Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Secret of Guiyunguan
In the afternoon, my sister proposed to take me to the town to buy clothes, and my father took out a dozen red tickets without saying a word.
"Pick it for your brother, it's time to catch up with the age when you want to get married, and dress up neatly."
"Dad, I'm only two hundred yuan for all of my life, you are really generous to my brother." My sister said dissatisfied.
"How much did it cost me to raise you for so many years, and your brother didn't spend a penny and still recognized me as a father, hurry up, don't talk nonsense." After saying that, my father's tears came out again.
My sister and I couldn't bear to look at it. Hurry out the door.
We were walking to town, and it was muddy and we couldn't take anyone on a bike.
"Brother, how beautiful is my sister-in-law? Describe it to me. ”
"Hey, hey. Let me think about it. Oh yes, there's a passage on the Internet about a beautiful woman like your sister-in-law. Ahem, Zhu Yin blinked. Qingxia drank, Shuzhen bit the card, Yazhi brushed her sleeves, Zuxian dressed, and Zhang Min turned back. Your sister-in-law looks like she is wearing a wedding dress, a collection of six beautiful women in ancient costumes, a peerless beauty, quiet and independent. ”
"Haha, I'll tell him this when I see her."
I also met many young people along the way, and the fields were originally the best meeting place for rural couples. When the New Year is out, young people will go out to work, and as soon as they go out, it will be a whole year, so these days are the last time for them to express their emotions.
Some of them hugged each other tightly and washed each other's faces with their tongues. Even when I saw it, my face was red, and it was strange that my sister didn't even react at all.
Is it because he is too young?
It stands to reason that this girl is more precocious, and my sister is fifteen years old, and it is the season of the beginning of love.
"Are you really going to never marry?" I asked her in a whisper.
"Brother, actually, it's not all because I'm afraid of five disadvantages and three shortcomings. Sister, I also have a last resort. My sister said with a sigh.
"What's the problem?"
"You are not allowed to laugh at me, let alone say it."
"Okay, don't worry, I'll be tight-lipped." Now my curiosity was aroused, and I quickly nodded.
"Actually, I'm a lily."
“……”
What I thought was bold and shocked by words had only happened once, on my sixteenth birthday when my dad said I wasn't his own son. Now this is the second time I've been shocked, a thunderstorm on a dry day, a real thunderstorm on a dry day, so shocked that I almost stumbled and slipped into the ditch.
It's good, it's powerful.
The question of sexual orientation is scientifically determined by genes, and genes determine whether you prefer men or women. In traditional Chinese medicine, it is because there is something wrong with the ghost. Traditional Chinese medicine divides the human soul into three parts, namely the refreshing spirit, the fetal light, and the ghostly spirit.
Shuangling is the consciousness of people, and all thoughts, memories, wisdom, judgments, and identifications are related to Shuangling. Fetal light is the main life, that is, vitality. And the elves are the ones who specialize in dominating sexual orientation. Decide what the person prefers, man or woman.
After falling out of love, the pain is unbearable, and the gloomy and sad spirit is actually the ghost spirit is injured. The nature of the ghost cannot be changed, so homosexuality is not a disease that cannot be cured at all.
My sister said that she was a lily and only liked girls, and I could only feel sorry for my parents for this, and I didn't plan to correct her sexual orientation problem.
"Don't you have anything to say?" My sister asked me.
"Hehe, it's good if you're happy. In fact, this kind of thing can't help you, it's instinct. ”
"Brother, I knew you would definitely be considerate of me." My sister let out a sigh of relief.
Not far ahead is a stone bridge in disrepair, the stone bridge is very narrow, half of it is damaged and impassable, and the remaining half is barely passable.
As soon as I walked to the bridge, I felt that there was a white figure on the left guardrail in the middle of the bridge, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a tragic car accident ghost.
This is a skinny man in his forties. Sitting on the ground with his back against the guardrail, his legs were covered in blood, and his face and chest were covered in blood. His eyes were confused and he stared at everyone who crossed the bridge, as if he wanted to find out the murderer who killed him.
This kind of ghost is pathetic. Although he was very unwilling to die, because he didn't know who hurt him, he couldn't vent his resentment, and he could only stay at the scene of the car accident after becoming a ghost. Day after day, I waited for the driver to appear.
He can't hurt people, and the key thing can only be to harm the driver who caused the accident.
So I didn't think much about it when I saw him, this kind of thing is not in my hands, and I can't control it.
An electric car came from the opposite side. When we crossed the bridge, my sister and I walked separately. She walked in front and I was behind.
When my sister walked up to the ghost, I saw her pause slightly and then carefully walked around the ghost.
"Sister, can you see ghosts?" After crossing the bridge, I asked her strangely.
"Brother. I'm a living person, how can hell I see. ”
"In the middle of the bridge, there is a middle-aged man who died tragically in a car accident, and after his death, he turned into a ghost and sat on the ground with his back against the guardrail, which is the position you deliberately bypassed. I'm because I can't see ghosts because all three souls are incomplete. But you seem to instinctively get around it, what's going on? I pointed to the car accident ghost and said to my sister.
"Ahh I don't know why I avoided it, I just felt very uncomfortable when I passed through there. By the way, brother, I want to see that ghost too. Can you help me? ”
"How can I help you, I don't have cow tears on me, and I don't have willow leaves now."
"I have a way to do this, you stretch out your hand."
I don't know what kind of medicine my sister sells in the gourd. Extend your left hand. My sister looked solemnly at the location of the car accident ghost, pressed her right hand on my palm, and said, "Use your supernatural powers!" ”
I felt a chill on my body, as if something had really been borrowed by her.
"Ahh Elder brother. I really saw it, it's scary. My sister screamed and quickly shook her hand away.
"Did you see that ghost?"
"Yes, I still know it, it's Zhang Tieba, who sells fritters in our village. He was hit and killed on a stone bridge the year before last, and the murderer has never been found, and the police have not found out who hit him afterwards. ”
"Can you figure out who the murderer is?"
"If the murderer is a person within a radius of ten miles, I should be able to figure it out. But I don't dare to count this kind of thing, life and death are life and wealth. I can't do the right thing for heaven. My sister said.
Hearing her mention the matter of doing the right thing for the heavens, I suddenly thought of the head token of our Guiyun Temple. I've been keeping this token with the Tiger Talisman, and now the Tiger Talisman is still in the token but it's gone. Nurse Wang said that when I was found, I didn't have any tokens on me.
Nor can it be taken away. Because the Tiger Talisman is obviously worth much more than the Bronze Token.
At first, I thought that the token might have been lost in the Tang Tomb, until I found four seal characters printed on the skin on my left chest: For the Heavenly Path.
It seems that the head token has not been lost, but disappeared by itself, and there must be a big mystery in this.
Thinking of this, I became more and more curious about the Dao Gate of Guiyun Temple. If nothing else, just by reciting the name of Lingbao Dao Venerable when reciting the mantra, it distinguishes it from all the sects in the world.
Thinking of the fact that in the big temple, Lingbao Daozun was able to separate a wisp of divine thought to save me, and I felt more and more that Guiyunguan was not as simple as I imagined.
My dad is the reincarnation of Li Chunfeng. Why would he be willing to stay in a small view of returning to the clouds?
According to my master's dictation, the Guiyunguan sect was first established during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, which was the most active era of Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng.
Could it be that the person who established the Guiyun Temple was Li Chunfeng?
After my master got back the head token in the Taiqing Palace, he immediately handed it over to me, and I thought it was strange at the time. Now that I think about it, it was most likely pre-arranged by my dad.
Li Chunfeng deduced that I was born a thousand years ago, but he didn't know what I looked like. And the design inside the Tang tomb is pre-determined, so how can he recognize me? The answer can only be the head token of Guiyunguan.
Also, why can I easily pull out the Heavenly Son Karma Fire Sword in the Hidden Sword Room, is it because I carry the head token of the Returning Cloud Temple?
At the last moment of life and death, why can I activate the most mysterious power of the Ring of Proverbs, is it also because I carry the Master Token?
Now the Don tomb is destroyed. The hidden sword room was dissolved by the volcano, and all the relics left by Li Chunfeng were destroyed, so the head token also disappeared with it.
Yes, it must be!
When I think about this layer. The four words on my chest began to heat up, and it became extremely hot, and I couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
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