Hearing the old man's answer, I frowned and couldn't figure out what was going on.
There are too many things that I can't figure out. The Taoist priest back then would never take the old Taoist to the mountain for no reason and then lock him up.
So there must be some secret in Lao Dao's body that he saw.
But what secrets will the old Taoist have?
I can't tell. I know my Taoist skills are too shallow. The Taoist priest back then was able to draw seven runes on the talisman paper, so it was by no means simple. He must have seen something.
But how could such an expert be killed so easily by an old Taoist and then have his soul swallowed?
I'm not surprised that Lao Dao was able to kill him. After all, Lao Dao was only a fifteen-year-old boy back then, and he had been imprisoned by him for so long. He shouldn't be very prepared for Lao Dao's sudden attack.
But I couldn't figure it out that the old Taoist could swallow his soul. You must know that the old Taoist was only fifteen years old at the time.
Moreover, after swallowing his ghost, the old Taoist learned to draw talismans, which made me even more incredible.
"You...how did you do it?" I couldn't help but ask the old Taoist.
The old Taoist shook his head, and then said: "I don't know. After I killed him, I saw his ghost coming out of his body. I didn't think anything at all. I just turned around and swallowed him. Then I ran down the mountain overnight.
, I have never been to Maoshan again.”
I looked at the old Taoist. Although he was full of questions, he didn't look like he was lying. So I didn't continue to ask, but asked him another question: "How do you know how to draw that talisman paper?"
of?"
The evil-breaking talisman with seven syllables is not a simple drawing drawn by a child. How did that old guy do it?
"I killed him back then and ran down Maoshan overnight. I was very scared, so I took away a few of his talismans. I knew those talismans were very powerful. If they encountered any monsters or monsters, they could save lives. I kept them from now on.
Hold those talisman papers, study them by yourself when you have nothing to do, and then try to draw them."
"At the beginning, I couldn't draw at all. I felt dizzy just by drawing one stroke on those talisman papers. If I kept trying, I would faint and die."
I nodded. Even I couldn't draw those talisman papers, let alone the old master.
"But later on, I gradually became able to draw more, and in the end I actually succeeded. But now, I can draw at most three pictures a month."
I looked at the old Taoist and took a deep breath. I didn't know what to say for a moment.
This has completely exceeded my imagination.
The talisman paper is not a ghostly drawing in the eyes of outsiders. I know how difficult it is to draw a talisman paper and a talisman paper with a certain power.
This thing is not just a copy in art class. A successful talisman paper requires the spirit of the person who draws the talisman, as well as the level of cultivation, both of which are indispensable.
The old man is obviously just an ordinary person who has never practiced Buddhism, how did he do it!
And what this guy drew was not just an ordinary talisman, it was an evil-breaking talisman with seven runes!
I couldn't help but glance at the old man again, I knew he was anything but simple.
Otherwise, the Taoist back then wouldn't have worked so hard to take him to the mountain. Besides, most people can't draw those talismans at all, but I can't see what secrets the old Taoist has.
"Have you ever experienced anything unusual in all these years?" I asked the old Taoist.
The Taoist priest's soul was swallowed by the old Taoist, so I doubt whether he has been lurking in the old Taoist body.
But after listening to what I said, the old man shook his head and said: "No, when I met Mr. Li San, I told him about this matter. He checked it for me and said to reassure me, that guy is
What I really ate was not hiding in my body."
I fell silent after hearing his words. The Li Sanye he called was his grandfather.
Although I was raised by my grandfather and all my skills were taught by him, I still don’t know how capable my grandfather is.
There are many secrets in Grandpa's body. Since he had been checked by Lao Dao back then and said he was fine, it meant that he was really fine. But how did Lao Dao do it?
"Did grandpa say anything after he examined you back then?" I couldn't help but ask the old man again.
"Master Li San said something back then, but I still don't know what it means." The old Taoist said in a deep voice.
"What did grandpa say!" Hearing this, I couldn't help but ask.
"At that time, Mr. Li San just shook his head and said that my numerology was a little strange, that's why this situation happened. But what was so strange? I asked him many times, but he didn't tell me. He just wanted me to live well.
Follow him and don’t think too much. Besides... He also said that the time has not come yet. When the time comes, some things will become clear."
I frowned when I heard this.
Grandpa must have discovered something about Lao Dao back then, otherwise I wouldn't have said these words, because I know grandpa.
But he didn't tell Lao Dao this secret.
"Back then, I traveled around the world with Mr. Li San and watched him create a big name in Jishui. But one day, Mr. Li said he was leaving Jishui and asked me to stay and help him look after the shop. He said that one day
You will come, just let me follow you from now on." The old Taoist looked at me and said.
I frowned, and now the doubts in my heart were even heavier.
I haven't figured out what happened to Lao Dao yet, and what Grandpa did confuses me again.
Grandpa is definitely not a simple person, I know this.
But what on earth does grandpa want to do?
Back then, he took Lao Dao in and had interactions with Mu Mu. Now that I have come to Jishui, both Mu Mu and Lao Dao have found me and stayed with me.
All this is definitely not accidental, but grandpa deliberately arranged it this way.
Especially when the wood appeared, he said that he was wandering in a mysterious place, and then he saw his grandfather, who brought him out and asked him to come to Jishui to find me.
But grandpa was already dead at that time. How did he find the wood?
Did Mu Mu see his grandfather’s ghost, or his living grandfather?
And the Ying Gou inside my body, does grandpa know that that guy is always inside me?
Thinking about these questions, I couldn't help but have a headache, because there are too many things that I don't have answers to unless my grandpa tells me personally.
But for some reason, I had an intuition that I might never see my grandpa again in the future.
"Although Mr. Li San didn't say anything back then, I'm not a fool. I know there must be some problems with me, but I don't care anymore. What do people do in life? If you can live well, it's a day. If you can't figure out some things, don't do it.
If you think about it, just like Mr. Li San said, when the time comes, everything will be clear."
