[69 Book Bar - www.] In 1992, this day was an ordinary day for most people, but for this woman in a white dress, it was the most difficult day to endure. , her face was beautiful, and her long hair was spread behind her. Instead of making her more charming, it actually made her a bit more tragic. She knelt on her knees in front of the old house, her body was already trembling slightly. At this time, she was already Six hours had passed. Under the blazing flames, beads of sweat fell from her forehead and fell to the ground with a thud. She raised her eyes and looked at the closed wooden door, letting the beads of sweat fall without wiping them off.
In a swaddle placed about one meter in front of the woman, a baby closed his eyes tightly, his face and even his whole body were blue. Countless black threads penetrated under the originally delicate skin, and they were still moving faintly. Every time those black threads moved, , the baby hummed, its arms and legs curled up, its nose and mouth seemed to be blocked by something, and it was hard to breathe. Every time it heard this movement, the woman's face became darker...
The woman raised her head and glanced at the flames in the sky, then suddenly knocked her head to the ground and made a "bang" sound. She knew that the people in the room must hear it, so she raised her head and continued to smoke. Once, she used all her strength. After repeating it more than ten times, blood was already oozing from her forehead. She did not intend to stop and kept repeating...
The closed door finally opened, and a Taoist priest in green clothes walked out. He was about forty-five or six years old. He was extremely thin, with thin lips and some blue under his eyelids. Although he was thin, his figure was still tall and straight. Unfortunately, he was He had one arm and his left arm was empty. He glanced at the woman kneeling on the ground and saw the wound on her forehead. He trembled in his heart and his voice was still cold: "He was born when the yang energy is at its peak in the year. , even if I can save him today, he will still leave you one day, so why bother!"
"I am pregnant in ten months. No matter what happens to him, he is still a piece of flesh in my heart. How can a mother abandon him?" The woman lowered her head and said, "Even for my mother's sake, isn't it okay?"
The Taoist priest shook his body when he heard this, looking quite weak. He closed his eyes slightly, and the figure of a young woman appeared in front of him. She was vague, but she couldn't see clearly. He smiled sadly: "She will always be my life. Okay, I will I'll help you, but you have to know that it lasts for twenty years. After twenty years, everything depends on his fate. If he is born on the solstice day, his fate will be completely changed by this rescue!"
The Taoist priest squatted down, bit his index finger, and dripped blood onto the baby's forehead. He put his right index finger on it, drew a line on each side, and dotted a little in the middle. The originally messy blood quickly returned to its place, and the Blood Bagua suddenly appeared on the baby's forehead. On the forehead, the Taoist priest stretched out his right hand again, closed his palm, put his index finger and middle finger together, pointed at the center of the Blood Bagua, and murmured the words: "Heaven and earth are born together, sweep away filth and eliminate guilt, refine the nine ways, and restore the true form. !”
A ray of red light shot from his fingertips into the Xue Bagua, and then penetrated into the baby's body. The black silk that was still moving slowly was instantly wrapped in the red light. The two squeezed and collided with each other, which was quite strange. In the stalemate, the Taoist took a breath and pressed down with both fingers. The black threads turned into black smoke, floated out from the baby's body, turned into smoke and dust, slowly released, and finally disappeared. When the woman saw this, her hands Putting it on his chest, the Taoist priest also opened his eyes. There was sweat on his back and forehead, and his body became swaying. The woman stepped forward to support him. Before he could speak, the Taoist priest said: "I saved his life." , just let me give him a name."
"Okay, of course." The woman said, "If my mother knew, she would definitely agree."
The Taoist priest's eyes drooped: "He was born in the solstice of Yang, with strong fire. His name was originally supposed to contain water. However, this child's life experience is different from ordinary people. It cannot be ordinary. The single word is just Bai!"
The woman wanted to say something else, but the Taoist priest waved his hand, turned around and walked in, leaving only his voice lingering in his ears: "What is his fate? We will find out in twenty years!"