At this point in the story, I think it's time to introduce myself and explain all the causes and consequences.

Speaking of my identity, if you talk about it in detail, it will inevitably be a little procrastinating. It can be summed up in just one sentence: the mortal world is a small sling.

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My name is Chu Li, and I was born in a small mountain village on the border of Yunnan and Guizhou provinces.

I often think that when I was born, the heavens and the earth should have changed color, the sun and the moon had no light, and no matter how big the vision from the sky was, at least there had to be a little bit of unusualness.

I also asked my mother about this, and my mother thought about it at the time, and then as if she remembered something, she told me mysteriously: "Son, don't say it, it was indeed very unusual when you were born, when I was taking a bath, and I left the big wooden barrel in the hall. You don't know, I was terrified at the time, I didn't know that you would give birth at that time, and I ended up falling into the water when I was born······"

I haven't asked this question since.

I'm now a Mr. Yin and Yang, or only half. It was a long time ago that we embarked on this path, and why we embarked on this path must start from that time.

I remember when I was a child, there was a pond in the back hill of our village, which was quite big and deep, and there was a lonely grave next to the pond.

Speaking of which, some people may want to speculate that there are water ghosts in the pond or something, and then immerse themselves in the author's stupidity, and the routine will not change a little bit.

Not to mention, there are nothing in the pond except for some small fish and shrimp.

But I don't know why, I fell overboard, and even I don't know how I got overboard.

Originally, it was nothing to fall into the water, as long as you rescued it in time, it was not a big deal at all.

I was indeed rescued. But I heard my mother say that I have been unconscious since I was rescued, and I asked a few old Chinese medicine doctors in the village to see it and said that there was nothing wrong, which made my parents anxious.

Fortunately, my ancestors made a living by eating food in the underworld, what does it mean to eat food in the underworld?

In today's society, there may be few people who can understand the meaning, so let's talk about it a little bit here.

There are clouds in the Seven Signatures of the Clouds:

"Lao Jun cultivates his qi clone,

One Xuangong is famous;

Worship Hongjun and cultivate morality,

It turned out to be one gasification and three clearing!"

Historical commentary has never been examinable, so there are not many personal opinions on the origin of it, and these older generations of people can't tell the trouble of a meridian when they roll up their sleeves and dry their lips, and I hope everyone can skip it at a glance.

Legend has it that when the world first opened, Lao Tzu was born from a stream of green gas between heaven and earth. After I don't know how many years I have gradually cultivated the avenue, but the demons in the world are rampant, Lao Tzu has the heart to exorcise the demons, and return the world to peace and prosperity, but I feel that I lack skills and can't take care of it. In the end, Yu Hongjun Ancestor realized the art of separating the body, so he exhaled and turned into three clears. Legend has it that the three Qings each possessed a supreme secret art. So Lao Tzu introduced these three secret techniques to the world.

And the three secret techniques are not suitable for everyone to cultivate, so Lao Tzu can only choose the most suitable three people and teach them the three secret techniques respectively.

And those who are chosen to pass on what they have learned to their descendants, generation to generation, endlessly.

Under this inheritance, a sect was slowly formed.

And these orthodox and righteous people are commonly known as the eaters of hell.

However, under the evolution of history, some ill-intentioned people have seen opportunities for personal gain.

So he also established a sect in the name of Sanqing, and purified all sentient beings in the name of beauty, but in fact, he made personal gains and defrauded people of money, but in fact, he didn't understand anything, so he relied on his mouth to do things that harmed people.

And these people are commonly known in the world as the ones who eat the dead, or the ones who eat the upside down. It means snatching food from the mouth of the dead, which means that this move greatly damages yin morality, and after death, he will go to eighteen layers of hell...

The legend is over after listening to it, there is no need to delve into it, the truth is just that, everyone can understand it.

As for my family, as far as I later knew, there is no doubt that they are indeed eating the food of the underworld.

It's just that it doesn't belong to a certain sect, but it exists like a loose practice written in the novel, and it is passed down from generation to generation by the family.

It's a pity that when it came to my grandfather's generation, many powerful things were mostly lost.

And I don't know why, my grandfather didn't pass on these skills to my father according to the ancestral teachings, and later his old man told me that he originally wanted to bring these things to the ground, and this modern society no longer needs these, and he doesn't want our Chu family to be contaminated with the debt of cause and effect for generations.

It's just that I didn't expect that after avoiding my dad, I was in a catastrophe.

Of course, that's all for later. Let's leave it at that.

Saying that the old Chinese medicine doctor in the village was helpless, my grandfather and his old man suddenly thought that I might be infected with hysteria, so he used the method of the left way to carefully examine my whole body, and the results of the examination were indeed in his conjecture, but I was infected with this thing that even he didn't know what it was, and there was no way to get rid of it.

Later, my grandfather went on a long trip, I don't know what he was going to do, anyway, when I woke up, there was an extra sachet around my neck, and my grandfather told me more than once not to leave the sachet no matter what, and I was not allowed to go to the pond in the back mountain.

I've always been curious about the contents of the sachet, and it's hard to the touch, like a piece of paper or something.

One day, I couldn't help but be curious, so I secretly opened it and took a look, and it was a yellow piece of paper, folded into a triangle. It didn't seem to be fun, so I stopped caring about it.

A year has passed, and a year has been peaceful.

Until one day, when I was chasing an injured sparrow with my childhood iron buddy Lao Cai, I accidentally broke into the back mountain and began to have a turn, I didn't expect that the turning point was actually related to my life.

Even now, in front of the computer screen where my experiences are being written, I can't help but wonder if my life would have been different if I hadn't had that bird, maybe not so rich, but at least as peaceful as I wanted.

Ahem, I deviated, and I said that I would get to the point. The back mountain is a place I will never forget for the rest of my life, and there is also the lonely grave in the back mountain.

There was a female ghost sealed by my grandfather, no, two to be exact. She still appears in my dreams to this day.

That was the first time I had seen a ghost, and it made me know that there are ghosts in the world. My little friend fainted, but I didn't, even when the ghost's tongue was about to reach my forehead.

The human brain is a very amazing thing, and when the brain is so scared that it chooses to forget about it.

I don't remember how I escaped from the ghost's bloody mouth, but I remember that when I woke up the next day, I was all right, lying alone on the bed, the sachet around my neck slipped out of the collar at some point, I reached out to stuff it back, but found that something was wrong, and when I opened it, I found that the triangular yellow paper inside was gone, and only a small handful of black paper was left.

I ran to my grandfather, and he looked at him.

Then his old man began to teach me some strange things, that is, the technique of the Sanqing Charm that I used later, in addition to a set of boxing techniques, his old man especially emphasized that this set of boxing techniques was created by our Chu family who did not know how many generations of ancestors created, and it was extremely powerful.

Although in later practice, I found that this set of boxing methods is useless for driving away evil spirits, but it is indeed very good at beating people. Of course, that's all for later.

My family is very simple, my grandfather, my parents, and me.

At that time, in that backward mountain village, my parents only gave birth to one child, which was a very strange thing.

But it's true, the only child at that time didn't make people feel like a trend like now, but felt that either men or women couldn't do it, so my parents were chewed by the neighbors behind their backs.

But even so, in fact, the older generation understands in their hearts that our old Chu family has been in a single vein since they moved to this small mountain village, so after learning about this from the mouth of the older generation. The object of being chewed on the root of the tongue was upgraded from my parents to our entire old Chu family, and they all said that it was because of the things that our Chu family ancestors handed down that harmed us.

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My grandfather knew some side door skills, presided over some grave and land viewing things in the village, and lived a comfortable life.

When I was eight or nine years old, there was a craze in the village to go out to work, and my parents were no exception, and they both went to work in the big city. I know very little about my grandmother, and I heard that she passed away when she was in the middle of the Wen Dynasty. So I can say that I was brought up by my grandfather.

I don't know if it's because I belong to left-behind children, I have become an introvert. Maybe I won't admit that I'm not only introverted but also have low self-esteem, but it seems like an inescapable fact.

The three-character scripture says: At the beginning of man, his nature is good. With a little understanding, it is not difficult to understand the gist of this: everyone is born with a blank slate, and their outlook on life, values, and the cultivation of character are only formed by the influence of the acquired growth environment.

I never knew what my outlook on life and values were, but then I realized that I didn't have this thing at all.

In the days that followed, I met a man who told me that every introvert has a habit of flying and flying in the depths of his soul. I understand this sentence as the comfort and comfort of the soul, that is, to find a different reason to tell myself that I am different, and only in this way can I live proudly in this world.

I've always agreed with that, because I'm such a person. Thankfully, I have skills that no one else has. I thought that I could rely on my ability to make a difference on campus, and it was best to win the favor of any class flower and school flower, and then live a life of hugging left and right.

But reality hit me hard, slapped me when I was drooling Y/Y, and kicked me in the ass again.

There are ghosts in the world, but not all of them. Ever since I started to get in touch with the art of the Three Clearings Spell until I graduated from junior high school, this is a good example.

And this also indirectly caused last night's danger. I always thought that what I had learned would never be used in my life, so even under the strict supervision of my grandfather, I only learned half of it.

And he is arrogant that he is already a very good existence in this world, and any demons and monsters are just a fart problem.

After last night's battle, I realized that I was really not wrong, but the object should be flipped over, and I was really just a fart problem for those demons and monsters, as long as they didn't want to put it, they could hold me back from where I came from in minutes.

Last night's fight was the first battle I have learned in nearly a decade, and since it was the first time, it must have been impressive and worth talking about. But the detailed words will inevitably be protracted and boring, so I'll pick up some one-sided ones.

I don't want to go into detail about life before high school, it's just a trivial matter of eating, drinking, and sleeping, and I will mention it again if I need to mention it in the future.

My personality is introverted, which I will never deny, but after high school, perhaps due to the influence of a few bad friends in the dormitory, I found that I slowly changed, although not to become lively and cheerful, but at least I am no longer the introvert I used to be.

It is said that things gather by like, and people are grouped, and I found that this sentence really has its own truth. Although the other people are not as introverted as I am, they are all masters who don't like to learn.

As soon as I returned to the dormitory, everyone kept silent about the topic of studying.

And students don't talk about studying, they can only talk about beautiful women, beautiful women and beautiful women.