Eleven

Looking at my grandfather, who had been sleeping, everyone was very strange. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info so many things happened in one night, and this kid was not affected at all. Lao Zhang remembered what the ghost wife had just said, there was a kind of qi in this child, which attracted many ghosts. So let Xicheng open his eyes and see what was going on with this child.

Xicheng opened his eyes and couldn't help but exclaim. Everyone hurriedly asked what was wrong? Xicheng said that the child's body is full of yang energy that leaks out, and this yang energy is not ordinary yang energy, thick and soft, like the mist of Yellow Mountain, layer upon layer. Not only that, but the qi in the dantian is faintly red, like fire but not as fierce as fire, a bit like a night pearl, not strong but long-lasting release of brilliance and halo. Hearing Xicheng say this, Lao Zhang was so shocked that he didn't speak for a long time. The other people didn't seem to understand, but they just looked at the child who was still sleeping sweetly, and didn't know what was going on. Xicheng couldn't help but sigh: No wonder the master asked us to find this child! The true qi in his body is now more abundant than that of his master, but he can't use it, if he is guided, over time, it will become a great weapon!

Ah Yuan's mind was more flexible, and he suddenly remembered something: "Uncle Shi, do you remember that when he was in the stone house, he ate a kind of red fruit that grew under the sarcophagus, I remember seeing such a record in a book of my ancestor: The coffin of a thousand years, self-cultivation into a spirit, if there are plants and trees within ten meters around, they are all made of the aura of the coffin. If the cultivator obtains, his skills will be doubled, and the avenue can be expected. "Could it be that the fruit this kid eats is something like this?"

Ah Yuan's words reminded Lao Zhang: Yes, yes, there is indeed such a record in the book left by the master, it seems that this child has a strange encounter, Huigen was born early, and he will become a great tool in the future if he is trained well!

After tossing all night, everyone was tired, so they quickly lay down and squinted for a while before dawn. The next morning they left the place, and after a long walk, the shopkeeper was still standing in front of the shop, waving goodbye to them.

Although this trip to the Northeast has experienced countless dangers, it has also gained a lot. not only found the heir of the master's heart, but also helped Lao Liang and the innkeeper's family. This is a gesture for cultivators like them, but it is a great benefit for these ordinary people, and many years later, when they were intolerable to the national conditions at that time and had nowhere to stay, the people who had been helped by them in turn provided them with the selfless help they needed, so that they could survive that dark period of history.

Although the journey was very hard, I finally didn't encounter any dangers and strange things. Bidding farewell to their friends in the provincial capital, the five masters and apprentices embarked on a journey home. A month later, I finally returned to my hometown: a very remote town in Xiangxi.

The house was left by Master Zhang.

The wooden structure of the stilted building built by the mountain is very characteristic of Xiangxi. The surrounding scenery is beautiful and the products are rich, and my grandfather likes it very much. Along the way, he has developed a strong feeling of dependence on Lao Zhang's master and apprentice. For as long as he can remember, he has followed his father everywhere, not to mention toys, and he rarely encounters playmates of the same age, often when he just met a few children before he could get acquainted, his father took him away again, and his childhood was so lonely. Both the spiritual and material life are so barren. Suddenly met such a group of people who cared for him in every way, how could he not regard them as his dearest people in his young heart.

From that day on, Grandpa began his monastic career. At the beginning, I followed the two senior brothers to learn some Taoist basics and breathing and breathing methods. Later, he followed his master and uncle to learn various spells, formations, charms, etc. No more wandering, no more bullying. Every day before dawn, I was slapped by the master, and then I started the day's study. In the evening, I finished the day's homework and exchanged ideas with the two brothers, or went to the street together. Life was easy and stressful. Three meals a day are not sumptuous but nutritionally balanced, and the clothes of the four seasons are not gorgeous but soft and warm. For a child, this is the happiest life.

Time flies, under the careful care and training of the master and uncle, a few years later, the grandfather has grown into a handsome and handsome man who has a well-proportioned body and a delicate face, and will be looked at by the girls a few more times everywhere.

In the past few years, the master has taught all his life's learning to this talented apprentice, and the grandfather also respects the master as a father, not only studying hard, but also obeying the master, very filial. The people around him praised Lao Zhang for accepting a good apprentice.

From time to time, the master and uncle will take on some strange things and make money for living expenses. So my grandfather has been following them to hunt ghosts since he was a child, and he has seen a lot of the world. Ghosts and gods are no different from normal people for grandpa, although they don't provoke, but there is nothing to be afraid of. Immortals are above, people are in the middle, and ghosts are below. Each has its own space, and occasionally encounters it, as long as you don't interfere with each other, it's nothing, and you don't need to be afraid. So over the years, I have seen countless big ghosts and little ghosts, not to mention the two senior brothers, even my grandfather is used to it, and there is no fresh feeling. It's just a master's job, and he follows to see the excitement.

I've seen a lot of excitement, it's basically the same, and I forgot about it when it's over. Only a corpse mutiny that my grandfather experienced when he was thirteen or fourteen years old was deeply engraved in my grandfather's memory, and he often told me about it until his old age.

The winter in Xiangxi was very cold, and the winter of that year was surprisingly cold. If you can hide at home and bake the fire, no one wants to go out and suffer the cold. Therefore, there are almost no people on the street, and even those who have to go out are in a hurry. Won't stay out long.

One day it was late, and the master sat in front of the brazier to roast the fire and drink tea. Grandpa ate two more bowls of rice because the fried bacon at night was too fragrant, and rolled beside the brazier with his round belly, completely ignoring the mocking eyes of his senior brother. It's pretty much their bedtime repertoire. Everyone sat around and listened to the master or uncle talk about the various strange experiences that he had experienced when he was young. , the master is very eloquent, and he is more enjoyable to speak in a tone than to listen to the story.

Just when the grandfather was holding his stomach, digesting the old bacon in his stomach while listening to the master talk about the mountain spirit tree monster talking about the wonderful points, the door was slammed open, and a person broke in with a cold air, and knelt down as soon as he entered the door, shouting incoherently Uncle Zhang for help, Uncle Zhang for help!

Everyone was taken aback. Ah Bin and Ah Yuan hurriedly jumped up and helped the visitor up, it turned out to be the son of a butcher in a nearby town, about twenty years old, everyone called him Ping Lingzi, and he usually knew him, but he was not very familiar.

Grandpa didn't roll anymore, got up and gave Ping Yanzi a bowl of tea, Xicheng patted Ping Yanzi on the back, let him calm down, and said slowly.

Ping Yanzi's face was full of fear, staring straight at Lao Zhang, ignoring the tea bowl handed over by his grandfather, feeling that his mind had been completely occupied by fear.

Don't panic, don't panic, say something slowly, Uncle Zhang is here, don't be afraid.

Lao Zhang's peaceful tone made Ping Yanzi slowly calm down, but the fear in his eyes did not decrease, he grabbed the master's clothes, and said repeatedly: "Uncle Zhang, go and save my father, my father is going to die!" ”

Lao Zhang understood that something was wrong, and he instructed his grandfather to get him a bag containing magic utensils and some necessary supplies, and at the same time getting dressed. Prepare to go to his house with the peace boy and see what is going on

。 Ping Yanzi shook his head, still fearful, and said: "Uncle Zhang, you can't do it yourself, there are a lot of them, many, many of them." ”

When Lao Zhang hesitated, Xicheng and the two apprentices had already put on their clothes, and the grandfather also jumped up and wanted to go with the master, but the master refused, saying that it was too cold outside and the lights were blind, so let him watch the house at home. Grandpa returned to the brazier stupidly, intending to continue rolling, but unexpectedly the master changed his mind, saying that he felt that this time it was not a small matter, so let him go with him to experience the experience. Grandpa was happy, put on his coat and followed the master out.