The boy sat on the ground, his chin raised, his eyes fierce like a wolf cub.

Generally speaking, the characters who are difficult to distinguish between male and female are mostly women and men. The child in front of him is more embarrassing, not up or down, with a delicate face, inferior to a woman, and without the edges and corners of a man, even if it is a woman's body, he will definitely not be a beauty embryo in the future. If the man is better, he will bask in less sun, maybe when his skin gradually becomes fairer, he will have some suave scholarly demeanor.

It's just that the young man has a vigorous and vigorous aura on his body, vaguely mixed with a bit of gloomy anger.

Chen Qingniu crossed his arms around his chest, maintained a posture of overlooking, and asked with a smile, "What is your name?"

The child cocked his thumb and pointed at himself slightly, "Master, my surname is Zu, and my single name is a sect!"

Chen Qingniu was not annoyed, and said with a pleasant face: "What's the point of being quick to speak? You kid won't be tired of being crooked and bent on death, right?"

The young man stared at Chen Qingniu's eyes, wanting to capture Chen Qingniu's truest thoughts, the eyes are the seedlings of the heart, the Confucian sage once said that there is no evil in the heart, then the eyes are clear, like the morning light, the sky is white.

The young man's face was solemn, and he pursed his lips tightly, not saying a word.

Chen Qingniu was very patient, glanced at the sky, and happened to hear a rapid and sloppy knock on the street next door, which suddenly sounded and stopped, Chen Qingniu looked at the young man who was full of vigilance, "Your qualifications are not bad, do you really have no idea of entering my sect to learn art?" ”

After Chen Qingniu left the Guanyin Sect, he traveled all the way, and among the mortals he encountered, the grasshopper of Lao Ji City, Zhu Zhenye, the youngest son of King Liang, and the young man in front of him, the three of them had the best qualifications.

Zhu Zhenye was born with a delicate heart, as long as he got the door and entered, with the guidance of the Master, he would definitely be brave and diligent, but he had to be careful and wise. The stubborn young man in front of him, in between, has a quick mind and wanders, but fortunately, he "has an anchor in his heart", but compared to the root talent of the first two, he is obviously slightly inferior.

The young man's face was full of sarcasm, and there was no happy look of pie falling from the sky on his head, "I really want to be a young master, I am the yellow-mouthed child who does not understand the world, the cultivator of my generation, the name of master and apprentice, the love of father and son, the righteousness of the minister! How can it be like you child's play......

Chen Qingniu coughed, interrupted the young man's endless chatter, and said casually: "Since I can be the guest of your Liangzhou Mansion, Zhu Hongying even opened the middle gate for me, naturally I am not the kind of layman who is good at cheating, and besides, I was born in a top sect in our Nanzhan Continent, and my background is dignified." If you kid nod and agree, you are my founding disciple, since there is this fight today, it is a chance, as for whether you can seize the opportunity or not, it depends on you. ”

The young man snorted coldly, stood up, and after carrying his bags, he squinted at Chen Qingniu while tying the hemp rope, and said, "Do you really not kill me?"

Chen Qingniu said disapprerovingly: "If you have figured it out, you will come to the mansion to find me, just say that you are the apprentice of Immortal Master Chen." If you don't want to, it doesn't matter, there is no reason in the world for a master to ask his apprentice to learn art, you and I will say goodbye, and the grievance will be over. ”

Chen Qingniu passed by the young man, and after that, he didn't bother all the way.

Xie Shiji wanted to speak and stopped, Chen Qingniu never had the habit of hiding on her side, and explained: "The matter of accepting apprentices is not all a joke. That young man's talent, talent and chance, all three are not bad, and Ye Xiu has not died so far, but also has some unique attainments, which is really rare. Of course, on the road of my generation of monks, if you want to truly become a master and apprentice, the word 'affiliation' is very important, and the weight is not much worse than becoming a Taoist couple. Although the qualifications of the two of them are good, they don't have a good relationship with me, and they shouldn't have the status of master and apprentice in their lives. ”

Chen Qingniu thought for a moment and asked, "If I find some good seedlings and send them to the Guanyin Throne, will the purple golden lotus bloom a few more?"

Xie Shiji couldn't think of an answer, and Chen Qingniu just asked casually.

In an instant, the spirit moved, and he had a small thought.

The heart is born, all kinds of demons are born. The heart is destroyed, and all kinds of demons are destroyed.

Chen Qingniu took a deep breath.

Then he hugged the back of his head with both hands and staggered forward.

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The slender young man stood in place for a long time, turned his head and glanced at the back of the handsome immortal master and the burly maid, and sighed, he finally escaped tonight.

The boy turned and walked away, like a turtle carrying a monument.

From time to time, he waved to both sides of the street, and if Chen Qingniu was here, he would also be surprised, there were constantly ghosts and spirits emerging, and ghosts were in the night market.

When the boy passed by an old locust tree, he looked up and saw the bright red on the branches, grinned, and sat on tiptoe beside the woman who sat alone on a high branch under the moon.

She wears a phoenix crown, jewelry, a red scarf to cover her face, a coat of beautifully embroidered red robes, a shoulder shawl, a red skirt, red pants and red satin embroidered shoes.

It seems to be jubilant, but in fact it is ghostly.

The young man propped his hands on the thick branches, shook his feet gently, and said aggrievedly: "Sister Zhu Hong, you have seen it, an immortal swordsman, a martial arts master, teamed up to bully one of my children, do you say this?"

The female ghost in red lowered her head, as if she was smiling, but silent.

The young man was accustomed to this, and said to himself: "King Liang actually opened the middle door for this person, but this person wants to take me as a disciple? There must be a demon ...... when things are impermanent."

The young man himself was amused by himself, and turned his head to look at the ghost girl in the wedding dress, "Our ghost street, impermanence is the usual thing, it's so funny, no, no, Sister Vermilion, you have to help me write down this joke." ”

The female ghost nodded gently, raised her arms and brushed her sleeves, revealing a white lotus-like smooth arm, a locust leaf gently fell on her wedding dress, she held the locust leaf in the palm of one hand, and made a pen with one finger, the nails were extremely slender, and the words were gently engraved on the locust leaf.

There is no trace of grace and charm, the muscles and bones are strong, and the pen is like a knife.

One person and one ghost are obviously familiar old acquaintances, otherwise they would not be so tacit.

Thousand-year-old acacia, the boy and the female ghost sit side by side, and the locust leaf is inscribed.

Serene.

The young man sighed, the self-proclaimed Uncle Yang who "tied his head to the belt of his trousers and licked the blood from the knife edge to earn money to support his family", had a powerful knife technique that could not be poured into the water, and occasionally drank and drank high, so he threatened that sooner or later one day he would meet those land sword immortals flying around, and in the end, he would just die under a wisp of invisible and untouchable sword qi.

The young man sat on the old locust branch, with mixed feelings and trance-like eyes.

At this moment, a vision was born, and the locust leaf, which was only one stroke away from being written, suddenly flew away from the palm of the female ghost's hand.

Even though the female ghost sensed something bad at the beginning and tried to grab the leaves with her thumb and forefinger, she still couldn't stop it.

She looked down with the ignorant young man, only to see a thin old Taoist with a flat crown and yellow curtain, short in stature, but fairy wind bones, majestic, a tail whisk dust on the arm, the old man's eyes are as bright as a candle at night, this is the Taoist real person's eyes are clear, that is, the so-called open eyes of the world, the night can see the underworld, and the sun is unharmed during the day.

It is the old Taoist who was in charge of watching the heavenly machine in the palace before, the Tianzi number behind Zhu Hongying, the king of Liang, Zhu Hongying was enshrined in the northwest border pass, and only on the westward way from the capital that he left the capital, this old Taoist who was born out of thin air has appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The old Taoist carefully studied the words of the locust leaf, and then looked up at the red-clothed female ghost sitting on the branch, and said with a smile: "Nineteen years ago, I saw Qing's handwriting in the Liangzhou Buddhist Temple, and I thought about it for a long time!"

The young man said in a low voice: "Hurry up, I'll stop this bull-nosed old way!"

The old Taoist laughed and said: "Where to go? Trapped in the well character of the poor road, it is a demon path giant who has practiced for thousands of years, and it is difficult to break free in a short time, let alone the two of you." Skynet is magnificent but not leaky, how can you allow this ghost with a remnant soul to survive the threshold of 600 years old, the old way is here, it is in line with heavenly reason!"

Under the old locust tree, a huge tic-tac-toe character emerges, simple and solemn, containing divine will, and it shines brightly in an instant.

The locust tree is located right in the middle of the wellhead.

A series of gold-shaped urns the size of a child's palm spread rapidly upwards along the trunk and branches of the old locust tree, and finally even every locust leaf shone brightly.

The female ghost stood still.

The boy is like a great enemy.

The old Taoist priest looked around by himself, and said with a smile: "Originally, I just wanted to borrow a knife to kill people, try to see the depth of the young immortal master's roots, I don't want to make a mistake, the essence and blood soul of those who have just died, have invisibly become bait, although the girl is not as bait as other ghosts, but it is rare to show up in the world, tonight the poor Dao finally got to see the girl, the unexpected joy, the unexpected joy!"

The old man's face was full of happy smiles that he didn't want to hide.

The matter of preaching is the most necessary opportunity, and the opportunity is the key to the preaching, and this thing is waiting for the rabbit not to come, but also to force it, pay attention to a just right, which is mysterious, wonderful.

When Shanghu killed Jiao, he exhausted all his efforts, but he still missed the great opportunity, this time the luck at his fingertips, if he missed it again, it was reasonable for Lao Dao to think that he was destroyed by heaven and earth.

The young man was shocked and asked in a trembling voice, "Old Taoist, why can't Sister Zhu Hong detect your breath?

It is not impossible for people who are extremely lacking in yang energy, or when the elderly are dying, to see ghosts in the daytime. And the cultivator, in the eyes of ghosts, encounters it like seeing the sun at night, at least the yin qi is agitated and unstable, and at the worst the soul is scattered on the spot.

In the young man's opinion, with Sister Zhu Hong's cultivation and the old Taoist priest's ability to reach the sky, no matter how he can take the initiative to avoid it, it stands to reason that he can't escape the situation.

The old Taoist does not recite mantras and does not draw qi, and the talisman is self-contained, and the young man who is quite familiar with the matter of talisman making can't figure it out even if he breaks his head.

The old Taoist priest sighed, always looking up at the female ghost who had been wearing a wedding dress for hundreds of years, and with the perseverance of the old Taoist priest, he still couldn't help but sigh: "The hard work spent during this period is not enough for outsiders." ”

It can be seen from this that this Taoist priest who was honored and enshrined by the king of a vassal party is determined to win the red-clothed female ghost who has lived for 600 years!

Generally speaking, the life span of a person is bounded by 60 years of a Jiazi, and the number of years after Jiazi is the blessing of the previous life that extends to the present life, and the accumulation of Yin virtue in the previous life is extremely large, so that there is such a long life. Perhaps some people will be indignant, there are so many sufferings in this life, life is better than death, and the longer you live, the more sins you will suffer, what kind of blessing is this? Don't you know that according to the records of Buddhism and Taoism, people can be reincarnated as human beings after death, and the chances are so small that they can be reincarnated as human beings. Therefore, it is a great fortune to be born as a human being, rather than livestock, plants, trees, fish and insects.

In the land of yin and yang at the junction of the ghost and yin things, often lucky to escape the arrest of the underworld and many natural disasters, but between heaven and earth there are eight winds from the eight winds, corresponding to the four solar terms, the old saying of the eight winds or ears to hear the eight convenient to be here, for the yin things in the world, from the east, the melting wind born of the earthquake, and the wind that originates in the northwest, the dry air is not around, the most hurtful yin soul physique, the ghost is blown by the two winds, and there is a pain of scraping the bone and sucking the marrow.

In addition, if it is a ghost thing in a big city and a big town, it is not easy to live, every time the officials of the shepherd side worship the Confucian Temple, or report the land to the suburbs, as well as the soldiers go out to fight, triumphant, when the yang energy is at its peak, even if the yin thing is hidden in the ground for hundreds of zhang, it must be swaying and trembling, such as being in a pot of boiling water, it is extremely difficult. What's more, many places that believe in Buddhism and worship Taoism, will hold many water and land dojos, Sanskrit sounds, Buddhism spreads far and wide, resounding all over the city, for ghosts, it is tantamount to a catastrophe from the sky, so many yin souls over time, short after the first seven days, long a year and a half, then they will disappear in the world by themselves, even if it is a deep resentment of the soul of the ghost, there are few outliers who can carry the Yin Shou of Jiazi, but can survive above Jiazi, the soul will gradually nourish and grow, the Yin God travels far away, and even can realize the supernatural powers, learn the spells of the partial door, those barnyard officials in the history of the wild and the Taoist priests in the novels of Zhiwei, with a peachwood sword, talismans and other edicts of ghosts and gods to suppress the evil things in the mansion, most of them are of this kind.

The female ghost stretched out her hand and rubbed the young man's head, her face was hidden behind the red scarf, and she did not see joy or sorrow. She then floated to the ground, and the hem of her wedding dress fluttered, like a blooming red peony.

She was standing on the edge of the well, and she didn't move a single step.

The old Taoist priest squinted, tapped a finger on the long handle of the dust, and said in surprise: "Although the poor Dao has deliberately restrained her breath, since the girl has seen the poor Dao with her own eyes, why is she still indifferent?"

The female ghost was silent.

The old Taoist priest frowned, and explained in a calm tone: "The girl has already died once, why do you have the will to die again? You can rest assured, the poor Dao is not the kind of cultivator who earns merit by killing yin things, you and I have good karma, one side is a truth-seeking Taoist, and the other side is a blessed yin thing, the karma is special, it can be called a once-in-a-century encounter!"

The old Taoist priest smiled and continued: "The poor Taoist cultivator has already crossed the threshold of heaven and man, but there has never been a Taoist companion who cultivates together......

After hearing this, he was even more annoyed and angry than the person concerned, and scolded sharply: "You stinky bull nose, Tian is shameless! An old man who is more than 100 years old, and he still wants to marry my sister Zhu Hong?

Among the insects and ants, no matter how loud you are like thunder, when it reaches people's ears, it is naturally still inaudible.

The old Taoist didn't bother to pay attention to the young man at all, just stared at the female ghost who had been looking for many years, because he was afraid of startling the snake, and for the whole twenty years, the old Taoist priest did not tear his face, did not deliberately search for the hiding place of the female ghost, and tried to ensure that the two sides were safe, otherwise with his noble status, in the name of the government, he would drive the people to scrape the ground, and there would be no difficulty.

The thin Taoist priest who is not tall is only more than an inch taller than the handsome boy, and after the female ghost in red leaves the high branch and lands on the ground, her height is no different from that of a man in the northwest.

The female ghost seemed to be displeased, and at the same time, the yin aura of the entire street immediately became a little stronger.

The old Taoist priest's eyes were stunning and greedy, and he sighed: "As a ghost thing that is rejected by heaven and humanity, it can still be born from the heart, and heaven and man can sense it. What a 'natural stunner'!

The young man blushed and said angrily: "There are such brazen people in the world!"

The old Taoist snorted softly, "Noise!"