I've heard them talk about this before, but I don't believe it in my heart, the newborn baby is placed on the Yellow River, can it still live?

But right now, this Taoist named Zhang Miao also said the same.

No, how did he know?

I tentatively asked Zhang Daoren what it had to do with this, but he didn't speak.

At this time, the water of the Yellow River is turbulent, rising and falling, as if there is a giant beast roaring under the water.

Zhang Daoren stuck the wooden stick on the ground hard, and the sound of 'jingle bell' became more and more urgent, and he lit three long incense sticks in front of the wooden stick.

Suddenly, the wind lessened.

Zhang Daoren took nine more incense sticks, held the incense in both hands, put his left hand on it, lit it and held it high above his head, closed his eyes and recited silently: "Swear to stop all evil, swear to cultivate all good, and swear to save all sentient beings." ”

The fire on the nine incense sticks was actually a strange green.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the water waves roared wildly, and the long incense in front of the wooden stick was extinguished in an instant, and then the countless sounds of 'jingle bells' sounded, becoming more and more intense.

There are also bigger waves, which are accumulating on the surface of the Yellow River, more than a meter high, and if this is splashed, it will make people feel cold.

Zhang Daoren opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes froze, a fine light flashed, and the turbulent water waves suddenly calmed down.

Hand me the nine sticks of incense in his hand, let me hold on to them, as long as the incense is not extinguished, nothing will happen to me.

Before I could reply, I felt a chill, a cry in my ears, a tingling of my scalp, and an invisible pressure sweeping in, and I could even feel as if dozens of hands were clutching my legs.

The incense in his hand burned faster and faster, but in a few breaths, more than half of it was gone.

"Zhang Daoren!"

I screamed, trying to get rid of all the fear in my heart, but the more I did it, the more furious I became.

"Shout what!"

There was a cold snort below, and I hurriedly looked, and a dilapidated bamboo raft appeared on the surface of the Yellow River, and this Taoist was waiting for me on the bamboo raft at this time.

"I'm afraid." I said tremblingly.

Zhang Daoren was expressionless, pointed to the bamboo pole on the bamboo raft, and asked me to jump down and row the boat.

"But I won't."

I hurriedly shook my head, my grandfather didn't let me get close to the Yellow River since I was a child, how could I use this thing, and in this situation, isn't the Yellow River the most dangerous?

"Your grandfather is there, are you going to go?" Zhang Daoren frowned and pointed to a certain place in the Yellow River.

Just as I was looking over, he suddenly jumped and grabbed me and threw me on the raft.

The raft was not big, and the current was so strong that I almost fell off.

I angrily asked Zhang Daoren what he wanted to do, tricked me into coming here, whether he was here to help me.

Zhang Daoren smiled strangely, and pointed his finger at a certain point, and the bamboo raft actually floated slowly in the direction he pointed.

This magical technique shocked me beyond measure, and it also made me creepy.

What exactly is his purpose?

"Chen Yunque!"

Suddenly, there was a roar on the edge of the Yellow River.

I was stunned, and then I looked at it sharply, and saw a person holding a wooden stick hanging a bell, exactly like Zhang Daoren.

There was still a dog standing next to him, and there was also a person standing on the other side, who looked a little old, hunched over, and wet.

It's grandpa!

"Ergou, come back quickly!" Grandpa was shouting anxiously on the edge of the Yellow River, and the dog ran towards me along the bank of the Yellow River, shouting something in his mouth.

It's a pity that the distance is too far to be heard clearly.

Seeing this scene, I was relieved, grandpa was fine, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

No, no, that breath hasn't been relieved yet, and it was lifted up again in an instant, trembling violently!

On the shore before, there was also Zhang Daoren, right?

What was that with me on the raft?

On the bamboo raft, there was a creaking sound, accompanied by an eerie cry.

"Boom"

Zhang Daoren in front of him suddenly distorted his face and turned into a terrifying faceless man, plunging headlong into the water of the Yellow River!

"Help!"

Before I could finish my sentence, the faceless man in the water suddenly grabbed the bamboo raft and overturned the whole thing, and my body was uncontrollable and plunged into the water of the Yellow River.

"Ergou, catch it!"

Standing on the bank of the Yellow River, my grandfather threw the net at me, but fortunately, it was not far away, and I was dragged to the shore by dragging the net.

The water of the Yellow River is so cold, I feel cold all over my body.

"Smack!"

"What are you going down for?"

Grandpa slapped me suddenly, trembling and pointing in the direction of the Yellow River, his angry eyes widened.

I didn't know what to say, I looked at Zhang Daoren aggrievedly, and I didn't dare to blame him.

Zhang Daoren looked at me carefully, his face was gloomy and about to drip water, and he suddenly exclaimed: "Damn, the cool soul and non-poisonous spirit in the three souls and seven spirits are gone, it must be the dirty thing just now, if this soul is entangled in ordinary dirty things, it is fine, but in the Yellow River, if it is discovered by that person, the consequences are unimaginable." ”

"So what to do?" Grandpa asked anxiously.

"Right now, I can only shout souls."

Zhang Daoren made a circle with fire paper, lit three sticks of incense in the middle, and asked my grandfather to pick up a strand of hair from my hair, and put a piece of clothing behind the incense to burn, and took out a yellow talisman with the eight characters of birth written on it, and pasted it on my forehead.

Seeing him holding a broken bowl in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, he knocked the bowl with a wooden stick while shouting: "Eastern rice grain, Western rice grain, southern rice grain, northern rice grain, four big and five square rice grains." The Chen family has a lack of clouds to return! Please go to the Nine Heavens Xuannu, pick up the young boy, and return to Chen Yun for lack of guts! ”

Together, I couldn't move, I felt that my body was not my own, it was like an out-of-body soul, and it didn't take long for the talisman on my forehead to spontaneously combust, maybe it was an illusion, and I felt that my body was not so cold.

Grandpa hurriedly asked, "Daoist, how is it?" ”

Zhang Daoren pondered for a moment before he said: "Well, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and this is not necessarily a bad thing. ”

Grandpa asked again what this meant, and Zhang Daocai said that my soul had returned, and the cool soul that represented wisdom was detained by that person.

"Daoist, this is not good, a person has three souls and seven spirits to be considered complete, my grandson is not a crippled person, please help him recover."

However, Zhang Daoren snorted coldly, saying that it took so much energy to deal with those Xiaoxiao, if that one really wanted him to die, who of us here could stop him. And although I have lost a soul, because of that person, I was no different from ordinary people before the age of eighteen, and now I still leave first, looking for a solution.

At this time, the green coffin exposed in the Yellow River sank strangely.