Death is like a lamp going out. As a son, Wang Fugui only hoped that his old mother could find peace after her death. But he didn't expect that such a situation would happen. How could he feel better?
Even if he didn't say this, Ren Xiaofan knew what to do.
So he nodded, "Don't worry, I know what you mean. I can't guarantee that I can definitely do it, but I will try my best to let your mother have a good resting place."
It's not easy to be a human being. If you can help, please help. This is not the Holy Mother, but the worldly wisdom.
Wang Fugui nodded heavily, thanked Ren Xiaofan, and went back to his home to pack his things.
No one really believed that something like this had happened. After all, the existence of the Foreign Spirit Network had only been announced not long ago, and most of the people in the village were old people and children, so not everyone knew about it.
And what the village chief said was too fantasy, like big fireballs and explosions, which made them even more suspicious that the village chief had convulsions today.
However, when Wang Fugui said the same thing, they were willing to believe a little more, and they all went to the village square without worrying about what they were doing.
After all, after getting rich, Wang Fugui has made a lot of contributions to the village. When an elderly person in the village is sick or passes away, he will do his best to help. So everyone is grateful to him, so for what he said,
They also expressed how much they believed it.
The village of Xiaoyitun is not big, and its population is relatively small. Excluding those whose children are having sex outside and those who go out to work, there are only about forty people left in the village.
However, even a family of more than forty people still occupied the entire small square.
This time, Ren Xiaofan will explain to everyone. Of course, the villagers will not believe it, because he looks so young. Even if he uses the fireball technique, some people actually think he is a juggler.
Helpless, Ren Xiaofan could only look at a big tree as thick as a bucket and hit it with a thunderbolt from his palm.
Boom!
Suddenly, the big tree broke in half, and there was a faint sound of thunder.
Now everyone believed that he was not a juggler. Although he was young, he was an expert.
After seeing how powerful Ren Xiaofan was and how life-threatening it was, everyone returned home one after another and packed up the necessary items.
Because we were only away for three days and not moving, everyone gathered in the square again after a while. The village chief led everyone to Xiaoyitun Station.
There is a bus transfer arranged by Wang Fugui in advance. With his financial resources, it is not a problem at all to ask the whole village to live in the nearest county town for a few days.
"Ren Xiaodao, I won't say anything more. Now I can only believe you. Please, bury my old mother well. I will be very grateful afterwards!" Before leaving, Wang Fugui pulled Ren Xiaofan.
He stood aside and said it again worriedly.
He originally wanted to find a capable Taoist priest on Yiling.com to give his old mother a good burial, but he didn't expect this to happen.
It's okay to spend some money. He has made a fortune in the past few years, so he is not short of money. It's just that as an old mother who pulled him up, he can't even feel at ease after his death. This makes him feel very frustrated as a son.
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"Don't worry, I will naturally try my best to complete what I said." Ren Xiaofan nodded heavily, feeling a little better about him in his heart.
Although this guy changed his attitude very quickly, which made me very unhappy, he was very filial. Moreover, judging from the fact that he took care of a whole village, he was undoubtedly a good person and worthy of his help.
Without saying anything more, after everyone left, Ren Xiaofan returned to his wife's house.
The old woman was drawing talisman paper in the yard at this time, and Li Wanyan was also helping. There were also various formation flags and magic tools around.
When Ren Xiaofan came back, the old woman ignored her and was still concentrating on drawing the talisman. He knew that he couldn't distract the old woman at this moment, so he didn't bother her.
But Li Wanyan looked at him and asked in a low voice: "How's it going, Brother Xiaofan, has everyone left?"
Ren Xiaofan rolled his eyes at her, said nothing, and made a silent gesture to her.
"Oh." Li Wanyan stuck out her tongue, showing a hint of dissatisfaction.
The process of drawing talismans is recorded in detail in the first volume of "Yin Yang Tao". Like the compass, Ren Xiaofan only knew theoretical knowledge and had no real practice. So he concentrated on watching the old lady draw the talisman.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and in the afternoon, the old woman finally got everything ready and took Ren Xiaofan and Li Wanyan to the place where Mrs. Wang was buried.
Although the old woman was old, she walked really fast. Even though she didn't even notice how she walked, she was unable to catch up with Ren Xiaofan and Li Wanyan.
"Boy, I see you are so young and your cultivation level is not low. Why don't you even have the corresponding body skills? Are you a casual cultivator?" The old woman walked in front, suddenly slowed down and looked back at Ren Xiaofan.
Body skills are compulsory for monks. If you go out to fight with others, you can run away if you can't beat them. If the enemy can't beat you, if he runs away, you must be able to catch up.
Monks who don't know body skills can only run faster than ordinary people, and they can't run any faster. Compared with monks who know body skills, their speed is completely different.
Legend has it that when a monk reaches a certain level of cultivation, he can still fly in the air by relying on the body skills he has learned.
The old woman couldn't help but feel confused when she saw that Ren Xiaofan was following so far behind, showing no sign of using any movement skills at all, and even Li Wanyan was faster than him.
When the old lady asked, Li Wanyan seemed to have noticed it too. When she looked at Ren Xiaofan, her big blinking eyes were full of curiosity.
"Rogue cultivator?" Ren Xiaofan was stunned for a moment.
"Yin Yang Dao" only started to record the real magic of Yin Yang Gate in the second volume. What I am learning now are just some basic knowledge. Therefore, I have not learned any body skills.
Moreover, he did not want to reveal his identity as a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, so he nodded, "Yes, so I don't have the corresponding movement skills yet."
"Oh...it is indeed true."
After hearing this, the old woman seemed to have something in mind, and then her expression turned into a smile, "Boy, why don't you become my teacher? I'll teach you body movements and I'll make sure you run several times faster than you can now."
, how is it?"
Although she said this to Ren Xiaofan, her eyes didn't seem to be looking at him, but rather looking in another direction.
"Okay, okay, brother Xiaofan, please agree quickly. Then we will be brothers and sisters, and the master is really powerful."
Before Ren Xiaofan could speak, Li Wanyan agreed for him first, her voice like a lark, full of expectation.
Although several people were talking, their footsteps did not stop.
"Well... let's forget it." Ren Xiaofan refused without any explanation.
He ran out when Xue Wanqing wasn't paying attention, not because he wanted to draw a clear line with her and betray the Yin and Yang Sect. But because he didn't know how to face her and was at a loss, he chose to escape.
"Hey, okay, it seems that you and I are no longer destined to be masters and disciples."
Although the old woman felt a little regretful, she didn't hold on to it and ask why.
Becoming a disciple is something that you and I both agree on and cannot force. Li Wanyan, on the other hand, looked at Ren Xiaofan with a look of disappointment and her two big eyes full of grievance.
Although the mountain road is far away, the three of them are not ordinary people. They arrived at Mrs. Wang's grave in about ten minutes.
At this time, the place was still as it was when Ren Xiaofan left last night, but since he didn't get close to take a look, he didn't know what was going on inside the pit.
But now that the old lady is here, he is no longer as timid as he was last night.
In the pit, Mrs. Wang's coffin was intact and still lying there quietly. There was a mummy on the lid. He had a ferocious expression and protruding eyes, full of despair. No need to guess, this must be Daochang Chen's.
Various black formation flags were also placed around the coffin, and traces of black energy gathered from the surroundings, finally converging on the bottom of the coffin.
"vomit....."
It was probably the first time that Li Wanyan experienced this kind of situation with a corpse in front of her. She covered her mouth, ran to the side and retched uncontrollably.
Ren Xiaofan hesitated for a moment, then followed her like a gentleman, patted her back gently, and smoothed her breath away with Tao Qi.
"Senior, what should we do now?"
After Li Wanyan got better, Ren Xiaofan walked to the old woman and looked solemnly into the pit with her.
Ren Xiaofan has experienced ghost energy, resentment energy, and corpse energy. But at this time, the black energy in the pit gave him a feeling that was not like any of the above three. This black energy made him feel more violent and evil.
, there was an urge to kill. After watching it for a long time, a wave of hostility appeared in my heart.
"Boy, stay away, this is not something you can get close to." The old woman pulled him aside with quick hands and eyes, and said seriously: "This is demonic energy. With your little cultivation, you can't stay so close for a while."
Minutes, you still have to be infected by the devilish energy?"
Ren Xiaofan shook his head vigorously, and his originally clear eyes had turned a trace of blood red.
"Recite the Purifying Mantra silently and use Tao Qi to clear away the evil energy." The old woman's voice sounded again.
Ren Xiaofan did not dare to hesitate and quickly did as the old woman said.
The effect of the Pure Heart Curse was outstanding when he used it, so he returned to normal after a while.
"Brother Xiaofan, are you feeling better?" Li Wanyan was no longer retching. After seeing him recover, she quickly asked worriedly.
Ren Xiaofan looked at the grave pit with a palpitating expression on his face, as if he felt it was not yet safe. He pulled Li Wanyan back some distance, and then he felt relieved.
"How is this going?"
Demonic Qi was a word he was not unfamiliar with. It was recorded in the first volume of "Yin Yang Dao". But he didn't understand why demonic Qi appeared in a corpse-raising place.
"It's nothing strange. The person you saw last night must be a demon cultivator. And he is using magic tools to gather demonic energy, and he chose the place where the corpse is raised. He probably wants to refine the demon corpse."
"To be continued..." This chapter has been completed!