This apprentice of Wang Xiaojiao is called Song Shijie. But Song Shijie didn't know that what he was carrying in his arms was the "Pangu Heart" that had been found by countless Yishou and Taoist masters, according to legend, it was a fragment of Pangu that fell into the world when it opened the world, and it would change color with the master's mind and environment, and it could make people clear their hearts and eye-catching when they were around, so that cultivators could concentrate on cultivation, and it also had a very great restraint effect on evil gods and ghosts, and the most important thing was that Pangu Heart can bring people back from the dead, and it is the treasure of Taoism, which fell into the hands of the people in the war but somehow fell into the hands of the old lady.

At the moment when "Pangu Heart" was won, Jitai Zhenren also wondered: It's almost noon, why is the yin qi suddenly blooming? Something didn't go wrong. In the blink of an eye, the originally closed window was blown open by the gloomy wind, and the wind in the hall whistled as if it was about to blow the paper window open.

At this time, the originally clear sky also became overcast.

Jitai Zhenren shouted: "Not good. ”

As he spoke, he rushed into the house, and then saw that the Pangu heart on his grandfather's forehead was gone, and then saw that Song Shijie, who woke up, was sneakily carrying something in his arms. Jitai Zhenren already knew what the reason was, his face was solemn, and he looked at Song Shijie directly.

Song Shijie saw that Ji Tai Zhenren thought that the theft had been exposed, so he kicked open the back window and climbed out of the house. Jitai Zhenren saw that Song Shijie was about to run, and a silver needle appeared in his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, he hit Song Shijie's armpit, only to see him fall to the ground, but this time he did not faint, but his whole body was stiff and unable to move. was caught by the villagers who were about to come to see the excitement, and saw Song Shijie coming out of the window of his house in Shandong, not taking advantage of the illness of others, and playing some crooked ideas, several villagers were not ambiguous, and directly put Song Shijie who fell to the ground into the yard.

Not long after, Chuxin's grandmother also returned home, and Song Shijie, who saw Song Shijie, who had a blue nose and swollen face in the yard, didn't care, and ran directly to the house, and saw Jitai Zhenren checking his grandfather's body, and Chuxin's grandmother said to Jitai Zhenren expectantly: "Zhenren, when will it start?" ”

Ji Tai Zhenren replied with a solemn expression: "Hey, providence, the life-saving 'Pangu Heart' on your husband's head was taken down by Song Shijie, and his previous efforts were abandoned." ”

As soon as Grandma Chuxin heard this, she suddenly saw Venus in front of her eyes and was about to faint, but then she knelt on the ground and prayed: "Real person, please save him, sir!" ”

When Jitai Zhenren saw this scene, he couldn't help but be moved in his heart, and said slowly: "Girl, get up quickly, although all the previous efforts have been abandoned, but there is another way, fight for the old man's remnant life to let your husband return to heaven, please rest assured, I will save your husband's life, otherwise, the demons in the river are really making trouble, and the villagers in the village will not be killed." ”

Grandma Chuxin kowtowed three times: "Thank you real person, thank you real person, you are really a living bodhisattva." ”

Jitai Zhenren walked to the courtyard, took out the "Pangu Heart" from Song Shijie's arms, and instructed the villagers to put Grandpa and Song Shijie in the arranged array.

At this time, the wind was stronger, as if countless ghosts were crying helplessly, and the grandfather of the first heart in the formation began to pour green mucus out of his mouth, and the timid villagers no longer dared to look at the excitement and hurriedly ran home.

At that moment, Jitai Zhenren grabbed a rooster and put it on the ground. However, as if the rooster was frozen, it didn't move, but its head kept writhing and looking.

Ji Tai Zhenren held Pangu Xin in his hand, looked at the peach wood nails that were crumbling by the wind, grabbed a handful of lime that had been prepared and scattered it, paving a white road between Grandpa Chuxin and Song Shijie.

"People and ghosts have different paths, don't be obsessed, leave quickly, the old man will enter reincarnation for you, let's go, take care of your life early."

After speaking, he sprinkled some corn beside Song Shijie, and the rooster saw the corn slowly moving towards Song Shijie, and the lime behind him was blown by the wind like a boiling pot, and the black smoke was miasma, and he could see everything clearly, and he could only hear the wind howling like a ghost.

Halfway through the rooster's walk, for some reason, Jitai Zhenren lowered his head and vomited a mouthful of blood, and there was more pain on his resolute face.

Seeing Ji Tai Zhenren's painful expression, Grandma Chuxin hurriedly held on, and was about to speak, but was blindfolded by the lime blowing.

After a while, the wind stopped, but the white lime still drifted in the air, like a morning fog.

Ji Tai Zhenren was also full of lime powder at this time, dragged his tired body to the front of the formation, glanced at the rooster next to him, was lying next to Song Shijie, his feathers were blown up, and he had been dead for a long time.

At this time, there were not many villagers standing nearby, only a few young men stood in the distance, watching this scene in horror.

Jitai Zhenren waved his hand to them, motioned for them to come over, and one by one they saw that there was nothing wrong, and they all walked over cautiously, for fear that the evil ghost would get on their bodies again.

Not long after, Song Shijie jumped up suddenly, and the silver needle was also bounced out. jumped and cried in the courtyard, everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect Song Shijie, who was lying on the ground honestly just now, to be so energetic, maybe he was also entangled by the evil ghost.

Ji Tai Zhenren forcibly suppressed the pain in his chest, staggered to the crazy Song Shijie, bit his middle finger, and clicked on Song Shijie's head, Song Shijie slowly regained his senses, and when he saw Ji Tai Zhenren, he turned around and wanted to run.

Ji Tai Zhenren said calmly: "If you don't want to die, run away." ”

Song Shijie turned back when he heard this: "Say, old man, what are you talking about?" I took a broken stone from his house, and he wanted my life? ”

Jitai Zhenren replied with a smile: "I don't want your life, but I can't say anything about the wronged ghost in you." ”

Song Shijie's face turned pale with fright when he heard this, he knelt on the ground and said to Jitai Zhenren pitifully: "Master, you can save my hard-working person, my daughter-in-law in her 30s has not yet married, and I also feel as if there is something to play in my cavity, which is much more powerful than my Wong Tai Sin." ”

A trace of pain flashed on Ji Tai Zhenren's face, and he waved his hand and said, "You go back and drink this pot of boy's urine, and then let your master use the Divine Song to send these unjust ghosts away." ”

Song Shijie picked up the urinal after hearing Ji Tai Zhenren's words, got up and ran straight to Wang Xiaojiao's house.

Seeing Song Shijie leaving, Jitai Zhenren's eyes turned black and he fainted on the ground. Chuxin's grandmother and other villagers hurriedly helped Jitai Zhenren to the bed.

After another day, the grandfather who was at the beginning woke up slowly, looked at his wife who had lost a lot of weight in front of him, and burst into tears in distress.

As he was talking, Ji Tai Zhenren walked in from outside the house, and the whole person seemed to have aged ten years overnight, and he was much haggard, where did he look like a few days ago.

Grandpa Chuxin didn't know how to express his gratitude, but he was sore when he wanted to get up, and he couldn't get up. I can only say thank you.

Immediately after listening to Ji Tai's real words, he said solemnly: "Although the old man cast a spell against the sky and lost a little longevity, it is worth it in exchange for your life." But this also destroys the balance of the earth evil and the gang qi here, so there will be no peace here in the future, the old man can live for a day, if I go west, this place will be rampant, and the people will not have a good life! ”

So, after that, the villagers' belief in Jitai Zhenren reached its peak. Because no one wants to be attacked by demons, and they don't want their homes to become a land where people can live for generations.

"It's a heartfelt story."

Jitai Zhenren glanced at me and said, "My grandfather saved the whole village at the beginning, shouldn't such a merit be respected by the villagers?" ”

"If no one knows it, he can't do it unless he does." I said coldly, "Actually, there is no need for the two of us to talk about these falsehoods, this story carefully compiled by your grandfather was originally intended to lay a good foundation for you and your father, you are not saving the common people, but ignorant people." ”

After I exposed the lie, Jitai Zhenren was very calm, and said unhurriedly: "These old things have gone with the wind, I only know that the altar village is now under the protection of Jitai Zhenren, there is no demon forgiveness, and the people live and work in peace and contentment." ”

"Of course, now you can do whatever you want." I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't want to worry about this with you, I'm here for you today, it's for Wang Qiang." ”

Jitai Zhenren took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, and said: "My ancestor met Wang Zhaojun who fled by fate, and at that time, he was taking refuge under the command of the King of the Mountain and secretly working for the evil gentry Shen Jiu. Speaking of which, my ancestor did do something not very honorable, he used the formation to seal Wang Zhaojun's soul with the hand of Shen Jiu, and tried to make her return to Yang. However, then again, the world calls us 'beauty connoisseurs', and Wang Zhaojun, one of the four beauties, himself bumped into our arms, so how could the ancestors let the cooked duck go out of tune by itself? ”

"It's brazen." I gave him a blank look, "So, you extracted a trace of soul and sealed it into the lady's picture?" ”

"Not bad."

"You are the one who shows up regularly and tortures her?"

Jitai Zhenren nodded, "Every Jitai Zhenren will regularly check the unfinished mission left by the previous one. ”

"You call this a mission? Don't you feel tarnished by the word? ”

Jitai Zhenren said with a smile: "The so-called Tao is different, not conspiring with each other, you and I are fundamentally two people with different thoughts, so some things can't be talked about together, just like we pursue beauty, we never want to destroy beauty, but always hope to continue beauty, like Wang Zhaojun, a beauty like Wang Zhaojun, isn't it good to be able to live in the moment, so that more people can appreciate her beauty, what a meaningful thing it will be." ”

"So, how many people have you resurrected over the years?"

Jitai Zhenren shook his head and said, "In today's Altar Village, most people's ancestors have our resurrected people. ”

"No wonder, there are so many beautiful women in this village!"

"Not only that, but Jitai Zhenren has developed into an organization."

"Organization?" My eyes widened and I asked, "What organization?" ”

"Relying on our family alone, our strength is bound to be limited, so we gathered a group of people and worked together. The reason why Wang Qiang was able to lock down so quickly was thanks to the collective credit. ”