"Last time, Chu Lingfeng had just woken up from a coma for many days, and everyone who was startled when he opened his eyes shouted in unison, and Mr. Jin even exhaled 'Yin and Yang Eyes'. www.biquge.info It turned out that after everyone rescued Chu Lingfeng, he had been unconscious for seven days and seven nights, his face was as white as a dead corpse, but there was a faint black gas lingering on his face, and his breath was weak. Mr. Jin shook his head again and again when he saw it: "It's not good! It's not easy to do!" Everyone hurriedly asked, and Mr. Jin slowly opened his mouth as a last resort to explain the matter one by one.

It turned out that Mr. Jin's original name was Jin Jiuming, and he was a native of the 'Great Han Kingdom', one of the three major countries in the Piaoyun Continent. Jin Jiuming is an orphan who was adopted by his master, Piaoyun First Onmyoji Jin Yizhi. After Jin Yizhi died, he naturally inherited the title of the first onmyoji of Piaoyun. If you want to say that the profession of this onmyoji is not simple, it is to know astronomy, understand geography, find feng shui, divide yin and yang, heal astrology, find dragon points, invite gods, exorcise ghosts and demons, and do everything. Generally speaking, as long as you are proficient in one of them, you can come out and mix. However, this Floating Cloud First Onmyoji is omnipotent, omniscient, and a veritable all-rounder.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, the emperor of the Han Kingdom issued an order to summon Jin Jiuming into the palace, and Jin Jiuming was named the protector of the country after being slightly tempted by the emperor after entering the palace. Within a few months, the emperor wanted to repair the imperial mausoleum, and the dragon vein mountain at the old emperor's mausoleum was cracked by an earthquake, and Qin Tianjian thought it was unlucky. So he ordered Jin Jiuming to check the water in the mountains, find the dragon veins and point the auspicious caves, and build a new imperial mausoleum.

As a qualified onmyoji to avoid evil, it is the basic ability, Jin Jiuming felt uneasy for a while after receiving the order, and after returning home, he took out the thousand-year-old golden turtle shell passed down by the master and carefully calculated a hexagram. Everyone knows that doctors don't heal themselves, but it's even more difficult to divinate for themselves, even with his ability as the first onmyoji, it is only vaguely calculated that this time there is a disaster of blood and light, and it should be avoided in the southeast, otherwise it will be difficult to protect his reputation.

In the name of looking for the dragon's lair, our old gentleman Jin Jiuming went out of the imperial city as if nothing happened, and then ran to this small mountain village in the deep mountains of Pakistan at the southernmost tip of the floating clouds, and stayed for more than ten years. During this period, he also heard from merchants from the Han Kingdom that after his death, the emperor buried all the people who built the imperial tomb and the onmyoji who ordered his cave. Many years have passed, and people outside have probably forgotten him, and he dares to tell everyone about his origin today.

Old Mr. Jin looked at Chu Lingfeng again and said, "You can see that his face is innocent but there is a trace of breath, this is because his soul has left his body, but for some reason he has not yet entered the ghost gate. In that case, I just need to recall his soul, and it's not too difficult. But do you see that black gas? It is the resentment of the water ghost, and this resentment has been condensed and formed, and ordinary people can see it without opening their heavenly eyes, which means that this water ghost has been practicing the Tao for hundreds of years. Only by dispelling this resentment can I restore Ling Feng's soul. This water ghost has not found a stand-in for hundreds of years, and his resentment is extremely heavy, and it will take me seven days to dispel it. But in the past seven days, Ling Feng's soul can't enter the Ghost Gate, otherwise I won't be able to return his soul for him. ”

Speaking of this, look at everyone again: "If I want to save Ling Feng, I still need someone to help, this person must not sleep for these seven days, and he must call Ling Feng's name every quarter of an hour, and he can't change people." If there is an interruption in the middle and Ling Feng's soul enters the ghost gate, then I can't help it. "Seven days of sleeplessness, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to guarantee this, after all, it is a human life.

At this time, Chu Laohan stood up: "I'll come, I adopted him, and I will be responsible for him." If I can't hold on, then it's a bad life. Mr. Jin nodded: "You go back and prepare, and start in half an hour." As he spoke, he took out a talisman drawn on yellow paper from his arms, and said something in his mouth: "Disciple Jin Jiuming has invited the Emperor of Tianguan to be as urgent as the law." The sword finger in his hand was pointed at the talisman and suddenly stuck to Chu Lingfeng's chest, and when he looked at it, he saw that the talisman paper was written with a few red words ordering the Emperor of Tianguan to bless and protect his life, and there were some strange lines. "This will keep him okay for half an hour." I'm going to have something to prepare during this time. ”

Old Chu didn't speak, turned around and went home, and didn't know what to take and came back. When I came back, I saw Mr. Jin changing into a Taoist uniform and carrying a wooden sword behind him. Under the bed where Chu Lingfeng was lying, seven oil lamps arranged in a Beidou shape were lit: "Brother Chu, this is called Seven Stars Soul Fixation, you have to watch them these days, don't let them go out." He took out some paper money again: "As soon as you call Ling Feng, burn one, so that the ghost will only care about picking up the money and will not be in a hurry to catch his soul and enter the ghost gate." After speaking, he looked at the sky and said, "Let's start." ”

Old Man Chu sat in front of Chu Lingfeng's head, and called every quarter of an hour: "Ling Feng, come back!" and then burned a piece of paper money. Mr. Jin grinded some cinnabar with rice wine and added a juice from an herb called Angelica dahurica. Then he unbuttoned Chu Lingfeng's clothes, pulled out a wooden sword from behind his back, and wrote on Chu Lingfeng's naked upper body with cinnabar ink, "Order Feng Beidou Xingjun District Evil Binding Charm to Blessing and Retire from Illness and Protect Life' on the left, and 'Liuding'an Three Souls' on the right, mixed with some strange graphics and lines'. Then he drenched some glutinous rice with water soaked in grapefruit leaves and spread it under Chu Lingfeng's body.

Mr. Jin wiped a handful of Han water from his forehead, gasped and sat down beside Chu Laohan: "Brother Chu, I've done my best." The painting on his body is called the Beidou Exorcism Talisman, which will drive the resentment of the water ghost to the glutinous rice under him. As soon as the glutinous rice turns black, it should be replaced with a new one. Every twelve hours, I cast another spell on him, and as long as he persevered for seven days, he would be fine. ‘‘

Mr. Jin explained the matter of changing glutinous rice and adding lamp oil to Daddy Deng and others who were accompanying him one by one, and then sat cross-legged tiredly and pinched the trick with both hands. You must know that the water ghost has put all the resentment accumulated for hundreds of years on Chu Lingfeng at one time, and it is more difficult to get rid of it than to kill the water ghost.

Three days and three nights passed, and although everyone took turns to accompany Chu Laohan to constantly remind him, Chu Laohan's eyes were still blurred, and he couldn't hold on. "It seems that Ling Feng's child is still weak!" "Yes, it doesn't seem to work, there are still four days!" In the midst of people's discussions, Chu Laohan suddenly sat up straight, took out several steel needles from his arms, and pierced his thighs with a sound. Beads of blood then bubbled out, staining a pant leg red. Everyone couldn't bear to turn their heads.

On the fifth day, Chu Laohan stabbed himself twice in a row, but he felt a burst of numbness, and he still couldn't drive away the drowsiness. Mr. Jin shook his head, and said in his heart: "It seems that it still doesn't work!" But seeing that Chu Laohan stretched out his hand to the burning seven-star lamp, there was a scorched smell in the air~~.

On the seventh day, "Brother, hold on a little longer, it's time." Now it's up to you to recall Ling Feng's soul. Mr. Jin shouted loudly in Chu Laohan's ear. I saw that Old Man Chu suddenly opened his eyes: "Ah~, ~." With a loud shout, he pulled out a small hunting knife from his waist with a cold light, only to see a splash of blood, and he actually cut off the little finger of his right hand.

Chu Laohan held a white rooster tied with a red rope in one hand, and a small banner with a soul charm in the other, and walked a step and shouted: "Ling Feng, come back!" Father Deng took a large handful of paper money and scattered it in front of him, shouting at every intersection: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, buy the road money!" walked from the northeast corner of the village to Mr. Jin's house. Mr. Jin said that the northeast is the direction of the Ghost Gate Pass.

As soon as Chu Laohan entered the house, Mr. Jin used his wooden sword to provoke the spirit flag, circled around Chu Lingfeng clockwise three times, and then shouted with the tip of the sword: "Hurry!" The spirit charm on the small banner flew straight up and landed squarely on Chu Lingfeng's head. At this time, everyone felt a gust of yin wind, and they couldn't help but tense up, and in a trance, they seemed to see a vague figure falling into Chu Lingfeng's body. At this time, I only heard Mr. Jin interrupt his voice: "Chu Lingfeng, when will you not wake up at this time!"

At this time, the black qi on Chu Lingfeng's face on the bed had disappeared, and in exchange for a small pile of pitch-black glutinous rice at the foot of the bed that seemed to have been burned by fire. His face was still pale, but his breathing was steady. His eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. ''Ah!'' Everyone screamed, Chu Lingfeng's eyes~~~ One was pitch black without a trace of white, but the other was golden. Chu Lingfeng blinked, and then opened it again, but it was normal. Everyone almost thought that they had seen it wrong, only Mr. Jin exclaimed softly: "Could it be yin and yang eyes!"