Bian Jinlong sat aside and was silent, but Bian Ji felt itchy after hearing this. He stepped forward and grabbed Liu Qiao's arm and said, "Master Taoist, can you give me a demonstration to open your eyes with the kid?"
"Dalang, don't be rude..." Bian Jinlong on the side scolded.
Don't get me wrong, "Dalang" refers to the eldest son, the eldest brother, not the later generation Wu Dalang. Of course, the meaning is still the same.
The reason why Bian Jinlong scolded him was that he knew his precious son's character and was afraid that he would be confused by heretic techniques and lose his ancestral treasured sacred flag.
Liu Qiao was overjoyed and thought, "What I've been waiting for is what Bian Dalang said. After seeing Pindao's wonderful skills, why worry about you not taking the bait?"
Immediately he said: "No problem, no problem, the great man means it sincerely, how can a poor man refuse, it would be a shame..."
After saying this, the Bian family's father and son saw Liu Qiao's eyes closed, twirling with one hand, his lips moving slightly, and as he recited the mantra, there was indeed movement in the hall and outside the court.
"Whoosh whoosh...whoosh..."
I could see the dark wind outside the courtyard, blowing the bonsai in the courtyard and the leaves rustling. Several servants carrying water and maids serving tea were staggering around, all shouting: "Why is there a strong wind..."
Liu Qiao suddenly opened his eyes, pointed toward the door, and said: "Move here..."
There was a loud "Hu La Luo" sound and "Clang Dang Dang" like a mountain being pulled up. The Bian family and his son were so shocked that they stood up quickly. The maids serving in the hall could not help but craned their necks to look outside.
Outside the courtyard, there was a burst of flying sand and rocks, dust and dust, and a cloud of smoke. There was a loud "whooshing" sound, as if thousands of soldiers and horses were running around in the courtyard performing martial arts. The maids and servants in the courtyard were startled and ran away screaming.
"Bump...dong..."
Suddenly there was a loud noise, like thunder that shook the ground, and a huge boulder, about ten feet high and seven or eight feet in diameter, shaped like an old turtle, fell from the sky and landed in the center of a flower bed, causing dust and sand to fly everywhere.
"Excuse me... Sir, a piece of bluestone suddenly fell outside..." A servant in green clothes ran in tremblingly.
The bluestone fell outside the courtyard. At this time, the four doors were open. Bian Jinlong and his son naturally saw it. Hearing this, they dismissed the servants. The father and son looked at each other in astonishment, and both sat on the couch with frightened expressions on their faces.
Liu Qiao twirled his beard indifferently and said with a smile: "General Bian, this is when Pindao came, he passed the Qinglong Stream outside the city and saw a strange stone at the bottom of the stream. Now he has used magic to move it here, but it is to add a security feature to the general's home."
"This stone is bigger than my millstone. I'm afraid it weighs less than a thousand pounds. The Taoist Master was able to move it out of thin air. It really has the power to drive away ghosts and gods..." Bian Ji praised loudly.
Bian Jinlong calmed down and said: "Good Taoist skills, if you go to the battlefield and capture hundreds of these boulders and scatter them, the enemy army will be defeated without fighting..."
But after all, when a family from a general family encounters something wonderful, the first thing that comes to mind is whether it can be used in battle.
But in fact, Liu Qiao sent Yellow Turban warriors to move it here. Being able to transport a thousand kilograms of objects and fly several miles is basically the current limit of hundreds of Yellow Turban warriors. Just think about it. Lifting hundreds of rocks to hit people.
Of course, Liu Qiao knew these words in his heart, but the Bian family and his son did not, and of course he would not explain them.
"Even if you send the town objects to the general, you still have to keep a divine general, and you also send them to the general to guard the gate..."
Liu Qiao also took out a piece of yellow paper from the treasure bag, cut it into a three-inch human shape, drew a magic talisman with a red pen, and drew the appearance of a general holding a mace.
The soul flying talisman comes to consecrate the light, but before it is consecrated, it is just paper. After the light has been illuminated, it can block the swords and guns...Om is the order now, and I will explain the Taoism and Dharma with the Yuxu Palm..."
After drawing the talisman, I thought about a divine general, used my magic power, blew three breaths on the talisman paper, and said to the Bian family and his son: "Take a look..."
Throwing the talisman on the ground, a cloud of smoke suddenly rose up in the hall. After a while, the cloud and smoke dispersed, revealing a great general, wearing a red cherry wind-winged helmet, a chain-locked king's armor, a green face and fangs, and holding a pair of golden whips.
Suddenly a general appeared, which frightened the Bian family and his son. However, they felt a little relieved when they saw that the general's figure was illusory, light and powerless.
"唔"
However, Liu Qiao pointed his hand, and the god general suddenly shouted loudly. The two whips came together with a loud "clang" sound, smashing a table to pieces, and pieces of wood flying.
Immediately, the smoke and clouds dispersed, leaving only a piece of talisman paper on the ground, with the red pen talisman knot still faintly glowing.
"You can hide this talisman under a stone. If things are urgent, it will appear on its own. Although it cannot defeat thousands of troops and defeat soldiers and horses, it can be more or less able to withstand for a while." Liu Qiao's heart was filled with the thought of restraining ghosts and sealing the talisman. The magician was also very satisfied and said.
"Okay...ok...ok, a piece of paper can turn into a person out of thin air, it's really amazing..." Bian Ji said with admiration on his face.
Bian Jinlong did as he was told, and sent his servant to place the charm under the rockery, and asked: "It's wonderful, but I don't know if this method will last long?"
"Well... the short term can be three to five years, and the long term can be seven or eight years. As long as the talisman paper is not rotten, the god will be there. It is best to avoid fire and water, so that it can last longer..." Liu Qiao said thoughtfully.
Bian Jinlong twisted his beard and smiled. He was in a high position and had lived for a long time. He was well-informed. He understood in his heart that these were rumors and discussions among ordinary people. The illusion of "containing ghosts and turning them into generals" that was common in heretics was top-notch.
It belongs to the method of "borrowing ghosts and gods to attack for a while". Although he is called a god general, he looks majestic, but he is actually a powerful ghost. How can it be used for a long time? Even if it can be used for a long time, he will feel uneasy if a powerful ghost is placed in his home. However, After all, Liu Qiao had good intentions, and he would not point them out or reject them.
Liu Qiao looked at Bian Ji's face and saw admiration on his face. Bian Jinlong smiled and said nothing.
Knowing in his heart that these did not scare Bian Jinlong, he said again: "The talismans mentioned by Pindao have all been practiced by the Yellow Turban Warriors, but there is another method, the Five Elements Taoist Technique. Shanneng can escape through the Five Elements..."
"When I was on duty just now, I heard that the peach grove in Qingyingling, three hundred miles south of the city, was bearing fruit. The Taoist priest said that if he was good at escape, could he get it?" Bian Jinlong asked tentatively.
When Liu Qiao heard this, he was not angry but happy. Since Bian Jinlong dared to assign him to fetch Tao'er, it meant that although he did not admire the magic like Bian Ji on the surface, he was already shaken in his heart. He immediately laughed and said: "It's just a matter of seconds." A hundred miles away, a poor man can come and go a hundred times in an instant, so what's the difficulty?"
After saying that, he picked up the tea and sipped it, "poof" and sprayed it out, creating a ball of water mist. He silently recited a mantra, twirled his fingers and said: "Let's go..."
Suddenly, the sound of "whirring" was heard, and mist was seen rising, surrounding Liu Qiao. When he blinked and looked again, there was only an empty seat, and no one was there.
Bian Ji was afraid that the master would never come back, so he looked at his father anxiously. Bian Jinlong understood that Liu Qiao wanted something from him, so he waved his hand to Bian Ji to signal him to calm down.
Just as Bian Ji was about to speak, there was a sound of "翛翛" in the hall. He looked up and saw a Taoist priest in green, holding a bunch of peaches in his fists. They were all plump, red and dripping with green leaves. You could tell at a glance that they were all full. It's freshly picked.
"Come on, Dalang, eat the peach..." Liu Qiao held the peach and handed it to Bian Ji and his son.
Bian Ji took the peach and took a bite. As expected, the juice overflowed. He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the corner of Liu Qiao's clothes and murmured: "He is obviously a living person, how can he melt into the mist? It's really strange..."
"Hey, Dalang, you are full of inspiration. If you learn my Taoism, you can get started in three or four days, and you will be able to fly in half a month. If you work harder, after half a year, you will be able to achieve success in all five escapes. By then, the world will be big and you can do it.
Wouldn’t it be good to go?”
Liu Qiao gave full play to the art of escaping from his predecessor Shen Gongbao. He boasted that Bian Dalang was a rare talent in heaven and no one on earth. He was just learning wonderful skills and could become an immortal. Bian Ji was so happy that he couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.
Bian Jinlong, who was on the side, tasted the peach silently, and listened to Liu Qiao, an "immortal figure", praising his precious son. He didn't say anything, but he was very happy in his heart.
Bian Ji kept whispering in his ear: "Dad, I want that magic that can change people. Let's change it. This business is not a loss..."
Most parents in this world are like this. They don't know what their children want. Bian Jinlong wanted to refuse firmly, but seeing Bian Ji's eager look on his face, he hesitated.
In this room, Liu Qiao had been sitting in front of him sipping tea. When he saw the father and son, Bian Jinlong looked troubled and said, "General Bian, although your family's ancestral treasures are good, they can only be attacked, not retreated. Your Majesty,
If you learn Pindao magic, you can wander around the mountains and mountains, not to mention roaming the battlefield, but if there is a crisis on the battlefield, you can also protect yourself and save your life..."
"Taoist Master, please let me think carefully..." Bian Jinlong was confused.
"Master Taoist, please wait a moment. Dad and I will go find mom to discuss it."
After saying that, Bian Ji carelessly took Bian Jinlong and ran to the back room, where he found Bian's wife, Mrs. Xu, for discussion.
However, it turned out that during this period, if there were guests at home, women and children were not allowed to go to the hall to receive the guests unless absolutely necessary to avoid suspicion, so Mrs. Xu had been listening to the three people talking at the back of the hall, but did not dare to speak out.
After a while, Bian Jinlong walked out alone, cupped his hands towards Liu Qiao and said, "I've been waiting for a long time. My Bian family has agreed to this deal..."
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I won’t write antithesis poems today. I will recommend two books by friends. I am reading them. They are very fascinating and include secret py transactions, so I recommend them to everyone with good conscience.
"Liao Zhaizi Speechless"
Introduction: Destiny is the food and supplies for all demons, ghosts and gods.
It can also be called good luck, good fortune is mysterious, and you can use the false to cultivate the true.
Heaven regards all living beings as lambs.
Demons regard all living beings as blood food.
The emperor regarded all living beings as nothing more than grass.
The sage regards all living beings as stupid dogs.
Because humans are the mysteries of creation and can produce considerable changes in destiny, they are designated as the protagonists of heaven and earth and the leader of all spirits.
However, the truth is cruel, the human world is just a vegetable garden for demons and a pasture for gods.
This author is very good at writing. His writing skills, plot, and characters are all very good. Well, I admit that he is above me.
In addition, the author's understanding of folk customs and teachings is not inferior to mine, and he is a senior fairy tale author, so the quality and quantity are guaranteed.
I read the book and found it to be really good. I read hundreds of chapters overnight, so I dare to recommend it to everyone.
"Junior Brother Has Murderous Intent"
This book is a seedling. The protagonist is decisive in killing. The three views are more suitable for people with mature psychology. The storyline is not unconventional. I recommend it.