"Wen Feng! You wait, one day I'll settle accounts with you. A teenager with broken hair and a schoolbag scolded as he walked.

The boy's name is Cen Fan, and he is a sophomore, but just now, he was expelled.

As soon as he thought of this, Cen Fan felt angry and aggrieved, because when he was playing basketball, he accidentally hit the school's rich second-generation Wen Feng. was beaten by someone he found, not to mention, and was actually expelled from school, and he didn't even have a reason.

"Rich is great, huh? Cut! If you don't study, you can still live a good life", Cen Fan kicked over the trash can on the side, turned around and spit on Yanbei University, and continued to scold: "Garbage school!"

"You rabbit cub, don't you know that you have to pay money for destroying public property?" A fat security guard at the door scolded.

"Compensate your sister! You're not a good thing either. ”

"Hey! You're still energetic, look at how Lao Tzu cleans you up today. The fat security guard chased Cen Fan with a broom.

If you don't run at this time, you will definitely suffer the punishment of a broomstick. Seeing the situation, Cen Fan ran away and ran for a while, until he couldn't see the figure of the fat security guard, so he stopped with confidence.

It's afternoon, and there aren't many people on the street, so Cen Fan is absent-minded at this time, as if he's thinking about something. As he passed by the entrance of the alley, he was stopped by an old voice.

When I heard the sound and walked into the alley, I saw an old man in shabby Hanfu and gray hair leaning against the wall, looking at him with a smile. Next to him was an old fortune-telling flag. It reads, "Touch the bones and look at the face, divination and fortune telling." ”

"Child, can you ask the old man to do a hexagram for you?" Lao Dao touched his beard and looked at Cen Fan with interest.

Seeing that Lao Dao was going to tell him his fortune, Cen Fan suddenly became interested, walked up to Lao Dao, and asked, "How much?" It's too expensive for me to afford. ”

Lao Dao took out a stool and motioned for him to sit down. "No money! You and I are fateful, and the old man will calculate a hexagram for you for free. ”

Seeing that he didn't want money, Cen Fan was a little embarrassed, but he still sat down and asked curiously: "Senior, can it really be calculated?"

Lao Dao smiled, did not answer, handed Cen Fan a pen and paper, and asked him to write down the eight characters of his birthday, when Lao Dao saw his eight characters of birth. He frowned slightly, pinched his fingers and calculated, his face suddenly became solemn, and he looked at the sky as if he remembered something.

Seeing Lao Dao's abnormal reaction, Cen Fan asked anxiously: "Senior, do you see something?" Is my life bad? ”

Lao Dao put away his solemn complexion, looked at Cen Fan back to his senses, and said, "Neither nor not!" Your life is not bad. It's just that you have a lot of small tribulations in this life, but don't worry, the old man will find a way to get through it for you. ”

Cen Fan was born in the countryside, and under the influence of the elders in the village, he still believes in fortune telling, so he did not doubt what Lao Dao said.

"The old man has calculated it for you, you were born at noon, and your yang energy is extremely heavy, which is a good material for cultivation!"

"Cultivation?" Cen Fan was stunned, remembering that there was a Granny Li in their village, who specialized in helping people treat diseases and look at feng shui: "If you learn the Tao, can you catch ghosts and summon spirits?"

"It can be understood that way." Afraid that Cen Fan would not be able to understand the true meaning of cultivation, Lao Dao continued: "Cultivation is self-cultivation and heart cultivation. You can collect the aura of heaven and earth to strengthen your own muscles and veins, and you can also convert the aura into spiritual power for your own use. ”

After listening to the old man's words, Cen Fan held his chin with both hands, fantasizing about what it would look like to catch ghosts and demons in the future.

"And what is my little calamity? How do you spend it? Cen Fan remembered what Lao Dao had just said.

Lao Dao took out an ancient book called "Maoshan Taoism" from his arms, handed it to him, and said, "This book can help you overcome difficulties."

Cen Fan took the book, turned a few pages, and was pleasantly surprised.

The book records that Maoshan's Taoism and rune paper. There are also ways to deal with zombies, ghosts, and all kinds of evil things. Ghosts and monsters, Cen Fan has heard of them, but zombies have only been seen on TV.

"Senior, are there really zombies in this world?"

"Absolutely!"

When I think of the horror of zombies and the way they suck human blood, I feel oozing.

"Have you seen that senior?"

Lao Dao smiled without saying a word, looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late, you can leave by yourself!" We'll see you again. ”

Cen Fan thanked Lao Dao and walked towards the street. Before he had walked a few steps, he heard the old Tao advise: "Remember! The Tao in the book must be practiced well, and it will be of great help to you in the future. ”

"Old-timers, don't worry!" After speaking, Cen Fan left without looking back.

After Cen Fan left, Lao Dao took out the gossip map and turtle shell, intending to help Cen Fan make another divination. According to Cen Fan's birthday, Lao Dao moved the turtle shell, and just moved a few directions, he suddenly spat blood from his mouth. Lao Dao immediately stopped the movement in his hand, meditated in place and regained his breath, and it took a while before he eased up.

Lao Dao stood up, looked at the place where Cen Fan left, shook his head, and said to himself: "The previous life was not simple, even the old man and I were counterattacked, but for some reason, there are countless disasters in this life."

Speaking of this, Lao Dao remembered that night more than ten years ago, that is, the night before Cen Fan was born.

That night, the ghosts cried and howled in a radius of 100 miles, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the Big Dipper was displaced, and two moons appeared in the sky at the same time. Innate mutation is a sign of the appearance of a great evil thing.

Thinking of this, Lao Dao felt that it had a lot to do with Cen Fan, shook his head, and said with a sigh: "I hope you can spend it safely." After saying that, he picked up the fortune teller and left the alley.

Originally, Cen Fan planned to stay in Yanbei and find a job first, but now he has no mind at all, and plans to learn the Taoism in the book first, and think about work in a few days.

When I came to the vicinity of the station, I found a hotel that looked a little old, paid for the room, and went into the room to read the book.

After reading it for a while, Cen Fan was completely immersed in the book, and what interested him the most was a Taoist method called "Soul Control Technique". The book says that as long as there are objects or hairs that have been used by others, you can perform this technique and control their souls.

Seeing this, Cen Fan suddenly remembered Wen Feng, if he controlled his soul and teased him again, it would be regarded as avenging himself.

When I thought about it like this, my heart suddenly felt happy, but when I saw it, I realized that to perform the Dao method, I must use spiritual power. If you want to use spiritual power, you must absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Store the aura in the dantian, and when you perform the Dao, you will use the aura and exert the spiritual power. As one's own Dao practice increases, the Qi field will also increase, and the spiritual power displayed will be more powerful.

Cen Fan put the book aside, sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, and tried to sense the surrounding Qi field according to the method described in the book. As long as you can feel the existence of the Qi field, you can absorb the aura of heaven and earth when you meditate and cultivate.

I don't know if it was Cen Fan's talent and intelligence, or the strength of his previous life that brought him benefits, in just a few hours, he could clearly feel that there were subtle aura fluctuations around him.

Cen Fan, who felt the Qi field, was overjoyed. Before he could be happy, another tricky question came to mind.

To perform the soul control technique, it is necessary to use rune paper, and he only has a few dozen yuan on him, and it is definitely not enough to buy materials for drawing talismans.

It seems that you have to find someone to borrow some money, but who do you have to borrow? Cen Fan thought about it carefully, except for Fang Qiuya, it seemed that he really didn't have any friends. Thinking of her, Cen Fan was relieved, so he planned to rest early and go to her tomorrow.

"Big dumb elephants can dance, little monkeys can go up trees, foxes can turn their heels......"

At noon the next day, Cen Fan was woken up by the ringing of the phone. I picked up the phone next to the pillow and picked it up lazily. "Hey~ Who?"

"I'm your aunt!" A girl's voice came from inside the phone, and she seemed to be very angry when she heard the voice.

"Fang Qiuya, oh no! Grandma, why do you have time to call me. Cen Fan asked with a sudden change of attitude.

"I heard in the morning that you were fired? Why didn't you tell me? Fang Qiuya asked angrily.

"You may not believe this, when are you free, it just so happens that I have something to find you."

"Now!"

"Good! See you at Sanmao Sichuan restaurant. After hanging up the phone, Cen Fan got up and washed as fast as he could, and after doing all this, he went to the front desk to pay the room fee for two days before running to the agreed place

As soon as he arrived at the door of the Sichuan restaurant, he saw Fang Qiuya waving at him. When Cen Fan walked in, he saw that Fang Qiuya was wearing a white short skirt today, a white t-shirt on her upper body, and long hair, looking very beautiful.

As soon as Cen Fan sat down, Fang Qiuya asked angrily, "Idiot! What the hell is going on? ”

Cen Fan told Fang Qiuya about the conflict between him and Wen Feng and his expulsion from the school later.

After hearing this, Fang Qiuya was furious, and said angrily with her pink fist: "This Wen Feng is too bullying, just because the principal is his uncle, he will fire people indiscriminately."

"It's okay! It's time to graduate early. Cen Fan said indifferently on the surface, but in fact, he already had a plan for revenge in his heart.

"So what are you going to do now? Are you going back to Yannan? Will we ever see each other in the future? Fang Qiuya asked a series of questions. It can be seen that she is very reluctant to Cen Fan to leave, although the two are often noisy, but no matter how noisy they are, they will be reconciled unconsciously.

"I'm going to stay here and get a job, and I'm going to explain this to my parents when I'm stable."

Hearing Cen Fan say this, Fang Qiuya was very happy in her heart, but she didn't show it.

"That's right! Convenient to lend me some money. Cen Fan scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Fang Qiuya took out four hundred yuan from her bag and handed it to Cen Fan, and said, "Take it!" You have to calculate the interest! ”

Cen Fan took the money and said with a smile: "Okay! Wait until I make double the money to pay you back. ”

"Oh, you said! Don't be on the bill when the time comes. ”

"Don't worry, a gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." Cen Fan patted his chest and reassured.

It didn't take long for the food to come up, and the two of them chatted and ate.