As the golden light flickering in the box gradually dissipated.
Xu Tong finally saw clearly the treasure in this huge box.
Um??
empty??
Xu Tong squinted his eyes and took a closer look, stretched out his hand to touch underneath, and saw a piece of yellow paper held on his fingertips. He looked again at the empty box in front of him.
I couldn't help but grimace and thought to myself: Is it a reward of a ball of air?
"Grandpa Shi, are you sure someone didn't steal it along the way?"
The master shook his head: "No."
"Then is it still too late for me to download the anti-fraud AAP?"
"Isn't that what you have?"
Xu Tong put the yellow paper in his hand and looked at it over and over again. Well, there was indeed not a single word on it. When he touched it carefully with his fingers, it still pricked his hand. He felt that the paper was too rough to wipe his buttocks.
Seeing the disgusted look on his good disciple's face, the master could only sigh and explain, so as to save this ignorant bastard from throwing the treasure into the fish pond.
"Don't underestimate that piece of paper. You know the book of life and death. This is it. But strictly speaking, this thing should be called the book of destiny. It reflects the karma, fortune, fortune and longevity of a person's life.
Wherever there is life within the Three Realms, there are five immortals within the surrounding heaven, namely heaven, earth, gods, humans, ghosts...
There are five insects: cockroaches, scales, hairs, feathers, and insects.
Whether he is a human or a ghost, a monster or a monster, his fortune, wealth and longevity can all be known by looking at this book."
The master spoke slowly and lifted the fishing rod in his hand. He saw the strange fish in the fish pond struggling left and right, but refused to be caught.
“But there’s only one picture??”
Xu Tong put the paper in front of his face and looked at it like a mirror for a long time. Not even a shadow came out, let alone Fu Lu Lifespan.
It feels light and airy in your hand, and you can't feel any weight at all.
This thing is actually a reward obtained in exchange for Heikati??
Fortunately, the master said that this thing is a book of life and death, otherwise I would have been afraid of throwing it into the fish pond.
The master rolled his eyes at Xu Tong: "How many more do you want from the Book of Life and Death? Also, don't hold it and shake it, it's not for you to use it."
Xu Tong stopped shaking and threw it into the prop book. It turned out to be a book of life and death.
It's just that except for the three words "Book of Life and Death", the book of props didn't give me a single punctuation mark.
"Just for this page in the book of life and death, I still owe the judge thirty thousand dollars in filial piety money. By the way, this money will also be charged to you!"
"Ah?? The people below don't know the goods, right? I gave them a Yangma, but they still think it's bad??"
Xu Tong was speechless, but then he thought about it... We can't blame him for being ignorant, the key is that Heikati is really ugly.
Thinking of this, Xu Tong's eyes wandered.
"How about I catch a few beautiful ones next time? Can you give me some practical rewards? Master, take a look at the following flavors. Foreign gods love skewers. There are all kinds of them, including cow-head ones, sheep-head ones, and snake-head ones.
We can find them all, even if we don’t open a dating agency, it would be more profitable.”
"You little brat, if you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful, I will call your master to come in and beat you!"
Seeing that Xu Tong was getting more and more outrageous as he spoke, as if he was running to find a wife for Niu Tou Ma Mian, the master finally couldn't bear it and interrupted him to continue.
Seeing that he still had an angry look on his face, the master could only explain: "Some time ago, I had a dream. In the dream, I saw you dying, so I called the old master to come and we will tell you a fortune."
"What hexagram?"
Xu Tong asked curiously, he had personally experienced the fortune-telling skills of the old Taoist, and he was better than himself.
"It can't be said. Anyway, the hexagrams are not good, so I asked you for this book of life and death. The purpose is to save your life."
"Kill me?"
The master nodded and explained: "A town object is different from ordinary things. It can be a brick or a tile, or a few lines of small characters. According to legend, a sophisticated person can create a town with just one sentence.
The so-called luck is not a fixed number, life and death, wealth and honor, if the luck declines, even the Da Luo gods will die, so something must be used to stabilize it, which is the safest."
After saying that, the master pulled him to sit down, holding the fishing rod in one hand, while explaining to him the origin of the Zhenwu thing.
For example, Feng Shui, formations, and even architecture all have counterweights, which can affect the weather of the world and influence people's fate and destiny.
It was Gongshu Ban, Lu Ban himself, who built the Zhang Yi Building on the edge of Dujiangyan. After the building was built, Lu Ban placed a small wooden man carrying a load in the recess of the beam, and placed a grain of rice on each side of the load to keep the wooden load intact.
There is a saying about human balance: the wooden man will not fall, and the water will not approach Shu.
"So magical?"
This is the first time Xu Tong has heard of such a strange ability.
"Yeah! But then this technique has long been extinct. Even if there are still some left, it's just a few more dead bones on Beimang Mountain."
While the master acknowledged the magic of this technique, he could not help but reveal a somewhat sinister and cold expression.
After all, although this sect is a great creation, most of the people who can use it are people with evil intentions.
If you meet him, kill him if you must.
Moreover, this technique is not entirely magical. The laws of heaven are cyclical and cause retribution. Even if something is causing trouble, you still have to pay it back when it is time. If you violate the objective laws, you will not get good results.
Just like the Zhangyi Tower, thousands of years later, in the year when Dujiangyan burst, before the floods, a large-scale rat plague broke out in Shu. All the millet that could be found was pulled out by the rats and eaten, even if it was hidden on the beams.
It is said in "Hao'an Xiahua": "There are one hundred and twenty coins on the beam, which is used to build a town."
In addition, "Book of Jin: Biography of Xie An", "Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai" and "Mengxi Bi Tan·Personnel" are all involved.
Ordinary heretics would not use this method, but there is a book dedicated to this technique called Lu Ban Shu.
This is what people call the art of hating victory.
"Oh, this is the art of hating victory."
A few days ago, I heard Lao Dao and Zhao San mention it casually. At that time, I didn't understand what the art of hating victory was.
When I heard Master say this today, I immediately understood.
"Well, it's normal for people who are tired of winning and eager to fight, and eventually lose all their wealth and disappear from history. However, this theory of suppressing things is not entirely a method of harming others. It is also the best choice to use it as a self-defense method.
"
The master talked for a long time, then took the tea handed over by Xu Tong, took a sip, put the tea on the table, and casually took the page of the book of life and death in Xu Tong's hand.
He pinched it with his fingers, and the yellow paper was instantly folded into a small man the size of a palm.
Then he grabbed Xu Tong's palm and scratched his finger with a swipe, causing blood to flow freely. The master used his finger as a pen and began to write strange characters on the paper figure.
The last stroke, one on the left and one on the right, was placed on the eyes of the paper man. Immediately, the paper man's eyes seemed to be alive. The eyes tilted and stared straight at him.
Xu Tong felt a chill all over his body and had an indescribable feeling.
Then he saw the paper man flying up and three inches above his head and disappearing without a trace.
Disappeared?
No!
Just waiting for him to activate the Life Eye Qimen and take a look, he saw a little man sitting inside his luck, his figure gradually being wrapped up in his luck.
This thing is like Dorsey's lucky coin, and can be integrated into people's luck.
As soon as this little yellow paper figure sat in his destiny, Xu Tong immediately felt it.
How to describe it...
Well, there is a slight sense of restraint, like putting on a pair of underwear on my naked buttocks.
It fits snugly, is comfortable, and feels secure.
Unlike Doshi's lucky coin, this thing has no negative impact on himself or the people around him. According to the master, it will only be activated when someone wants to manipulate his luck.
.
In the world, unless it is those heavenly treasures, there is nothing more powerful than the Book of Life and Death.
When he thought of this, Xu Tong instantly felt that a black cardie was exchanged for a book of life and death. This transaction was indeed a business that he had earned with his own blood.
As for whether the master is at a loss or not... Haha, Xu Tong handed over the tea with a smile. Who knows that this is his master? Anyway, he has no money now.
At this time, Xu Tong suddenly remembered something.
"Master, apart from the merits of incense, is there anything else that can harm the gods?"
He thought of that old woman Thalia, who was still plotting against the demon king under the Inquisition. With her methods, she might not be able to succeed in the end.
But I knew very well in my heart that the demon king below was definitely still alive. If the demon king really woke up, broke free, and Thalia slapped her butt and left, they would be the unlucky ones.
Thinking of this, it is inevitable that I can't help but feel defensive.
This question made the master frown: "Don't do this nonsense. You were lucky enough to catch a little Western god's idea. If you really encounter a ruthless person, it's the only serious thing to run away."
"What if I can't run away? I'm in the West now, and I don't have anywhere to burn paper money."
Xu Tong was not sure in his heart, in this world with a Western background, whether his paper-tying skills could invite the Yin gods of the East. If the demons from hell were invited, who would he cry to?
"Um……"
The master was silent for a moment, but in the end he couldn't stand Xu Tong's insistence. He sighed and said, "Go to your wife about this matter."
"My wife?"
Xu Tong stared and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Is it even?"
"Ahem, ask your master."
The master twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and hit Xu Tong on the head, picked up the tea cup again, and began to urge Xu Tong to get out.
Yes, with Master's attitude, Xu Tong knew that his master must have something waiting for him.
Before leaving, Xu Tong did not forget to ask: "Master, what's going on with the eldest princess's tree??"
Seeing Xu Tong mention the tree, the master sighed inwardly and thought to himself, Lao Zhu's family's country has perished, but their luck is always there.
Shaking the fishing rod in his hand: "Hey, what can I say about this... Next time you pass by, take a closer look. There is a rope on it."
A rope...
As soon as Xu Tong thought about it, he immediately understood and planted the old crooked-neck tree in his front yard.
