"Does this big brother want to calculate a hexagram, I guarantee that it is very accurate!" The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi took the gossip banner and sat on a green wooden chair, with an ancient wooden table in front of him, on which were placed talismans, and a small peach wood sword.

"Then calculate for me when I will be able to marry and have children. The young man in cloth walked in front of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi with an honest face.

Taoist priest Zhang Bumi looked at the young man's face carefully, pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "I see that your face is slightly red, mixed with the slightly gray breath of the earth, which belongs to the appearance of the fire inside and outside the earth, and you look honest and honest, but you are actually a little impatient. ”

"Master, my personality has nothing to do with my problems. "His attitude towards the world, the young man knows very well, it is indeed as the Taoist priest said, unconsciously calling him a master, and believing his words in his heart.

"I just said that you are in a hurry, and you immediately became anxious, this is a metaphor for whether you understand or not, there will be karma in a mouthful, and only if you say it vaguely can you avoid the way of heaven. ”

This so-called heavenly secret cannot be revealed, and immortal cultivators have long figured out the way, using the technique of the Five Elements Bagua as a metaphor for cause and effect.

The young man hesitated a little, the Taoist priest didn't explain his marriage clearly, just relying on the words inside and outside the fire, he might be fooling himself, as soon as he thought of himself, the young man's tone became yin and yang, "Then the master means that he can't solve the marriage, and he can't tell the heavens, so there is no difference whether he asks or not." ”

Watching the young man turn around and want to leave, this is the first business today, but it can't just be in the soup, so he hurriedly stayed, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, I didn't say that I wouldn't give you the Five Elements metaphor, after all, you don't cultivate, the karma is not deep, and it doesn't matter much if you talk about the heavens, and it won't affect the pattern of heaven and earth." ”

After the Taoist priest was retained, the young man finally turned around, stared at the Taoist priest's flattering smile, and took out a copper coin for him to solve the five elements metaphor.

Picked up the greasy copper coin, looked at it in the sun, touched it, almost took a bite, and after confirming that it was true, he carefully put it in a small golden bag in his arms, rubbed his hands to warm his hands, and then slowly explained the five elements metaphor, and said and played with the long cyan beard, "Let's talk about the meaning of the outer soil first, your marriage is like clay, and you can make a difference to set off her flowers, and the ugly thing is that you are not even qualified to make cow dung now, so it is the outer soil, which represents the unfinished task." ”

Listening to this, the young man's face became difficult to see, the person he liked happened to be very different from his identity, he was not even qualified to drive for her family, and recently her family was just looking for her a good family, otherwise he would ask a fortune teller for help, but he didn't know that fortune telling was nine times out of ten.

"Don't look so ugly, don't I have a five-element metaphor that I didn't say, what are you anxious about. Zhang Bumi picked up a talisman with the word "Leave the Fire" written on it.

The Taoist priest had words in his mouth, and suddenly his eyes opened, and a purple thunder appeared in the void, and the purple thunder fell on the talisman.

The thunder of the sky stirred the fire of the earth, and the thunder and fire were mixed in an instant.

The talisman was split into waste by the purple thunder, blocking a heavenly punishment for the Taoist priest, and also allowing the metaphor in the fire to be spoken.

"Listen, this time I'm talking about the heavenly machine, the kind that can't be revealed, not only your fate but also the fate of the young lady you like. Zhang Bumi took the waste into the small golden bag in his bosom and put it together with the copper coin.

The cloth-clothed young man straightened his body, straightened his waist, and listened carefully to the Taoist priest's explanation of the five elements.

"Do you know about ceramics?" the Taoist priest asked.

The young man nodded, indicating that he understood.

"The outer earth and the inner fire indicate that you are looking for a job burning porcelain, this is the later word, solve the inner fire, which means that the young lady has already been in love with you, you are like dry firewood, she is Yangmu, you are fire, you can definitely ignite her, but you need an opportunity. ”

The Taoist priest paused, let the young man clear his thoughts, and then said: "Urgent, you must make a move on the day of her marriage, you must make a vigorous noise, like fireworks, you may not know what fireworks are, anyway, it is a kind of gunpowder in the city, blooming like a sky full of stars." ”

"What about the two of us?" the young man had already believed that the two of them were a compatible couple, and began to think of a way out.

The Taoist priest slapped the table angrily, "Rotten wood can't be carved, didn't you say to find a porcelain-fired rice bowl! ”

The honest man decided to snatch his relatives on that day.

But he didn't know that tomorrow would be the day when the person he liked would get married, and he would get married tomorrow when he saw the groom today, although it was very fast, but the woman's parents had to think about the young man in cloth who was close to their daughter.

It's all for the innocence of her daughter, and what kind of system she has become with a country man.

Watching the young man leave step by step, his steps became firm, and he splattered a cloud of dirt.

The Taoist priest understood that he would go to rob the kiss, absolutely, because the young man's eyes changed and he was no longer weak.

"Tomorrow...... It's up to you to win or lose. The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi muttered to himself.

Tomorrow the pattern of the hamlet will change, the fire will ignite the trees, and the fire will not only be between men and women, but also the pattern of the place.

Tomorrow is the day of the exorcism, but it needs an introduction.

"Desire, dryness, let me add another fire. "Brushing his beard, he looks like a master, and he has a sense of strategizing.

Relying on a body of Taoism, for the heavens, changing the pattern of heaven and earth, and laying down interlocking killing machines.

"Hey, hey, this little brother, I think you have the appearance of purple qi coming from the east, do you want to come and count a hexagram. "The original temperament of the fairy wind and bones, the next son fell into the style of a charlatan, with a cheap and flattering smile, almost flattering to the passers-by.

"Then you have to do a good calculation, Dao Chief, when do you say that I will be able to achieve a positive result with the little widow at the head of the village. The clothes were gray and greasy, the hands were dirty and smelled of urine, and the raunchy scruffy man showed the expression of a toad wanting to eat swan meat.

"Be sure to do the math. Zhang Bumi's eyes flashed brightly, and everything was under control.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

As soon as the wind blows, it will burn the evil creatures to death.

......

The next day, a rich lady from the small village got married, and the groom was the son of a rich family, and the two families supported each other to get out of this poor village.

The village is farewell, the firecrackers are spread layer by layer, like a layer of bright red blood, crackling between the burst out of gunsmoke, the demon wind blows, and the smoke covers the entire small village for a while, the people are panicked, everyone looks at the sedan chair blankly, listening to the sound of firecrackers and suona.

The cloth-clothed young man moved, quickly climbed onto the sedan chair, and before the others reacted, before the demon wind stopped, he opened the sedan chair, took the young lady inside, and closed the door.

Hidden in the smoky demon wind, it disappeared with it, and the young lady did not resist at all in this process, as if the two had already colluded to elope on the day of the wedding.

The Taoist priest pinched the talisman and watched it burn little by little, and finally turned into slag, a good storm talisman, which only had the effect of a gust of wind.

......

Since today is the day when the young lady of the two big families in the small village tie the knot, almost no one does not go to ask for a joy, and this is also the best time to do evil.

The scruffy man crept to the house of the beautiful widow at the head of the village, and he smiled, and his steps became powerful, as if the victorious general was returning in triumph.

Justifiably walked to her home, the pharmacy, smelled the medicinal fragrance, felt like her body fragrance, inhaled a few times, and showed an intoxicated expression.

"It's really delicious, and I don't know what it will be like when I actually taste it, so it's really exciting. Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, the man took three steps and made two steps, striding away, he couldn't wait.

There is a fire in my heart that wants to burn, and I want the comfort of a woman's body to calm it.

When I opened the door and entered the pharmacy, I saw a beautiful woman looking at the door boredly, and it happened that the four eyes were facing each other, the man grinned, and the young woman also smiled in response, and the smile was strange.

"I don't know why the proprietress didn't go to take a look at the wedding today, but it was lively. Without turning around, he closed the door.

The proprietress smiled dumbly, "What's so funny, it doesn't look the same, what I look at as a widow just adds to my troubles." ”

The man raised his forehead in a show, and the messy weeds floated white dust, and said in the most satisfactory tone: "Can that Xiaosheng solve the troubles of the boss's wife, Xiaosheng still has a lot of experience in the things in the room." ”

The young woman slapped the table angrily and shouted angrily: "What kind of nonsense are you talking about, just give you a smile and think that the old lady is the kind of indecent wandering girl!"

Suddenly, the young woman immediately turned her face and turned her anger into laughter, and her laughter was like a burst of silver bells, "Just say that you don't practice fake tricks, if you want to show your capital first." ”

"Hehe, right away, just follow the boss's instructions. The sloppy man was untying his loose clothes, his hands were fast, and he took off his essence in three strokes and five divisions.

"Hurry up and put on your clothes!" Chen Qingyunxu covered her eyes with both hands, and looked at the man's smooth body through her fingers, her pretty face was slightly red.

The man looked down with satisfaction, and then looked at the proprietress 's red and tender cheeks, like two red clouds, "How is it?"

"No, the little girl hasn't stripped off yet! I'll show you my big baby!" wisps of cyan smoke filled the air, enveloping Chen Qingyun in it, making a squirming sound, as if she was changing her clothes, and as if a snake was shedding its skin.

One-pair, two-pair, three-pair...... Countless eyes-like things were staring at the man, and the plethora of pupils contained the same gaze, a slight mockery of looking at live food.

The light was shining, but the man didn't react, just watched, his pupils stared deeply into the smoke, and in an instant it enlarged to the point of a fish's eye, and then shrank to the point of a thin needle.

The body shivered, the biting cold wind blew in the closed wooden room, the hairs stood up one by one, the hair stood up one by one, and the things that should not stand stood up.

The cyan wrist touched him, section by finger, I couldn't tell how many were anyway, it was a lot, it extended in consciousness, touched his face, and it was warm like a mother's touch.

A viscous liquid flowed down, similar to breastfeeding, and he gradually sank into the darkness.

A sense of helplessness surrounded the man, his blood stagnated little by little, and he could only stare at one place in despair.

"So cold ......" resembles the face of a dead corpse, glowing blue, and it can be seen that he was a humanoid food in his life, and now he is just a dead thing.

Before death, memories are evoked little by little, and they are memories that are unbearable to look back on and do not want to recall.

It feels like going back to the past, back to fear.

When he was a young boy, he had the happiest life in the village, the richest family, the most amiable father, the most beautiful and generous mother, and he was very close to himself as an omnipotent sister.

In private school classes, the teacher often praises the young man, and the handsome man is dressed in a red robe, which sets off his handsome and chic, graceful and graceful, and the jade tree is in the wind.

It's not boasting, it's a good memory, everything in the memory is the best, and he is also good.

But beautiful things are also the easiest to destroy, as long as there is a little horror, and it is the same green when I think back to that day.

When I came home from school, I waited for my mother to cook, although there were subordinates, but my mother still insisted on cooking by herself, and the reason for her father was that the cooking of subordinates was not as delicious as her own cooking.

The father was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to crack the trap set by his mother, and insisted on letting his subordinates cook, which meant that his mother's food was not as good as his mother's, but his original intention was to let his wife relax.

In the end, it didn't work.

So now it's my mother who cooks.

Waiting, time seems to pass so slowly and impatiently.

Squeak.

The mahogany door was pushed open, and the red was like blood splattered on it, and the bright color was disgusting.

"The son is back!" The door was opened not by the mother, but by the father, who held a bone in his hand, still stained with meridians and blood, and the thin scarlet thread drooped to the ground, drawing an esoteric pattern shaped like a talisman.

"Father, what is in your hand?" asked the ignorant young man, tilting his head.

The father showed the deep, maniacal grin that the boy had been terrifying, and he could see the teeth stained red with scarlet blood, and the eyes glinted with a cyan light.

"It's just...... It's just a meat bone, but it's just a wife's meat bone. The father wept with joy, and in an instant he couldn't cry again, and he changed between wry smiles.

"Ahh!!h

The boy hugged his head and cried.

"It's a dream, it's a dream, it's not real, it's fake, it's not true! I guess I accidentally fell asleep during a private school class. ”

Saliva kept falling, tears mixed with snot falling, eyes didn't know where to look, because it was all bloody, on the ground in the house, it's all there.

It's all flesh and blood, why didn't you notice it when you came in?

There were two headless corpses on the dining table, the smaller one, falling to the ground and rolling, splashing a pool of blood.

"Brother hurry up and eat me, I'm delicious. My sister's voice rang in my ears, and the boy went crazy.

The headless corpse stood up, blood flowing from the bowl-sized cross-section, crimson inside, and blood vessels connected to the bones.

"Don't come here, get out of the way!" the red-robed young man quickly stepped back, and the chair was knocked to the ground.

The fiery red robe was now filled with blood, and it was stained with flesh and dust.

"Brother, I'm your little cutie, have you forgotten?" the corpse approached step by step.

Voices seemed to come from all directions, and then behind them.

Click!

The sound of shattering came from the soles of the boy's feet.

"It hurts...... Woo woo woo ...... "My sister's crying voice is like a silver bell.

When I looked down, I saw my sister's doll-like head at my feet, pale as porcelain.

"Don't ...... No...... Yes!" The boy frantically picked up the chair beside him and pulled it down, again and again, until his sister's head was completely shattered.

The tears turned into bright red tears, falling little by little, between the pieces of flesh mixed with white and red.

"Xiu, how can you!"

Everything was anomalously over, reality returned, his father was holding a steaming meal in his hand, looking at himself with the same way he had seen him before, and his mother was lying on her stomach on the ground, something under her body, little by little overflowing red liquid.

Bang!

The meal fell to the ground, the heart was broken into countless pieces, and the father gave the teenager named Xiu a slap.

Syllable!

Xiu came to his senses, looked at the chair in his hand, and then looked at the blurred body on the ground, it was wearing his sister's clothes, and his mother protected it, but he couldn't save it, because his head had been shattered into slag.

"I ...... No, it's really fake, it's a dream, that's right, it's a dream......" muttered to himself, the boy was running away, and in an instant the color of blood reversed, and everything was dyed bright red again.

Click!!

Little by little, my sister's young body stood up, holding a mutilated piece of flesh, and from the piece of flesh came out of which her sister's voice was like a silver bell.

"Why did you kill me?" the world quieted down, as long as that sentence could not dissipate for a long time, very calm words, steady tone, as if talking about a small matter, such as why my brother snatched my toy.

The mother's corpse hugged itself from behind, and the bloody wind poured from the scarlet neck, and the smell was disgusting.

Father and sister are gnawing on their own flesh and blood, cutting their belly, cutting their hearts and lungs, pulling out their intestines, mixing them and stuffing them in their mouths, or in their necks, spurting out pieces of blood, both sisters and repairers.

- I can't tell anymore, it doesn't matter what is true and what is fake.

......

I can't tell what he is, and I've even been deprived of his image, and it's clear that he looks like he's still alive.

The three souls and seven spirits are all shattered and worn out, and the "people" who have already lost their souls can't feel the spiritual waves on their bodies at all, and they are not even as good as rain, this kind of thing should not exist in the dead people.

"Cough, cough, cough......"