Twenty-five years ago, a small mountain village near Bohai Bay was filled with an indissolvable layer of fog, flowing unusually slowly.

A young man in plain clothes took an old man's hand timidly and said, "Master, do we really want to go in, I heard that the whole village is full of stumps and limbs, I'm afraid... With that, he pulled the corner of the old man's clothes and took a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaofeng, as a Taoist priest with a medical lineage, don't be afraid of blood, and the master suspects that it may be because of this special environment, which causes people to have a diseased corpse, although we do what we want, but we are all here, if you don't deal with it, you can't get over it, let's go, go with the master to see"

Although the old man said it easily, he held the child's hand unconsciously tightened, because he knew in his heart that this village was near the dragon's head in one of the three major dragon veins in China, which could be said to be the throat part, and the dragon veins were blocked, and the country would be in great trouble, and he didn't know if he could get out of the way.

Dragon vein, as the name suggests, the dragon is the geographical vein, the earth is the flesh of the dragon, the stone is the bone of the dragon, and the grass and trees are the hair of the dragon.

Xiaofeng held the old man's hand tightly, his eyes were red and full of tears, "Master, what are these fogs, I can't seem to breathe"

When the old man heard this, his heart twitched again, "Do you remember the secret of purifying your heart that the teacher taught you?" Read! ”

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall. All changes are still stable, and the spirit is calm. Forget yourself and keep one, six roots. Quit and nourish your energy, be selfless and do nothing. Looking at each other up and down, looking at each other......"

The old man looked at his disciple and sighed, the resentment of the whole village has been substantiated, forming a space of resentment, and after opening the eyes of the sky, the mist turned out to be red, which shows that the people killed by the zombies in this village were not reincarnated, but the resentment was detained in this environment, so that the villagers in the resentment repeated the process of being killed indefinitely, and the resentment strengthened step by step.

The old man thought to himself, even if the village created a corpse breeding ground because of the special terrain of the dragon vein, it was impossible for the zombies in it to have such a great hatred for people, or it was the inhumane torture that this village had done to the corpses of the people before, which created a resentment that could not be solved in three lives and three lifetimes. While thinking, he took the little apprentice's hand and walked inside.

"Immortal noble life, immeasurable people, evil obstacles, broken!" The old man pinched a spiritual doctor with a medical pulse to break the miasma, only to see that the mist formed a channel to suck in, so he didn't say more, pulled Xiaofeng and dodged in, looking at the flexibility of this body, it was more agile than a twenty-year-old young man, how could there be the feeling of an old dragon clock.

The lifeless village was still vaguely visible outside, but when he came inside, he found that it was bustling inside, but his eyes were empty, and the people who passed by their master and apprentice didn't seem to have noticed them. In my heart, I silently recited the secret of purifying my heart, trying to drive away fear. Suddenly, Xiao Feng seemed to have discovered something, and shouted: "Master, look, why are they all going in one direction?" ”

The old man was thinking about something, listening to the apprentice, looking up and finding that people were rushing to the ancestral hall like crazy, his mouth opened and closed as if he was saying something, but he couldn't make a sound at all, in fact, the zombies controlled the minds of the villagers, so that they kept repeating the scene of being killed back then, reciprocating and repeating, and always immersed in fear, and it absorbed this resentment again and again to grow itself, forming a vicious circle. The old man thought about it for a while, then took the child back to the village, and then touched his head, "You can go to Grandpa Liu to stay for a month, if I come back, I will continue to take you to travel as a teacher, if I can't come back, let Uncle Liu take you to the place where I have a book collection, you study hard, and you must not slack off in practicing every day, do you understand?"

"Master, I'm not going, I'm afraid you'll leave me, don't leave me" Xiaofeng stubbornly dragged the corner of the old man's clothes, pursed his lips, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Be obedient, remember the master's words, and the Taoist is as he pleases! Go," said the old man, turning and disappearing into the village.

After all, Xiaofeng was still young, looking at this indissoluble resentment, after waiting for the master for six or seven hours, finally fear overcame the worry about the master, and staggered to a small bungalow they rented not far away to find Grandpa Liu.

A month later, Xiaofeng pulled the old man next to him and asked, "Old man, it's been a month, why hasn't the master come back?" "No big, no small! It stands to reason that it shouldn't, you honestly stay in the house and I'll take a look." This Grandpa Liu is Master Xiaofeng's junior brother, and he has the true lineage of divination, but Xiaofeng doesn't know their relationship, in his eyes, this bad old man sleeps in addition to drinking. The old man turned around and picked up the stained wine gourd, took a big sip, turned his head and said to Xiaofeng, "You kid stay honest, or I will beat you." He lifted his oily, dirty, shiny sleeves and wiped them, and then straightened his hair like a bird's nest before he went out and locked the door and walked around the village.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, there was no village, only a turbulent river, meandering into the sea, there was no fog, no village, only blue sky and white clouds, and a clear sky. The old man smiled and said, "Senior brother, it's been half a lifetime, you're finally down-to-earth, it's good that you went to the master first!" As he spoke, the tears he left behind reflected the sunlight sprinkled wantonly on the land.

The old man came to a flat ground, took out three Five Emperor Coins, sat on the ground, and looked at his eyes a little sloppy. After throwing the copper coin a few times, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he laughed at himself, "I didn't expect that after studying with the master for one hundred and thirty years, the Tao is still so shallow." A small divination was countered by the Heavenly Dao", opened the gourd and poured a large sip of wine, and when he saw it, the wine was squirted out again, mixed with blood and stained with the Five Emperors' coins. "Master, master, master! Senior brother opened Zhenlong's throat and changed this great feng shui with his life, I am afraid that the return of Macau and Hong Kong in China is not far away, but I am afraid that I don't know how many lifetimes I will be tortured, there is cause and effect, senior brother, you still say that we Taoists do as we like, but I can't let go of the nation and the country in my heart, hey, I will let Xiaofeng grow up safely."

"Sky Eye, open!" As if he had thought of something, the old man immediately opened his eyes and looked around, and found a piece of grass that looked no different from a weed, provided of course that you ignored the golden filaments in the veins of the leaves. Senior brother, you still like hide and seek so much, the old man smiled and said no more, picked up the grass, only to see that the grass turned into a stone out of thin air, the size of a thumb, blood red, like a golden eye in the middle. "Senior brother, the people in this world who know that you are a stone, I am the only one left, haha, I should really throw you into the pit."

The old man was unforgiving, but he still carefully took out an agarwood box in his hand and put the stone in it, "Senior brother, let's go home, I'll take you to find the master." ”

Under the sunset, an old man and a young man, holding hands with each other, staggering, shadows stretching infinitely, their bleak figures trembling from time to time to show that they were not calm, little by little they went away, no one knew where they went.