Two thousand five hundred years ago, the Taoist ancestor Lao Tzu out of the letter Gu Guan, was ordered by Han Gu Guan, a person named Yin Xi, stayed, made a 5,000-word "Tao Te Ching", because Yin Xi knotted the grass for the building, to watch the stars and look at the qi, the fixed name is Lou Guan, and the sect that has been handed down is called the Lou Guan School.

The Louguan school is good at its own practice and charms, and is good at observing the heavenly phenomena, taking advantage of the good fortune, the sect rose quickly, in the Tang Dynasty, it became the royal religion of the Li Tang Dynasty, and then gradually declined.

During the Yuan Dynasty, Mongolia won the Central Plains, and most of the Louguan sect, which had declined at this time, were incorporated into the Quanzhen Sect, and the other part chose to move south, and a small branch of it remained with us.

During the Republic of China, my ancestor became the last descendant of the Louguan School here.

It is said that my ancestor, when he was young, could be regarded as a scoundrel, who did all kinds of bad things, and by chance, became the successor of Louguan. The patriarch is gifted and intelligent, although he cultivates halfway, but he makes rapid progress, not only cultivating to a high level, but also proficient in Fu Seal, alchemy, Feng Shui, divination, and Qimen Dunjia.

The patriarch first cultivated in other places, and at that time he accepted a big apprentice, that is, my uncle, and later because of chasing bandits, he entered the mountains and built a Taoist temple in Taoist Bay. After that, I accepted two more apprentices in the local area, one was my master, and the other was my uncle, but later he returned to the customs.

Taishi Bo is most like the ancestor, but he became obsessed with forbidden art and was kicked out.

Master Tai is upright, but his talent is mediocre.

Uncle Taishi was young and vigorous, followed the ancestor for only a few years, and went out of the mountains to make a revolution, and when he left, the ancestor taught him all the skills of Qimen, hoping that he could serve the country with this. More than ten years later, Uncle Tai was blind because of the explosion on the battlefield, and returned here, but he returned the custom, and then passed on the art of Qimen to Zhang Blind.

Master Zu is very different, he doesn't care about the form, and pays attention to cultivating the mind with the Tao Te Ching, so the house in Taoist Bay is not like a Taoist temple at all. Although Uncle Taishi set up another door, he still respected the ancestor as a master in his heart, and when he suffered the curse of heaven, it was the ancestor who sent the master to save him. Therefore, although the two Taoist temples usually have little contact, every ten years, they will hold a birthday for the patriarch together. In the past, it was held in Taoist Bay, but later because there were more Taoist temples in the town, and Taoist Bay was too remote, the master agreed to hold it in the Taoist temple in the town.

The master stood in the hall, pointing to the two portraits behind, introducing one of them as the statue of Lao Tzu of the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the other is the Yin Xi ancestor of the Louguan School, in fact, I was also curious before, why the master did fasting for Sanqing, but there were these two paintings hanging in the hall, it turned out that in the process of our Louguan School, we also absorbed a lot of other factions' culture, but compared to this, I was more interested in Taoism.

The master always taught me the Tao and emphasized my cultivation of the mind, but in fact, he was also afraid that I would fall one day.

But I had already guessed in my heart that the patriarch was not only strong in Taoism, but also proficient in forbidden arts. Moreover, when Uncle Taishi suffered from God's curse, he was able to be counted by Master Zu and resolved. Then the talent is smart enough, and the forbidden art can also be cultivated.

Who thinks they're not smart?

Before you know it, it's going to be the New Year.

My mother took me back and asked the master to go to Songwan with us for the New Year, and the master said that he was going to his daughter's grandmother's house, although the daughter did not take care of her much all the year round, she still had to spend the New Year with her.

After the New Year, I went back to Taoist Bay to live on the sixth day of junior high school, and at that time my senior sister also came to Taoist Bay, saying that I would go to school in the county seat after a few days, and in less than half a year, I would take the college entrance examination.

On the eighth day of the first month, the master was going to the town to hold a festival once every ten years, and he wanted to take me to let the senior sister go home, but the senior sister was unwilling, and she had to stay for a few days, and the master was reluctant, so he asked me to stay with the senior sister, he took the bronze sword and wrench used in the festival, and after the festival was held in the afternoon, he could come back later, but by the evening, he had not seen anyone.

I remember that the master said that if the bronze sword is not in Taoist Bay, Taoist Bay will not be able to live in it, so I asked my senior sister to go to Song Bay with me to stay for one night. The senior sister did not believe in evil and said: "There are so many gods and ghosts in this world, I grew up in Taoist Bay when I was a child, according to what you said, children are the easiest to see ghosts, but I have never seen them once." ”

Although I was a little worried in my heart, I thought that Daoist Bay was the patriarch's dojo after all, how could any demon dare to approach.

The senior sister comforted me again, saying that the master estimated that the road was delayed, and if he came back at night and could not see us, then he would be worried.

I felt justified and agreed to stay.

At that time, there was no TV, and there was nothing to play, so I read those Taoist books in the study with my senior sister, and I flipped through them, and some of them I was not interested in reading after turning a few pages, because there were too many immortals in the Taoist family, and their names were all long. Just one of them, it caught my interest.

The Taiping Sutra.

The reason why I was interested was that my sister told me the origin of this book.

Legend has it that at the end of the Han Dynasty, in that turbulent era, there was a man named Zhang Jiao, once he went up the mountain to collect medicine, met the old immortal of Nanhua, and taught three books of "Taiping Technique", the immortal told him to support justice, and he must not do evil. After revising this scripture, Zhang Jiao was able to call the wind and rain and became the leader of the rebel army.

I hurriedly asked what happened later?

Senior sister said that later Zhang Jiao fell willingly and died of illness in the army. The "Taiping Sutra" has also been lost, and the current "Taiping Sutra" is actually collected by later generations, and many things have been lost.

As he was talking, suddenly there was a knock on the door in the hall, and the senior sister said excitedly, "My dad is back." Then he prepared to open the door.

I hurriedly grabbed her and made a shush motion with my hand.

At that time, the master was in very bad health, and he would cough when the wind was blowing, and the Taoist Bay was close to the top of the mountain, and the wind was originally strong at night in winter, and if the master came back, he would inevitably cough when he walked, but we didn't hear anything, and now this knocker is not the master.

Senior sister looked at me and asked in a low voice, "Could it be someone else, someone around me, or someone sent by my dad to inform us of the incident?" ”

I'm not sure, but usually when someone knocks on the door, they shout, for the sake of not being at home.

I whispered to my sister, "If someone is really looking for me, I should shout after knocking on the door a few times." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice came from the door.

"Ma Daoist, are you not at home? Ma Taoist. ”

But that voice made people get goosebumps when they heard it, neither male nor female, neither yin nor yang, and with a trill.

My sister also felt uncomfortable, clasped her arms in her hands, looked at me and shook her head.

I made another shush motion, and the two of them leaned in at the same time, slowly moving towards the door.

After shouting, there was no knock at the door, probably gone. My sister and I were relieved, and when we returned to the study, we just happened to meet each other and couldn't help but smile.

The senior sister picked up a book and said with a smile: "Maybe it's an illusion, or it's the wind." I was noncommittal, just echoed the smile.

Suddenly, at the back of the study, against the window of the cliff, another voice came: "So you are here." ”

But we turned our heads to look at the window, and it was pitch black, and there was nothing.

The cliff behind the house is full of sand, because it has not been cleaned up all the year round, it has become a ball of sand, people will inevitably make a sound when they step on it, and we have not heard any sound, but now there are people talking there, presumably not living people, and I and the master are not surnamed Ma, the ancestor is surnamed Ma, so the ghost behind this is likely to have been dead for many years.

The senior sister stared at the back window, everyone was a little stunned, and her eyes widened. I hurriedly grabbed my senior sister, ran to the hall, and hid by the wooden statue of the patriarch.

The ghost shouted to Ma Daoist, but he only knocked on the door, probably just a temptation, but fortunately there was no window at the back of the hall. At this time, there was another knock at the door, and at the same time he tentatively shouted: "Little Taoist, open the door." ”

My sister and I were so frightened that we climbed up to the stone platform, squatted behind the statue, grabbed the shoulders of the statue, and stared at the door.

Suddenly, another voice came from outside the door, as if asking the first one: "Are you sure there is only a little Taoist priest inside?" ”

At first the ghost shouted, "Little Taoist, open the door, I see you." ”

My sister and I were so frightened that we kept pushing the wooden statue forward, and when we saw that it was about to fall to the ground, I hurriedly grabbed it from below with my hands, and the wooden statue stopped.

Then a third voice came: "No, let's knock the door open and go in." ”

As soon as I heard it, if this continues, those things will come in sooner or later, so what should I do?

Senior sister was so frightened that she couldn't help hugging me this time, I turned my head to look at her, only to see her looking at me, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure they are not the people around you?" They don't really come in, do they? ”