The master stretched out his right hand, and the big red coffin in front of him immediately split apart, and a female corpse lay on the coffin board.

A female corpse wearing a Japanese kimono with cherry blossoms embroidered on it looks a little poignant. But her face was a little terrifying, she had no eyebrows, her eyebrows seemed to be dotted with cinnabar, her cheekbones were painted with red rouge, and she had been buried in the ground for I don't know how many years. The rouge still looked red as blood, as if it had just been applied.

Strangely, her cheeks were sunken deeply. Accentuate her lips so high that she looks like a weasel's face.

"Daozun, could it be that the ghost of the Living Ghost King has run away?" One of the older-looking Taoist priests asked the master.

"No way, the coffin is intact, and there is no sign of anyone knocking it. This shows that the Living Ghost King has never gone out at all, but her body has not rotted, indicating that she has been raised as a Living Ghost King, but she doesn't know why she died again. The master's brow furrowed and muttered.

"Master, her hands are clutching her skirt." I pointed to the hand of the woman lying in the coffin, and I saw her with her hand on her abdomen, holding a corner of her skirt, and I don't know why, when I saw this corner of the skirt, I suddenly remembered a sentence.

You're being targeted.

I remembered the terrible scene yesterday, everywhere I went, I could see the female ghost in the long white dress, her hair was dragging all the way to the waist, I couldn't see her face, she always kept her hair in front of her face, and it looked like the back of her head in front of her and behind her.

The master was a little puzzled. Motioned to the Taoist priest beside him to open the hand of the female corpse in front of him.

When the Taoist priest opened the hand of the female corpse, even he himself was startled, because there was a dead baby wrapped in a long skirt in the belly of the female corpse.

The dead baby's eyes bulged out, looking like balls of plaster, and most importantly, her face was blurry, as if her facial features had not been formed.

"Haha!"

A strange voice suddenly reached everyone's ears, and everyone could hear that it was the laughter of a baby, and the baby who was still in the belly of the female corpse had festered on his face. But at this time, I can laugh out loud.

"Look for death!" The master suddenly turned around and looked behind him, and at some point, there was a female ghost in a long white dress standing behind him.

But before the master could make a move, the woman in the long white dress suddenly disappeared again.

The master took out the Dao Tian ruler in his hand, and was about to find and kill the hidden female ghost, and at this moment, a person's voice came from the door: "Daozun, the ghost baby devoured the mother body of the living ghost king, but he didn't know the height of the sky, and dared to make a trick in front of the Daozun, and the younger generation was good as water and asked to arrest it." ”

The master glanced at the person who spoke, it was a young man in a suit, who looked heroic, with a jade wrench on his finger, and the master nodded and said, "Junior of the good family, then you." ”

The young man named Shanrushui received the master's order, his eyes showed joy, he took out a small and delicate golden bow from behind him, and then out of nowhere he took out a talisman arrow that exuded powerful Dao qi fluctuations, he put the talisman arrow on the golden bow, and then suddenly shot into the sky in the distance.

The runic arrow was shot out of a distance and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then the woman in the long skirt appeared on the wall of the Guo family's compound, and behind her, a runic arrow suddenly drilled out and shot at her.

The female ghost disappeared again, and the next moment she appeared behind the young man, and the rune arrow tracked, and through the figure of the female ghost, it shot behind the young man's shoulder, and entered the flesh for three points.

The young man let out a scream.

"This ......," the old guys standing in a row in the distance all looked disappointed and pitiful.

"Stand down." The master shook his head and asked the young man to go down, but the young man was unwilling, so he covered his shoulders and gritted his teeth and retreated.

And at this time, the master looked at me.

"Here you go!"

"Me?" I pointed to myself and asked the master. "Master, I can't do it, I'm not angry enough."

The master glared at me, and I had to take out a neatly folded paper crane from the cloth pocket that my mother had sewn for me.

I glanced out into the crowd for fear they would laugh at me, and sure enough, they all had mocking looks on their faces, all waiting to see my joke.

I blew lightly on the crane, and it immediately flew out of my hand, and it circled me twice, flapping its wings, and then landed on my shoulder, its neck bent back, as if tickling.

I saw surprise, even horror, in the eyes of some old men outside the door.

I looked at the crane and said, "Go find her." ”

Then, the thousand paper cranes flew up sharply, around a roof, and suddenly there was no fire and spontaneously combusted, and a scream was heard, and the figure of the female ghost was revealed, and white smoke was emitted from her body, and then a fire was ignited.

She screamed frantically, crying out like a baby, and the fire soon scorched her dress, and her hair burst into flames, and she fell from the roof and rolled to the ground until her dress was burned to the ground, and her hair burned to the ground.

That's when I saw that she really didn't have a face.

I can't believe my eyes, and I can't believe that my qi is so powerful, that the ubiquitous ghost who killed the fortune teller, killed the feng shui master Ji Chengliang, and almost killed me and my mother, was burned to death by my thousand paper cranes?

In the past four years, I have practiced my body day and night, and for four whole years, I can only practice less than one-ten-thousandth of my master's qi, but this kind of qi actually killed the female ghost who made me crazy with fear?

I saw the faces of the old guys outside the yard change.

The master led me out of the door, and he looked at the respectful and fearful group of people in front of him and said, "I have been away for a few years, and you are going to rebel?" ”

"I can't wait." Some of them responded in unison, but they didn't dare to look up at the master.

The master snorted, pushed me in front of these people and said: "My limit is approaching, my original intention was to let this child inherit the throne of the Daomen, but seeing that you are all indignant, I will give you a chance, ten years later, you each rely on your ability, if anyone can beat this child in the attainments of Taoism, he will be the next Daomen Dazun, and the ranking of the ancestor will be engraved with his name." ”

After the master finished speaking, he took me away from the Guo family's mansion, and the old guys behind him were talking, and I saw that some of them looked at me with kindness, and some were extremely resentful, and I didn't understand what the master meant. Zhuang Hua begged for garbage.

Anyway, this matter is over.

The Living Ghost King was not resurrected in the end, she was burned to ashes, she may have woken up and found the ghost baby in her belly, and she couldn't bear to kill her, and was finally eaten by the ghost baby and died.

This was my first experience on the trail.

In the years that followed, the master took me out to see a few more supernatural events, but most of them were secretly caused by someone.

Under the strict requirements of my master, I began a life of practicing qi day and night.

I was accustomed to sitting on the top of the Taiyin Temple before dawn and watching the rays of the sunrise dye the east into a gorgeous moment to envelop me in it, and I was accustomed to the first rays of sunlight shining on my body and exhaling them into my limbs, until I was 18 years old, when I practiced the purple qi from the east that my master said.

The qi on my body is as strong as a great river, and there is a circle of purple qi on my body, and no evil can get close to me.

In those years, my father's business became bigger and bigger, he opened three branches in our county, and also opened a large-scale jade shop in Yunnan, specializing in selling Huanglong jade, my mother asked me to move to the county several times, but I didn't agree, even if I was admitted to a key junior high school, and then admitted to a key high school, that is, the middle school next to our house, I still didn't go to class for eight out of ten days.

My father, who has a little ability, will naturally help me settle down, but every time I take the exam, I can get a good score, in fact, on the first day of the school to distribute the new book, I almost read the content, I will naturally will, no, I didn't think much about it.

Few of my classmates recognized me, they only knew that I would show up for every exam, and I occasionally appeared in class with my eyes closed like a blind man.

Lao Guo and I also became friends in those years, and when he was idle, he would drive to the mountains to play chess with me, and sometimes he would take me and my master to the restaurant in the town to eat and talk about things I was interested in.

Sometimes he will tell me some of the situation of his family, such as Guo Dalong is fat again, took a fatter daughter-in-law, gave birth to a fat girl, such as his second son who has been away all the year round has been promoted again, for example, Guo Xiaolong has found a job in Beijing, found a girlfriend, and is about to get married.

Dasha sometimes came to me in the mountains, he was now twenty-four years old, and he was frighteningly tall, but every time he wrestled with me, he would lose to me, and his voice became rough and majestic, and he still screamed at the boss every time he saw me.

He would sometimes tell me little secrets, such as when he was lying on the wall one night and saw the daughter of the village widow Zhu bathing......

And our once mysterious Wangjia Village has finally calmed down.

At least for the time being.