Xuanyuan Jue

Chapter 76
Feng Shen wanted to lure the snake out of the hole, so he could only hide in the house and not show his face.

On weekdays, drink some wine with Tang Zijun and chat about fistfights.As long as Xianggua and Tang Ziqi don't make trouble, they can be considered at ease.The two are about the same age, and they admire each other, and they become more and more close friends.Feng Shen also told Tang Zijun that he knew about the previous things.Just to prevent the Tang brothers and sisters from getting angry, Feng Shen avoided the hidden silk handkerchief.

After everyone set up their nets, Feng Quan "spread bait" everywhere.Within a few days, rumors of "Master Feng's obsession with the evil Guanbu" spread to all over the world.After some deduction by idlers, it was too late to let the storyteller take it and compile a commentary.

Feng Shen remained calm on the face, but he was really anxious in private.No matter what the rumors outside, he just urged Feng Quan to attract attention.

Early this morning, Feng Quan went out to "visit medicine" as usual.But as soon as he stepped out of the gate, he bumped into someone.

Feng Quan was startled, and quickly raised his eyes to look around.I saw a Taoist man standing at the head of the door.Behind him is a little Taoist boy.

The Taoist was over fifty years old, with a curly head and a ox-like heart, and he was walking in thorn cloud shoes, with two long eyebrows on his forehead and a mustache on his lips.With piercing eyes, he looked at Feng Quan with a half-smile.

On the other hand, the boy looked a little cautious.With a basket on his arm, he shyly hides behind the old Taoist.

"Dao...Master Dao...you can look at your face! What are you doing to block the gate of my house early in the morning?" Feng Quan asked, poking his neck to look.The basket was full to the brim, containing live chickens, paper money, yellow talismans, etc. for use.

"Buddha of Immeasurable Life!" The old Taoist shook his whisk, "Mountain people wandering in the clouds, passing by here. See the house..."

"That's right!" Feng Quan interrupted before the old Taoist finished speaking, "You see the black air in the house, right? I said, sir... can we change some new words? Just say it if you want to cheer up the autumn wind... ..."

"No...don't be rude to Daoist!" The little boy shouted childishly, then quickly shrank behind the old Taoist.

The old Taoist turned back and smiled calmly: "Don't worry, disciple. Don't care about this ordinary person with naked eyes."

"Hey!" Feng Quan was overjoyed, "You two, old and young, are singing together, what kind of gods are you?"

The old Taoist didn't think it was disobedient: "Whether it's a mortal or a real immortal, it's nothing more than a false name in the world. The mountain man passing by this time is also considered to be destined for your Patriarch. I can't bear to encounter disasters for him, and I want to save him from disasters!"

"That's enough, Daoist!" Feng Quanxu arched, "Is it okay if I convince you? You are a god, you are a living god! A living god, I have to run errands for my young master, please make way for me? "

As he said that, Feng Quan wanted to blast out.

Before Feng Quan's hands could be touched, the old Taoist stepped aside and stood aside: "Within ten steps, evil will fall from the sky! If the benefactor does not listen to persuasion, just go boldly!"

"I really left!"

Feng Quan got up his temper and took five or six steps.Looking back secretly, he found that the old man was not angry, still looking at him with a smile.

Feng Quan gave a "click", and his heart beat a small drum.

This... Could it be "biting the hook"?
For a moment, Feng Quanding stayed where he was, hesitating.He is a housekeeper who takes care of the family, so naturally he can't tell the good from the bad.If it's really a murderer in disguise, you can't miss it.Furthermore, after hearing what the old man said, Feng Quan felt a little guilty.In case the old man has a good plan, wouldn't he be unlucky?

Thinking of this, Feng Quan backed away again.

"Forget it! Just trust you this time! Wait here, I'll ask the young master!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and returned to the courtyard.

Hearing that a Taoist came to the door, Feng Shen and others felt like they were facing a big enemy.After Xianggua and the brothers and sisters of the Tang family hid the hidden weapons, they brought the old and the young into the door.

At this moment, Feng Shen put on a quilt and huddled in the living room, pretending to be weak.His face was already fair, coupled with his deliberate appearance, at first glance, he really looked like he was terminally ill.The others are waiting by the side, and once they notice the clues, they will immediately encircle them.

Coming to the hall, Feng Quan hurriedly introduced: "This is my young master."

"Hahaha," the old Taoist laughed, and said to Feng Shen, "My lord, you are being polite!"

Feng Shen pretended to be hesitant, "Oh...it's...a fairy elder...I accidentally contracted a strange disease...I can't fully respect..."

"Extraordinary disease?" The old Taoist raised his eyebrows, "Shanren also knows a little bit about the Qihuang technique. How about this, let the young master take a look!"

As he said that, the old Taoist stepped forward and pulled Feng Shen to signal his pulse.

Everyone was shocked, for fear that things would change suddenly.Feng Shen secretly winked, signaling not to act rashly.

The old Taoist clasped Feng Shen's wrist, yelled for a while, and then said: "Young master... forgive me for speaking bluntly, you are not suffering from tuberculosis, but an evil spirit invading your body!"

"Evil devils invading the body?" Feng Shen asked, "Immortal Elder...can you explain in detail?"

"It's easy to say," the old Taoist let go of Feng Shen, and pinched the finger in his hand, "Yes! The mountain man just found out the secret, and found that this house faces east, and there are demon flames blazing. Press the'Oriental Jiayimu' to push... ...This must be a taboo!"

Cantaloupe couldn't hold back anymore: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"

The old man waved his hand, not to let the muskmelon interrupt him.Continue to pinch your fingertips and meditate.

After a while, the old Taoist seemed to realize something: "There is a saying: things are old and strange. The fierceness of this wood is nothing more than the illusion of some old trees and old things... However, there is blackness in the green in the demon flames. , Huang, this means that wood is mixed with water and earth... water is soft, earth is tangled, or wood... yes! It must be that silk cloth or something that has become fine!"

The old man's words were so far-fetched that everyone almost lost their grip.This old Taoist must have heard the rumors and came here to talk nonsense.Feng Shen hastily coughed a few times and suppressed his laughter.

Tang Ziqi said disdainfully: "He was stunned at the cloth hair, it has been spread all over the outside world, and you still need to talk about it?"

"Has it been spread long ago?" The old Taoist grimaced, "Shanren is just here, how can he hear the rumors of Lufang? These... are all divination!"

"Yes..." Xiao Daotong also chimed in, "A real person has great Taoism... Taoism... Taoism is unpredictable... Those of you who have money will give you money, and those who have no money will give you a place..."

Tang Ziqi laughed happily, and squeezed the little boy's face: "You kid can't even memorize words, did you play tricks before?"

Xiao Daotong was startled: "How do you know?"

The old Daoist stared at him fiercely, and the little Daoist boy didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore.

Up to now, the doubts in everyone's hearts have almost disappeared.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this pair of old and young Taoist priests are probably two charlatans.

Feng Quan was furious and wanted to bombard again, but was stopped by Feng Shen: "Don't be rude to the head of the fairy... Since the head of the fairy has figured out that the cloth demon is causing trouble...how can we resolve it?"

Hearing Feng Shen's question, the old Taoist regained his spirit: "It only needs to be done by the mountain man, and the monsters can be eliminated! It's just... the young master can give some money to feed the gods..."

"Look, look!" Feng Quan said angrily, "This is clearly extortion of money! Young master, don't trust them!"

Feng Shen stopped Feng Quan and said, "Just follow the immortal leader."

The old Taoist glanced at Feng Quan, and proudly said: "Later, I will show you the tricks of the Taoist Master! Disciple! Prepare the Dharma Altar!"

Xiao Daotong agreed, and ran out with the basket in hand.The old Taoist bowed to Feng Shen again, and heeled out.

Coming outside the hall, the master and apprentice borrowed another table and put out all the things in the basket.

Looking at the master and apprentice who were busy outside, Xianggua whispered: "Brother Feng...I also think they are like liars..."

Feng Shen smiled wryly: "Let them make trouble... After this incident spread, the rumors became more true..."

Therefore, everyone regarded it as watching the excitement, and stared outside to see how they pretended to be ghosts.

The old Taoist untied the mahogany sword behind him, slashed twice in the air, and shouted: "Take the incense stand!"

Xiaodaotong was ordered to burn incense and candles, and lay down a few dishes of fruit.

The old Taoist took out the pen and paper again, and shouted, "Sacrifice the live birds!"

When Xiao Daotong heard this, he pulled out the clucking live chicken and chopped off its head.After pouring chicken blood around the table, the rest was sprinkled in a bowl on the table.

The old Taoist held a pen in his right hand, dipped the chicken blood in the bowl, and began to write quickly on the yellow paper.

Feng Quan and Xianggua found it interesting, so they ran out to have a look.

Seeing the ups and downs on the yellow paper, Feng Quan couldn't help teasing: "Daxian, you're really good at writing, aren't you good at practicing? Tsk tsk! You're so good!"

Xianggua wondered: "Is this amazing? It's crooked...it's not as good as what I wrote..."

Xiao Daotong came up to protect and said: "This is the divine talisman book, and mortals can't understand it...you...you stand far away...don't disturb the real people's practice."

"Look what kind of moth he can make!" Feng Quan spat, and took two steps back with Xianggua.

After the old Taoist finished drawing the talisman, he burned it on a candle. After walking around three times on Tiangang steps, he settled down and closed his eyes, still muttering words.

After chanting for a while, the old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Disciple, quickly present the demon arresting talisman!"

Xiao Daotong didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly handed over a piece of yellow paper with a wide border.After the old man took the paper in his hand, he immediately shook his head, as if he was crazy.

Just when everyone was about to ask questions, the old Taoist stopped by himself.

"It's done..." The old Taoist was sweating profusely, held up the yellow paper and said, "The Cloth Demon has been trapped in this talisman!"

"Who is it?" Feng Quan didn't believe it at all, "According to your law, I can catch ghosts too!"

"You can too? Hahaha..." The old man was happy instead of angry, "Watch out for Fengda to flash his tongue!"

"Red mouth and white teeth, if you say you are arrested, you will be arrested?" Feng Quanding said, "You can't see anything on the torn paper!"

The old Taoist took a long breath: "The gods have the virtue of loving life. The mountain man was supposed to get rid of the demon, and he could not bear to hurt his life... But if you don't believe it, let's kill it!"

"Chop? How?" Feng Quan was stunned.

"It's good to see!" The old man snorted and ignored him.

Hearing that the old Taoist was going to kill the monster, Feng Shen and Tang Zijun were also very interested, and they stepped down from the hall to see how he would kill the monster.

(End of this chapter)