Chapter 182: The Legendary Urine Sex

Let's not talk about whether the moral debt of the human mares deserves to die.

Judging from the selection method of Huang Shang's double pupils to distinguish people, Qi Zihuan felt that they still died a little unjustly.

You said that you were originally a companion of Hongchen and lived a chic life, but suddenly you were targeted by a Taoist priest and brought out of the crowd to drain your heart.

There is only one reason.

Just because I took a look at you in the crowd.

Wronged or not?

"Let me ask again, is there any pill or anything like that involved in your case?" Sheng Zuchang has the usual problems of scholars, as soon as he mentions the field he is good at, he talks endlessly, and he doesn't know how good his spirit is.

Qi Zihuan thought for a while and replied vaguely: "There is a kind of microbacterial powder, the composition has not been measured yet, and I don't know the specific effect." ”

"That's right!" Sheng Zuchang slapped the table and said excitedly, "This benevolent brother is not simple, he must have been seriously ill, and then refined this elixir." Well, I think the microscopic bacteria you mentioned must be the elixir he refined. ”

"Why do you have to be seriously ill?"

"In this statement of becoming an immortal after going through five prisons, a serious illness is an essential condition for becoming an immortal, and it is said that people can only be enlightened when they are seriously ill."

Huang Huotu had already come back with a copy of the rubbings of the stone inscriptions at this time, standing aside and listening to the old and young talking about the legend, although some did not understand it very well, but it had been patient without interrupting.

It was only at this time that he saw Qi Zihuan frowning and in a daze, so he interjected and asked, "Teacher Sheng, forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, do you believe in becoming an immortal?" ”

Sheng Zuchang glanced at him deeply, then smiled and said, "If I believe it, you will definitely question my academic research immediately." However, if you ask me whether I should believe in Taoist gods or believe in aliens. ”

Huang Huotu listened quietly.

"I'm not going to choose aliens." When Sheng Zuchang said this, there was a hint of cunning on his wrinkled face.

Qi Zihuan didn't hear the language game played by the old gentleman, but frowned and kept thinking about his own business.

The movie "Double Pupils" is also an old movie many years ago, and when he saw it back then, like other movies, he paid attention to the beginning and end of the storyline, and he couldn't remember the details in the film too clearly.

Among them, the most impressive thing is that there are "immortals" and no ghosts in this film.

So he always felt constrained and confused.

After talking with Academician Sheng Zuchang at this time, after listening to the details of immortal cultivation, he felt that something was faintly wrong.

For example, Huang Shang.

Huang Shang was a real person, and he was also an official and a scholar of the Ministry of Rites during the Southern Song Dynasty, not only an outstanding politician and thinker, but also proficient in astronomy, geography and cartography.

In ancient times, it was very possible to say that he was also a master of the Dao family's collection, but there was no record of him cultivating and becoming an immortal.

And the Wong Tai Sin mentioned by Sheng Zuchang just now does have ancestral halls and temples in Hong Kong and even Guangdong Province, but it is by no means the Huang Shang.

The prototype of Huang Tai Sin is Huang Chuping of the Jin Dynasty, a native of Jinhua in Zhejiang Province, who is also known as the Red Pine Immortal because of the legend that he cultivated on the Red Pine Mountain.

But he doesn't have any stories of eyes and eyes, catching people and going to five prisons,

The most famous allusion about him is "a stone becomes a sheep".

It is said that he plunged into the Red Pine Mountain and cultivated for forty years. His elder brother Huang Chuqi had been looking for him all along, and later looked for a Taoist priest in the market for divination, and the Taoist priest told Huang Chuqi: "There is a child in Chisong Mountain who is herding sheep, surnamed Huang Chuping, you go and see if it is your younger brother, isn't it?" ”。

Later, when the brothers met, the elder brother asked the younger brother, "Where is the sheep?" Huang Chuping pointed to the white stone and said, "It's right there," and shouted, "Sheep up."

Then all the white stones stood up and became goats, and there were tens of thousands.

The Wong Tai Sin Temple in Guangzhou still hangs such a couplet - the sheep passed on to the Jin Dynasty and rode the crane to the southern sky.

Qi Zihuan thought for a long time before he pondered and asked, "Teacher Sheng, about the story of Huang Shang you just said, how can I remember that Huang Daxian refers to Huang Chuping and not Huang Shang?" ”

"You're right!" Sheng Zuchang was not annoyed at all, but said happily, "In almost all statements, Huang Daxian is Huang Chuping of the Jin Dynasty. But the only small school of Taoism has a somewhat different statement, and of course, they are not denying that Huang Chuping is Huang Tai Sin. Rather, it is said that Wong Tai Sin will be reincarnated every 800 years and reincarnated once. ”

"Eh, that means that Huang Daxian became an immortal in the Jin Dynasty, and eight hundred years later he was reincarnated as Huang Shang, and after training, he ascended to immortal again?" Qi Zihuan counted the days with his fingers folded, as if the Jin Dynasty was almost eight hundred years away from the Song Dynasty.

"Yes, of course, this is just a legend, and there is no relevant record in official historical materials or Taoist collections." Sheng Zuchang said very calmly, "Because you mentioned that there are also five prison cultivators in the murder case, I will tell you this legend, because whether this legend is true or not, after all, it is the basis for the murderer to commit the crime." ”

"What about the Five Prisons and the Twin Pupils Catching People?"

"It's all legends, and there's no official record."

Legend.

Qi Zihuan chewed these two words carefully.

Of course, he knew most of the legends of what a urine sex was.

In the past, Qi Zihuan had a classmate whose hometown was in the north, and he had to go back to his hometown with his father for the New Year every winter vacation. And every time he starts school, he has to tell everyone a legend of his hometown.

The bathhouse near his house disappears every winter.

Northerners are accustomed to soaking in large bathhouses, which have special compartments for storing clothes, and generally everyone will wear or take them away after washing, leaving at most a pair of smelly socks full of holes.

But once, the cleaning uncle found that there was a checkered clothes that had not been collected for many days, from underwear to sweaters and jackets, and even shoes and socks, a whole set of clothes were neatly placed there.

But the owner of the clothes disappeared.

It was a strange thing, but after two months it was gradually forgotten, until the following winter, there was a complete set of clothes, shoes and socks.

Year 3 and Year 4...... Every year.

Legends began to prevail, and even the details of how the ghost was drowned by mistake before his death became clear.

This legend is quite fascinating, so every time the school starts, everyone first gathers around that classmate and asks if anyone has disappeared again this year.

From middle school to high school.

It was not until the fifth year that the "murderer" was caught.

It turned out to be a guy who worked in other places, and every year when he went home for the New Year, he would put on a brand new outfit, and then before entering the house, he would go to this bathhouse to take a bath and change his clothes, and the old clothes he wore when he worked were thrown away.

Well, that's the legend.

The vast majority are fake.

Qi Zihuan seemed to have a flash of lightning in his head.

Fake!