After listening to Lao Song's explanation, I was stunned for a long time before I reacted, this black impermanence is not worse than the gods we invited before!

"Actually, I haven't thought it through, isn't this place inaccessible to God? Black impermanence should also be an underground god! I asked with a puzzled expression, "What did Hei Wuchang mean by the last sentence?" Can we get here? He knows what this place is? ”

Lao Song shook his head: "I don't know, he left without making it clear." ”

After speaking, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one, and took a hard puff: "Today is really dangerous, that reggae is invulnerable, ordinary charms are completely useless, and the IQ is not low, fortunately we invited the impermanence master, otherwise we would have to be planted here today." ”

According to Lao Song's explanation, you can't invite gods here, but you can invite ghosts.

He once tried it at night when he was bored, and he was able to invite the ghosts of the underground.

Although the impermanence lord is a god, he belongs to the underworld and belongs to the ghost fairy, which is different from the gods in the sky, the fairy carries the immortal energy, and the ghost immortal is the yin qi, so it is not strange to be invited.

"Fanzi, you are smart enough, what you invited is black impermanence, among black and white impermanence, black impermanence is the most fierce!" Lao Song patted his shoulder and smiled: "I thought you were going to invite Bai Wuchang!" ”

Hearing him say this, I smiled: "Lao Tzu is not stupid, they can tell who is fierce from the hat!" One is to make money at first sight, and the other is that the world is peaceful, I will definitely invite the eighth master to come up! ”

I struggled to stand up, walked to my father and the third son and looked at it, there were not many wounds on the third son's body, and the blood on my father's shoulder was stopped: "Old Song, are you okay with your father and the third son?" ”

"It's okay, I just fainted, I should rest for a while to wake up, just now Uncle Bing detoxified my uncle's wound and bandaged it, the bleeding has stopped, let's wait here for them to wake up." Lao Song said.

It's okay, it's okay, the stone in my heart has finally fallen to the ground.

Reggae looks quite second, but it's actually ruthless, this grandson doesn't show mercy to us! If we're a little unlucky today, we'll probably all be in its belly.

I sat on the floor smoking a cigarette, and I was glad that everyone was not dead! None of them are dead!

"Fanzi, the one you invited is black impermanence? The one in the Journey to the West TV series? The fat man asked me curiously, "Isn't that thing very capable?" was abused by Sun Dasheng like a grandson. ”

I almost kicked it when I heard this, did you say that we saved our lives? Besides, where can I believe the TV series!

"Play on the side, the eighth master is very fierce in the underworld!" I reluctantly explained to the fat man.

Anyway, I'm idle now, so I told these curious babies about the origin of black and white impermanence.

Black and white impermanence is famous, and in the underworld, they are also well-known figures.

Black and white impermanence is also known as the second master of impermanence, according to legend, these two people were good brothers before their lives, Bai impermanence is named Xie Bi'an, black impermanence is called Fan Wusheng, white impermanence is the seventh master, and black impermanence is the eighth master.

It is said that these two have been married since childhood, and they are like brothers. One day, the two agreed to go out to run errands, and met under the Nantai Bridge, and when they saw that it was raining, the seventh master asked the eighth master to wait for him for a while, and he went home to get an umbrella.

But who would have thought that after the seventh master left, the heavy rain poured down, and the river swelled, and the eighth master was unwilling to miss the appointment, so he was accidentally drowned by the surging river. After a while, the seventh master took an umbrella from home and came to the river, and when he saw that the eighth master was missing, the seventh master was in pain and hung himself on the bridge pillar with a belt, so the image of Bai Wuchang in many portraits has a long tongue.

The souls of the two of them went to the underworld, and after hearing about the affairs of these two people, Lord Yama was also moved, and praised the two of them for their deep faith, and since then he has kept them by his side as a Yin official.

In the midst of black and white impermanence, black impermanence has four big characters on the head of the world. Here you can see how powerful he is, wherever the eighth master goes, the world is peaceful.

"I didn't expect them to be so affectionate and righteous, they are really good men." Six fingers cocked his thumb and said: "In today's society, how many such people can there be?" ”

While we were chatting, I suddenly heard my father's cough.

"Dad! Are you okay! I ran to my father's side and asked anxiously, my father opened his eyes and smiled, and said weakly: "Rabbit cub, what can I do!" I'm an iron man! Brother Zeng is better than Brother Chun! ”

Dear father, you are really my real father, can you not be poor at this time, I sat next to my father and looked at him, and I didn't speak for a long time.

"Dad, I'm sorry, if I had a little bit of use, I would have been able to protect you, and if I had the ability, I wouldn't have hurt you." I buried my head and whispered to my father, "Don't do this in the future." ”

Dad raised his hand and patted me, and said with a smile: "You are my son, I am your father." ”

Hearing this, I looked up at my father, and I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, and suddenly burst out of my eyes: "Dad, I'm sorry!" ”

You are my son, I am your father.

I have often heard my father say this sentence since I was a child, every time I get into trouble, my father stands in front of me to help me carry all this, and when I apologize to my father afterwards, he often laughs and scolds: "Get out, apologize for a fart!" You're my son, I'm your dad, what's there to thank you for! ”

We set up our tents in this place, and we were ready to rest for a while before continuing on our way, just in time for my father and three sons to recuperate. The third son woke up that night, but fortunately there was nothing too big to do, and he could rest for a few days.

When I went to bed at night, I took the little one out of my pocket and looked at it carefully, and I had doubts in my heart.

This little guy has fallen asleep since he met reggae, and he hasn't woken up yet, so something can't be wrong, right?

"Let's go, go out for a cigarette, I can't sleep for half a day." Old Song got up with a bitter face and greeted me, and I nodded and followed him out of the tent.

"Old Song, when you played hand-to-hand combat with reggae that day, what was that move?" I smoked a cigarette and looked at Lao Song curiously and asked, "It's quite fierce!" Reggae can block it! ”

As soon as he heard my question, Lao Song smiled proudly: "That is the ancestral ability of Lao Tzu's family, the technique of the Heavenly Master to introduce talismans into the body, which can integrate the power of talismans into himself in a short period of time." ”

Ouch I'm going, such a trick?

"You're pretty good! I've never heard of it before! I exclaimed.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is a low-key person, this kind of thing is rarely used!" Old Song smiled hypocritically.

Lao Song stood up and patted his pants, looked at the stars in the sky and whispered, "Fanzi, do you remember that Taiji diagram in the nine-storied pagoda?" ”

I nodded, "Remember, what's wrong?" ”

"That's written down there, three, that's the most numerous, I probably know what it means." Old Song said with a smile.

As soon as I heard it, I wondered, I haven't figured it out yet, Lao Song actually knows what it means? I hurriedly asked him, "What do you mean?" ”

"You didn't notice? In this nine-storied pagoda, the first and second floors are not too difficult, at most they are a little troublesome, but the third layer is a tricky thing like reggaeton, do you think it will be every third floor, there will be a powerful grandson waiting to clean us up? ”

After listening to Lao Song's words, I didn't speak for a while, thinking carefully about what Lao Song told me.

After a while, the tiredness began to come slowly, I yawned with Lao Song and went back to the tent to dream of Zhou Gong, and I will think about this tomorrow.

If you don't sleep, you will probably have to stand up.