When I heard Mr. Lu say this, I was immediately afraid. I couldn't help but say, "Kill me in your dreams? Isn't it dangerous for me to even sleep? ”

When I said this, I suddenly remembered that my parents were right next to me. I hurriedly changed my face and said to them, "Don't worry, I'm fine with Mr. Lu here." ”

Mr. Lu smiled bitterly: "Zhao Mang, don't make up nonsense." They all know what's going on. ”

My mom sat on the edge of my bed and said, "You don't have to hide it from us. Are you afraid that I will faint first if I hear some bad news? ”

I smiled and said, "Am I not afraid that you will be worried?" ”

I asked Mr. Lu, "Is there anything you can do?" Say it and appease everyone's feelings. ”

Mr. Lu smiled bitterly: "Do you really regard me as a living immortal?" To be honest, she can kill people in her dreams, and I can't prevent that. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you. ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately sat up from my bed. I anxiously asked, "What can I do?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "Don't worry, there is no endless road. Think about it, didn't she really want to steal my yang shou back then? In the end, I gave up again, do you know why? ”

I glared and asked, "Why?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "Because I learned Taoism." Iron also needs to be hard. Whether she is an open gun or a hidden arrow, even if she gets into my dreams, she can't get cheap. Naturally, they gave up on me. ”

When I heard this, I couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that I finally fell into your hands." Could it be that this is fate? ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "Zhao Mang, this is fate. You don't want to learn Taoism from me, but fate will force you, so you have to do it. ”

My heart was already cold: "It's okay, it's okay." I'll just learn it. Poor study for so many years, and finally went up the mountain to become a Taoist priest. ”

I had just made up my mind when I suddenly heard Mr. Lu say, "If you don't want to learn, it doesn't matter after a while." Lu Laodao has never been strong. ”

I shook my head and said, "I have to learn if I don't want to." Saving your life matters. ”

Mr. Lu walked around the room and said, "Don't hide it, you're learning now, and it's a little late." When I was younger, she didn't know how to do sorcery, so I had a few years to prepare. By the time she had mastered her sorcery, she couldn't threaten me anymore. But you're different. You don't have time. If you want to fight against her, you can't do it without three or five years of hard work. ”

I sighed helplessly and said, "Thank you for telling me this bad news." Then I still don't learn. Then I asked a little strangely, "You used to always seize the opportunity to let me learn the Tao, why are you suddenly willing to give up the great opportunity and tell me this?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "Because I always feel that the time has not come, the twisted melon is not sweet. ”

I muttered, "The time has not come, the time has not come." Suddenly, I reacted violently and said, "You mean that I still have a chance to live?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "Why not? Do you think that when I walk the rivers and lakes, I only rely on pits and abductions? ”

I jumped out of bed and asked, "Tell me, how am I going to live?" ”

Mr. Lu slowly spit out two words from his mouth, and he said, "Please die." ”

When I heard these two words, I shuddered and then asked, "Please die?" What do you mean? ”

Mr. Lu said: "Except for Taoist priests, there is only one kind of people's yang shou that he can't steal. It's the dead. ”

I was a little disappointed and said, "You don't want me to kill myself, do you?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "It was not a suicide. Instead, let you ask the underworld for death. Take away your longevity. ”

I nervously said, "Isn't this still suicide?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled, turned to my mother and said, "Do you have a land temple here?" ”

My mom nodded, "Yes." ”

Mr. Lu asked again, "Is there a City God Temple?" ”

My mom nodded again: "Yes." ”

Mr. Lu said to me, "After a while, you will bring incense, candles, and paper money." Go to the front of the Land Temple and please die. This kind of self-extinguishing yang longevity, the land lord can't decide. It must be reported to the city god, and the city god must be reported to the underworld. This level of reporting is carried out. It takes seven days and seven nights to come and go. Let's just hit this time difference. Within seven days, the woman was settled. You go to the Land Temple again and withdraw the petition for death. In this case, it will be safe and sound. ”

I was dumbfounded, and said with some unconvincing: "You are doing this, why do I sound so hanging?" How do you know that from the Lord of the Land to the Lord of Hades, it will take seven days and seven nights to come and go? ”

Mr. Lu said: "This is recorded in the classics. During the Tang Dynasty, Liu Quanguo, a villager, was willing to die and became the messenger of Tang Taizong. Send melons and fruits to Cao Difu. The king of Hades is loyal and filial, and he is specially ordered to return to the yang. By the time he came back to life, it was seven days later. You say, isn't this back and forth exactly seven days? ”

I nodded and said, "Is there any such record?" Then I said to Mr. Lu, "I remember you seem to have said that you are not sure whether there is a zài in the underworld. Do you do this, does it work? ”

Mr. Lu said: "I am not suspicious of the existence of the underworld. I just wonder if Hades is what the world describes. Relax, this method has been passed down by my master. I'm very confident, I'm here, keep you safe. ”

I hurriedly waved my hand and said, "Don't pack a ticket with me, I'm scared as soon as you say this." ”

Mr. Lu looked at the time. It was past ten o'clock in the evening. He said to my mother, "Is there any yellow paper?" Bring me one, I'm going to write a death request form to the Lord of the Land. ”

My mom said in a loud voice, "I'm going to buy it now." ”

Mr. Lu said: "I also bought more paper money and incense candles. ”

After a while, my mom returned. Mr. Lu spread out the yellow paper and began to write the so-called death form with a brush.

I saw him writing and chanting at the same time, and it was all about the same thing. His expression was very proud, and he probably felt that he was only eight buckets taller. I felt like I was reading a eulogy to me. I can't help but feel creepy. Island Estimation Yard Garbage.

I sat on the chair, bored, took out my mobile phone, and asked, "Mr. Lu, what is the name of the person you just mentioned?" He who goes to Hades to be messengers. ”

Mr. Lu stopped his pen and said, "Liu Quanguo." ”

I nodded, and then casually glanced at the name. Sure enough, there is such a paragraph.

I read it roughly, and it was exactly what Mr. Lu said. I thought to myself, "Since it's written like this in the classics, I guess there is a score." ”

I was about to put my phone away. Suddenly, I glanced at the source of this passage: "Journey to the West", author, Wu Chengen of the Ming Dynasty.

My heart went cold. I coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Lu." ”

Mr. Lu looked back impatiently and said, "I'm writing an article." I'm a writer with a lot of thoughts, and I pay attention to it in one go, what's the matter with you always bothering me? ”

I shook my phone and asked nervously, "Mr. Lu, the story you just told me." Is it from Journey to the West? ”

When Mr. Lu heard me ask, he immediately changed into a hippie smile: "Is there this story in Journey to the West?" Hehe, it seems that Wu Chengen also likes to read ancient books. ”

I stood up and asked nervously, "Old Dao, this is not a joke, you honestly, what is going on?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and comforted me: "Zhao Mang, don't worry. Journey to the West was not written by Wu Chengen alone, it was he who integrated many folklore......"

Before he could speak, I held up my phone and threw it on his head: "Did you fool me after reading a novel?" My life is in your hands. ”

Mr. Lu was chased all over the house by me, and in the end, it was my parents who came forward and finally stopped me.

Mr. Lu was out of breath, waved his hand at me, and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. I'm not done yet. ”

I glared and asked, "What else are you going to say?" ”

Mr. Lu took a breath and said, "This story is from Journey to the West, yes. However, someone has verified that it is indeed seven days and seven nights, and the score is exactly the same, you can rest assured. ”

When I heard him say that, I felt a little more at ease. However, he still asked with some caution: "Who verified it?" ”

Mr. Lu's expression suddenly had a hint of sadness, and he said, "My master." Verified by my master. I was watching from the sidelines. ”