Chapter 11 Fu Cheng Ghost God Scream

On the mountain, Wang Gan, as usual, went down the mountain after refining qi in the early morning, and he prepared to go to the town to buy some cinnabar, yellow paper and daily necessities.

When you enter the village, you have to greet the people in the village.

"Yo, Xiaoqian has gone down the mountain, can you plant that thing this year?" It was the elders of the village who were questioning, leading a cow to go up the hill to graze the cow.

For more than two years, everyone in the village knew that he was busy in the mountains, planting that kind of "tribute rice", but as a result, nothing was planted and nothing was accomplished.

"Uncle, it's almost." Wang Qian replied with a smile.

This year is really almost the same, and the annatto rice has bloomed.

"If you don't go to the city and get a decent job this year, will you?" This is concerned about him, and he still listens to his words, and some people's words are very harsh.

Hey, Wang Qian responded with a smile.

He is now bent on buying cinnabar and yellow paper as soon as possible so that he can draw talismans, and he is eager to try it. It's like getting a novelty to assemble a toy for a child.

My heart was full of anticipation, and my face was full of smiles.

"Hey, what a child, why did he become like this, hehe's still happy, and he doesn't want to make progress!"

Looking at Wang Gan's back, the man sighed helplessly and shook his head.

When Wang Qian went to the town to buy something, a high-end car drove straight into the mountain village and came to the bottom of the mountain.

It was Chen Shiyin and her uncle who got out of the car, and they had just arrived from Jeseong.

The two men followed the mountain road into the mountain, and when they came to the mountain, before they could get near the hut, a dirt dog stopped in front of them.

Wang, grinning at them, warning them that it seemed that he would pounce on them at any moment and bite them.

The two stopped, unable to move any closer.

Chen Shiyin took out her mobile phone to make a call, but no one answered, and shouted a few times in the direction of the hut, but no one answered.

"Looks like there's no one in the house." Her uncle looked at the hut.

A gust of wind blows, and the rich fragrance of flowers hits the nose.

"It smells so good!"

He glanced at the half-acre rice field not far away, and purple rice flowers were faintly visible.

"Huh!" He looked slightly stunned.

"What's wrong, uncle."

"That's not your average rice." The man raised his hand and gestured to the rice paddies outside the hut not far away.

"It looks like, it shouldn't be, isn't this kind of rice only produced by those few fields?" He whispered to himself.

"What are you doing?"

Not far away, an old man herding cattle saw them and shouted at them.

"We want to visit the gentleman here." Chen Shiyin replied.

"Oh, you are looking for Wang Qian, he has come down the mountain and is not in the house." The old man said.

"He's going down, so do you know when he's going to be back?"

"It's hard to say." The old man waved his hand.

"What, sir, are you still visiting? It's not good to plant rice, what is there to visit? The old man was puzzled.

"Could it be that he has calculated that we are coming, and deliberately went down the mountain and did not see us?" Chen Shiyin's uncle said.

"W-why?" Chen Shiyin asked puzzled.

"If he is really a strange person with unique skills, most of them don't like to be disturbed, and seeing is fate."

"What then?"

"Wait here for a while."

In this way, the two of them found a stone not far from the hut and sat down, waiting for Wang Qian to return to the mountain.

The earth dog stood guard not far away and stared at the two of them, like a thief.

"Shiyin, you said the last time you came to see him jump from that rock?" The man pointed to a stone three or four meters high not far away.

"Yes, he was meditating cross-legged on that rock, as if he was practicing, just like in the movie."

The man stared at the stone, and the phone in his pocket rang, and he looked and didn't answer.

In less than half an hour after he was here, Chen Shiyin's uncle received five phone calls, all of whom were people who heard that he had come back and wanted to visit him, who were either rich or expensive.

One of them was still the number one leader in the city, but he politely refused.

If he and the others saw him sitting here waiting to visit a young man, I wonder what they would think?

Before I knew it, more than an hour had passed, and I still didn't see Wang Gan's figure.

"Let's go back first, and visit next time." His schedule this time was very tight, and he was able to spare half a day to change his original plan.

After leaving a box of gifts under the big tree on the side, Chen Shiyin left a message for Wang Gan, and the two of them went down the mountain.

Less than an hour after they left, Wang Qian carried a bag of things up the mountain.

The earth dog came down from a distance to greet him, and led him to the big tree outside the hut, pointing to the gift they left behind.

"What is this, has anyone been here?"

Barking

"Oh, come on, what kind of gifts do you bring, I don't know who it is."

After entering the house and taking out his mobile phone, Wang Qian saw an unfamiliar text message.

"Chen Shiyin, is it her again?"

"Rock tea, it looks quite high-end, let's go, let's go back to the house, I'll surprise you." Wang Qian patted the earth dog's head.

The earth dog wagged his tail and followed Wang Qian back to the hut, put down his things, took out yellow paper, cinnabar, and brushes, calmed down, and prepared to draw talismans.

Cinnabar is ink, to masculine to rigid.

Yellow paper is easier to channel,

Wang Qian took a deep breath, abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart, and the "fixation talisman" appeared in his mind, and silently recited the mantra.

forced away the dragon and snake, a little spiritual light gathered on the pen, in one go,

Whew, Wang Gan suddenly felt a little tired.

This is, it has become?

He looked at the piece of rune paper on the table.

Pick it up, pinch the index finger and middle finger of your right hand, and throw it at the earth dog.

Decide!

The rune paper fell to the ground lightly, and the earth dog came to the yellow paper, lowered his head and sniffed, raised his head and looked at Wang Qian with puzzled eyes, and kept wagging his tail.

"I know it's not so easy to succeed, come again!"

One, two, ten,

Before he knew it, it was past noon, Wang Gan felt his head slightly dizzy, ate something, and continued to draw talismans after the lunch break.

In the afternoon, he felt a little impetuous, so he stopped.

Boil a pot of water, make a pot of tea, take a book of Taoist scriptures,

Lying on a rocking chair, drinking tea, chanting,

The mood unconsciously calmed down again.

Until it was dark, he didn't continue to draw talismans, just practiced qi and rested early.

The next morning, after refining qi, return to the hut.

Lay out the yellow paper, prepare the cinnabar, close your eyes and concentrate for a moment, silently recite the mantra, and the pen walks the dragon and snake,

When I put pen to paper, the spell appeared in my mind,

God and Mind are in harmony,

Closing the pen,

The spell flashed.

Holding the rune paper in his hand, he faintly felt a little different.

Decide!

Throwing it at the earth dog,

The charm immediately flew out, turning into a yellow light, breaking through the air like a flying arrow, and landing on the forehead of the earth dog.