Volume 1 In 2007, I Was Ordered by My Grandmother to Kill the Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 4 Intercession
Friends who have experienced drowning may understand the fear of not being able to breathe, and it can make people's hearts panic all at once. However, in the face of this situation, as an experienced old bird, I instantly came back to my senses, calmed down, and changed all my spirit into a wave of anger in my mouth: "Dart-"
The nine-character mantra of the Tantric Nine Societies Mandala "Spirit Dart Unification Reconciliation and Split Heart Qi Zen", with "Zen" being the most mysterious, and "dart" being the most attacking. Regarding the mantra, I have introduced it in particular, which is a concise mantra, which pays attention to the unity of god and form, and is the only way to fight quickly. When I came out of my heart, my whole internal organs couldn't help but squirm and roar like thunder. Even if the whole skull was wrapped, it couldn't stop me from roaring.
The hurricane is formed in an instant, and the blood rushes out of the throat.
The soft monster wrapped around my head was shaken loose by this shock, and it actually slid down softly. I am proud in my heart, this product is a headache, but after all, it can't withstand the power of my roar, which shows that our Lu Zuo is not the ignorant second goods who used the hunting net to catch the dwarf mule. Beating the water dog is an excellent quality that I am used to, and I don't say anything at the moment, my hands are knotted with the "Donkey Kong wheel seal" again, my left foot steps on this thing, and my hands are flat printed.
My hands were burning, and this blow immediately shattered it completely, and after a few trembles all over my body, it spontaneously combusted without fire, and after three or two seconds, it turned into ashes.
There was only an inexplicable coldness left in the air.
As if stimulated, the fat worm kept hovering over the pile of black ashes, dancing the figure 8 dance, as if it were a practice. I frowned, not knowing what it meant—although I sometimes have a mind to the fat bug, most of it is one-way, that is, it understands what I mean, and I still can't take care of its thoughts, except for the physiological. Duoduo collected the Heavenly Souls that were free in the air and slowly drove them back into Luo Fu'an's Heavenly Spirit Cover.
Looking at this ghostly thing between spirit and substance, I rubbed the yellow, fishy slurry in my hands, and was a little stunned.
In order to promote the mystery of various ghost things, the miscellaneous stories issued in the world have never been described positively and concretely, and because I have the broken book of the Twelve Methods, especially the miscellaneous talks and annotations of Luo Eighteen in the back, I also know what the name of this thing is - the name of this thing is called "Si Duo Ga", translated into Chinese called the harmful eagle, and some places are called soul eaters, its shapes are thousands, and there are many kinds, but most of them live by sucking people's souls, and it is said to be a low-level spiritual creature wandering in the spiritual world and the secluded mansion. Of course, these are all miscellaneous talks, and I haven't verified them, so I don't know if they're true or not.
It is worth mentioning that the relationship between the pest owl and the dwarf mule has always been very good.
For example, they are like Japan and the United States, which are offensive and defensive alliances. Of course, in terms of strength, the pest is just a very low ghost, at the lower end of the food chain.
This is undoubtedly an unpleasant thing, and I seem to see a plot lurking in the shadows.
Of course, the roar of my whole body that burst out at the last moment, in the dying crisis, also made me inexplicably happy. Friends who have studied GHK in Guoshu should know what the thunder of the Dao organs represents. Shang Yunxiang, a master of Xingyi Boxing who was born in the 19th century, once made a special explanation of "Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound", which is a kind of Dacheng realm that has been practiced to the realm of the heart. Relatively speaking, through Taoist health preservation, it is easier to practice to this point, and the power is also small. However, although it is simple, there are very few people who have contributed to it.
If I didn't have the Golden Silkworm Gu to channel the meridians in my body, where would I be able to achieve this?
When the last wisp of energy flow was pushed into the body by the little white hands, Luo Fuan coughed violently a few times, and finally woke up, turning his head to be a mouthful of thick black phlegm.
This black phlegm is bloody and thick as pulp.
He opened his eyes, was a little startled when he saw me in the dark, screamed, and then came back to his senses and said, Hey, Lu Zuo, why did you come back? Duoduo and the fat worm have returned to their respective residences, hiding their merits and fame. At this time, the lights in the ward turned on, and Ma Haibo and others walked in, looked at the black ash on the ground, and were startled, saying that there was really something dirty just now? I nodded and said it was okay, it was gone. Yang Yu came over and patted Luo Fu'an, and said with a smile Luo Fatzi, you guy is so fateful, fortunately Lu Zuo is back, otherwise he would have died.
Ma Haibo squatted down to observe the ashes on the ground, and asked a policeman to collect them and take them back for testing.
Luo Fu'an's mother-in-law and daughter Yaya also came in, hugging him and crying with a pale face. I asked Luo Fuan how he felt? He twisted his head and said it was fine. I felt like a big stone in my chest before, and when I slept, it was like swimming in a river in winter, it was gloomy and cold, and sometimes I felt like I was crushed by a ghost, and I was clearly conscious, but I just couldn't wake up. What now? I feel comfortable and relaxed, and I really want to go out and run two laps......
After talking for a while, we left Luo Fuan's family in the ward, Ma Haibo pulled me aside to talk, and Yang Yu came with him.
He looked serious and said Lu Zuo, in your opinion, is there something strange here?
I know what he was referring to: before the Spring Festival last year, we went to the Qingshan Realm under the thousand-year-old tree to encircle and suppress the dwarf mule, and some people died at that time, but we finally exterminated the dwarf mule, and also blocked the cave, and in a blink of an eye, more than half a year passed, and there was no more chaos in the Qingshan Realm, which can be regarded as a successful operation. However, when October came, the cold winter wind rose, and for several days in a row, two of the people who participated in the operation that day died mysteriously, and one person was seriously ill, and I caught it on the spot, and there were ghosts and ghosts.
The description of dwarf mules in "The Twelve Methods of Suppressing the Mountains" is easily out of people's sight, and there are few rumors, but once they are provoked, they will not rest until death.
The dwarf mule is such a vengeful creature.
Now, a year has passed, is this successive death event their revenge?
I don't know, but I have a deep apprehension.
You must know that Lu Dao, I, Ma Haibo and the rest of the dozen or so people are all parties to the encirclement and suppression action that day, if it is really a retaliatory action, then except for me, who can guarantee that they can escape? It's all for the country, so it's too unlucky to lose your life?
I smiled and said hopeful, right?
Ma Haibo's eyes became even more melancholy, and he smiled bitterly and said, "Nima, your tone is so false that it scares me...... Is there any way to do this? "I didn't hide it at the moment, I took out the talisman-making utensils such as the cinnabar smoke ink wolf yellow charm in the backpack, and instructed Ma Haibo to find a set of fresh fruits, tea, rice wine and other sacrificial things, as well as the statues of the Red Emperor of the South and the Black Killing General, after the preparation, clean hands and burn incense, open the altar to make legal talismans, and in the smoke, I made three pieces of "Pure Heaven and Earth Divine Mantra" rune paper, and pasted them on the doors and windows of the ward.
Everything was in order, and I confidently told Luo Fuan that he would be discharged from the hospital within three days.
The fat man, who had been bent over by a short mule, was so excited that he burst into tears, and asked his daughter to kneel and kowtow to me to thank him for saving his life. The little girl was ignorant, and she didn't know what her father asked her to do, so she was ready to kneel on the ground. I didn't let it, grabbed it, criticized Luo Fuan, and said that if I am cured, invite me to drink, why do you have to engage in these false courtesies?
It was already twelve o'clock in the evening after all this, and Ma Haibo left someone to take care of the ward, pulling me aside for a burst of gratitude.
I said that today's incident may not be an independent event, in the recent period, I will not leave Jinping for the time being, if there is anything, even if you call me, don't be afraid of harassment, they are all brothers, don't pay attention to these. Ma Haibo said okay, let people send me back to Xinhua. It was Luo Fuan's apprentice who gave me away, but Yang Yu took the car key and said that he would send me, Ma Haibo nodded and said okay. It was also late, and these people were busy on weekdays, so they dispersed.
Yang Yu and I rushed back, and the urban and rural roads in Jinping turned around, and it was dark and dark, and there was no street light, so it drove very slowly.
Duoduo and Jin Zang Gu couldn't bear the loneliness for a long time, and ran out to see this old friend together. Yang Yu greeted these two happily and talked about the plot of the last time he rushed to Zhenning on a starry night, and he was embarrassed. That time was because Huang Fei was injured by the dumper flying knife seven, and I was furious After learning the news of the broker's crooked old crooked from him, I couldn't help but immediately go to track down the murderer behind the scenes. Of course, Zhang Haiyang had already left the UK, and it was at that time that I made a one-year appointment with Huang Fei's father.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask Yang Yu, how is Huang Fei?
Yang Yu's face was a little strange, he smiled, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said You finally asked about Huang Fei! Lu Zuo, to be honest, I admire your ability and character, but your understanding of girls' minds and grasp of feelings really make me despise.
When he said this, I was full of doubts, and my face immediately froze, and I asked what was wrong?
Yang Yu shook his head and said that he didn't know what to do. At the beginning, Huang Fei's emotions were in a trance all day long, her expression was in a trance, and it was heart-wrenching to watch, so we asked her what happened to her relationship with you? She wouldn't tell us, just shook her head. Later, his father took her out on a trip and walked around, and there was a smile on his face. But we feel that Huang Fei's whole person is calm, and people don't like to talk anymore. At this time, I realized that there was a big problem between you. But in the past two months, Huang Fei's face suddenly smiled again, and people love to joke, I thought your relationship had improved, and then she asked me to hand over the key to your house in the county town to your mother, and I knew that you were ......
My heart suddenly cooled for a large part: this rhythm, isn't it empathy?
Yang Yu seemed to be smiling, and said Look at it, it's distressing, right? You were the one who was leaving. You don't want to think about it, what girl has so much youth to waste waiting time? Who is not lonely...... A long-distance relationship, and a relationship without any news, can it last? Of course, in the final analysis, it is because Huang Fei understands a truth, she and you are not from the same world. Worship does not mean love. Besides, you don't love her very much......
I looked at the dark and winding road ahead and asked myself: Do I love Huang Fei?