Section 1, Chapter 6 (2)

At this time, Lao Dao walked into the house, put the cloth bag on his body and the bamboo tube in his hand on the table, and then looked at the tiger lying on the bed, and sighed softly.

Turning around, he placed the bowl full of half-ripe rice in the center of the Eight Immortals table with a serious face, and then lit three incense sticks and a pair of candles, which were gently inserted in the center of the bowl. Then he grabbed the rooster with his legs tied under the table tightly in his hand, took out a sharp knife from the cloth bag and stabbed it on the cockscomb, "Oh~~~" The rooster in his hand felt the pain coming from his head, screamed, and kept struggling. Lao Dao grabbed it tighter, and lifted it to the table, letting the blood continue to drip into the bamboo tube. Mix in the early morning collection and then bask in the sun for a day of dew.

He put the rooster on the ground aside with his fingers covered with chicken blood, and began to write and draw on the table with his fingers full of chicken blood, only to see an ancient and mysterious rune drawn like a cloud with the old Taoist priest's finger pressed on the table. The old Taoist priest took the bamboo tube in his hand and shook it a few times, and placed it in the center of the rune on the table, facing the bowl with incense candles on the table. Then serve three glasses of wine soaked in willow leaves.

"Heaven and earth, three clear returns, one evil retreats, two hundred immortals come, listen to my order, three heaven and earth righteousness gather. Assemble! Assemble! Assemble! I saw the old Taoist priest stepping on Yu steps, bringing gusts of wind fluttering like a fairy, and shouting loudly with a series of handprints. The hands in the air flashed with a burst of afterimages with the different changes of the handprints, and quickly hit the bamboo tube placed on the table. As soon as the old road stopped, it seemed to be centered on the bamboo tube, and the warm wind around it rushed to the bamboo tube and merged into it. At this time, Lao Dao had already collapsed, full of rain slurry, supporting the Eight Immortals Table with his hands and gritting his teeth to make himself stand firm, panting one after another.

After a little rest, I felt that I had recovered a little, and quickly took out a sharp tiger tooth from the cloth bag, took off the hairpin on my head, meticulously, and began to quickly depict it on the tiger tooth with full concentration. After a while, tadpole-like runes appeared on the tiger's teeth, and Lao Dao put his index finger into his mouth and bit it hard, biting his index finger and wiping it off the tiger's teeth.

He put down the tiger tooth in his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate and recover.

As the minutes ticked by, the night fell, and the barking of dogs came from the village at night......

At this time, the two old men standing outside the house and snuggling together were anxiously looking at the door that was still closed. "Good grandson, you can't have anything, please ask the Bodhisattva to bless my poor grandson, even if I let my old bones live two years less, no, no, no, I am willing to live ten years less, as long as my grandson can wake up, I will eat fasting and chanting Buddha every day in the future......" The grandmother outside the door put her hands together on her chest, and kept praying for her grandson in her heart, standing in the dark night, looking particularly lonely and desolate......

Slowly, Lao Dao almost recovered, and slowly stood up. Twist a small handful of ash-stained rice from the bowl and sprinkle it into the bamboo tube, then carefully pick up the bamboo tube on the table and walk to the bedside. He put the bamboo tube at the head of the bed, then took out a red thread from his arms and tied it tightly to Huzi's wrist.

After doing all this, Lao Dao once again held the bamboo tube at the head of the bed in his hand and sat on the edge of the bed. Holding the bamboo tube in one hand, he raised the tiger's head slightly in the crook of his arm with the other. The Juyang spiritual water mixed with chicken blood in his hand slowly fed Huzi and drank it.

At this time, Huzi's brows suddenly furrowed tightly, and his whole body became red. His head kept swinging, and his hands were clenched tightly. "Uh~ah! ~~~~~~~" Rolling sweat continued to flow from his forehead. Lao Dao immediately bit the index finger of his right hand again and pressed it on the center of Huzi's eyebrows, and pinched it with his left hand: "Taishang Xingxing, strain without stopping, drive away evil spirits, protect life, wisdom and purity, peace of mind, three souls are permanent, and there is no loss." Hurry!" A palm of his left hand slapped on Huzi's forehead. "Ahh ~~~~" The tiger lying on the bed became more and more painful, constantly struggling.

Hearing the painful cries in the room, the two old men in the courtyard became more and more restless. Thinking about what the old Taoist priest said before entering the house, I don't know how many times I silently shed tears. They restrained themselves with difficulty and pain, not allowing themselves to rush into the house, for fear that they would disturb the old Taoist priest's practice.

Looking at the tiger who was lying on the bed and constantly struggling, the old Taoist priest ripped off his clothes and exposed his chest. With his right hand, he kept writing and drawing on his chest, and as soon as Lao Dao withdrew his hand, a bright red rune carved with blood occupied Huzi's entire chest. "There are many sentient beings who have been wronged, and the grievances are deep and difficult to solve, the first life has formed a grievance, and the third generation has never stopped. Lao Dao jumped up, stood in front of the bed facing Huzi, pinched the handprint with his left hand, pinched the finger of the sword with his right hand, pointed at Huzi, and shouted: "Evil animal, don't show up quickly." I saw a bright red bead as blood, with the sword finger of his right hand lifting up with difficulty, detached from Huzi's body. At this moment, the red bead emitted a blood-like red light, illuminating the whole room red. The sweaty old man heard a burst of crying in his ears, as if he was in hell.

"Hahahahahaha~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ha ~~~~~~~~~~~~~Woowoo~~~~~~~~~ I'm not reconciled~~~~~~~~~~ I'm not reconciled~~~~~~~~~~ woo ~~~~~~~~ hahaha~~~~~~~~~~hahahahahaha

"What a wicked animal, as expected by the poor Dao, he has already cultivated a ghost relic. See how Poor Dao cleans you up today! As he spoke, a series of somersaults flipped backwards. Turning over to the table, he turned out the copper coin sword and a very old bronze mirror in the cloth bag and placed them on the table. Lao Dao's right hand sword finger quickly carved a bright red rune on the bronze mirror, and read aloud, "Heaven and earth, the three clears return to their positions, the Xuanmen magic mirror, punish the evil and destroy the demon." Disease! Disease! Disease! A yellow light flashed, only to see the bright red runes integrated into the bronze mirror, the bronze mirror on the table emitted a dazzling light, began to become hot, the old Tao held it in his hand, and looked up to the sky to shine "In the vast capital, heavy King Kong Mountain, Lingbao immeasurable light, Dongzhao Yanchi annoyance, nine sin souls, with the fragrance of Yunyi, Dinghui Blue Lotus, the god of eternal peace!" Break it for me! A golden gossip pattern spread out in all directions, and the surrounding pictures distorted with the red light, "Ah~!" ~~~~~~~" In the screams, everything returned to its original state.

At this time, in the room, the wind was blowing, and a wound covered in blood and a finger wide wound on his face kept bubbling out, and blood stared at blood-red eyes, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Lao Dao secretly screamed that it was not good! "Bang!" It flew backwards with a thud and hit the wall, and the bronze mirror rolled off.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough ~~~~~~~" blood continued to slide out of the corners of his mouth with the old cough. , Lao Dao hurriedly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, ran to the table, and held the copper coin sword tightly, "Heaven and earth are infinite, Taishang borrows the law, the left looks at the yin, the right looks at the yang, the yin and yang are combined, and the eyes of the sky are open!" He opened his eyes violently and saw the ghost relics flying in the air not far away, and the copper coin sword was thrown violently, "Bang!" "Hit the ghost relic and bring up a spark.

With his left hand, he quickly took out a talisman drawn on a silk trimmed with gold thread from his bosom and waved it at the ghost relic in front of him. "The banner hangs the treasure number, Puli is boundless, the gods protect it, the sins of heaven are eliminated, the flags fall, the clouds return to the sky, each obeys the law, cannot be delayed, and is as anxious as the Jade Emperor God's law!" With a void palm in his left hand, he slapped the cloth talisman floating towards the ghost relic. I saw that the cloth talisman tightly wrapped the ghost relics suspended in the air and fell to the ground. Lao Dao exhaled and sat down on the ground. looked at the ghost relics that fell to the ground, and then looked at the tiger who was lying quietly on the bed at the moment, and stood up by the bed.

Slowly, Lao Dao walked to the ghost relic on the ground, bent down to pick it up, and held it in his hand. Lao Dao was looking down at the ghost relics in his hand, but at this moment, something unexpected happened. The ghost relics that had been wrapped in the cloth talisman and had not moved suddenly "buzz~~~" spun and flew up, and the unprepared old Taoist expected that there would be such a thing, seeing that the flying ghost relics were about to hit his face, he reflexively leaned back, "Knock! He fell to the ground with a thud.

"Suffer!" The old Taoist who didn't have time to get up drank in his heart.