The flowers are not flowers, the fog is not fog. It comes in the middle of the night and goes away at dawn. It comes like a spring dream, but it goes away like a morning cloud with nowhere to find it.
In the prosperous dynasty, there was a rumor that there was a little ghost called "Nama", who was neither good nor evil. He came and went at night. Although he did not harm people's lives, he loved to play tricks on people. He would often lie on people's bodies while they were asleep, and stick out their tongues.
It messes up people's dreams.
People who are tricked by "Nightmare" are clearly conscious, but lose control of their bodies and cannot get up. Folks have a rather vivid term: "Ghost presses the bed."
Perhaps retribution came too quickly. In the first half of the night, Yang Chaoxi killed most of the ghosts with two talismans. In the second half of the night, the "nightmare" came to his door and pressed him on the bed. When he woke up, it was already dawn, but he was still there.
My whole body was sore and exhausted.
Recalling several dreams from one night, they were tangled, confusing, empty and joyful, hard to let go...all in a mess. Apart from the emotions and perceptions, they failed to leave any impression.
After getting up to dress and wash up, yesterday's stench seemed to be gone. However, if you feel it carefully, the odor is still lingering in your nostrils, never coming or going. Yang Chaoxi couldn't help but think of the words Chengxu's son Han Fengqiao often said:
Living with unwholesome people is like entering an abalone house and not smelling the smell for a long time!
Last night, he made a reckless move and used two magic talismans. The feeling of physical pain is still there. Yang Zhaoxi left Shanglinfang, thinking of Master Gongsun's instructions before leaving, he felt a little sad in his heart:
I don’t know which senior sister or junior sister in Linjiguan has such a beautiful face and bad luck, and meets with unexpected events?
Half an hour later, he was standing in front of the Linji Temple. The male and female unicorns on both sides of the gate were still majestic, and the surrounding trees were much more lush than they were five years ago. The overlapping branches and leaves were said to be blocking out the sky and the sun.
Not an exaggeration.
The person on duty was a somewhat familiar senior sister, but she was not one of the "Through the Looking Glass". Thinking of the many conflicts that arose from a little misunderstanding in the past, I couldn't help but laugh.
The senior sister came up to say hello, and the senior sister was also quite surprised, but she hesitated to speak.
However, the mystery was soon solved. When she saw Aunt Chunxi, she dismissed everyone, with red eyes, and told him the news of Shui Xizi Luo Rou's murder.
Yang Chaoxi's mind was in a daze, thinking of the trick sister Luo Rou prepared for him, remembering the first time he cut off hair and washed marrow, and the stench made Luo Rou vomit all over his arms, and remembered how he was accidentally killed by Luo Rou and Cui
Wan looked at Guangguang's experience and remembered Luo Rou's weirdness when she used the "Spiritual Snake Transformed into a Dragon Spear" to teach her a lesson...
The unpleasant encounters in the past have now turned into warm memories. But these memories will never be repeated.
Yang Zhaoxi felt pity at first, but gradually became a little angry: a good girl was arrested, humiliated, and killed just because she overheard a secret conversation between two officials. It was so unconscionable!
Yang Chaoxi suppressed the uneasy feeling in her heart and said solemnly: "Aunt Chunxi, I, Yang Chaoxi, will definitely help Senior Sister Luo Rou to seek justice!"
It seems that there is no need to work hard anymore to maintain the majesty of the master who is calm at all times. Tong Chunxi was already in tears at this time: "Xi'er, I naturally hope that you can find out the real culprit and punish the evil and eliminate the evil. However, if the culprit is too powerful,
, you must endure the humiliation and bear the burden and protect yourself first. Wan'er and Qing'er are as affectionate and loyal as you, and they have returned to their clans to investigate secretly."
Yang Zhaoxi nodded and twirled the money bag in the pocket on his sleeve. Those round golden beans may have to be returned to that little girl Tan Qing later... maybe they have grown up after not seeing each other for a few years.
She is a graceful girl, right?
Yang Zhaoxi waited for Tong Chunxi's mood to recover a little, and then said slowly: "I heard from my temple master that two senior brothers, Zhuo Songtao and Huang Shuo, came here a few days ago. But I don't know which guest room in the front yard I live in?
I will join them so that we can help with this matter as soon as possible."
Tong Chunxi hesitated for a moment before saying: "They got the news this morning and followed you Feng Yizi, Master Xueyizi, and Master Yuchi from Hongdao Temple to Wuhou Pu in Zeshanfang. Rou'er's body has been parked there. Last night
Somehow, a corpse transformation occurred..."
"Corpse transformation? How could it happen?" As a Taoist cultivator, Yang Chaoxi, even if he has not studied these yin and yang matters in depth, is still familiar with them and has extensive knowledge.
The "corpse transformation" that makes ordinary people change their minds when hearing about it, actually rarely happens. Even if it happens occasionally, it is at best a "sitting corpse" or a "walking corpse" with extremely limited mobility. It's just that the living are afraid of the dead, and there are many strange things in sight, so they pass rumors from rumor to legend.
So much so that all kinds of weird and strange things happen.
As for the "zombies" that can hurt people's lives, they are mostly Taoist demons who resurrect themselves through corpses and absorb the essence and vitality of living people to help themselves practice. It can be seen that what you see may not be true sometimes, and a little bit of blinding magic can deceive ordinary people.
Cognition.
Tong Chunxi nodded seriously and said: "It must be true. That bad guard was once a member of the Taoist sect. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he be so frightened that his face was like gold paper? When they come back later, everything will be clear."
The two of them sat on the round seats in the Xuanyuan Hall and talked about Taoist cultivation and martial arts training.
When he learned that Yang Zhaoxi had "completed the foundation building" and was about to break through to the stage of "refining essence and transforming qi", even Tong Chunxi couldn't help but praise him: "Aunt, I have been practicing Taoism all my life, but now I can't do anything but "refining essence and transforming qi"."
Although the Tao seed was prepared, the elixir mother could not be condensed, let alone the inner elixir.
I read "Taoist Inner Alchemy Theory" compiled by Qingguan a few years ago. I read it several times and benefited a lot. Maybe in another ten years, I can refine the inner elixir and continue to make progress in cultivating the Tao."
When talking about swordsmanship, Tong Chunxi suddenly laughed and said: "I haven't made any big progress in the past few years. I just combined 'The Falling Rain Jingqiu Sword', 'Xinhe Canmeng Sword' and 'Laoyan Fenfei Sword' into a set of swordsmanship, which is called 'Chun'."
Xi Sword Technique'. I'll teach you another day when I have free time!"
Yang Zhaoxi responded by cupping her hands, but felt a little strange. Aunt Chunxi seemed to be looking at her waist, consciously or unconsciously.
Yang Zhaoxi lowered his head and looked down. He suddenly understood. He quickly took off the sword from his waist, held it up in his hand and said, "Aunt Chunxi, don't blame me! My nephew is confused and forgot what the master told him! This Xuantong sword is the master's gift."
Before leaving, you asked me to bring it to my aunt, and I will hand it over to you!"
Tong Chunxi blinked his eyes, and a girlish cunning appeared on his old face: "Is it really like this? Xi'er, although you can observe words and expressions, you don't understand the master of your family. His family's sword represents the inheritance of the mantle.
, how could you give it to me?
And since you have learned his swordsmanship and have the ambition to become a knight, you have a faint shadow of his past. Therefore, this sword must have been given to you by him."
Yang Chaoxi bowed her hands and said in admiration: "Auntie is amazing! She hit the nail on the head."
While the two were talking, Zhuo Songtao and Huang Shuo walked in from outside the hall. When they saw Yang Chaoxi coming, they were overjoyed.
Zhuo Songtao greeted Tong Chunxi briefly, and then said to Tong Chunxi: "Master Tong, Feng Yizi, and Xueyizi, along with Master Yuchi, went to visit various temples in the city. We are going to contact some people who are good at subduing and exorcising demons.
Taoist priests, let’s deal with the harmful monsters that have been causing trouble in Luoyang City recently..."
Zhuo Songtao always had a clear mind and an eloquent voice. In a short narration, he explained to Tong Chunxi one by one what the six people saw when they went to Wuhoupu in the morning, and then what they saw at the abandoned house in Huijiefang.
Yang Chaoxi, who was listening on the sidelines, followed Zhuo Songtao's narration and gradually worked out a rough outline of some things that happened before and after Senior Sister Luo Rou's tragedy.
At two o'clock in the morning, the sun shrank slightly and the clouds began to pile up. The wind was slightly moist, as if a spring rain was brewing.
Xu Meixiang, the son of Feng Yi, and Ding Moniang, the son of Xue Yi, returned to the temple and reported the results of each temple to Tong Chunxi in detail:
Several veterans who agreed to take action decided to go to Zeshanfang to guard the place before the curfew tonight, to prevent Luo Rou from transforming into a corpse again, and the monster controlling the corpse from appearing.
Yang Chaoxi, who had already settled in Linjiguan, heard the voices of several people talking in the distance, and jumped up from the couch. He went to the next room to call Zhuo Songtao and Huang Shuo, and the three of them rushed into the Xuanyuan Hall and approached Tong Chunxi.
The others saluted: "I beg you to come with me tonight!"
Tong Chunxi and others showed embarrassment: "Although we are acting defensively tonight, if we really face it, it will be extremely dangerous. A few veterans know that their life is short, but they have no scruples when they are desperate. But you young people
, wouldn’t it be a pity if there were more casualties? How can I explain to Master Gongsun Temple?”
Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to take out the copper coin barrier knife and the remaining seven peach wood charms from his arms, and then demonstrated a set of evil-breaking sword techniques.
When the eyes of Tong Chunxi and others showed something special, he said leisurely: "Aunt Chunxi, do you believe it now? Even if we are invincible, with these means, we can still protect ourselves! Not to mention any martial arts, not all
Did you suddenly realize the magical effect during the fight and then get to the next level?"
Tong Chunxi nodded and said with a smile: "I have underestimated you! Where did you learn this Taoist technique of 'catching gods and ghosts'? I remember that Gongsun Guanzhu didn't seem to be good at this."
Yang Zhaoxi crossed his arms in front of his chest, feeling quite proud: "I met a Taoist friend a few years ago, named Wu Zhengjie. He seemed to have obtained the true teachings of the Taoist sect and traveled around all year round. These Yin and Yang techniques were learned at Longhu Mountain.
, I heard it’s quite authentic.”
Tong Chunxi was slightly surprised: "Wu Tianshi, an old Taoist who I haven't seen for many years, actually calls you a brother? Your fate is really blessed! In this way, I will go with you tonight, and you will have many people to look after you!"
After the few people had made up their minds, they dispersed to recharge their batteries and prepare for the night.
The words were divided into two parts, one for each. Zhang Wuhou and all the bad guards left Huijiefang and turned directly to Nanshi, where there was a Taoist senior who he had known for many years.
This senior said that he once became a monk and practiced Taoism in Qingcheng Mountain. He was kicked out by the Taoist temple for committing a crime of killing. Ten years ago, he begged all the way to Luoyang and wanted to join a senior brother. Unexpectedly, this senior brother was already a Taoist temple supervisor.
He violated the precepts and actually turned against him on the spot and refused to acknowledge him.
This senior was ashamed and angry, so he simply stayed in Luoyang City and begged in Nanshi every day to make a living. Occasionally, he would do feng shui for people, read their faces, and earn some money to make ends meet, but in the end it was not as candid as begging.
At that time, Zhang Wuhou was just an ordinary bad guard, patrolling the streets every day, eating for free, bullying the weak and beating the strong, and his life was monotonous and fulfilling. Because of the sudden appearance of the beggar, the business of several restaurants was affected.
In business, Zhang Wuhou, who was short-tongued and merciless, would often drive the beggar out. However, as soon as they left, the old beggar would go back and continue to beg in those restaurants.
Until one day, Zhang Wuhou and others received a tip that a leader of the "Heshuo Rebellion" entered Luoyang and hid in Nanshi. The Zhang Wuhou and others who were ordered to hunt could be said to be extremely lucky or extremely unlucky.
, not long after entering Nanshi, I saw the leader with a big beard.
After three strikes, five divided by two, Zhang Wuhou and six or seven other bad guards were knocked to the ground, holding their heads in their hands and wailing. The bearded leader had already become murderous, and drew out his waist-barrier knife, intending to come up and strike.
At the critical moment between life and death, a gray figure with torn clothes came towards him! With just two moves, the leader curled up on the ground like a shrimp, unable to even cry out in pain. Zhang Wuhou and others were stunned when they saw the gray figure.
It's the beggar they usually chase away.
Knowing that he had met a master, Zhang Wuhou put away his usual arrogance, endured the severe pain, stepped forward, and kowtowed three times respectfully: "The master is above me! In the past, I was short-sighted, but there are many mistakes."
I'm sorry! Thank you for saving me today. I will change my past and treat you like a father!"
The beggar also had a bit of the arrogance of a superior man. Not only did he accept his kowtows with peace of mind, he also took away all the money from the arms of several people lying on the ground, saying it was as a token of thanks.
Zhang Wuhou and others arrested the leader and brought him to justice. They made a great contribution and received a lot of rewards. Instead, they respected the beggar master even more. So among the bad guards in Luoyang City, an unwritten rule gradually came into being:
Anyone who patrols Nanshi and sees the beggar and his beggars will ignore them and sometimes offer them food and money.
Over the years, Zhang Wuhou learned several martial arts skills from the beggar, solved several major cases, and gradually became the leading senior Wuhou in Luoyang City.
The beggars are also gradually entering their old age, and they use Nanshi as a stronghold to chain and restrain the beggars in the city, becoming the most inconspicuous and the most unignorable force in Luoyang City. They are jokingly called the "Beggars Gang" by the grassy fields in the world.
Zhang Wuhou took the bad guard with him. As soon as he entered the square gate, he saw a little beggar leaning under the doorpost, basking in the sun and catching lice out of boredom. When he saw him coming, his eyes lit up and he ran up crawling on the ground.
: "This official has done a good job, please give me a bite to eat!"
Zhang Wuhou took out nine large coins from the pouch in his sleeve, slapped them into the little beggar's broken porcelain bowl, and said with a half-smile, "Take me to say hello to your foster father!"
The little beggar was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the big money with a smile and ran away without a trace.
Next to him, a bad guard who was new to the industry was confused for a while:
Mr. Wu Hou was known for being stingy. He often took his brothers to have drinks, but in the end he had to collect money to settle the bill. Why was it that the sun was out in the west today and he was willing to throw nine big coins to a little beggar?
Doubts were doubts, but they didn't dare to question at all. Several bad guards followed Zhang Wuhou for a few more breaths, and arrived at a winding road about seven feet wide. They saw an old beggar lying in the winding road, blocking the way.
Get everyone on their way.
The old beggar was in ragged clothes, with a peculiar smell all over his body, and unknown flying insects were hovering around him. The bad guard, who was still new to the profession, wanted to go up and scold him, but was unexpectedly dragged by several companions behind him, and turned around and left the street.
One of the companions also added: "Mr. Zhang, let's go over there and have a look. It seems that some prodigals are causing trouble again!"
Marquis Zhang Wu gave an imperceptible "hmm". After his entourage had walked away, he took a step forward, bowed his hands and said: "Senior, there has been a difficult case recently. I am not very capable, so I would like to ask you to take action. If you can again
I’d be grateful if you could give me some tips!”
The old beggar didn't seem to have woken up yet. He turned around slowly and said intermittently as if he was dreaming: "Old beggar has been here for half a month... he hasn't eaten a grain of rice... he still has too much time to take care of himself... how can he still have the strength to get involved with the public?
The matter...Since the case is difficult, we should investigate it as soon as possible...What nonsense are you talking to my old beggar..."
Zhang Wuhou understood, took out a large piece of silver collar from his arms, weighing about ten taels, and placed it on the side of the old beggar's face: "It is related to a tragic incident. The deceased is also a member of the Taoist sect. Please take action, senior!"
The old beggar opened one eye, saw the silver collar, and his face softened slightly: "You young man, you are so ignorant! Recently, you have been harassing my old beggar Qingxiu. I gave you the glutinous rice, the ink warehouse, and the peach wood sword.
, can’t you deal with ordinary evil spirits?”
Zhang Wuhou's face tightened slightly: "Lao Dao Yuchi and I both believe that there is a monster behind this case, and the magic is so powerful that it cannot be subdued by ordinary Yin and Yang Taoism. Therefore, I have come to ask the seniors to take action to kill the monster and comfort the souls of the dead.
"
The old beggar slowly sat up and said, "That's a beautiful thing to say, but the old beggar is a man who cherishes his life. There is no need to take risks for unrelated people. Unless... you are willing to agree to that matter, the old beggar will risk his life."
, let’s go on a journey with you!”
Zhang Wuhou gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time before saying: "I will agree to that...Old senior, please go change your clothes first, and I will be waiting at the Xifang Gate!"