Infinite Script Killing

"You recognize me!"

Chang Miao was greatly surprised, and looked at Xu Tong with anticipation.

But Xu Tong's next words couldn't help but disappoint him.

Xu Tong shook his head: "I don't recognize him."

He indeed did not recognize this Taoist Changmiao, but when Mr. Song took him to visit his master's tomb, the two of them walked on the road to Beimang. Mr. Song pointed at the Shangqing Palace from a distance.

I told myself a story about the True Monarch of Hundred Dung. At that time, I just thought the story was a bit funny.

An ordinary man with a hand stained with excrement beat a Quanzhen Taoist who was upright in the Eight Sutras and made him jump up and down. In the end, he got some advice from an expert and he really understood a set of exercises of his own. From then on, He became a leader in Xiajiuliu.

This story, no matter how you listen to it, is as legendary as the protagonist in a novel.

However, this legend actually appeared in front of him, which made him feel a little melancholy.

It seemed that he felt uncomfortable with Xu Tong's looking eyes, or maybe Xu Tong's answer made him very unhappy. In short, his face sank and he said angrily: "Have you seen enough? Since you don't recognize me, what did you mean just now?" ?? Are you kidding me?"

Seeing that he seemed angry, Xu Tong hurriedly explained: "No, I mean, this place turns out to be yours. I want to stay here for a while. Do you agree?"

"Borrowing?"

Chang Miao looked Xu Tong up and down, frowned and said: "It's OK to stay overnight. There is a room next to it with a bed. You can live in it with just a few things, but..."

When Chang Miao said this, she couldn't help but raise her head and rubbed her fingers: "I want to give you money."

In fact, Chang Miao didn't ask for much. The price was one penny a day, so Xu Tong directly gave him two yuan.

Surprisingly, after Chang Miao took the money, she did not put it into her pocket, but pulled out a merit box from under the altar table.

Listening to the banging sound inside the box, you knew there was nothing inside.

Seeing that Chang Miao was about to invest the money, Xu Tong frowned: "These two dollars are enough for you to eat and drink for a month. Why do you want to invest it in this broken box? Do you really think this mud lump can protect you?"

After a long moment of joy, his thin face was extraordinarily simple, and he respectfully threw the money into the box. Then he stood up and said to him: "I know this is a lump of mud, but we live under the gate of someone else's temple, and this always happens. There needs to be an explanation."

"Ugh..." Xu Tong was speechless for a moment, and he knew that he was not a true Taoist. He was doing this just to have peace of mind.

In fact, putting this money here is just a formality. In the end, this money will be used to cultivate Taoism.

Then Chang Miao tidied up the side room for him, saying that Xu Tong could live here in the future and would not be responsible for the food, but there was a vegetable garden in the back with cucumbers, tomatoes and small greens. They were all free of charge. Although the kitchen It's simple, but it's no problem for cooking and other things.

However, Chang Miao still requested that Xu Tong clean the Taoist temple at least once every day, so Xu Tong agreed to this small matter.

In this way, he had a hiding place, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two days, Xu Tong did not only bask in the sun, but also read books. He lived a very leisurely life.

He also wanted to take the opportunity to observe what the legendary Lord of Hundred Dung looked like on a daily basis.

After all, this person is also a legend, and it is interesting to be close to a legend.

But after two days of observation, I found that Changmiao lived a very simple life every day. She got up before dawn to water the vegetable garden. After watering the ground, she went to defecate and came back at night.

After coming back, I just ate something and lay down and fell asleep.

As for what I wanted to see, such as chanting sutras, meditating, practicing martial arts and boxing, I didn't see it at all.

This inevitably made him a little disappointed. Maybe the real Lord Baidong was such an ordinary person. After all, there was still a difference between legend and reality.

However, although I was a little disappointed, I found that it was quite comfortable to live here after staying here.

"Hehehe... delicious!"

That day, while he was reading a book, he saw the fool squatting in the corner, holding the snack Xu Tong gave him and eating deliciously.

This idiot has been very diligent in visiting the house in the past two days. Every time Xu Tong comes to visit, he will give him some snacks.

But he didn't eat in vain. After eating the snacks, he picked up the broom and cleaned the yard seriously. This was originally his job as a resident, but now it was handed over to a fool, which saved himself some leisure time. I can read more books.

It’s not that he likes to learn, it’s just that the [Qingyun Magical Record] that Mr. Song left for him contains many strange arts, which is what he urgently needs to know now.

After all, he had killed the Taoist sent by Qianju, so he might not know what methods this Qianju would use to deal with him. Reading more books, whether for leisure or accumulation, would never go wrong.

For example, Mr. Song wrote about fools in his book.

Of course, the fool in the book is not the same person as the one in front of me, but the content of the story matches the fool.

Although he was not sure, when Chang Miao came back in the evening, he went out of his way to confirm with Chang Miao and learn about the fool's past.

Don't underestimate fools. If you follow what Song Lao wrote, fools actually have an unknown identity as "village guardian"

The village guardian is also known as the town spirit person.

This person committed one of the five evils, committed two of the three deficiencies, eliminated one of the three souls, eliminated two of the six souls, and suppressed eight charms, three evils, and five diseases.

There is no need to notify every family in the village when there are weddings and funerals. The fool is always the first to know, and he will take the initiative to come to the house to help. Such people generally will not eat at the table, nor will they take the initiative to ask for things from the host. They will only wait for the table to be cleared. Just pick up some leftover food from others.

According to the old book of Song Dynasty, the village guards had the luck blessing of the City God behind them. To put it bluntly, they were officially running errands under the hands of the City God.

Chang Miao is also considered an online person. She knows the fool's past. It is said that he was a fool from birth. His parents left him in the field to fend for himself when he was two years old. It was an old cripple who raised him with goat's milk. of.

When there was a severe drought, fools could still catch mice. Then they would hang mice at the door of whose house it really couldn't survive.

Just relying on these inconspicuous mice, the village really survived.

It is precisely because of this incident that the people in the village don't say anything about it, but they are grateful to the fool in their hearts. They never eat and drink too much for him. Anyone who has leftovers will leave some for him. They will also give him some during the holidays. Treat him to a nice meal.

Xu Tong doubted whether the fool was the village guard written in Song Lao's book, but this did not affect his affection for the fool. Every time he was given more food after work, he would not want it. He smiled happily and ran out.

Leaving aside this matter for the time being, there was another thing in the book that aroused my strong interest.

The content talks about an evil thing that happened to Mr. Song before he became a disciple.

That night after he got off work from the factory, he went drinking with his friends. After three rounds of drinking, he saw that it was getting late, so he left the bar early to go home out of fear that his family would be worried.

As a result, he was almost at the door when he suddenly heard someone calling him. Maybe he had drunk some wine. Mr. Song didn't care at that time and just walked forward.

But after walking a few steps, Mr. Song suddenly looked at it and saw a ten-yuan bill lying on the ground. He immediately became excited. That was a ten-yuan bill. At that time, his monthly salary was only 15 yuan and 36 cents.

Mr. Song immediately reached out to pick it up, but before his hand touched the money, he heard someone suddenly shouting from behind him: "You can't make enough money, but your life is numbered. If you take other people's money, you have to give it to others." It’s worth your life!”

He looked back and saw an old lady pulling a young girl walking behind him. The girl was holding a bamboo basket in her hand. She was pretty and had almond-shaped eyes and willow eyebrows. Mr. Song felt his heart pounding when he took one look at it. I feel like I have never seen such a beautiful girl in my entire life.

Xu Tong read a few lines down. The words were all Mr. Song's praise for the girl. Goosebumps stood up on his arms. At that time, Mr. Song's eyes were all on the girl. The old lady What he looks like, I didn’t write at all.

Fortunately, as he continued reading, Mr. Song finally remembered that he was not writing a love letter and brought the content back to the topic.

At that time, he only thought that the old lady was lying to him and wanted to keep the ten dollars for himself. Unexpectedly, the old lady seemed to see through his mind and turned the money over with a cane. He saw that there was a note stuck behind the ten dollar bill.

He knelt down and took a look. There was a line of small words written on it: "You will pay for it in the next life."

Seeing this line of small words, Mr. Song's heart skipped a beat. He didn't believe in this stuff, but he always felt that he was holding back his energy to harm others, and he felt very uncomfortable regardless of whether he was caught or not.

The old lady asked him to pick up the money, throw it into a tree hole nearby, and cover it with soil to avoid harming anyone.

Mr. Song was still confused at that time, wasn't he not allowed to touch the money?

The old lady later explained to him that this money is called longevity money. If you take it with a greedy mind, you will be fooled immediately. If you don't have such greed in your heart, even if you take it, twelve It won't be a big deal within an hour.

Mr. Song asked at that time why he couldn't tear up the note. The old lady didn't explain to him. She just said that the key to the art was greedy words. The cause and effect of the person who applied the art and the one who resisted his fate would naturally come to an end in the future.

After that, the old lady took the girl away. He looked at the girl's back and stood there for a long time until she disappeared. Then he hid the money in the tree hole as the old lady said in a daze.

As a result, three days later, the man across from his neighbor suddenly died.

I still recognized the deceased, named Gao Yang, who was a few years older than him. Because there was a large birthmark on his face, covering one third of his face, he couldn't find any serious job.

They didn't know each other well, but because of their relationship with neighbors, they still came to pay their respects.

As a result, when I walked to the door, I heard their relatives talking about Gao Yang. They said that this kid took out ten yuan from the tree hole, showed it off everywhere, and invited people to drink in the middle of the night. As a result, he drank too much and fell into the moat. , everyone was deformed when they found out.

Mr. Song continued to write, but it was already a few years later. He said that only after he followed the master did he realize that this kind of money to ward off disasters was a black magic in the lower world.

What is being exploited is the result of people's greed, but this magic can only last for a week. After one week, no one is tricked, and the magic is dissipated.

Moreover, the caster is definitely not a foreigner, he must live in the surrounding area.

It's a coincidence that two years later, the Jiang family gave birth to a child on the street. As a result, the child had a large birthmark on his face. Later, the child grew up to do evil and gambled away all the Jiang family's property. Jiang's father and his After arguing, he was beaten to the point of paralysis...