Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 114: Raise the altar to send God off, but God doesn’t go
"Please be kind to Taoist Master Xu and cast a spell to resolve the grievances between Master Pig and my son, so that Master Pig can go back. The old man's family is deeply grateful..."

Xu Yuanchang stretched out his hand to stop Mr. Yu San's words of gratitude.

He looked solemnly, staring at the shocking sore, listening to the waves of invisible fluctuations.

Liu Xianfeng flew around outside, entered the room and landed on the young master's shoulder. She could slightly feel the obscure intentions coming from the sore. The god who was so unlucky to be in the body of a pig did not communicate with her.

"The poor Taoist builds a platform to invite gods, performs the magic of inviting gods, and sends you back with incense and sacrificial gifts to resolve the cause and effect between you. This is already the greatest sincerity. You will have to endure tribulations in the lower world in the future, which is your own business. , It has nothing to do with the poor Taoist, so why do I need to make a statue for you and offer incense to it? Don’t push yourself too hard, what use do the poor Taoists need those compassionate hearts?”

Xu Yuanchang had a tough tone and rejected the other party's excessive demands.

He always saves people according to his ability.

Everyone in the world suffers, and Taoism cultivates itself. If he cannot see the suffering of the world, he will fall into the trouble of obsession with cultivation.

The invisible Liu Xianfeng almost applauded these words. The young master in her mind was never a bad person.

A faint hint of darkness, calm and yin invisibly.

The pig god who had fallen so low that he was slaughtered still dared to make excessive demands on the young master, which made him feel uncomfortable.

The old man Yu San blinked his swollen old eyes and did not dare to say anything to plead for mercy. He was afraid of making the temperamental Taoist Xu unhappy, so he threw up his sleeves and left.

The two men and the woman looked nervous.

It was the first time for them to witness it with their own eyes, and they were even more afraid of the master's methods.

The whole house was silent and smelled bad.

Xu Yuanchang stared at the sore for a long time, and then said again: "I want to collect my merits. You have to be freed this time, and you are not allowed to trouble the butcher Yu Deli again. After this incident, we will not offend each other. Is it settled like this?"

Seeing the fluctuation of the malignant sore, Xu Yuanchang turned around and said to the old man Yu San: "I can use magic to cure the disease, but one thing must be stated first. This malignant sore is extremely dangerous. If something goes wrong during the treatment, the patient will die. , I am not responsible for this. If you agree, I will take action. Otherwise, while you still have time, go to Izumo Temple tomorrow morning and ask the master to come down the mountain."

He always says the ugly things in advance.

Although his current status is not afraid of trouble in the mortal world, crying and seeking death and survival will still be trouble.

He believed in his own spell-casting methods and that there would be no mistakes along the way, but he still couldn't trust the resentful gods.

The human heart is separated from the belly, not to mention the gods who committed crimes and were punished to the lower world, and even received a knife.

Yu San, the old man, his two sons, and his young daughter-in-law looked at each other in confusion. Before Xu Daozhang took action, he told them to prepare for the funeral. It was so... unlucky.

"Xu... Taoist Master Xu, how sure are you?"

Yu Sanlaoguo's whole body was exhausted, and his back was bent.

He had just seen a little hope and was about to encounter unbearable twists and turns. His old bones couldn't help but twist.

Early yesterday morning, in the snowy weather, I rushed to the Izumo Temple twenty-five miles away. I invited a Taoist Master Wan and two Taoist boys to take a look in a carriage. Master Wan said directly: He didn't dare to treat it, turned around and left without drinking any tea, saying that it would be too dangerous and difficult to treat unless he asked the Taoist priest from the top of the mountain to take action.

Where can their family get at least a hundred taels of silver as a reward?
"Seventy to eighty percent."

Xu Yuanchang said calmly.

Yu San, an old man, breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his back. He glanced at the other three people and saw that he, the old man, still had to make the decision for this family. He said, "Treatment! Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. I leave it to you."

Xu Yuanchang asked the black cat to squat in the room. He walked out of the door, pointed to the open space in the middle of the yard, and said: "Call some people, preferably carpenters, to shovel the snow first, and build a six-story building with wood according to my requirements." The platform facing nine steps can be made of elm, nanmu, or pine. Prepare incense, candles, wine, small animals, and sacrifices. They must be prepared tonight. I will use them to cast spells at the fifth watch."

It was five o'clock to invite God to return. He didn't want to delay it for one more day.

Walk into the main room, take out a pen and paper, quickly draw a drawing and mark the dimensions of the altar.

Old man Yu San took the drawing, looked at it, and gave it to the man next to him: "Second brother, you are a carpenter, and I will leave it to you to arrange it. The boss quickly asked someone to prepare it, and went to the next door house to borrow some wood for emergencies. We will ask for it later. Help me drink, go quickly."

The two men agreed and ran outside.

Xu Yuanchang did not sit down to drink tea, but walked out of the courtyard through the snow. Under the suspicious gaze of the old man Yu San, he took out a red willow branch from the bamboo box and inserted it into the snow beside the road. Liu Xianfeng disappeared instantly.

As night fell, after a simple meal, Xu Yuanchang walked into the empty room arranged and cleaned up by Mr. Yu San, took out the "Dong Shen Fu Hua Sutra", read it by an oil lamp, and re-study the contents of inviting gods, suppressing evil spirits, using evil spirits, etc. Dharma door.

The torches were brightly lit outside, and there was a busy and noisy "ding-dong-dong" sound late into the night.

There were so many people to keep busy, so before the fourth watch, a nine-foot-tall wooden platform for praying to the gods was built in the courtyard.

After Xu Yuanchang saw it, he did not let the carpenters and others who had been busy for most of the night rework. Waiting until the fifth watch, he placed the patient on the right side of the altar, lit a brazier next to it, lit the altar, lit incense and cast spells.

The black cat received the instruction and hid in a dark corner, asking Xu Yuanchang to protect him on the altar.

Yu San, an old man, led his two sons, and three close relatives watched the patient observe the Dharma.

Several people watched nervously, their hearts pounding.

Xu Yuanchang held the incense and practiced the method, and the altar in the Shenting orifice on his forehead trembled slightly. After reciting the incantation "Invite the gods to return", he shouted: "The gods have spiritual power and will not disturb mortals. I will send you the incense as a gift. Go back quickly, my decree!"

Insert three incense sticks into the simple incense stand in front of the drink.

The fragrant mist rose straight into the sky, and the sacrifice quickly lost its luster.

Seeing that the spell was successfully cast, the sick man in the audience suddenly screamed and woke up from his sleep. The sore on his back suddenly burst open, and a line of black blood spattered with a foul smell, and then blood spurted out from the wound.

Scared the people around you so much that they didn't know what to do?
In this situation, it is obvious that the pig is unwilling to give up. After getting the incense, it wants to break the promise and take the life of the sick man.

A bit of light golden light suddenly appeared on the stage and flew towards the Taoist priest's forehead.

It was so fast that the alert black cat in the corner had no time to react.

Xu Yuanchang had wood energy and fire patterns emerging on his body. When the sores opened, he was already ready. It wasn't that he couldn't trust the gods. He cherished his life, was responsible for himself, and was always on guard.

Xu Yuanchang took a step back, the ring had turned into a magic coin, and he used his left hand to accurately capture the golden light coming towards him.

"Bang", a sharp scream came out from that golden light, turning into two rays of light and running for his life in embarrassment.

The black cat, which had already jumped into the air, was furious. It turned around in the air, stepped on the eaves of the roof and jumped at a faster speed. It instantly got ahead of it and grabbed hard with one claw. The shadow of its claws covered an eight-foot radius.

"You evil beast, how dare you..."

A bit of brilliance was caught by the black cat and put into his mouth without hesitation.

Such a good thing is a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Is there anything you don’t dare to eat?
At worst, he would sleep like that silly dog ​​for a few months.

As long as the master is here, everything will be safe, and you must dare to gamble when opportunities arise.

Another golden light turned a big curve, and when he saw it was about to escape to the sky, a piece of golden camphor tree suddenly hit hard. Liu Xianfengxiu stared angrily, no longer caring about being invisible, and cursed: "Treacherous villain" , leave it to this fairy."

This stick smashed the golden light into pieces, and every bit of it was swept away.

Only then did he have time to deal with the sick man who was screaming in pain on the bed, waving his hand and scattering a green light like smoke.

The light mist covered the cracked wound, and the blood immediately stopped. The scab healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The man crying in pain fell asleep again. It was a very magical scene.

Liu Xianfeng shouted to the stunned young and old men, "Why are you still standing there? Get the patient into the room quickly. It's freezing outside. It's frostbite. Don't blame my young master for not treating it well." "

The old man Yu San suddenly realized that this was the fairy under Xu Daozhang. He hurriedly called on several people to carry the recovered patient into the room, and then took a peek.

The little fairy figure was no longer visible in the sky.

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(End of this chapter)