, he had to come back for dinner at noon. It's really close to pigs, and after following me for a while, I learned to pick just as much as I did.

After eating, for the sake of safety, I persuaded her to take out her mobile phone again, and after unlocking it, she added Yao's fingerprint to the settings. It sounds simple, but it's a bit cumbersome to actually do. Yao waited in the bedroom, unlocked me and went in to teach Yao, who was illusionized into a physical entity, and set her fingerprints in. This is also done just in case, in case Zhuang Yan is trapped, she can use Zhuang Yan's mobile phone to ask me for help. I was right, and the next day, the preparation worked.