After my mother asked, an arrogant old voice came from the receiver, "Humph, I'll scare you when I say my name. I've been traveling around the country and slaying demons for many years. Any sneaky person who sees me will be frightened. What happened to your son has successfully aroused my interest, and it’s also the smoke coming out of your family’s ancestral grave.”
When my mother heard this, she immediately beamed with joy. After hearing what the old man meant, she seemed to want to take the initiative to help me solve this life-and-death matter.
Moreover, this old man is full of energy, and combined with his age and high-level Taoist title, he looks very powerful. He may really be a great Taoist.
But my mother was curious about how such a famous figure suddenly appeared. After asking, she learned that this old man was a well-known master in the south.
In the past few days, I was entrusted by pilgrims to come to our north to see things. They happened to learn about my situation, and they were aroused to have a strong competitive spirit. I didn't believe in evil and wanted to fight with the sneaky people who entangled me.
After my mother learned about the situation in detail, she was ecstatic and secretly sighed that there was no end to the problem. She felt that I might be saved this time.
But the next moment, my mother was still worried and said, "Master, my son's condition is quite serious. No gentleman in these ten villages dares to interfere with my son's affairs. Can you really..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man.
He said very arrogantly and disdainfully: "How many experts do you have in the north? Don't compare those rubbish to me. I told you that as long as I take action, there is nothing that can't be solved. Just tell me your address now and I will come to you in the afternoon." past!"
Mom no longer hesitated and immediately told the other party my home address.
After hanging up the phone, Feng Qianqian looked at me happily and said, "Ping An may really be saved this time. I feel that this old man must be very powerful, and he may really be able to help Ping An overcome the difficulties."
The mother's sad face also softened a lot, "I hope so. Eighteen years ago, the nun said that my son was a cultivator who came down from heaven. This old man might be the one destined to save my son."
Feng Qianqian looked at the time and smiled: "It's already one o'clock. The old man will come over in the afternoon. I'll buy some good wine and food and entertain them well."
After speaking, Feng Qianqian went out happily.
My mother looked at me and said with a sigh of relief, "Son, I believe you will get through this difficulty this time. I feel that the old man can do it."
"I hope so." I sat weakly on the kang and frowned, muttering in my heart, but I didn't have much hope.
The time soon came to around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sound of banging on the big iron gate suddenly came from the courtyard.
I turned around and saw a stooped figure standing outside the door knocking on the door. Next to me stood a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a cloth bag.
When my mother saw this, she immediately became happy and said, "It must be some people from the parade."
After speaking, she and Feng Qianqian went out to greet him and politely invited the old man into the house.
When I saw their appearance, I frowned slightly. This wanderer was less than 1.65 meters tall, hunched over, leaning on a cane, and unkempt.
The clothes he wore were also very sloppy, as tattered as a beggar's, and he also exuded a musty smell.
The little boy next to him was not flattering either. His nostrils bulged with snot bubbles from time to time, but his little face was as dark as if he hadn't washed his face in a month.
What makes me even more different is that her left eye is looking straight at me, but the other eye is tilted to the right to look at my mother.
This made it difficult for me to tell who he was looking at, and there seemed to be something wrong with his eyes.
I wondered whether this strange combination of an old man and a young man could really help me survive the catastrophe of life and death. I was really unsure.
My mother and Feng Qianqian did not judge people by their appearance, they were extremely respectful and winked at me.
Just as I was about to greet him politely, the old man's complexion suddenly changed. His left hand instantly grabbed my wrist, causing me pain, and he quickly clasped and muttered something with his right hand.
After a while, his eyes sparkled, he let go of my wrist, and said with admiration: "You baby, you are amazing. I didn't expect that you came down from above to survive the tribulation. No wonder there are so many tribulations."
I was shocked when I heard this. He actually saw my true identity. In the past eighteen years, many masters have looked after me.
But besides the mysterious nun, this old man was the only one who figured out my true origin.
This shows that this person must be of high moral character, which gives me a lot of confidence in him.
When my mother and Feng Qianqian heard this, they looked at each other, and they both saw joy in each other's eyes.
"Master, to be honest, you are the second person to see the origin of my son. It seems that you are really an expert. I entrust you with my son's life. You must save my son. I will not treat you badly." "My mother said excitedly.
"Huh, that's natural." The parade diver stroked his gray beard and said, "Saving this doll is also equivalent to forming a good relationship with me. If this baby can survive the catastrophe of life and death at the age of eighteen, in the future He will surely rise to great heights and become someone that even I will look up to. When the time comes, I may still have someone to turn to for help."
When he said this, my mother became even happier. As if she had found a backbone, she respectfully made tea for the wanderers.
I also seemed to see a light of hope, and I thought to myself that you really can't judge a book by its appearance. This old man could see so much in just one look, and he must have two skills.
The marchers then asked me, "What the hell have you attracted recently and what happened? Tell me in detail."
Then, I recounted the details of the incident, when I mentioned that Master Chen’s eye was blown open by the presence of those feet.
The parade member said with a very solemn expression: "Hmm... It seems that he is a fierce ghost with deep resentment, which ordinary Taoist priests cannot subjugate."
"Experts, it's not just that fierce ghost." My mother quickly said worriedly: "When I first gave birth to my son, I attracted both red and white demons. Later, an expert took action to help my son survive the disaster. This The 15th Ghost Festival of the lunar calendar is coming soon. I am very worried that the red and white evil spirits are looking for my son. Master, you must save my son. As long as you can help my son survive the disaster, I will spend all my money. The family is also willing.”
"Yes, Master." Feng Qianqian also showed a begging expression, "I think you have a fairy-like temperament, and your moral conduct must be high. I really want to ask you this time. Please work harder, but also be more careful, and be safe. The sneakiness attracted is quite fierce, I'm worried that you will also..."
"What are you worried about about my master? I think you still don't believe in my master, hum!" The little boy who had been silent suddenly said: "What my master hates most is that pilgrims don't trust and doubt his ability. If you are like this, I Master, I don’t care about your business. Do you know that my master has been in the world for many years and has been given such a great name by pilgrims?"
"What a great name?" my mother asked subconsciously.
"Hmph." The little boy suddenly turned his nostrils upward and said arrogantly: "Listen carefully, this name only has four words, that is, awesome!"
