Chapter Seventy-Five: The Yin-Yang Sect and the Yin-Yang Family

Just as I was thinking about why this happened, I picked up the plate on the ground and observed, but there was a rhythmic knock at the door, "knock, knock......"

I looked back and saw that it was the boy who was about to ask the boss a question. At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, but now I feel that it is not easy for a college student to be so calm and look for the beginning and the end when encountering such a thing.

"When did you come?" I asked.

"When you squat down to pick up the plate, it's neither long nor short." He walked towards me with a friendly smile, "My name is Ling Kong Wen, twenty-one years old, a sophomore at West Lake College, originally from Xiangjiang, and the 347th generation descendant of the Ling Kong faction. ”

I looked at the approaching volley, and the corners of my mouth twitched silently three times, what the hell is the volley faction? This is where the magic stick came out.

"Junziyi, twenty years old, social worker." I replied dryly, I still couldn't help but be curious, but I pretended to be deep and said, "The Volley faction, I haven't heard of it, I've only heard of the Wudang faction, the Emei faction, the Huashan faction, and the Shushan faction." ”

"Isn't the Wudang faction the Shushan faction?" He asked, looking at me quizzically.

Huh, huh? Nobody told me that the two factions were never linked in the novel to blame me?

However, he didn't dwell too much on this issue, and straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth with Rong Youyan, so embarrassed: "The Lingkong Sect is one of the Yin Yang Dao Sects, which has been inherited for a long time than the existing history of mankind.

Even the founder of the Zhang Daoling Heavenly Master School in the Han Dynasty was once a disciple of the Lingkong School.

Today's society believes in science, the art of yin and yang is lost, the way of yin and yang is ignored by modern people, and various yin and yang sects are in decline, and there are basically no disciples to recruit.

But! Their former glory is unquestionable! ”

So what about big brother? What do you want to say? After talking for a long time, it feels like you're here to engage in propaganda.

The prosperity of the way of yin and yang is indeed undeniable, otherwise where do these ghosts and monsters that have been passed down through the ages come from?

But then again, Zhang Daoling and Zhang Tianshi, people are famous in the Western Han Dynasty, and there are many legends such as the Great Ghost Soldiers, is it really your family? Don't think that the ancestors will not be able to explain and recognize the disciples.

"You don't believe me?" Ling Kong Wen was slightly annoyed, "What did I lie to you for?" When you're full, I'll lie to you about something like this! So which sect do you say you belong to? ”

"There is no door and no faction, a young man in the 21st century plus a handsome guy." Neuropathy, it's better to ignore such people.

A corpse-chasing family like Jiang Qin, which is recorded in ancient books, can still be believed, but this kind of sect that came out of nowhere, who knows if it is the patient who ran out of the psychiatric hospital.

"Woo-" I'm sleepy, I can't find anything, and I'm having another neurosis, so let's go back to sleep.

Bypassing the volley, he was stopped before he had taken a few steps, and he said unconvinced: "You know that there are ghosts, right?" You are so powerful, you have split the pencil, how can you have no way and no faction? ”

"Kid, don't you often watch ghost stories? Watch less in the future. Speechlessly, he rolled his eyes.

"How do you know?" His eyes lit up, "You know how to tell fortunes, don't you?" I've studied all the sixty-four hexagrams of Fuxi, but it's useless. ”

Ma Dan! It's definitely a neurotic not explained!

"Can you teach me? Many of the Yin and Yang techniques of the Volley Sect have been lost, and now the Volley Sect has fallen to the point that it is no different from ordinary Mr. Yin and Yang. ”

"I'm a god, you wash and sleep, in the 21st century, you have to believe in science, you have read too many supernatural novels, you will know it when you read it."

"No, I didn't, what I said was true! I can also draw talismans! He didn't give up, and immediately took out a few pieces of yellow paper from his pocket and handed them over, looking at me with a pair of sparkling eyes, "How is it?" What do you think? I didn't lie to you, did I? ”

I was slightly stunned when I saw the familiar runes on the yellow paper. I don't know how to draw runes, but I often use silver rune paper, so I still know what runes are.

This rune is absolutely real, and it is not much worse than the silver painting, that is, the cinnabar pigment used to draw the rune is not as good as the silver use, so these runes are less than five points of aura.

"Hey, you talk." He reached out and shook it in front of my eyes. I looked at him and asked, "Are you a Taoist priest?" Since the sect is so depressed by what you say, why do you still want to get started? ”

"How can it be, the head of the volley faction is my father, and it was passed on to me after my father died. I'm the only one in the sect today. ”

You're enough, your dad is enough, and the volley faction is really not ordinary loneliness!

Without waiting for me to say something, Ling Kongwen continued to receive it, his eyes filled with yearning and respect, as well as a firmness.

He said—

"The rise of the Volley faction is very early, so to speak, from prehistory.

At the beginning, the volley was very prosperous, located on the Xiangjiang River, built on the mountains, and more prosperous than what was shown on TV.

I practiced swords in the morning, listened to the lectures of my predecessors after the morning class, and was taken by the teacher to hunt demons and monsters through the mountains and mountains at night.

The disciples in the Sky Sect are all really talented and learned, catching ghosts, killing demons, exorcism, and warding off evil spirits, all of which are understandable.

However, now, the hall of the Sky Sect is gone, there are no disciples, and even the art of yin and yang has been lost. ”

Ling Kongwen pursed his lips and stopped speaking, he stared at the only yellow talisman that had a little exorcism effect now, and sighed and desolate in his heart.

The fact that such a prosperous sect is so miserable today is caused by the development of society and science, and I don't know whether to rejoice or mourn.

But—I hesitated for a moment and asked, "There is also the way of yin and yang that has been handed down, and those who follow yin and yang, such as corpse chasers."

"I know," he forced a smile, "the corpse chasers are not sects, the sect personnel are scattered, and once defeated, they will not be able to support it."

The only one that can be passed down for a long time is the family, and the yin and yang technique of the corpse family is passed on to future generations. The family has been passed down from generation to generation, and as long as the elders supervise it, even if the family declines, it will not be as rapid as the decline of the sect, so now it is the family that can barely catch the ghosts that has been handed down. This is the case with the corpse chaser family. ”

"Do you know the most powerful Yin and Yang family?" Maybe that's where the money comes from.

"The best? Maoshan faction, corpse chasing family, Wudang living Shushan faction, ghost master, ghost hunter, I haven't heard of anything else. ”

Well, it is impossible for Yinzi to be a Taoist priest, because he is not so kind! It's a bit of a possibility for those two divisions.

"Alright, that's it, go to bed." I really don't want to talk nonsense.

"No! You haven't told me you're that sect yet! ”

"Big brother, little brother really has no way and no faction!"

"Don't lie to me, the dagger you split the pencil must be a family heirloom or a treasure of the sect, tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone!" As he spoke, he raised four fingers with an oath.

It's really endless! "The treasure of the town faction, that was taken out of the grave by Lao Tzu."

After speaking, he didn't care what Ling Kong's expression was, and went directly upstairs to sleep.

Ling Kongwen stood in place, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

I actually met a tomb robber!