When grandpa said this, his face was very serious, and there was no hint of any joke at all. I didn't know what to say for a while.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit solemn, Loach interrupted and said, "By the way, Master Zhao Jiu, didn't you go find the village chief? Why did you follow us all the way here?"
Grandpa sighed and said, "I originally went to look for the village chief. I didn't find the village chief in the temple, so I went to look elsewhere. I happened to meet you and Dongfang when I came out of the temple. Then I followed you all the way there.
Here, otherwise it would be impossible for me not to show up sooner or later, just when those ghosts are about to attack you."
Then grandpa took a breath and said, "Okay, it's already very late now. You'd better go back with me quickly! The village chief hasn't been found. If you want to catch him, you have to wait for him to show up next time."
Loach and I nodded, and then followed Grandpa towards the village.
While walking on the road, I kept thinking about what my grandfather said to me before, that is, what is the origin of that coffin? Why did my grandfather say that after the coffin was dug out, our village would no longer be able to live in peace?
I can't figure these questions out. If I want to know the secrets, I can only explore them myself.
After I got home, because it was too late, I went straight to bed without washing up.
As soon as I touched the pillow, my eyes darkened and I quickly fell asleep.
I have been busy almost all day, and I am very tired both physically and mentally.
I had a very solid sleep this time. If grandpa hadn't woken me up, I guess I could have slept for a long time.
"Qi Delongdong choked..." I was in a daze when I suddenly heard a loud sound of gongs and drums, which almost shattered my eardrums.
I was so excited that I jumped out of bed.
When I opened my eyes, what I saw was my grandfather standing in front of me holding a gong and drum.
"Grandpa? What are you doing?" I looked at grandpa in confusion. At first I thought it was a fire at home!
"Follow me!" Grandpa only said this, then walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back.
Although I am confused now and don't know what happened, but since grandpa said so, I still follow him out honestly.
"Grandpa, why did you call me out so early in the morning?" I yawned and asked listlessly.
"Be serious, I have something important to tell you." Grandpa turned around and said seriously.
It seems that grandpa really has something to say to me today! Thinking of this, I immediately straightened my back and said, "Grandpa, if you have anything to say, just say it! Don't betray me."
Grandpa coughed twice, and then said, "You know my identity. I was once a Taoist priest in Maoshan. I have never hidden this from you. After your parents left, I originally planned to let you inherit my mantle.
I leave my ghost-catching skills to you. But you have never been interested in these things, so although I have the intention, due to this, I have never forced you.
But you have seen everything that happened yesterday. I can tell you very clearly that this is just the beginning. There will be more ghosts and ghosts that will haunt you in the future. I can save you once or twice, but I can’t.
Maybe he will appear in time every time and save you from the hands of monsters and monsters, which requires you to have the strength to protect yourself."
Grandpa's words made me stunned. From what Grandpa meant, he planned to let me learn Maoshan magic for him.
"So grandpa, do you mean that I want to learn the Maoshan sect's magic from you?" I asked.
"That's right." Grandpa nodded, then turned around, "You were born in the yang year, yang month, yang day, yang day, and the four pillars of your birth date are all yang. Ghosts need to absorb people's yang energy, so your attraction to them is
Just like Tang Monk's attraction to monsters, just one breath of your yang energy can greatly increase your cultivation. For this reason, many ghosts and monsters will find you in the future."
After listening to what grandpa said, I just felt a gust of wind blowing in my face. I couldn't help but shudder, but soon I felt that what grandpa said was inappropriate.
Are all ghosts afraid to approach me? How could so many ghosts still dare to approach me?"
"Isn't there a Sun Wukong next to Tang Monk? Aren't there still a lot of monsters rushing towards him?" Grandpa sneered and said, "What the world pays attention to is a balance of yin and yang. As the saying goes, endless cycles are the way to go. Asking about yin
Yang is called Tao, which means Tai Chi. Yin and Yang are just yin and yang, and one is Tai Chi. Yin and Yang are just one qi, and the flow of yin qi is yang. There are one ridge in the sky, and there are two in one life. Yin and yang are combined, so it is called "one yin and one".
Yang is called Tao. One son and two are ugly, and the celestial phenomena are the sun and the moon.
Humans are yang and ghosts are yin. Do you know why ghosts absorb people's yang energy? That's because ghosts have too much yin energy and need to absorb the balance of people to maintain the balance of yin and yang in the body.
People born in the yang year, yang month, yang sun, often took decades to appear in ancient times. But once they come to this world, what awaits them is that they are haunted by hundreds of ghosts. So in order to survive, you must learn Maoshan magic.
Have the strength to protect yourself.”
What grandpa said was a bit heavy. I looked down at my hands, and for the first time in my life, I felt the severity of survival.
"The four pillars are all yin, and the clear lamp is self-sustaining; the four pillars are all yang, the life of the monks and Taoists. Those who learn Maoshan magic are all Taoist priests, and you are a person born in the yang year, yang, yang, yang, yang, yang, sun yang, which means you are born to learn
A Taoist priest who practices Maoshan magic." Grandpa sighed and patted my shoulder gently.
My lips trembled slightly, thinking to myself what kind of destiny I had, I was born to be a Taoist priest!
I thought about it carefully and kept repeating what happened in the past two days in my mind.
I slowly raised my head and said firmly, "Grandpa, I am willing to learn Maoshan magic."
When grandpa heard what I said, a proud smile appeared on his lips, "I knew you would make the right choice in the end. After all, you are my grandson, Zhao Jiuzhong."
Then, like a magic trick, grandpa took out a ceramic bowl from behind. The ceramic bowl was filled with dark brown tea.
"Drink this!" Grandpa handed me the ceramic bowl.
"What is this?" I asked curiously.
"Requiem tea." Grandpa said calmly, "This is the rule of our profession. When every Yin Yang teacher accepts a disciple, he must let his disciple drink a cup of requiem tea. In this way, the souls of the master and the disciple will be born.
A subtle connection. If you suddenly die one day, I will be able to know the news about your death even if we are thousands of miles apart. On the contrary, if I die, you can also know the news about me."
I curled my lips and thought, is Soul-Dinging Tea really so magical?
"Don't underestimate this Soul-Calming Tea!" Grandpa pointed to the ceramic bowl in his hand and said, "It takes a lot of effort to make such a bowl of Soul-Calming Tea. The water used in the Soul-Calming Tea is the lotus leaves in the early morning.
When making a fire, what needs to be added are the corpses in the thousand-year-old tombs. As for the ingredients of the tea, the leaves of the ten thousand-year-old locust tree, the gall of the white snake in the deep mountain forest, and the heart of the one-eyed old wolf are not the same.
It’s easy to make, it took me a lot of effort to make such a bowl of soul-fixing tea for you, you have to drink the tea.”
I didn't expect that this requiem tea would be so troublesome. Looking at my grandfather's appearance, I suddenly found that the white hair on his head seemed to have increased a lot.
A warm current passed through my heart, and I took the ceramic bowl from my grandfather's hand and drank it all in one gulp.
"Hiccup..." After drinking the Dinghun Tea, I just felt a breath of air rushing into my nose, and I couldn't help but let out a loud burp.
"Hey, isn't this Coke?" I smacked my mouth, savoring the taste of Dinghun tea, and suddenly realized that the Dinghun tea I drank was no different from the usual Coke.
"Ahem..." Grandpa's face turned red and he coughed twice. "Well, it's really hard to pour out such a bowl of soul-fixing tea. Besides, how can I gather all the ingredients in this short time?"
Qi. Anyway, Dinghun Tea is a kind of ritual, you can just deal with it with a bottle of Pepsi."
Let me choke. Listening to grandpa's words, I almost had the urge to vomit blood.
Grandpa just said something so righteous and solemn, and it sounded like it was true, but in the end he just gave me a bowl of Coke.
Suddenly I felt that my grandfather was very unreliable, and I also felt like I was on a pirate ship.