Chapter 20 Jiuhua, Xie Tiantong

Not much to say, when I finished dinner and woke up a little, it was already about six o'clock in the evening, and I felt that the time was about the same, and the old man should finish eating, so I went out of the school gate and took a taxi to Baishi Street.

The crematorium is not too far away, in the south of the city, in a remote part of the city far from the city center, and there are not so many people. It's a mountainous area, but it's not very high, just some small hills, a path up the hill, and it doesn't take long to get to the crematorium. The crematorium and the funeral parlor in our city are together, so as long as it is a white thing, it must be here.

When I got to the ground, I gave the master money, got out of the car, I looked at the path up the mountain in front of me, the master didn't want to go up the mountain, so I stopped at the crossing. There is a road outside the path, and if you follow the road, you will soon be able to go to a university, and you will still be a bachelor's degree, which is better than mine. Further down is the city center, and on the other side are some car companies, which are not desolate.

Take a step up the hill, because there is a crematorium, a funeral home, and Baishi Street, this path has also been repaired, not sand, but a brick and stone road, which is easy to walk. I've never been here before, and I'm a little nervous about walking this way.

The road is not long, it will take a while, the first to arrive is Baishi Street, and then there is the funeral home, and the cremation furnace is in the last mountain.

As soon as I walked in, I immediately felt that it was a gust of yin wind, including Xiao Mo in my body, who was also a spirit, and I could clearly feel her reaction, she was also a ghost and was very sensitive to this aspect.

Baishi Street is not long, a hutong, the feeling of an alley, not like a modern street, there are Baishi shops on both sides, but to be honest, what can be related to Baishi? On both sides of the street, the doors are half-hidden, as if they are not open, and there are some flower baskets and paper money outside the door.

The doors are large and small, some are broken, even if they are fully opened, they can only allow one person to pass, and two people can not walk away side by side; some of the doors are painted with new paint, and the door knocker is also clean and large, enough to accommodate two or even three people. There are all things to do at the door, some people at the door, and some people at the door. Of course, Baishi Street, let's say no one, it's just someone, and they can steal things at your door? The flowers at this door are not roses, and the money is not real money, and it's bad luck to steal it, besides, stealing the money of the dead, not afraid of retribution?!

There are all kinds of people in Baishi Street, some are old men, with the appearance of a sixtieth birthday, sitting on a small horse, leaning against the door, their eyes drooping, and they don't know whether they are asleep or not; there are also old women, with wrinkled faces, walking around the courtyard with crutches and bent waists, looking at the flowers and plants, and looking outside the door from time to time; there are also middle-aged men, who look muddy and stuffy, with bulging cheeks, holding a big fan, fanning the wind, and looking left and right; there are also weak people, who look in their thirties, thin and weak, sitting under the trees in the courtyard and reading a book, and when I pass by, I look inside, and pause, but he doesn't look up at me; and there are fortune tellers, sharp-beaked monkey gills, bald, with two mustaches, and a crutchThere are also girls, who are in their early twenties, a little older than me, walking gracefully, smiling in a thousand ways, but maybe they have been on Baishi Street for too long, and their faces are a little white and a little blue.

After walking for a while, I suddenly thought that the old man, he just told me at that time, there is a colorful shop on Baishi Street, but he didn't say which one, how can I find it! But after I walked around, I found that I was too worried, or rather, this old man was too naughty.

The name of this zha cai shop is actually called "there is a zha cai shop"!

This old man didn't grow up watching Xing Ye's movies, and I didn't think it was right, he was older than Xing Ye.

I took a deep breath and stepped inside. As soon as I entered, the first thing I saw was a bird cage and a golden bird inside!

Hey, it's small, but you can't fool me, this bird is none other than the big bird that the old man rode last night.

On both sides of the door are paper figures, hanging two walls, full, this bird cage is hung on the side, the wind blows, the paper man also moves, this cage also moves.

It may have been that I had made a noise when I entered the door, and the bird in the cage looked up at me, and its eyes were full of laziness. It also knew me and knew why I was here, so it shouted directly inside: "Old man, that kid is here!"

If this is an ordinary person, it is estimated that it will be scared to death, in the evening, a bunch of paper people, birds speak human words, and it is not a parrot, it says this with feelings and tones, very similar to what people say, as if a person dubbed the bird again. But for me, it's nothing, I've heard it since I was a little Journey to the West, Jigong Biography, I know monsters, ghosts, etc., and I've seen the power of ghosts recently, I just saw this bird last night, and today it's such a virtue, I know that this must be a monster. It is estimated that he is here with the old man, guarding the door in his spare time, and being a mount when he is in his spare time.

Then you have to say that this bird is the same as it is with other birds? That doesn't work, who is it? Flap your wings and knock me down, you have to hurry up.

"Master Bird, you rest. "Polite words, no words to talk to.

The bird listened to me, looked back at me with interest, looked at me twice, and "poof" and was happy.

"Hahaha, you kid is smart, and you know how to stammer with me, no courtesy, but...... This word bird is really not good, why don't you call me in the future...... Well, just call me Uncle Jinwu. ”

You have a face!

What is the golden crow, that is the sun! The golden crow is a three-legged golden crow, is a holy bird, legend has it that the first ten golden crows in the sky, that is ten suns, was shot down by Hou Yi nine of them, and finally there is one, until now. What are you? Yes, you are powerful, and you are indeed golden, but you are not a golden crow.

Thinking so in his heart, he didn't dare to say it, and hurriedly said: "Yes, Uncle Jin Crow, Uncle Jin Crow." ”

At this moment, the old man came out of the house, and when he heard me call the bird like this, he laughed and said, "What Uncle Jinwu, he is just an ordinary finch, his name is Jiuhua, I received it from Jiuhua Mountain, in the name of the mountain, you have to call it, call it Brother Hua, Brother Jiu or something." ”

As soon as I heard it, my mind turned, and I hurriedly said: "Hey, this Jiuhua has allusions, and it sounds good, but Uncle Jin Crow is domineering, so let's fold it, call it Jiujin Crow, how about Nine Golden Crow." ”

When he heard what I said, the old man laughed again and said, "You little devil. ”

That bird Jiuhua too, hearing that I still retained the word "golden crow", I was also happy, and even said: "Not bad, this name is good." ”

After laughing twice, the old man coughed lightly twice, beckoned, and said, "Come on, come on, come in and talk." ”

After saying that, I turned around and went into the house, and I quickly followed. When I entered the house, I found that the whole room was antique, with carved wood decorations and wooden beams. The room is bright and dark, as soon as you enter the door, it is a living room, there are three chairs in each row, a total of six on the left and right, and there is a small table between the two and two, which can place tea trays and teacups. Directly in front, there was a small table with two Taishi chairs on either side, facing the door. On the wall behind it, there is a flying dragon depicted, soaring through the clouds and mist, colorful, and quite powerful.

On both sides, each is a room, when I walked to the door, I turned my head to look, the door was not closed, the things inside were clear, the left one seemed to be the bedroom, should be the old man's sleeping place, the right one seemed to be a study, look at the shelves inside, there are books.

The old man ignored me, walked straight forward, walked to the chair on the right in front of him, and sat down. From my point of view, he is on the right, and from his point of view, he is rushing to the door, which is on the left. This is the rule, the left is respected, the guests come to the house, the guests are on the left, and the husband and wife are on the left. Although I am a guest today, after all, I am here to study, so naturally I can't sit here.

"Ah, sit, sit. When the old man saw that I was still standing, he waved me to sit down, and of course I couldn't sit next to him, so I sat on the first one of the three chairs in a row on one side.

The old man smiled, looked at me, and opened his mouth to ask, "Guo Rui, your surname." ”

“......”

I didn't know how to take his words all of a sudden.

"Oh, hahahaha, old and old, old and confused. ”

The old man joked, but my heart was moved, I never reported my home, how did he know my name, not to mention, last time on the rooftop, he also directly said "with that little thing in my heart" It seems that he not only knows my name, but he also knows the secret of my ability.

Oops, master!

"Master, senior, don't joke, I'm here this time, not for anything else, I'll learn skills. ”

"Oh?" the old man pinched his beard, looked at me with interest, and asked, "Why do you want to learn this skill?"

"In order to live, in order not to be killed by ghosts, in order to find out what happened to me a thousand years ago. ”

I'm telling the truth, don't fix those who don't have it, what "punish evil and promote good", "do the way for heaven", "subdue demons and eliminate demons, eliminate demons and defend the way", that's all false, my purpose is what I said, it's very simple, but very realistic. I learned this skill to protect myself, to avoid being killed by ghosts and using them as a tonic, and of course, to facilitate my actions after I recover the memories of my previous life.

According to what the unreliable national teacher said, the strength of the Holy King is the strongest in the world, the general in my previous life is at most equal to him, and besides, after the reincarnation of thousands of lifetimes, his strength will definitely go further, if he wants to kill me after I go back, then I will definitely not be able to beat him. In case, these days, he has cultivated a few more cronies, subordinates or something, with more against less, I have no chance of winning, learn some skills now, and I can use them in the future.

When the old man heard my purpose, he laughed again: "Hahaha, you little ghost is quite sincere, unlike some people, who are full of demon slaying and defending the way, but they are bullying others." That being the case, that ...... And I will take thee. ”

What...... What!

Received?!

It's that simple!?

I thought it was so difficult, I thought he would definitely have to test me, let me pass three or five levels or something, why, just say a word, just accept it?

The old man seemed to see my doubts, and waved his hand: "Hey, don't worry too much, I said to receive, that is to receive, just as the so-called teaching is classless, since you want to learn, then I will teach you, but there is one point, success or not, but in your own body, if you don't practice well in the future, the spell is low, don't blame me for teaching badly." ”

"That's that, naturally I don't dare. I'm going to do my best. ”

The old man looked at me, pinched his beard, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, then from now on, you are my disciple, tell you my name, old man, my name is Xie Tiantong." ”