Ma Danlong nodded: "Since then, I have the ability to enter the yin. But to master this skill, it is because I later visited a teacher in Southeast Asia. He was a little distracted, rubbed his forehead, and said, "Don't inquire." Eleven o'clock, right? I'm going to do it. The two of you unfold the drawing. He pointed to Li Yang and the copper lock.

The two of them unfolded the scroll as instructed. The vast landscape map of the smoke and waves is completely displayed in front of everyone.

Strange to say, as soon as the painting was opened, there seemed to be a gust of wind in the room, and the four white lanterns hanging on the door swayed back and forth, and the lights flickered inexplicably.

Ma Danlong walked around twice, his brows furrowed, as if he had noticed that something was wrong. My heart thumped, but there was no such thing as a moth.

He suddenly looked at Qin Dan: "Girl, can you report a word?" ”

Qin Dan said: "I'm sorry, I can't." ”

Ma Danlong didn't get angry, just kept looking at her. Qin Dan said: "The eight characters are related to a person's fortune, I won't casually reveal it to people I don't trust, I'm sorry." ”

Ma Danlong nodded: "I'll just ask a question, I hope you answer honestly, are you a child?" ”

Qin Dan's expression was gloomy: "Yes." ”

Ma Danlong said: "No wonder. Excuse me, girl, please get out of this room and stand in the hallway outside. ”

The copper lock was anxious: "Master Ma, didn't you say that there are lonely ghosts outside, she is a girl......"

Ma Danlong waved his hand: "Don't look at this painting is the most evil, but it is also a very powerful thing to ward off evil spirits and drive away ghosts, it can absorb and lock the souls of the dead, and the dirty things also have aura, and they will never come close." As soon as this painting is opened, there is absolutely no invasion of evil within a radius of ten meters. The girl was standing in the doorway, and nothing would go wrong. ”

Qin Dan bit his lower lip, turned around and left.

Li Yang said in a low voice: "Master Ma, why do you have to drive her out of Lu?" ”

Ma Danlong sighed: "This girl's yin qi is too heavy, and the sky is a lonely star." She and Lin Xia are just two extremes, Lin Xia has suffered from others, and she is the person close to her. This girl and this painting are both extremely yin existences, same-sex rejection, afraid of unpredictable accidents at that time. ”

I peeked at Qin Dan's figure in the corridor, and secretly gasped, could it be that her fiancé died unexpectedly, was she the one who killed her? This idea is really cruel, and it can be said to be the biggest curse of a girl, that is, what the common people call the "broom star". I can't help but think of the goddess Wang Xue, she also said that she is an unknown person, and whoever touches her is unlucky. Why do beautiful girls suffer from this disease, is it really a shameful life?

Ma Danlong patted me: "When I do the Fa for a while, you have to look at yourself in the mirror, eliminate distracting thoughts, and contemplate it." ”

"What is visualization?" I asked.

Ma Danlong said: "You just don't need to look at it, but understand it with your heart." Engrave yourself in the mirror in your mind. ”

I was so confused that I didn't dare to ask any more.

Ma Danlong took a deep breath and began to circle around the candle array. He whispered a song as he walked. The lyrics of this song are unclear, and the melody is undulating and crooked, much like the dialect of Fujian and Guangzhou. As he sang, he shook the soul bell.

Crisp bells accompanied by quirky singing wafted through the dark room.

I stared at myself in the mirror without blinking, fading into a blur. I don't know why, I suddenly felt that I was very strange in the mirror, like a stranger sitting face to face.

This reminds me of the scene when Master Xie led Li Damin to his upper body. Although it was still my body, my soul was changed to another person, and this feeling was extremely creepy, and those who did not experience it could not understand it.

In the mirror, I was completely a black shadow, he sat cross-legged, emanating an eerie energy around him, I didn't dare to look anymore, I closed my eyes.

Even so, the person in the mirror is still engraved in my mind, lingering.

The ringing of the bell is near and far in the ears, ethereal and misty. In a trance, I felt as if I was walking at night in a dark mountain forest. When I looked back, I saw the huge ancient tree in the backyard of the Yin-Yang view in the painting.

I knew I was in the painting.

The current location is on the way up the mountain from the backyard of the Taoist temple, and I vaguely remember the direction of this mountain path, which winds and slender, clings to the top of the cliff, and disappears into the white mist of the mountain at the end. There is a very interesting question here, when you look at the painting outside, you can still see the time on the painting in detail, it should be daytime, because the scenery is clearly visible. And here and now, I was in the dark of the night, looking up, surrounded by mountains and forests that lurked in the darkness like monsters, and when the night wind rose, I could hear a few terrible crows chirping in the distance.

Looking back and forth, I was faced with a dilemma. Do you follow this trail up the mountain, or do you go back to the Taoist temple? It's so dark here, I tiptoe to see, the Taoist temple is also black, there is no light, and there are no people to think of it. Suddenly, I had a strange thought, is Brother Peng still painting in the Taoist temple? The more I think about this question, the more puzzling it becomes, and the soul entering the painting is a very complicated process, and Ma Danlong and Master Xie are swinging the enchantment and rattle, which allowed Li Damin and me to enter the painting. So how did Brother Peng get into the painting?

At this time, I was alone, and the more I thought about it, the more creepy I became, and I couldn't help but touch my shoulders and start walking down the mountain along the road.

I have a hunch that the place where I painted fell on this mountain path, maybe there was providence. Anyway, just go according to the will of God.

I desperately remembered what the mountain was like when I looked at the painting. It is very high, the Taoist temple is only in the middle of its mountainside, the mountain is high, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the forest is forested, the majesty is majestic, and there is quite a fairy air out of the dust.

At that time, a few of us were still speculating whether Li Damin would have followed the mountain road into the mountain by leaving the number of the backyard foot door, or maybe he would practice in the mountain.

The trail was long and steep, and I walked long hours in the middle of the night, but I didn't feel tired. The mountain breeze was very cool, very comfortable, and it made me feel like I was back in my childhood.

Unconsciously into a dense forest, there are many trees here, the biggest feature is that these trees are very straight and high, each one is about ten meters, the trunk is leafless, and the dense leaves are concentrated in the canopy, like a big umbrella with a long handle. These "umbrellas" are connected with each other, one after another, covering the sky and the sun, looking at the vicissitudes of life, I don't know how many years they have grown.

Black smoke billowed from the trees, and the fog was steaming, like a ghost movie.

Before I knew it, I was already in it, and if I wanted to turn back, I couldn't muster up the courage to move forward. As I walked, I came to a cliff where a huge cave appeared.

I have a feeling that there must be something hidden in the cave, and maybe Li Damin can't say for sure if he is inside.

I touched my body, and the flashlight didn't know where to go, and after touching it for a long time, I only found a lighter. After polishing, a small flame was lit, and in front of the dark hole, it was not even the light of fireflies.

I walked around around twice around the outside with my shoulders crossed, and the hole was so dark and deep, it was fucking scary. Originally, I didn't want to go in, but considering Li Damin, I didn't want to give up any clues. Grit your teeth, just die.

I held a lighter, groped for the walls of the cave, and walked slowly. The cave was very tall and large, and by the faint light of the fire, I could vaguely see what seemed to be painted on the walls of the cave.

It was an ancient painting. The painting depicts white clouds like the sea, rolling layer by layer, a man wearing ancient Hanfu and a long beard, riding on a white crane, passing through the clouds. The huge palace in the distance, looming in the sea of clouds, is agile and ethereal, and the whole fairy world is ethereal.

The frescoes are particularly large and occupy an entire cave wall. Each character is raw, colorful, lifelike, and in the firelight, exactly like a fucking real person.

It's okay not to look at this mural, but when I see it, I'm stupid, staring at the long-bearded man dumbfounded. That man was none other than Li Damin. On the mural, he was full of enlightened smiles, slightly tilted his head, looking at the distant palace, fluttering like a fairy, and really a bit of a fairy.

, what's going on? He painted this mural? This kid doesn't talk about painting, he writes like a dog, he doesn't have any art cells at all, when did he have this ability?

The mural stretched to the deepest part of the cave, and I held a lighter, and as I walked, my body trembled uncontrollably, and my whole body was about to collapse.

Sort out your thoughts, the painting on the wall of this cave should be a flashback, the scene near the entrance of the cave to become an immortal is the last one, and the painting in the direction of the depth of the cave tells the story before becoming an immortal. Do you know what I saw, I saw Li Damin being tortured in hell!

There was a tongue pulling punishment, Li Damin knelt on the ground, his head resting flat on the stone, sticking out his tongue, and the two little ghosts dragged out with a vice. There was a pool of blood flowing from under Li Damin's mouth, his facial features were distorted in pain, and his expression was vivid. The worst thing is that the mural is in a realistic style, and it is pasted on the wall of the cave like a big photo, and I almost vomit when I see it.

There is also cannon burning, Li Damin is naked and tied to a red copper pillar, a few little ghosts are burning charcoal fire below, and they are also fanning fiercely, the flames are messy, Li Damin is roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, I seem to be able to smell the smell of meat roasted.

Later, the criminal law was even more unheard of, unseen, I simply extinguished the lighter, out of sight is clean, touched the cave wall, and staggered forward.

I seem to understand the meaning of these murals, after all kinds of inhuman torture in hell, Li Damin turned into an immortal after the last time, and rode the white crane straight into the fairy world.

Do you have to go through the process of purgatory and autopsy to become an immortal? What else does such an immortal mean? Li Damin, including the previous Luo Feng, is full of evil energy, rather than being so immortal, it is better to live a good life.

My mind was in a mess, and I didn't know how far I had walked, when I came across a stone under my feet, and there was a "latching" sound, and suddenly a voice came out from the depths of the darkness: "Who?" ”

As soon as I heard this, my tears almost didn't rush out, damn, Li Damin!

I yelled: "Li Damin, you shit, I'm your grandfather Liu Yang, next door to Malaysia." "With that, I'll order a lighter.

Li Damin seemed to know my movements, and his voice was very anxious: "Don't go." ”

I was stunned, and then I was furious: "Fuck you, what are you haunting?" Do you know how hard I went into finding you, and I almost died several times. ”

Li Damin's voice: "Strange, did I let you find me?" ”

I was speechless for a while, Li Damin really didn't let people look for him, and he left messages several times, not letting anyone look for him.

I was angry and said, "You're my best friend, and the family is going crazy since you disappeared." Can I not look for you? ”

He quacked and laughed in the darkness: "This is the common disease of people." I didn't ask for the opinions of others, I guessed the hearts of others, and thought that everything I did was for the good of others. 'Everything I do is for your good!' This sentence is simply the most damning theory of human beings. On what basis do you say that everything you do is for me? I think you're just selfish. ”

I was speechless. No one has ever said that, but it sounds like that. Even so, he is too impersonal. I'm not happy, don't think about it. The more he wouldn't let me turn on the lighter, the more I turned it on.

I made a "bang", lit the lighter, and held it up to shine a light on it.

Li Damin's pale face was revealed in the darkness, and I could only see his face, he didn't have a body at all?! This thought scared me back two steps, he, he wouldn't have only one human head left, right?

Li Damin was stabbed by the sudden light, tilted his head, and narrowed his eyes. I'm even more sure that he only has a human head left. If a normal person is exposed to strong light, his first reaction should be to reach out and block it, and he behaves as if he has no hands at all.

He sighed and smiled helplessly: "Lao Liu, Lao Liu, you are still so virtuous." No growth at all. ”

I was furious: "Fuck you, you donkey fuck, come with me right now!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to step forward, but Li Damin shouted: "Don't! ”