The old lame man wandered around the world when he was young and enjoyed a happy life. After being hurt by love, he never got involved with women again. He was a lonely old bachelor with no children, and he stayed like this all his life.
He accumulates yin and virtue, hoping that in his next life he will be cast into a good family and live in a wealthy family with no worries about food and clothing.
Turning his head to meet a pair of dark donkey eyes, the old lame man slapped his forehead. How could he have forgotten this guy.
Although this beast can't speak out to accuse him, the morality of the world and everyone who sees it has a share, and this tradition cannot be lost.
"A female donkey, don't pull her down!"
The donkey immediately grinned and showed his teeth, readily agreed, and tipped his head on the old lame man's shoulder.
It almost made the old lame man gasp in pain and break out in a cold sweat. His shoulder was still swollen.
Screw you bitch, he didn't say when he would cash it in anyway.
Over there, Zhang Wenfeng found two booklets, a money bag, three banknotes, three yellow talismans, a small wooden box, talisman pens and other odds and ends, weapons not included.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the "Corpse Refining Manual" and "Detailed Explanation of the Secret Techniques in the House" written on the cover of the booklet, and knew that it was a witchcraft. He opened the "Corpse Refining Manual" booklet first and explained to the second senior brother who was watching in surprise. :
"We don't have to learn these harmful things, but it's not a bad thing if we can learn more about them if we have the opportunity. We can find out the flaws in the evil spells, and it will be much easier to deal with evil ways in the future."
The second senior brother nodded when he heard this, that's the truth.
The master of the temple is the master of the temple, and a casual sentence often contains great truth.
So, he stepped forward and picked up the tumbled-up book "Detailed Explanation of the Secret Techniques in the House" and began to read it carefully, leaving the viewer who almost had his eyeballs fall out, dumbfounded.
The old lame man fumbled around for a while and saw that the female thief didn't have much money. He didn't bother to take the remaining pieces of silver. He had to leave some money for the officials to spend. He stood up with his donkey's head pressed to please him. He didn't want the narrow sword.
He limped up to the two people who were reading carefully in the dim light of the morning light, and glanced at the items on the ground.
There were only three banknotes, the largest one was fifty taels. The old lame man couldn't stand it, so he turned around and walked to the kitchen, saying: "You guys cook slowly, I'll make a sumptuous breakfast. Second brother, I'll write down later." Go take a look at the remaining fire in the backyard, don't be careless."
He carried the bulk of the banknote in his sleeve pocket, feeling very at ease.
The second senior brother looked red in the face, but fortunately the light was dim so he couldn't see it clearly.
How could there be such a shameless practice in this world?
He quickly turned his body away from the viewer and said, "I understand, I'll go later."
Zhang Wenfeng stared at an old piece of yellow paper sandwiched in the middle of the booklet in his hand, fascinated.
There is a Yuan Qi technique called "Booming Sound Technique" recorded on it.
The old yellow paper should have been torn from a certain exercise booklet. The edges were torn and the handwriting was elegant. It was completely different from the neat fonts on the booklet in hand.
The content of the record should be authentic Taoist techniques. The first sentence is "The great sound is loud, the Tao is traced", which shows great courage.
After looking over it three times, he suddenly discovered that this spell had some similar connection with the secret transmission of sound.
They are all the use of Yuan Qi to control sound waves. They are just a line of sound beams with Yuan Qi. The purpose is to transmit sound, not to attack. The sound explosion technique uses Yuan Qi to compress the sound waves to the extreme and then burst out suddenly.
Loud sounds are harmful but invisible.
He has suffered great losses from this spell, and it can be said that he has personally experienced the pain.
There was a hint of excitement in Zhang Wenfeng's eyes. He must learn this spell to make up for the serious lack of his current spell attack methods. There is no distinction between good and bad spells, it mainly depends on whether the person using it is evil.
The second senior brother who was studying the "Detailed Explanation of the Secret Techniques in the Room" at the side suddenly put down the book. Seeing the viewer looking at him, he said in a low voice with shame: "I... don't have enough concentration to be suitable for reading about evil practices. Master, please take your time." Look, I'm going to help Uncle Cripple in the kitchen."
He stood up and walked away as if he was running away, but his steps were a little weird.
There was a smile in Zhang Wenfeng's eyes. This was an inadvertent little test for the second senior brother. The second senior brother asked for it himself. He asked: "Second senior brother, you can silently recite our 'quiet mind to ward off evil spells' to eliminate distracting thoughts and cleanse the dust. Influenced by evil practices."
"Yes, the master of the temple is wise. Blessings are immeasurable, the Heavenly Lord!"
The second senior brother stopped for a moment and returned to normal when walking again.
It was only then that he realized that the back of his shirt was covered in sweat and was cold and wet.
He was secretly shocked that the evil Taoist technique was so powerful that he almost fell into it. When he saw the master of the temple immersed in it leisurely and contentedly, with a clear look on his face, and compared with his previous wandering thoughts and distractions, he was even more impressed by the way he judged the master.
Check out the backyard first, then help in the kitchen.
Zhang Wenfeng was alone in the morning breeze trying to figure out the meaning of "sound blasting".
The principle of this thing is not difficult to understand, but it is quite difficult to use it in a while. Of course, if Luan Tingsan can use it, he can learn it. He still has this confidence.
A donkey head came closer and curiously looked at the old yellow paper that Zhang Wenfeng had been staring at for a long time.
Does it look good?
"Don't make trouble. You can't read and you can't understand the spells above. Just join in the fun and have fun."
Zhang Wenfeng pushed Donkey Face away, and his efforts in trying to compress the sound waves with his limited Yuan Qi were in vain.
When the donkey heard that it was a magic trick, his eyes gleamed, and he was even more excited than finding a female donkey for him. He called through the voice: "Don't bother me, teach me one or two attack spells. Apart from kicking with my hooves, I can't do anything." If you don't have any magic at your disposal, next time you encounter a more powerful opponent than today, how can I help you fight? Right?"
Zhang Wenfeng put down the book and pushed the donkey's face away again. The guy's tongue was almost licking his face.
You don't even know how to flatter people, you only know how to lick them, and you are not a dog.
"You are a demon donkey, can you learn human magic? The meridians and breath are different. If you learn randomly, don't go too far and become a devil."
Hei Lu thought seriously for a while and said: "You teach me a simple thing. I will try it first. If I find it is wrong, I will not be stupid enough to force myself to die... Alas, I have listened to Taoist scriptures for many years, but I have never understood anything. I don’t know what’s going on with the sorcery attack on the door?”
Basic auxiliary spells such as inner vision, spiritual eye, voice transmission, etc. do not count.
As long as you are enlightened, it will come naturally over time.
Zhang Wenfeng saw that this guy was speaking pitifully, and smiled and said: "Okay, don't be miserable, I will teach you how to use the Yuan Qi of this sound blasting technique. Just try it. If it doesn't work, don't try it forcefully. I don't want to do it tomorrow." Eat a whole donkey feast.”
"If you understand, if you understand, please teach me."
Donkey automatically filters the next sentence.
Everything is fine for the owner of the temple, except that he has a mouth.
"Listen carefully: the sound is loud and the sound is traceable..."
Zhang Wenfeng told Donkey the spell text of the Sound Explosion Technique, and explained his understanding of the similarities between the Sound Explosion Technique and the Sound Transmission Technique.
The donkey repeated the text of the sound blasting technique accurately, then turned around and walked away in a daze.
Zhang Wenfeng tried several more times, but still couldn't reach the threshold. Seeing the sky was bright and the birds were chirping in the treetops, he calmly put the old yellow paper into his arms. He would have plenty of time to study it later.
He is not pedantic. Of course, the so-called secret method is that the less people outside know about it, the better. Moreover, the sonic boom technique has a drawback. If the opponent is prepared, it cannot be taken by surprise and it will not be effective.
I flipped through the two magic books and found no intervening pages.
Putting down the book, he picked up the dew-moistened money bag and squeezed it. Then he opened the string and looked at it. There were only some scattered silver coins in it. He ignored the three silver notes and yellow paper talismans and picked up the small wooden box on the ground.
The surface of the box looks very bright, probably because the owner often takes it out and touches it.
I shook the box and heard a dull "dong-dong" sound when a hard object hit it.
Put it to your ear and listen carefully for a while, there is no subtle crawling noise.
He put the box on the ground and quickly opened the lid. There was a smaller brocade bag inside. There were no poisonous insects or the like. He pressed it lightly to check. There were three hard objects in the brocade bag.
Pinch the two ends of the bag's string and pull it open, opening the mouth of the bag.
Three bright, warm and smooth flat white jade stones were exposed inside, half as long as a thumb.
"This is...the spirit stone!"
