The raccoon dog knew the meaning of Wu Laodao's words, and it put down its front legs and turned around on the ground for a small turn, explaining the reason for the relationship with the Wang family.

It all started 10 years ago.

In those years, on the back mountain of Xiaowangzhuang, there was a dilapidated mountain temple, in which two raccoons, one gray and one white, practiced in it.

One day, the grey civet went out foraging, and when he came back, he happened to see the young Wang Changgui leading several family members out of the broken temple.

Since that day, the white raccoon has disappeared without a trace, and this is the grudge between the Wang family and the raccoon.

The grey civet gave a general explanation, climbed the wall and left the king's house.

After the raccoon dog left the side yard, Wu Laodao walked up to Wang Changgui, who was lying under the tree, stretched out his hand to probe the pulse around his neck, and then said, "Qing'er, you go and open the door of the side yard." ”

Zhou Qing answered, trotted to the closed round courtyard door, opened the door, and saw Wang Baichuan and three servants with anxious faces.

Outside the courtyard, the four of them returned to the old tree with Zhou Qing, and helped the prince of the Wang family out of the side courtyard, and then the master and apprentice were led by a domestic servant to a living room.

There was a round wooden table in the hall, and the dishes on it were sumptuous, Zhou Qing entered the table and ate with chopsticks under the hospitality of the servants of the Wang family, and Wu Laodao sat down on the side.

After a while, Wang Baichuan came to the hall with a few gold ingots, and behind him, Wang Changgui, who was supported by two domestic servants.

"Changgui'er, thank you for saving your life. ”

"Thank you for saving your life. Wang Changgui, who was pale, thanked him and was helped aside by the servant and sat down.

Wu Laodao nodded, looked at Wang Changgui and asked, "Do you know why you have this experience?"

When Wang Changgui heard this, he shook his head puzzled, and then looked at his father, and saw that he was also puzzled, and then looked at the old Taoist priest.

Wu Laodao roughly said what the gray fox said just now, and he was speechless.

Wang Changgui, who was sitting on the chair, frowned, looked at a certain place in the hall in a daze, fell into deep thought, and after a while, he stood up from the chair.

"Ten years ago, I did go to the back mountain, but I didn't see a white beaver, let alone kill it, as for the mountain temple you mentioned, I remember that I did go in at that time, and the reason was because I happened to be near the ruined temple, and I saw a dazzling light flashing in the temple, thinking that there were immortals descending, but after entering, I found that it was just an empty temple. ”

Regarding Wang Changgui's words, Wu Laodao just nodded.

After a while, the master and apprentice entered a guest room and rested under the guidance of a servant of the Wang family.

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On the seventh day of the first month, Dongguo Town is unusually lively, early in the morning, the people on the street are like fish, rushing towards the east of the town.

After leaving Xiaowangzhuang, Zhou Qing's master and apprentice came to an inn in the town and stayed.

"Qing'er, you want to go out for the teacher, and you stay in the inn to read the books on studying magic. Standing in front of the window and looking at the crowd on the street, Wu Laodao left this sentence, walked out of the inn and poured into the crowd.

From Zhang Shan's mouth before, Zhou Qing knew that the crowd outside was going to a Sumeru temple on the edge of the town to pray, and the friend who his master disappeared was also related to that temple, so he was clear about the purpose of his master's outing.

After the old Taoist priest left, Zhou Qing picked up a worn-out book and looked at it, this is a book that records spells, there are more than ten spells in it, which are detailed records of spells, footwork, tricks, talismans, and so on.

Since the writing of this world is the same as that of Huaxia, Zhou Qing has no obstacles in reading the book.

According to Wu Laodao, the operation of powerful spells all need to be guided by spiritual power, and if people want to use spiritual power, they first need to open their minds, and there is also a saying called Chong Ling.

Only after a person has opened his mind can he open the spiritual platform and truly absorb the majestic aura between heaven and earth, either by cultivating or giving, this can be regarded as a real Taoist monk.

Although the current Zhou Qing is still a long way from enlightenment, and he is not capable of casting the spells in the book, it is not a bad thing to be familiar with these spells in his heart first.

Holding the book and turning it through until Xiang Wu, Wu Laodao did not come back, Zhou Qing put away the book and pushed open the door of the guest room, went downstairs to eat something, stood in front of the inn for a while, and returned to the room.

After returning to the room, he took out a thick handwritten book, which was called Miscellaneous Records of Travel, which recorded some strange things that his master and master encountered when they were traveling.

This wandering miscellaneous book is like a story painting, one after another, and the stories inside Zhou Qing seemed to be fascinated, until the night outside the house came, he put down the miscellaneous notes in his hand.

"Why hasn't Master come back yet, is something wrong?" Walking to the window and looking at the night outside the house, Zhou Qing felt a little worried in his heart.

Although he and Wu Laodao only got along for a short month, after this month of getting along, the relationship between their master and apprentice was not shallow.

Just when Zhou Qing in front of the window was secretly worried, Wu Laodao's voice came from outside the house.

"Qing'er, open the door. ”

Opening the door, Wu Laodao walked into the room with a solemn face, did not speak, sat on a wooden chair and pondered.

"Master, is there any news from your friend? ”

From Zhang Shan's mouth before, he roughly knew the situation of Sumeru Temple, and now combined with his master's expression, Zhou Qing roughly knew in his heart that the temple must be tricky.

"Yes, that temple is not simple, and when the teacher went to explore it today, he did not notice the slightest evil spirit, but he saw a trace of strangeness in the bodies of the ten people who prayed. ”

"What's weird?"

In response to Zhou Qing's question, Wu Laodao did not respond, but took off the black cloth bag on his back, put it on the table, and took out a palm-sized yellow cloth bag from it.

There were two black talismans in his pocket, Wu Laodao took them out of them, took them in his hand and looked at them carefully.

"Qing'er, this talisman is the Heavenly Thunder Spirit Talisman left by your ancestor, there were originally three paths, but one was used for the teacher in the past few years, and there are only two left. ”

After looking at the talisman for a long time, Wu Laodao took out a black talisman and put the remaining one back in the yellow cloth pocket.

"Tonight, the teacher wants to go into the temple to explore, if I don't come back tomorrow morning, you can pack up and leave here, don't have the idea of looking for me. ”

Being able to let his master, who had cultivated to the highest level, say such a thing, Zhou Qing thought that the temple was not as simple as he thought, and couldn't help asking, "Master, since it is so dangerous, why do you have to go to the danger?"

"Yunlin Daoyou has a life-saving grace for me, so I have to go. Wu Laodao replied, looked at Zhou Qing, and said, "Qing'er, if you don't return as a teacher, the inheritance of my Tianyi faction will fall on you." ”

"The road is slim, you must not give up halfway, the future road will follow your heart, you don't need to be like a teacher, you can act with a clear conscience. ”

After Wu Laodao said this, he left, leaving Zhou Qing with a sad face and his black cloth bag.