(This chapter is not a big chapter, only 7,000 words, because there is another chapter in the evening.)
At that time, Lu Tai pointed to the entrance of the courtyard and said that with the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman posted, there were rivers and lakes outside the door, and mountains inside the door.
It made Chen Pingan want to drink.
After that, Flying Eagle Castle became lively, and the excitement led to its popularity. Compared with the almost dead silence before, the current Flying Eagle Castle is obviously more peaceful.
Because there are two foreign experts coming to Flying Eagle Castle. They are not the kind of traveling heroes or famous masters that Flying Eagle Castle is familiar with, but they are gods and gods. Compared with the already weird enough Old Master He, they are even more...
It makes people feel more fresh.
The middle-aged man who was kindly invited by the castle owner led the white horse through the streets of Flying Eagle Castle. There were two large bundles of pine and cypress branches hung on both sides of the saddle. Every time the horse and the horse stopped, the man holding a fly whisk would
Even if he burns a branch, he doesn't use flint. If he rubs it with his fingers, the pine and cypress branches will burn, and bursts of fragrance will rise into the sky.
The people from Feiying Fort who were watching from a distance, including some white-haired old men who had some knowledge of the old calendar, began to show off their knowledge, saying that this was called Ting Liao, and it was an incredible immortal magic that could drive away evil spirits and eliminate filth.
, because pine trees are as long as ten thousand trees and are known as the Eighteenth Duke, equivalent to the prince of the court, while cypress trees are second only to pine trees. Especially the pines and cypresses on some famous mountains are very noble, so they are burned.
Pines and cypresses, combined with the fairy formulas, can lead to spiritual enlightenment.
Compared with the tall man's white horse whisk, the other slovenly old man looked much more tacky. His sales were inferior to those of his peers, and his methods also revealed a rustic style. Therefore, there were not many people from Flying Eagle Castle who came to join in the fun and gain experience.
The identity of the old man is said to be the master of the young Taoist Huang Shang. He is a Taoist priest who lives in the mountains. He and the old fort master are old friends in the world. This time the old man made a calculation on the mountain and accurately calculated that Feiying Castle was in trouble.
Come down the mountain to help pray for blessings and eliminate disasters.
The sloppy old man neither wore a Taoist robe nor knew how to draw talismans. He just had seven or eight roosters caught and hung them at the gate of Feiying Fort, the entrance of the ancestral hall, the well, the school martial arts field and other places, and then he kept an eye on them all day long.
Serving those big roosters, with a millet bag on his waist, filled with glutinous rice, and a pot of water, he served the roosters. The water in the pot was not the daily well water of Feiying Castle, but was given by his disciple Huang Shangcong.
Water from mountain springs coming from distant mountains.
Chen Pingan and Lu Tai parted ways. Lu Tai liked to watch the so-called Taipingshan Immortal Master, pretending to be a ghost, while Chen Pingan went to observe the old man's tricks. A layman watched the fun, and an expert watched the door. Chen Pingan was somewhere in between, although it was not clear.
The origin of this behavior of the old Taoist, but it can be determined that after hanging a rooster everywhere, the evil wind will be a little lighter, just like two armies confronting each other, one side avoids its sharp edge, but this kind of forced retreat, there are no casualties, hiding in the
Just building momentum secretly.
When the old man was feeding the rooster with glutinous rice and water, it could be seen from his worried face that the old Taoist also saw the clues and was not in a relaxed mood.
As for the swaggering whisk-whisker man, he looked complacent, as if he could wipe out all evil spirits with just a snap of his fingers.
Brother and sister Huan Chang and Huan Shu were responsible for clearing the way for this person.
Tao Xieyang was pale and coughed frequently. He only followed the old Taoist with Huang Shang.
Lu Tai did not clearly state the level of the two people's Taoism. He only said that the man was definitely not a Qi practitioner from Tongyezhou Taiping Mountain, and the sloppy old man was a veritable Taoist who lived in the mountains.
Be adjacent to mountains and rivers.
Taipingshan is the leading sect in the central part of Tongyezhou. It is only stronger than the Fuji sect, but it is so reclusive that it is almost world-weary. Very few monks go out from the mountain. It is a master of internal and external alchemy. Lu Tai is the god of the middle earth.
Everyone in the continent has heard of it, but its reputation in the world is far less than that of Tongye and Yugui.
Two more quiet and peaceful days passed.
Even the people of Flying Eagle Castle who lived in the streets and alleys noticed the strangeness in the sky.
At dawn when the sun should be rising in the east, over the head of the Eagle Castle, there are rolling black clouds, layer upon layer, like living creatures, baring their teeth and claws at the Eagle Castle. It weighs heavily on everyone's heart. The teacher who is the teacher
He Ya, the old steward, announced that there would be no classes in the school today and asked them to go home quickly. The children in the Mongolian school were very happy for a while. On the way back, they gathered in groups, pointed at the black clouds, and said
One looked like a centipede, another said it looked like a buffalo, and finally they saw a black cloud that looked like a ferocious face of a woman. The children were so frightened that they dispersed and hurried back home.
Chen Ping'an was practicing boxing in the yard and discovered the strangeness of the celestial phenomena early on. Lu Tai sat at the stone table and silently pinched his fingers to deduce, looking calm.
In the early morning when the sun should be shining brightly, it was as dark as late at night, and no sunlight could penetrate the Eagle Castle.
Chen Pingan heard the eerie laughter outside the alley again, floating back and forth.
Chen Ping'an stopped his boxing and ran to open the door. He turned around and looked up. As time passed over the past few days, the demon-suppressing talisman made of ordinary material had become dim and dull.
A piece of originally brand-new yellow talisman paper, like a Spring Festival couplet that had been posted for more than half a year, was severely faded, wrinkled, and had black ink stains in several places. No wonder those ghosts and ghosts dared to appear and provoke.
Lu Tai walked out of the hospital door with his hands folded and his sleeves, and stood side by side with Chen Pingan. He looked up at the authentic alchemy book that was tending to decay, and said to himself: "In an extremely distant era, it was equivalent to the cultivation level of a martial artist in the seventh realm.
The person who drew the talisman was just scratching the surface. People with the strength of the Nine Realms could only draw talismans to enter the palace, so it is conceivable that the power of the talismans at that time was great. There were also some obscure and difficult-to-understand elements in the talismans.
'Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou' is regarded as the 'authentic talisman', but it's a pity that we, the descendants, don't even know whether this is a person or just a nickname."
Chen Pingan stood on tiptoes, took off the talisman and put it in his sleeve.
Suddenly there was a roar all around, and the fog rose from the dirt road in the alley and spread quickly. The fog was first ankle-high, then knees, and soon reached half-waist.
Chen Ping'an was like opening the lid of a pot, and the mist immediately filled the air. However, the mist on the stove was the aroma of steaming rice and coriander, while the alley was filled with sticky, humid mist, with a faint fishy smell.
Chen Ping'an turned around and looked around. Fortunately, the mist did not pour into the courtyards of the market entrances. Instead, various door gods, martial saints, civil and military gods of wealth, etc. posted on the doors of every household made a subtle noise.
Sound, the little spiritual energy that was already sluggish disappeared into thin air, and could no longer protect the owner.
In Chen Pingan's field of vision, at the end of the alley, the pair of figures in plain white clothes appeared again. The child was still staring at Chen Pingan, with a pair of bright red eyes, and blood was constantly oozing out, flowing on the snow-white face.
, but the blood would not leave the face, but would crawl around like earthworms, going in and out of the eyes, as if the child's eye sockets were used as a nest.
The face of the adult holding the child had no facial features, as if it were covered with a thick white cloth, making it impossible to see the ears, nose, eyebrows, eyes, and mouth.
There were also many filthy and filthy things that penetrated people, and they walked towards the courtyard at the end of the alley. There was an old woman with a pair of dead fish eyes on her hands and feet, climbing flexibly on the courtyard wall, and kept muttering to Chen Ping'an.
Want to eat meat.
There are also many children squatting under the wall, holding their knees with their hands, putting their heads on their knees, and whimpering from between their teeth, intermittently, swaying in the wind, as if they want to tell a sad story, but they are too old
Too young, unable to speak clearly, unable to speak clearly.
Although Chen Pingan has respected ghosts and gods since he was a child, he is not afraid of them.
Just imagine, a young child of four or five years old dares to run to the tomb of the gods alone, rain or shine. Then he practices boxing, plus this trip to Tongye Island, which is three long trips, and he sees strange landscapes along the way.
, there are so many of them, how could they be frightened by such a battle.
So even though the big one and the small one wandered to the alley opposite the courtyard gate, Chen Pingan was still indifferent. Instead, he took a step forward and stood on the edge of the steps, as if he was waiting for the moment they took action.
The child, whose face was covered with blood like cobwebs, had been staring at Chen Pingan. When it turned its head and looked at Chen Pingan, it said: "Your meat is very fragrant. Can you let me have a few bites? I only want yours."
Is it okay to be half-hearted?"
The child spoke extremely slowly and kept moving forward. By the time the word "heart" was spoken, its back was turned to Chen Pingan, but its head had been turned around and it was still "looking squarely" at Chen Pingan.
, it also stretched out a pitch-black tongue and licked the blood at the corner of its mouth.
The old woman walking along the wall was the first to attack, leaping up and pounced on Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an didn't look at it. He took a step forward and walked down the steps. Before his boots touched the alley floor, he lightly punched out and hit the old woman's head. The old woman was knocked backwards.
The wall on the opposite side shattered into pieces, and it didn't even have time to cry out.
After seeing this scene, the evil things in the alley exploded with ferocity, black smoke surged, and the evil things formed by the resentment after death rushed towards Chen Pingan crazily.
Chen Pingan held one hand behind his back and put it in his sleeve, facing the enemy with only his right hand.
The intention of the fist was still directed to the end, flowing only in the right arm, and the Gang Qi was condensed without leaking out. However, every time he punched, he smashed a menacing creature.
This little boxing intention, to today's Chen Ping'an, is like drawing a bucket of water from a deep well.
On the other hand, in the field of vision of the group of shadowy creatures, the arm of the young man in white robe was like a small piece of "sunlight" cutting through the night, burning and dazzling.
In just a few blinks of an eye, the vast array of evil things in the alleys is gone.
Lu Tai was already sitting on the threshold at some point, standing by and smiling.
The child who threatened to eat half of Chen Pingan's heart broke away from the adult's hand and disappeared behind Chen Pingan. He used his palm as a knife and stabbed Chen Pingan's back vest, trying to cut out his back with a knife.
heart.
The knife in his hand was swift and violent, but just as the child mistakenly thought that he was about to succeed, he howled in pain. It turned out that when his five fingers touched the white robe, it was like hitting a furnace, and the snow melted. There was no time to stop, and most of the
The arm is just gone.
Chen Ping'an lost his left hand behind his back and still didn't see any movement. He kept staring at the figure without facial features from the corner of his eyes. He just leaned back and bumped into the child's figure, and the golden robe on his body touched the latter.
In an instant, the child melted like a candle and turned into a wisp of pure black smoke, about to sweep away into the distance. However, Chen Pingan turned around, twisted his wrist, and punched in an arc, causing the black smoke to have no head or tail.
Lu Tai joked: "This is a bit bullying."
Chen Pingan curled his lips, "Where are the people?"
Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head and looked towards the end of the alley.
In the well adjacent to the street, there is dark well water. It clings to the inner wall of the well, using the fog on the street to cover up the Yang Qi. It quickly flows out of the well mouth and pours into the alley of Chen Ping'an. After breaking into the alley,
I just happened to "see" Chen Ping'an suppressing the child's vagina. After a moment's hesitation, the well water actually flowed back.
Chen Pingan took out his sleeve with his right hand, and saw a brand-new pagoda demon-suppressing talisman twisting on his fingertips. He silently recited fifteen in his heart, and a green and exquisite flying sword flew out of the sword gourd and passed behind Chen Pingan.
The tip of the sword was nailed to the yellow paper talisman, and it disappeared in an instant, dragging a golden brilliance from the talisman in the air.
This talisman was supposed to be used to target the fetus holding the child. After a fight, Chen Ping'an felt confident that punching was enough.
Since the weird thing in the well had taken the initiative to escape, Chen Ping'an asked Shi Shi to take the demon-suppressing talisman to snatch the wells and cut off the escape route of the well water.
The water in the well moves very quickly, but it can't be faster than the flying speed of Feijian Fifteen.
On the fifteenth day, when he arrived at the well where the sound of a resentful woman was sobbing, he stabbed the well mouth with the tip of his sword and nailed the golden pagoda demon-suppressing talisman to the edge of the well mouth.
It then slowly rose into the air and began to circle around the wellhead.
The well water that crawled out of the bottom of the well was all around, ripples appeared in waves, revealing the distorted faces of women with resentment and hatred. During this period, they reluctantly branched off into a small tributary and rushed towards the mouth of the well. Soon, it all turned into smoke, over and over again.
After that, the talisman attached to the mouth of the well remained motionless, full of aura, and the gushing well water gave up. They kept gathering together, and finally turned into a humanoid creature with vaguely visible limbs. It was ten feet tall and the well water rolled on its body.
It doesn't stop, making people unrecognizable.
Feijian Fifteen naturally regarded it as a provocation, and passed through the forehead of the well water creature, suddenly hovering, and then swept back through the back of the vest, repeating this, never getting tired of it.
Perhaps he didn't expect this flying sword to be so full of sword power. The well water that had just transformed into a human form dispersed and turned into a layer of water spreading in all directions again, and began to surge away.
Fifteen ignored these tricks, the tip of the sword just poked into the water again and again.
On the other side of the alley, the man who originally hoped to be "caught up" by the well water showed a hint of timidity. Instead of having any intention of fighting Chen Pingan, he instead moved toward the wall at the end of the alley.
Chen Pingan stepped forward and reached the wall of Duantou Road first, and slapped the wall with his palm.
Another demon-suppressing talisman.
The wall suddenly revealed its original shape, filled with skeletons, including the skeletons of many young children, and even some that looked like babies that had been disemboweled. They were so miserable.
When the wall appeared, the children squatting at the base of the wall with their heads in their arms immediately began to sob.
Seeing this scene, Chen Ping'an was filled with hatred.
Just as the man was about to lift up into the air and leave the alley, Chen Pingan, who was extremely angry, turned around and reached out, grabbing the face without facial features. His five fingers were like hooks, and the golden cuffs of his robe were fluttering, exuding waves of energy as if he had enjoyed it for thousands of years.
The shrine of incense shone brightly, and the yin object issued a cry of supplication from the depths of the soul. Chen Ping'an grabbed the yin object with his right hand and punched the yin object's heart with his left hand. The golden light of his whole arm surged, both from his own fist strength and from the golden wine.
of aura.
Chen Pingan stirred his right arm and forcefully poked a big hole in Yinwu's heart.
Still not giving up, Chen Ping'an would try to tear all the souls of the yin objects into pieces, deliberately controlling his strength, peeling off the cocoons strand by strand, just like the punishment of peeling skin and cramping, and pulling the souls bit by bit into the cuffs of the golden robe, in order to do this.
The head and vagina suffered the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
Lu Tai stood up and reminded softly: "Chen Ping'an, it's okay."
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, released the five fingers of his left hand, pulled out the right hand from the heart of the vagina, smashed the vagina with one punch, waved his sleeves fiercely, and put them all into the sleeves of the robe. Finally, he shook the cuffs and collected the fine ash.
Falling with a rustle.
Chen Pingan looked in front of him. The children squatting at the foot of the wall did not run away. They were just shivering and shaking violently. They were still hugging their knees and waiting for death. They were babbling and crying. I don't know.
He was crying and complaining, as if he was suffering from great pain and suffering.
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the talisman posted on the wall of the corpse, and quickly pulled it off.
After Chen Pingan put away the demon-suppressing talisman, he took a step of seven or eight feet, squatted down, and came to the side of a child who was squatting with his head in his arms. He was only two or three years old. Chen Pingan stretched out a palm, even if Chen Pingan
Ping An had tried his best to restrain his fist intention and golden spirit energy, and tried his best to make the robe look like ordinary clothes, but the child was still shaking more and more violently.
Chen Pingan quickly rolled up his sleeves, almost to his shoulders, and patted the child's head gently.
Chen Pingan was speechless.
There are all kinds of sufferings in the world, even if it is inevitable karma in the past life, but we should wait until the children grow up a little and become more sensible, right?
Chen Pingan felt that this was wrong and not good.
Because he can empathize the most.
Chen Pingan retracted his hand, raised the back of his hand, wiped his eyes, turned to look at Lu Tai, and asked, "Is there any way?"
Lu Tai walked slowly forward, no longer as calm and gentle as before, he nodded and said: "Don't you know the Yang Qi lighting talisman? As long as you draw this talisman in reverse, it will be the Yin qi guidance talisman, and then I will draw another Hades
The ferry talisman can save these little guys. The talisman you drew is to persuade these undeveloped spiritual beings to get up and walk based on their instincts. The one I drew is to open a door for them and ask them to step forward.
There is a way to go and never end.”
Chen Ping'an softly called out "Flying Sword Fifteen" in his heart.
It swept back quickly from the alley.
Chen Pingan took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and the small snow cone from the square object. He sat cross-legged, holding a pen in one hand and holding the talisman paper in the other hand. Under Lu Tai's guidance, he began to try to draw Yang Qi for the first time.
Because of his unstable mood, he failed in holding the lamp talisman. Lu Tai didn't say anything. Chen Pingan took a deep breath and took out the talisman again. He still failed. This was an extremely rare thing for Chen Pingan after practicing boxing.
Chen Pingan himself was a little confused.
Lu Tai sighed.
Because one of the fragments of Chen Ping'an's state of mind was shaking.
Lu Tai simply took out the bamboo fan and started fanning it gently. Without looking at Chen Ping'an, he smiled and said: "Don't put yourself in everyone's shoes, learn to stay out of it."
"There's no need to rush to draw the talisman. After so many years of suffering, those little guys shouldn't mind waiting a little longer."
Lu Tai fanned the breeze, helping the alley where the wind and clouds had dispersed to cover up the invisible Yang energy that seeped down from the black clouds above his head. He slowly said: "When the matter here is resolved, I will go directly to Zhu.
I found the castle owner's wife, Chen Ping'an, you don't have to come with me, because I need you to help me disperse those dark clouds and some dark things lurking in the dark. The Taoism may not be too low. You don't have to worry about me.
.”
Chen Pingan snorted.
Lu Tai raised his head and looked up at the sky, "The truth can be roughly determined. The rise and fall of yin and yang in Flying Eagle Castle in the past few decades was deliberately done by someone behind the scenes, in order to allow the castle owner's wife, who was born with an extremely yin body, to give birth to a child.
It takes several years to give birth to a ghost baby that is rare in a century. It takes several years to be born from a woman's heart. It feeds on the woman's blood and vitality, instead of being carried in an ordinary woman's belly for ten months. As the saying goes, the so-called ghost baby means that
It means that in this situation, the wife of the castle owner is not a practitioner, so her vitality is not enough, so she has many weird things in Flying Eagle Castle, in order to maintain her life, and just wait for the ghost baby to break out of her heart, and she will be the woman.
When a person is about to die, and his sins are too deep, a woman's soul will probably not expect peace after death. When she is alive, life is worse than death, and when she is dead, death is worse than life. It is really miserable."
Chen Pingan frowned.
Lu Tai said slowly: "According to the records of several Taoist classics in my library, this kind of dirty thing possesses the six realms of cultivation as soon as it is born. It is quite difficult to deal with, and it is unstable. Unless it kills with one blow, it is very difficult to kill."
It is difficult to eliminate. It likes to eat the internal organs of living people. If no one restrains it, it does not take a hundred years. As long as it harms a few cities and eats hundreds of thousands of people, it can smoothly enter the Yuanying realm. The ghost infant is inherently extremely powerful.
It is difficult to catch and kill such an Earth Immortal Ghost Infant. Without three Earth Immortals joining forces to hunt it down, there is no need to expect to eradicate it. A Nascent Soul Realm monk who goes alone and comes to the door on his own initiative is more like becoming its bait."
Lu Tai sneered and said: "This kind of skill is nothing in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, but in this Tongye Continent, it is considered very big."
Then Lu Tai said nothing more and shook his bamboo fan, letting the breeze blow on his face.
Chen Pingan was silent for a moment and said softly: "You can continue drawing the talisman."
Lu Tai glanced at Chen Pingan beside him and smiled.
This time it finally worked! Chen Pingan wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to put away the Yin Qi Guidance Talisman. Lu Tai looked confused, "What is this?"
Chen Pingan replied: "The material of the talisman paper is not high, it is just used to practice writing..."
Lu Tai grabbed the talisman and said angrily: "You idiots, you guys, this talisman is more than enough. If it were better, it might attract their greed and continue to choose to do things between the yin and yang gap.
This kind of lonely ghost is actually a bad thing."
Chen Pingan nodded, first handed the small snow cone to Lu Tai, and before taking out the talisman, asked: "Your Hades ferry talisman, after all, has to break the boundary between yin and yang. This simple guide talisman like mine will be very useful."
It’s different, so the better the material, the more effective it is?”
Lu Tai hesitated and did not speak.
Chen Ping'an already knew the answer and took out a golden talisman paper.
Lu Tai did not pick him up and asked, "Is it worth it?"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Lu Tai shook his head and said, "I don't think it's worth it."
Chen Ping'an turned to look at the children in the two rows at the wall, then turned to Lu Tai and grinned, his eyes firm, "Just use this talisman paper, but don't draw it wrong."
Lu Tai sighed, closed his eyes for a moment, solemnly held his breath and concentrated, then opened his eyes, held the small snow cone tightly, and drew the ferry talisman on the golden talisman paper. This is the unique specialty of the Lu family of the Yin and Yang family in the Middle Earth Divine Continent.
The pattern of the talisman is a lonely boat with an old man supporting mugwort on the boat and a string of ancient seal characters on each side.
Chen Ping'an believed in Lu Tai's talismans and turned to look at the children.
Someone once heard the word "not worth it" in Yang's shop.
Chen Pingan looked at those children as if he were looking at dozens of himself, waiting for an answer.
After a while, Lu Tai smiled and said: "It's done!"
Lu Tai handed back the small snow cone, and then the two of them stood up. Chen Pingan twisted the Yin Qi guidance talisman. After pouring a wisp of pure Qi, the talisman overflowed with spiritual light and the light was soft. It was completely different from the Yang Qi lighting talisman.
The two scenes, as expected, after the guidance talisman was revealed, the children under the wall raised their heads in confusion and looked at the talisman in Chen Pingan's hand, full of nostalgia and joy.
Lu Tai threw the golden talisman's ferry talisman to the wall of corpses at the end of the alley. The talisman was pasted on the wall, and a golden line appeared on each side of the talisman. The central area of the talisman began to dissipate, and the golden lines
It continued to expand outwards, and finally a golden door frame appeared.
Lu Tai asked Chen Ping'an, who was holding the guide talisman, to walk toward the door and walk slowly.
The children stood up one after another and followed Chen Pingan who was guiding the direction in front of them, and walked towards the end of the alley.
Lu Tai sat on the steps at the entrance of the courtyard, holding his cheek with one hand and looking at Chen Pingan's back.
Chen Ping'an followed Lu Tai's instructions and gently placed the Yin Qi guidance talisman inside the gate, as if it was just above the threshold, with the talisman hovering motionless.
Dozens of children walked into it one after another, some jumping, some swaying, and older children holding younger children.
After they entered the door one after another, suddenly all their heads were crowded behind the threshold, and they laughed at the young man in white robe standing outside the door.
Although they are yin objects, their smiling faces at this moment are so innocent and bright.
Lu Tai couldn't see Chen Pingan's expression.
Wearing a man's green shirt, her real name is "Lu Ti". She raises her head high, as if she is angry with her ancestor "Lu Chen".
She only saw Chen Pingan waving goodbye to those children.