Around 7 p.m. ET, I was back at Greengoll Estate in the western suburbs of New York.

It is an elegant and noble Gothic three-story villa, which has traditionally been occupied by billionaires in the United States. What I love is not the elegance and nobility of the estate, but the gardens and meadows that surround it, and when spring comes, the estate blooms like tulips. Master, Uncle and I have been living here for nearly 15 years.

Twenty years ago, my master and two uncles earned enough money for five lifetimes, which is no longer worth millions or tens of millions of dollars, but billions of dollars.

In 1985, a series of supernatural events occurred on the estate of the Monterosky family, the largest timber magnate in the western United States, first the accumulated wood burned by itself, and then the livestock in the manor committed suicide one after another, and finally the manor disappeared three servants in a row, and the most terrible thing is that the manor did not dare to live at night at all...... The incident caused a great sensation in the western United States, and when the police intervened, the Monteroschi family turned to the church and a number of famous exorcists, but the priest, priest, and exorcist escaped one after another, accompanied by the death of a priest. My master, Yun Zhongyu, was in the prime of life at the time, and he volunteered to go to investigate. In just three nights, the estate was restored to its original state. To this day, Master refuses to tell me the truth of the incident, all I know is that the Monterosky family wrote a check for two million dollars to my Master at that time! Million! In 1985, two million was the equivalent of $50 million today!

Another thing is that in 1992, the most famous supernatural event in Southeast Asia - 7 people died in a row in a Brunei aristocratic family, and the coffin was opened for autopsy, and the earliest person who died was not corrupted after three years! (At that time, Brunei's disposal of corpses was not cremated but directly buried), many spiritualists and feng shui masters concluded that the ghost of the deceased in front of them was not dispersed, so they kept summoning the surviving family members, but no one could prevent death, my uncle Yan Zhifeng was invited to go, only to hear that Uncle Yan nailed 224 sharp bamboo stakes on the coffins of three of the corpses in the pattern of nine palace diagrams. Since then, there have been no deaths in the royal family. Uncle Yan was paid up to $10 million.

For those who do not have a permanent sect, money is like white paper and dirt. Because, out of a million in compensation, we ourselves can only get 10,000 - 1/100. Another 990,000 must be donated to organizations or people who need money more than we do. The holy text "Dong Xuan", which was completed by the ancestors of the Wuheng Sect for 30 generations before and after, clearly stipulates that no matter any remuneration or foreign money, the people of my Wuheng Sect only have to collect one in a hundred, that is, 1/100.

The people who enter my Wuheng Sect can't be greedy firstly, and secondly, they can't leave their names. This is also the reason why my two uncles, Shui Hanyue and Yan Yifeng, are blind and deaf.

Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the heaven is the law, and the Tao is the nature. If our sect members use their own means to backsliding, unscrupulous, and insatiable, then God's damnation will be our ultimate destination. However, people are not greedy and do not like fame and fortune, how many people have been in ancient times? This is one of the reasons why since the founding of the Wuheng Sect 1,800 years ago, there have been 72 disciples. Since I was a child, I had little access to money, because I didn't lack anything, and money was just a symbolic number symbol for me. When I became sensible, I realized that this was the good intentions of my master and uncle—I can't be greedy for money, otherwise, the Wuheng Sect will be wiped out in my generation.

Walking into the gate of the manor and looking at this familiar building under the night and lights, I felt a slight abnormal feeling in my heart. I pinched my fingers and my heart froze, but I couldn't perceive any mood at all.

"Little master, master is waiting for you." Old Tom, the faithful servant, came out of the garage and bowed to me.

The master is my master Yun Zhongyan, this name sounds a bit like a name in a martial arts novel, but in fact, this is my master's Taoist name. My Taoist name is "Kazama Hide", and I don't like it to hear, so I gave myself the name "Fang Yin" with a homonym from the beginning to the end.

I immediately walked briskly to the "Wuheng Hall" on the second floor of the villa, as long as old Tom conveyed Master's instructions to me, I knew that something important must have happened. At this time, Master and Uncle would discuss in the Wuheng Hall.

The Wuheng Hall is the confidential center of my Wuheng Sect, and any meetings I send to hold meetings, assign tasks, or sacrifice to our ancestors are all carried out here, which sounds very grand, but I have no choice but to send me, the four disciples, and three ancient old men and a young man who does not know the red dust.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw the three of them sitting in the hall, and the first fat old man wearing a black Tang suit, with sparse white hair, a red face, and a strong spirit was my master.

On the left side of the master, an old man with a thin and slender cheek and a fairy wind and bones is my second uncle, Yan Feng, helpless, his eyes are lifeless and color-Uncle Yan Feng's eyesight has gradually deteriorated since ten years ago, during which he has undergone several surgeries in the best eye hospital in the United States, but after all, he cannot recover the doom of blindness, only we know that no matter how advanced science and medical skills can not be effective in the face of God's curse. Because of his blindness and inconvenience, Uncle Yan officially took over the mountain, lived for a long time, devoted himself to repairing books, and continued to improve the scriptures of his ancestors.

To the right of my master sat an old woman with an elegant and noble demeanor, this was my third uncle, Shui Hanyue. Uncle Shui, who is close to the age of ancient times, is the first female disciple of my Wuheng Sect in the past 500 years, and throughout the 1800-year history of my Wuheng Sect, Uncle Shui may also be the most outstanding and highly perceptive disciple. Moreover, I also heard my master and Uncle Yan say that Uncle Shui was one of the most famous beauties in the world when he was young, and if he didn't enter my door, he should not marry, otherwise, my master and Uncle Yan would definitely fight for a lot of blood.

Indeed, Uncle Shui's appearance still retains three points of charm even in his recent age. It's just that since 20 years ago, Uncle Shui's hearing has deteriorated rapidly and eventually she became deaf, which also directly affected the pronunciation of her vocal cords. To this day, my Uncle Shui is almost deaf and mute, and it is extremely difficult to speak out loud.

Only my master, Yun Zhongyan, a fat old man, is sound all around, and he is witty and open by nature, and he is still playful when he is old, to be honest, I often associate my master with the image of Zhou Botong, the "old naughty boy" written by Jin Yong.

Looking at these three old men, I suddenly felt a trace of emotion in my heart - it is a kind of heroic twilight emotion, and it is also a kind of vicissitudes of life that the general trend is going and the time will not return.

Thinking about the past, Jin Ge Iron Horse and Bloody Binghe, how did my three masters and uncles mean to be prosperous, talk and laugh, and dominate the world?

Their figures have traveled all over the world's famous mountains and rivers, the vast desert, the Gobi barren, the wind and sand in Yangguan, they have explored the ancient secrets of the pharaohs in the Egyptian pyramids, and also searched for the world-renowned cup of curse in the Mayan cultural relics in Mexico...... How many times have they died and experienced calamities; How many times have they stood on the top floor of a skyscraper?

From Tokyo to Stockholm, Tehran to Shanghai, Canberra to Los Angeles, London to Johannesburg...... Their figures have left a string of moving notes around the world, they are born ghosts, always wandering in the yin and yang worlds, their lives are full of legends, and they themselves are a strange story.

It's just that they who raised me diligently and are like parents, they can withstand all kinds of life and death disasters, heavenly punishments, and ghosts and gods...... But they can't resist the cycle of time - they are all old.

Except for me, who can stand in front of them know their legendary life?

Fortunately, my only relatives in this world are all in good health. With their indifferent and elegant cultivation and the way of maintaining health and qi, it is not a problem for them to live past the age of 100, and even more so looking at my old naughty master, I really doubt that he can live to be 200 years old.

After a long time, I recovered, but why would I feel so much emotion when I saw the three of them at this moment? For more than 20 years, I haven't gotten up to see the three of them, but why do I have these vicissitudes of life in my heart today?

"Yin'er meets the bad old man-" I haven't said a word "head" yet, and I want to come to this occasion to no longer be rude to the master, although I usually always call this old urchin "bad old man". I immediately knelt down and changed my words: "Yin'er greets Master, Uncle Yan, and Uncle Shui!" ”

"Little cub, look up." Master doesn't pay attention to the occasion, still has a strange tone, looking at his bright, bony eyes, I once saw his innocent childlike joy in his eyes, sometimes, I have been wondering, how did this lovely fat old man who never grew up become my master?

I looked at his cute appearance, and I knew that he deliberately wanted to be serious on this serious occasion, but for a witty and dissolute person, if he pretended to be serious, it would only make people laugh more, I couldn't help laughing a few times, but looking at the really serious expressions and postures of Uncle Yan and Uncle Shui, I knew after all that it was time to be serious.

"Hey! You little bastard, what the hell are you doing, you actually made a 'damnation robbery'! I can't eat you, and I'm going to walk you! I knew that I would have steamed you and eaten you when I came back! The more the master scolded, the more energetic he became, and he simply stood up from the master's chair and pointed at the sky and scolded the earth. I've steamed you and eaten it" is the most common phrase I used to intimidate me since I was sensible, but when I was 25 years old, this bad old man still used these words to intimidate me, and he didn't know how to keep up with the times.

Master was about to speak, when he heard Uncle Yan next to him answer: "Yin'er, your master and Uncle Shui just observed your astrology, and you caused a heavenly calamity on yourself, why are you so careless?" We are the people in the Xuanmen, we must let go when we should let go, we have to shrink our heads and shrink our heads, do not compete with the world for fame and fortune, and let others laugh and scold, if you are kind everywhere, and everything is hand-in-hand, you will be infected with a body of trouble and disaster, how can this be the actions of people in the Xuanmen? ”

It turns out that Master and Uncle have already learned that I have been involved in a catastrophe that almost took my life today, and at that moment, I will explain to Master and Uncle how to resolve the catastrophe for Michael and his wife, and how to save my life by Whitetail Star.

"Well, after all, you are only 25 years old, but you have participated in the "Dong Xuan" for 15 years, you should also have some enlightenment, we and other Chinese people are always and everywhere with the curse of heaven as a companion, only by being cautious in everything, walking on thin ice, can we turn the catastrophe into refuge, escape from the eye of heaven, break through the mysteries, and survey the heavens and the earth. Today, this foreigner, the evil obstacle he committed earlier is too heavy to cut off his children and grandchildren, and if we change his life for him, we will suffer from the catastrophe of heaven, this is walking at night with a person's head! Uncle Yan sighed softly.

I was shocked, indeed, I was too young.

"I hereby give you the order of the 31st generation successor and head of the Wuheng Sect to officially allow you to go out of the mountain, and you can get away tomorrow!" The master suddenly laughed, and the scene suddenly eased up a lot, "Little cub, we are all old, it's time for you to go out and break through, there is a lot of suffering in the world, and the world is vicious and dangerous, I hope you are blessed with a great life, if you are really a short-lived ghost, you are really not worthy of being the 32nd generation of my Wuheng Sect and the head, no matter what, the creation of heaven and earth, the opportunity is hard to find, it depends on your life." ”

"Out of the mountains?" I shuddered, "So where can I go?" The United States is so big, where do you tell me to go through the experience? ”

To tell the truth, I have grown up so old that I have never left my master and uncle for more than a day or more than two states in the United States, but the matter of becoming a teacher is an auspicious day of the zodiac that has already been set, and sooner or later people from my sect will have to go out of the mountains to experience.

"It's so simple in the United States! Little cub, this time you're going to cross the ocean! You have to leave the North American continent, we are Chinese, you go back to China, China is the origin of my orthodox metaphysics, and my Chinese style and mountains, the essence of the sun and the moon can better refine your insight and cultivation. ”

"Back to China?" I stared at it for a long time.