When the bus arrived, Meng Xingyuan squeezed out the crowded carriage like canned sardines, and stood on the side of the road, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the dark and low night sky, lit a cheap cigarette. As the choking smoke was inhaled into his lungs, a feeling of sadness and helplessness welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Three months ago, Meng Xingyuan, who had just graduated from an unpopular university, came to this strange city alone. He originally thought that he would be glamorous, going in and out of high-end office buildings in suits and leather shoes, and surrounded by beautiful female colleagues wearing stockings and short skirts, stepping on high heels, and spraying perfume every day. However, the first minute he stepped into the talent market, this dream was shattered by the overwhelming crowd of job seekers, scattered recruiters and discarded resumes.

For a week, he didn't find a suitable job, and even only got two interviews.

Looking at the flatter and flatter wallet, Meng Xingyuan had no choice but to find a job as a hotel waiter first. Meng Xingyuan had to hurry to catch the last bus every night after getting off work, and it took more than an hour to drag his extremely tired body back to this simple and cramped rental house, and fell asleep.

The reason why he didn't rent a house near where he worked is easy to understand - the rent is too expensive, and Meng Xingyuan can't afford it now.

"When will I be able to have my own house in this city, a stable and decent job, a car of my own, and a girlfriend I love into?" Thinking of this, Meng Xingyuan smiled dismally and stepped on the cigarette butt.

"Squeak...... Boom!"

There was a sharp sound of brakes and a dull crash in his ears, and Meng Xingyuan's first feeling was: It's not good, it must have been a car accident.

He looked up and sure enough, a few meters away on the road, a taxi and a white car driving in the wrong direction collided. The front hoods of the two cars were hit high and deformed, and the windshield was like a spider's web, indicating the seriousness of the accident.

"Hurry up and save people!" Meng Xingyuan, who was simple in nature, didn't think much about it, and ran directly to the scene of the car accident.

By the streetlight, he saw the driver of the white sedan lying crooked, his head covered in blood, his eyes closed, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Everyone, come and help save people!" Meng Xingyuan shouted to the crowd next to him. The onlookers were just whispering, pointing, and watching the excitement not far away, but no one stepped forward to help, not even one who called an ambulance.

Meng Xingyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead because he was in a hurry, and inadvertently saw that the window glass in the back seat of the taxi was open.

He sprang over in a few steps, pulled the button on the door lock from the outside, and opened the door with ease. When he was about to pull the injured person out, he was slightly stunned, because the passenger in the car was actually a Taoist priest.

I saw that the Taoist priest was about fifty years old, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, with a mustache that was not long or short, his hair was tied in a bun, and he was wearing a flat and flat mixed yuan hat, and the top of the bun was pinned with a hosta. The whole person's dress looks very similar to Lin Zhengying in the movie, but his neck is twisted, and blood is constantly coming out of his mouth and nose.

"What do you think, Chief? I'll call an ambulance right away. As he spoke, Meng Xingyuan took out his mobile phone that had been used for more than two years.

"Thank you, rescue...... Grace, cough ......" The Taoist priest said intermittently, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to take out a small, antique bottle from his robe, but he no longer had the strength to pull out the cork on the bottle.

Meng Xingyuan hurriedly helped pull out the cork and put a dark red elixir in the bottle into the Taoist priest's mouth.

The Taoist priest gasped for a while before he said, "The poor Dao has a premonition, and the little brother doesn't have to work in vain. I can only hold on to half a pillar of incense for another half a pillar of incense with this 'Yuan Shou Dan'. I have something very important to say to you......"

Meng Xingyuan interrupted the Taoist priest's words: "If you have anything to say, wait until you are injured." If you continue to delay time, you will die. ”

The Taoist priest smiled dismally: "Little brother, life and death are up to heaven, and the poor Dao has already seen through it." It's just that Poor Dao has an earth-shattering event to entrust to you, I don't know if the little brother is willing to agree. ”

I don't know if the little pill I ate had such a miraculous effect, the Taoist priest's face changed from pale just now to a little bloody, and he spoke more fluently. Meng Xingyuan was also a little relieved.

"I'm just a lowly worker, how can I be worth entrusting me with something earth-shattering? I'm afraid I'll let you down. Meng Xingyuan is telling the truth, he wants money without money, he wants power without power, he wants power, he wants power, and even his girlfriend in college broke up with him a few days before graduation. How can such a person with nothing have the courage to undertake an "earth-shattering" event?

"Little brother, you rushed forward desperately to rescue the poor road, which shows that you are kind-hearted. Although you have no flesh in your ears, a low and narrow forehead, and slightly convex eyes, you have a shallow face of Fuyuan, but you have heavy eyebrows and wide bottoms, and you are destined to be a late bloomer. Besides, little brother, the end of the poor road is approaching, who else can I find besides entrusting it to you now? Could it be that the poor road has worked hard and traveled for half a lifetime, and it will end in failure?" The Taoist priest's tone was very helpless and unwilling, and he looked at Meng Xingyuan with begging eyes.

Meng Xingyuan was originally a soft-hearted person, and seeing that the Taoist priest was seriously injured, he couldn't bear to disappoint him, so he said, "Okay, if there is anything about the Daoist, please tell me." ”

The Taoist priest's face was happy, and there was a bit of brilliance in his eyes. He pointed to a jar beside him that was dark, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, and had several Dao talismans pasted on it, and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, the poor Dao is to entrust the little brother to bury this 'Dingyin Jar' on the Wutong Ridge of Phoenix Mountain a hundred miles away. Inside this jar is an evil ghost that hurts and drinks people's blood. In order to catch this evil ghost, it took a huge amount of experience and time. Little brother, you have to bury this jar on the top of the mountain, as the saying goes, the top is yang, and the foot is yin. You need to find a sunny place on Wutong Ridge, dig three feet into the ground and bury it. “

Meng Xingyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "This is not difficult, I can do it, please rest assured." ”

"Little brother, it's not over yet. After burying it, you also have to plant a peach tree in each of its four directions - the peach tree belongs to the yang, which can dispel the evil spirit of this evil spirit. Finally, there is the most important step," the Taoist priest took out a delicate gossip chart and a stack of yellow paper from his bosom and handed it to Meng Xingyuan, "You also have to bury this gossip map in dry sand and soil directly above the jar, and then bury these zodiac maps one by one according to the directions drawn by the poor Dao." I guess that's not going to be a problem for you. ”

Taking the stack of papers, Meng Xingyuan looked through them, and it was not the imaginary spirit rune, but eight drawings of animals and birds. The drawing is also very simple, just drawing a rough outline with cinnabar on yellow paper.

Seeing Meng Xingyuan's puzzled look, the Taoist priest said: "The gossip contains: 'Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui', which symbolize 'heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountain, and Ze' respectively. And 'horse, cow, sheep, dragon, chicken, pig, pheasant, dog' are the attributes of the Bagua totem. Use these pictures to suppress the 'Yin Fixing Jar', even if the evil ghost has the ability to reach the sky, he will not be able to escape and harm people. Little brother, do you understand?"

Meng Xingyuan nodded as if he didn't understand.

The Taoist priest waved his hand: "When the poor Dao arrives at the end of the day, it is also fate to be lucky enough to meet your little brother." Poor Dao will give you a jade pendant, which will not only protect you from being injured by the evil ghost in the jar, but also ensure that you will be safe and secure for the rest of your life. Little brother, you have to wear this jade with you at all times, and you can't even take it off when you take a bath. Remember, remember. ”

Meng Xingyuan reverently put the piece of jade in the shape of gossip with a warm texture and delicate luster on his neck: "I am deeply grateful to the Dao Chief, I remember it." ”

"Huh. A smile appeared on the Taoist priest's face, "Little brother, you are anxious about what people are anxious about, see their righteousness; when you see disasters on the road, you reach out to help them, and see their benevolence; when you get a gift, you can thank them, show respect in your words, and see their courtesy; when you save people, the rules and regulations are not chaotic, you can give up difficulties and save easily, and you can see their wisdom; you have no complaints or regrets, and you can see their faith." Entrusting this matter to someone like you with benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith, what should I not worry about?"

Meng Xingyuan's face turned red when he said these few words: "The Tao is serious, although I am just a working boy with no long life, but I have promised other people's things, and I must do my best to do it." ”

"Okay! I made a promise and did my best, which was done by my husband. The Taoist priest took out a small paper bag again, "Little brother, I have one last thing for you." ”

Meng Xingyuan opened it and saw that it was actually a stack of pink RMB: "Dao Chief, I can't accept this ......"

The Taoist priest interrupted him: "Little brother, do you think that a person who is about to ascend still needs this thing? Besides, if the little brother wants to help me so much, why not give away some useless things from the poor Dao?"

Thinking that the money on his body might not even be enough for the fare to Phoenix Mountain, Meng Xingyuan reluctantly put it away: "Don't worry, Dao Chief, I will definitely bury this jar according to Dao Chief's instructions, and never let that evil ghost come out to hurt people again." ”

The Taoist priest nodded in satisfaction, and then his eyes spread. He muttered to himself: "When we are about to finish our work, we encounter an unforeseen disaster, is this the will of heaven? I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled!" After speaking, his eyes full of tears slowly closed.

"Dao Chief, Dao Chief. Meng Xingyuan shook the Taoist priest's body, but did not respond. He put his finger under the Taoist priest's nose, and the Taoist priest was no longer breathing.

In the blink of an eye, a life disappeared before his eyes. Meng Xingyuan shed a few tears sadly.

"Rest in peace, Chief. I'm not going to disappoint you. Meng Xingyuan bowed deeply to the remains of the Taoist priest. Then, he picked up the jar entrusted by the Taoist priest and quickly left the crowd of onlookers.