Who died this time? It was my eldest cousin, who had been making trouble at my door the day before, and went back that night and drank with the gangsters at home, and I heard that he drank until the middle of the night. Maybe it was stimulated enough during the day, and a group of people showed signs of drinking too much at night.

My eldest cousin died on this stone ridge, and when he got up at night, he drank too much wine, and his feet were mixed with the stone ridge, and the man lay forward and fell on an iron rake impartially.

Farm tools were very precious in the past, they were all left at home, and there would be a row of hoes and shovels behind the gate, this iron rake is also called "three teeth", which is similar to the nail rake of Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West, with three sharp serrations made of pure steel, which is used to turn over the land. My eldest cousin's throat was pierced by this iron rake, and it was not until the morning that the blood was drained and the family found out.

Relatives are still relatives after all, at least there are no grievances between the previous generations, my father naturally wants to go to see it, and he can't care about the fact that he hurried out on the first day of the first lunar month.

When I met Cha Wenbin, I didn't expect that he would come to pay my New Year's greetings, I didn't even know when he came back, and when I saw him again, he was more mature than before, and there was even a trace of vicissitudes in his eyes. His dress was extremely inconsistent with our single-button suits at the time, a gray robe, cloth shoes, long hair, and a bun, which at first glance looked like the ancient people on TV.

In the hall, none of the three people spoke first, and I think everyone will have a bunch of questions, where have they been all these years? How's it going? When did you come back? What are you going to do?

I never knew it would be so difficult to face a person, he carried two sugar packets wrapped in straw paper, and the white sugar was wrapped in that thing, and the New Year's greetings were used in that one. I took the lead in breaking the situation of drinking tea in a muffled voice: "Brother Wen Bin, isn't it outside to come to me to take a sugar packet?" ”

Cha Wenbin smiled and said, "A little special product for your parents." ”

The fat man squirted out a sip of tea: "White sugar is still a specialty?" ”

"It's not sugar." Cha Wenbin slowly untied the rope that was tied up with five flowers, and I saw that there was something black inside, and he picked up one that I realized that I had seen on many wall calendars.

"Ganoderma lucidum?" No matter how I have been out for so many years, I still have insight, the price of this thing has exceeded the scope of Cha Wenbin's affordability in the past, whether it was in the past or now, Ganoderma lucidum is an expensive commodity such as fairy grass, and the color of these Ganoderma lucidum he took out is dark red and shiny, and the fungus umbrella is thick and even, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

He didn't explain much, just said: "Wild, just make tea and drink it." ”

The fat man's eyes were about to fall out: "Cha Ye, your shot is not a local specialty, I haven't seen my feelings for a few years!" ”

Cha Wenbin still just smiled: "Mountain goods, pick some herbs to make a living." ”

"What do you mean?" I listened to what he said, and then I saw that there were still a few patches on his clothes, this is the first month, why is he Cha Wenbin still wearing such clothes?

"It's nothing, I should go." He got up and was about to leave, but I pulled him and said, "Is there something wrong, why don't you have a good drink after not seeing you for a few years!" Aren't you just slapping me in the face? ”

"It's not time yet, there are still people waiting for me, this trip back is just to put incense on the master, and I can't stay for a long time."

"What long stay? Do you still need someone else's approval from me? ”

Cha Wenbin paused and said: "It's okay, there is still half a year, farewell!" With that, he made a gesture to me and turned away, and the fat man and I were stunned and chased after him.

If you want to say that the pace of me and the fat man is not slow, the difference between this and the back is only a blink of an eye, then Cha Wenbin has already walked to the head of my bridge, there is a black car on the bridge is puffing and exhausting, before I can catch up with the fat man, the guy kicked the accelerator and ran out of the distance.

This ...... "It's really hard for me to believe, and it's hard for fat people to believe."

The fat man and I are both mixed in the south, and in that place full of money, this kind of car is rare. At that time, the Cantonese people called it "Ping Zhi", which is now what we call Mercedes-Benz, and at that time we could hardly see it in the mainland, and in that era, it was not something you could buy with money.

Thinking of Cha Wenbin's patched old clothes just now, as well as his words about herbal medicine, it is really difficult for me to connect these things, looking at the taillights in the distance, I know that maybe he is really not from the same world as us.

Some people are destined to perish, while some people are destined to be reborn, and only after Nirvana can they become dragons and phoenixes, and the same is true for Cha Wenbin.

I am Cha Wenbin, a native of northwest Zhejiang, I have no parents, I am an orphan, and it was my master who adopted me. My master was a Taoist priest, so I also became a little Taoist priest, we have no Taoist temple, no regulations, we can eat meat, we can drink alcohol, and we can even get married. When I was seven years old, my textbooks were changed to thick traditional Chinese texts, and I had to recite the unintelligible texts a hundred times a day.

I am the successor, the last generation of the head of the Tianzheng Dao, I am the only one in this small sect, I can't change this era, but this era has changed me.

A few years ago, I was taken away by a group of people in my hometown of educated youth, and I couldn't refuse their offer: to release my three friends, I only need to follow them for three years, and I know that they have the ability to kill my friends at any time, because I saw that person.

My master used to tell me on his deathbed that if I saw that person, I had to pretend that I didn't know anything, and he told me that that person would be a nightmare, and that as long as I didn't open it, the nightmare wouldn't start. The man wore a pair of black sunglasses all day long, but there was a corpse smell on his body, no, it was death, the smell of death.

They found a disc, bronze, in the room where someone had hanged themselves, and the room had chosen the wrong foundation. Unfortunately, it was built on top of the tomb, and the entrance to the tomb was directly below, and this house was a fierce place, and anyone who entered it would not end well, because in feng shui, this room happened to be a "burial pit".

If you want to open the burial pit, you must have a priest, ** is naturally the best choice, they chose Yuan Xiaobai, the girl who is like a lamb to be slaughtered at the moment is curled up in the corner of the wall and shivering. I saw that her eyes were dilated, her body was sluggish, and she looked like she had been tricked, and what they needed was an obedient sacrifice.

The so-called boss was always in the dark, and he deliberately hid himself there, and I couldn't see his face clearly. He said that as long as I was willing to go with him, then he could spare her life. I, I have no choice!

The ritual was about to begin, and it was the first time I had ever seen anything like it, a group of women old enough to do me *** with long feathers on their heads, their faces covered in thick paint: black, red, white......

The old women were barefoot, dancing around Yuan Xiaobai with a magic weapon made of bones in their hands, and a man with a mask on his face sat on the ground with a scoop-shaped bone instrument in his hand and chanted words. His body began to tremble, and I could feel that his soul had left his body, that he was left with only a shell, that I could not understand his language at all, that the bytes were very close to some of the spells my master had taught me, but not in the same beat, and that the masked man kept stuffing things into his mouth, pieces of black stuff, and kept spitting out the residue of white foam.

The fall of those debris was in order, and soon I found that these fallen debris actually concealed the number of Qimen Dunjia, and the black sunglasses had already taken the first step to tell this heavenly opportunity, and he said to the person in the dark with a strange smile: "Found it!" ”

Soon, they cut Yuan Xiaobai's veins, one bowl, two bowls, and they didn't stop her until the third bowl was already full of blood.

The black sunglasses dipped a brush in human blood and drew a huge corpse talisman on the ground, but he was different from the one he painted, he drew it upside down, and he drew a door half a meter wide at the head of the talisman. Then the man wearing the mask jumped into the door with Yuan Xiaobai on his back, and fell to the ground with a strange scream, and then he kept foaming on the ground, twitching on the ground one by one.

"Shaman!" He's a shaman! I am very sure that this almost lost form of witchcraft has once again appeared before my eyes, and it is different from any other religion, it is a unique genre that has no written records. True shamans are only passed on by word of mouth, and the shamans of the previous generation will identify the next generation of shamans before they die, and then transfer their abilities to the next generation of shamans after they go west, similar to the reincarnation of a living Buddha in Tibet.

I stared at Yuan Xiaobai, I could still feel her breathing, her rhythm was still even, her eyes were open, fortunately, she was still alive.

This door is the door that opens the burial chamber, the shaman just now is a priest, he has offered a perfect sacrifice to the master here, but the corpse talisman?

Do they want to bring out the Lord below? As I was pondering, there was a sudden "bang" outside the sound of tiles falling to the ground, and I looked up to see that several tiles in the middle of the roof had been overturned, and a bright light shot straight into the house through the hole, which happened to hit the bloody door frame.

I saw that after the man wearing sunglasses shook a spirit flag from side to side twice, four or five big men rushed over in an instant. Yuan Xiaobai and the wizard were carried out, and the big men began to wave the shovels and hoes in their hands, and when they hit about two meters down, someone shouted, "Found it!" ”

Then, I saw a bronze coffin tied with chains and hung up with a human gourd hook, the coffin was covered with patina, and the whole body was carved with the pattern of the floating cloud fairy beast.

"It's burning!" The man in the darkness I heard say this......

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Please note in this chapter, the vision is starting to change, maybe you think there will be a jump, but don't worry, okay?