Nangong and the young Ma Fengtao stayed in the resting house for a long time.

One stands, one kneels.

The man who stood was silent.

Kneeling man, sobbing quietly.

The two of them are like this, and they don't speak, but they have an inexplicable sympathy.

The dead must be very important to this young man. Nangong thought to himself, in his life, he had encountered many deaths, but he had never been used to it.

Life is not a storyteller's anecdote, parting from bitterness, parting from bitterness. Anyone leaves, and someone weeps for him.

The dead are gone, and the living are the most difficult.

He never liked this kind of scene. Bai Liyao once said that his biggest weakness is the benevolence of women, but from Shennong to the people in the Great Zhou, no one is the benevolence of women. Especially the seemingly cold-faced Prime Minister Zhang Xufeng, who always does evil things.

Bai Liyao said that that is the real good person who cares about the world.

I don't understand, I don't understand.

Nangong shook his head, so he preferred to be a general, or even a soldier. After returning from the battlefield, he didn't trust his own judgment very much.

He prefers to listen to the commands of those whom he identifies.

"The Assassins are still in the capital. The kneeling young man suddenly spoke up, interrupting Nangong's thoughts.

"Huh?" Nangong woke up from a dream.

The young man touched a handful of tears and said, "The master came back in the evening and mentioned the events of the past two days. He would always tell me what happened at the autopsy so he could teach the craft. ”

Nangong asked, "What did you find?"

The young man said, "What you just said is the birth gate. ”

Nangong said: "That's true. ”

The young man said, "Do you know the reason?"

Nangong said: "Nine deaths and one life, nine deaths for one life." ”

The boy said, "What else do you know?"

Nangong said truthfully: "The four died in Jingdu, the assassin faked his death at the door of death, and was reborn at the gate of death opposite to the door of life, and killed people here, burying the dead." At first, I was puzzled, since you said that the death of the work is regarded as a return to the yin, then many questions have answers. As long as you focus on the Shengmen and find the Repair Door that corresponds to the Shocking Scene, you can know the Assassin's next target. ”

The young man said, "What else?"

Nangong said: "It's gone." ”

The young man said: "What is the birth of nine deaths in exchange for one life?"

Nangong said: "I don't know. ”

The boy got up from the ground, ignored the presence of others, opened the corpse of the old man, and pulled out a blood-stained cloth bag from his chest.

Open the cloth bag, take out a palm-sized compass from it, hold it in your hand, wrap the rest of the utensils, and put it in your arms.

Then the young man knelt down in front of the corpse of the old man, held the compass high with both hands, bowed his head but said loudly, and read: "The seventh generation of the old horse lineage, the disciple Ma Fengtao, Xi Wu turns the wheel of impermanence, and sweeps away all the ghosts and grievances. Swear to sink the snow for the hatred of the world, and with my strength, the world is clear. Please ask Master Yin and Ma Mingluo to give him the power to communicate with ghosts and gods. ”

After a long silence, I could only hear the wind howling in my ears, the long bright light in the resting house was disillusioned, and a yin qi visible to the naked eye floated from the ground, and the old man on the wooden board slowly straightened up his waist and sat up in a daze.

The old man opened his eyes, but his eyes were the same as when he was alive, and he asked in a rough voice: "Are you the heir of my horse face?"

The young man Ma Fengtao raised his head and looked directly at this handsome underworld who could make babies famous for crying, and his eyes did not evade: "The disciple is the seventh generation of the ancestor. ”

Ma Mingluo, nicknamed Ma Mian, said: "Why do you call me?"

The young man said: "The first master Ma Weifeng, the sixth generation of the old horse, passed away today, please take the master." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Why did you die?"

The young man said, "I'm investigating." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "There are grievances. ”

The boy said, "Yes!"

Ma Mingluo said: "Do you have unfulfilled wishes?"

The young man said, "My wish has been fulfilled." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Did you do evil in your life?"

The young man said: "Do good in one life." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever slandered and harmed people?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever instigated the widow to remarry?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever separated the flesh and bones?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever paid bribes to avoid punishment?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever spread a lie?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever set fire to the murder?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever tried to kill yourself for money?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever been addicted to gambling?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever committed adultery with someone?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever bullied the good and the weak?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever abused livestock?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever abandoned your wife and children?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever trampled on the grains?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever disrespected others?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever dug up someone's grave?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever harmed the public and private interests?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever been corrupt and perverted the law?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Mingluo said: "Have you ever deceived your superiors and subordinates?"

The boy said, "Not yet." ”

Ma Luoming was relieved: "Great goodness." If you have not fallen into the evil way, you can enter reincarnation. In this life, I will work hard and suffer a lot in the world, and in the next life, I will live forever and enter my Taoist family. The merits of this life, in exchange for the wisdom of the next life, may my Ma family heirs all establish heaven and earth. ”

These eighteen sins belong to the eighteen levels of hell, and if they are committed, they will fall into hell and be punished for their sins. The old man has never done evil things in his life, avenged the grievances of a hundred ghosts, cultivated good fortune, and gave him the opportunity to reincarnate.

The young man kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Master Zu." ”

Ma Luoming happily accepted it and said: "Ma Fengtao, formerly known as Huang Fengtao, was born on April 20, 1336 in the lunar calendar, his biological father Huang Qiuming, and his biological mother Lan Chunying, who was not convicted of any crime. Thou shalt not do rebellious things, harm others, or refine demons in thy life. Can you do it?"

The boy said, "You can do it." ”

Ma Luoming said: "Good." ”

Then he broke away from the old man's body, and a ghostly ghost with a horse-faced body stood in front of Ma Fengtao, raised his hand and pointed, tapped Ma Fengtao's eyebrows, and drank: "Go!"

For a while, the horse-faced ghost swept through the yin wind, and it disappeared into the mind of the young Ma Fengtao, condensing a black divine sense for him.

Nangong witnessed the whole process on the side, but there was no panic and surprise, and only after the yin wind had dissipated for a long time, when the young man Ma Fengtao regained his clarity and opened his eyes again, Nangong asked, "What is stored in your sea of qi?"

Ma Fengtao was surprised: "How do you know?"

Nangong said: "I also have it, it's a golden chessboard." ”

After speaking, the middle finger is placed on the index finger, the index finger is straightened, the other three fingers are bent, and the gesture of hand talking, gently pressed down, as if falling, the golden light around the body is born, intertwined into a golden chessboard with nineteen vertical and horizontal paths.

Seeing this, Ma Fengtao comprehended, raised his right hand above his head and held it weakly, and a black shadow was wrapped around his hand, quickly stretched and spread, turning into a spear, and with a "bang", it was inserted into the ground.

Nangong's face did not change, but he asked: "So, nine deaths and one life, what is born?"

Ma Fengtao looked at the east window, and outside the window was the endless night.

After nightfall, there is the imperial tomb in the eastern suburbs.

"Shura. ”