A scholar who was scared to death by a tiger, named Tan Jinxuan, lived in a village five miles east of Taihang Mountain, five miles after leaving the mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Due to the lack of water, the grain growth is difficult, and the people in the village are fierce, and they have to fight for three points unreasonably.

Tan Jinxuan was born in poverty, only a widow in the family, and the old widow was over 70 years old.

Tan Jinxuan studied, was admitted to Tongsheng at the age of twelve, and was not admitted to Xiucai in his thirties, his family was very poor, and he did not get married.

Both mother and son believe in ghosts and gods, and they can't open the pot in poverty, but they buy incense, candles, and incense oil all year round, worship ghosts and gods, hoping that 'there will always be a god to bless', so that Tan Jinxuan can show talents, lift people, and champion in the examination.

But the way of heaven is controlled by the family and the scholar, and it is difficult for ordinary people to pass the exam.

Tan Jinxuan, a lazy and stubborn guy who likes to deceive himself, is strange if he can pass the exam.

Xuezheng was very annoyed by him, and once said to him, 'There is a distinction between high and low blood, and talent is destined'.

Tan Jinxuan couldn't get ahead when he read the sage book, and finally couldn't help but yearn for gods, Buddhas, ghosts, and monsters that could help him transcend the fate of the bloodline.

He lied that he wanted to go out to study, borrowed a coil and ran to Laoshan, begging for a set of guidance techniques.

Since then, he has been practicing day and night, cold and summer.

This technique of guidance is extraordinary, and there are methods such as 'visualizing gods and demons' and 'casting golden pills'.

According to the Taoist priests, those who have achieved cultivation will refine qi, build foundations, golden pills, yuan infants, transform gods, and reverse void ......

Tan Jinxuan persisted for several months, and finally had a sense of qi, and the divine thoughts in his heart condensed, as if he had built a foundation.

But after the foundation was built, I never felt where Jindan was.

Fortunately, I met Xiucai in the city at this time, and Xiucai said that how could Confucian students practice the art of guidance, they should cultivate the spirit of spirit and sacrifice to the yin god!

The yin god is the only way for Confucianism to change his life against the sky, absorb the literary atmosphere, and worship the prime minister.

Tan Jinxuan changed his cultivation of the Yin God and visualized an ethereal and agile image of the Yin God in his heart.

Half a year ago, Tan Jinxuan sat down cross-legged, meditating and refining qi, and suddenly a small voice in his ear asked, "Can you show up?"

Tan Jinxuan thought that the children in the village were naughty, so he quickly opened his eyes and looked around.

However, there was nothing inside the house, no children outside the house, silence inside and outside, nothing unusual.

Tan Jinxuan closed his eyes and meditated uncertainly, and this small voice sounded again.

This was repeated several times, and the strange voice became more and more impatient, sometimes pitiful, sometimes impatient.

"I practice the art of guidance and stop at building a foundation. Changing the cultivation of the Yin God, now that there is an abnormality, could it be a precursor to the success of the Yin God's cultivation?"

Tan Jinxuan was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that after he became a yin god, the village had just married his son's daughter-in-law, and the daughter-in-law was handsome......

If the yin god is out of the body, when a glimpse of the true face of Lushan.

If a hero and beauty manage to achieve a good relationship in her dreams, she may be able to kiss Fangze.

Since that day, I have been able to hear this wonderful voice every time I practice.

This voice fell in Tan Jinxuan's ears, and it became clearer and clearer, and Tan Jinxuan was even gradually able to visualize the image of the Yin God, which was a tall and dignified Confucian student.

However, the voice always asked 'Can you show up?' and nothing else.

Tan Jinxuan pondered in his heart, "The Yin God can't surpass the deity, maybe I need my approval before the Yin God can appear?"

Thinking about it day and dreaming at night, let alone deliberately contemplating.

He had already made a decision, as long as he heard it, he would say yes and imagine the Yin God Visualization as soon as possible.

When the time comes, the yin god is out of the body, hehehehehe, isn't it beautiful?

When I meditated again at night, I heard a small voice in my ears again.

Tan Jinxuan was about to agree, but suddenly his heart trembled, and he felt strange, "The Yin God should be in the Yin Hall, the Heart Mansion, and the Dantian, why is this voice ringing in my ears?"

(As the so-called Tianyan 49, leave a glimmer of life.) This trembling in my heart is a god-given ray of life. ）

It's a pity that Tan Jinxuan has already had evil thoughts in his heart, thinking that the little lady is eighty steps away, and the eldest lady is two miles away, Tan Jinxuan suppressed the horror in his heart, and hurriedly responded: "Today is the day of Dacheng, you can come out!"

After saying that, I felt a rustling in my ears, as if a child was hiding in it and was about to crawl out.

Tan Jinxuan was a little disappointed in his heart, if the Yin God was a child, I am afraid that he would not be able to use it, and he could not take it to be suave and enter the dream of the little lady.

When the ears were no longer itchy, Tan Jinxuan opened his eyes and glanced at them secretly.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a little man three or four inches tall, thin like a hemp rod, ugly like a yaksha, spinning and jumping on the ground like a mouse.

Tan Jinxuan's heart was suddenly congested, and his hands and feet became cold.

After spending a lot of silver taels and months of hard work, how could he cultivate such an ugly Yin God?

This ugly appearance is not to be used, let alone the size.

Tan Jinxuan was out of breath in frustration, and he held it in his heart in one breath, his eyes bulged, staring at the three-inch-tall Yin God, wanting to see if there were any mysterious functions in addition to being ugly and short, such as the Five Ghost Carrying Technique?

Tens of millions, you must have supernatural powers, otherwise all your hard work will be in vain.

Tan Jinxuan had bad intentions, and delusionally wanted to have ghosts and gods to help him, so that he could be lawless, but he went mad and was about to suffocate himself in one breath.

Fortunately, at this time, the neighbor old woman came to visit the door, and the knock on the door woke Tan Jinxuan up.

Tan Jinxuan's heart trembled, and he saw the yaksha-like yin god scurrying around in fright, drilling cabinets on the table, walking on the walls and beams of the house, running around in panic.

This yin god looked flustered, like a frog in hot oil, and after running for a few laps, it disappeared.

Tan Jinxuan exhaled at this time, his eyes suddenly straightened, his face turned blue, and he breathed sharply.

The strong feeling of suffocation made him lose his mind, and his face was as pale as yellow paper, and he jumped up, ran around like a headless fly, howled and cried, and went crazy.

Tan Jinxuan was in his thirties and was not admitted to Xiucai, and he was already ridiculed, and the farmers in the village did not ask him to enlighten the children.

The thirty-year-old boy is already hopeless in the imperial examination.

At first glance, when he heard Jin Dan, Yin God, and Divine Power, Tan Jinxuan was like a drowning man grasping at a straw, and he refused to let go even if he died.

Spent a lot of money to learn.,I wanted to change my fate with the Yin God and Shinto.,From then on, you can sleep with whichever little lady you want.。

I didn't expect it...... The villagers don't call him an old boy, they all call him a crazy boy.

Tan Jinxuan sat at home and refused to go out.

picked up the Four Books and Five Classics and read hard, he vowed to be admitted to Xiucai, but he had a headache when he picked up the book.

"That's it, I can only concentrate on the way of God. Practice several supernatural powers. Tan Jinxuan visited the talented people, and slowly collected some spells.

One day sitting at home, his mother asked him to go to the field, help pull the plough and plough the land, and prepare for spring planting, Tan Jinxuan was furious, everything is inferior, only reading is high, how can a scholar go to the field to make mud legs?

After a big quarrel with the old mother, the old mother and the neighbors ran to plow the land, Tan Jinxuan was reluctant to go to the field, lying under the pear tree in the yard, looking at the crows on the tree.

He couldn't help but say, "Brother Crow, is it good?"

After thinking about it, he said, "Brother Crow, do you have a beautiful sister, introduce and despicable, can your old mother still have charm?"

The crow tilted his head to look at Tan Jinxuan, as if he despised him.

Tan Jinxuan was angry, picked up his shoes and threw them at the crow.

The crow flew in the air and suddenly said: "Tan Jinxuan, Tan Jinxuan, there are goats in Nanshan, take it back, you eat meat, I eat intestines." ”

Tan Jinxuan didn't believe it at first, but the crow said it repeatedly.

Tan Jinxuan's heart suddenly sudden, and he suddenly thought: "Could it be that this is my Yin Divine Power?"

With some suspicion, Tan Jinxuan ran to Nanshan, and sure enough, he saw an old goat lying on the top of the mountain.

"I'm a great master!" The old goat had a broken leg and was dragged home by Tan Jinxuan to be slaughtered, and the meat had to be kept to replenish the essence.

As for the intestines, tripe, liver...... If you want to leave it to your mother, and you want to take it to worship God, how can you give it to a mourning bird and an old eagle?

Tan Jinxuan was greedy, but the crows did not play tricks on him, and often came to guide him to go up the mountain to find meat, find wealth on the road, and hunt for treasure in the dark.

Tan Jinxuan wandered around the mountains all day long, often bringing meat to his home, and sometimes bringing some money back. His mother was suspicious, but when she thought that a scholar should have meat and food, the old woman didn't say anything.

People's hearts are difficult to fill, their desires are difficult to fill, and when they eat meat, Tan Jinxuan is not satisfied, he still wants to make a fortune.

"Brother Crow, Brother Crow, do you know where you can get rich?" Tan Jinxuan's eyes lit up, and he followed the crow into Taihang Mountain.

Tan Jinxuan met the evil tiger in the mountains, hit it off with the evil tiger, and started the business of coaxing passers-by to do business, seek money and kill people.

Evil tigers cannibalism, Tan Jinxuan collects clothes and money, and it has been half a year now, and there are already twenty or thirty passers-by and businessmen who have died in their hands.

When the tiger said this, he shook his head and said, "Tianyan Forty-nine, leave a glimmer of life." However, the heart is not right, the vitality is blind, and the obsession does not realize the abyss. ”

"This scholar is pitiful, and he has been forced to a dead end by this world. But this is not a reason for him to intensify his efforts, cultivate yin ghosts, and embark on the evil path. ”

"He could have chosen to die. ”