"Then, do me one more favor."
"What?"
"Bring me a knife book."
This help made Xiugu feel deeply guilty in the future and contributed to her decision to commit suicide.
Xiu Gu fled far away from him, hiding her name, and was content with the sweet world of two people... Only Xiu Gu was satisfied, and Little Li Zi would not be satisfied. He lived in seclusion and was dormant, waiting for him to finish his studies, and the Spring Thunder Jingzhe, He wants to break through Wan'er in the world of martial arts and become famous all over the world.
After her passion faded, Xiu Gu became obsessed with seeing Gao Lu practicing martial arts. She was finally shocked to realize how much damage her decision had caused to her father. The increasing guilt finally caused her collapse.
That morning, he woke up from a nightmare, but he remembered what nightmare he had had. He only saw Xiu Gu in front of him, her face full of tears, and her eyes were flooded with tears.
Gao Lu didn't know that Xiu Gu had performed a spell on him, making him sleepy. Then she spent the whole night using special ink to draw talisman on his head, and used a very fine needle to pierce the ink bit by bit under his hair. scalp.
He just looked at her in surprise and choked with sobs and said: "It is unfilial to follow you and steal daddy's secrets; it is unjust to let dad catch you, it goes against the relationship between husband and wife. In this way, I can only Do something for your father and fulfill your filial duty."
"Xiu Gu, what are you talking about?" He wanted to hug her into his arms, but she staggered away.
"After I leave, you can take care of yourself."
After saying that, Xiu Gu raised the sword sharpened by Gao Lu with both hands and pressed the side of her neck against it.
Blood gushed out like spring water. Gao Lu wanted to rush forward, but found that his legs were weak.
He pulled his body with his hands frantically, climbed out of bed, and crawled into the pool of Xiu Gu's blood. He slipped and fell in the pool of blood several times before he got close to her. He could only watch as Xiu Gu died.
Now, twelve years later, he understands.
Xiu Gu chose to die to prevent him from knowing that he had been hit by the talisman, because the person who placed the talisman was already dead and no one could tell him!
It wasn't until noon that day that the paralysis in his legs relieved.
He climbed up from the pool of blood, went to the water tank to drink water, and moistened his thirsty mouth... It took him several days to think of what the people on Longbi had mentioned, the Quan Sheng Chase used in their sect to deal with traitors. Talisman.
Yunkong's voice pulled him away from his memories.
"Wait a minute," Yun Kong called Chi Chengzi, "Can I take a look?"
On the second floor of Ping'an Building, there was a corner dedicated to hot wine for guests. There was a small charcoal stove. When Chi Chengzi took the charcoal stove and was about to use it to light the sword technique, Yun Kong stopped him.
"Take a look, why? What's the use of taking a look?"
"Although it is useless, reading such a rare book makes me feel satisfied." When Yun Kong was a child, he read countless books at Yinshan Temple, which has a rich collection of books. He loved books and couldn't help but touch them whenever he saw a book.
"Okay, just take a look." Chi Chengzi raised the sword technique to show him.
"Huh?"
"how?"
"The name of this book..."
"What's wrong with the name?" Chi Chengzi glanced at it and saw a series of cursive writing on the cover. He carefully opened it and read it, and it said "The Art of Adding Moto Ether Knowledge".
"Is this a straw?"
Chi Chengzi hesitated.
This is a book that Master used to keep secretly. He should not read the contents inside.
In fact, he shouldn't have burned it either.
But if he brought it back to the master, he would be suspected of having read it.
Master Longbi was the most suspicious. He knew that even though he had fulfilled his mission today, it also meant that he could not go back.
After hesitating for a while, he turned to the first page.
He recognized every word in the dense cursive writing, but when connected together, it was like a foreigner speaking Chinese in jerky spoken language.
"It's indeed strange," Chi Chengzi closed the book, "Gao Lu, do you understand?"
Gao Lu didn't want to talk. After the life-seeking talisman was lifted, the wounds on his hands and feet were in great pain, not to mention that the person who asked him was the one who was to be executed!
"Of course you can understand it, otherwise how could you possibly practice sword skills?" Chi Chengzi put the sword skills into the charcoal stove. A corner of the book touched the red coals and turned into a ball of fire.
Gao Lu felt unwilling and gritted his teeth and said: "You have never defeated me..."
"Of course I didn't win. I can't defeat you. I only fulfill the master's instructions."
Seeing the peerless sword technique reduced to ashes, Mr. Yu couldn't help but ask, "Isn't that such a pity?"
Chi Chengzi shook his head: "If it falls into the hands of my brothers, more people will die for it in the future. If I own it, I will inevitably want to learn from it." After a pause, he said: "It's better to destroy it. "
Yun Kong asked: "Then how do you explain it to the master of Longbi?"
Chi Chengzi smiled bitterly: "Just think that I have betrayed the master." Suddenly he turned to Gao Lu and said: "You'd better leave quickly, my senior brothers will probably catch up soon."
Gao Lu's bald head was shaking slightly, and he was still crying.
He cried because he lost his martial arts skills, and he also cried because he unlocked the life-seeking talisman and no longer had to suffer torture.
"They won't let you go either." Yun Kong said.
"I understand," Chi Chengzi said, "my brothers and sisters are all practitioners of sorcery and have evil intentions, so you need to be on guard." After thinking for a while, he added, "But when they want to hurt someone, they will report their names in advance. , remember..."
Yun Kong nodded.
"They are Xu Chengzi, Lian Chengzi, and Ban Chengzi." Chi Chengzi put his heart-grabbing finger on his shoulder: "See you later." He jumped off the teahouse, jumped to the middle of the street, and left quickly.
Yun Kong asked Mr. Yu, "What should I do about Gao Lu?"
"Uh... I will take him in." Mr. Yu said, but he seemed not sure.
"Okay, I'm leaving too," Yun Kong picked up the bamboo pole and said, "Farewell."
"Wait a minute," Mr. Yu stopped him and gave him a bunch of money: "The reward for Gao Lu's fortune telling just now."
Yun Kong looked at the money in his hand and said, "It's a bit too much." After thinking about it, he said, "Well, let me give you a few words."
"Okay, okay." Mr. Yu said happily.
"You have a good fortune and a lot of blessings," Yun Kong said after looking at it for a while: "You will definitely pass the provincial examination next year, and then your literary fortune will no longer be there. There is no need to worry about the examination, you may as well do business and accumulate wealth."
"To be honest, my father is a businessman."
"It's better this way, see you later." Yun Kong pocketed the money and went downstairs.
But he is different from Chi Chengzi.
He went down by the stairs.
The mountains are very high and the terrain is very dangerous.
But no matter how dangerous the place is, there will always be people who will open the way, settle down, and even carry on the family lineage.
In this mountainous area with deep clouds and heavy fog, there are indeed people living in seclusion.
There is also an inexplicable person walking on this steep and dangerous mountain road.
He was a young Taoist priest, only twenty-one years old. He had just been approved by his master to travel alone in the world, and he was very interested in completing several long-planned plans.
He was holding a bamboo pole in his hand, with two copper bells clanging on it. A long white cloth was also tied with the words "Divination and fortune telling. Strange and difficult diseases" written on it. An earthy yellow cloth bag was hung on his shoulder. It was originally a worn monk's robe, but now it is painted with innate gossip.
He wore a large round straw hat on his head. There was a hole in the middle of the straw hat, which just exposed the Taoist crown.
He is Yunkong.
He walked up this dangerously steep mountain, his legs were sore from walking, and he had only one purpose.
He heard that a kind of spirit often appears in high mountains and famous mountains, and he wanted to take a look.
He just has this curiosity.
This kind of spirit has always had many names. People call it mountain ghost, mountain spirit, mountain god, mountain cao, and mountain capital. It also has other names such as Kui, Shan Zhen, Shan Xi, Ye Niao, and Xiao Yang. Since ancient times, it has been used from the south to the present. There are records all the way to the north.
However, the most common name is "mandrill".
Yunkong is very curious. They have many names, so are they the same kind of spirit?
His master once told him that mandrills are not actually monsters, but a kind of ape called a baboon, which has a strange appearance. They became mountain spirits and ghosts through rumors.
If he had any objections, he would want to ask for a certificate to see what the mandrill looked like.
Today happened to be when I was selling divination in a small town at the foot of the mountain. I asked the inquirer if there were any strange and strange stories in this area. The inquirer should have said, "Hey, this mountain is full of mandrills. Who knows about it from far and near?"
Yun Kong was so happy that he couldn't help but high-five: "That's great." So he came up recklessly.
Walking halfway up the mountain, I saw a vegetable garden surrounding a family.
"You might as well ask," Yun Kong thought, "and ask for a drink of water by the way."
He carefully walked through the vegetable garden and came to the door of the hut.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard the sound of the old man reading from the hut: "I am a commoner, and I work hard in Nanyang. I live my life in troubled times and do not seek to be virtuous among the princes..." followed by a long sigh.
