Yunbi County, legend has it that there was a Yunjun stepping down the clouds here, and there is still an ancient wall painted with this scene, and this county is also named because of this.

The Taoist people rode donkeys to come in the dust, the more they came to the north, there was a sense of desolation, the grass on the road was withered and yellow, and the dust and sand were bursting, until the vicinity of Yunbi County was better.

Outside the city, you can see a lot of greenery, and although the water of the stream is thin, it also has the meaning of murmuring.

The first thing I saw when I arrived in Yunbi County was an old tree outside the city gate, with coiled roots, thick branches, and mottled city walls and the ancient seal of Yunbi that was quite old, full of traces of time.

There are a lot of old and young masters resting under the tree, and even put up a chess game, there is no sense of excitement in Jiangzhou and the southern big city, there are not many merchants and pedestrians coming and going, but there is a sense of leisure.

The lazy donkey stopped under the tree, poked the donkey's head and looked at the chessboard, if it weren't for the empty dust fairy not allowing it to speak, I am afraid that at this moment, I would have to point out the country, and the other party lifted the table.

The Taoist bent down and asked an old man under the tree: "May I ask my husband, how far is this place from Lingzhou?"

The old man pointed to the northwest direction: "After the front, it is Lingzhou, and the little road chief is going to Lingzhou?"

The Taoist nodded: "I want to fight Lingzhou." ”

The old man immediately became serious and admonished: "The little Taoist should have just come down the mountain, I advise you not to go." ”

The Taoist asked, "Why did the old man say that?"

The old man sighed: "The harvest in Lingzhou was not good last year, and this year it was a disaster, and now it is very chaotic. ”

"You go to Lingzhou at this time, and it's not worth it to have three long and two short ones on the road. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he pointed out a clear path to the Taoist: "Let's rest in the city today, let's go back!"

The Taoist didn't explain or say anything: "Thank you, old man." ”

rode a donkey towards the city, but the Taoist was quite concerned about the situation in Lingzhou, which the old man said.

In Yunbi County, there are many men, women and children around the street, watching the excitement, and pointing at the inside.

Many people put down their burdens, the dry firewood they carried, and the wheelbarrows they were pushing, and they seemed to be attracted by what was happening in front of them.

The brocade-clothed young man who had just walked out of the Zhu Gate had not walked a few steps before he was stopped by a tall, sturdy and mighty gray-clothed monk.

This monk has short vigorous hair, just like a hedgehog, although he looks tall and strong, his face is charitable, clean and tidy, which makes people feel good at first sight.

The benefactor stayed. ”

The young man in brocade was quite educated, and he was not angry when he was stopped, but asked, "What is the matter with this master?"

The master looked at the face of the brocade-clothed young man, and then nodded as if he had finally confirmed.

"Do you often feel dizzy and weak?"

"That's right!" the brocade-clad boy was amazed.

"In the dead of night, you still feel the roar in your ears, as if someone is hissing in your ears?" said the master one after another.

The brocade-clothed young man was even more surprised, and hurriedly took a few steps forward: "That's right, why does the master know?"

"I used to think that there was a buzzing sound in my ears, and when I asked others, they said no, and I was worried about whether there was something wrong with my ears. ”

"Listening to the master at this moment, I'm not haunted by evil spirits, right?"

The more the brocade-clothed boy felt that this was the case, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he felt that the humming sound was abnormal, as if it was ringing in his ears again.

Just like ordinary people, as long as they read more medical books and listen to rumors, they are also suspicious and suspicious that they are scared of themselves.

The master shook his head again and again: "No, no, poor Dao is not those warlocks who deceive the rivers and lakes, how can he talk about everything about ghosts and gods." ”

"The donor has not been married for a long time, right?" said the master.

"The master is really clever. The brocade-clothed boy nodded again and again, looking like he was not deeply involved in the world.

"Young people, it is inevitable that newlyweds will be like this, and if they are more restrained in the future, these situations will be gone. ”

Although the master said it vaguely, when no one on the street heard the meaning, everyone suddenly burst into laughter, revealing ambiguous looks, and some women and little girls turned red with shame.

The young man in brocade was red-faced, and at this time, the master struck while the iron was hot, revealing his true purpose.

"Don't worry, the poor monk has a bottle of Dali Pill here, just eat it, and ensure that this situation will never happen again in the future, and it can also strengthen the body and avoid all diseases." ”

Although the young man in brocade was a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it really useful?"

"Of course, this is the secret recipe of Tianlong Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years. ”

With a whisper, one hand of silver and the other hand of Dali Dan fell into his sleeve.

The crowd of onlookers around kept coming forward to buy a bottle, and in a short time, the master made a lot of money.

After putting away the silver, but the matter was not over, the master looked at the brocade-clothed boy again.

"But this is just a small matter, the real danger is the severed head curse on the donor's neck. The master's face really showed a solemn look, and he had just separated himself from the Jianghu Warlock, and immediately merged into one after receiving the silver.

"What beheading curse?"

As soon as the brocade-clothed young man finished speaking, he saw the master take out a mirror and stretch it out in front of him.

The brocade-clothed boy immediately saw himself in the mirror, and there was a blood-red mark on his neck, as if he had been beheaded.

The young man in brocade was immediately frightened, and stretched out his hand to touch it.

The master immediately shouted angrily: "Don't touch, don't touch." ”

"This severed head ghost spell will explode faster when you touch it, if you don't want to die, stop it quickly. ”

The scene just now had already made the young man in brocade believe in this master, and he panicked at the moment and knelt on the ground.

"Master, help, what is this beheading curse?"

The master did not rush to speak, but let the people around him look at him and say, so that through this move, his name could spread in the city faster.

"Everyone, please look here, you should be able to see it!"

Everyone smacked their tongues one by one and kept looking at the blood marks on the neck of the young man in brocade, and they didn't dare to approach, but avoided a few steps, which made the young man panic even more.

"I saw it, I saw it!"

"I just saw it, right?"

"This is the legendary guillotine scar!"

"How could this kind of thing appear for no reason? This son of the Lin family, I'm afraid he got into trouble with something unclean, right?"

The monk sighed: "The poor monk walks the world, and he has seen this kind of thing in the Southern Dynasty, which is called the Beheading Ghost Mantra. ”

"It's the famous witchcraft of the Southern Dynasty, the middle one is dead, donor, have you offended anyone recently?"

"I think I've heard of this stuff too. Immediately, there were people around who chimed in.

"It is said that all those who were hit died. "Others say it.

"I think I've heard of it, too. "Don't you say a word at this time, don't you seem to be shallow and haven't seen the world.

In just a short period of time, this beheading ghost curse that I don't know where it came from seems to be known to the whole world, and it can even be ranked among the top ten murderous curses.

The people around said: "Let's ask the master to go back and take a look, and give you a solution, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case!"

The brocade-clothed boy howled in fright, and stepped forward to hug the master's thigh: "Please also ask the master to save me!

The master compassionately took out the Buddhist beads from his sleeve and looked up at the sky: "If I don't go to hell, who ......?"

There is a secret joy in his eyes, it looks like he is going to make a big deal this time!

Before he could finish speaking, the master seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked out of the crowd.

At this time, a Taoist came on donkey street, and the crowd seemed to unconsciously get out of the way.

The Taoist didn't watch this farce, and passed directly by the master monk and the brocade-clothed young man, and went away.

Then, the sound of a long voice came from afar.

"When I went back, I washed my neck carefully, and the lanyard faded. ”

The young man in brocade reacted, grabbed the jade plate hanging on his chest inside his shirt, and took it out to see that it was indeed a brand-new red rope.

When the man wiped it again, the so-called "severed head ghost curse" on his neck was wiped off and turned into a red dye, dyeing his hands and neck red.

"Poof!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

The street burst into laughter, overturning the entire street.

Whether it is the aunt who sells vegetables, the man who sells firewood, the hunter who rushes to the market, and the men, women and children of the whole street, they are laughing and laughing, and they are very happy.

The brocade-clothed young man was furious, got up from the ground all of a sudden, grabbed the jade plaque from his neck, and pointed to the position where the monk was just now.

"You ......"

He stood up and tried to catch the liar, only to find that he was no longer in the crowd.

Escaped without a trace.