"I'm going to Qingzhou. I wonder if the Chu family is willing to take me in? Although Grandpa Chu and Grandpa Chu have the same aspirations and made an engagement for me and Chu Tianjiao when they parted ways in the past, but after all, it has been many years and our Jiang family is now dilapidated.
Are the Chu family still willing to recognize this marriage?"
The blazing firelight reflected Jiang Xinyang's delicate face, and it could be seen that his face was full of sorrow.
Thinking of his family members who might have been beheaded in public, Jiang Xinyang's heart was stabbed hard and he was in great pain. Tears flowed out uncontrollably and he cried out.
A man doesn't shed tears lightly, but it's just not the time to feel sad.
After crying for a while, Jiang Xinyang hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, his eyes turned firm, and thought to himself: "Father told me that a man would rather bleed than shed tears. The blood revenge of the Jiang family has not been avenged, so I can't cry, I have to endure it."
Live with all the tears." Thinking of this, he suppressed the tears in his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and dug his nails into his palms without noticing the blood.
A breeze blew, and Jiang Xinyang's cold sweat from having a nightmare dried up. His whole body was sticky and very uncomfortable. It was a dark and windy night, and he was in the wilderness and couldn't take a shower, so he simply
I stopped sleeping, lit the fire that had been extinguished long ago, picked up a book I brought from home, and started reading.
Jiang Xinyang was very diligent when there were no big changes in the Jiang family. Now that the Jiang family has been ruined by Luo Haoyuan, if he wants to take revenge, he must be even more diligent. In the future, he will win the first prize in the exam, so that he can sue the emperor and clear the name of the Jiang family.
The sound of reading resounded loudly in the ruined temple on the barren mountain. Jiang Xinyang had been on the run these days, fearing to be discovered by officials, so he had been walking on wild roads in the barren mountains. Where he was now, there was a dilapidated temple that had long since lost its incense.
A small temple without even a gate.
This small temple was built in a mountain. Even in the period when incense was at its peak, it was still very small, with only one gate, one patio, one main hall, and a few side rooms.
Over the years, the small temple's entrance hall and wing have decayed beyond recognition. Now Jiang Xinyang is inside the main hall. Under the light of the fire, you can vaguely see a statue enshrined in the temple, which looks quite ferocious with a black face, white eyes and ferocious teeth.
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woo woo woo woo……
The night was dark and windy outside, and several shrill screams came from the old forest in the distance, like wolves and foxes, caught in the night wind, like a woman crying.
Deep mountains, ruined temples, cold wind, ferocious statues, wolves and foxes laughing, indescribable weirdness and horror.
But there is no fear in Jiang Xinyang's heart. Firstly, he thinks that he has never done anything wrong; secondly, a scholar has a upright heart and does not talk about strange things, strength, chaos, and spirit.
Suddenly, there was the sound of rustling footsteps coming from outside. Hearing this, Jiang Xinyang's heart tightened, and he thought to himself: "Who would be in the barren mountains at this time?"
He held a thick wooden stick in his hand and stared outside. In the darkness, a figure slowly flashed out, and it turned out to be a Taoist. This Taoist was about fifty, with an ordinary appearance.
The character that people will remember is wearing a gray monk's robe that has been washed white.
Jiang Xinyang looked at his whole body and felt that the most impressive thing about him was that he was missing two front teeth.
"The Great Xia Dynasty adopted Taoism as the state religion, and the emperor's benevolence was great. Taoist temples across the country were all big landowners, and they were extremely rich. How could there be such a down-and-out Taoist priest?"
Although Jiang Xinyang was extremely rich, he had doubts in his heart, but since he was a child, his mind was far more precocious than ordinary people, and he did not show it on his face.
"Pindao was traveling all night. He saw the light from a distance and came here specially. Can this young man let Pindao sit down and take a nap?"
Seeing that the Taoist was speaking politely, Jiang Xinyang couldn't refuse, so he just said: "Taoist, please sit down."...
"I thank you, sir."
The Taoist priest seemed to be weak and had not much clothes on. It was just after winter and the weather was cold. He shivered after sitting down. Seeing this, Jiang Xinyang took out a jug of wine from his bag and handed it over, saying
: "Taoist Master, if you don't mind, just drink some wine to warm yourself up."
"Thank you, sir."
The Taoist priest took Jiang Xinyang's wine flask and took a sip. He felt that it was mellow and filled with a strong aroma of wine. His cold body suddenly felt a lot warmer. He said, "I Zhang Buquan has never had such a good drink in my life."
The wine, sir, what is this wine called?”
"Grain wine."
In winter in the north, the weather is cold, so people in the north brew this kind of grain wine to keep out the cold.
"By the way, sir, after drinking your wine, I still don't know your name?"
"My name is Jiang Xinyang."
"My name is Zhang Buquan." The old Taoist looked at Jiang Xinyang gratefully and said: "The book of sages says that there is no greater kindness than knowing how to repay kindness. Mr. Jiang, if I drink your wine, why don't I read Duan Fu and Longevity to you?"
curse."
"Recite a curse?" Jiang Xinyang glanced at Zhang Buquan and asked, "Are you a curse master?"
Zhang Buquan said with some bitterness on his face: "Yes, Pindao is exactly the curse master."
Hearing this, Jiang Xinyang wonders why he is so downcast. Taoism is known as the Three Thousand Avenues, but spell masters are not among them. Nowadays, spell masters are almost the same as magicians. When ordinary people have weddings and weddings, they will ask magicians or magicians to recite incantations to pray for blessings or to save the dead.
To the scholar-official class, this is simply an ignorant thing, and they are denounced as a magician. Taoism, which wears the same pants as the scholar-official class, will naturally not recognize the curse master as a Taoist.
"No need, Daozhang Zhang. We are destined to meet each other, and a bottle of wine is nothing."
Zhang Bujin said: "Young Master is interested." After saying this, he glanced at Jiang Xinyang and said: "I see that Young Master talks well, so he must be a scholar."
"good."
Hearing this, Zhang Bujin's face flushed with excitement and he said: "I have also read a book, and the Master said that I am very happy to learn and practice it..." As if he had found a good listener, he put the words in his mind
I memorized the articles in it.
"Although Pindao has no fame, he still remembers many articles in his mind. It's really ridiculous for those people to call Pindao a magician. Pindao is also a scholar."
At this moment, a dark wind floated in the air. This fluctuation was extremely slight and could almost be ignored, but Zhang Buquan frowned slightly, and a gleam of doubt flashed in his eyes.
After a while, a woman in pink clothes walked lightly in front of the small temple with a swaying waist: "Nian Yu'er, my brother, went hunting in the mountains with my brother a few days ago, and unexpectedly got separated from him. It's dark and windy at night
Gao, can you two eldest brothers let me go in and rest for a while?"
Jiang Xinyang was not a scholar who read to death and was full of knowledge. The sudden appearance of a woman in the deep mountains and wild forests was something that was suspicious. He couldn't make up his mind, so he just spoke and let Zhang Buquan make up his mind.
Zhang Bujin said: "Come in."
"Thank you two brothers."
The woman in pink clothes came with elegant and charming steps. From a distance, she could see her slender and graceful body curves. Her plump breasts wrapped in the pink skirt were constantly trembling as she walked. Her slender waist made her round and perky hips sway.
Then, he drew a circle of provocative figures.
Just walking like this makes people's blood boil.
As the woman came closer, Jiang Xinyang could see her appearance clearly. He saw that the woman in pink had beautiful eyebrows like daisy, a jade-like nose, and most importantly, her eyes were watery, and she was so seductive as she turned.
"What a handsome scholar." The woman in pink saw that Jiang Xinyang was a scholar, and liked her very much. As if she was aware of Jiang Xinyang's gaze, the woman in red's eyes turned watery, and she pursed a shy smile.
All this, combined with the delicate look of a woman as she covers her face with her right hand, is extremely charming...
When Jiang Xinyang saw this, he felt his heart pounding. The woman was like a magnet, attracting him. The more he looked at it, the more he wanted to see it. When he noticed this, his heart skipped a beat, and the sage said: "Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate."
Listen, don’t say anything inappropriate and don’t do anything inappropriate. How can I lose the teachings of the saint just because this woman is beautiful?”
Thinking of this, Jiang Xinyang's mind returned to clarity, and the obsession in his eyes disappeared.
The woman in pink clothes was also quite surprised. Her eyes moved from Jiang Xinyang to Zhang Bujin. Looking at Zhang Bujin, the woman in pink clothes was instinctively afraid, but she felt relieved when she noticed that there was no real energy fluctuation in his body.
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"It turns out he's just a magician. Okay, I'll deal with this Taoist first, and then I'll seduce the scholar."
The woman in pink clothes deliberately moved her body, and her white and delicate jade legs were exposed from her skirt. She said to Zhang Buquan: "Taoist priest, when I was walking just now, I accidentally fell and my leg seemed to be twisted.
Can you help me take a look?" The soft voice was like a woman's low moan, soft and heart-warming.
When Zhang Buquan looked at him, her watery eyes kept spinning, turning into a beautiful pink abyss, trying to pull at people's souls.
Although Zhang Buquan did not have much magic power, he had been through the world and had seen many things and had rich experience. As soon as he noticed that his mind was moving, he immediately knew something was wrong. He stuck out his tongue and bit it hard. With the help of the severe pain, he woke up and recovered from his pregnancy.
He took out a talisman from his pocket, bit it with his finger, and then drew it with blood. Suddenly, the talisman flashed with a burst of white and bright holy light, and a 'clear' light continuously appeared in the holy light and shot towards the woman in pink.
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The body of the woman in pink clothes shook, and her body transformed into a pink halo. The person who was alive just now turned into a red and white fox. The fox looked at the card in Zhang Bujin's hand that kept emitting clear words.
Fu Lu, said: "Tai Qing Demon-Suppressing Talisman!" As soon as she finished speaking, the tail behind her suddenly stood up, and then exploded with a bang, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the fox turned into a streak of blood, and with a whoosh, fled into the distance.
at.
Jiang Xinyang looked at this scene and was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. After a long time, he said: "Daozhang Zhang, what was that just now?"
"That's a fox spirit that turns into a human being at night and comes out to seduce men and suck their yang energy."
"Taoist Zhang, are there really fox immortals in the world?" Jiang Xinyang thought to himself: "I thought the fox immortal Taoists in the book were just fantasy things made up by novelists. It turns out that all of these really exist. It seems that this world is better than me.
It’s even more complicated to imagine.”
Li Yuanshan chuckled and said: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Fortunately, the old Taoist asked for a Taiqing Demon-Suppressing Talisman from Taixu Temple the day before yesterday..." After saying this, he suddenly made a sound, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at his chest in horror.
forward.
Jiang Xinyang only saw a piece of meat about the size of a thumb stuck to his chest. The small piece of meat was so powerful that it cut through his clothes like a steel knife and hit his chest directly. His flesh and blood were already blurred there.
"Daozhang Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
Zhang Buquan smiled bitterly and said: "The demon fox used the blood escape technique, and I was injured by it. I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this level. Alas, if I had practiced the Eight Extremes God Curse Body, why would I be like this?
Warriors have strong blood, how can these evil spirits get close to them." As he spoke, his face quickly turned gray, and blood gurgled out of his mouth.
"Daozhang Zhang, don't say that. I'll send you to see a doctor."
Zhang Bujin shook his head and said: "It's useless." After saying this, he took out a book from his arms with difficulty and said: "Our lineage of curse masters has been rejected by Taoism. I Zhang Bujin got the curse master
Although I inherited the inheritance, I am living in poverty and being ridiculed by the world. The reason for this is probably because I am a curse master and do not have unparalleled martial arts. I swear to create an unparalleled magical skill and promote my magical power as a curse master.
Young Master, this is my self-created Baji Tianshen Curse Body Kung Fu, which is the fruit of my life's hard work. It depends on you whether you want to practice it yourself or find a successor for it."
"Daozhang Zhang, Daozhang Zhang..."
In the midst of Jiang Xinyang's call, Zhang Buquan slowly closed his eyes and said, "I'll leave everything to you." Please take care of the newbie and the new book. If you have read it, please save it.