It was already late at night, Wang Xiaohu pricked up his ears and listened to the deep sleep of Wu Ya on the wooden bed, and quietly got up to go to the big shaman to explore the bottom, the people in the village lived in a muddy way, hundreds of years like a day, all abnormal things were regarded as normal, but Wang Xiaohu was different, the village was full of weirdness, and if he didn't figure it out, he couldn't even sleep well.

Walking out of the small valley, looking at the quiet and unlit small village, Wang Xiaohu felt a little awkward, he had never sneaked into someone else's home like today, and his sneaky virtue was quite a bit of a gentleman, he smiled secretly, took a deep breath, and hid his body in the dark.

Wang Xiaohu soon came to the residence of the great shaman, he approached carefully, and vaguely heard a heavy snort coming from inside, the big shaman was sleeping, Wang Xiaohu did not recklessly break in, but went around the house, imagined various situations in his mind, found a way back, and then carefully pushed open the door and walked in gently.

As soon as Wang Xiaohu stepped into the threshold, there was a faint fragrance coming, he felt that something was wrong, stopped and observed carefully, the aroma came from the house, not the fragrance of flowers, nor the smell of musk, there was a trace of indescribable awkward taste in the aroma, like the smell of roasted coriander on a mutton skewer stall, he stood for a while, and found that the aroma did not affect anything, so he carefully entered the house.

The great shaman lay on the pit, his eyes closed, like a sleeping Buddha, his long hair drooped on his body, the whole person looked very old, compared to the daytime is almost twenty years old, and the white moonlight sprinkled in through the window. Reflected on the wrinkled face of the big sa, it is indescribably weird and gloomy, and there is a small incense burner at the head of the pit. There was only a very long and thick incense stick, which was burning, and sometimes bursting with a fiery red light.

Wang Xiaohu stood still, waited, and saw that there was nothing abnormal in the house, so he carefully went to find the place where the great shaman hid the books, the room was not very big. It's about the same size as the bedrooms of some wealthy people, but the decoration inside is very different, and the house is simple and shabby. Except for a colorful shamanic costume hanging on the north wall.

Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to mess with other things, only looking for things related to books, the house was simple, but the things were placed neatly. Wang Xiaohu take a look at this and that. Finally, I found a small wooden shelf in the corner, on which were placed several rolls of sheepskin, as well as books! He perked up and quietly walked over, the wooden frame was very small, placed diagonally in the corner of the wall, quite close to the sleeping great shaman, and at this time his back was facing Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu was not interested in those parchment rolls, he remembered that Leng Tianxiang had said that he had a thin life and death. It's all names, and they're all about strange things. There must be something different, although the books on the bookshelf are quite well preserved, but there is nothing peculiar, Wang Xiaohu took out a thin yellowed ancient book, and looked at it by the moonlight, it turned out to be a Taoist book, the golden Guan Yu lock of the Quanzhen Sect, Wang Xiaohu was very puzzled, a Mongolian shaman knew Chinese characters is already very remarkable, can he still understand Taoist books?

Wang Xiaohu held the luck in his heart, carefully pulled out the books on the small shelf, each of them is a Taoist book, and all of them are classics of Quanzhenjiao, Quanzhenjiao is the mainstream sect of Taoism, and is regarded as "Taishang Xuanmen Authentic Sect" by the world. The heir of the sect is Taishang Laojun's legacy, Bingdonghua Emperor Jun's teaching, Chengzhengyang Emperor Zhong Liquan and Chunyang Emperor Lu Dongbin's two ancestors preached, and the sect was founded in Chongyang Quanzhen Kaihua Fuji Emperor - Wang Chongyang. With the tenet of "three religions in one", "all essence, all energy, all spirit" and "self-suffering and benefiting others", it gradually embraced and merged Taiyi, Zhendao and Jindan Nanzong.

The Quanzhen Sect advocates the unity of the three religions, and takes the Tao Te Ching, the Prajna Heart Sutra, and the Filial Piety Sutra as the must-read classics for believers. The practice of the method is mainly based on the inner dan, and the outer dan talisman is also cultivated, advocating the dual cultivation of life, first cultivating sex, and then cultivating life. It is believed that cultivating the truth and cultivating nature is the only righteous way for Taoist priests to cultivate, to remove emotions and desires, to recognize the heart and see nature, and to make the heart quiet, in order to return to the truth and become an immortal. In terms of cultivation methods, the main inner pill cultivates, and concurrently cultivates talismans.

No wonder the people in the village will use the soul seal, the soul seal, the reason is this, Wang Xiaohu was silent for a moment, and then thought of a possibility, hundreds of years ago in the pro-army team, there must have been a Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect, hundreds of years of reproduction, fusion, inheritance of the great shaman, is no longer the original shamanism, but combined with Taoism, which also explains why there is a grave on the hillside, it is man-made, by no means a natural formation.

Some doubts in Wang Xiaohu's heart suddenly became clear, although there are still many doubts, at least it is not random speculation, the book is full of all kinds of classics of the Quanzhen Sect, but there are not many, there are only thirteen books, and all of them are ancient texts, which are far from life and death, Wang Xiaohu was unwilling to take out the parchment scroll and opened it to see, but saw that it was densely written with words from the Western Regions, and he couldn't see anything at all, all the handwriting was all red color, as if it was written in blood, and there were many strange symbols and graphics, like witch books.

In addition, there is nothing else, there is no shadow of life and death, Wang Xiaohu carefully put the books he has read in the parchment volume according to the order, unwilling to grope around the room, looking inside and out, but did not find what he is looking for, just about to carefully exit the snort, the big shaman on the kang snort suddenly disappeared, and then saw her turn over and sit up suddenly.

The big shaman sat up silently, looked up at the direction where Wang Xiaohu was, Wang Xiaohu was alert the moment she sat up, and quietly stepped to the right of Lu, the big shaman couldn't see him like a blind man, Wang Xiaohu used the five elements that Geng Jianyang taught him, and during the day he knew her hit attribute according to the face of the big shaman.

Even so, Wang Xiaohu still couldn't hide his fright, could it be that his hands and feet were too heavy to disturb the great shaman? The big shaman sat up straight, his face was gloomy, his eyes were shining, her long hair was scattered to cover her old face, and she suddenly sighed, Wang Xiaohu didn't dare to breathe, so he stood straight within three steps of the big shaman.

The miserable white moonlight sprinkled in, an old woman, dressed in ancient costumes, the vicissitudes of life were almost like stones for thousands of years, and beside her, there was a tall young man, wearing a jacket, the two of them seemed to be unable to see anyone, and seemed to be better than anyone's patience, both motionless, this scene was really weird to the extreme.

After a while, the big shaman did not continue to sleep, her eyes became brighter and brighter, she moved, sat cross-legged, but her hands were raised to the sky, and began to recite a spell that Wang Xiaohu did not understand in a strange tone, Wang Xiaohu broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, he still did not dare to move, the room was not big, he was afraid of stepping on a wrong step, making a sound, and being seen by the big shaman, not to mention that he also wanted to know that the big shaman did not sleep at night, what was the god doing mysteriously?

As the spell went back and forth in the room, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped, at least about five degrees, which was very obvious, as soon as the temperature dropped, the room suddenly became gloomy, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly pinched the trick and opened his yin eyes, but found that in addition to the heavy yin qi in the house, there were no evil ghosts and ghosts.

After more than ten minutes, the big shaman stopped chanting the mantra and slowly came down from the kang, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly stepped accordingly, ensuring that the big shaman could not see him, and fortunately the room was dark and not small, so as to make up for Wang Xiaohu's weakness of stepping quickly and not making a sound, otherwise Wang Xiaohu would inevitably show his feet no matter how fast he stepped forward.

The big shaman got off the ground and took out a bronze mirror from under the pillow, antique, carved with strange patterns, it looks like a thing of the past, and it is a unique shape in the Western Regions, the big shaman sat in front of a wooden table under the window, and supported the bronze mirror on a small wooden frame, and the small wooden frame supported the copper mirror, which was tightly sealed.

Women love beauty, but a woman of the age of the big shaman, no matter how beautiful she is, it is impossible to get up in the middle of the night to look in the mirror, Wang Xiaohu became more and more curious, the big shaman put the bronze mirror on the wooden frame, and put the incense burner at the head of the pit next to the mirror, the moonlight obliquely shone on the mirror, Wang Xiaohu tiptoed to see, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

The face in the bronze mirror is not the appearance of a big shaman, but the appearance of a very young and beautiful woman, who looks eighteen or nineteen years old, with a blurred face, not very real, like a ghost trapped in the bronze mirror, Wang Xiaohu looked around in surprise, there was no third person in the room except for him and the big shaman, and something even more surprising to Wang Xiaohu happened, the big shaman began to chant the incantation again, but there was a small silver knife in his hand, as the incantation became faster and faster, the big shaman gently pierced his fingers, but no blood flowed out, The great shaman's expression was extremely painful at the moment, her body began to tremble, she gently squeezed out a drop of blood that was not bright red, the spell became louder and louder, and then she flicked it towards the bronze mirror.

Blood splashed on the bronze mirror, the surface of the copper mirror emitted a dark red light, the mirror seemed to come to life, absorbing the blood of the great shaman, and the young woman's face in the mirror suddenly became clearer, Wang Xiaohu's brain turned sharply, recalling the various secret techniques recorded in the ghost record, as well as the secret books left by the master, carefully recalling, wanting to know what kind of evil magic the great shaman of the Dao Dao used, but he didn't get it.

In shock, the great shaman suddenly stretched out his hand and wiped it lightly on the mirror, and the young woman inside suddenly disappeared, and then the big shaman turned the mirror upside down, and the other side was also a mirror, and there was a faint figure of old vicissitudes inside.

Then the great shaman brought his face closer to the mirror, and Wang Xiaohu felt a gloomy aura pour into the great shaman's body from the mirror, and then he saw that the old face of the great shaman suddenly became younger.

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