Early the next morning.

Li Congyan, who had just gotten up, stood in front of the bronze mirror, which reflected a haggard face, dark yellow skin, bloodshot eye sockets and heavy dark circles, as if he had been up all night for several days.

He rubbed his cheeks vigorously, recalling the dream he had just had.

It's a spring dream again.

It's just that the object is no longer his own lady, but has been replaced by a maid and a small fish. But even if it was a dream, even if the little girl in the dream teased him in every way, he still kept the bottom line and didn't attack a thirteen-year-old child.

When I woke up after the dream, I only felt extremely tired and couldn't lift up a little energy.

"What's going on?"

Li Congyan looked at himself in the mirror and faintly felt that something was wrong.

Then.

His gaze froze, and he suddenly noticed that there was a half-scroll on the edge of the mirror.

Turn your head.

I saw a picture of a girl hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting is so beautiful, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth and eyes as bright as stars.

An inexplicable feeling rose in Li Congyan's heart, as if the girl's eyes were looking at him.

"That's not right!"

He was suddenly shocked, isn't the painting for Xiaoyu? Why did you appear in your room twice?

I happened to have two spring dreams in a row.

Eccentric.

Thinking of this, Li Congyan felt bad, and hurriedly used his magical powers.

However, under the eyes of the law, everything is normal.

It's clearly a very ordinary painting.

"It's weird. ”

Take off the scroll.

I looked at it repeatedly, but I didn't find anything.

Subsequently.

Li Congyan found the little maid who was cleaning up the house, raised the scroll in his hand, and asked, "Xiaoyu, did you hang this painting in my house?"

The little maid put down the work at hand and said in surprise: "Xiaoyu put the painting in the cabinet, why did she go to her aunt again?" After speaking, she opened the wardrobe and saw that the picture scroll was indeed gone.

"Has there been a burglar at home?" the little maid scratched her head, unable to understand.

Whether it's a thief, or someone playing a prank, or something else, I'm afraid I won't be able to figure it out for a while. Li Congyan thought about it and said:

"Bring a brazier. ”

Less.

The scroll burned out in the brazier, leaving only a puddle of black ash.

"Why did you burn it with a good painting?"

The little girl was puzzled.

Compared with before, Li Congyan's face was much lighter: "It's good to burn." ”

"Oh. ”

......

Early the next morning.

Li Congyan looked solemn, looked at the picture of the girl on the wall, and was silent for a long time.

Burned, reappeared.

Scary!

And with that kind of abnormal dreams. Last night's girl is another style of beauty, enchanting and charming, very seductive. But with the first two experiences, he was already on guard and did not have in-depth communication with her.

Three times in a row, he completely understood that he was entangled in something unclean.

“****”

Li Congyan scolded secretly.

After scolding, he still didn't feel happy, poured some water into the inkstone, grinded it for a while, and then splashed an inkstone on the painting, and the girl's picture was immediately stained beyond recognition.

Immediately afterwards, he took off the scroll and ran out into the street, where he found a man leading a mule. This man is a member of the caravan and makes a living by helping people deliver goods on weekdays.

"It's two taels of silver. When you leave the city, walk along the official road, drop the scroll on the side of the road when it gets dark, and then return the same way, and you have completed the task. ”

After speaking, he was worried that the man would be greedy for ink halfway, so he directly opened the scroll before the ink was dry, and said, "The painting has been ruined, and it is useless to you." ”

The man of the horse gang took the silver well, patted his chest, and promised: "It will live up to expectations!"

"Hmm!"

Li Congyan watched the man lead the mule out of the city gate, and only then did he return to the house with a heavy heart when he couldn't see the figure at all.

......

It's early in the morning again.

One place, one painting.

Li Congyan looked at it blankly, not surprised. When he saw the fairy-looking girl in his dream last night, he knew that he would see this damn painting when he woke up.

The fire could not be extinguished, and he could come back again if he was thrown a hundred and eighty miles away, and the picture scroll locked on to him in an incomprehensible way.

"The ghost is not gone—"

He let out a long sigh, and couldn't help but think of the fate of the Tao couple being entangled by a female ghost not long ago, which made people shudder.

Then.

The little maid walked in and was about to take the dirty clothes that her uncle had changed to wash, but when she saw her uncle looking at the painting blankly, she couldn't help but be surprised: "Isn't this painting burned?

Li Congyan shook his head and did not speak.

"My uncle's complexion has been bad for the past two days, and Xiaoyu turned around to make a pot of ginseng tea for my uncle. The little maid said with concern.

"Is there a temple or Taoist temple nearby?" Li Congyan suddenly asked. When encountering such strange things, it is necessary to consult professionals such as monks and Taoists.

"Tianqing Mountain has a Tianqing Temple. ”

"What about the temple?"

"It turned out that there was, but then it was bandits, I don't know which way the king of the mountain led people to slaughter the entire temple, I heard that the monk's head rolled to the ground, and I was afraid to think about it. ”

The bandits were so arrogant, and it was the first time Li Congyan heard of them, so he couldn't help asking: "Has the government sent troops to suppress the bandits?"

"Those Qiu Ba only know how to bully the people, how dare they suppress the bandits?" the little maid said in a disdainful tone.

"......" Li Congyan didn't know what to say.

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Tianqing Mountain, said to be a mountain, is actually a small hill outside the county, originally nameless. At that time, there was a dragon falling in the county, and many people came here, including many outsiders. A priest set up a "Tianqingguan" on the hill, and the hill had a name.

Unlike other Taoist temples, Tianqing Temple is not open to the public, does not accept incense, and has an attitude of indisputability. But it is not completely ignorant of the world, and the Taoist people often go down the mountain to kill demons and exorcise ghosts to ensure the peace of the nearby ten miles and eight towns.

When Li Congyan climbed Yunqing Mountain, it was already noon.

I saw a simple two-story small temple standing on the top of the mountain, the Taoist temple is octagonal, the wall is mottled, the lime is peeling, it looks like it has been some years. The old plaque outside the second floor has several large relief characters - Tianqing Temple.

Doorway.

A teenage priest, carrying a large bookcase that did not fit his size, was closing the door and immediately put on a copper lock.

"Immortal Dao is long. ”

Li Congyan walked over quickly.

The little Taoist priest calmly gave a fist salute and said, "This view does not accept foreign visitors, please come back." ”

Li Congyan saw that he was carrying the burden of his schoolcase and locked the door again, so he asked, "Is the Taoist going out far away?"

"Yes. ”

"Are there any other Taoist masters in the temple?"

"Since the master left, there has been only one Xiaodao left. ”

Li Cong's voice was low: "Mourning." ”

"Master is gone, not dead. ”

"Ugh. ”

"Master said that the world collapsed, demons were rampant, and when a Taoist priest had no future, he cut his hair and left. ”

"Gone to be a monk?"

"I left a note and said to be a bandit. ”

“？”

Li Congyan was a little confused, why did he cut his hair when he was a bandit, Mingzhi?

The little Taoist priest is not very old, but he thinks clearly and speaks very methodically: "Xiao Dao heard from a passing merchant yesterday that there was a group of fierce water thieves in Dongyang Lake, and the leading Taoist spells. Xiao Dao has inquired clearly, that person must be the master, Xiao Dao will go to find him back today. ”

Dongyang Lake, Li Congyan has heard of it, thousands of miles away from Chailong County, very far away. With just two legs, you have to walk back and forth for a month.

"Can the Taoist master soar through the clouds?"

"Don't laugh at the donor, this is the fairy Tao, how can the small way. ”

Can't fly, and when he comes back next time, he won't have to be in the year of the monkey?

Thereupon.

Li Congyan introduced himself and concisely explained the purpose of his visit.

"It turned out to be Li Shizhu. ”

"I'm haunted by weirdness, and I'm asking the Taoist to help. ”

With that, he bowed and saluted.

"The donor doesn't have to be like this, wait for the trail to see first. ”

The immortal path leader raised his little head and faced each other.

Li Congyan was afraid that he couldn't see clearly, so he couldn't help bending down to get closer.

"The donor's seal hall is black, and the heavenly spirit is hidden with a ghostly aura, which is indeed a sign of evil ghosts. ”

"Is there a solution?"

The little Taoist priest looked ashamed.

"Xiaodao is not proficient, the Taoism is shallow, and he is unable to solve the ......"

Li Congyan took out the picture scroll again and handed it over: "Dao Chief, look at this thing." ”

And the strangeness of the scroll was explained in detail.

"Xiaodao was stupid and didn't see anything abnormal. The little Taoist priest was even more ashamed, "If the master is here, there will be a way to solve the benefactor's dilemma." ”

Hearing this, Li Congyan was slightly disappointed.

When the little Taoist priest saw it, he couldn't help but comfort him: "When the little Taoist finds the master, he will definitely come to the door to relieve the donor's worries." ”

The road is far away, and when you two come back, I'm afraid that the daylily will be cold.

Li Congyan thought secretly.

In the painting, the evil ghost tempted him with beauty five times, although he controlled his desires, but only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves. Night after night, sooner or later, it will be impossible to hold on, and if it is on its way, it is unknown what the consequences will be.

As if seeing his concern, or out of guilt for not helping, the little Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and said:

"When the master left, he left some talismans for Xiaodao, but Xiaodao was of little use, so he gave them to Gongzi. ”

After that, he put down the bookcase on his back.

The bookcase was huge, and Xiao Changsheng's body was a little difficult to bear, so Li Congyan hurriedly helped with the handle.

The little Taoist priest took out a few yellow paper talismans from it.

"Evil Charms. ”

"The Talisman of All Things. ”

The little Taoist priest took out two and told him in detail how to use the talisman.

Just two?

Li Congyan looked at the little Taoist priest with a blank eye.

The little Taoist priest saw what he was thinking and explained, "The rest of the talismans need spells and mana before they can be used. Childe has never cultivated the Tao, and it is useless to get it. ”

"That's right. Li Congyan saluted, "Thank you, chief." ”

The little Taoist priest replied with a clear eye.

"Take care, Childe. ”

With that, he put the bookcase back on his back and walked down the mountain.

Li Congyan looked at it in a daze.

Suddenly.

He remembered something, hurried after him, and shouted, "Dao Chief, can I refer to the Guannei scriptures?"

Tianqingguan has a history of hundreds of years, and must have collected a lot of Taoist classics, and it is impossible for the little Taoist priest to take them all away, and the method of salvation may be recorded in it.

The little Taoist priest looked back and was stunned for a moment.

Li Congyan saw that he didn't speak, and thought he didn't agree, so he said again: "Books are easy to be eaten by insects or damp and moldy for a long time, and the Taoist chief doesn't know when he will return, so it is better for me to dry them on my behalf during the period." ”

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest scratched his head.

There are many classics in the view, and they have to be turned out once or twice a year to be published. In the past, Master was doing this, and after Master left, he never bothered to do it again.

You can't just mess with the book.

Thinking of this, he handed over the key. Anyway, the precious belongings and classics have been put in the bookcase and carried with them, and there are only some ordinary books and sundries left in the temple.

Moreover, Li Shizhu doesn't look like a bad guy.

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