Destiny’s Catalogue

Shi Xuan picked up the ink-colored porcelain cup and took a sip, only to feel that a cold breath penetrated from his throat directly to the lower abdomen, and then spread to the whole body. He felt a little refreshed and refreshed. Praised: "Good tea, it is indeed good tea!"

Han Shijin was a little proud, but when he saw the black porcelain tea cup in Shi Xuan's hand, he said, "It's a pity that this good tea is not matched with a good cup. The porcelain sets that were brought during the burial at home are not very suitable for this tea. Ink porcelain is better. It's a pity, it's a pity." He looked really sad.

"Why don't Han Weng let his children and grandchildren offer more sets?" Shi Xuan was puzzled.

"It's not so easy. We can't live without this yin house. Only three times a year in the ancestral hall, we can go home by linking with the tablet. But it is all in the early morning. The yin and yang are separated from each other. I can't stay in the night to dream of them." Han Shijin rarely met strangers talking, and couldn't help nagging a bit.

Shi Xuan remembered the Fang family: "But Han Weng, you guys should have some magic skills over the years, right?"

Han Shijin waved his hand: "We are no better than those evil spirits who rely on Yin Qi to exist. After so many years, we will be able to drive the burnt paper people and float these tea trays and cups. Speaking of which, if we really don't want to survive. , I can still force a dream blood relative here, but that will consume a lot of origin, and the gains outweigh the gains."

Shi Xuan just read some notes of Dao Sect predecessors. There is only a superficial understanding about this aspect. At this time, when Han Shijin spoke, he also heard it with relish. Chu Wan'er next to him kept eating fruit with a small mouth, but still I separated my mind to listen to the master and grandpa talking, just like listening to those ghost stories.

"Oh, how does Han Weng know that the gain is not worth the loss?"

"My father had entrusted his dream to warn of aging, and he consumed his original source. When he became old, his father dissipated completely within a few years. It was not as long as his mother. My mother died before my father, but it took more than 30 years to die. Dissipated. So I have to say this." Han Shijin explained.

Although Han Jing has passed away for many years, after all he was young when he died. He stayed in the yin house for so many years and couldn’t go out. He almost only gained a few years of mind. At this time, he saw Chu Wan'er, a beautiful sister eating fruit there. With an open eyebrow, he couldn't stop curiosity, slipped quietly from his mother Webster's arms and floated in front of Chu Wan'er.

Chu Wan'er was about to grab another piece of fruit, but suddenly a small, tender, slightly transparent hand stretched out beside her, and she grabbed the fruit in front of her. Wan'er took a look at it. It was just the little child with a pigtail in the sky. I dare not lose my courtesy and attack him secretly with his eyes.

Han Jing is completely immune to eye attacks, but his intelligence is not high, his ghost age is short, and he can’t drive the fruit, so the white little fat hand passed through the fruit, and he couldn’t pick it up. This happened several times in a row. Start crying.

Shi Xuan and the Han family actually noticed what Chu Wan'er and Han Jing did, but they were both children, so they played around and continued talking with each other. The female relatives sat quietly beside them, not daring to interject, but they always looked curiously at the living people who hadn't communicated for so many years.

"So that's it, by the way, Han Weng, as you just said, there are only three or four small gates on the Mang Mountain, I don't know the details?" After the greeting, Shi Xuan cut to the topic.

Chu Waner saw that Han Jing was about to cry, and she hurriedly picked up the fruit to coax him. Who knew that the fruit actually passed through Han Jing’s face and stretched out from the back of her head, shocking Chu Waner. He leaned back and pulled Shi Xuan's sleeves. In Shi Xuan's soothing gaze, he became curious again. He took the fruit and prodded Han Jing's body, watching his hand pass through Han Jing's body, excited. His eyes lit up.

Han Shijin squinted his eyes and touched his beard and recalled: "It's been nearly fifty years since the old man passed away. There was also a big Taoist gate on Mount Mang called Jieguizong. There were hundreds of people on the gate. It was a pity that thirty years ago. , Somehow it was defeated. Now there are only five or six people in the Jugui Sect, and they are often bullied by the other two small sects, the White Bone Sect and the Liangui Sect, which makes life miserable."

When Shi Xuan heard of the Ghost Sect, he thought of "The Dafa of Ghost Sect" and the ecstasy flag that was once called the Bone Sword Soul Banner. Is it because the old Dao died on Tongxuan Mountain that caused the defeat of the Ghost Sect? , But seeing that Han Shijin didn't know much about it, he had to ask others: "How about the White Bone Sect and the Ghost Refining Gate?"

"Stone Daoist, think about it, there were only five or six people in this ghost sect, and they were also suppressed by their two sects. They still exist in Mangshan. The strength of these two sects can be imagined. It's not the Taoist master you are looking for." Han Shijin said half-jokingly.

Shi Xuan thought it was indeed the case: "Then there are other oddities on this Mang Mountain?"

"No, no, this Mang Mountain is so high and so big, there are countless people who go up to worship and play in the mountain every year. If it is really strange, it has long been discovered." Han Shijin shook his head.

The two parties chatted for a while, until Chu Waner got bored, Shi Xuan pulled her up and bid farewell to the Han family. Han Shijin took his family to the gate of the Yin House, and Chu Wan'er was stuffed with a bag of various fruits.

"Han Weng stop, just send it here." Shi Xuan turned around at the door to say goodbye to Han Shijin again.

Han Shijin sighed and said: "In the past fifty years, Shi Daochang is the first living person to be a guest in Shangfu. He also made the old man and his family feel the connection with Yang Shi, and he was happy. This farewell, I don’t know when we will meet again. See, I'm afraid the old man is no longer in this world at that time, and dissipates between heaven and earth."

"Han Weng, what do you say?"

"In the past few years, I have felt that my body is slowly dissipating. I think it is because I have exhausted my mind during his lifetime and hurt his origin. It is not as good as others. I am afraid that it will be in the past two years." Han Shijin sighed sadly. .

"Daddy!" "Father-in-law!" "Grandfather!" "Great-grandfather!"...The rest of the Han family except Han Jing shouted Han Shijin sadly, but they were all helpless.

Shi Xuan could only take a few words of relief, and once again bid farewell, and then took the impatiently waiting Chu Wan'er away in Han Jiayi's farewell.

After walking a few steps, I heard Han Shijin shouting: "Shi Daochang, Lao Yu remembered something. If you want to find immortals and visit Dao, you can go to Luojing Huilongguan to try. Lao Yu has heard the royal family Rui Lao mentioned that it is a true immortal. Where."

Shi Xuan was overjoyed when he heard the news by accident, and turned around and bowed respectfully: "Thank you Han Weng! Peng Dao is indebted."

After bidding farewell to the ghosts of the Han family, Shi Xuan took Chu Wan'er and continued to walk into the mountains. Although Han Shijin knew that there were only two or three small gates, which were of no value for searching, Shi Xuan was not a child, so he believed it. You have to do a survey yourself before you can go back.

"Master, those didn't look like ghosts just now!" Chu Waner asked Shi Xuan's hand.

"Oh, Wan'er, you are not..." Shi Xuan made a motion of piercing.

Chu Wan'er rolled her eyes: "At that time, people believed that those were ghosts, and they were floating, but they are different from what Wan'er knew before. They have a home, and they can eat and drink. Coming from the word...that, it's not fierce at all, it really doesn't look like it!"

Shi Xuan smiled secretly: "Then Waner, what do you think ghosts should be like?"

"Well, blue-faced fangs, a head but no body, a body but no head, eyes but no mouth, a mouth but no nose, intestines pierced and abdomen, so it looks like this." Chu Waner actually said so much in one breath, and just thought It's totally different to say Wen Binbin can't remember it, and I don't know where it came from.

"Where did you hear it?" Shi Xuan began to tell Chu Wan'er about ghosts, the difference between ordinary ghosts and evil ghosts.

Chu Waner murmured as she listened, "That's what other people say."

As they walked and talked, they encountered two evil spirits respectively on the road. Unfortunately, they were both superficial, and even those who had not recovered their spiritual wisdom. Shi Xuan solved it with a golden blade and the wind, and satisfied Chu Wan. Er’s curiosity, I finally saw the evil spirits with blue faces and fangs and the evil spirits with rotten belly. It is not in vain that Waner went to bed so late, and followed the master up to this cold wind blowing mountain. Well, although there are delicious fruits .

When he walked to a hidden place, Shi Xuan saw a complex of buildings built there. There were many houses and the appearance was quite luxurious. There were some evil ghosts carved on them, which looked a bit gloomy, but unfortunately it was in dilapidated condition. No one has repaired it for a long time.

When I walked to the main entrance, there was a slanted plaque on it with the seal character "Yuguizong" written on it. Shi Xuan smiled secretly. I met this sect so soon, so let's go in and take a look.

Lifting Chu Wan'er, in her curious eyes, cast the invisibility curse, and the two slowly faded into the air until they were completely invisible, and Chu Wan'er's clear voice sounded in place: "Master, master! Is this stealth technique?! So fun! Waner wants to learn!"

Shi Xuan hurriedly told her to shut up, and then performed a wall penetration technique. The two penetrated the bluestone wall and entered the Yuguizong. Chu Wan'er tightly covered her mouth with her small hand, for fear that she would say something accidentally if she was too excited. Immortal Fa is really amazing! so fun!

Shi Xuan took Chu Wan'er through several courtyards, walked towards the house where the lights were still on, and then poke a small hole to see what the people inside were doing.

Inside are two middle-aged men dressed as Taoist priests. They pay attention to their appearance. They have a smell of fairy style. One of the Taoist priests with white faces and long beards sighed at the other person: "Brother head, you still follow me down the mountain. Well, this battle of the ghost sect is over long ago. Instead of going down the mountain to find some powerful and wealthy businessmen, with our methods, I am afraid that we will not be prosperous and wealthy. It is no better than in this shabby and deserted sect!"

"Hey, brother, brother knows that this is a good strategy for you, but the brother was brought up by the master when he was a child, and before he died, he agreed to take over this sect. How could he leave his ancestors and go down the mountain." He also sighed and replied.

————Two advances today, eighteen, thank you everyone, there is not much difference with the first four, continue to ask for support