Chapter 11 Masters

Legend has it that there is a kind of person in the world who can see the qi on a person's body, and judge the person's good fortune and misfortune.

And if this person dies soon, the qi on his body will become thick and turbid, like a black mist.

Hu Qianqiu felt that that girl might be the kind of person in the legend.

Is it because Song Xiao is disrespectful that she said angry words, or does she really think that our lives are short?

But when I met that girl, I hadn't watched the video yet, could it be that there was death on my body at that time?

That video is also very weird, and after watching it, it completely disappears, as if it never happened.

Did the people who watched the video happen to be the two of us, or did the Ghostface have already calculated all this, and that video was actually specially prepared for us?

Hu Qianqiu's mind was filled with all kinds of questions.

Could it be that there is indeed a fate in this world, it is like a thread that binds us firmly?

So we were destined to find that memory card in the hotel, destined to meet that girl in this place, destined to have an accident after watching the video, and destined to die in the near future......

The more Hu Qianqiu thought about it, the more he thought about it, and Song Xiao hadn't come to his senses at this time, what happened tonight was too weird, compared to Hu Qianqiu, he still had to bear extremely strong bereavement, ordinary people may have collapsed, it was not easy for Song Xiao to do this, so although the matter about that girl was just Hu Qianqiu's speculation, he couldn't let go for a long time.

Hu Qianqiu saw that Song Xiao had not moved for a long time, so he calmly thought about countermeasures in his mind, as calm as an outsider.

"The two little friends in front!" A voice came from behind, interrupting Hu Qianqiu's thoughts.

This street is close to the hotel where Yu Xuefei had an accident, and it is already relatively remote, and at this time, it is the dead of night, and there was no one around, but the person suddenly spoke up, Hu Qianqiu and Song Xiao were startled, and turned their heads to look behind at the same time.

The person who spoke was an elderly Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown, and holding a dust whisk in his hand.

This Taoist priest had a goat's beard nearly three inches long, many of which were already white, and he looked to be sixty years old, to say the least. His complexion is yellowish, his face is furrowed, and his nose is almost wrinkled, as if he is wearing a wrinkled mask, but his eyes are black and white, and his back is straighter than Song Xiao, not like an old man at all.

Hu Qianqiu heard that real cultivators were so energetic when they were old, so he didn't dare to despise this Taoist priest for a while, and asked, "Is there something wrong with the old Taoist?" ”

The Taoist priest touched his beard and said, "Poor Dao saw two dark clouds hovering over here in the distance, pinched his fingers, and learned that there were demons and evil spirits, so he came to investigate. ”

Hu Qianqiu faintly felt that this person's figure and voice were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Hu Qianqiu looked up at the sky, at this time the bright moon was hanging high, not to mention dark clouds, not even a crow.

Hu Qianqiu thought to himself: "It seems that most of this person is also a god of rivers and lakes, seeing that we are in this remote place in the middle of the night, and Song Xiao is just gone, so I guess that we have encountered something difficult, and want to take the opportunity to fool us into making some oil and water." ”

Hu Qianqiu just wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but Song Xiao shouted as if he had lost his mind: "Dao Chang save me." ”

The attitude is so attentive that he almost kneels on the ground and kowtows.

The Taoist priest waved the dust, and said: "Poor Dao should do his best to help." ”

The voice fell, and without waiting for Hu Qianqiu and Song Xiao to reply, the Taoist priest pinned the dust to his waist, pinched the sword trick with his left and right hands at the same time, and recited: "Five-star town color, light Xuanming." After speaking, the left and right hands pointed to the eyebrows of Hu Qianqiu and Song Xiao respectively, and the movements were so fast that the two had no time to react.

Hu Qianqiu once read some ancient medical books, and knew that there was an acupuncture point called Yintang on the center of the eyebrows, which belonged to the strange acupoint outside the meridians, which could clear the eyes and nose and concentrate with peace of mind, and the Taoist Yintang acupoint was also called "Shangdantian", which was the house of the Tibetan gods, and was extremely mysterious.

Hu Qianqiu didn't know what the Taoist priest's intentions were in doing this, but the moment the other party's fingers touched his Yin Tang acupoint, he suddenly felt a warm current flowing into his brain, and his body and spirit were greatly relaxed.

Hu Qianqiu's eyes were closed, and he slowly felt all this.

The warm current circled around his brain and then split into two, flowing to his left and right eyes respectively, Hu Qianqiu's eyes suddenly began to ache sharply, as if there was a force in them resisting this warm current, and some hot and sticky liquid flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Hu Qianqiu rubbed his eyes, wiped the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes, and then slowly opened them.

Hu Qianqiu was surprised to find that there was suddenly a girl with wet clothes and hair on the street where there were originally only three people.

The girl also noticed Hu Qianqiu at this time, but her eyes looked a little surprised, as if she was surprised that Hu Qianqiu could see her.

Hu Qianqiu turned his head to look at Song Xiao, he was also stunned at this time, and his eyes had turned completely black.

Hu Qianqiu asked the Taoist priest, "Is she a ghost?" ”

The Taoist priest was stunned for a while, as if he didn't know who Hu Qianqiu was talking about, but finally nodded and said: "It's okay if you want to say that, people have three souls and seven spirits, and after a person dies, the soul gradually dies with the annihilation of the body, and the soul will leave the body and go to the underworld, which is what you often say that the soul is scattered." But after death, people often still have some memories of the world, so their souls will stay in the world for a while, which is what you call ghosts. ”

Hu Qianqiu still had doubts about this Taoist priest, but he was not Song Xiao after all, and he couldn't learn to beg in a low voice, so he asked, "What happened to us, and what happened to our eyes?" ”

The Taoist priest reached out and touched his beard, and then told them about it.

"You should have been subjected to extremely vicious evil arts, as far as Poor Dao knows, this kind of evil magic flourished for a period of time in today's Yunnan and Guangxi during the Wei and Jin dynasties, but it was lost in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and there are only some sporadic records in various ancient books.

Unlike other witchcraft in ancient times, the object of the caster was often themselves, because at that time they practiced witchcraft often through the medium of ghosts, and after they practiced this kind of witchcraft, they could change their eyes, so that they could see ghosts, so that their practice would be of great benefit, and the eyes that could see ghosts were also called 'ghost eyes'. ”

Song Xiao asked impatiently, "So, this ghost eye has no harm other than allowing us to see ghosts?" ”

The Taoist priest shook his head: "Although these ghosts have not yet entered the underworld, after all, they belong to two completely different worlds from us, and forcibly breaking the barriers between the two worlds through external forces is going against the sky, and they will definitely be punished by the Heavenly Dao." What's more, it is said that there are many mysteries in this ghost eye, but it is very old, and it is unknown what it is. ”

Hu Qianqiu was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Then why did the people in the past still practice this evil method?" ”

"It is not advisable to speculate on the ancients with the thoughts of today's people, for them, death is not terrible, and it is their life's pursuit to elevate the magic to the extreme."

Hu Qianqiu thought of the masters in martial arts novels who put life and death aside just to compete for the first place in the world, and nodded involuntarily.

The Taoist priest continued: "What's more, there are many other kinds of techniques they have practiced since childhood, many of which are to strengthen the body and prolong life, and their cultivation is step-by-step, so according to ancient records, even if they cultivate into ghost eyes, they often have more than twenty years of life. ”

Hu Qianqiu knew that there was something in this Taoist priest's words, so he followed his words and asked, "What about us?" ”

The Taoist priest sighed, "You have never cultivated this evil art, you don't have the slightest foundation, you were forced to use external force to open the ghost eye in an instant, at most, it is only three years of life." ”

The Taoist priest's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, Hu Qianqiu's mind suddenly went blank, and Song Xiao also sat directly on the ground.

Although Hu Qianqiu was already disheartened, this state only lasted for a moment before it changed.

"Heh, three years ......" When he thought of the girl's words before, Hu Qianqiu thought that he and Song Xiao would die soon, but now he heard that he had three years to live at most, which was better news for him.

Hu Qianqiu looked at the Taoist priest and said in his tone: "Since the Taoist chief has worked tirelessly to come here, I think he already knows the method of cracking, and please give me advice." ”

The Taoist priest looked at Hu Qianqiu, and showed a slightly surprised expression, "I'...... Ahem, Poor Dao thought that you would be as negative as your friend for a long time, but I didn't expect you to accept the reality so quickly, it's really rare. ”

Hu Qianqiu didn't dwell on the unnaturalness of this Taoist priest's speech, and turned his head to look at Song Xiao, he was still dull and listless at the moment, and he didn't listen to the conversation just now.

"He can't be blamed for this, he's been through so much tonight, his grandfather has also died, and it's not normal for him to be calm at this time."

The Taoist priest glanced at Hu Qianqiu with strange eyes, nodded, and said: "Just now you said that the poor Dao has a way to crack it, but you really overestimate the poor Dao, and I only determined what happened to you after seeing you, but although I don't have a way to crack it, I have a way to alleviate it."

As long as you follow the poor path and practice the righteous way, although you can't completely eliminate the calamity caused by the ghost eye, you can at least resist it and extend the period of three years, but how much it can be extended depends on your respective talents. I'm also going to look for those ancient books and see if I can find a way to crack them. ”

Hu Qianqiu nodded, now this is indeed no way.

Hu Qianqiu saw that Song Xiao was still in a state of distraction, so he stepped forward and slapped him twice, Song Xiaodeng came back to his senses, he looked at Hu Qianqiu with a puzzled face, and Hu Qianqiu told him briefly about Fang Cai. As soon as Song Xiao heard that there was a chance to live, he was overjoyed, jumped around with Hu Qianqiu in his arms, and almost set off firecrackers to celebrate.

Hu Qianqiu originally thought that since he followed this Taoist priest to practice, he had to perform a bow to the teacher, but the Taoist priest said that he only taught the two of them the Taoist method, and there was no need to be commensurate with the master and apprentice.

The Taoist priest gave the two of them an address and asked them to go to him again tomorrow, and then they separated from the two, and when they parted, Hu Qianqiu knew that his Taoist name was called Xuanqingzi.

Although Hu Qianqiu had decided to follow Xuan Qingzi to learn art, he did not completely dispel his doubts in his heart.