Zhang Erfu's soul was almost frightened when he heard this, and there was such a thing? No wonder his daughter-in-law couldn't give the child down for a day after giving birth, it turned out that the dirty things were causing damage.

How dare Zhang Erfu be lazy in this kind of life-threatening matter, he hurriedly did what the Taoist priest wanted, and before a while, he found all the items that the Taoist priest needed.

The Taoist priest took out a copper bowl from the magic bag, then poured red glutinous rice into it, crushed it with a copper rod, and then dipped it in rooster blood with a willow branch, and walked straight to the delivery room.

"Blind! Why don't you have any rules as a monk! Don't you see a baby going on here? A village woman hurriedly stopped the Taoist priest with her hand.

The situation was urgent, and the Taoist priest didn't have time to explain to her, so without saying a word, he took the copper bowl and threw it at the crowd, and the red glutinous rice in the bowl hit the crowd like raindrops.

"Ahh A miserable cry rang out in the delivery room, and then there was a woman on the floor of the delivery room, curled up on the ground with a painful expression and burns on her face.

The Taoist priest did not pause in his hand, he picked up the willow branch and whipped the woman fiercely, but the scene in front of him made everyone dumbfounded, and the wicker hit the woman with a "pop" spark.

The Taoist priest pumped harder and harder, and the pot-bellied ghost rolled in pain on the ground, and the moans of the pregnant woman in the delivery room were drowned out by her screams.

If a monk had not seen such a cruel hand on a pregnant woman, it would have been unheard of before, and everyone present could not bear to see it, but they did not dare to stop it, because this woman who suddenly appeared was too strange.

After all, the pot-bellied ghost still couldn't withstand the continuous vigorous beating, she lay on the ground and was dying, and the originally terrible screams also stopped.

At this moment, a loud baby cry sounded on the bed, a big fat boy fell to the ground in response, and the pregnant woman with dystocia finally gave birth to the child.

"Quick! Fast! Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and get hot water. Wen Po came to her senses from her stunned eyes, and she almost forgot about the business when she watched this drama just now.

The village women who came to help heard Wen Po's call and hurriedly fetched hot water, and then cut the umbilical cord and wiped the child's body, leaving the Taoist priest and the pot-bellied ghost to confront each other.

At this time, the female ghost was already angry and couldn't make a sound, and the Taoist priest pulled out the peach wood sword on her back and stabbed her throat to finish her.

At this moment, a dry thunder suddenly fell from the starry night sky, startling everyone.

"Thunder on the ground! Could it be that the heavens are warning me that this female ghost cannot be killed? The Taoist priest muttered to himself, and at the same time stopped the movement of his hand.

"Master, please raise your noble hand and let our mother and son go! I and the child in my womb also died in vain, and if you promise to kill us, we will never be surpassed. The pot-bellied ghost pleaded with the last of his strength.

But instead of arousing the Taoist priest's pity, her words made him even more angry, and he yelled at the big-bellied ghost with righteous words: "Now, you are still thinking about harming people? The original intention of my cultivation is to kill demons and evils and uphold justice, and today I will let your soul fly away. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Taoist priest did not hesitate, a peachwood sword was picked towards her throat, and the big-bellied ghost screamed miserably, and then the sword fell to the ground, and his body turned into a pool of blood on the ground until it slowly disappeared.

Lao Dao said that he still remembers the tears and frightened look on the face of the pot-bellied ghost, this is the first time he has seen the ghost cry, it is even more crying than people, I am embarrassed after hearing it, I actually feel that this pot-bellied ghost is pitiful but not hateful.

The matter ended like this, and later Zhang Erfu saved his wife and children because of a bowl of tea and a meal.

But there is one thing that is not over, when the Taoist priest left Zhangjia Village, he said to Da Zhuang's grandmother that Da Zhuang was born with a pair of yin and yang eyes that can pierce ghosts without the help of magic weapons, and is a good seedling to kill demons and eliminate demons. If grandma doesn't mind, he is willing to take Da Zhuang as an apprentice and teach him some skills.

As the saying goes, Wanguan's family wealth is not as good as a skill, and it is of course good to let his grandson learn some skills, but let the only heir of the Lao Ding family become a Taoist priest, and the big grandmother still refused. A monk can't marry a wife, so isn't the incense of her Ding family broken? What kind of face will I have to see my deceased son and husband after a hundred years?

The Taoist priest shook his head regretfully after hearing his grandmother's refusal, and he said regretfully: "Although I feel pity, I can understand it, after all, it is not something that everyone is willing to do by breaking away from the earthly world and cultivating the Tao. ”

I thought that this matter would be over, but I didn't expect Da Zhuang to stop doing it. It's strange that the Taoist priest's operation just now was too windy, Da Zhuang looked at it with admiration, and the admiration was even more spontaneous, and he was very happy to hear that the Taoist priest wanted to accept him as a disciple, and he was clamoring to follow the Taoist priest to the mountain to learn the Tao.

Grandma naturally ignored him, and after receiving the payment, she took Da Zhuang back to Dingjia Village. But how can things be so simple, in the days to come, Da Zhuang bombarded his grandmother at home every day, looking for death and life to become a Taoist priest. The more grandma didn't agree, the more fierce he became.

In the final analysis, the Ding family is a lone seedling, usually grandma regards him as the pearl of the palm, everything depends on him, and Da Zhuang shows a very strong interest in this matter, grandma thinks that it is not a bad thing to learn some Taoism, so in the end, he still failed to withstand Da Zhuang's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and promised to let him enter the Taoist sect as a famous disciple.

"As soon as you enter the door, it is as deep as the sea, and from then on you are a passerby!" Lao Dao looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, his voice full of remorse.

Lao Dao said that he still doesn't know what he thought at that time, at that time, he just thought that being a Taoist priest was cool and awesome! In today's words, I feel that cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind sounds high-end and high-end, and who knows that it is moving towards such a road of no return.

I couldn't help but laugh at this past, but I didn't dare to laugh out loud in view of the old man's face, but in the end, I couldn't help but sour: "Master, originally with your IQ, you should be a person who was up and down on Wall Street, but I didn't expect to be delayed by the Tao." ”

"Alas! Not really! It's all to blame that I was young and ignorant at that time and was blinded by lard, otherwise the current richest man in the country would have been my Ding Da Zhuang in which round to get Brother Xiaoma! What a pity! ”

it! I didn't expect Lao Dao to be so shameless! I sour a sentence, he even took it seriously! His words made people almost vomit out of their cecums, so I quickly diverted the topic in order to make myself feel better.

"Master, why do you think this pot-bellied ghost is so good-looking? This is completely detrimental to others and not to oneself! ”

The old Taoist explanation is that the formation of every pot-bellied ghost is killed by the previous pot-bellied ghost, and there is a lot of resentment accumulated in the body, so the pot-bellied ghost cannot be reborn, and they harm others in order to find a replacement to replace themselves, so that she and her children can eliminate their resentment and soul freedom, and they can be reincarnated as a human being.

Nima! When I heard it, I couldn't help but burst out with a foul language, the unjust soul of the pot-bellied ghost is too perverted, isn't it a vicious circle that cannot be solved if it goes on like this?

Not really! But there's no way, the big-bellied ghost is all dead and aggrieved, and the resentment has to be eliminated. Lao Dao said with a deep sigh. People think about themselves, let alone ghosts!

Then I wonder even more, since Lao Dao knows that Sister-in-law Li is haunted by a pot-bellied ghost, why did she deal with this matter so hastily, if there is a slight mistake, this is a big deal of one corpse and two lives!

The old Taoist explanation is that this kind of ghost is actually not very fierce, and the yin qi is weak, and the resentful spirit power is not strong, as long as a little prevention should not cause a big problem.

Lao Dao also said that the appearance of the pot-bellied ghost and the woman in the world is almost the same, the only difference is that there is a red line called blood bait in the throat, the big-bellied ghost is relying on this red line to enter the pregnant woman's abdomen, and then the blood bait is connected to the twin, so that the pregnant woman will die due to dystocia, if you can see it, it is actually very simple to distinguish.

"Then why doesn't she go out on the first and fifteenth days of the month, what's the way here?" I'm still a little confused about it.

"There's a big doorway in here! You should have heard that you can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth. The first and fifteenth days of each month are the days when yang energy is the weakest, especially for pregnant women, most of the time pot-bellied ghosts will choose to start at this time. Lao Dao replied.

I nodded thoughtfully, and the explanation made sense, reasonable, and well-founded.

"Life and death have a fate, wealth is in the sky, whether it is a blessing or a curse can not be avoided, people's life and death have a certain number, when to live and when to die is not a person can decide, if the balance of the two worlds of yin and yang is broken due to human factors, then this person will be unlucky." The old man sighed.

I think he wants to protect himself so that he doesn't interfere in Sister-in-law Li's affairs, after all, this thing is scary just to listen to, and not everyone can bear it.

"Master, I still have a question, according to what you said, the pot-bellied ghost is the carrier that regulates the balance of yin and yang, right? Now that medicine is developed, there are very few women who die due to dystocia, is the big-bellied ghost extinct because of the increasing development of medicine? "I spoke my mind.

Lao Dao shook his head, and did not agree with my statement, he said that it is impossible for the soul of the pot-bellied ghost to be extinct without reincarnation, in the past, the old society was born at home, and the single-family people were scarce and the yang energy was insufficient, and now the children are born in the big hospital, and there are many people with yang energy, where do the big-bellied ghosts dare to go casually, there are more people who died due to dystocia before, and there are more big-bellied ghosts, and now there are fewer deaths, and there are fewer big-bellied ghosts.

The old-fashioned explanation is a bit far-fetched, but it doesn't sound like there's anything wrong with it.

"By the way, master, you said that you would be punished by heaven for destroying the balance of yin and yang, and your master killed the big-bellied ghost, what happened later?" I almost forgot about it.

"Alas,,," Lao Dao sighed solemnly, and he reminisced with difficulty about a past that he was very reluctant to mention.

Lao Dao recalled that he later followed the Taoist priest up the mountain to learn Taoism for a few years, and one day the Taoist priest's whole body was suddenly covered with poisonous sores and itching, and then visited famous doctors to no avail. At the end of his rope, a friend pointed out that the Taoist priest had been punished by heaven for killing resentful spirits in vain, and there was no cure, but there was a kind of fire in Ziyun Mountain, a famous scenic spot, that could take away the poisonous juice and abscesses on his body and relieve the pain. After hearing this, the Taoist priest gave up wandering, secluded in the second half of his life and built the Purple Cloud Temple at the same time, and his condition was relieved by being accompanied by the fire monkey all day long. But the good times did not last long, the fire monkey could not live with people after all, after the fire monkey died of old age, the Taoist poisonous sores worsened again, the whole body ulcerated, he itched and finally set fire to himself.

I gasped after hearing this, the Taoist priest was punished for killing a harmful big-bellied ghost by mistake, and it is too cruel and inhumane!

"There is a risk in eliminating demons, so you need to be cautious." That's my impression.

Lao Dao didn't make a sound, just wiped his eyes with his sleeve, as if he was wiping his tears. Of course, I didn't ask much, and if I did, I could imagine how he would answer, probably in a cliché way of blowing sand into his eyes.

I don't think it's getting early, and it's not good to stay here in the old way, it's time to go back.

So I cleaned up my mood, and I said to him with a wicked smile on my face: "Master Da Zhuang, it's not too early for me to go back, thank you for sharing this story with me!" Until next time! ”

After saying that, I quickly got up and snickered and ran down the stone steps of the Purple Cloud Temple.

To my surprise, instead of being angry, he had a smile on his face, and his expression was full of innocence, and he waved goodbye to me......