Chapter 1 There are spirits in the north of the city
"Have you heard? The young master of the Dai family in the north of the city has become crazy recently, making the family restless!"
"Of course I know. I have a nephew who works late at night. He passed by the north of the city in the middle of the night and saw the young master of the Dai family climbing on the roof and making noises."
"Could it be that something evil happened? These days are not peaceful."
"That's why the Dai family deserves retribution! That Mr. Dai is having a great time collecting rent and lending money. The young master of the Dai family is even more famous for being a frivolous man. He molests women from good families in the street in broad daylight. He has long been disliked by them.
Got it!"
"The Dai family is so rich, why didn't they invite the doctor to come and take a look?"
"I've invited them a long time ago, but it doesn't work! In the past two days, Mr. Dai has sent his servants to various temples and shrines to invite the temple guardians and shamans. He is so diligent in paying for the incense."
"Bah! You are only willing to be generous when your son is in trouble. You are so stingy on weekdays that you even deduct the mason's wages!"
"Those temple blessings don't have much ability. Last time I saw one, he was doing magic to exorcise evil spirits on the outskirts of the city, and his head was smashed by a flying stone."
"Is there still this matter? Tell me about it..."
In the afternoon, the sun is blazing and the heat is steaming. The teahouses in Chengyang County are filled with people taking a break from the summer heat. The old and young men are talking about everything from far north to the north, from the Xuanming Kingdom to the new capital.
Which pretty widow changed her hairpin, there seems to be nothing they don't know about.
At this time, a tall young man with long arms and a bamboo basket on his back came to the teahouse and asked: "I would like to ask, how to get to Dai's house in the north of the city?"
"Dai family?" A meddlesome person saw the young man wearing a green shirt with wide sleeves, a black sash tied around his waist, and a white sash hanging down. It was covered with vermilion talismans and seals. Dressed like this, one could tell at a glance that he was proficient in magic.
A person who practices Taoism.
"Brother, are you going to Dai's house to do magic to exorcise evil spirits?"
The young man replied: "Whether it is really evil or not, we have to check it before we know."
"Go straight along the street, turn left at the intersection with three willow trees, and you will see the Dai Family Courtyard." The teahouse owner came out and said.
"Thank you." The young man cupped his hands and turned around to leave.
"I didn't expect that some Fu officials would come to Chengyang County." A tea guest said.
"Fu Li? What is that?"
"You don't understand. I also spent a few days in the army and met these people. The white ribbons with red inscriptions hanging on their waists are their identification. They are not temple guardians in the wild temples in the countryside, but temples set up by the imperial court.
Xie, a specially trained monk."
"I think I've heard that the largest restaurant is called... Chongxuan Hall? It's right next to Dongsheng Capital."
"In the past few years, the Five Kingdoms War was fierce. Legend has it that an expert from the Chongxuan Pavilion caused a flood and destroyed the army of the Xiong Kingdom."
"What happened next?" Others asked curiously.
"Then? There was no later! We couldn't fight anymore, so we made an agreement to kill the troops at Shouyang Mountain."
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The teahouse facing the street is unbearably hot, but the deep courtyard in the alley is cool and pleasant. Old branches protrude from the wall, which shows that this house has been passed down for a long time and has changed many owners.
After knocking on the door, the gatekeeper came out and saw a young man in a green shirt with wide sleeves. He showed a token, handed over a letter and said at the same time:
"I'm Zhao Shui, the Fu official of Huaiying Hall. I recently learned that something strange has happened to the Dai family in Chengyang, and I was ordered to come to check for any ominous things."
The gatekeeper quickly said: "Please wait a moment, I will inform the master."
Zhao Shui stood outside the courtyard gate with his hands folded, slowly breathing and breathing, but soon he frowned and said to himself: "There is a fishy smell, I guess it must be the work of animals, not something powerful."
Not long after, the courtyard door opened again, and this time a plump old man came out to greet him. He came up and bowed deeply, and said with excitement: "Greetings to the envoy! I, Dai Yong, didn't expect Huaiying.
The museum really sent someone here!”
"I don't dare to be an envoy, I'm just a talisman official." Zhao Shui returned the greeting.
Mr. Dai asked: "I met Mr. Zhang at the Huaiying Hall a few years ago. I wonder how he is doing?"
"Your Excellency is in good health, but he has other important matters and has no time to leave, so he sent me here." Zhao Shu said bluntly: "I heard that your master is suffering from an illness that cannot be cured by medicine or stone. I wonder what the specific situation is?"
Mr. Dai sighed repeatedly and welcomed Zhao Mi into the house: "To be honest with Mr. Zhao, the dog has been manic and incoherent for the past two months, and has repeatedly hurt people. I have no choice but to lock him in the house and send him to eat and drink every day."
When they came to Dai's backyard, there were two other people here. Mr. Dai introduced them: "These two are the guardian of Wang Miao from Jiangjun Temple in the south of the city, and Mr. Zhu from Yanquan Cave in Lishan Mountain. They are both skilled practitioners in Chengyang.
scholar."
Wang Miaoshou was dressed in coarse short brown cloth, and his appearance looked the same as that of an old farmer in the countryside. Mr. Zhu, in linen clothes and with disheveled hair, carried a wooden sword on his back, and looked like a foreigner.
"Huaiying Hall Fu Li, Zhao Shu."
After announcing his identity, Wang Miaoshou repeatedly raised his hands to show his goodwill. However, Mr. Zhu just glanced at Zhao Mi, then raised his head and looked at the person through his nostrils without saying a word.
Zhao Shu didn't care, and looked at the stinky wing next to him: "Is this your son's residence?"
"Yes." Mr. Dai's expression was solemn, and he waved his hand to the servant at home to open the locked door.
Immediately, an unpleasant stench gushed out, hitting the nose and eyes. The healthy servants fled one after another. Even Master Dai covered his mouth and nose tightly and said in a muffled voice: "The dog is inside."
Zhao Shu and the other three looked inside the house and saw a thin man with ragged clothes, disheveled hair, and yellow filth all over his body. His feet were chained. He was facing the wall, curled up and sleeping. There were people lying on the ground nearby.
of meals.
"Have you eaten anything recently, your master?" Zhao Shu asked.
"Yes, all the meat that was brought in has been eaten up, but there is some rice and cakes left." Mr. Dai's eyes were shaken by the stench, and he quickly said: "I will leave this place to three experts. As long as the dog can be cured, Silver will
A hundred taels of cake will be served immediately. I, I will stay away for the time being!"
The Dai family ran away, and there were only three sorcerers left in the backyard. Zhao Shu took the opportunity to observe the other two - Wang Miao Shou's expression did not change, he was holding a jujube stick in his hand, and his feet were rooted firmly.
With his martial arts skills, Mr. Zhu couldn't hide the look of disgust on his face, but he couldn't leave just like that. He took two steps back with no intention of taking action.
Without further ado, Zhao Shu put down the bamboo basket on his back, quickly took out the incense burner, threw a piece of spices into it, and at the same time recited the mantra silently, and tapped it with his fingertips, and a fire suddenly started in the burner.
The aroma of furnace smoke rose slowly and soon spread all over Zhao Mi. He pursed his lips and whistled, and the smoke spiraled and expanded as if commanded.
In the blink of an eye, Dai's backyard was filled with smoke, as if there was a fire. But the smoke did not float outside, it just covered the backyard to remove filth and odor.
Generally speaking, those who practice magic are most afraid of impurity. Whether they are breathing in and out, refining energy or contemplating, they prefer a clean place. If the magic is crude and shallow, it will be damaged by various filth.
However, there is a solution for everything, and currently burning incense is the most convenient and appropriate method.
"Ancient vine roots, green wood incense, and scrophulariaceae." Mr. Zhu took a few sniffs and immediately made a judgment: "Is it the real fragrance of Xianwengmu?"
Zhao Shu nodded: "Mr. Zhu has extraordinary knowledge."
This person can explain the spices used by Zhao Miao in one word. It shows that he not only knows the method of combining incense, but also has a good foundation in breathing and refining qi. Otherwise, he would not be able to develop such a keen sense of smell. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhu still does not change his arrogance.
Not even the slightest bit of good looks.
"The Jiangjun Temple can't afford this kind of spice." Wang Miaoshou laughed honestly.
When Zhao Shu was about to say something, Mr. Zhu interrupted and said, "It's nothing more than what he got from clinging to the powerful. The wood was washed, dried in the sun, and pounded into incense. Could it be that he did it himself?"
"This..." Wang Miaoshou was not good at words, so he could only give Zhao Shu an awkward smile.
"It's better to cure the young master of the Dai family first. If you have any gossip, we can talk about it later." Zhao Shu leaned over and took out a bamboo pen from the bamboo basket. Mr. Zhu spoke again:
"Hmph! The Qingxuan Brush that uses energy to control evil is such a grand display!"
Zhao Shu was almost used to this person's yin and yang aura. He first used the Qingxuan pen to lightly swipe between his eyebrows, and various lights and colors suddenly appeared in his field of vision.
The smoke around him was still pale and white as usual, but Wang Miao Shou had a red aura that was close to being killed by a sword, hiding a ferocity, which was completely different from the appearance of the old farmer. As for Mr. Zhu, he was protected by a layer of green light, and his laws were strict.
, at first glance, he is a monk who has authentic Qi refining techniques.
"Qi-gazing technique?" Mr. Zhu obviously noticed that Zhao Shu's gaze was unusual.
"Almost." Zhao Shu smiled slightly and turned to look into the side room.
He saw that the unconscious young master of the Dai family had a sinister and evil energy that had not yet condensed. In Zhao Shui's eyes, the energy took the shape of a wolf dog and clung to the body of the young master of the Dai family.
"It's possessed by a spirit." Zhao Shu made a judgment: "But it's not a big monster, it's a wild dog or jackal."
"Does it take a long time to watch?" Mr. Zhu sneered: "From the reports from the Dai family, even a blind person can guess that it is possessed by a wolf or dog spirit."
Wang Miao Shou quickly smoothed things over: "Well... it doesn't seem to have much to do with whether a blind man can guess it or not."
"Tsk." Mr. Zhu didn't hide his attitude at all, and directly pulled out the wooden sword on his back: "If you work for a long time, you are either a peasant in the village temple or a mediocre person in the palace. What a waste of time! Get out of the way and watch me kill you in my hand.
Evil three-foot front!"
Zhao Shu got out of the way and saw Mr. Zhu stamp his foot and point his sword. Only with the naked eye, he could see the blue light flowing on the wooden sword.
This is incredible in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Zhao Shu, it is just ordinary. It is nothing more than a technique to spread qi on the sword to increase its sharpness. A wooden sword that has been filled with qi is no less sharp than a fine steel blade, and can be used to deal with monsters.
Evil spirits are more effective. If Mr. Zhu doesn't even have this skill, he shouldn't come to the homes of wealthy people to exorcise evil spirits.
After the cloth was finished, Mr. Zhu gave a low shout and rushed into the house first, slapping the young master of the Dai family with his wooden sword.
This Mr. Zhu seemed arrogant, but he also knew the importance of his actions. He only slapped with the blade of his sword, trying to get rid of the ghosts.
Unexpectedly, before the wooden sword fell, a thin and pale hand accurately grasped Mr. Zhu's veins. Looking down, the young master of the Dai family did not seem to have just woken up. He actually had a cunning look on his face as if his plan had succeeded, and his eyes were glowing with green light.
.
Whoosh!
The sound of cracking silk was heard, followed by a series of muffled crackling sounds, and Mr. Zhu flew out of the house. With his light and strong body, which he had been practicing for a long time, he did not fall down and gnawed on the mud. He stood up again as soon as he turned over, his chest and abdomen
There were several tears and scratches on Chu's robe, and there were even traces of blood.
Everyone looked up and saw that the young master of the Dai family stood up slowly with his back hunched over, bared his teeth, and showed a fierce expression on his face. Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth. Apart from his appearance, he still retained his human appearance, but his temperament and behavior were no longer human.
"It seems that it is somewhat intelligent."
Zhao Miao glanced at Mr. Zhu, then recited the mantra silently, without using paper and ink, holding a pen and writing empty-handedly, using the smoke around him to slowly outline a talisman seal.
The young master of the Dai family, who had been possessed by a spirit and had taken over his mind, became even more manic at this moment. He suddenly jumped out, and as soon as he stretched out his hands from the door, the iron chains under his feet tightened immediately, and he fell to the ground.
"Fortunately, fortunately." Wang Miaoshou clutched the jujube stick and said with a nervous smile: "Even if he is possessed by a spirit, his body is still just that of a young man. I have never heard of the young master of the Dai family practicing martial arts, so there is no need to be afraid now.
"
"Not necessarily." As soon as Mr. Zhu finished speaking, he heard the sound of iron chains breaking in the room, and the young master of the Dai family rushed out of the wing with a strange scream.
Wang Miao Shou said he was afraid, but his movements were not deceptive. He raised and poked the jujube stick, as fast as lightning, and directly hit the young master of the Dai family on the shoulder, causing him to fall down in pain.
Mr. Zhu took the lead and pointed his wooden sword directly at the young master of the Dai family. The cold blue light stopped just inches away from his throat.
"Monster, why don't you retreat quickly?!"
The sound of shouting that activates the energy in the Dantian is like a thunder in the backyard. Ordinary people will feel their ears tightening, and the monsters and monsters will feel like they are being burned by fire when they hear it.
However, the young master of the Dai family just rolled and roared, and the spirit still persisted. This attracted Wang Miaoshou and Mr. Zhu to look at Zhao Shu together.
"Are you ready?"
After Zhao Miao's calligraphy was finished, Yun Danfeng asked the two of them gently.
"If you have any tricks, use them quickly!" Mr. Zhu was furious.
Zhao Miao calmly moved his hand and pointed with his pen. The talisman and seal formed by the smoke were weak and the writing was curved and mottled. It was like a tiger descending from the mountain and printing towards the young master of the Dai family.
As soon as the talisman fell, it was like a blazing flame burning a dead branch. The spirit attached to the body of the young master of the Dai family let out a whine that ordinary people could not hear. The evil spirit was quickly swept away and destroyed. The young master of the Dai family's body trembled violently, and finally collapsed as if he had lost all strength.
He fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
When Mr. Zhu and Wang Miaoshou saw this, they were obviously relieved. Zhao Shu stared at the young master of the Dai family and confirmed that the evil spirit was gone. The wolf, dog and spirit were directly eliminated, and he was secretly proud of himself.
"What do you two think?" Zhao Shu asked while packing his things.
Wang Miaoshou leaned over to examine the young master of the Dai family. He rolled his eyes and snarled his mouth, just like an old farmer in the country treating his livestock. He praised repeatedly: "It is indeed cured. He is indeed a palace official of the imperial court. I, I
Wait until you feel ashamed."
"What 'I'm waiting'? Only you!" Mr. Zhu sheathed his sword, as arrogant and unruly as ever, as if Zhao Shu and Wang Miaoshou were just helping him.
"Mr. Zhu, I'm going to ask Mr. Dai to come over and ask him to ask someone to mend your clothes." Zhao Shu pointed at the cracks in the other party's robe: "This is not very elegant."
The corners of Mr. Zhu's eyes twitched and he waved his sleeves angrily: "No need!"
Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Zhao Shu said again: "By the way, the two assistants have a lot of help. How will Master Dai's reward be divided?"
"People in the mountains eat the glow and drink the wind. These earthly yellow and white things are left to you to enjoy slowly!" Mr. Zhu strutted, but was kicked on the edge of the ladder. He staggered and almost fell down.