Braving the cold wind, I shivered and put on my clothes, picked up my pocket watch in the muddy water, and Huang Xiaotian's voice sounded in my heart: "Little golden boy, if you want to make a change, you must first have your own strength." ”

"Power ......," I murmured.

"The more power you have, the more you can change." Huang Xiaotian said.

I slowly walked out of the alley by holding on to the wall, thinking that Sister Erya's heart was like a knife. From the time Cheng Hai's accident to the present, I have been hit one after another, and I feel powerless, and this feeling makes my heart ache. I used to think about giving up and becoming an ordinary farmer, but now I have cut off this idea, I want to have the ability, the power, to change something.

Back at the hotel, I tossed and turned, almost smoking for the night.

The next day, I called Hei Dazhuang and asked him about Chunjiangnan. Hei Dazhuang was stunned: "What are you asking that for?" I told him about the second sister, Hei Dazhuang sighed: "Brother, forget it, this kind of thing is not something you can manage, even I can't ask about it, it's someone's family matter." ”

"Big Brother Hei, you just need to tell me the background of Chunjiangnan." I say.

Hei Dazhuang was silent for a moment and said: "The boss behind Chunjiangnan is called Long Ye, his family is from Shenyang, and his business is very large, and Chunjiangnan is just one of the small businesses. He, like Brother Jiu, is the supreme boss of the Dao, and their energy is not something that a person like you can imagine. Brother, you stand up for your fellow countryman, which is tantamount to using your mantis arm as a car. ”

"Big Brother Black," I said, "I've decided, I'm going to go to the Yin Spirit, and I'll trouble you to take me there again tonight." ”

Hei Dazhuang sighed: "Just think about it, there is no trouble between our brothers, you have to have great ability in the future, brother and I am the happiest, and you can still help me when the time comes." ”

We made an appointment and met in the evening to find the old Xiangtong to pass through the Yin Spirit.

At the appointed time in the evening, I went to Hei Dazhuang's company to look for him. Hei Dazhuang was counting the mountain goods, seeing that I was coming, no longer working, and instructed the people below to close the door when they left, and he took me out with a small leather bag. We went to the black dance hall again, and we were still looking for the woman named Ling.

This woman is supposed to be a little boss, and the chickens listen to her, when she is the head of the big sister. Ling saw that it was us, and there was no nonsense, so she took us into the back and twisted around to the underground lounge.

This lounge is particularly dark, the only light source is the TV in front, no one watches what is playing, there are addicts here, and the air is full of strange aromas.

I asked Hei Dazhuang in a low voice, this is a county seat, how can there be so many Taoist friends. Hei Dazhuang lowered his voice and told me that this place was covered by Brother Jiu, and ordinary people did not dare to check, not only people from the county seat, but also many other places. It is a distribution center for drugs.

My impression of Brother Jiu is immediately bad, what is wrong to do, you have to be involved in drugs, this is a matter of losing conscience. This place is uncomfortable, like a big smoke house in the old society.

Ling asked us to wait in the aisle, and she went in to say hello, and it took a long time to come out, and led us inside, through the lounge, to a secret door.

She pushed the door open, and it was dark inside.

Hei Dazhuang and I were about to go inside, but Ling grabbed Hei Dazhuang: "Who are you going to see the master today?" ”

Hei Dazhuang pointed at me: "Him." ”

"Then he goes in by himself, the master doesn't see outsiders, you wait outside." Ling said.

I nodded to Hei Dazhuang, and then I entered the door head-on, and as soon as I entered, the door closed behind me. The room was dark, there was no light at all, and I stood at the door and didn't dare to go inside, my heart was pounding.

At this time, a fire was lit not far away, and someone lit a candle, and looked through the light, and there was a bed there, and there was a man lying on the bed, who was about to die, and was dry like a weathered corpse, which was the old Xiangtong.

There was a middle-aged man standing next to the bed, carefully waiting for the old Xiangtong to lie on the pillow.

I could barely see that the room was not big, except for a bed, a table, and a chair, there was nothing else, not even a window.

The man served the good old Xiangtong, picked up the candle and lit it, and said in a kind tone: "Hello, I am the master's apprentice." ”

I hurriedly said, "Hello big brother, my surname is Feng, you can call me Xiao Feng." ”

"They told me about you," the man said, "You want to find my master to channel the Yin Spirit." ”

The scene in the house was so weird that my scalp was numb, and I retreated in my heart, and I coughed dryly and said, "What, if it's inconvenient, forget it." ”

The man said: "There is nothing convenient or inconvenient, if you want to figure it out, you will get it through to you, the old man will not be able to do it, and Duoji alone will also be good for his merits." ”

At this time, the old Xiangtong lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and his chest seemed to be pulling a bellows: "That child is here?" ”

The man hurriedly said, "Master, he's here." ”

"Weigh him first," said the old Xiangtong breathlessly, "You can't ask for anything less than fifty." ”

The man said to me, "Come on, weigh first." ”

"Weighing?" I wondered.

The man said, "It's not about your weight, it's about weighing your soul." Fifty is the standard line for us to be incense children, below this value, the soul is too low-level, not suitable for the Yin Spirit. ”

I've never heard of anyone who weighs souls, and now that Huang Xiaotian is not around, I can only bite the bullet. I nodded, "Okay." ”

The man brought in the only chair in the room and asked me to sit there.

I was sitting on my back when the man came behind me with a candle, and I didn't know what he was going to do, and the hairs on the back of my neck were up. At this moment, a hand was placed on the back of my head, and the man was giving me empowerment.

I said, "Here we go......" Before I could finish speaking, suddenly a strong force came, like a big stone on my head, and my head suddenly lowered, and I felt that my head was heavy. There were many visions in the darkness, and I saw some vague figures, sitting or standing, and the most bizarre thing was that I saw a monster like a living monkey lying on the body of the old Xiangtong.

How to describe this monster, it looks like the Gollum in "The Lord of the Rings", its whole body is snow-white, and a few strands of hair are scattered, it moves slowly, squatting on the chest of the old Xiangtong.

Old Xiangtong opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling weakly, and there was such a thing squatting on his body. This scene is a scene that only happens in a nightmare.

I rubbed my eyes, what I saw in front of me seemed to be unreal, could it be that I fell asleep, this was a nightmare?

The hand on the back of my head let go, and my head relaxed for a while, and the scene in front of me disappeared. The vague figures were gone, including the Gollum.

The man came from behind the chair and put the candle on the table, and he looked at me: "Not bad, weigh 78." ”

"I just saw something." I stumbled.

"Oh? What do you see? The man asked with interest.

I pointed to the old incense boy and said, "I saw a monster lying on the master's body. ”

The man laughed: "That's not a monster, that's my master's yin god." ”

I gasped, I had never seen a human yin god look like this, it was even more terrifying than a ghost.

The man said, "My master is about to die, and when he dies, the primordial spirit will become the thing you saw." It's hard to describe what that thing is, it's the result of his practice, and it's also where his method lies. ”

I swallowed and didn't say anything. The monster I saw just now exudes an extremely evil aura, and it feels worse than a demon, what kind of method can create such a strange thing?

"Young man," said the man, "I am his apprentice, and I dare not penetrate the Yin Spirit, and it is very admirable that you have such courage." My master's method can finally be passed on. ”

I secretly complained, will I be able to become a ghost like Lao Xiangtong after I pass through the Yin Spirit, and no one will be a ghost in the future.

At this time, I suddenly thought of Sister Erya, thought of the deceased Cheng Hai, gritted my teeth in my heart, and let it go!

The man walked to the table and blew out the candle with a "poof", and the room was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers. He said softly in the dark, "You go to the bed and squat down." ”

I groped my way to the bedside, knelt there, put a dry hand on top of my head, and heard an old man's throat gasp in the dark, and the old Xiangtong was in great pain, moaning word by word and saying, "Everything, the Dharma, the emptiness, the appearance, do not begot, do not perish, do not dirt, do not pure, do not increase...... No ...... minus"

After saying the last word "minus", the hand slowly fell from the top of my head and fell on the bed. I immediately had a very strong feeling that the old Xiangtong had died.

I tried to stand up, and suddenly I saw the whole room turn dark red, like a lamp wrapped in red cloth. The red color is extremely gruesome, similar to the light in the dark room of the Buddhist hall, which makes people uncomfortable.

I saw many vague figures appear out of thin air in the room, frozen in place like statues, faintly like a fog condensed. The grunt monster reappeared, crouching on the bed, staring at the dead old Xiangtong, and then suddenly turning its head and seeing me.

There was indescribable evil in his eyes.

I sat on the ground in fright, and it slowly turned to face me.

I sat on the ground and hid behind, and I saw the old Xiangtong's apprentice sitting in the corner, and the man was meditating cross-legged, motionless, hanging his head as if he was dead.

There was a sinister aura in the room. I closed my eyes and tried to open them again, but my eyes were still red.

Dreaming, dreaming, I fanned myself desperately, it must have been a nightmare.

The monster on the bed suddenly jumped down and ran towards me like a monkey.