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The night is as bright as ink, and the earth is used as Shu paper, and the sentient beings are regarded as mad cursive;

Frost thousands of miles away, yin and yang are combined into elixirs, and all things are wrapped in plain clothes!

The rain has stopped and the wind has not stopped. The ice fog coated with ink has made the night extremely thick. A fire dragon winds up along the ridge, tearing the cold air through the sky, but it cannot tear the bleakness and sorrow between the sky and the earth.

Dozens of torches walked up the mountain in the rain and frost and surrounded a new grave. They shouted in one go, each taking out pick-and-spawn shovels, and exerting force on the grave, and suddenly lifting up the floating soil and revealing a pair of black coffin slaughter. The coffin slaughter was filthy and muddy. The villagers used shoulder poles to lift the poles to pull it out of the soil. When the dew was poured, they only saw that the object was completely erected and had just been buried for a short time. They didn't know how to summon this strange disaster, and even told the people in the coffin to die without peace!

The famous man in the straw raincoat walked in the crowd and waved his hand to signal everyone to silence - it seemed that this man was extremely high among people. The villagers were silent as if they were waving their hands and did not dare to move. Only the sound of the wind moved the leaves around the branches, and even the sound of frogs and insects never came to a single word!

"It's been more than a month since I was buried. Hum, it's here!"

The man in the straw raincoat walked up to the coffin and listened for a moment, and seemed a little hesitant, but in the end he leaned on the coffin and slowly attached himself to his ears. There was a rustling sound in the coffin, which became clearer and clearer, just like a hungry ghost in hell in the Nine Nethers, and like a darkness in chaos...

Sudden!

The man trembled all over and his feet were shaking, and he waved his hands and retreated in a panic. Someone next to him reached out to help him but ignored him. He took two steps back and fell on the mud as soon as he slipped his feet.

Everyone exclaimed and snatched up and helped him up, but he was already crazy and yelled wildly in his mouth, saying something no one could understand, rolling on the ground for a few rounds... When he staggered and climbed up, no one paid attention to it, but he just shook his head and rushed to the bottom of the mountain with his head and face. The villagers in the mountains were stunned at first, but immediately reacted, and suddenly they cried and howled, and threw things away and ran away with the rat.

Suddenly, a lonely coffin was left in this barren mountain.

After a moment, an extremely dull thunder appeared in the sky, and the lightning also appeared one by one among the dark clouds, and then it slashed from the clouds, as if God was going to destroy the thousands of resentful souls that came out of the Nine Netherworld. In the flash of light, another figure appeared standing next to the coffin, crying and prying open the lid of the coffin!

This man is about thirty years old, with bright eyes, straight and straight nose, and a face full of clear and vicissitudes, but his eyebrows are slightly dark and thick. All this combined makes this face look indescribable soft and beautiful - the face is full of misery and resentment, but this actually adds an indescribable temptation to him!

Boom!

A flash of lightning struck the tree next to it, and the dilapidated branches fell to the ground from it, igniting a huge pile of wildfires.

With the light of the wildfire, the man clearly saw the woman buried in the middle of the coffin with a pale face, as if she was sleeping peacefully, not like a corpse that had been dead for a long time. He felt sad, and a line of tears fell down the slough of the slurry to the ground.

I have been sad about parting since ancient times, but I can’t be ignored in the Qing Autumn Festival?

His eyes were blurred with tears and he reached out to the pretty face of the man in the coffin. Who knew that his hand had stretched out, and the man in the coffin's clothes actually crawled out with a white child!

The child had a rosy, white, fat and cute face, but a umbilical cord was connected to his abdomen and penetrated into the woman's clothes. When he saw the man, he didn't cry, so he actually reached out and asked him to hug him!

The man looked at him for a while, tears dripped on the woman like a broken thread, and murmured: "You, you, you are my son... I did it, I did it... and finally gave birth to our baby..."

Suddenly, a sad sigh came from behind the man, "A miserable man!" The voice came so quickly, and in just a few dozen words, it was approaching more than ten feet, "Let go!"

The man's face changed, and his wrist turned around and appeared with a sharp knife about a ruler long. He suddenly swung out the umbilical cord and wrapped the child in his clothes. He ran towards the mountain without saying a word!

"Master, Master... Just pretend that I have never been a disciple, and let me die on my own!"

Before his shadow dissipated, a man followed him like a maggot!

Although he was running, the man suddenly followed a few meters behind the man with ease, and said slowly, "Why are you doing this? Even though he knew that yin and yang were separated by everything, he still protected this monster..."

The man panted while running, "Master, even if he is not a human being, he is still my child. So what about the evil spirits of the yin and fetal ghosts? So what about the evil spirits of the Buddha? I have my own blessings for life and turn them into blood vessels. It's okay to bless him without any hindrance..."

Hearing this, the person behind him was stunned. Under the moonlight, he saw this man's long eyebrows, cheeks, and hair, all with snow, his long robe, and a whisper in the wind, and his face was full of kind eyebrows and eyes like a god. But now there was a bit of sorrow on his face, and the dullness even more ordinary peddlers and pawns were not left with elegance and dust. It was obvious that the conflict in his heart was extremely entangled.

After a while, the old man pulled forward again. This time he did not stop at all. He just lit a few times on the grass and ran behind the man, with his fingers flying in the air!

His face was resolute and bleak, and he made a great decision with this finger!

With a point, the man suddenly fell forward as if he was hit by someone and hit him. The child flew out of his hand!

Before the child could land, the old man jumped high and held the child in his arms. The man was shocked and crawled on the ground and cried out sadly: "Master, please! Please..." His hands could not move and hung on the ground and scratched the ground desperately, and even grabbed countless mud marks.

The old man held the baby with one hand and put his other hand on his face, and slowly recited:

"The majestic moral virtues have been fulfilled; the teacher will carry it on his own; the three clear banks will always pass by, and the five turbid mud..." As the chanting and singing, the child's whole body suddenly kicked his hands and feet, and then he twitched slightly.

His face also went to the dead blue and white look!

Immediately afterwards, a stream of gray-white smoke surged out from the baby's Niwan Palace, and as the old man's gesture condensed and changed in the air, the head, arms, and torso gradually appeared... It could be seen that it was a human form!

"Stop!" A shrill scream rang in the night sky. It was the man on the ground. He knelt on one knee, his nails had pierced into his palms. Countless tiny wounds on his body were squirting blood mist, his eyes were cracked, and blood tides were like clouds, layer by layer emerged from his blue and white face...

A faint swaying flame appeared on the top of the head and shoulders in the blood light, and the tassel halo seemed to be about to burn!

The old man was shocked when he saw this. He put the child in his hand on the ground and possessed him. He pointed his fingers at the sword and poked hard on the Renmai Tiantu, Zigong, Jiuwei, and Qihai acupoints. Then he turned over the Dumai Shenting, Dazhui, Zhiyang, and Mingmen. He poked all the way down, and then took out an ancient coin and printed it heavily on his chest!

"The four seas return to the Yuan, the central god is positioned, the three yang souls are never left and never abandoned - the imperial edict!"

After saying that, he slapped the money seal in his chest with a palm!

It's strange that after a palm, the blood tide on the man's face faded away, and the wound began to naturally gather - the man fell to the ground and coughed violently, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth!

But the man suddenly burst into laughter as if he was blinded:

"Master, you can guard the Yuan for me once, twice, three times, but you can't guard the Yuan for me a hundred times, a thousand times! Even if you have supernatural powers, you can't help me..."

"Nonsense!" The old man was furious, raised his hand and raised his palm and was about to slap hissing - the man raised his head and screamed with hissing, "Fight! Fight! Kill me! Master, beat me to death! Just pretend that he had never had this apprentice!"

"You..." The old man's hand trembled in the air but never fell... He slowly lowered his head and looked at the man in his arms, but he saw the man's eyes wide open and his dead pupils staring at him, but there was no anger in his eyes, and his spirit was like a dead person!

There is no greater sorrow than death of the heart, and death of the person is second! Death of a person is not scary, only death of the heart is the most terrible!

Heart! It's dead!

No matter how sad or sad life is, no matter how hard it is to die, a man’s heart is empty!

Follow and leave!

Follow the mother and son!

There is no life in the world!

The person you love the most is dead, and the person you love the most is about to leave. What kind of attachment does he have to live?

The decisive desire to die in his eyes made the old man feel a little confused, and his hands were hanging in the air and began to tremble slightly... He stood there for a while and suddenly sighed a long time!

"Your father sent you up the mountain at the age of three. He has been by my side for several years. Although I am not a father and son, I love you better than your father and son." The old man's hand fell from the air on the man's head and rubbed it a few times, it seemed like he was a child. "Your son was born in the coffin of the world for one month, and was born in the eighth month for only nine months. This is a real ghost. It is one of the seven evil things in the world. It is born and raised in the world because of your reasons. If you stay in the world, it will hinder your cause and effect, you will understand this... I really don't want you to suffer from cause and effect for it, and it will be difficult to cultivate the next life..."

A long sigh, and the old eyes also burst into tears and sighs!

This was said in a true way, and the man was moved by it. "Master, all kinds of life are caused by the previous life. Whether it is the evil evil of the Yin and the evil demons of the Netherworld, they are all caused by my previous life. All of this cannot be escaped..." He choked and begged: "But this child, child, is the only bond between me and her in the world, and the only hope she left to me... I must let this child live, live... No matter what this life is, everything in the next life, he must live well!"

The old man thought for a moment and asked slowly:

"Don't hesitate to burn out the three-yuan flame?"

The man's eyes were like fire, and several words burst out from one word:

"It's all right!"

The old man nodded and put the man back on the ground, stood on the open space with long sleeves floating, and said resolutely:

"Since you already have this inner demon, it is useless for me to say more. Today, I will make an exception and send this child to the ends of the world to fend for himself, which can be regarded as fulfilling your wish..." He paused and continued, "The master will bear the karma of protecting the evil spirits with you!"

The man felt aroused, "Master, why are you doing this..." Saving the child's life is the master's great grace. Unexpectedly, the master was willing to bear the evil deeds for him, and he lost his virtue in the next life, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The old man pointed like a gust of wind, drew a few strokes on the baby's forehead in the air, and the afterimage dragged it into the shape of a gossip and elbowed. The man rolled down the grass and couldn't speak for a while!

"But!" the old man said again: "Your inner demon must be eliminated since you are alive, and you cannot be delayed! After you go back, you must be in seclusion and guarding the Yuan. Even if the four elements have teeth, the two spheres cannot be broken. You must eliminate the demons and eliminate the obstacles to break the open wall - you may guard it?"

When the man heard this, he became anxious, "Then why did he..." He didn't even take any complaints about his retreat, but just cared about the child: "...why is it?"

The old man possessed himself and picked up the child. He took out a paper-tied white crane from his arms with his other hand. He bit his fingertips and threw it out in the eyes of the paper crane. The paper crane actually grew up in the air in the wind and turned into a living creature of several feet of great agility!

The child placed it on the back of the paper crane!

"Go, find a place thousands of miles away to put him down and let him go with the waves for this life!"

After saying that, the paper crane rattled and flew straight into the midnight moon, and instantly disappeared into the vast sky!

The man looked at the direction where the paper crane flew away, and his eyes were confused. Suddenly, all his strength seemed to have been pulled away by someone. Countless Venus stars were flying in front of him, and he fainted when he turned his head!

The old man didn't say much, took out another paper crane from his arms and threw it out. The paper crane swung several times in the air, and flew straight towards the foot of the mountain. He stopped talking and didn't care about the man, and sat cross-legged in the grass, letting the dew and mist get wet, so he closed his eyes and rested.

An hour later, a group of people came to the mountain road, and the man in the straw raincoat was on the head. At this moment, he walked in the front in a very embarrassing manner, accompanied by his face full of caution and flattery and smiled at the scar-faced old man beside him: "Yes, yes! What you said! It's useless, it's me, it's me who ruined your big deal..."

The five fingers and palm prints on his face are still vivid and clear. It seems that he has just been taught a lesson by the scarred old man.

The scarred old man ignored him, but snorted in his nose and shouted angrily: "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!" He raised his eyes and pointed at the front: "This is..."

Unexpectedly, the man lying on the grass with his eyes raised, and said happily: "This is the place - Senior Brother of the Sect, Senior Brother of the Sect... Are you there?"

The old man in the grass opened his eyes slightly, "Tiankui, I'm here - the matter is over, you can carry the person down the mountain!"

The scar-faced old man Yi Tiankui exclaimed a few times, "I have sent so many people to find the evil spirits, but I didn't expect that you should be the senior brother before me. You are really worthy of being the senior brother of the sect," he turned around and his eyes were covered with a slight look: "Why are you going to carry people down the mountain quickly, why do you want me to ask you to do it?"

The man in the straw raincoat quickly rushed over, broke off a few thick tree branches to make a stand, put the man on it and carried it away.

The two old men followed everyone down the mountain. Along the way, the scar face kept asking for details. They said they were concerned, but they turned around to find out where the child was going. The old man answered without any leakage, and he always finished the sentence "It's over"!

One has a ulterior motive, the other has a wording, and he has a good idea in his heart and he has all the way to the foot of the mountain...

The rain started drizzling again!

Outside the forgotten mountainside, outside the coffin that was pried open, a snow-white fox flew over the coffin, suddenly flew over the coffin and hid in the woods next to it!

It had just combed its hair with its mouth when it heard a sour creaking sound from outside!

The fox leaned out and saw a white figure slowly sitting up in the open coffin...

The Yin fetus appears, the ghost mother changes, and the cause and effect will be calculated now;

The Ming King comes out, thousands of demons are in chaos, and the three roads are happy to the sky by the river!

PS: Shu Jian, a carrier of articles in Shu, here refers to paper; Dan He means Dan Ding, also known as "Shen Shi" and "Kui", which refers to Dan Furnace.
Chapter completed!