Over the next three days, the old spirit man moved out of his bedroom the antiques he had treasured for more than a hundred years. Packed in a large box that looks heavy.

Among these antiques are a wolf howl brush, a bottle of ink with a strange smell, and stacks of neatly cut papers.

"These are the tools used to draw talismans when exorcism, and talismans have Taoist origins. But we are not Taoists, so we can only say that we borrowed it. The old spirit man sorted out the tools from the large box and put them in a simple bag.

I saw that he still didn't stop, and the sound of soldiers ping pong came from the box. A half-foot long sword, milky white, I can't tell what material it is made of, it looks like a toy sword for children to play with.

"Qingping Sword, the ancestor's thing, the innate treasure, the weapon to kill ghosts and demons!" The old spirit man carefully placed the long sword on the ground beside him. He turned around and rummaged at the big box.

A strange bell the size of a palm, the body of the bell is mixed with five-colored stripes, except for the handle on the top of the jingle bell, which looks weird.

"The soul bell, which is also the thing of the ancestor, is an innate treasure. It is made of the five elements of dark iron, and the sound made when it shakes can deter ghosts, which is used to exorcise and control souls. After the old spirit took out the bell, he didn't forget to introduce it.

Watching the old spirit head take out these strange things, Yu Chengyao felt a little dizzy. These things look ordinary, but the old spirit head speaks wildly.

These are all treasures that he has treasured for more than a hundred years, and he has never seen them take them out. Although I have heard him say it on weekdays, what he says is serious and mysterious, like nothing, you can't see it or touch it. At that time, Yu Chengyao didn't believe it at all, but at this moment, he saw the real thing.

It made his hands itch, and he wanted to pick it up and tinker with it to see if it was as magical as the master said. However, he didn't dare to move, he was very afraid of the old spirit, and he didn't dare to go up and move without the old spirit's active permission.

If you make an assertion, it is not a simple punishment as knocking your fingers, and it is estimated that you will get a lot of blood without shedding your skin.

Yu Chengyao looked at the big box in front of the old spirit head like a curious baby, and he didn't dare to neglect what he said. I could only pretend to listen carefully to his introduction, and then silently wrote down these things in my heart.

The old spirit head's movements still did not stop, and each piece of utensils was something that Yu Chengyao had only heard of and had never seen.

The six soul flags of the big fan are turned into the resentment of the heavenly demon after his death, and they are the big murder weapons. It can hurt the saint of the Heavenly Dao, this time it is triangular, the whole body is black, and there is a demonic aura looming. There are six tails fluttering gently under the flag. The name of the person is written on the tail of the flag, and the name of the person is worshiped with a sigil in the morning and evening, and after seven days, the flag is waved to take the person's life immediately.

The purple thunder hammer as long as a hoe is an innate treasure that can summon heavenly thunder. It is a great killing weapon, a thunder punishment in the main world, and a sharp weapon for destroying evil and eliminating demons.

After the old spirit took out these things one by one, he cautiously sealed them with charms, and it was strange to say, I don't know what means he used.

The four treasures seemed to be magical, and after being wrapped in the ghost-like pieces of paper, they all instantly became the thickness of fingers.

Yu Chengyao's heart was shocked, and at this moment, he had to believe that there were really spells in this world. And this spell, he has also seen it with his own eyes at this moment.

"Master, what kind of magic trick are you?" Yu Chengyao still didn't want to believe it, everything that happened in front of him was too illusory, and it was difficult for him to accept it for a while.

"What kind of magic, shrinking head, if you dare to talk nonsense, I will shoot you to death!" The old spirit head's face turned cold, and he glared at Yu Chengyao. I packed everything I had taken out into that improvised bag.

The old spirit's scolding made Yu Chengyao feel like a chilling cicada, and he didn't dare to speak out at all.

Seeing that Yu Chengyao was obedient, he turned around and continued to tinker in the box, not long after. I saw him take out some miscellaneous things, peach wood swords, brushes, cinnabar and the like.

It's all very ordinary things, and when there are dead people in the village, the Taoist priests who come to do things will bring them.

And one of them was a tattered book and a bamboo scroll, but it aroused Yu Chengyao's curiosity, these two had never been seen. He looked at the busy back of the old spirit head, wanting to ask questions but not daring to disturb him.

After waiting for a long time, the old spirit man seemed to have packed up, he covered the big box and pointed to the back room and said, "Put it under the bed, I am not allowed to turn it out when I am not there!" ”

Yu Chengyao was very clever, and before the old spirit head finished speaking, he had already picked up the heavy wooden box and walked towards the back room. After following the old spirit for ten years, he knew the old man in front of him very well, and he could understand what he wanted to do with a glance.

After Yu Chengyao came out, those peachwood swords and everything were neatly placed on the table by the old spirit head. The old spirit head held the black book in his hand and said: "This is the grandfather's handwriting, I have torn off the taboo chapters in it, you look at it from the beginning, this month, you can learn as much as you can!" ”

Saying that, the old spirit shook his hand lightly, and the black booklet flew towards Yu Chengyao, who hurriedly reached out to catch it. Immediately after that, another bamboo roll came to him, and the voice of the old spirit head also came.

"This bamboo scroll is a record of the method of communicating with the Golden Snake Gu, you can see for yourself. Don't talk nonsense, in a month's time, you give me more to learn, the content of the bamboo roll must know! I'm leaving! ”

As soon as the old spirit head finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the simple burden and went out. His speed was very fast, blowing past Yu Chengyao like a gust of wind.

Yu Chengyao was stunned and looked at the black booklet and bamboo scroll in his hand, he was almost dumbfounded, didn't he say before that he would learn from him?

How did it become self-taught again? Looking at the things on the altar again, he took all the treasures away, leaving a pile of garbage for himself.

"What do you mean?" Yu Chengyao chased out of the door to look, wanting to ask what the situation was, but the figure of the old spirit head had long since disappeared.

In desperation, Yu Chengyao could only open the black booklet and the bamboo roll and read it, and he sat on the threshold at the door of the bamboo house. The black booklet contains all the ways to draw and use some charms, as well as the mantras and mudras to match.

What makes Yu Chengyao helpless is that the original text is too old to be recognized. The notes translated in modern simplified Chinese characters are blurry and look very hard.

The text on the bamboo scroll is a little better, although it is a traditional character, but Yu Chengyao can easily distinguish it. What is recorded above is the communication method of the Golden Snake Gu, which is simply to use the divine sense to communicate with the Golden Snake Gu.

Consciousness is the soul of man. Yu Chengyao felt helpless for a while, the soul was ethereal, who knows if there is. Since I don't know if there is one, how can I use it?

He tried all kinds of things, learned the method of the bamboo scroll, and sat cross-legged on the ground first, covering his chest with his hands. Recite the mantra verbally, and then communicate with your senses. However, the above actions were completed, and the spell was also completed, but Yu Chengyao couldn't understand this divine consciousness communication.

He tried to call the Golden Snake Gu in his heart, but there was no movement in his chest, and he called the Golden Snake Gu out loud again. Still not moving, he slapped himself on the chest in a fit of rage. It hurt so much that he bared his teeth himself, but there was still no movement.

"What a broken bamboo roll, it's all liars, liars!" Yu Chengyao became impatient, and in a fit of anger, he threw the bamboo roll directly into the house. It slammed into the incense burner on the altar table, and the incense ash was all over the ground.

Yu Chengyao was shocked, and immediately calmed down. He hurriedly got up and picked up the broom and the garbage basket to clean up, which the old spirit might have been beaten to death if he had seen it.

As he cleaned up, a low and hoarse laugh suddenly sounded in his ears: "Haha, you can't live by yourself!" ”

Yu Chengyao was stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped the movement in his hand. Turning to look around, on the quiet summit of the mountain, only the whirring sound of the mountain peaks blowing through the woods.

There was still a figure somewhere, but the laughter just now was so clear. Yu Chengyao shrank his hand, feeling a chill in his back.

He felt uneasy in his heart, this daylight would not be haunted. Why did you seem to hear someone talking just now? Now there is no one to be seen!

After passing through the Zhuzi Cave, his courage seemed to be smaller than before, and he was a little scared. Suspiciously, he looked around, then turned and walked to the door to look around.

However, as a result, there was silence all around, as if someone had been there.

"Haha, coward!" Suddenly, there was another abrupt sneer, and the voice was close to his ears. was still low and hoarse, and this time Yu Chengyao heard it clearly.

"What kind of person, pretending to be a ghost and trying to scare Lao Tzu? Come out for Lao Tzu, or I'll break your dog's leg if I find you!" Yu Chengyao heard it clearly, and his heart was full of anger.

Even if he believed that there were ghosts in the world, he would not believe in the hauntings in broad daylight. People say that ghosts are yin things, and they can't see the sun's rays. And at this moment, the sun is shining, it is noon, and he will not believe it.

However, the next sentence made him shudder: "What are you pretending to be a ghost, Lao Tzu is on you, how to drop, you beat me!" ”

Suddenly, Yu Chengyao felt a heat in his chest, and a golden snake head poked out in front of his chest, and the snake head stretched out and spit out the snake letter at Yu Chengyao, which had a provocative taste.

Yu Chengyao was startled, and his hand shook and he couldn't help but drop the broom to the ground: "Mom, damn it, when did you come out!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Snake Gu didn't answer him. It burrowed back into his body again, and after the Golden Snake Gu disappeared, no one spoke next to him.

Yu Chengyao breathed a sigh of relief and realized that he was actually teased by this little thing. However, he was also a little happy in his heart, which showed that he had already made contact with the Golden Snake Gu.

In the following days, Yu Chengyao has been learning the things on the black booklet, drawing talismans, reciting mantras, practices and so on.

The days of study were always boring, and it was a full fifteen days on the mountain, and on this day there was a shouting from the bottom of the mountain.

"Cheng Yao, Cheng Yao! Xiaohai is back, Xiaohai is back! "A tall, thin boy climbed up from a forest not far away.

"Really, so fast, great. I'm going to see it with you! "Thinking of Xiao Hai, half a month ago, when he came back from the hospital, Xiao Hai was out of danger.

Everything in the village is Uncle Dagang in Zhang Luo, and I don't know if Boss Li's short-lived boy has lost enough money!

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