Cheng Yunshu clicked through my thinking, yin and yang, the foundation of all things, just like the yin qi will gradually arise after noon, and the yang qi will be produced as soon as the child time passes.

The meridian hour is the time of yin and yang chaos.

Ye Jibei is really careful, he should have found out that Lao Ding had a problem.

And he's not weaker than me in terms of expertise.

"Also, do you know what he eats?" Cheng Yunshu glanced at us.

My scalp tingled and I muttered, "It can't be human flesh, right?" ”。

"You guessed it." Ye Jibei snapped his fingers, I immediately retched, I thought his stewed meat was really fragrant, he said it was roe deer meat, I still believed it.

Fortunately, Ye Jibei stopped me from eating meat, otherwise I would have vomited the rice the day before yesterday.

"Damn, how do you know?" Although it was a little disgusting, I was even more scared, I didn't expect an old man in Ding Chengbei to have such a deep city.

But think about it, since he can turn his son into an evil demon general, he must not be an ordinary person.

Besides, the shaman's secret technique is an unpredictable spell, and it is reasonable for Ding Chengbei to have this method.

"Hehe, anyway, I won't lie to you." Ye Jibei smiled mysteriously.

I patted my chest with some fear, and said that it was good that I didn't have a greedy appetite, otherwise I would have been disgusted for the rest of my life.

Relying on the faint light of the lantern, we struggled through the wind and snow, and it took us almost twice as long as we went up the mountain to finally reach the hostel.

After a day and a night's work, the three of us were already exhausted, and fell asleep on the bed and clothes.

I slept until the next morning, and a layer of snow fell on the streets of Yunquan Town.

After breakfast, the three of us rushed to Wujiling again.

As for Ding Chengbei, Lin Chuan said that he couldn't run.

He said that he had already sent the Qingfeng Sect Master at the entrance of the hall to keep an eye on Ding Chengbei.

The Qingfeng Sect Master he was talking about was actually the ghost king at the entrance of the hall.

Generally, they are the ancestors of the disciples who came out of the horse, or they are more powerful ghosts.

"Brother Lin, you are really a disciple!" Ye Jibei said.

"I thought it was a Baojia Immortal!"

"What is the difference between the Baojia Immortal and the Horse Disciple?" I asked, a little curious.

There are not as many Baojia Immortals and Horse Disciples in the Central Plains as there are outside the Guan, and their fame is not as loud as that outside the Guan.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "I am a disciple of the horse, and it is easier to protect the family immortals." ”

The Baojiaxian he said is also a kind of horse, but it is much simpler than a horse.

First of all, Baojiaxian does not need to stand in the hall, and there are not so many immortals, Baojiaxian has only one duty, which is to bless the safety of your family, so it is called Baojiaxian.

Any spirit can be used as a preserver.

Some are ancestral inheritances, such as a big man with Ziwei Doushu, and Mr. Wang's family has a Baojia Immortal.

That's what our ancestors have handed down.

According to Mr. Wang's own account, the fox fairy called himself the Great Immortal, and was brought out of the customs by the ancestor of the Wang family from Tieling more than a hundred years ago.

According to family legend, the ancestor was Shang Kexi's subordinate, and when he knew the news that he was going to march south, the whole family knelt in front of the hall of the great immortal and kowtowed.

That night, the old ancestor had a dream, the great immortal said that let him rest assured that he would go south, and he would also go with it, and also said that the old ancestor would inevitably have a wealth when he went south this time, and the great immortal would bless him with peace and security.

In 1946, Mr. Wang was still practicing the Western School Dan Method, Mr. Wang was a master, Ziwei Doushu had reached the point of reaching the peak, and gathered the heads of all families, Tantra, Taoism, Buddhism and so on.

What a legend.

One autumn night, Mr. Wang was practicing, and suddenly someone came to report that Mr. Wang's master had come.

Mr. Wang hurried to the study to meet the Master.

As soon as I walked to the door of the study, I heard the master and his father say, "Your great immortal master is leaving, in fact, you don't have to hesitate."

Later, Mr. Wang learned that his master had come to persuade Mr. Wang's father to sell his property and go south to Hong Kong Island, but Mr. Wang's arrival interrupted the conversation between the two.

Sure enough, a few months later, Mr. Wang's father, Shao Rugong, had a dream that the Great Immortal Master was going to resign from him.

After waking up from the dream, Shao Rugong was very uneasy, and it was very strange how Mr. Wang's master knew in advance that the Great Immortal Master was leaving, so he suspected that he had supernatural powers and could communicate with the fox fairy, or that he had the ability to foresee the future, knowing that Guangzhou at that time was not as good as Hong Kong Island.

But why do you know where the fox fairy goes?

It's a long story.

It turns out that since the Wang family settled in Guangzhou, they have been worshipping this great immortal.

His tablet occupies a dark room, the door is locked, idlers are not allowed to enter, and women are strictly forbidden to enter.

The tablet is offered on a small offering table, and only the words "the position of the great immortal" are written.

The offering table is not fragrant, and only one raw egg is served every day. On the first and fifteenth days of the new year, a glass of wine is added, and occasionally flowers are offered.

But most of them are when there is something to ask for, which can really be described as "hugging the fox's feet in a hurry".

This raw egg is taken away at dusk. If you don't believe it, there must be only an empty shell left.

Mr. Wang has seen these eggshells, and there is not even a pinhole at the end. However, this great secret, the elders absolutely forbid to speak,

Therefore, some subordinates, who have been working at home for decades, may not know this secret.

There is also a custom in the hometown that the eggshells of the fox fairies should be used by the daughter-in-law of the family to take the lead in carving eggshell lamps.