As the gossip charm I had drawn in the air was pushed out, the head of the person who had been retreating quickly suddenly heard a scream and disappeared in front of my eyes. As the human head disappeared, so did the broken corpses on the ground.

"Ahh

Just after the head disappeared, several screams came from all around my body, and as the screams rang out, the light bulb that had been extinguished turned on again, and even the candle that was about to burn out burned again.

In the dim light, I looked at the countless jars on the cabinet, rolled my eyes, and fainted.

However, not long after I fainted, the door of the side room was reopened, and my grandfather walked in with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Gao, didn't you say that your grandson can't spell? Why can he still use such a powerful spell as the Bagua Evil Talisman! ”

As soon as my grandfather walked into the side room, there was a somewhat angry voice coming from the top of the cabinet against a jar in the lower right corner.

Hearing the words in the jar, my grandfather smiled awkwardly and said, "This is definitely an accident, I didn't expect that Gao Tian, this kid, could still remember the charm in such a terrifying scene, I'm really sorry?" ”

"Uncle Gao, it's okay to say I'm sorry, my soul was almost scattered by your grandson, you have to compensate for my loss!" It was a delicate wine jar that spoke, and the voice that spoke was the voice of the human head just now.

My grandfather came to my body, looked at me, and said, "This is easy to say, I'll burn you more paper money tomorrow!" ”

"Thank you, Uncle Gao!"

"Thank you, Uncle Gao!"

……

As soon as they heard that they were going to burn paper money, the jars on the cabinet all shook, and everyone shouted excitedly.

My grandfather ignored the jar on top of the cupboard, and helped me, who was already unconscious, to walk towards the house.

Looking at me who was in a coma and still sweating on his face, my grandfather smiled slightly and whispered, "This kid, I'm really scared today, haha!" At the end, my grandfather laughed heartlessly.

"Don't come, don't come!" After a long shout, I sat up on the kang and looked at the familiar surroundings as I touched the beads of sweat on my head.

When I woke up, there were snowflakes floating outside the window, and I looked at the ground that had been covered with a thin layer of white snow, and I remembered the events of last night, and I was suddenly distracted.

"Gao Tian, you woke up, how did you sleep well?" My grandfather heard my scream, walked in with a smug smile on his face, and asked.

I didn't answer my grandfather's words, I just looked out the window at the side room, and my eyes were still full of fear.

Seeing that I didn't reply, my grandfather said again: "Why Gaotian, was you scared silly last night?" ”

When I heard my grandfather's words, I slowly turned my head and said to my grandfather word by word, "Grandpa, please teach me the spell!" ”

Hearing my words, my grandfather was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a serious face: "Gao Tian, do you really want to learn spells?" ”

Looking at the serious look on my grandfather's face, I nodded fiercely and said firmly, "I really want to learn!" ”

"I wanted to teach you spells after you were eighteen years old, but I didn't expect that after what happened last night, it would be more than a year earlier, it's really good!" Looking at the determined look on my face, my grandfather said excitedly with a look of joy on his face.

When I heard that my grandfather was going to teach me spells, my face was overjoyed, and I turned to look at the side room, with a wicked smile on my face.

"What does Gao Tian think? Laughing so treacherously! Seeing the smile on my side face, Grandpa asked with a puzzled face.

"Nothing, nothing!" I was in such a good mood that I forgot about last night.

After breakfast, my grandfather took me to the side room again. When I came to the side room once, I remembered what happened last night, and although my face was a little unnatural, now because it was daytime, I didn't have much fear, and followed my grandfather in.

After entering the side room, I secretly said in my heart with a jar full of cabinets: "You little ghosts, just wait for me, uncle, if I have a successful spell, I will take you first, hum!" ”

My grandfather didn't know where to go at this time, so he took out a law book similar to the family tree and hung it on the south wall of the side room, and then moved the table in the middle of the room to the front of the law tree, lit a stick of incense and bowed in a regular manner, and my grandfather said to me: "High heaven, bow to your ancestors who protect the Dharma and put incense on the pillar!" ”

After my grandfather finished speaking, I came to the front of the law spectrum, seriously injected incense into the law spectrum, bowed, and said in a low voice: "All the ancestors are above, and the grandson is reasonable!" ”

After bowing, I looked at the names on the law spectrum, and looked at the huge law book with only a dozen red names, and asked with a puzzled face: "Grandpa, why are there only so many people on this spectrum?" ”

Hearing my question, my grandfather laughed and said, "Boy, don't be dissatisfied, there will be a name in two generations on this genealogy, which means that it will take at least fifty years for a person's name to be written on it, do you calculate how young these ten names are?" ”

After listening to my grandfather's words, I was taken aback, I didn't expect that the dozen or so names in front of me had a history of more than 500 years, and my face was full of shock.

Looking at the look of shock on my face, my grandfather showed pride on his face, and said in a somewhat excited voice: "Gao Tian, you go back, I will write your name on the Dharma spectrum, so that you are the protector of the Dharma in our family!" ”

I took a step back, and my grandfather stepped forward, his wrinkled face showing a holy color, and said slowly: "The family surnamed Gao, the twelfth generation of the Dharma protector Gao Xiufeng, and the thirteenth generation of the Dharma protector Gao Tian, have come to enter the spectrum, and their ancestors and ancestors please bless me to pass on the Dharma Protector lineage from generation to generation, and it will never be extinguished!" After speaking, Grandpa bowed to the Fapu again.

After he had bowed, I saw him at the bottom of the score, taking out a wolf's brush, and then biting his middle finger and putting blood on the brush.

As the red blood continued to drip down, the originally dry wolf hair slowly moistened, and just after the wolf hair was completely wet by the blood, my grandfather's face was full of seriousness and he wrote two bright red blood words on the law book, "High heaven!" ”

As soon as my name was written on the book, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation in my chest, so I lifted my clothes and looked towards my chest.

I saw that the originally smooth and white chest was actually growing one after another at this time, and a strange pattern formed on my chest very regularly.

When he saw me lift my clothes, my grandfather's eyes had already looked at my chest, but when his old man saw the pattern on my chest, his face fell with excitement, and his voice trembled and said: "Twelve moles have grown, and twelve moles have grown, what an ancestral manifestation!" After speaking, my grandfather actually knelt in front of the genealogy, kowtowing to the genealogy with excitement on his face.

"Grandpa, what's the use of this mole? Look at the excitement that excites you! After Grandpa kowtowed to the Fapu, I asked puzzled.

After listening to my words, Grandpa calmed down his excitement and explained: "The mole on your chest will grow in every clansman who writes his name into the genealogy, but it varies from person to person, and people with less spiritual power in their body will not have so many moles on their chest!" But I didn't expect that the spiritual power in your body would be so powerful! ”

"Grandpa, how many moles do you have on your chest?" Glancing at the mole on my chest, I asked curiously.

Grandpa heard my question, sighed and said, "Grandpa is not as good as you, and there are only eight moles on his chest, but it is also very remarkable in the family records!" After speaking, my grandfather lifted the yellow cloth on the table for the first time and said to me again: "High heaven, these books under the table are the "Dharma Protector Records" left by every eleven ancestors. ”

Looking at the more than a dozen yellowed copies of the Dharma Protector Records under the table, my heart pounded, and at the same time, my eyes looked at the countless jars on the cabinet with bad intentions.