The orthodoxy of the Daomen is in Wudang, and Shushan and the Heavenly Master's Mansion are all side branches, but these three Daomen are not the only ones in the world.

In Dafeng Prefecture, there are hundreds of Taoist temples of all sizes scattered and scattered, and this is the case with the small Taoist temple in Xiangzhou.

Except for the Three Great Daomen, the situation of other small Taoist temples in other places is generally like this, and the Taoist leaders of these Taoist temples are not even as good as the oil and water of a small Taoist priest in Wudang.

On the Tear Luo River, on a ferry boat crossing both sides of the river, a dark-skinned man wearing a hat sat in the corner of the raft in a crowd of threes and twos.

The man closed his eyes and sat quietly, with an ancient sword entangled in strips of cloth at his hand, and the man did not say a word after getting on the raft.

When the raft reached the middle of the river, a little Taoist priest wearing a cyan Taoist robe who looked no more than seven or eight years old was lying on the side of the raft, reaching out to get water, and suddenly, a scream hit.

The man with the hat subconsciously stood up with his sword in his hand and looked towards the bow of the boat.

In the crowd, an old Taoist priest hurriedly walked to the little Taoist boy with a green bamboo pole.

The old man was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, and a pair of yin and yang fish were embroidered on the robe, and the little Taoist boy threw himself into the arms of the old Taoist priest, pointed at the river with trembling fingers, and said with a frightened face, "There are monsters in the river." ”

After the monster shouted, the people on the boat instantly became agitated, and the old Taoist priest scolded loudly after hearing this, "The Taoist is always clear, why not be afraid of the gods, don't talk nonsense." ”

The old man's lesson did not calm down Xiao Daotong, Xiao Daotong gasped for breath, and his face turned red after being frightened, "Master, it's really a water ghost, when I get water, she smiles at me, it's still a female ghost." ”

After hearing the words of the little Taoist, the man in the hat glanced at the figure behind him like a swimming fish, the figure in the river was dressed in a white robe, his face was white and bloodless, and after inadvertently catching a glimpse of the man in the hat, he slipped into the raft like a child who had done something wrong.

The old Taoist priest obviously didn't believe the child's words, and said sharply, "Shut up! ”

Xiaodao's childish hands crossed his hips, twisted to the side, and no longer paid attention to the old stubborn master, the raft crossed the river, not slowing down because of the child's incident, on the contrary, the speed was a few points faster than usual.

When the raft landed, the frightened children jumped off the raft first, followed by the old Taoist priest, and the man wearing the hat was the last to disembark.

The man with a hat had just walked a few steps, and he saw the old Taoist priest walking towards him with a smile on his face, and walked to the man with a hat and arched his hand, "Yangzhou Qingyang Guan Sanzheng Taoist, commonly known as Luo Jingtang, has seen Gongzi." ”

The man's forehead under the hat was twisted together, he reached out to lower the brim of his hat, and said impatiently, "I'm not interested in Taoist priests, take my leave." ”

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand to stop the man, and smiled, "This is the boundary of Jingzhou, and the son is walking in Jingzhou with a thing that is neither yin nor yang, is it a little too bold." ”

The man in the hat stopped, the qi in his body was bulging, the murderous intent in his eyes was fully revealed, and the old Taoist priest retreated with a haha.

"Don't get excited, Poor Dao has no malice, but as a person in the Daomen, he is more sensitive to the breath of this extraordinary thing, and I would like to remind Childe that if you just pass through here, as long as it doesn't hurt people, then it's fine, if you stay here for a long time, you need to be cautious."

The man with the hat took off the hat, revealing a dark face, and a moment later, next to the man, a woman in a white robe appeared behind the man timidly, and after seeing the woman's pale face, the little Taoist priest was directly frightened and shouted, "Master, the water ghost, it's the water ghost......

The three Daoist covered the little apprentice's mouth and coughed twice, "Don't talk nonsense." ”

The man lowered his eyebrows and said, "I won't stay long when I pass through here, thank you for the reminder." ”

The old Taoist priest nodded, let go of Xiao Daotong's mouth, and looked at Xiao Daotong fiercely, Xiao Daotong was too frightened to say more, "Then we will meet again, and the poor Dao will leave." ”

The man gave up his hand and left the old Taoist, the woman behind him stared at the little Taoist boy, the man put on a hat and said in a deep voice, "We're going to continue our journey." ”

The woman retracted her head, a look of frustration and disappointment on her face, and walked forward.

The old Taoist priest took the little Taoist priest's hand and slowly walked towards the Daomen Ancestral Courtyard Wudang Mountain, walking until the twilight was gloomy, and the little Taoist priest couldn't help but ask, "Master, was that a water ghost just now, if yes, then why could she stand on the ground, but if not, then how could she appear in the river?" ”

"That's not a water ghost, to be precise, a kind of half-alive yin thing, people do not immediately lose consciousness and die after stopping breathing, but retain a part of their consciousness, if the consciousness is strong enough, and even can come back to life, this is what the folk call the soul.

And Yin is a person who has been buried and returned to the soul, a monster cultivated under the condition that the true qi and yin qi are extremely abundant, they cultivate to a high level, their hands are ruthless, they feed on human blood, they kill people when they see them, and people avoid them.

But the one we encountered today, although it is also a feminine thing, but it does not mean to hurt the people, looking at her appearance, it seems that she is still a little timid, which is quite interesting. The old Taoist priest said thoughtfully.

The little Taoist priest's eyes were dull and thoughtful, "If it doesn't hurt people's femininity, is she still a feminine?" ”

The old Taoist priest thought for a long time and said, "Master, it's the first time I've seen a living yin thing, and I can't say anything for a while, but I'll know when I see you in Wudang, and Uncle Zhang will ask." ”

The little Taoist priest nodded.

Under the twilight, the old Taoist priest looked at the little apprentice beside him and said loudly, "It is difficult for people to gather, the road is difficult to walk, and the lonely souls in the mountains laugh at the dust; Things are difficult to achieve, love is difficult to have, and the turmoil is far away. ”

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There is a village on the outskirts of Yangzhou, named Zhuangjia Village, because the whole village has more than 100 households all surnamed Zhuang.

Three hundred years ago, there was a book in Zhuangjia Village, as the saying goes, a person gets the way of the chicken and the dog ascends to heaven, especially in the remote villages, Zhuangjia Village has been brilliant for decades, and the village took this opportunity to build an ancestral hall and repair a genealogy.

This glory also came to an end with the death of the famous Shangshu, and now there are less than 20 families left in the village, and the ancestral hall of the village is also in disrepair and dilapidated.

In the moonlight, a young man knelt in front of the ancestral tablet covered in cobwebs, his hands folded in obedience.

The young man's name was Zhuang October, and when he returned to his hometown after a fifteen-year absence, his expression did not have too many waves, on the contrary, his face was full of calmness and calmness that did not match his age.

After worshipping the ancestors, the young man slowly untied the strip of cloth on the sword, and a sword with a black body and a slender body appeared in the man's hand.

At the moment when the sword was sold, Zhuang Shiyue's right hand holding the sword shook violently, and the black true qi instantly covered the sword body, and the man stared at the ground under the table where the ancestors were enshrined, and stabbed into it with a sword, and the sword body instantly sank into the ground.

As the true qi was poured into it, the entire ancestral hall shook violently, and the tablets on the offering table shook even more violently.

A moment later, Zhuang Shiyue's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, the man's eyes were bloodshot, his left hand was pressed on top of his right hand, and he held down the sword in his hand.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the offering table collapsed, the ancestral tablet fell to the ground, the sword was drawn, and black gas lingered in the hole above the ground.

After a quarter of an hour, the black air became lighter and lighter, and the entrance to the cave gradually collapsed, and when the entrance completely collapsed, a pair of mud-covered but pale hands burst out of the cave on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a woman-like figure slowly crawled out of the hole, the woman was dressed in rotten and tattered clothes, and she couldn't even cover her privacy, her long hair covered with mud was stuck to the back of her head, and her stiff body crawled out of the hole little by little.

Zhuang October looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes were flat and there was no fear, as the woman completely climbed out of the ground, Zhuang October started to restore the ancestral hall to its previous appearance, the woman raised her head and looked around, extremely confused.

The young man walked up to the woman lightly and helped her wipe the dirt off her face, revealing a pale but beautiful face, "By generation, I should call you Uncle and Grandmother." ”

The woman looked at the stranger in front of her with a dull expression, and after a long time, she slowly laughed.

This smile is even more terrifying.

After hearing the movement of the ancestral hall, the people in the village also hurried over, but when they arrived, the ancestral hall was already empty, and the people in the village looked at each other, and after respectfully worshipping in front of the ancestors, they dispersed in twos and threes.

After bringing her uncle and grandmother out of the ancestral hall, Zhuang October took her directly to the river, and after the river washed away all the dirt on the woman's body, a generous, slim woman in the boudoir slowly appeared in front of Zhuang October.

The woman stood naked in the river, Zhuang Shiyue closed her eyes, and took out the white robe prepared in advance to help the woman put it on.

"Uncle and grandmother, I'll take you home."

The young man looked up in the northwest direction and walked slowly forward.

Li Qianluo, this is the name of his uncle and grandmother, and it is also the name that his grandparents remembered until they died in a foreign country.

My uncle and grandfather were soldiers of the Beidi Army, and when they joined the army, they rescued their grandmother who fled from the Beiban, and the two became attached to each other for a lifetime.

When my uncle and grandfather brought their young and beautiful uncle and grandmother to the village to worship their ancestors, many people in the clan thought about the beautiful uncle and grandmother, but they were afraid of their uncle's and grandfather's status as soldiers, and they could only shake their heads when they looked at their uncle and grandmother who were alone all the year round.

It wasn't until two years later that the border was on fire, and a bloody letter was sent to Zhuangjia Village, and Zhuang October's uncle and grandfather died on the battlefield.

While Zhuang October's grandparents were grieving for his brother's sacrifice, the patriarch of the Zhuang family had crooked thoughts about his widowed uncle and grandmother.

On a dark moon and a high wind, the patriarch climbed the wall and got into his uncle's room, and the uncle and grandmother swore to die, and finally the shouting attracted the attention of the whole village, and the old patriarch was blocked in the widow's house.

Who knew that in front of the whole village, the old patriarch bit back and said that his uncle and grandmother had seduced him and asked him to come here for a private meeting late at night.

At this moment, everyone turned their condemning eyes on the disheveled and tearful uncle and grandmother.

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, and this sentence is not false at all, how many men in the village covet his uncle and grandmother, and how many women are jealous of his uncle and grandmother's beauty.

This was supposed to be a night of disrepute for the old patriarch, but it turned into a night of insulting and humiliating Uncle Zhuang Yue's grandmother.

The next day, the humiliated uncle and grandmother died of hatred, and Zhuang Yue's grandparents hated the patriarch and the villagers to the core, and left the village after burying the uncle and grandmother in the wasteland behind the ancestral hall, never to return.

Who knows fate, in fact, Zhuang October's uncle and grandmother are not completely dead, and when the ancestral hall was built, the choice was a feng shui treasure, under the yin and yang mistakes, under the nourishment of the abundant yin and true qi of the ancestral hall, the uncle and grandmother who should have hated the west became what it is now, that is, the yin thing that people say is half immortal.