The aura of a priest is infinite

Chapter 69

"Thank you, Daoist Priest, for your help, so that I can save her dead soul with my own hands."

Shen Mo thanked the poor Taoist from the bottom of his heart, if it weren't for his kick in the air just now, how could Shen Mo easily subdue the ghoul and purify Ah Nan's dead soul.

"Thank you old Taoist for what I did, old Taoist, I just contributed a little bit of strength," the poor Taoist saw that no ghoul crawled out of the hole, put away the bell, and stood with his hands behind his back, very satisfied with the expression of silence.

"The Taoist priest's kick just now was really amazing, it's amazing!"

Able to trample a ghoul on the ground with one foot, this lame weapon deserves silent praise.

Although the silent praise is very clumsy, it seems to hit the excitement of the lame Taoist, making the old Taoist proud.

"Hmph, my crappy one is really extraordinary. Speaking of it, there is a past event that changed my life."

Mo Mo went down the donkey and said, "Junior, I would like to hear more about it."

"I was only ten years old that year. I had just gone up to the mountain to learn Taoism. I had a bad heart and couldn't bear the rough food in the Taoist temple. On a dark and windy night, I climbed the wall and went down the mountain alone to steal birds from the farmers at the foot of the mountain."

"·····" Mo Mo didn't know how to answer the words, he couldn't praise the lame Taoist for stealing so well!
Besides, how could a crappy Taoist get involved in this, this car is a bit caught off guard!
"The old Taoist still remembers that the old hen was fat and fragrant, and it was so... sizzling when roasted!" The poor Taoist swallowed, with endless aftertaste.

Silence can only echo, "I didn't expect the Taoist priest to be so kind. You are really a temperamental person. Your lameness has something to do with this?"

"Yes!" The poor Taoist changed his face, shook his head and sighed, "When I went back that night, I was caught by the master and brought to the farmers at the bottom of the mountain. In front of them, my leg was broken."

"..."

Mo Mo froze on the spot, ten thousand Roaring Emperors whizzed by in his heart, what's going on?
Did you really break your leg when you went out? !

The poor Taoist's leg was actually broken by his master himself, just because he stole a chicken.

But how did this change the poor Taoist's life?

"My leg is broken. Even if it is cured, I will be disabled." Instead of feeling sad because of it, the poor Taoist said happily, "Because I am disabled, the master is afraid that I will starve to death in the future, so he accepts me as a beginner." Disciple, teach me the profound Taoism and learn the true skills."

"·····" Silent and speechless, this is simply a magical plot, what about writing a novel? !
"The old Daoist is thanks to that chicken and this crappy leg, that's why I call myself a crappy Taoist."

Silently said with emotion, "I didn't expect the Taoist priest to have such a bizarre and tortuous life experience. I really admire it!"

The poor Taoist changed the subject and said, "Now, I am your guide. In other words, I can be regarded as half a master."

"..." Behind the silence, cold sweat broke out involuntarily, this... the tone is wrong!
"Master... what are you talking about?"

The crappy Taoist waved his hand, "Don't worry, I won't break your legs, I just want to tell you, don't do evil when it's small, don't do good when it's small, understand?"

clear!clear!It's clear!
How dare silence say a word!
"Just understand, if you don't understand, I will teach you a good lesson." The lame Taoist continued to teach, "From today on, you can call me Uncle Lame."

Shen Mo memorized what the lame Taoist said, nodded repeatedly and said, "Remember, Uncle Lame!"

"Children can be taught," Uncle Lame was very satisfied, took out a yellowed bound ancient book from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to Shen Mo, "I just saw you perform the art of talismans. Although you have just started, you still have some qualifications." , this Taoist talisman manuscript will be your meeting gift."

Shen Mo Mingwu, this is playing with a mallet and toffee!

Lame uncle is really a good way.

Mo Mo quickly took the ancient book in Uncle Lame's hand and said, "Amo will definitely study the art of talisman carefully, and will not let you down."

Uncle Lame tapped again, "Don't be so happy, this manuscript is not precious, it's just a toy for the old Taoist to entertain in his spare time. How much you can learn depends on your own luck."

Silence showed suspicion, and subconsciously looked at the ancient book in his hand, only to see [Fulu Miscellaneous Notes] crookedly written in blue ballpoint pen on the cover of the ancient book

With an ominous premonition, Mo Mo turned to the first page, which was also a talisman written with a blue ballpoint pen.

【Bathtagon】

Casting this talisman can summon the rain of purification and cleanse oneself of filth.

Silence and shame, isn't this just taking a bath!

Turning another page, his complexion improved a little.

【Phosphorus Talisman】

This talisman can call sporadic phosphorous fire and burn combustible things.

After a little thought, isn't this just a lighter!
Silence instantly lost the desire to turn back.

This ancient book, as Uncle Lame said, is a plaything for him to relieve boredom in his spare time, and the talismans recorded on it are all elementary talismans.

The ancients said that the elders dare not give up the gifts, and they should not be hated.

But this talisman miscellaneous notes that Uncle Lame gave Shen Mo is really tasteless to eat and discarded like chicken ribs.

Uncle Lame naturally saw the disappointment of silence, and said, "The way of talismans lies in accumulation. With each passing day, you can find the way. You can understand it yourself!"

After listening to Uncle Lame's words silently, he seemed to hear something beyond the words. When he looked at the miscellaneous notes of the talisman in his hand again, his face changed slightly.

Isn't a body talisman just a water-calling talisman?

Isn't the phosphorus fire talisman the fire talisman?
This miscellaneous note should only be an introductory version. Uncle Lame must have brought him to find a talented heir to use this book to lay the foundation for the way of talismans. This book seems useless, but every talisman There are subsequent enhanced versions.

This is a test for Silence by Uncle Lame!
After figuring out the key points, Mo Mo knows the importance of this book of miscellaneous notes on talismans.

"I will definitely practice this book of talisman miscellaneous notes."

Uncle Lame laughed and said, "Interesting, interesting, you are much smarter than I was back then!"

Uncle Lame patted Silence on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, the scourge of ghouls has been eliminated, and the rest will be handed over to the anti-biochemical special forces. They are professionals in handling such matters."

The door opened, and Shen Mo followed Uncle Lame out of the room.

After the two explained to Team Niu, there was nothing for them to do here, and the rest of the follow-up work could be left to Team Niu and others.

So Mo Mo invited Uncle Lame to come to Fu Wood Carving Shop to rest, but after thinking about it, Lai Fu Wood Carving Shop has only one bed, and it seems that he can only sleep on the ground floor on the first floor tonight.

"Uncle Lame, it's getting late, why don't you go to my woodcarving shop to rest!"

"Wood carving shop? You still have a wood carving shop. No wonder the magic weapon you just used is a wood carving." The lame uncle suddenly waved his hand and said, "Don't be so troublesome. Special commissioners are subsidized when they go out. Stay in a hotel, just take me to the best hotel in Yancheng."

Mo Mo thought to himself, special commissioners still have this kind of benefits, and asked, "Then do I also get subsidies if I become a special commissioner?"

"That's nature. The Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense has never been stingy in funding."

Silence finally understood why the Bulls treated money like dung.

Dare to love that our bureau is always rich!

Isn't the small goal of Shen Mo's monthly income of 50 yuan just a matter of sprinkling water?

As long as you join the bureau, what is the money you owe, not to mention the interest, but the principal?What do you mean? !

　Cough cough, Lao Wang is here to say a few words.

　　It’s been a month since I wrote the book, and I rarely talk about the plot with you.

　　Today's chapter is finished, and two readers don't understand why the protagonist is afraid of Uncle Lame, thinking that Uncle Lame is not strong enough, and his spiritual energy will not recover soon, why there are 21 groups.

　　Explanation [-]: Uncle Lame represents the super game. If you want to enter the super game, you must follow the rules of the game. This is the awe of the rules, just like the civil service examination must be taken every time you enter.

　　Explanation 21: Uncle Lame's strength has been mentioned, and he is second only to the group leader in the [-] groups. Before Shen Mo grew up, he was much stronger than Shen Mo in terms of strength and experience.Having a system does not mean being number one in the world, at least not now.

　　Explanation 5000: The Niu team mentioned that the spiritual recovery is not long, but with China’s 14-year cultural heritage, a population base of 21 billion, and the promotion of the country regardless of cost, there are [-] groups, how many?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)