Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 111

At night, Zhang Qingyun controlled the hook and landed in front of the old man's window.

On the fishhook, a talisman seal emitted a ball of sparks and turned into ashes.

A stream of light penetrated into the old man's eyebrows.

In a lifeless space, the old man suddenly got up.

His face was a little confused, and suddenly, he saw a Taoist priest appearing in front of him. The Taoist priest looked ordinary, his Taoist robe was washed a little white, his beard fluttered, and he didn't look very old.

The old man felt that this was not a dream, he felt it was very real.

The old man has dreamed all his life. When he was young, he dreamed that his husband and wife would be friendly and raise their only child together.

Later, when his wife passed away when he was 40 years old, he began to dream again, hoping that his son would become a talent and live a life of duty.

It's just that the son was drinking too much, and when he was drunk, he either smashed things or beat his wife and children.

Later, he dreamed again, hoping that his grandson would become a talent.

It's just that after the grandson got married, less than two years later, he followed in his father's footsteps and started drinking heavily.

The grandson took the child and left.

He has not dared to dream in recent years, he is afraid
Dreams are always vague, but now, his thinking is clear, and when he walks, he can feel the soles of his feet, the clear feeling of stepping on the ground.

"immortal!"

A few drops of muddy tears dripped from the old man's cloudy eyes, and he was about to kneel when his legs were bent.

Zhang Qingyun flicked lightly, and the old man couldn't kneel down.

Immortal gods even avoid allowing long-lived people to kneel down, for fear of damaging their own luck and merit, Zhang Qingyun is only a small Taoist priest, so naturally he dare not accept the old man's kneeling.

"Immortal, old man, I don't want glory or wealth, I just want my children and grandchildren to be safe, and I can see them one last time before I die."

"Old man."

Zhang Qingyun took a deep breath, feeling sore in his heart.

The children and grandchildren have not returned home for several years. The old man not only misses the children and grandchildren, but also wants them to be safe and sound, without any blame.

Children travel thousands of miles, mother worries, children and grandchildren are unfilial, parents still love deeply.

This is tolerance, selfless tolerance.

Zhang Qingyun has some insights.

"Tell me where your children and grandchildren are."

The old man's lifespan is coming to an end. From the body of the old man, it can be seen that although there is no disease or disaster, his lifespan is not much, and he can live for one year at most.

The old man also seemed to feel that his time was running out, and he missed his children and grandchildren even more.

"Thank you god, thank you god"

Although the old man couldn't kneel down, he kept nodding his head: "My son and grandson are all in Sioux City Chinese Garden."

I haven't seen my children and grandchildren for several years, but the fellow villagers who went out to work have seen their sons and grandchildren there.

Zhang Qingyun turned into green smoke and disappeared, but at this moment, the old man suddenly woke up on the bed.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun holds two photos in his hand: "It looks like a human being, but it is so unfilial"

"I have to find a way to make this pair of unfilial sons and grandchildren reform themselves. I can also count as doing a good deed to offset the cause and effect of enlightenment."

Zhang Qingyun got into his room and stayed there for a whole day.

In the evening, I came out to cook and eat, and got into my room again.

After several days passed, Zhang Qingyun came out of the house with a face full of joy, holding a few talismans in his hand: "See if I don't scare you to death."

The control talisman bird soared into the sky, grabbed a locator, and landed on the roof of a Chinese Garden in Sioux City.

Zhang Qingyun controlled the talisman bird, landed at the north gate of the Chinese Garden, and stayed in the tree for a day.

Finally saw a belly licking, unkempt, drunk fatty go to the supermarket to buy alcohol.

After careful comparison, it looks basically the same as the old man's son in the photo. Zhang Qingyun controls the talisman bird, and a tracking talisman is engraved on the fat man.

At night, Zhang Qingyun didn't see the old man's grandson, so he controlled Fu Niao. In the rented house where the old man's son was renting, he saw the old man's grandson lying on the bed with a wine bottle in his hand.

"As expected of a father and son, they are both so addicted to alcohol, I don't know if the father and son are drunk, are they begging for help?"

Controlling the talisman to return to the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun threw the hook into the basin in the middle of the night, and the fishhook landed over the Chinese Garden. Following the induction of the tracking talisman, it landed outside the window of the rental house of the father and son.

In the room, the father and son were already drunk, and they snored like toads, causing other tenants in the rental house to curse.

With the fishhook outside the window, the two talisman papers spontaneously ignited without fire, and two rays of light shot into the eyebrows of the father and son in an instant.

Zhang Qingyun felt that his soul was divided into two, and entered the sea of ​​consciousness of father and son respectively.

The father and son had different dreams. The old man's son, Shi Chengjin, was sitting in a luxurious restaurant, holding a glass of wine and drinking: "Good wine. It's been a long time, it's still delicious on the table."

This one is drinking in his dreams.

And the old man's grandson Shi Liming, in his dream, was holding a plump woman with fuzzy cheeks by her hair, "Bitch, bastard, if you don't want me to drink, I'll beat you to death!"

"This father and son are really the best in the world."

In the Taoist temple, the talisman paper in Zhang Qingyun's hand ignited spontaneously without fire, and in an instant Zhang Qingyun slowly merged the two environments in the father and son's dream, and the two figures of Zhang Qingyun changed into black and white impermanence.

"Stone into Gold"

"Shi Liming"

"Your lifespan is exhausted, follow me into the underworld."

Shi Liming, who was beating someone, was still drunk in his dream: "You said I'm dead?"

Shi Liming was tall and big, and when he was drunk, he would grab Bai Wuchang's collar: "No one can take my life away. My life is up to me!"

This poor child is really drunk and cowardly.

People who seek drunkenness are either dead-hearted or too timid.

Shi Liming dared to beat his wife when he was drunk, he might not be courageous.

Looking at the captured Shi Liming, Bai Wuchang transformed by Zhang Qingyun stretched out his hand, and Shi Liming stood stiffly on the spot, with a chain around his neck: "Follow me, you are going to hell .”

Compared to Shi Liming who was drunk and vicious, Shi Chengjin sobered up straight away.

This may be the first time he has been so sober in the past 30 or [-] years.

Black and white impermanence kills!

he died!
"Puff."

Shi Chengjin knelt down on the ground: "I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I have hidden a few bottles of good wine, and I haven't drunk it yet."

This person, there is no cure, he is dying, and he still thinks about the wine he hid?
A chain was put around his neck, and the father and son were led, and suddenly appeared in the eerie dark world.

"Shi Chengjin, you are unfilial as a son, uneducated as a father, and unkind as a husband. You have committed serious crimes. You deserve to be sent to the [-]th hell to suffer. After [-] kinds of torture, you were reincarnated as a pig."

Shi Chengjin was dumbfounded.

"Shi Liming, it is the father's fault that you are not filial, uneducated, and unkind. You should be sent to the eighteenth level of hell, tortured, and reincarnated as a dog in the next life."

"Your father and son are not filial, do not teach, are not benevolent, and should be pigs and dogs."

Shi Liming sobered up in an instant, and at this moment, a dark door opened, and ghosts and wolves were howling inside, and the horror of the first level of hell instantly paralyzed the father and son to the ground.
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