The Taoist priest was once kicked away by me, but now that he said those obviously threatening words, I had no intention of resisting. I definitely didn't really think that the Taoist priest was as weak as he appeared on the surface, but I definitely didn't.
Will be afraid of him.
What I said for the sake of peace in the world may be true or false. I am at the end of the war, but I also know how tragic the real battlefield is. I just want my son to live well and be ordinary. If
If possible, go bleach and stay away from this destructive business.
I am afraid, not of Taoist priests, but of the misery after failure. Guo Qiankun in the Feng Shui Mysterious Book could have become a young master relying on Mr. Guo's family property, but he insisted on having a future like Bo Tian's. What are the consequences? This is me
It is unbearable, not to mention that although the current great man unknowingly launched this movement called a catastrophe in his old age, overall, if considered as an emperor, he is a wise king.
I took a deep breath from the cigarette, glanced at the Taoist priest, and said: When you came this time, you didn't mean to kill my little son at first, but you did it for me, right?
The Taoist priest gently shook his head and said: I just can't bear it. Otherwise, you can't stop me.
After saying that, he stood up and said: I'm going to go out for a walk. Is there any incense table or something at home? If not, go out and look for it. It will be useful tonight.
I was stunned for a moment and wanted to ask why he wanted this thing, but after he finished speaking, he walked out without stopping.
Watching his figure disappear, I just felt that all the strength in my body was drained, and I sank into the chair. Unknowingly, I fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already dark. I don’t know when the Taoist priest came back. My wife had sorted out the incense table and everything. When he saw me waking up, the Taoist priest smiled and said: It seems that you are exhausted.
All in one sleep.
I shook my head apologetically and said: Sorry.
While we were talking, my wife brought me a bowl of noodles, which is a classic northern noodle dish. I finished it in three bites and said to the Taoist priest: Taoist priest, what do you need me to do now?
The Taoist said: Let's go to your father's grave.
The Taoist priest is a very capable man. He stood up as soon as he left, picked up the incense case and left. I quickly followed him, picked up the incense burner and other things and followed behind him.
After leaving the yard, there were still some idle villagers in the village. At that time, television was just a legendary object. A group of people gathered around the big tree and listened to the radio to learn to sing red songs. Occasionally, there were a few dogs barking, and everything was peaceful.
When the villagers saw me, they all said hello: Hey, Jianguo, are you going to visit your father's grave? It's late at night and you're carrying so many things. Do you want any help?
I greeted them one by one, treated the villagers' kindness and concerns, and watched them live and work in peace and contentment. I became more and more convinced of my decision. The people really couldn't stand the trouble.
Just walking all the way out of the village entrance, it was a different kind of quiet. Behind me was the village, and the quiet world in front of me gave me an unreal feeling at this moment. I don’t know why this feeling came from.
It just made my heart feel inexplicably anxious. I couldn't help but stand still.
The Taoist priest walking in front looked back at me and said, "Fame, fame, fortune, glory, and wealth are like a dream that lasts for hundreds of years. Zhao Jianguo, you are not an ordinary farmer. Are you really reluctant to give up?"
The Taoist priest's words woke me up, and I realized where my anxiety came from. Seeing the opportunity in front of me, I was really reluctant to give up. Looking back at the village, I took a deep breath and said: Taoist priest, let's go.
Jianguo thought it through.
When I arrived at the cemetery, there was a new grave in front of me, two people, and a black dog that had lost its hair. I came here this time to be the one who helped the Taoist priest. I had no idea what he was going to do.
I set up the altar according to his instructions, and he put three sticks of incense on my father and said to me: "Bow down to your father."
I also knelt on the futon and kowtowed several times respectfully. I didn't have any thoughts of worship at this moment, so I glanced at the Taoist priest from the corner of my eyes. I was really curious about what he was going to do and what he was going to do.
The Taoist priest took out something black from the bag on his back and threw it to the black dog that had been following him. He didn’t know what the thing was. The dog ate it very deliciously and almost wolfed it down.
, then I remembered.
When this dog was at my house, it would not eat the leftover food that my wife gave it. It seemed that it was not interested, and it seemed that it did not bother to compete with the local dog at my house for food. This made me curious.
, what is that black thing?
The Taoist priest is an extremely smart person, and I still think so. Because with every look and movement you make, he can clearly see what you are thinking. Just like now, I just took a second look.
As for the dog that was devouring it, he directly said: That is a piece of human flesh, dried human flesh. This beast is only willing to work when it is full.
After saying that, he whistled loudly at the dog. The dog, which had always been sullen and sullen, seemed to have rejuvenated as if it had taken an elixir. It jumped up and down happily, wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue.
, with an extremely flattering expression, the Taoist touched its head dotingly, and said with a smile: You are just greedy, okay, after the work is done, I will reward you with another piece.
The beast seemed to be psychic. He lowered his head and began to sniff the ground. He walked while sniffing, very much like a police dog today looking for a criminal suspect.
The Taoist priest followed him. Every time the dog paused, he would put a small yellow flag on the place where it paused. On it were ghostly symbols that I couldn't understand. The brush strokes were like snakes and dragons, but they were very powerful. I followed silently.
Behind them, they watched the Taoist priest's movements until he finished placing all the flags in his hands.
At this time, according to the direction, the entire flag is connected in a line, and it looks like an entrenched dragon.
Could this be the so-called underground dragon vein?
He looked back at me and said, "This beast can smell the earth's atmosphere. Don't underestimate it. I think it's the same age as your grandfather. No one knows why it can live so long. Maybe it's because it ate human flesh."
Maybe, who knows? These eighty-one big flags just lock the dragon energy in the ground. In this way, although the dragon veins are broken, it will not destroy the feng shui of your Zhao family. There is no better choice.
The Taoist priest just finished speaking.
The storm surged in an instant.
I saw real Taoism for the first time in my life. Within the range of the small flag, the strong wind blew so hard that I could hardly open my eyes.
Outside the small flag, everything was calm.
The black dog stood on the grave, looking up to the sky and howling like a wolf. Above its head, a black cloud automatically formed. No matter how strong the wind was in the circle, the black cloud did not move at all.
The Taoist priest drew his mahogany sword and stood beside the incense table in front of my father's grave. He burned incense and paid homage.
Bye. Once again, he took something out of the backpack that looked like a treasure bag and put it on his face.
I looked at it with a flashlight and was so frightened that I didn't dare to say anything. I just felt inexplicably eerie and terrifying, and the hairs all over my body stood on end.
The Taoist priest wore a mask on his face. The mask reflected a dark and cold light, as if it were an iron tool.
This mask is not a traditional grimace, but it is more confusing and depressing than a grimace.
This is a line face.
A few rough lines outline a face that seems to be crying or smiling. At a glance, people will be obsessed with the expression of the mask, wondering and guessing what kind of expression it is, is it crying or laughing?
The Taoist priest stood facing the wind.
Holding a yellow talisman in one hand, the yellow talisman spontaneously ignited instantly.
Holding a sword in one hand, the sword tip is facing the sky.
The Taoist priest shouted: "The heavenly masters of the past generations are here at Longhu Mountain. Today, for the sake of peace in the world, my disciple Wang Yuanlu has willingly sacrificed his three hundred years of Taoism."
I want to slay the dragon.
As soon as he said this, a golden thunder flashed out of the black cloud above the black dog's head.
At that moment, the Taoist priest who used a mahogany sword to draw thunder and lightning stood there. His body was so thin that he looked as if he would be blown away by a gust of wind. But in my eyes.