July 15, 92, Niu Village.

Niu Village is located in a small mountain village under the jurisdiction of Hongshi Township, Jinhe Town, Yuejiang County, Longtan City, Jiangnan Province, with a population of less than 100 households.

The only main road is muddy, the road of Chongcuntou passes through the dam in the mountain, and then it takes more than three hours to walk all the way along the dam to Hongshi Township, which is still a fast foot, you can imagine how important the convenience of the road is.

Cow Village, three days ago there was a strange thing, a ten-year-old third-grade student was scared by thunder on the way back to the village, yesterday woke up and became stupid, always say some strange words, spread throughout the cow village.

"it, what kind of sin is this!" In the west of the village, an old tile house built with loess bricks in all directions, covering an area of more than 100 square meters, came from a worried complaint.

In the room, Zhu Shan's mottled pale hair was messy, he drummed the cigarette stick in his hand, lit the match with a "snort", lit the tobacco ball, and took a deep breath: "Lotus, you said that the dead king eight lambs and his daughter-in-law really don't want Xiaotian?" It's okay now, Xiaotian has become "stupid" when something happens, they don't even come to see him, it's been two years, and they haven't come back once, if I really leave, who will take care of Xiaotian? ”

The old woman Xia Lotus glanced at Zhu Shan and didn't speak, her hands full of Banli wiped Zhu Jingtian who was lying on the bamboo bed, her eyes were full of worry, "Old man, I think they have their difficulties, and it is possible that the village director who went to Longtan City has not informed them yet." But no matter what, as long as we are alive, we can't let Xiaotian be wronged. “

Speaking of this, Xia Lotus wiped away a handful of tears, "When I woke up at the village doctor yesterday, I felt that Xiaotian was in a daze, full of nonsense, and I saw those people who were dead, but my body was not in any serious trouble. Do you think we should take Xiaotian to the city to have a look? Today he is so immobile and like a lost soul, there is no aura in his eyes, as if his soul is out of his body, he is not angry at all, what do you say this can do? Is it really as they say that they lost their souls? “

Zhu Shan thought about his grandson's condition, his face was gloomy, and he knocked on the cigarette stick, "Sensei said something crooked, in a few days, when the village secretary Chonghongshi Township borrowed a tractor, we will take Xiaotian to the hospital to have a look." “

"What kind of crooked ways, if you really lose your soul, we can go to the "immortal" house of Wang "Xian" in Xiatang Village next door, I heard that many children with soul loss disorder have been cured by her. Xia Hehua was dissatisfied with his tone, and felt that her guess was right.

"Okay, okay, you know if Xiaotian has lost his soul? What if it would be a few days later? Stop worrying, go cook, the sun is setting. After Zhu Shan finished speaking, he ignored it, walked out of the living room with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the cowshed.

On the side of the bamboo bed in the living room, Xia Lotus looked at Zhu Jingtian, who opened his eyes but had no inspiration, reached out and touched his head and said, "Grandma is going to cook, if you wake up, call grandma, grandma is burning your favorite poached eggs in the kitchen." “

As soon as Xia Hehua's figure left, only Zhu Jingtian was left in the living room lying alone on the bamboo bed.

In fact, he could vaguely hear the words of the outside world, but at the moment, he was pulled into a space by a mysterious force.

I saw that the space was rugged and green, towering into the clouds, white clouds were swirling, the sun was shining, and the edge could not be seen at a glance, with a beautiful and mysterious color.

On the top of a main peak, on the floating stone platform, the nine-grade black lotus platform shines a ghostly light.

One of them, an old man with pale hair and an ethereal face, was sitting cross-legged on his knees, and he only heard the words of the Great Dao: "The Tao is the Tao, the very Tao; The name is famous, and the name is not very famous.

Nameless, the beginning of all things, famous, the mother of all things.

Therefore, there is often no desire, to see its wonder, and there is often desire, to observe its subtlety.

These two are the same and have different names, the same name is the mystery, the mystery is mysterious, and the door of all wonders.

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Zhu Jingtian was bound by an invisible force, and was sitting cross-legged in front of him, listening to it as if he was fascinated. Although some of the words of the Great Dao were incomprehensible, the old man on the other side seemed to have a mysterious aura when he said it, and the font was deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind with the golden light of the Great Dao, and it seemed that he could not forget it.

I wish Sedum enlightenment, this is Taoist enlightenment.

The Tao Te Ching enlightens the psychic and is stronger than any Taoist cornerstone, which is a unique opportunity.

At this moment, he has stepped into the starting point of the cultivation path, and his heart is a little clear of the spiritual realm of self-awakening, his mind is clear, his intelligence is improved, and he has completely ignited the spiritual fire of the sea of knowledge.

After the "immortal" old man finished preaching, he ignored the shouts of wishing Sedum to return to his senses, as if he couldn't hear it, and gave the Tao "Dadong Zhenjing" again, which is the Taoist supreme practice of Xuanmen Gong, also known as "Huang Ting Jing", the beginning of all Taoist practice.

After preaching the "Huang Ting Sutra", he preached again on the "Zhengyi Sutra", "Eight Volumes of Baopuzi Inner and Outer Volumes", "Lingbao Sutra", "Fu Zhen Explanation", "Hundred Ghost Catalogue", "Taishang Three Caves Divine Mantra Scroll" again......

The space does not count hours, and I don't know how long it has been, it seems that a year has passed, and it may have passed a hundred years.

After the sermon was finished, the old man bent his fingers a little, and his fingertips flashed golden light to Zhu Jingtian's forehead, and he didn't notice it when he was intoxicated by the great avenue.

After doing all this, the old man nodded with a smile, waved his hand, and the space collapsed instantly, only to see the palm-sized Netherworld Jade Tablet in the sea of consciousness flickering a few times, wishing Sedum to spin in a flash, and gradually sobering up his consciousness returned.

"Ouch mom!" In a daze, Zhu Jingtian, who was lying on the bamboo bed, was frightened by the ghost figure on the beam in front of him, and a message came from the ten thousand ghost records engraved in his mind, this is the hanged ghost.

The reason for the hanging ghost is to die by hanging himself, and the reason is that he is resentful. The way of appearance, often female, holding a rope with a bloody grudge on the rope, usually people will ask you to take it home. If ordinary people see her, don't promise to help her bring the rope home.

Zhu Jingtian's mind gradually cleared, closed his yin and yang eyes, and as if he didn't see the female hanged ghost above, he got off the bamboo bed and ran out of the living room door.

Since that time, he was stunned by the golden thunder, obtained the Netherworld Jade Tablet, opened the inheritance of cultivation, ignited the spiritual fire of the sea of knowledge, and reached the spiritual realm of Taoist refining gods by himself, and when he woke up, he saw a different world. He could see the ghosts that had been passed down by word of mouth at night, which made him frightened, and he asked if you had seen any ghosts in the shadows. Is there someone crying there? This made some villagers mistakenly think that he had become a fool.

Now after the preaching of the "nameless" immortals, the scriptures of the Great Dao flicker in his mind, which has always made his understanding of the Tao more profound, and he also knows his own realm well.

"Grandpa, grandma."

Zhu Jingtian went out and shouted, his voice was loud, not as weak as yesterday, which made Zhu Shan, who was in the cowshed next door to the kitchen, stunned, and his face instantly turned into surprise.

"Xiaotian, are you awake?" Zhu Shan walked out of the cowshed quickly, and his old face was twisted into a flower.

Since the grandson woke up yesterday, he began to talk nonsense at night, and then today he seems to have lost his soul, and he can't wake up when he opens his eyes, which makes them extremely anxious.

Now it's okay, the grandson has woken up, and he can call out his grandparents clearly as usual!

Zhu Shan touched the corners of his eyes, looking at his grandson's bright eyes, he was extremely relieved.

"Grandpa, I'm worried about you."

Zhu Jingtian saw his grandfather's haggard face, his heart twitched, and he casually made a look of me being strong, and said with an innocent smile: "Grandpa, now that I am completely awake, there will be no more such a thing as today, I have never been so comfortable again, I feel that I have become stronger, and my brain is becoming smarter and smarter." ”

Zhu Shan threw away the hemp rope in his hand, stepped forward to hold Zhu Jingtian's hand, touched his head with relief, and laughed: "Okay, good, my Xiaotian has become stronger and smarter." “

At the door of the hall, Xia Lotus stood at the door of the kitchen wearing a rotten gown, looking at her grandfather and grandson, her worried face completely relaxed, and said with a smile: "Xiaotian, it's okay, grandma will get you poached eggs to eat." After speaking, the figure hurriedly disappeared at the door, and the kitchen suddenly sounded the sound of a chopping board.

"Grandma is the best." Zhu Sedum shouted excitedly into the kitchen.

"Okay Xiaotian, come, go to the cowshed with grandpa, we'll tie up the fence, and we'll have dinner later." Zhu Shan picked up a hemp rope on the ground and walked towards the cowshed.

"Huh! Grandpa, wait, how did you get this rope? Zhu Jingtian only noticed the hemp rope in his grandfather's hand at this moment, and he was shocked in his heart.

In his eyes, this rope was emitting a faint black smoke, and the entire rope was soaked red with strange blood, but it seemed to be suppressed by the sun, and only a trace of black resentment was slowly eroding through Zhu Shan's hand and penetrating his body.

If it continues like this, it will be a few days before you will die. Where is this hemp rope, this is clearly a blood chain that hooks the soul and asks for life!

"Huh this?"

Zhu Shan lifted the three-meter-long hemp rope rolled in his hand, and said with a slight smile: "This is what your grandfather picked up when he cut wood in Yinbei Mountain." Didn't the barn fence fall, and your grandfather thought about using this hemp rope to tie the fence. "It's strange that when I took this rope to tie the fence, our cattle struggled desperately there, as if they wanted to escape from the barn, and I was so angry that I almost kicked the good fence." ”

"Grandpa, just give me the rope and let me tie it." Zhu Jingtian glanced at the living room, then walked to Zhu Shan, stretched out his hand to take the hemp rope, and slapped an invisible mysterious aura in his hand into Zhu Shan's arm, all of which Zhu Shan didn't notice, only saw that his grandson Xiaotian's face seemed to be a little white.

"Xiaotian, let me come, you haven't eaten for a day, and you're hungry, look at your face is not rosy." Zhu Shan looked at Zhu Jingtian, who took the hemp rope and walked towards the cowshed with "great interest" on his face, and said secretly, is it dazzling, why did Xiaotian's face suddenly turn white just now?

"No need grandpa, I can do it, you have to believe your grandson, I am the first "little man" in Niu Village, and the little thing of putting up a fence is not difficult for me. ”

"That's... Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to help your grandma, you take care of the scalper, don't be kicked by it. ”

"Got it, grandpa, go ahead."

Zhu Jingtian dragged the hemp rope in his hand, walked to the door of the cowshed and threw it away, his slightly dark and immature face with a hint of anger, and scolded secretly: "Little hanged ghost, wait for me to advance to the Gathering Spirit Realm to see if I don't use magic to destroy you." ”