That night, Murphy and Taoist Master Simu set out on the road.
"Yin people go on the road, and yang people avoid it."
Taoist priest Simu walked in front, ringing the Sanqing bell, and the rows of corpses behind him jumped forward.
We were on the road at night, it was dark and cold, and we had nothing to do. Taoist priest Simu even chatted with Murphy about driving corpses.
For example, there is a saying of "three drives and three no drives" when it comes to driving out corpses.
The three types of expulsions include those who were beheaded (their heads must be sewn together), those who were hanged, and those who stood in a cage to die.
Legend has it that because they were all forced to die, they died unconvinced and missed both their hometown and their relatives. Their souls could be attracted with magic, and talismans could be used to suppress their bodies, and then use magic to drive them to climb mountains and ridges, and even climb mountains.
The boat crosses the water and returns home.
The three types of people who do not drive are those who die of illness, those who drown themselves in rivers and hang themselves to death, and those whose limbs are damaged by lightning and fire. These three types cannot be driven away.
Among them, the souls of those who died of illness have been taken away by the King of Hell, and their souls cannot be called back from the gate of hell;
The souls of those who drowned themselves in the river were "replaced", and they may be in the process of handover. If new souls are summoned, the old souls cannot be replaced, which will affect the reincarnation of the old souls;
In addition, those who died due to lightning were all sinners, while those who were burned to death by fire often had incomplete skin and flesh, and could not be driven away either.
Mo Fei listened with great interest. He would have no way of knowing these things if Taoist Priest Simu didn't tell them.
It's just that the stories are always short. After chatting for a while, Taoist Master Simu felt bored.
He was quite experienced in facing this kind of situation, and he commanded the corpse to jump around with him, playing tricks with his treasures.
But Mo Fei was different. When he saw Taoist Master Simu playing with the corpse, he took out a smartphone...
"Hey, what is this?"
Taoist priest Simu heard the electronic sound of Murphy playing games on his mobile phone, and couldn't help but curiously came over to take a look.
"It's something from the West." Mo Fei said, "Why don't you try it, Taoist Master Four Eyes?"
"Isn't this...not good?" Taoist Priest Simu said in a pretentious manner.
He is also an old naughty boy, and he can have so much fun with corpses, not to mention suddenly seeing the epoch-making electronic products in Murphy's hands.
"It's okay, I still have a spare one, so feel free to play with it!" Murphy handed the smartphone in his hand to Taoist Simu, and then took out another one to play with.
Taoist Priest Four Eyes has a relatively high talent for cultivating Taoism, and he is also smart. He quickly learned how to use a smartphone with Mo Fei. Taoist Priest Four Eyes and Uncle Jiu said that their talents are mediocre, but that does not mean that Taoist Priest Four Eyes is really true.
Without talent, a really ordinary stupid person cannot even pass the level of enlightenment. Those with a little bit of talent can easily be opened to the state of Qi practice. For example, Taoist Master Four Eyes and Uncle Jiu have a senior brother.
Damn it, I've been stuck in the Dzogchen Qi practice, and I've never been able to enter the foundation building stage.
"It's fun, this is really fun!" Daoist Master Four Eyes knew the charm of the game and said, "No wonder they say that Western gadgets are good. You can make such fun things. Isn't that bad?"
"It's fun, then I'll give this to you, Taoist Master Four Eyes!" Mo Fei said: "It's just that this thing requires electricity for energy. You ran out of power while playing, so you need to recharge it."
During the Republic of China, electricity was already available.
The earliest use of electric energy in China was in the fifth year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty (1878). At that time, the British colonialists in Shanghai specially transported a small engine generator to welcome US President Grant when he passed by Shanghai.
(1879) Spent two nights at Shanghai Bund on August 17th and 18th.
Ren Tingting even uses electric lights at home.
"Isn't this thing worth a lot of money?" Taoist priest Simu hesitated.
"This little money is nothing!" Murphy waved his hand and said, "I have to rely on Taoist Master Simu to take me to Xiangxi Corpse King. This is the reward I paid you at that time."
"I know you are rich, so I won't be polite to you!" Taoist priest Simu happily accepted the phone.
We were gone for about four days.
When the sky is hazy.
Mo Fei and Taoist Master Simu came to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
"Huh——!" Taoist Master Simu exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "Finally we're home."
Although he travels around all year round, Taoist Master Shimu must have his own dojo.
During this trip to drive away corpses, Taoist Master Simu happened to be able to make a trip back home.
Mo Fei looked at it and said: "Taoist Priest Simu, your dojo, in terms of Feng Shui..."
"Excellent, isn't it!?" Taoist Master Four Eyes chuckled and said, "This is the dojo that I finally found with great difficulty, so it is naturally different."
"It's just that everything has two sides. It has advantages and disadvantages. It's a remote place. If you want to buy something, you have to go a long way to buy it."
"Perhaps we can build two dojos. When you like the excitement, go to the lively place. If you like the quiet, go back to the quiet place. Wouldn't this be the best of both worlds?" Murphy said.
"It's easy for you to say, but you have to have money!" Taoist Master Simu said: "I have worked hard to build such a dojo. How about another one? I am too exhausted to do it.
ah!"
"Master Simu, you are not telling the truth." Mo Fei said with a smile: "According to Uncle Jiu, you have been busy these years, driving corpses from north to south, but you are reluctant to eat or wear them. I don't believe that just
Such a dojo will drain your little treasury dry."
In fact, Murphy knew that Taoist Master Simu had saved a small box of gold, which was definitely more than enough to buy a small bungalow in a big town.
"Do you think we can compare with people from rich families like you?" Taoist priest Simu asked: "In addition to food, clothing, housing and transportation, I also have to prepare pension funds, otherwise I will suffer from the northwest wind when I get old?"
When he arrived at the door of his house, Taoist priest Si Mu kicked open the fence door and shouted: "Jia Le, Jiale!"
While shouting, he also explained to Mo Fei: "Jia Le is my disciple. I can't live up to my expectations. I can't compare with you. I have been practicing Taoism since I was five years old, but I am still far away from the Dzogchen of Qi training. But I am still far away from you."
Those two guys, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, should be better! Otherwise, I would have beaten them to death!"
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There was no reply from inside the house.
"Where did this guy go?"
After entering the courtyard and arriving at the main door, Taoist Master Simu called out twice more, but no one answered. He became impatient, stretched out his hand, pierced the window paper, then reached in and locked it from the inside.
The door was opened.
Murphy looked a little speechless. The quality of your house must be too bad. If a thief comes here, I will make sure that your house will be moved clean.
Taoist Priest Simu opened the door and saw that his precious disciple was lying on the rocking chair, fast asleep!
"Damn, I told him using paper cranes early in the morning that I will go home today, but this brat still dares to be lazy and sleep, I can't forgive him!"
Taoist priest Simu rolled up his sleeves.
He looked around, came to the yard, saw a pile of chopped firewood, and immediately walked over and picked it up.
"The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, the walking corpse has spirit, the walking corpse has nature, listen to my orders."
Taoist Priest Four Eyes recited the incantation and shook the Sanqing Bell, and then placed the firewood stick in his hand on the zombie's hand:
"The clear spirits of heaven and earth, armored soldiers of wind and fire, curse and command, if you hear 'Ai', you will be beaten, if you hear 'Ah', you will be beaten, Oops is the order!"
The walking corpses that had been cursed by the Four-Eyed Taoist opened their eyes one by one and had a sense of vitality, instead of being filled with the rotten death aura like before.
"Get in!"
Taoist Priest Four Eyes led the zombie into the room and turned Qian Jiale around.
"Look how you died this time!"
Taoist Priest Four Eyes grabbed the soft flesh of Qian Jiale's waist and made a 360-degree spin.
If Qian Jiale dared to scream out, he would inevitably be beaten into a pig's head by the zombies cast by the Four-Eyed Taoist Priest.
But he didn't scream, but hugged the pillow tightly and didn't speak.
"Oh, I hit you so hard, you brat, you didn't even feel it..."
Taoist Priest Four Eyes suddenly felt something was wrong and raised his head...
“Bang bang bang—!”
When those zombies heard the word "Oh" that Taoist Master Four Eyes accidentally said, they immediately waved their sticks and hit Taoist Four Eyes head and face.
The four-eyed Taoist priest has profound Taoist techniques and is already in the late stage of foundation building. However, when it comes to martial arts, he is not that good. He is still a mortal body.
After being beaten by the zombies, I shouted "Ouch" and "Ouch" on the spot.
And the more miserable he screams, the worse he will be beaten by the zombies.
Fortunately, Mo Fei's figure flashed and he clashed with the group of corpses. With a few kicks, he kicked away the zombies that were attacking the four-eyed Taoist Priest.
However, at this moment, Taoist Master Simu already had a bruised nose, swollen face, and bruises all over his body. He was in extremely miserable condition.
He is trapped in a cocoon.
"Master Simu, are you okay?" Murphy said, holding back his smile.
"Of course I'm fine. What can happen to my dignified great monk in the foundation-building period, the backbone of the Taoist sect?" Taoist Master Four Eyes said harshly.
However, Taoist Priest Simu saw Qian Jiale pretending to be asleep and shrugged his shoulders. He didn't know that this brat had woken up a long time ago and was specifically making fun of his master!
"You evildoer!"
Taoist Priest Simu kicked Qian Jiale to the ground.
"Master, I was wrong, Master!"
Qian Jiale quickly begged for mercy.
The four-eyed Taoist Priest saw that Mo Fei was standing next to him. He was not amused by the way he usually treated his apprentices by saying, "Don't let others get away with them if they are reasonable, and disturb them if they are unreasonable." After all, he wanted to tease his own apprentice first, but in the end he dug a hole for himself.
"Now that you're awake, why don't you hurry up and get to work? The sun will come out soon, so go get these guests settled right away!" With a sneer on his face, the four-eyed Taoist priest pointed at the dozen or so walking corpses.
"well."
Qian Jiale knew that he had escaped this disaster for the time being, so he rang the Sanqing Bell and took more than a dozen zombies to the morgue in the backyard of the dojo.
"You can sit here wherever you like. I have to go and put some incense sticks on the Patriarch, and give myself some medicine." Taoist Priest Simu bared his teeth and walked towards the inner room.
Murphy didn't regard himself as an outsider. He just found a bench and sat down, taking a look at the furnishings of Taoist Priest Simu's home.
Sure enough, they all coincide with the principles of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.
Unusual!
After a while, Qian Jiale settled the zombies, and then came out to say hello to Murphy: "Brother, why did you come back with my master?"
"Oh, I can be considered a Taoist sect. I met your master in the provincial capital of Yangcheng. I heard that your master was going to Xiangyin this time. As for me, I also had something to go to Xiangyin, so I went with your master.
." Murphy said with a smile.
"So that's it. Let me tell you, the master drove the corpses all the way, and it's impossible for ordinary people to walk with him!" Qian Jiale said: "You have been walking all night, you must be hungry, I will cook breakfast for you
You eat.”
Looking at Qian Jiale's retreating figure, Mo Fei couldn't help but think of Uncle Jiu's cheating apprentices, Qiu Sheng and Wencai - you know, in Yizhuang, it was Uncle Jiu who cooked for Qiu Sheng and Wencai...
Taoist Master Si Mu is much better than Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai Ke.
After a while, Qian Jiale's breakfast was ready. White porridge, sweet potatoes, dried tofu, steamed buns, peanuts... were put on the table.
"Brother Mo, please keep an eye on it. I'll go next door to ask you to have breakfast." Qian Jiale said.
"Grandmaster?"
"He is our next door neighbor, Master Yixiu." Qian Jiale said and ran away in a hurry.
"Master Ikkyu?"
An image of a small bald head suddenly appeared in Mo Fei's head:
"'Gejigji, Gejigji, Brother Yixiu'?"
Not long after, Murphy saw the true face of Master Yixiu. An old monk in white walked in, supported by a girl in embroidered clothes.
"Master, Jingjing, let me introduce to you. This is the friend brought back by my master, Brother Mo Feimo."
Qian Jiale said enthusiastically.
"Brother Mo, this is Master Yixiu, and this is Master Yixiu's apprentice, Jingjing."
Murphy, Master Yixiu, and Jingjing greeted each other, and they seemed to know each other.
It's just that Mo Fei silently stared at Ren Jingjing, a little ashamed to say that he had already known the outline of Ren Jingjing's body...
Ren Jingjing looked at Mo Fei curiously. She was surprised that Mo Fei looked like someone from a Taoist sect.
"I thought I heard your master's scream just now. Is he okay?" Master Yixiu asked Qian Jiale.
"Uh...it's okay, my master just accidentally fell down." Qian Jiale said.
"Oh." Master Ikkyu nodded.
Several people sat down.
"Hey, who did I think it was? Isn't this the old guy next door? He's back? I haven't seen you in a few years. I thought you died outside!"
Taoist Priest Four Eyes walked out of the back room and said in a strange tone.
He and Master Ikkyu both share the same Buddha, and their personalities are quite different. They are sworn enemies. When they meet, they will definitely quarrel.
Master Yixiu said with a smile: "I want to die, but Buddha, the old man, insists on letting me take you with him before he is willing to accept me!"
"Master, we haven't seen each other for several years. There is no need to keep arguing when we meet." Qian Jiale advised.
"Okay, Jiale, I'll give you face and stop arguing with this old guy." Master Yixiu said.
"Tch, it's because I'm too lazy to argue with you, an old guy. I don't have the time to argue with you." While drinking millet porridge, Taoist Priest Simu took out the mobile phone given to him by Murphy. In an instant, there was a ring on the dinner table.