Chapter 105 [A pillar of demon incense protects the soul]

The so-called soul is not the extinction of the physical body, but naturally free from the Yin body of the Yin and Yang spirits of the Taoist spirits; it is the soul of the living person, who is completely free from the flesh, and is weak and unrequited. Don’t talk about wind, thunder, rain, and lightning. Even if you escape at quiet night, you will also have the trouble of ashes...

In front of Wen Liangyu, Zhang Dong naturally could not tell the story of He Xiu's fate. This is not only a matter of superstition or not, but also a conversation about fate in front of the students. If it affects everyone's enterprising spirit, it would be a great sin.

So Zhang Dong just said that he was not sure, so he rude, and He Xiu didn't ask, but Wang Zhan looked at him a few more times, obviously not believing him.

When he arrived at the self-study class, Zhang Dong slipped out and quickly entered the "invisible" state. He tried his best to speed and headed out of the mountain.

He has made great progress in his kung fu in the past two years. Just talking about martial arts, he is also a master in the early stage of Baodan. Once he has launched his full strength, it is like a monster in the novel that takes advantage of the wind, and even his heels are not touching the ground. Ordinary vehicles may not be able to escape him.

After walking more than 100 kilometers of mountain road, he arrived at the town outside. Zhang Dong cut ten kilograms of raw meat, beat two kilograms of Laobaigan, and bought pork head meat, yellow beef, peanuts and other foods at a cooked vegetable shop. Then he turned around and returned.

When I rushed back to Sanjia Store, it was already past five o'clock, and I went back and forth two hundred forty or fifty kilometers. Even Zhang Dong had to run for nearly three hours.

When I walked into the gate of the He family, I saw Wang Zhan and Wen Liangyu washing vegetables and rice. It seemed that they were preparing supper.

Wang Zhan looked at him at first sight and greeted Lao Zhang with a giggle. Have you run to the place? Hey, pork head, peanuts, and old wine, damn, where did you get these good?"

Although the three stores are shops, they actually don’t even have raw butchers. To buy these, you have to go outside the mountain.

Wen Liangyu also left. Looking at the braised pork in Zhang Dong's hand, she couldn't help licking her lips, Yes, Zhang Dong, where did you buy these?"

"Haha, isn't this greedy? I ran out of the village and didn't expect that I was lucky. I caught the passing car. I bought it all in the town."

"Then your luck is so good that Lao Zhang is. Even if you take a ride when you go, you can get on the bus when you go, you can get on the bus when you go, tsk..."

Wang Zhan smiled like a fox, and Zhang Dong's words could deceive a beauties like Wen Liangyu who don't understand the professional field after leaving. Where rabbits do not shit like Sanjiadian, there are not many cars passing by in a day, so you can catch up?

However, Wang Zhan only needs to eat something, and he is too lazy to expose his childhood friend's lies.

"It smells so good, is it the old man from the town?"

Dad He walked out of the north house staggeredly, looked at the cooked vegetables and old wine in Zhang Dong's hand, and couldn't help but sniff.

"Haha, Mr. He, we live here, I'm troubled you. I'm especially filial to you." Zhang Dong laughed and let me drink some of us?"

"Zhang Dong, Wang Zhan, you are still students, how can you drink white wine?" Wen Liangyu frowned her beautiful eyebrows. She had not forgotten Teacher Fan's instructions.

"It's related? For example, we can marry in the mountains, let alone drink?" Zhang Dong laughed at Mr. He, don't you think?"

"Good words." Dad He also laughed happily, and sat down at the stone table in the yard with a big sword. Those who can drink are real boys. Don't worry, come on, classmate Zhang and classmate Wang, let's drink."

"You men can do it, I can drink it too?"

Wen Liangyu snatched a cup from Wang Zhan and put it in front of him with a "bang", which made him feel a bit heroic.

After a few glasses of wine, the old man Zhang Dong was not only not surprised, but was quite talkative, so he found an opportunity to ask Mr. He, don’t you ask Brother He to come out for a few glasses?"

"No need, since I was 18th birthday, I have become weird and can't get along with people. During the day, I'm not only loving to go to school, but also being stuck at home, and calling him a disappointment."

Dad He said with a smile, no sadness was seen on his face.

Zhang Dong saw it strangely and was about to ask a question.

Wen Liangyu answered the old man. I studied medicine. I think He Xiu may have an intermittent mental illness. Fortunately, it is not serious at the moment. If it is treated early, there is still hope of curing it. Is your family’s financial conditions? Why don’t you take him to the city for medical treatment?"

Zhang Dong and Wang Zhan also looked at Dad He, which was exactly what they wanted to ask.

"Haha, nowadays, the hospital is selling steel pots and refrigerators, can it still be reliable?"

Dad He smiled indifferently, it was okay. He would be fine when it should be better. My old man is a tough life and will definitely turn bad luck into good fortune and bring good fortune to death..."

Huh?

Zhang Dong was stunned when he heard this. Could this old man He Xiu be a man with a four-yang fate and can survive even if he hits a train?

"Old man, you shouldn't live, this is all feudal superstition." Wen Liangyu began to persuade and educate.

"That's not necessarily Wen. It must be based on the words of Uncle this. Do you think it's right, Mr. He?"

Zhang Dong flattered with a smile and poured another glass of cat pee on the old man.

"Of course, I'll tell you..."

Dad He raised his neck and drank the wine. As soon as he got drunk, he started talking too much. When He Xiu was just one year old, a veteran of the Youfang came to the three stores. It was so accurate to tell fortunes to people. This living god had seen it. He said that He Xiu was a big life and had no danger in his life. Even if he encountered some illness and trouble, it would sooner or later, otherwise I would be so relieved?"

"Old Master?"

Zhang Dong continued to ask Uncle He, do you still remember the old man's appearance and dress?" He didn't jump.

"Don't remember? This old man is quite tall, 1.8 meters tall, with a black face, and a tuft of black hair on his left chin..."

Dad He recalled that I remember his eyes were quite cold, which made people get goosebumps. He also held a black banner in his hand, but the banner was covered and the pattern was not visible. My nose was the most sensible, and I could smell the fishy smell on the banner. I guess this old Taoist loves to eat mutton and beef? But although this old Taoist looks ugly, it is really accurate to count his fortune. Even the little miscarriage in our village has been right... "

This old Taoist has an ugly face and is holding a strange banner?

Zhang Dong frowned slightly. It is said that the appearance is born from the heart. Although people cannot be judged by their appearance, and true loyalty and treason may not be consistent with their appearance, but a monk who looks like this is probably not a good way.

He Xiu, a noble man with the Four Yang Destiny, was encountered by this old Taoist when he just turned one year old. This is not a good thing...

Talk and laugh, and eat a meal until after eight o'clock in the evening. The two pounds of 60-degree Laobaigan were drunk. The four of them had to drink it all.

When Mr. He got up, his steps were a little staggering; Wen Liangyu was also blushing and had already begun to give advice and criticize the country. Fortunately, Zhang Dong stopped him early, otherwise this beauty might have made the mistake of starting a route.

After all, he persuaded the two drunken guests of the old and the young to take a sleep. When Zhang Dong returned to the room, Wang Zhan was already snoring and slept like a dead pig.

"This guy is still greedy for alcohol and has not cultivated enough."

With Wang Zhan’s kung fu, it is not difficult to use his skills to force out the alcohol, but this guy just doesn’t do it, it’s clear that he wants to enjoy the feeling of being drunk.

This is a drunkard embryo. Zhang Dong couldn't help but shake his head and smile. No wonder many Taoist virtues have been fascinated by this cup. Even the mythical and legendary Queen Mother's peach banquet cannot be separated from jade liquid and nectar. It seems that wine is loved by all immortals and mortals, and Taibai loves it alone...

But it's good, this guy will not affect his plan after sleeping.

Zhang Dong didn't use Taoist methods, but just followed the method of qi and blood urging transport taught by Uncle Wang Liang. After a few weeks, he turned the wine in his abdomen into a sweat. Then he lit the sandalwood, sent out the Yin God, and quietly went to the north house where He Xiu lived...

The north house where He Xiu and Dad He lived was separated by wooden boards in the middle, and Dad He lived in Dongshou. Dad He had already fallen asleep, but He Xiu did not fall asleep, but sat on the bed with his back against the wall, staring at the alarm clock placed on the head of the bed without blinking.

There was an old-fashioned light bulb with 5 lights on the room. Under the dim light, one of his face looked particularly white, and his two dark eyes were still moving, creating a strange atmosphere.

Thinking of his experience during the day, Zhang Dong did not dare to act rashly, but leaned on the northwest corner of the room, silently staring at this young man with the fate of four Yangs.

Youdao is "a scholar who reads at night and looks forward to a female ghost." But isn't this tough brother He thinking about a female ghost or a vixen?

Maybe the waiting was too painful, Zhang Dong joked.

Unfortunately, he couldn't laugh out loud.

"Dingding..."

The alarm clock rang.

Before we knew it, it was already zero. It was the time when the yang energy fell, the yin energy rose, and the ghosts, foxes and monsters appeared.

He Xiu quickly pressed the alarm clock and took out a plate of black incense from the drawer of the bedside table.

"Hmm? It smells so bad, pungent and fishy. This... This is a demonic fragrance made by using bone powder and corpse oil as the base material, coupled with the masterless wandering soul who died tragically, using the method of the side door."

Even though the Yin God came out of his body, Zhang Dong still felt a chill, and he never thought that He Xiu, who had a kind heart and made good wishes, would actually hide such a magical thing that rebelled against the laws of heaven and human ethics.

This fragrance has been seen in the Taoist books. Although Zhang Dong has seen it for the first time, it is absolutely impossible to use it because of the smell.

After He Xiu took out the magic incense, he nagged for a while and then took out a box of matches and lit the incense...

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Chapter 105 [A pillar of demon incense protects the soul]

Chapter 105 [A pillar of demon incense protects the soul]
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