Houtian (Down)

Born in a fortune teller's family, I have something to do with the witch god cult, and I am destined to be lonely for the rest of my life.

After going down the mountain, it was not comfortable to live in the White Castle of the Imperial Palace, because it would rain, snow, and wind in the White Castle, and all this brought me fresh time, but also caused me trouble. Because there is only day and night in Liuxian Mountain, the weather is only sunny. The weather in Baicheng forced me to carry an umbrella when I went out, because I was afraid that one day I would be drenched in soup, and the people hiding in the shadows would laugh at me, and joke that I was a soothsayer who didn't think it would rain today.

His Excellency Wangxing is heavily guarded, and he looks very imposing, but they are there to spy on me, because they are the representative of the Witch God Cult of the country. This country needs my loyalty, and if my actions go against Emperor Ming's intentions, they will report it to the authorities. So much so that I never like to talk, I don't like to tell the truth.

But life down the mountain is indeed much richer than life on the mountain.

Everyone on the mountain is weird. Most of the people there are either alchemists, meditating, or drawing talismans. Use a wolf's hair or directly dip your finger in the demon red chicken blood contained in the sky-white porcelain bowl to draw symbols on the yellow mounted paper. I knew it was chicken blood, because I once secretly ran to the vegetable field in the back mountain, and saw a lean boy in a dark brown robe, holding a large bowl in his hand, walking up to a snow-white rooster who was digging the soil to find food. The long mouth and long claws are all red and orange, and the child's palm-sized cockscomb is bright red and red, so red that it can drip blood.

The boy put the bowl on the ground, carried the wings of the big rooster in both hands, and then changed it to one hand, and the rooster did not resist, and was obediently picked up. The boy seemed to be discussing with the big rooster, "Lend me some blood and use it well", and when I was about to laugh at him for being stupid in the corner, the rooster made a "OK" sound. I was so surprised that I quickly held my chin, for fear of hitting my feet. What follows is even more magical.

I saw that the boy stretched out one palm and cut it at the neck of the big rooster as if it were a knife, but the rooster raised his neck and waited for his hand to cut it. As soon as the boy's hand passed over the neck of the big rooster, the rooster's neck began to gurgle and gush blood. After a while, the boy looked at the sea bowl on the ground, when it was almost full, and then wiped it on the rooster's neck, and said, "Hey, the wound stopped bleeding, and the wound was gone in a while."

Seeing that the boy was about the same age as me, I ran to the front, and my brother shouted and pestered him to teach me spells. He was stubborn about me, but he lent me a book "Three Qing Charms" first. Let me look there for a moment.

Not in print, but hand-copied. I was very proud in my heart, and the book contained many charms, what I wanted to achieve, and how to mobilize the aura around me to help. It's godly, it's not enough for me to understand. Then he gave him back the book in a huff. Divination is not supposed to be a student.

If the teacher doesn't teach, I can learn secretly. So every day after school, I would pester my brother Daotong to teach me spells. Later I learned that his name was Luan Xing. I told my mother about this person, and she was very relieved. She said that Luan Xing was only half a year older than me. But his talent is dozens of times higher than mine, and his dark brown robe is even higher than the cultivation of the old man who wore a gray robe and taught me divination. I couldn't help but start worshipping Luanxing. I want to make a blood alliance with him and become brothers with different surnames, so that I will have a very powerful big brother.

He didn't agree to my proposal, but he objected to it. So from now on, I will call him "big brother" with a shy face. But this eldest brother is not very confident in my character. It's just that they teach me some, change things, move things, etc., and don't teach me small tricks, like drilling walls, opening mountains, and stealth.

One day, I was flipping through his book "Three Qing Charms", and I couldn't understand the charms in it, so I could only look at it as a picture. I saw a very strange charm, and the patterns of the other charms were some strange symbols and words, but the charm depicted two people upside down, hanging upside down with their four feet tied together. But it makes people can't tell which is up and that is down.

I was curious and asked him, "Big brother, what is this talisman drawn for, and what is it for?"

He glanced at it, "Oh, this is a life and death talisman, the strangest talisman in the complete collection of Sanqing, the upper and lower two represent themselves in the underworld and themselves in the human world, and these two people represent one person." The life span of a human being is certain, and it is either spent in the yang or in the underworld. If you will live on earth, it is also possible to spend your life in Hades. Just draw two of these charms, drip your own blood, burn both of them, and when both of them are burned, you will die. Your ghost can travel between the Yin and Yang worlds, and its spiritual power will be much stronger. But this spell has two drawbacks, one is that it can only let the living die, not the dead, and the ghosts of the dead will disappear when you are at the end of your life. This talisman is actually a chicken rib, not very interesting, but if there is a lingering jade pendant, it can solve the problem of the end of yang longevity and the dissipation of ghosts, as long as the ghost is attached to the incense pendant, it can ensure that the ghost will not disperse for thousands of years. ”

"What is a pendant?" I asked stupidly.

"The incense pendant is actually a jade pendant carved from ordinary jade, but it has been worn by thousands of people, and the jade carries the soul of many people, and gradually the jade becomes full of spirituality. It calms the wearer's mind. You see, I have a piece here. ”

The eldest brother took out a jade pendant from the depths of his arms. Transparent as ice, lubricated as mutton fat, white as snow, crystal clear with jade's unique filamentous lines. But he never handed it to me, so I could take a closer look. I pursed my mouth and pretended not to be rare, and said, "Who is rare, I will let my mother buy it." Tengdi stood up and pretended to stride out the door. Luan Xing didn't stop me. I was really angry, so I really ran back to my mother, and I didn't say a word to Luan Xing for a few days.

Later, he really gave me the jade pendant and asked me to carry it close to me, so that I could not lose it. I really liked it, and I promised him to take care of the jade pendant absolutely. The happy fart ran home, happily took out the jade pendant to show her mother, and was almost not beaten to death by her mother. The jade pendant was snatched by her mother and returned to Luan Xing, but when my mother came back, she returned the jade pendant to me. I'm puzzled by that. My mother said that I was not sensible.

Because the jade pendant I said is carved with the sun and the moon. It looks bigger, but it's a pendant. This jade pendant is extraordinary. It was given to Luan Xing by the leader of the Witch God Sect himself. Luan Xing was only five years old when he got this gift. For a genius, five years old is already a remarkable age.

At that time, Luan Xing had already memorized the Sanqing book backwards, and simple spells were not a problem. For the witch god who has been thirsty for talents, it is tantamount to a treasure sent by God.

I won't be able to tell the rest of the story. Because when I went down the mountain, my mother put a spell on my mouth and hands, but whenever I came down the mountain, I told people about Liuxian Mountain, my heart would hurt, and the more I talked, the more my heart hurt. That's why I don't like to talk. Liuxian Mountain has survived for 3,000 years, why it still makes the world feel mysterious, relying on such a silence spell. Wait, until I die, the spell attached to my flesh will no longer have any effect on me. At that time, I will tell you about Liuxian Mountain.

(This is the end of Houtian's story, but that's only the midpoint.) I know it's not very ethical to end this article in a certain way. But there is no way, the text is the main line. ）

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