I looked at Uncle Yang and handed over a cigarette: "Uncle, you see what you said is weird and scary." Besides, isn't your nephew helping the village solve a scourge? You look at me like a bad person, huh? "Since the old man has a story, hook him to tell it. I could hear what was going on in his mind, so it was extra easy to set up.

He doesn't look like a bad guy in my eyes, and I don't have the murderous aura of a Yin soldier; Maybe it's just the ghost aura on his body that he recognizes. Now that I know what he's thinking, I simply take the initiative to dispel his doubts:

"Hi ~ uncle, don't you know that we young people? Do everything impulsively. When I went to college, a few classmates were bored, so I said that we would play Saucer Fairy together. Who knows that after the game, some strange things will happen one after another. Later, I burned incense again, and I went to ask someone to see this thing to cover it up. But now I often have nightmares, which is also quite disturbing, what do you think is the whole thing? Then I vividly described how terrifying it was when I played the Disc Fairy, and basically brought out all the supernatural things I had seen before.

After a long time, Old Uncle Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out that this is the case, but you still have the smell of those things on your body." I didn't learn much from Master, so I only learned to heal. If he's an old man, I'm here to help. As he spoke, the old man took out his cigarette pot and smoked it himself. After a bag of cigarettes, he pulled out the paste from the smoke pot, and took out some herbs from the medicine box he was carrying, mashed and mixed them, and applied them to my wounds:

"This will stop the bleeding."

After applying it, it did work wonders, and the blood did not flow anymore. The old man cleaned up the blood stains for me, and now it looks much more refreshing.

"You kid must have something to say, but I don't think you look like a bad person; Let's talk to you. As he spoke, the old man pulled up his sleeve, and a large part of his left arm was covered with a numbing scar. It's like...... The wound on my shoulder was only that his wound was not so thick; It's like a smaller claw gouging out, and the one who grabbed him must have come from the underworld.

"Old Uncle Yang, this is ......" I couldn't help but ask in amazement.

"At that time, I was not as old as you are now, and I was herding sheep in the mountains. He fell asleep on the mountain, as he had done in the past, and when he woke up, he drove the sheep home. As a result, I slept until the evening that day, and was woken up by the cold. When I woke up and saw that it was getting dark, I hurried around looking for sheep and wanted to drive them home. Finally, I drove the sheep back to the village, and found that two were missing; I didn't dare to tell my family about this, so I hurried back to the mountains to look for sheep. But where can you find it? No one knows where they've gone. The old man filled another bag of cigarettes, and I lit them for him. I saw the corners of his eyes twitch, as if he remembered something he didn't want to remember.

"If you can't find it, you have to look for it, and it is a great sin to lose the Lord's sheep that year. I searched all over the mountains, and then I heard movement in the canyon and I thought it was sheep there. I was happy in my heart, and I hurriedly ran over to find it. As a result, when I reached the bottom of the valley, I felt that something was wrong, and the whole canyon was particularly cold; There were also some neat footsteps. I panicked, and the footsteps were getting closer. I thought it was bandits, and it must be too late to climb back to the mountain at this time. I had to find a place to hide, and I could hear my heart beating. ”

I said in my heart: At this time, it is unreasonable for you to still call. The old man took a sip of water, and then said:

"I saw a faint layer of foggy light coming from the depths of the canyon, and I watched from behind the rocks. Slowly I saw clearly, where was the footsteps of some bandits? It was the sound of the armor rubbing of a group of ancient soldiers. They were all expressionless, and some of them even looked like dried corpses. I didn't dare to come out, and it felt like a year every second of hiding there. In the end, I couldn't hold back, and before they could finish, I ran away screaming. When I heard a movement, the ghost soldiers came to arrest me. When I saw them rushing over, I was so frightened that I immediately sat down on the ground. A ghost soldier at the head of the row stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and I instinctively raised my hand to block; This scar was left. Later, I met my master, and he saved me from the ghost soldiers. said that it was to save me, but in fact, he blocked it a little with talisman and cinnabar, picked me up and ran away. In the words of his old man: Anyone who blocks the Yin soldiers from borrowing the way is death. As he spoke, the old man looked lonely.

I can hear the excitement, what kind of master is a tough guy who dares to rob people under the hands of ghost soldiers?

Then the old man began to tell the story behind him, and he couldn't go back to the village like this: 1. If he is injured like this, he will die if he goes back; 2. If the lord's sheep is lost, he doesn't dare to go back. Lao Dao took him to a Taoist temple deep in the mountains to treat his wounds, and when he saw that he had nowhere to go, he accepted him as a disciple.

How do I feel so familiar? Even though I know he is telling the truth; But it's still a lot like a certain bridge.

"Since then, I've believed that there's really something dirty in this world; Come, doll, reach out. When the old man saw my expression, he thought I didn't believe it, so he took my palm; Then he kept drawing with his fingers on my palm. When I finished drawing, I took my hands in my hands. I looked at him puzzled:

"Old Uncle Yang, what kind of name is this?"

"Hehehe, doll, this is palm thunder, which belongs to Maoshan Taoism. I can't think of it now, just open it when you want to hear it. This is mainly used to deter ordinary ghosts. The old man smiled, as if he had given a doll some kind of toy.

Shocking the average ghost? I'm embarrassed Nima. Since the old man can draw talismans in my hand, it shouldn't be a big problem, so I struggled for a long time, so I simply opened my heart with a horizontal handle.

"Bang!!" There was a loud bang in the palm of his hand, and the arm was numb in shock; There was even some black gas gushing out of the wound on his shoulder. The old man in front of him has some skills, and he actually has the true Dao method.

The old man looked at my surprised expression and showed a smile: "During the Chinese New Year, some little dolls will ask me to draw a palm thunder for them, just to listen to it." Then there was a hint of loneliness in his smile: "In the past, I would seal some little ghosts, but now I can't." Master is a skill, and I haven't learned one ten-thousandth of it. You still have yin energy in your body, and I can't do anything about it; Maybe my brother can. He was in a Taoist temple called Qingji Temple dozens of miles away from this village. ”

Qingjiguan? It's a familiar name, and then inquire carefully; It's also the Taoist temple that black and white impermanence sent me to. I didn't expect that the old man and the old man in front of him were both descendants of Maoshan, and it was impossible to get rid of the ghost qi in the body; Lord Chenghuang directly entered the soul waist card for me, and he also got rid of his hair. On the way back, it is necessary to thank the old Taoist and the little Taoist.