Master Maoshan

After I poured the water and returned to the altar, I saw that Mr. Yang's face had gradually turned pale. Could it be that what the old man said was not bluffing?The long sword in the yellow cloth not only hurt Mr. Yang, but also cost him ten years of life?

Although all these calamities have been resolved, but the evil spirit in my body has not been expelled, if Mr. Yang is really injured, then I will. . .What should I do?

Mr. Yang suddenly appeared in front of me and said with a smile, "Chu Qi, what are you thinking? Are you worrying about the evil spirit in your body?"

I didn't deny it, and nodded immediately. Perhaps the only purpose of a person coming to this world is to live, so no one wants to die. I have survived for so many years, so naturally I cherish this bad life very much. If Maybe, the only thing on my mind is to find my parents who gave birth to me, or to know who I am, where I come from, where my former home is, or even. . .I really want to have a name that belongs to me, a name that has a surname and a name, instead of the Chu Qi that is called casually. . .

"Mr. Yang." I lowered my head in front of Mr. Yang, a little aggrieved and said, "How long can I live?"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yang laughed: "Chu Qi, how long you can live depends on how long the gods have given you. I am not the judge in charge of the book of life and death, how would I know? But I know, at least for now you Can't die."

I suddenly raised my head and asked excitedly: "Mr. Yang! I really... really don't have to die? Can you save me?"

Mr. Yang said with a casual smile: "Of course, but... on the seventh day of the lunar new year, if I want to save you, I must use Maoshan Taoism. The founder of Maoshan said that my sect's Taoism should not be passed on to the outside world, and future generations must not violate it. So, you If you want to use my Maoshan Taoism, you must join my school and become a Maoshan disciple, so that I can teach you the secret technique to save yourself, but if you use other methods, you don’t have to learn from a master, but I am worried about you Not much time, alas..."

My eyes lit up, and I couldn't believe my ears. I looked at Mr. Yang again, and saw him looking at me very sincerely. My heart felt warm for no reason. Since I was a child, I have lived with the disgust and rejection of others. Among them, sometimes those who have nothing to eat will go to the wild hills more than a dozen miles away to pick fruits, sometimes dig grass roots to eat, sometimes. . .I have been starving for days, and I am 16 years old, but I have suffered all kinds of hardships, and I have suffered all kinds of crimes. Is this what the old people often say?

Mr. Yang is so capable, if he follows him in the future, he won't be starving all day long, maybe there is still a place to live, maybe. . .There is still a decent dress to wear, thinking about it, my tears flowed out unconsciously, Mr. Yang looked at me with a slightly surprised look, maybe he didn't understand how I feel now, it was because I was too excited and happy .

I "plop!" I knelt down in front of Mr. Yang and said, "Mr. Yang, I am willing to worship you as my teacher, so you can accept me as your apprentice!"

Mr. Yang, who was still surprised, couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and said: "I thought you were worried that the evil spirit in your body could not be cured, ha ha! Since you are willing to worship under my sect, it means that we do have teachers. The fate of disciples, you are born with a strange fate, and the unlucky fortune is around you. Anyone who gets close to you will be unlucky. Maybe this is the reason why you have a predestined relationship with the Tao. I, Yang Yuanshan, am not talented, so I accept you as the official entry disciple!"

I kowtowed excitedly and said, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"

Mr. Yang pulled me up at the right time, and said with a wry smile: "Even if I accept you now, there is no such way as your apprenticeship. Well, time is tight, so I can avoid those red tapes. I think the patriarch will understand, originally My sect wants to carve a soul-delivering talisman tablet for you. Only by holding the soul-delivering talisman tablet can you be regarded as an official disciple of the Maoshan sect, but... well, as a teacher, I can temporarily list you as a registered disciple, and I will do it for you in the future Let's make a soul-delivering talisman tablet."

I suddenly wondered: "Master, what is the soul-absorbing talisman card?"

Mr. Yang seemed very satisfied with my title of "Master", and immediately smiled happily: "The talisman of sending souls is equivalent to a person's status symbol. For example, now every family has a household registration certificate. The soul talisman card not only shows the world, but also the patriarch above the nine heavens has the imprint of you, a Taoist disciple and grandson. In the future, you will go down to the Jiuyou underworld, and people will know what you are doing. Hehe, as for sending souls I won’t talk about the other wonderful uses of the talisman card for the time being, you will understand in the future, well, now you can use this place’s altar to offer incense and worship to the Patriarch of Maoshan.”

According to Mr. Yang's instructions, I lit three pillars of incense, bowed three times to the altar, and then kowtowed nine more times. At this point, I stood up and shouted happily: "Master!"

Mr. Yang, who is my current master, nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Well, from now on, you will be my No. 40 five-generation registered disciple of Maoshan Esoteric School. In the future, master will make a soul-sending talisman tablet for you, and you will be my disciple. Entering the room as a disciple!"

Just at this time, before I could answer, I saw Mr. Wu Da running over in a hurry, and then walked to the master with his hands together and said, "Mr. Yang, you even accepted the unlucky ghost Chuqi, then I told you earlier." What you said..."

The master smiled wryly and shook his head and said: "Fellow Daoist's cultivation is no worse than mine. We should be regarded as peers. If you have any experience in Taoism in the future, you can discuss it with me."

For the sake of this, Mr. Wu Da can't say anything more. I don't understand that Mr. Wu Da will not worry about eating and drinking here. I joined Master's family to heal my illness, and secondly, I also have someone to rely on in the future , so as not to starve to death, what is Mr. Wu Da planning?Can't figure it out. . .

Uncle Tuesday had someone set up the coffin, and then he came to me and said with a smile: "Chu Qi, this child has a hard life, and has been alone for more than ten years. Now that Mr. Yang is taking care of him, I can rest assured. Chu Qi, In the future, it is inevitable that you will learn from Mr. Yang, and you must remember to do more good deeds to benefit the people, and I hope you will always remember what happened this time."

Uncle Zhou’s family has taken care of me for many years. In this village, they are relatives rather than relatives. Although I don’t quite understand what Uncle Zhou meant, I still nodded my head in agreement.

Master stepped forward, clasped his fists at Mr. Wu Da and Uncle Zhou Zhou and said, "As soon as this matter is over, I will help Chu Qi get rid of the evil spirit in his body as soon as possible, so we should go too."

"What?" Uncle Zhou Zhou was a little surprised and reluctantly said: "Mr. Yang, you can't leave in the middle of the night. You have done such a great favor to our Zhou family, and we haven't repaid you well. Although the village is not rich, but Also let me talk about my heart, stay here for a few days before leaving?"

The master shook his head and laughed, "You Zhou family shouldn't have this bad luck. It's all because of my esoteric sect and the extrinsic sect competing for one thing... Besides, I'm used to traveling around, so please take care of yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the master didn't have any intention of staying any longer. When he turned his head, he glanced at me and motioned for me to follow behind. In this way, I followed the master on the road. After walking a few steps, Uncle Zhou's voice suddenly sounded again: " Seventh day! Wait a minute!"

Master didn't stop anymore and went straight up the mountain road, but I stopped and turned around. Uncle Zhou quickly came to me and put a small cloth bag into my hand. I touched it suspiciously and was suddenly surprised. He opened his mouth wide and said, "This is... a big silver dollar?!"

Uncle Tuesday smiled bitterly and said, "Second Uncle doesn't have any property either. This one is to express my gratitude to your master, and the other... Chu Qi, I don't know if we can meet again in the future, and Second Uncle has no ability to help you again. Now, you remember to live well..."

Speaking of this, Uncle Tuesday's eyes were already rosy, but my tears had already rolled down my cheeks, I hurriedly returned the silver dollar to Uncle Tuesday, and said, "Second Uncle, I have a master now, besides, your family is not rich. , I can’t take this money, you can take it back.”

Uncle Tuesday's eyes glared at once. To be honest, I was still afraid of getting hurt when Uncle Tuesday lost his temper, but immediately he put the small cloth bag into my hand with a pleasant face, and said: "Hold it carefully, and listen more later. Master, let's go."

Tears welled up in my eyes again without disappointment, I nodded silently, then turned my head and chased after Master——

For some reason, I am still walking on the mountain road belonging to Shibali Village. This feeling is so wonderful and comfortable, as if there is no such good place in the world, and there is no such good Uncle Tuesday up. . .

I quickly caught up with Master and wiped away my tears. At this time, Master's steps seemed to be very heavy, completely different from the appearance when I saw him last night, as if every step of his was very difficult and difficult. . .His face turned even paler. Could it be that the sword really hurt Master?I hurried ahead and asked eagerly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The master waved his hand slowly , and said: "I was hurt by the Buxie sword on my back, I need to find a quiet place to rest for a while, well, I think of someone now, we can go He's there, and, you need his help!"

"Very helpful? Master, who is he?" I don't understand who wants to help me. Is there anything that my master can't help?

Seeing my question, the master sighed inexplicably, and said: "Speaking of this person, alas... he was your senior uncle, that is, my senior brother, but now... he is an abandoned disciple from Maoshan! "

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