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"Master, do you still recognize me?" Li

Shangxia walked up to the old monk and asked seriously.

The old monk held the bowl in his hand, looked her up and down, shook his head and smiled, "Amitabha, this benefactor must be rich and noble, and the old man doesn't recognize it." "

Little monk, what about you?" Li Shangxia folded the fan and looked at the middle-aged monk next to him.

The middle-aged monk first felt that her name was strange, and then felt that this person's eyebrows were a little familiar, but he had seen too many people along the way, and he really couldn't remember who it was.

Li Shangxia invited the two of them to the window position on the second floor, and said two words softly, "Evil spirit." The

two monks were startled and looked up at her in a daze.

Stunned for a moment.

The middle-aged monk finally remembered, both shocked and excited: "Master, master, she is the little baby who hides evil spirits." The

old monk was very surprised, and a smile appeared on his haggard face, "Amitabha."

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years, donor, I've grown up.

"It's a pity that the old man has never found a way to save him.

Speaking of this, the old monk sighed.

The middle-aged monk next to him added, "Little donor, I have been to your house with Master. But you weren't there, and the house collapsed.

Li Shangxia sat opposite and didn't speak, waiting for the other party to find something.

Soon, the old monk reacted. He got up and looked at Li Shangxia for a while, his voice trembling a little, "Donor, you, the evil qi on your body is no longer leaking out, is it that it has been expelled?"

Li Shangxia stretched out his hand, "Master take a closer look." The

old monk stretched out his hand and probed her wrist, his face uncertain.

After a while, he shook his head and sighed, "That evil spirit is still there."

"It's just that it seems to be bound by a force, it doesn't grow big, and it can't come out. Speaking

of this, the old monk was also sincerely happy, "The donor is here, it is really gratifying to find a way to save him!" The

middle-aged monk was excited and curious when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Little donor, I don't know what method can trap that evil qi?"

"Thank you two masters for your concern." Li Shangxia arched his hand, and then explained, "The evil spirit, since it goes out of me, then it belongs to me and should be controlled by me."

"Just like this breath and breath, we can't control it, as long as we are aware of where it is coming out and where it is coming in, we can control it.

After listening, the old monk sat on the bench and did not move.

There was silence for a long time.

He suddenly realized, folded his hands, "Amitabha!" "

It turns out that the way to salvation lies in the problem itself."

"Teachable, teachable. The

old monk nodded with a smile on his face, as if he had understood something.

Then he asked curiously, "I don't know what this method is called? Which master understood it?"

Li Shangxia raised his eyebrows, covered his mouth and smiled and bent his eyes.

But he didn't say that it came from the mouth of the former little Taoist boy, but said, "On this trip, I was looking for him."

"As for the name, he never told me, I'll call it, breathing. The

old monk put his hands together, which was very useful, "All things grow, all are exhaled and inhaled, and the breathing method is good."

"It's a pity that the old man still has important business. Otherwise, you will follow the benefactor to meet the master.

Li Shangxia smiled and said nothing, I don't know what the old monk's expression would be when he saw him.

After a cup of tea.

The old monk finally figured out the principle of the breathing method, he stood up with a solemn expression, and bowed to Li Shangxia three times:

"Old man, for the common people, thank the donor!"

Li Shangxia's body stiffened, and tears came out of his eyes.

The middle-aged monk next to him hurriedly pulled up the old monk, "Master, what are you doing, the little donor can't stand it." The

old monk looked firm, "She, she can stand it!" "

Do you know what the breathing method taught by this benefactor is?"

"It was like holding your breath, day and night, endless.

"The pain she endured far exceeded the pain of digging bones and cramps!" The

middle-aged monk held his breath and tried, and after only holding it for a while, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

What's more, this benefactor is holding back the evil qi in his whole body, and he does not stop all the time, so what kind of pain he has to endure.

The middle-aged monk stopped speaking, and also bent down and bowed three times.

The old monk looked at Li Shangxia's eyes, had a touch of respect, and said with a kind smile, "In the past ten years, there has been no evil spirit in the world, and the old monk originally couldn't figure it out, but then he went to the donor's house to look for it, and thought that the donor had encountered an unexpected ......

" "I don't know the donor, what year did the evil spirit be controlled?"

Li Shangxia put away the folding fan, "When I was nine years old, before controlling the evil spirit, although I lived in the cottage, there were several old people who died because of me. The

old monk's expression was shocked, and it was hard to believe that she could completely control the evil qi at the age of nine, what perseverance and understanding it required.

He got up again and bowed three times, and said, "Donor, about the origin of the evil spirit, over the years, the old man has found out some.

"It is a thousand-year-old aura, immortal and immortal. It came to the donor in order to find the flesh through the donor. It can only exert all its power if it finds the physical body.

"What it didn't expect was that the donor actually cultivated the breathing method and trapped it, unable to grow up for a while, and unable to leave.

At this time, the old monk smiled, feeling that there was a providence in the dark.

"However, it will not die or die, and the donor is afraid that it will not be able to trap it for many years.

"When the donor goes, it will definitely find the next donor, and continue to eat away at living beings and find the flesh."

"At that time, I don't know if the next benefactor can trap this evil qi like you?"

Without waiting for Li Shangxia to answer, the middle-aged monk next to him shook his head again and again, "The breathing method is easy to say, but it is difficult to do, and it is even more difficult to do it day after day, year after year!"

Li Shangxia smiled helplessly, this evil spirit is immortal and inextinguishable, even if she lives a hundred years, she can only manage it for a hundred years.

The old monk nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Donor, I don't know if you can trap this evil qi forever for the common people?"

"What do you mean by what the master says?"

The old monk explained very seriously:

"Everyone has 'thoughts', even if they die, it will take 7749 days for 'thoughts' to dissipate. "

There is a spell in my door that allows you to deposit 'thoughts' on top of items.

"The donor can bind this evil qi with his thoughts within eight hours before his death, store it on the object, and wait for the next life, and then 'Nian' will find the donor and bring the evil qi with him."

"It's just that this method is afraid that it will be bitter to the donor, and there will be no peace in life and life. "

The old monk clasped his hands together, just said the method, and did not force it.

Li Shangxia was a little puzzled, "Master, this evil qi is not big, why don't we get rid of it?" "

It is a thousand-year-old aura, and the person who excludes it has not yet appeared." The

middle-aged monk on the side also persuaded, "Little donor, if this evil spirit runs to other people, it will definitely harm the world and poison thousands of living beings."

Li Shangxia has long been accustomed to breathing, and she doesn't feel so uncomfortable, she thought of her mother-in-law who was aging to death, as well as several old people in the cottage, and immediately stopped hesitating, nodded and said, "Okay, then I will control it for the rest of my life." The

old monk raised his head in shock, and was silent for a long time, he couldn't imagine that Li Shangxia would agree to this matter.

It's not a lifetime, it's a lifetime, with no end.

He stood up tremblingly, knelt on the ground and bowed three times.

After performing all the rituals, he handed over the spell to Li Shangxia.

Before leaving, he instructed, "Donor, you don't know what year or month the next life will be, but you have to find something that is easy to preserve."

"If so...... I regret it in the future, so I let it be.

Li Shangxia arched his hand, "Master, there will be a period later."

"In the future, you don't have to worry about this mess. The

old monk's heart shook, but he didn't turn around, but just walked forward with his head bored until he disappeared into the street.