Chapter 3, Ghost Bump

One day on Shaomao Peak, Li Yunlong stood beside the thunder pond and admired the miracles left by his uncle. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info that divine thunder may have cried the mountain god here, and a clear spring emerged from the deep pit left by the divine thunder, which saved Li Yunlong from the pain of carrying water.

The fourth elder Wang Xuanlan was not there, and Sima Chengzhen followed Li Yunlong around. Li Yunlong said with emotion:

"Come here, come here, this mountain is really split by my uncle?"

Sima Chengzhen nodded again and again, saying that I saw it with my own eyes. Li Yunlong sighed and said:

"Hey, my uncle's 'Rokko Heavenly Thunder Curse' is really so powerful, how nice it would be if I had one......"

Sima Chengzhen tilted his head and thought about it, and said:

"When I was a child, I used to copy and write, and these days I have seen my uncle draw a lot, but I remember the runes. Let's take a walk, Elder Wang hasn't come back yet, let's go to Guanli, I'll draw it for you. ”

What a Sima Chengzhen! Gifted and intelligent, he will never forget. He served the fourth elder Wang Xuanlan in the Thousand Yuan Temple for several years, and he was exposed to it every day, and he also mastered the art of talisman making.

He held the talisman pen at a young age, dipped it in cinnabar, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the runes on the rune paper were also decent.

Li Yunlong took the so-called "Liujia Heavenly Thunder Mantra" and said:

"How powerful can such a strange rune be?"

Sima Chengzhen smiled:

"This is just a half-finished product, and only by injecting immortal yuan can it be regarded as a real talisman. With such a magical talisman, naturally only characters such as my uncle can inject immortal yuan into it. ”

Hmph, although Li Yunlong also admires that aunt a little, whenever he thinks of the hardships he has suffered, he faintly feels a little pain in his buttocks. Now listening to Sima Chengzhen's blind praise of that uncle, Xiao Yunlong is not happy. Isn't it just to inject immortal yuan?

Sima Chengzhen laughed at him for bragging, Li Yunlong smiled evilly, turned around and threw the talisman paper with the "Liujia Heavenly Thunder Mantra" painted on the ground, and said:

"What's so difficult about this, watch me inject immortal yuan into it!"

It doesn't matter if this kid vented his mind, after half a sound, Sima Chengzhen was dumbfounded, and pointed to the talisman that was wet with Li Yunlong's urine and said:

"Brother Yunlong, look, that rune seems to have light, and the rune is yellow and translucent, could it be Zhang Zhipin's yellow rune?"

Inferior yellow talisman is the lowest talisman that can be used by casting spells, but whether it has effect depends on the will of heaven.

It doesn't make sense, where did Li Yunlong get the immortal yuan? After thinking about it, Li Yunlong patted his head, could it be the jujube that his uncle stuffed in his mouth, and his feelings were immortal jujubes?

Hey, Li Yunlong was immediately annoyed, how many immortal yuan had been wasted. He turned his head to look at Sima Chengzhen and said with a smile on his face:

"Brother Chengzhen, while the old man is away, you have to practice this rune well. ”

Sima Chengzhen shuddered, when did he call himself Brother Chengzhen? At this moment, Brother Yunlong gave himself the feeling that he seemed to have a little taste of that uncle?

For a long time after that, Li Yunlong developed a good habit of hygiene, and every time he took out a lot of rune paper, do you think it's strange?

On the large and small hills inside and outside the Maoshan Sect, the junior miscellaneous Taoist children began to serve Li Yunlong as the leader. Whoever disagrees with him will be slanted by his crooked eyes by a spark of electric sparks!

This year, except for the jujubes, other sour melons and fruits on Maoshan are red and purple, and I have to eat them first! Majestic, Li Yunlong walked on the top of the major mountains with a bamboo broom, as if Qin Shi Huang was patrolling the world with a lance, and what he tasted in his mouth was not sweet and sour, but satisfied!

Li Yunlong is very smart, he doesn't monopolize it, melons and fruits will only rot and stink if they can't be eaten, just divide it, and it will be popular all over the mountain in the coming year!

In front of those senior brothers who had already started, Xiao Yunlong was still very well-behaved, the flowers were folded first, the melons and fruits were ripened first, and the birds and beasts tasted first.

The senior brothers raised their hands and flew swords and fired fireballs wildly, much more majestic than their own electric sparks. When will I be able to learn spells and become an immortal?

Most of the people around Maoshan are prayed to the Tao, and often go up the mountain to make incense. Li Yunlong listened to it for a long time, hey, it's either asking for a son or asking for money, and he always says that these immortals are not annoying? Besides, if the immortals care about this, it will be boring.

Li Yunlong thought, if I am so uncomfortable, I would rather not be an immortal.

The brothers are very busy, and the people are too much to believe in the gods, so they are easy to be suspicious. When the wind blows, I feel frightened, and the sound is strange, and the ghosts are haunting, so please ask the gods.

The Taoist priest of Maoshan is a fairy, Li Yunlong occasionally carries magic weapons for the senior brothers, and he goes out of the mountain to mix a round belly, and he is used to hearing people's calls, and he begins to feel that he is a little immortal.

There is nothing in the world, and mediocrity disturbs itself. Li Yunlong once asked his senior brother, are there really ghosts? Yes, but ghosts are also very busy, how can they have time to play hide and seek with the villagers?

Li Yunlong slowly began to think carefully again, he also wiped a peachwood sword, turned into a little fairy who subdued demons and subdued demons, prayed for blessings and disasters, and had a little more money on his waist, and his days became more and more moisturized.

Do you need money to be a Taoist priest? Don't forget, the gods and Buddhas still rely on gold, let alone Taoist priests? The Taoist temple is shiny and bright, and there are many incense sticks; there are also some dilapidated pavilions on Maoshan Mountain, and even rats don't come to the door.

With money, you can buy some magic bell rune paper pills or something, and the villagers like these very much, and selling them to them can be regarded as a peace of mind.

It's also this kid who is naughty, just learn to be a senior brother at a young age, and learn to drink! But don't say it, although the wine is spicy, but then he is full of heat, and he walks lightly, not a fairy, but like a fairy.

I said earlier that I didn't have a lot of luck today, but today I want to say that the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other! Isn't it too late for the little fairy to drink and return to the mountain tonight, and he has met a ghost!

If you come back late, you can only go to the back mountain, although the Huayang Cave near the Yuanfu Wanning Palace is a forbidden place, Li Yunlong has also passed many times in private, and he has never heard of it, nor has he ever encountered a ghost!

Li Yunlong shook his little head and opened his eyes.

Under the bright moon, in front of Huayang Cave, there is really an old ghost! White eyebrows and white hair, white clothes fluttering, saying what nonsense "can only be happy with yourself, and it is unbearable to hold the king"!

If it were usual, Li Yunlong would be sure to smear oil on the soles of his feet. Today is different, wine is bold and courageous.

It's time to show my thunderous means! He didn't say hello, threw down the roast chicken in his hand, took out a stack of "Liujia Heavenly Thunder Mantra" pinching mantras and slashed them.

After a crackling sound, the old ghost's hair was scorched black, his robe was covered with dust, and he couldn't go on anymore.

Li Yunlong saw that the old ghost did not move, and he became even bolder. Swaggered over, shouting:

"Dare to pretend to be a ghost in my Maoshan Mountain, you know how powerful I am, right? Let me see what a ghost looks like. ”