Chapter 1: The Master Dies
When I was 12 years old, Master came to the village and smashed the temple, and took me up the mountain by the way.
Life on the mountain was boring, and there was nothing left except a thick copy of the Twenty-Four Phases Sutra and rumors of my sister whom I had never met. But fortunately, the rumors and books are quite interesting, so the past few years in the mountains are not boring.
When I was eighteen years old, my master gave me five red tickets and then knocked me down the mountain, saying that this is the rule of our sect, and at the age of eighteen, I must leave the school and stand on my own.
So, I went down the hill and bought a pharmacy, barely making ends meet. As for Master, I haven't seen him since he knocked me down the mountain. Even the small Taoist temples where we used to live together were covered with dust.
It wasn't until a year later that my sister, whom I had never met, came to me covered in scars and told me that my master was dead and had been killed. As she spoke, she showed me a picture.
My master's whole body became extremely distorted, his face was bruised, his body was covered with bruising and purple strangulation marks, his limbs seemed to be forcibly twisted, his eyes were gouged out, and his pupils became bloody and blurred, as if he had been deliberately placed into a bloody cow.
"The physiognomy of the world, the south eye and the north count, the east is lame and the west is broken, the middle is heartless, and the five major magicians share the world. Our master is Nanyan. Three months ago, he was cursed to death. ”
"I should have obeyed Master's last wish and not let you set foot in this horrible and cruel strife. But my talent is so mediocre that I can't take revenge on my own! You are different, Master once told me that you are the most gifted sorcerer he has ever met, and I need you! ”
"Give me an answer in three days."
Before she could ask for the specific method of revenge, the senior sister left quickly and disappeared into the street.
I looked at the crowded street outside the store, and tears rolled uncontrollably.
I don't have a family.
Master was my only family member, it was He who rescued me from that temple in the village, He who made me realize the simple fact that I shouldn't be a sacrifice, It was He who made me feel the warm love I had not felt for a long time, not cold use.
That day, I cried for a long time in the store.
Three days later, instead of coming to the pharmacy as agreed, she was replaced by an uncle who looked to be about thirty or forty years old.
He looks fiercer than anyone I've ever seen, with a non-angry and self-righteous demeanor, and a tiger-backed body, revealing a ruthlessness.
He asked me to call him "Fifth Uncle". Senior sister is kind to him, and she came here to repay her kindness.
The fifth uncle looked at me and lit a cigarette: "Do you want to help your senior sister?" Or rather, do you want revenge? ”
I didn't hesitate, my teeth were about to be crushed, and I nodded.
The fifth uncle asked me to kneel down and kowtow to him three times.
I was puzzled, but I did it. Obviously, he was quite satisfied with my obedient behavior. Then, he asked me to stand up, and while I wasn't paying attention, he slapped me hard: "Lao Tzu hit you, what should you do?" ”
I didn't say a word, I directly raised my hand and exhaled fiercely in the face of the fifth uncle, although I was blocked by the fifth uncle in the end.
Seeing this, the fifth uncle snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and gave me another slap with his backhand.
This slap directly knocked me to the ground, and the corners of my mouth couldn't stop bleeding.
He glared at me viciously and re-lit a cigarette: "Damn, you dare to fight back!" Remember, the world of sorcerers is the strongest, and if you don't have the strength, don't wade into troubled waters, or you'll die a miserable death! ”
Proper forbearance, two slaps, this is the first lesson that the fifth uncle taught me.
On the day I met my fifth uncle, he asked me to sell the pharmacy and go up the mountain with him again.
The days on the mountain passed quickly, half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and under the requirements and training of the fifth uncle, my body became stronger and stronger, and all kinds of fighting and grappling skills were also used by me.
The fifth uncle was quite satisfied with my performance, and he thought that I had met the entry requirements for becoming a powerful magician, that is, to have a healthy and strong body. Then, he gave me a book called "Eighteen Methods of Refining Corpses" and told me to read it carefully, and then he threw me to a woman named Aunt Jiu.
It was the first time I'd ever seen a woman so beautiful, and I dare say he was more beautiful than any female star I've ever seen. The bee waist and round hips, the graceful demeanor, the charm revealed in the gestures, and the smile all touched my heart.
Aunt Nine is the most provocative woman I have ever met, and she is also the most thoughtful woman I have ever seen. Although in terms of strength, she is far inferior to her senior sister and fifth uncle, but she can turn Jiang You's physiognomy world upside down with her own strength, and no one dares to touch her.
Learning to accumulate contacts, work in a scheming manner, and be cautious and subtle in doing things is the most valuable wealth that Aunt Jiu taught me. And this wealth has saved my life many times in the future.
Half a year later, Aunt Nine taught me one last lesson and told me not to trust anyone, especially beautiful women. The more beautiful a woman is, the more it hurts.
After this lesson, Aunt Nine let me go, leaving me only half a dragon-shaped jade pendant, and I never saw her again.
I tied this half of the jade pendant with red thread and hung it around my neck as a talisman.