Um? !
When I heard the fat monk begging for mercy, I was slightly startled and my movements paused.
He said he was not an evil cultivator, but he was just pretending?
It seems to make some sense...
After all, both him and the "blood-eating ghost" who was blown away by my [Evil-Breaking Talisman] seemed a little too cowardly and funny.
None of the evil cultivators I have come into contact with before seem to be like this.
But what if it is the disguise of an evil person?
After all, the terrifying black evil energy and the thick bloody light just now don't look like fake illusions!
Therefore, while hesitating, I neither made a fatal move nor stopped completely.
But just before the tip of the sword was about to hit him, his wrist turned. The tip of the knife is facing inward against the wrist, and the handle is facing the fat monk...
boom!
The handle of the knife hit him hard on the chest, and the huge force knocked him backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Then he fell to the ground and screamed in pain.
At this time, the black evil aura and sticky blood that filled the room had all disappeared.
Only a fat monk was left rolling on the ground.
And...an equally fat gray ghost was trying to lift him up with a painful expression.
"Brother, are you okay?"
"Do you think I'm fine?"
"I told you, don't always use this method to scare people. If you really meet an expert, something will happen sooner or later. If we can't explain clearly or there is no time to explain, then we will die unjustly."
"Isn't this an afterthought? When you came out just now, I saw that you were quite excited..."
One person and one ghost talked to each other.
At this time, I looked at them carefully - there was indeed no evil spirit or blood. The aura emanating from them was that of ordinary monks and ghosts.
I frowned and waved the sword in my hand.
"What's going on? Tell me clearly. Otherwise, this matter will never end!"
When the fat monk and the fat ghost saw this, they quickly came forward with smiles on their faces.
While bowing to me, he explained.
"Brother, master, we are really not evil cultivators and evil ghosts. It was just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."
I raised my eyebrows, but still didn't let my guard down.
Pointing at the two of them with the tip of the magic knife in his hand, he said in a deep voice.
"Don't come close, just stand there and say it! If you tell me clearly, I will consider whether I will spare you."
"You want what you want, no questions asked."
The fat monk nodded and bowed, and detailed the situation between him and the fat ghost.
It turns out that this fat monk's name is Niu Bi, born in 1966.
This fat ghost is his younger brother, Niu Deheng.
Both brothers are from Rongcheng.
My parents died young, and I have been dependent on each other since I was a child, trying to make a living in society.
When they were seventeen or eighteen years old, the two brothers came to Chongqing together.
At that time, reform and opening up had already begun, and the social economy had begun to recover. As long as you were willing to endure hardships, filling your stomach was not a big problem.
As a result, Niu Deheng died in an accident while the brothers were working on a construction site!
The boss was still reasonable, so he compensated Niu Bi with a considerable amount of money, which was regarded as a consolation payment.
After getting the money, Niu Bi opened a snack bar near the bus station. They sell some breakfast items such as buns, steamed buns, tofu and so on, as well as noodles, stir-fried vegetables and the like.
Because he is greedy, he sometimes eats while cooking, so Niu Bi quickly becomes a fat man.
It stands to reason that there is a lot of traffic around the bus station and eating is a necessity, so it should be quite profitable.
But I don’t know why, but the food in the snack bar is particularly easy to spoil.
Sometimes he is worried that there are too many guests and he will be too busy. To save trouble, Niu Bi often prepares some food in advance and keeps it in the kitchen. But it quickly went bad and went rancid!
A few times I accidentally served it to guests, causing them to make a fuss and eventually lose their money.
Because of this, Niubi's snack bar can barely make ends meet. You can continue to operate, but you won't make much money.
Just like this, another two or three years passed.
At six or seven o'clock on a stormy evening, the sky was as dim as ink, and there were no people passing by.
A beggar, dressed in rags and barefoot, came to the snack bar to take shelter from the rain.
The surrounding shopkeepers did not accept him and drove him away.
Niu Bi was born into a poor family. When he and his younger brother Niu Deheng were at their worst, they almost became beggars. So I felt soft-hearted, not only did I not chase the beggar away, but I also cooked a bowl of noodles for him...
Unexpectedly, the beggar looked at Niu Bi and nodded happily.
"A boy can be taught! Are you willing to worship me as your teacher and learn the Dharma from me?"
What?
Niu Bi was confused and Monk Zhang Er was confused.
The beggar said with a smile.
"Actually, I am not an ordinary person, but a practitioner with magic in my body. In fact, you have the talent to learn magic. If you are willing, you can be my apprentice."
After speaking, he waved his tattered sleeves.
Hooray!
All the chopsticks in the chopstick holder flew out, and they stood in a dense mass on the table.
With another wave of his sleeves, they all flew back.
This scene almost made Niu Bi's eyes pop out!
He staggered back a few steps in surprise.
"You, you... do magic?"
The beggar smiled.
"Of course not! I am a practitioner. If you want to say that, I can barely be regarded as a wandering Taoist priest, right?"
Taoist priest?
Having said this, Niu Bi probably understood a little bit. Although he had just witnessed the magical scene of chopsticks being driven by invisible forces, he was still a little doubtful and asked with a frown.
"Old sir, are you really good at magic? Then why do you look so miserable and end up like a beggar? I speak directly, don't mind..."
The beggar stroked his dirty, knotted beard and smiled.
"This is my way of practice. Everyone has a different understanding of Tao, so the way of practice is different."
Niu Bi muttered softly.
"Then I don't want this kind of practice. I was afraid of poverty when I was a child..."
At this time, the beggar looked at him, then looked next to him, and suddenly said.
"Is the person next to you your younger brother or older brother? He looks very similar to you. Moreover, the relationship between brothers is very deep. Even after death, he did not reincarnate, but he has been secretly following you. He is also very fat."
What's the meaning? !
Niu Bi was shocked.
He didn't quite understand what this beggar-like old Taoist priest was talking about.
The beggar took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his pocket, threw it forward, and muttered something.
A whoosh.
The talisman burned, and then a gray figure slowly emerged from the air next to Niu Bi.
The beggar smiled.
"Stop hiding. Since there are people in the human world that you can't let go of and are unwilling to reincarnate in the underworld, and you haven't done anything bad to become an evil ghost, then come out and meet them."
Niu Bi watched the ghost of his dead brother Niu Deheng appear in front of him. He was shocked, as if he had seen a ghost!
Uh...he really saw a ghost.
"Deheng, you, are you always by my side?"
Niu Deheng was also surprised - but in fact, he had heard what the old beggar said just now, and knew that he had really met an expert.
As a ghost, he is more sensitive than a living person in this regard.
So after Niu Deheng bowed to the old beggar, he said to Niu Bi.
"Brother, I have always been by your side. However, I was weak at first and you couldn't see me. After I became a little stronger, I was afraid of showing up and scaring you. So I followed you secretly. good."
"Actually, in the past few years, you have encountered gangsters several times, or thieves have come in at night to steal things. I was the one who scared you off, and I can be considered as protecting you."
The two brothers have been dependent on each other since childhood and have a deep relationship.
Niu Bi was almost in tears when we saw him again today.
He said with tears and runny nose.
"My silly brother, you are my dearest relative. If you show up, it will be too late for me to be happy, so how can I be afraid?"
"younger brother!"
"Brother!"
The two held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes.
"Brother...but wait! Brother, after you died and became a ghost, why are you still much fatter than when you were alive? Will you also gain weight after you become a ghost?"
Niu Bi suddenly became curious.
"Uh...this..."
Niu Deheng suddenly felt embarrassed.
On the other hand, the old beggar next to him smiled at Niu Bi and said.
"The appearance of most ghosts will be fixed at the time of death. But some ghosts are more special and may have some changes. Because ghosts can also eat, most of them steal the offerings, and a small number of them eat their breath directly."
"I'm afraid you, my brother, often eat the food in your restaurant. If you think about it carefully, is it sometimes easy for food to spoil? If it goes rancid abnormally fast, it must be caused by ghosts. Eat it."
I see!
Niu Bi slapped his forehead.
"I said that in the past few years, some of the food I prepared in advance went bad and became sour after a while. Did you eat it, brother?"
Niu Deheng nodded sheepishly.
"We are brothers, don't worry about these details. If I become a ghost, I will be my bodyguard for you, and it will be considered as salary."
Hahaha!
The beggar couldn't help but laugh. He thought the two brothers, one a ghost and one a ghost, were very interesting. He even felt that he could accept the cow and become his apprentice.
Niu Bi saw the magic and his brother's ghost, and felt that a new world was slowly opening before his eyes.
So I officially became a disciple and learned the art.
He sold the snack bar, and then went with Niu Deheng and the old beggar to practice in a small Taoist temple deep in Jinyun Mountain.
Speaking of which, this old beggar can indeed be considered a real Taoist priest - after all, he has a Taoist temple.
It's just that it's too small and dilapidated. In his generation, he is the only one.
He is both a master and a disciple!
Until brothers Niu Bi and Niu Deheng joined, there were two people and one ghost in the Taoist temple...
In this way, another seven or eight years passed.
When the old Taoist priest passed away, Niu Bi and Niu Deheng went down the mountain.
At this time, the social economy was much more developed than before. There are more and more wealthy people, and they are becoming more and more interested in metaphysics, Feng Shui, and things about ghosts and gods.
Together, the two brothers can make money from this!
So Niu Bi used the little money he had left to buy the most remote and cheapest house in Ciqikou Ancient Town, and started his career as a "master"...
The process is complex and changeable, so I won’t list it for now.
In short, after several years, he has become somewhat famous among the wealthy people in Yucheng.
And in the process of practicing magic and helping people catch ghosts and eliminate demons for more than ten years, there have been more or less adventures and gains.
For example, he once got a very strange and useless magic weapon.
Niu Bi doesn't know the specific name of this magic weapon.
When he first got it, he was so excited!
But after some research, I discovered that this unfortunate thing had only one function - to create an extremely evil surging evil spirit and a terrifying illusion of blood and light.
Note, it's just an illusion. It doesn't really bring powerful evil power to the Niubi brothers!
And this illusion is so real that even an expert who is much more powerful than Niu Bi will have a hard time seeing through it unless the two sides actually start fighting. You would think that he is a truly powerful evil cultivator!
This made Niu Bi very frustrated.
I finally got a real magic weapon, but it was such an unlucky thing. It’s so irritating!
But Niu Deheng had a plan in mind.
He told Niu Bi that since this thing could create an extremely real environment, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving him a talisman?
After all, in modern society, everyone cherishes life more than in ancient times. Not every so-called decent monk is willing to provoke evil cultivators.
Especially, that kind of very powerful and terrifying evil cultivator. Basically, they will choose to give in.
This is the same as ordinary people: you are very good at fighting, but if the opponent is a madman or a perverted murderer, are you not willing to fight?
Therefore, whenever there is a conflict with other practitioners, if you don’t want to fight or feel slightly inferior. Then use this weird magic weapon to disguise yourself as a very powerful and terrifying evil cultivator!
When Niu Bi heard this, he praised his brother for being awesome.
So from then on, whenever the brothers had a dispute with their colleagues, they would use this strange magic weapon to disguise themselves as a terrifying evil cultivator.
Don’t tell me, it’s really effective!
Most of the monks would be so frightened that they would turn around and run away in the face of that huge formation with surging black air and surging blood. How dare you confront him?
From then on, whenever they saw brothers Niu Bi and Niu Deheng, they all walked around.
That is to say, today I was unlucky enough to meet a young man like me, who is "hard-headed" and thinks he is "highly cultivated" but also hates his enemies. I just hit him up and do it without saying a word!
Only then did their trick come to light...
In short, after listening to Niu Bi and Niu Deheng's narration, I was really speechless.
So weird!
I said dumbfounded.
"I have to say, you two brothers are really damn talented! Can you come up with such a weird and stupid idea? Fortunately, I stopped with suspicion today. What if I didn't? You're dead , I’m also in big trouble. I still have to worry about manslaughter.”
Niu Deheng still seemed a little aggrieved.
"It's all Brother's fault. I just cooperated with him in performing."
What?
Niu Bi's eyes widened.
"Brother, it's obvious that you feel a sense of accomplishment every time you're covered in blood and so scary that you scare the hell out of someone. You always want to act, how can you rely on me? As for the name Blood-Eating Ghost, you should give it to yourself I’m thinking about it!”
"Oh, you are the elder brother. Don't argue with your brother about such trivial matters."
The fat ghost spoke plausibly.
Ha ha!
I couldn't help it and was amused by these two fat guys.
Judging from various signs, it really shouldn't be an evil cultivator.
I put away my sword and stretched out my hand towards Niu Bi.
"Let's take a look."
"Brother, what are you getting?"
Niu Bi's chubby, round face had a puzzled expression.
My eyes widened.
"What are you talking about? Of course it's that weird magic weapon. I have to verify whether what you said is true or false, right?"
"oh oh……"
Niu Bi put his hand into his pocket and took out a brown token half the size of a palm.
He handed it over with both hands with a smile on his face.
"Brother, please take a look."
I took the token and studied it over and over.
Niu Bi stood aside and asked cautiously.
"Um...haven't you asked me about my surname Gao? You are young, your cultivation is so advanced, and your spells are so powerful. You must be a true disciple of a famous and upright sect, right? Did you go down the mountain to join the world and experience it?"
"Are you from Qingcheng Mountain? Or Heming Mountain? Or Qingyang Palace? Or it must be Baiyun Temple! The most powerful Taoist sects in the southwest are these."
He counted on his fingers.
I said calmly while studying this strange magic weapon.
"No, I'm just an ordinary martial artist with a folk dharma background. I have no family or sect."
