When we arrived in the Northeast, more than a week had passed since the day Fang Shiliang woke up.

We were safe along the way, and we didn't encounter much trouble, but we were chased by the strips from time to time, and that's it.

I guess it's almost time for the strips to track us over, since we left Sichuan Province, Baidao's blow to us has been getting smaller.

Even later, I chased after it casually, and within two minutes, I turned around and left.

After arriving in Shenyang, Song Butian was not in a hurry to take us to run errands, but first found a place to settle down, rested for a night, and took us to eat seafood.

It wasn't until the next morning that Song Butian got up early in the morning, so he took us out to find the living Zhong Kui.

Not to mention anything else, apart from the old religion, in the entire three eastern provinces, there are only a few most famous gentlemen, and they can be counted on both hands.

Huo Zhong Kui is one of them, and it is also a very unique outlier.

The people in the industry call Huo Zhong Kui, whose real name is Yuan Shaoweng.

His ability to exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts is not famous, and I have basically never heard of the deeds of fighting with people.

That's right, excess.

It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of transcendence, no one in our country, whether it is a Taoist gentleman or a Buddhist monk, can compare with him.

I remember that the method he cultivated was called washing grievances, which evolved from the Taoist Qingwei school, and specialized in one discipline.

No matter what the circumstances, the gentleman who practices the practice of cleansing grievances will not dispel the soul of injustice, and even if it is heinous and murderous, the gentleman will not do it to the end.

For that matter, I admire them, really.

After all, not all kinds of injustices can be obedient and be exceeded, most of the time it is not that we are too ruthless in doing things, but there is really no way to control the injustices, in order to protect the safety of the living, we can only scatter the souls of the injustices.......

But on this basis, the gentlemen who wash the grievances seem to have unique means to control the injustice, or in other words, their ability is stronger than that of ordinary gentlemen, at least they can successfully surpass the injustices while protecting the safety of the living.

I can't do this kind of thing, it's much harder to capture alive than to kill the other party, it's not an order of magnitude.

Of course, in addition to this, I also have some opinions on the rules of the door of grievances.

Not only me, but most gentlemen in China are prejudiced against this subject.

It's too pedantic.

If an unjust person is killed, and more than one is killed, can the injustice remain? Doesn't it make sense not to scatter its soul?

It's our point of view that it can't be said to be in the past, and in the eyes of the gentlemen who wash the grievances, they feel that they can say the past.

All the injustices are not living people, their thinking logic is far from that of living people, and their minds are not so sober, so in Mr. Rinser's view, such injustices are basically equivalent to the mental illness of the present world.

Is psychotic homicide illegal?

The same goes for it.

"Old Song, that living Zhong Kui's surname is Yuan, right?" I followed Song Butian and asked curiously, "Do you have a relationship with him?" ”

"There is friendship, but it is not deep, after all, there are not many opportunities to deal with each other." Song Butian said with a smile: "But to be honest, I feel that this old man has a good impression of me, and he has also helped us a lot." ”

I nodded, recalling what the old man had said to me, which seemed to match what Song Butian described.

Huo Zhong Kui is a good person, his heart is very hot, and he is also very easy to get along with, and his biggest hobby is storytelling.

When he goes out to party with gentlemen, he will most likely have to seize the opportunity to say a paragraph and have a good time.

"Let's go to the hotel now, and I heard from Master Yuan that he opened a private room there and wants to have a good gathering with us."

"Okay, let's get together."

I followed behind Song Butian, like a tourist who came to visit, constantly looking left and right at the street, my face full of curiosity.

This is my first time in Shenyang, so I'm still very interested in the customs here, especially when I hear those passers-by say that the northeast mouth, it feels so kind, like a Spring Festival Gala sketch!

"Shi'an, is it the first time you've seen Huo Zhong Kui?" Chen Qiuyan asked curiously.

I nodded, and said no, it's my first time in Tohoku!

"I remember meeting him with my mentor a few years ago." Chen Qiuyan said in a low voice: "The mentor has a high opinion of him, higher than those gentlemen in your industry. ”

"How about comparing it to my grandfather?" I asked tentatively.

Chen Qiuyan thought about it and said, it's almost, the style is different, but if you talk about the spiritual realm, it is still a step higher.

"My mentor said that this old gentleman is a person who can really see through the right and wrong of life and death."

Right or wrong?

Hearing Chen Qiuyan's description, I thought about it and didn't say anything.

Indeed, Yuan Shaoweng's style is different from my grandfather.

One is to leave room for everything, and the other is to leave nothing for everything, which can be said to be exactly the opposite.

Suddenly, Song Butian patted me: "It's here." ”

I looked up, and then I realized that I had followed Song Butian to the intersection, next to a big hotel.

After entering the door, we went straight up to the second floor, and under the guidance of the waiter, we found the private room that Huo Zhong Kui opened.

There was no one in the private room, and the waiter said that the old man seemed to have gone out to pick up his friends and would be back in a while.

"Anyone else?"

Fang Shiliang asked, pulled over a chair and sat down, his face full of impatience: "Didn't you say that you only need our help this time?" Does Old Yuan Tou look down on us? ”

"I don't know." Song Butian said with a smile: "But don't worry, Master Yuan said yes, he promised on the phone that he would not let others get involved in this matter." ”

"He also knows that we are looking for that magic weapon?" The old throat asked coldly.

Song Butian snorted and said that he knew, so he promised me that he would not let others get involved, and we would be enough for this time.

"It seems that the old religion is playing quite well in the Northeast, and even Yuan Shaoweng, a first-class old gentleman, was shocked." I smiled, picked up a handful of melon seeds, and clicked them, my face full of excitement: "Except for the pretty fairy girl, are there any other old sect gentlemen here?" The more famous kind. ”

"Probably gone." Song Butian frowned and said: "According to the information I have got, the only one who has been arranged to sit in the three provinces in the northeast is Qiao Xiangu alone, and the other old sect gentlemen, the strongest is like Sun Shiyi, there can be no other prophets." ”

"Brother Song, what trouble is Master Yuan in trouble?" Chen Qiuyan asked curiously, "It must have something to do with the old religion, right?" ”

"He didn't make it clear to me, anyway, it has nothing to do with the old religion, it's definitely the ......."

Just as we were talking, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.

The leader walked in an old man, followed by two people who were about the same age as the leader.

Seeing these people, Song Butian's expression was shocked, and he hurriedly got up to greet him, greeting and friendship in his mouth, and his expression was flattering.

"Who?" Fang Shiliang leaned into my ear and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." I shook my head, put down the melon seeds in my hand, and asked tentatively, "Why don't we go and say hello too?" ”

"the fart." Fang Shiliang said with a smile: "Let's nod and say hello, and make friends with people, it's enough to have Lao Song." ”

At this moment, the old man standing at the front suddenly shifted his gaze to me.

He was wearing a padded jacket, he seemed to be a little afraid of the cold, and he wore a hat on his head, and he had a smile on his face, which seemed indescribably kind, and I could sense that he was very friendly to us.

"Hello." I nodded.

"You are the only seedling of the Shen family? That little Yama King Shen Shi'an? He asked me.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's him! Song Butian introduced me a sentence, and was still making eye contact with me, motioning for me to come over: "This old man is the famous Huo Zhong Kui, Lao Shen, you must have heard of it, right?" ”

"Hello Grandpa Yuan." I stood up and walked over, and greeted people in a proper manner: "I used to hear the old man talk about you, but this time I finally met the real person!" ”

"Good boy, your grandfather's business ......." Yuan Shaoweng said, shook his head, and changed the topic with a wry smile: "All in all, when you come to the Northeast, you should be considered to be going home, and on this one-third of an acre, those miscellaneous things can't threaten you." ”

Hearing this, I nodded my head in thanks.

Although this sounds like a polite thing, what Yuan Shaoweng said is obviously sincere, and I can tell it.

"Brother Song, who are these two old men?"

"Hey! What an old man is not an old man! These two are amazing! Like Grandpa Yuan, they are all well-known big names in the three northeastern provinces! ”

Song Butian said with a smile, and kept glaring at me, signaling me to behave.

"This is the shamanic master Dong, and this is the old man Zheng of the Ma family."

Master Dong? Master Zheng?

Could it be that they are ...... Shamanic Dong Lao Xian'er and the Zhenjiang River of the Ma family?!

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