Daughter-in-law

Chapter 308

Although I was prepared in my heart, I was still quite shocked when I heard the old man admit that he drew those talisman papers.

Those talisman papers are not simple, there are very few people in this world who can draw this level of talisman papers!

"Old Daoist, you are not really an expert who hides your identity, are you?"

I swallowed and looked at the old man, feeling a little nervous for no reason.

The one who can draw this kind of talisman paper is an absolute master, but I can't believe that this old man who has always been lecherous and afraid of death is really a master, the contrast is too great!
Hearing what I said, the old man habitually took out his crotch, smiled wryly, and said, "Boss, don't make fun of me, what kind of a master can I be?"

I looked at the old Taoist, and said: "If you can draw this kind of talisman paper, you say you are not an expert, who will believe it!"

The old man sat down next to me with a bitter face, and said slowly: "Boss, this is because the child has no mother. It's a long story. I can draw this kind of talisman paper a long time ago."

"what!"

Hearing the old man's words, he couldn't help but stood up and moved a little away from him.

Being able to draw this kind of talisman paper very early proves that Lao Dao became a master very early on, so isn't he the master of masters now!

When I think about my attitude towards the old man during this period, I feel a little uneasy. If this guy turns his back on him, I'm really no match for him.

Of course, it is under the condition that Ying Hook cannot wake up.

The old Taoist looked at me, smiled wryly again, shook his head, and said, "Since you asked, boss, I'll dig out my old almanac and tell you about it."

The old Taoist sighed for a long time, and then continued: "I was born in a small village under Maoshan Mountain. When I was seven years old, I was playing outside. I met a Taoist priest who came down from Maoshan Mountain. I don't know why. He took one look at me and insisted on accepting me as an apprentice, and even went to my house to find my parents."

"At that time, the war was raging, and ordinary people couldn't eat. One more person, one more person in the family means one more mouth to eat. So when the old Taoist went to my house, my parents didn't hesitate at all and let me go with the Taoist. , the people on Maoshan Mountain are all masters, you can eat and drink without worrying about being their apprentices."

I looked at the old man, and I didn't expect him to have such a history back then.

"The Taoist said that I was a genius who learned Taoism, and then led me up the mountain. I was very happy at first, because although the food on the mountain was not very good, at least it could fill my stomach, and the one who took me up the mountain The Taoist priest in Maoshan is very senior, and he lives alone in the back mountain. When I went to the back mountain, it was just the two of us, and it was very clean."

"At first I thought he would teach me some Taoist spells, but he didn't teach me anything, and I knew that I was stupid and it was difficult to learn anything. I didn't know what the Taoist was interested in me."

"But not a year has passed since the good days. A year later, the Taoist priest took me to a cave in the back mountain, and locked me up until I was 15 years old."

I frowned when I heard this, and felt a little strange. The Taoist brought the old Tao up the mountain, probably because he wanted to accept him as an apprentice, so why did he lock him up again?

"I was imprisoned by him like a dog for seven years." When the old Taoist said this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the old man, I felt a little uncomfortable.

Because from the time I met him, Lao Dao has always been a wretched and lecherous image in front of me. This is the first time I saw murderous intent in his eyes.

He went up to the mountain at the age of seven and was imprisoned at the age of eight. At that time, he was just a child. A child lost his freedom, and it took seven years. These seven years must have left a deep shadow on the heart of the old man.

But what I'm most curious about is why the Taoist locked him up for so long.

"Why did he lock you up?" I couldn't help asking.

The old Taoist looked at me, took a deep breath, and then said in a deep voice: "He said that I have sins on me, and he wants to wash away my sins, so every fifteenth day of every month, he will soak me in a bath full of blood. In the wooden barrel of black dog blood, wash me once, and then paste talisman paper all over my body."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What is that priest doing?
"Seven years, I was imprisoned by him for seven full years. During those seven years, I felt that I was not as good as a dog, especially on NO.15 every month. He soaked me in the blood of a black dog and stuck amulets on me. When I was on paper, I was really uncomfortable. I can’t describe the feeling, but it made my life worse than death. So when I was 15 years old, I killed him and used a sharpened stone to stab him hard. into his throat." The old man said slowly.

Although he spoke very slowly and sounded calm, I could feel that the words of the old man were full of hatred.

I understand him very well. After all, no matter who it is, he was imprisoned like a dog for seven years since he was a child. This kind of torture is really a shadow that will accompany him for a lifetime.

"In order to kill him, I pretended to be a fool for a year, making him think that I was just an obedient trash. When I picked up a stone and inserted it into his throat that day, his blood sprayed my face and my eyes widened He looked at me in disbelief."

"I watched him fall. The moment he fell, I clearly saw his ghost coming out of his body. At that time, my eyes were already red, and I grabbed his ghost directly and swallowed it. After that, I knew that I was a little different, at least I could draw those talisman papers he pasted on me."

Hearing this, I stared at the old man with wide eyes.

Having been with the old man for so long, I know that he doesn't know any magic skills at all, he is just an ordinary person.

But he was only 15 years old back then, how could he catch the ghost of that Taoist priest and swallow it?

The talisman paper that the Taoist pasted on the old Taoist body was a pure yang breaking evil talisman. Being able to draw this kind of talisman paper proved that the Taoist priest back then was definitely a master.

How could the soul of such an expert be caught by the old man and then swallowed?

This is completely unreasonable!

I stared at the old Taoist closely, feeling a little suspicious in my heart. He swallowed the ghost of that Taoist priest to draw the talisman. Could it be that the Taoist priest back then was not swallowed by him, but stayed in the old Taoist's body, so now The old way is not old way, just the parasitic body of that guy?

Or, like me, Lao Dao has another existence in his body?
"After you swallowed his ghost, did he appear again, I mean, did he appear in your body?" I looked at the old man and couldn't help asking him.

But the old Taoist shook his head, and then said: "No, I swallowed him that day, I really swallowed him, he has completely disappeared."

(End of this chapter)