Looking at my question, he continued: I don't know if he is alive, and I know very little about him. If I call him master in person, he may not agree. More than ten years ago, there was a man in our village.
After the death of a good man, he was in a state of darkness. I met him for the first time, and after that I was obsessed with learning from his master. At that time, I was no longer young, and I was very poor. I only wanted to learn the heresy of Qimen Dunjia and the like.
To make a fortune quickly, he said that I have poor skills, but it doesn't matter. Taoist practice pays attention to fate, and meeting someone is fate. However, my purpose is impure and I have too many distractions. The more I learn, the more I will lose in the future.
Later, he couldn't resist my pestering and threw me a book, which recorded his insights on Qimen Dunjia. Because there was no real person to guide me, I only learned a little bit, so I thought I had real skills and went to the south to make a living. Who knew?
My head was broken and bloody, especially after a woman betrayed me back then. I was so disheartened. I have no children. I have been your mentor and friend all these years. Xiao Sanliang. Now I am back to Fujian, using my three-legged cat.
Things can keep you safe, but I know your character is the kind that never looks back until you hit the wall. If this matter is not resolved, you will live in guilt and self-blame for the rest of your life. For you, I will risk this.
Show your face and beg him once.
I asked uncertainly: After more than ten years, can you still find him? Besides, after so long, he is still alive?
The master raised his head and said: In his words, if there is a destiny, you will naturally find it.
This incident was exactly what I expected. The eldest sister was so sad about losing her father that I even thought she might hate me. If she didn’t know me, nothing would have happened to her father. How did she explain how she got to know me?
Tell the police everything.
This means that both of us will be sentenced as tomb robbers.
In fact, things didn't happen the way I thought.
Soon, an announcement was issued by the Public Security Bureau - Wang Wenhai suffered from intermittent mental illness and committed suicide that night due to an attack of his illness. This result was recognized by Wang Wenhai's family. I hope everyone will not listen to rumors about ghosts and gods, but believe in science.
government.
As an angry young man in the past, I would always doubt whatever these government departments said. I felt that these people were idiots and made up lies that were obviously lies. Now that I am really immersed in the situation, I understand that in fact, no matter whether they are officials or
Well, even ordinary people, sometimes, it's not that they don't tell the truth, but that they can't tell the truth.
In life, we need such white lies.
Take the uncle's case as an example. A murder case has exploded in this quiet town. Various versions of love, vendetta, wealth, murder, and ghost killings are spreading. If the Public Security Bureau reveals all the bizarre facts about Wang Wenhai's internal organs,
What kind of panic would it cause if someone disappeared and walked more than ten miles after death?
On the surface, the case is closed, but behind the scenes, we still need the truth. Especially when I saw the eyes of my uncle’s daughter Wang Xiaoqing that were red and swollen from crying, I attended the uncle’s funeral and saw this kind mother and daughter crying until they fainted again and again.
, and more importantly, they didn’t blame me for anything, which made me feel even more guilty and uneasy.
I decided to have a showdown with this policewoman. My intuition told me that this was a policewoman I could trust. No matter what, my master and I could not be detained for grave robbing. I had to buy time to find my master's master.
In the interrogation room, the policewoman and I were smoking and talking. The room was filled with smoke, but we had to smoke because I was telling a ghost story to a policeman.
I have been struggling, does she believe what I said?
She may be struggling in the same way, should I believe what he said?
After she listened, she tapped her fingers lightly on the table and said: Do you doubt those two sisters?
I nodded and said: Yes, there are too many suspicious things. Their motive for approaching Huzi is unknown, but it is definitely very clumsy. I stayed up all night that night just to monitor the two of them to see what would happen, but what?
Speaking of which, my surveillance gave them both an alibi.
The policewoman raised her head and said: You have ignored two people. One is the lunatic who claims to be the King of the Mountain Stream. She must be a witness to something. The words of a lunatic are not without purpose. He is afraid of tigers and will not say anything that will kill people.
No reason.
The other one is the goateeed human trafficker. This man is willing to sell a beautiful girl for eight thousand. As you said, he must be a double act with the Xigua Lanxin sisters, so they are in the same group. That day
The biggest suspect who committed the crime at night should be him.
I slapped my thigh and said: Yes, it's very possible! I remember when my uncle saw him for the first time, he said that he was not a person at all, just a skin hanging with a breath.
A skin bag hanging with a breath!
Wasn't that uncle who went to Sanlitun to hang himself late at night not a skinned person? Did the uncle's words actually come true to himself?
If you explain it this way, the uncle did not die unjustly without any reason, because he knew a little bit about Taoism and saw through the identity of the goatee, so he was silenced?
And everyone should have heard that any kind of kid should use whatever method to claim his life. If you want to hang yourself, you should hang yourself, and if you want to kill a water ghost, you should drown him. So that is a skinny ghost, and he used this method to claim his uncle's life.
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The biggest suspect was Goatee, so I made a portrait based on my memories, and the Public Security Bureau issued a wanted warrant for human trafficking.
As for the two sisters, they did not impose too many punishments to avoid alerting others.
You should know how complicated this matter was to deal with. It was obviously a supernatural thing, but it could not be explained. This policewoman was very courageous and directly sent several policemen to keep a 24-hour surveillance in Sanlitun. I doubted the policeman on duty at the time.
Safety, after all, you can't kill a ghost even if you have a gun in your hand.
The policewoman sneered and said to me: I believe in ghosts, but I believe even more that the human heart is more terrifying than ghosts and gods.
After completing the arrangements for this side, I, the master, followed a cold and charming policewoman and embarked on a journey to find my master's master, who can be regarded as my master. The target is Hangzhou. My master said that the old god is here.
When cultivating in a hut in Tianmu Mountain, one usually does not step out of the mountain gate. The good people in his village were able to obtain the three-foot-three-foot yin house of the old god because the deceased old man had a karmic relationship with the old god during the Anti-Japanese War. Taoism pursues Taoism.
, I pay special attention to this, that is to say, if I owe you a favor, I must pay it back and not have any entanglements with anyone.
After several twists and turns, we got off the train at Hangzhou Railway Station. Arriving in this strange city for the first time made me feel a little hesitant. As soon as I got out of the train station, I saw an amazing scene.
In the lobby of this modern train station, there is a young Taoist boy riding on a green bull and holding an erhu in his hand.
He walked slowly towards the three of us.
The crowd all looked sideways, this scene was really more shocking than driving a Rolls-Royce.
There is a great visual contrast between the classical image and modernity.
The Taoist boy got off the cow, saluted and said: "My master said, there are friends coming from afar. May I ask who is Zhao Sanliang?"
I nodded with a dry mouth and said: It's me.
The Taoist boy saluted again and said: "My family is in Tianmu Mountain, waiting for you."
After saying that, he got on the Qingniu again, riding sideways, playing the erhu, and his figure gradually disappeared in the huge flow of people.
He left quietly without taking a single cloud with him.
Just as he came gently.
I glanced at the master and said: No wonder the old god didn't accept you as his disciple back then. Look at you for looking so wretched. Look at this other person, this is called pretentiousness and the demeanor of an immortal! How dare you ride a bull on the road?
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We first found a quick hotel, settled down, and decided to go up to Tianmu Mountain the next day. My master said: It’s our first time here, so why don’t we go to West Lake?
In this way, the three of us relaxed for a while and ran to the West Lake. Because our home was in a rural area and there was a reservoir, we didn't feel how beautiful the West Lake was. Neither of them were hypocritical people, so the three of us simply bought some snacks.
, sitting on a chair while eating and chatting.
Suddenly, I saw a little turtle smiling at me in the water of West Lake.