After repeated setbacks, Grandpa couldn't help but despair and was ready to give up.

When I met my master, he had given up completely and was walking halfway home in discouragement. Because he was completely disappointed in the so-called "worldly master", he didn't plan to pay attention to this Taoist who was dressed like a Taoist priest and was dusty, and he didn't even bother to take a look.

In those days, my grandfather visited the master everywhere, unexpectedly, this Taoist, as if he was looking for someone, as soon as he saw him, his eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to ask, is there something happened to the underage boy in the family, after listening to him, he couldn't help but pull him to the house.

I finally got home, but I heard that my parents had carried me to the general's grave, and the two of them couldn't take a breath, and hurriedly rushed to the general's grave, only to finally arrive at the last moment.

Getting back to the point, the two of them hurried and hurried, and finally saved me, who was hanging by a thread, and my parents, who were likely to be killed by it, and my brother from the hands of the ghost general. But in terms of the situation at that time, the ghost general was only temporarily distracted, and he had no intention of stopping, and after glancing at them coldly, he was about to continue to move and order them to retreat.

It wasn't until the "Taoist" who came with my grandfather, that is, my master, summoned the god general on the spot and prepared to kill the ghost general, that the latter had to retreat under his coercion.

After forcing the ghost generals to retreat, my master (let's call me the old Taoist) checked on me and my mother, and after making sure that my mother had just fainted and had no worries about her life, she asked my father to carry him and my grandfather to carry me home. On the way, my brother was so sad because of the fright that he couldn't walk anymore, and he still walked the rest of the way.

After returning home and settling his wife and children, my father wanted to give a big gift to the old Taoist priest to thank him for saving the lives of his next family, but the old Taoist priest waved his hand to stop him, only took a sip of water, and let everyone leave the room.

It is completely different from the spiritual drawings I drew later, and the technique and process of his drawings are very strange, at the beginning, he pinched his fingers, squeezed twelve drops of blood and mixed them into the ink, looking like an ancient writer, splashing ink wildly on the paper, scribbling.

But the moment he put away the pen, the cumbersome and complicated ink on the paper was already strange, condensed into twelve auspicious clouds, the image of the fairy wind bone, and the content of a huge net, which was completely a beautiful and beautiful Danqing map, and the twelve images were all beast heads and human bodies, lifelike.

This picture is the "Twelve Yuanchen Soul Guardian Map" that later allowed me to survive like a normal person.

After drawing the picture, the old Taoist priest put the picture on my body.

Directly omitting the process of attracting spirits, as soon as this painting was covered on my body, it began to emit a faint divine light, and the twelve images on the painting became more and more clear and vivid, vivid, as if enlarged a little bit, projecting the world in the painting in the room, and the auspicious light was everywhere.

After half an hour, the world in the painting shrank little by little, hovering over my head, and then gradually disappearing.

And the painting on my body also turned back into a blank sheet of paper at this time.

After doing this, the old Taoist priest fetched another bowl of water, lit the white paper, burned it into ashes and put it in a bowl, and fed it to my mother.

About an hour later, my mom woke up. I, on the other hand, did not open my eyes until the afternoon of the next day, but not long after, I fell into a deep sleep again.

At this point, my whole family knew that the old Taoist priest was a real powerful man, and I was very grateful to him, and after my mother wiped away her tears, she had to kneel down and thank him.

The old Taoist priest helped my mother up, didn't let her kneel, and after a long sigh, said: "After all, I'm still late, you have become like this, and I am also responsible, so you don't need to thank me." ”

Everyone didn't understand this, and they only thought that Lao Tao felt guilty because of his high morals and his responsibility to save people. Seeing that my mother insisted on kneeling and thanking, the old Taoist priest had to accept it, but he resolutely refused to accept the next thank-you gift, saying that he would not accept anything more.

"I'm not a Taoist priest, I don't know much Taoism, I'm just a painter who knows some strange techniques, otherwise I wouldn't be late, and I almost missed it. This baby has been drawn three souls by the Yan puppet, I can save his life, but I can't save his life, if you want to really save it, you have to find the Yan puppet, take back your three souls, or refine the Yan puppet and merge with the remnants of this baby. ”

My grandfather hurriedly asked what the puppet was, and when my master didn't answer, he asked how to find it.

In the Three Souls and Seven Souls, if an ordinary person loses three souls, he will die, so he can't understand how I can still wake up at the same time, but also admire this old man who calls himself a "painter" even more.

The old man shook his head and said: "That Yan puppet is hard to find in the world, it is not easy to find her, after a certain period of time, she will come back and completely take the baby's life, but because I am here, she will never appear again, but once I leave, she will have the possibility of coming back." ”

"Also, because this baby is already incomplete in the soul, it will be extremely easy to attract evil spirits to invade, although there is already a divine breath to protect the body, but if this goes on for a long time, there will be a day when it will be irresistible, once the gods who protect his remnants, if there is any problem, it will be difficult to save the Daluo immortals."

As soon as they heard this, the faces of the whole family suddenly changed, and they hurriedly asked if there was a remedy.

The old man looked at my parents, and after being silent for a while, he said, "There is a way, that is, I will be by your side at any time, and I will remedy it in time when there is danger." ”

My parents were stunned, not understanding the meaning of the words for a while.

The old man paused, and then said, "Your son is a good life, but it is also a very bad life, and it is just right to be my disciple." Only in this way can I take him with me at any time, I wonder if you are willing to let him worship me as a teacher? ”

"It needs to be made clear that this little guy must at least grow to adulthood, and the talisman spirit will be completely stabilized, and in these six years, he must not be violated by evil spirits, otherwise the period will be much longer, so in these six years, he must not leave my side an inch, only after he is an adult and has a certain ability to protect himself, he can come back, and only when he leaves home and leaves you, can he concentrate on learning art......"

After listening to the old man's words, the whole family fell silent.

Especially my mother, thinking that once I left the apprenticeship, I would not be able to come back for six years, and I would not even be able to see each other often, and I was reluctant to do so. But after thinking about it, this is the only way I can live, and in the end I have to agree.

So after ten days of recuperation, my father carried me on his back to the county bus station and sent me to the abandoned car bound for the provincial capital.

In this way, I became the only disciple of Wang Zhenyue, the current head of the "Painting Spirit School", and followed the master to the provincial capital, where I lived in a small courtyard under the name of his partner Luo Wenxin.

That courtyard is now the small courtyard.

That's what happened when I was 12 years old.

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