Ma Danlong nodded: "Since then, I have had the ability to enter the underworld. But I have to master this skill because I later became a teacher from Southeast Asia." He was a little distracted, rubbed his forehead and said, "Don't

I asked. It's eleven o'clock and I want to practice. You two unfold the painting." He pointed at Li Yang and Tongsuo.

The two of them followed the instructions and fully unfolded the scroll. The vast landscape painting was fully displayed in front of everyone.

Oddly enough, as soon as the painting was opened, there seemed to be a gust of wind in the room. The four white lanterns hanging on the door swung back and forth, and the lights flickered indistinctly.

Ma Danlong walked around twice, frowning, as if he found something was wrong. My heart skipped a beat, but I didn't want anything to happen.

He suddenly looked at Qin Dan: "Daughter, can you tell me your horoscope?"

Qin Dan said: "Sorry, I can't."

Ma Danlong didn't get angry, but just kept looking at her. Qin Dan said: "The horoscope is related to a person's fortune. I will not reveal it to people I don't trust casually. I'm sorry."

Ma Danlong nodded: "I just want to ask you one question. I hope you will answer honestly. Are you destined to be a child?"

Qin Dan looked gloomy: "Yes."

Ma Danlong said: "No wonder. My daughter, I'm sorry, please leave this room and stand on the corridor outside."

Tong Suo was anxious: "Master Ma, didn't you say there is a lonely ghost outside? She is a girl?"

Ma Danlong waved his hand: "Although this painting is the most evil one, it is also a very powerful evil-repelling object. It can absorb and lock the souls of the dead. Dirty things also have aura and will never come near. Once this painting is opened, the surrounding area

There is absolutely no evil within ten meters. This girl is standing at the door, so there won't be any problems."

Qin Dan bit his lower lip, turned around and left.

Li Yang whispered: "Master Ma, why do you have to drive her out?"

Ma Danlong sighed: "This girl is too yin-yin, a lone star in the sky. She and Lin Xia are exactly the two extremes. Lin Xia has suffered so much from others, but she is the one who can't get close to her. This girl is different from this

The paintings are all extremely yin, rejecting same-sex people, and fearing that some unpredictable accident will happen."

I secretly glanced at Qin Dan's figure in the corridor and secretly gasped. Could it be that her fiancé died unexpectedly and she was the one responsible for this? This idea is really cruel. It can be said to be the biggest curse for a girl, that is, what the common people call the "broom star."

.I can’t help but think of the goddess Wang Xue. She also said that she is an unknown person, and whoever touches her will be unlucky. Why do beautiful girls have this disease? Could it be that beauty is really unlucky?

Ma Danlong patted me and said, "When I do the exercises later, you have to look at yourself in the mirror, eliminate distracting thoughts, and meditate attentively."

"What is visualization?" I asked.

Ma Danlong said: "Just don't look with your eyes, understand with your heart. Carve yourself in the mirror firmly in your mind."

I was also confused and didn't dare to continue asking.

Ma Danlong took a deep breath and began to circle around the candle array. As he walked, he sang a song in a low voice. The lyrics of the song were unclear, the melody was ups and downs, and was crooked, much like the dialects of Fujian and Guangxi. As he sang,

He shook the soul bell.

The crisp ringtones, accompanied by weird singing, floated in the dark room.

I stared at myself in the mirror without blinking, and it gradually became blurry. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt that myself in the mirror was very strange, as if I was sitting face to face with a stranger.

This reminds me of the scene when Master Xie led Li Damin to get on his body when he was doing the technique. Although it was still my body, my soul had changed to another person. This feeling was extremely creepy, and no one who had not experienced it could understand it.

In the mirror, I was completely transformed into a black shadow. He was sitting cross-legged, and his whole body was emitting gloomy energy. I didn't dare to look anymore and closed my eyes.

Even so, the person in the mirror is still etched in my mind and I can't get rid of it.

The ringing sounded near and far away in my ears, misty and misty. In a daze, I seemed to be walking on a night road in a dark mountain forest. When I looked back, I saw the huge old tree in the backyard of the Yin Yang Temple in the painting.

I knew I had entered the painting.

The current location is on the way up the mountain from the backyard of the Taoist temple. I vaguely remember the direction of this mountain trail. It is winding and slender, clinging to the cliff, and the end disappears into the mountain shrouded in white mist. There is an interesting question here,

When I look at the painting outside, I can still see the time in the painting in detail, which should be daytime, because the scenery is clearly visible. But here and now, I am in the dark night, looking up, surrounded by hidden objects.

The mountain forest stretches like a monster in the darkness. When the night wind blows, you can still hear a few shrill crows in the distance.

Looking back and forth, I was faced with a dilemma. Should I go up the mountain along this path, or go back to the Taoist temple? It was too dark here, so I stood on tiptoe to look. It was also dark inside the Taoist temple, with no light, so it didn't matter.

Man. Suddenly I had a strange idea, is Brother Peng still painting in the Taoist temple? This question becomes more and more puzzling the more I think about it. The soul entering the painting is a very complicated process. Ma Danlong and Master Xie are posing and shaking.

The bell's technique allowed Li Damin and I to enter the painting. How did Brother Peng enter the painting?

I was alone at this time, and the more I thought about it, the more horrified I became. I couldn't help but touch my shoulders, and started walking up the mountain along this road.

I have a hunch that the location where I painted is on this mountain trail, maybe it is God's will. Why not, just follow God's will.

I tried my best to remember what this mountain looked like when I was viewing the painting. It was very high, and the Taoist temple was only halfway up the mountain. At the top of the mountain, it was shrouded in clouds and mist, so dense and majestic that it had an ethereal air.

At that time, a few of us were still speculating whether Li Damin had followed the mountain road into the mountains after leaving the number on the backyard door, or maybe he was practicing in the mountains.

The road was very long and steep. I walked for a long time in the middle of the night, but I didn't feel tired. The mountain breeze was very cool and comfortable. It brushed against my skin and made me feel like I was back in my childhood.

Unknowingly, we walked into a dense forest. There are many trees here. The biggest feature is that these trees are very straight and very tall. Each one is about ten meters tall. The trunk has no leaves. The dense leaves are concentrated in the crown of the tree, like a handle.

These "umbrellas" are very long umbrellas. These "umbrellas" are connected with branches, one after another, covering the sky and the sun. They look like they have been growing for many years.

Black smoke was billowing from the trees and the mist was steaming, just like in a ghost movie.

Unknowingly, I was already in it. I wanted to turn back, but I couldn't muster the courage, so I had no choice but to move forward. As I walked, I came to a cliff and a huge cave appeared.

I have a feeling that there must be something hidden in the cave, maybe even Li Damin can't tell for sure.

I touched my body, but I didn't know where the flashlight was. After searching for a long time, I only found a lighter. After polishing it, a small flame ignited. In front of the dark hole, it was hardly even the light of a firefly.

I held my shoulders and walked around twice. The hole was dark and deep, and it was really scary. Originally, I didn’t want to go in, but considering Li Damin, I didn’t want to give up any clues. I gritted my teeth, that’s it, I’ll die.

Die.

I held a lighter, groped the cave wall, and moved forward slowly. The cave was very high and very large, and with the faint light of the fire, I could vaguely see something painted on the cave wall.

It was an ancient painting. In the painting, white clouds rolled up like a sea, and a man with a long beard wearing ancient Hanfu rode on a white crane and passed through the clouds. A huge palace in the distance was in the sea of ​​clouds.

Faint and ethereal, it is a fairyland.

The mural is extremely large, occupying an entire cave wall. Every character is full-size, colorful, lifelike, and looks exactly like a real person under the firelight.

It's okay if I don't look at this mural. When I look at it, I feel stupid. I stare at the long-bearded man with my mouth agape. That man is none other than Li Damin. In the mural, he has an understanding smile on his face, slightly raising his head, looking at the palace in the distance.

, so ecstatic, it really feels like a fairy.

Damn, what’s going on? This mural was painted by him. Let alone painting, this kid can write like a dog crawling. He has no artistic skills at all. When did he have this ability?

The murals stretched all the way to the deepest part of the cave. I held up a lighter and looked at them while walking. My body was shaking uncontrollably and I almost collapsed.

After sorting out my thoughts, the paintings on the cave wall should be flashbacks. The scene near the entrance of the cave where I became an immortal is the last one. The paintings toward the depths of the cave describe what happened before I became an immortal. Do you know what I saw?

, I saw Li Damin being tortured in hell

In the tongue-pulling punishment, Li Damin knelt on the ground, resting his head flat on the stone, sticking out his tongue, and two brats used vise to pull it out. There was a pool of blood under Li Damin's mouth, his facial features were distorted in pain, and his expression was vivid. The most terrible thing was

The thing is, the murals are in a realistic style and are pasted on the cave wall like a big photo. I almost vomited when I saw them.

There was also the cannon torture. Li Damin was tied naked to a red copper pillar. A few brats were burning charcoal fire below and fanning them violently. The flames were sizzling and the flames were scorching. Li Damin was roasted to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. It seemed to me that

You can smell the meat being cooked.

The criminal laws that followed were unheard of and unseen, so I simply put out the lighter without seeing it, touched the wall of the cave, and stumbled forward.

I seem to understand the meaning of these murals. After all kinds of inhuman torture in hell, Li Damin finally transformed into an immortal. After all the hardships, he rode a white crane straight into the fairy world.

To become an immortal, you have to go through the process of purgatory and dismemberment. What's the point of being such an immortal? Li Damin, including the previous Luo Feng, all had an evil spirit. Instead of becoming an immortal like this, it would be better to live a good life as a human being.

My mind was in a mess, and I didn’t know how far I had walked. When I hit a stone under my feet, it made a "ringing" sound, and suddenly a voice came out from the depths of the darkness: "Who?"

When I heard this voice, I almost burst into tears. Damn it, Li Damin

I yelled: "Li Damin, you bitch, I'm your grandfather Liu Yang, from Malay next door." As I said that, I was about to light a lighter.

Li Damin seemed to know my actions, his voice was very anxious: "Don't open."

I was stunned, and then got angry: "Fuck you, why are you so haunted? Do you know how hard I worked to find you? I almost died several times."

Li Damin's voice: "Strange, did I ask you to find me?"

I was at a loss for words. It is true that Li Damin never asked anyone to look for him, and he even left messages several times to prevent anyone from looking for him.

I said angrily: "You are my best friend, and my family went crazy after you disappeared. Can I not look for you?"

His weird laugh came from the darkness: "This is a common problem among people. I don't ask for other people's opinions, judge other people's thoughts, and think that what I do is for the good of others. Everything I do is for your good."

This sentence is simply the most heart-wrenching statement of mankind. Why do you say that everything you do is for me? I think it is just selfish of you."

I'm speechless. No one has ever said this kind of truth, and it sounds quite similar. Even so, he is too unreasonable. If I don't feel well, you can't even think about it. He

The more you don't let me turn on the lighter, the more I turn on it.

With a "bang" sound, I lit the lighter and held it up to shine.

Li Damin's pale face was revealed in the darkness. I could only see his face. He had no body at all. This thought scared me to take two steps back. He, he wouldn't have only a human head left.

Li Damin was blinded by the sudden light. He turned his head and squinted his eyes. I was even more certain that he only had a human head left. If he was a normal person, his first reaction when exposed to strong light would be to stretch out his hand.

Covering up, he acted as if he had no hands at all.

He sighed and smiled helplessly: "Old Liu, Old Liu, you are still so virtuous. You have not made any progress at all."

I was furious: "Fuck you, you donkey, come with me now"
Chapter completed!