In the Li family's home, the face of the teacher who had previously listened to the children playing the piano with a bitter look on his face softened. As soon as the young man in blue shirt started playing the piano, he started to show his excitement. It was completely different from ordinary people. The expressions of other people in the room also softened.
It also changed. The young people became quiet, while the older people stopped talking, or listened solemnly, or closed their eyes and shook their heads slightly.
The young man in blue shirt sat upright and played the piano, his eyes lowered quietly, and the music sounded melodious.
The young man closed his eyes, as if he had seen his success in the imperial examination and was very satisfied with his ambition.
The old man felt sad, as if he had seen all kinds of things in the world and the setbacks he had encountered.
Li Yixian recalled many experiences he had in the capital and was fascinated for a while.
The room was immersed in the sound of the piano, but the man outside the room only felt his footsteps lifting up. It was neither going in nor not going in. His messy eyebrows were completely entangled. He just wanted to 'buy some' Yangshou, but he didn't expect it.
, there is such an expert in the family that I chose.
After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and patted the back of his head.
He opened his mouth and blew out a breath of black wind, covering the entire Li family.
Then one by one, the netherworld ghosts appeared, all wearing dark yellow clothes. Their appearance was clear from the waist up, except for their faces, which were blurry, and from the waist down they were completely transparent. They were either holding chains or swords in their hands.
Wanting to swarm you, you have already deceived your true nature.
The Taoist raised his hand and pointed forward, saying: "Go and capture the souls in this room!"
"Whoever hooks a soul back, the Taoist Master will hook your name and let you return to heaven and earth, and go to the netherworld to seek a long life."
"Even if you can't survive, at least you can no longer be driven."
These ghosts stirred up the dark wind in an instant and rushed towards the yard. For a moment, the dark wind blew up. Ordinary people would definitely feel chills on their backs and stiffness, and their Yang Qi was forced when they came in. But these ghosts stepped into the yard and moved
It started to stagnate.
After taking ten steps forward, the evil spirit had already dissipated.
One hundred and twenty steps forward.
The sound of the piano is in my ears.
Listening to the music is like living my whole life.
Containing the feeling of Huang Liang's dream, it is a dream but not a dream. Qi Wuhuo unconsciously activated it with his soul and fell into the ears of these ghosts. The effect was stronger. Facial features or beautiful features gradually appeared on the blurred faces of many ghosts.
Women, mighty and arrogant men, and old men, to name but a few, seemed to be awakened by the spirit and artistic conception contained in the sound of the piano, which had been blinded by magical powers.
The Taoist's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly swept away his sleeves and robes.
The cuffs went around and around, as if they had turned into a big bag. The black wind was flowing against the current and directly pulled all the more than ten ghosts back. The Taoist priest was holding his goat's beard with the corners of his eyes twitching: "
Just by playing the piano, I almost saved more than ten ghosts like me. Is this Buddhist or Taoist?"
"The Yuan Shen is so powerful and yet has such an understanding."
"The kind that has passed away!"
"Whose real person is here?"
"There is such a method in the Dharma Lineage."
"Is it Fang Xiandao? Or Louguan Dao?"
"First save me, and then save people's Hinayana Buddhism?"
"It's not like there really is a ghost eating tea here, right? Be good -"
The Taoist paced back and forth and gritted his teeth: "No matter what, if I can't get my life back, I won't be able to live. I'm going to die. No matter whose real person is here, I have to see it before talking about it." Immediately.
After twisting a magic formula, he disappeared and took a few steps forward. When he turned around, he saw that the hem of his clothes was still outside. It failed to disappear and fell into the air.
The Taoist priest shook his head and laughed at himself: "Hey, I am one hundred and thirty years old and I am still timid."
"I still don't know if it's a real person."
"It was so scary that I couldn't even use the spell well."
"Practice..."
He stretched out his right hand to grab the hem of his clothes and pulled hard a few times.
In the eyes of others, it was as if they saw the cloth hanging in the air shaking a few times, then seemed to be straightened, and then dragged to another place in a swish. It was no longer possible to see that the man threw forward with too much force.
After taking a few steps, he stood firm, put down his clothes, put his hands on his hands and said with a proud smile: "Hey, it's done!"
Then he raised his hand to straighten his clothes and straighten his cuffs.
But he really looks like a wandering Taoist priest.
Just now he swaggered inside.
Across the stone screen and the narrow passage, people were coming and going, but they all turned a blind eye or listened to him. They even took a snack from the chef's table next to him and walked to the front of the lobby, then he became nervous.
He straightened his clothes, put his right hand on the cuff, and a little light flew out of the sleeve, flying bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a greeting card, which he dragged with both hands.
But I saw lines of text written on it in a tadpole cloud pattern.
[I am a minister of Xiaozhao Zhenren, I hereby honor you to be the Supreme Taoist Lord of Jiutian, the Supreme Father-in-law, the Great God of the Nine Lao Immortal Capital, the Father-in-law of Jiu Qi, the True Lord of the Three Emperors...]
This is the origin of his inheritance. It cannot be the dharma lineage passed down from these great gods, but if you trace it back to the higher level, when the dharma lineage is passed down, there will be three copies of this jade post, one of which belongs to the master.
One part should be carried with you, and the other part should be burned into smoke to report to heaven.
Respectfully, he walked forward and then said:
"I don't know where the senior is from, Xiaodao..."
His voice and demeanor were both respectful and humble.
He raised his head and saw Qi Wuhuo playing the piano.
The smile on the face of this Taoist suddenly froze. His eyes widened, as if someone had punched him hard. The expression on his face wrinkled, and he froze from humility, and then turned into
Arrogant, even the rickety back suddenly straightened up, and his temperament changed in an instant: "So..."
He looked at the young man and sneered: "He is a heretic who [only cultivates nature, not life]!"
"It's just that the soul is powerful. Huh, Master Dao thought he was really capable of something!"
"Scared me."
The sleeve robe was swept away, and the invisibility method was immediately released.
Li Yuelin was immersed in the music of Qi Wuhuo's piano, recalling the complacency of his youth and the many twists and turns in his prime. When he was feeling nostalgic, he suddenly saw a Taoist priest in his hall, wearing somewhat shabby clothes.
The Taoist robe, white hair, and wooden hairpin were soaked with oil. They looked slovenly, and suddenly there was a thump in my heart.
Subconsciously he looked at his brother.
Li Yixian had already sat back and fell to the ground. When he saw the Taoist priest, his face turned pale and he said: "You, you!"
The Taoist smiled and cupped his hands and said, "You accepted my gold that day."
"I'm here to get something."
Li Yixian stammered: "Am I not already giving that [goods] to you?"
The Taoist priest smiled and said: "That has already been given."
"But the money I gave you should belong to the underworld."
"You took money from a ghost."
"I also spent a lot of money on it."
"Don't you know? Twelve taels of gold buys you one year of life. Your life span is fifty. You are thirty-five years old this year. These one hundred and fifty taels of gold are the money to buy your life."
Li Yixian felt a chill in his back, and felt that his hands and feet were cold and he could not move.
Li Yuelin suddenly said: "Wait a minute, the money has not been spent, it is still here."
The Taoist raised his eyes: "Oh?"
Li Yuelin raised his hand and took out a bag, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "This is your gold."
"I added thirty taels to it as a congratulatory gift to the Taoist priest. Please be kind and let my brother go."
Li Yi was stunned for a moment: "Brother..."
The Taoist laughed and said: "What a brotherly love, not bad, not bad."
"But take a look first, what is it you took out?"
Li Yuelin was stunned, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly opened his bag, and the gold that was originally prepared inside turned into a bag of soybeans. He picked it up and fell to the ground with a clatter, and the Taoist man
He reached into his arms, took out a bag of gold, and looked at him with a smile.
Li Yuelin blurted out: "This is... my gold."
Then he immediately stopped his voice and said with a smile: "No, it seems that you have already accepted it, Taoist Master."
The Taoist laughed and said:
"What is your gold? I picked this up from the ground by a Taoist priest. Did anyone say this is yours?"
"you!"
Li Yuelin prayed: "Taoist Master...please show your respect. As long as you let my brother go, I can ask for anything."
The Taoist stroked his beard and said, "Let him go, it's not impossible."
Li Yixian and Li Yuelin had some expectations on their faces.
The Taoist raised his hand and pointed directly at the young man who stopped playing the piano, and said simply and neatly: "Give me his soul and spirit!"
"Not only can I buy your brother's life."
"Master Tao can also give you great benefits."
"how?!"
Li Yuelin and Li Yixian's expressions suddenly changed.
Li Puyu lost her voice and said: "This, how is this possible!"
The Taoist smiled and said: "If not, Li Yi will come with me first."
Li Yixian looked desperate, with a lot of struggles on his face. Finally, he closed his eyes and sighed:
"I shouldn't be greedy for money. It has nothing to do with that child. Please take me away."
The Taoist priest laughed, but his eyes still fell on Qi Wuhuo.
Qi Wuhuo pressed the strings and suddenly said: "I agree."
He raised his head, looked at the old Taoist, his eyes were dark, and said:
"It's just that I'm curious about how you want to take away my soul."
"I haven't been practicing for a long time, and I have never seen such a method."
"Can you come closer so I can see with my own eyes?"
The old Taoist laughed and said, "You're cunning! But you only have a good mental recuperation skill."
"Since it is a request from a dying person, I am not so stingy."
"Let me show you my magical powers and you will understand until you die."
After saying this, he walked closer, feeling arrogant and arrogant.