Taoist chanting

On the contrary, since junior high school, those classmates who read a few fantasy novels used the nickname "Dao Ke Dao" or "Zhang Banxian" to call him to the university. The bumps and bumps are also smooth, but in the end, there is no girlfriend to hug the New Year, which is more sad.

At this moment, he can only hope that Daozu will open his eyes to his flattery called "Kedao" and help him pass through the gate of hell.

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, name, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always no desire to see the wonder..."

Zhang Kedao had never recited the Taoist scriptures so devoutly before, begging God to give him a chance.

The rhythm and rhythm are natural, and the mysterious characters of Zhuji flow like a stream, flowing over his thin and shrinking figure, which has a very strange and magical effect of tranquility and meditation, which is immediate.

Facing the vicious two-headed monster, he didn't panic.

The luster on the big rooster's feathers was dim and disintegrated, showing the material of jade-like yellow paper, and the running pace gradually slowed down.

There was a faint golden light, and as Zhang Kedao chanted to the fourth sentence, it appeared around him, and the strands disappeared into Zhang Kedao's figure.

When he recited "Look at the wonderful", the golden light on the rooster shone, and the speed suddenly increased to the fastest.

Zhang Kedao has fallen into a strange realm, and he has taken over the control of the golden chicken under him without joy and sorrow.

Even if you see an abnormal golden light, you can turn a blind eye and your mentality is as stable as a rock.

"Hey", the fearless Golden Rooster rushed towards the two-headed monster in the way, with its wings spread, and the feathers on its neck fluffed up. Taking advantage of the moment when the two-headed monster was taken aback by the momentum, the Golden Rooster jumped up and took the lead. With his sharp beak, he pecked at the left eye of the head that the monster pestered at the front.

The beak attacks the claws, the upper and lower pinch strikes are fast and accurate, and one peck makes merit.

"Ouch..."

One eyeball of the two-headed monster was injured, and two tufts of black hair were taken away, and it retreated to the side in pain.

As Zhang Kedao recited "Mysterious and Mysterious, the Door of All Wonders", the golden rooster flapped its wings and flew forward to the abyss-like dark gate of hell. Seeing that it was about to escape, the other head of the huge monster slanted out and took a bite.

The golden rooster was bitten on one side and flew in the air with a stagnant momentum.

Zhang Kedao just finished reciting Chapter 1 of "Tao Te Ching". He wanted to recite Chapter 2, but he paused for a while under the influence, but he couldn't continue.

He woke up from the strange realm and hurriedly called out, "Come on!"

In his soul state, he seems to be able to smell the stench of the ferocious monster in front of him, such an ugly and wrinkled dog face!

The crooked dog's mouth is still drooling, it's disgusting!

Chapter 03 seems to be in the wrong place

As he wished, the golden rooster rushed forward with a burst of strength, "chi la", and its wings were torn apart with a sound.

The golden rooster, who struggled forward and slammed into it, didn't know the pain, slanted and fluttered, dodging the bite of the monster's other head.

Zhang Kedao's heart was hanging. If he had a heart at this time, he would be so nervous that he would forget to recite the scriptures and continue to cheer for the brave golden rooster.

It's so exciting, it's several times more exciting than the first time I spent the night in an old cemetery in a mountain village when I was a teenager and almost scared to pee.

"...Who are you?"

The voice of the soul caller suddenly came out of the broken rooster in the golden light.

It seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and the sound is misty, very strange.

But he could hear a man's voice, not old.

The other party finally realized that he was wrong and asked a question.

Zhang Kedao can't speak in the state of his soul. Even if he can speak, he doesn't dare to respond. A Taoist master who can cast spells in the world to summon souls in the underworld cannot afford to offend him. He is now thinking of escaping back to the world first. tell you later.

It was at this moment that the golden rooster broke into the viscous darkness, and ran forward again with its feet. Every time it fell, it made a hollow stamping "da" sound, the echoes oscillated, and the golden light quickly faded away.

Zhang Kedao was lying on the rooster's back, wishing he could shrunk his figure into the gap of the chicken feathers.

He felt that there were a few slightly bright forks in the road, and he was anxious and only hoped to get out quickly. How did the ghost gate look like, he was like a blind man who was blind, and he didn't have the curiosity to travel in a leisurely mood.

I don't know how long it took, maybe in an instant, Zhang Kedao suddenly felt light on his body.

Although it was still dark in his field of vision, he could see the stars under the night sky, shining so cutely.

"Break out, haha, finally escaped!"

Zhang Kedao almost cried with joy, and the gloomy discomfort around him disappeared completely.

The same darkness made him feel different warmth.

This is the vitality of the world.

It's like a lifetime, it's good to be alive!

The big rooster under him wiped away the last ray of dim golden light, thumping and shrinking quickly, turning into a piece of yellow paper that flutters and rolls, falling down the dark mountain below.

Zhang Kedao ran away from the yellow paper along the wind, waving his fuzzy arms, saying goodbye to the yellow paper that helped him get out of trouble.

He is happy at the moment, let him be happy for a while.

Let's think about where the soul is and how to find it later.

Being able to escape from the underworld is a great fortune, it is the accumulation of virtue by the ancestors, and the blessing of the Taoist ancestors.

It was many chances and coincidences that made his life undeserving.

A vague palm suddenly appeared in the air, emitting a faint light in the night, the size of a windmill, the yellow paper that was about to fall to the top of the mountain strayed upwards into the palm, and at the same time, there was a strange voice that I couldn't understand, which shook the air like water. fluctuation.

Such a strange change shocked Zhang Kedao, who had been flying dozens of meters away.

Did the guy in the underworld chase it out?

He reacted quickly, he was the master of spell casting and summoning!

Haosheng's mysterious and unpredictable methods are simply unheard of, much more cool and mysterious than the special effects of Wumao played on TV.

Zhang Kedao was so frightened that he forgot that he was in a state of soul at this time. He didn't dare to breathe or even move, for fear of attracting the attention of the other party. The other party was angry that he had broken the soul-evoking thing, but he had no way to argue, and there was no way to argue.

He just wanted to stay away from this kind of terrifying trouble, instead of thanking him face-to-face, no thanks.

A gust of wind, like a wave, swept away the fluttering soul.

The fuzzy palm roamed for a while in that area, but did not find any clues, and finally disappeared boringly.

Zhang Kedao fled with the wind. It took a long time for him to realize that the danger was lifted before he dared to move at will. He easily escaped from the wind and fell to the dark and dimly lit buildings on the right under the mountain.

As they got closer, Zhang Kedao laughed dumbly. The buildings in this place are very retro.

Narrow stone streets, white walls and black tiles, overhanging eaves and flying corners, carved beams and painted buildings, the tallest wooden buildings are only two stories, and there are a few coarse cloth covers used by ancient inns and restaurants to attract customers. He didn't recognize the ghostly characters that were written on the cover.

Which unsophisticated copycat film and television base is it?

Zhang Kedao fell into the air in the middle of the street at the same level as the store's plaque, and identified it carefully.

The boxy square characters on the top, as well as the plaque on the opposite side, and the words on the plaque next to the shop are clearly written with a brush and then carved and painted with tools. Not a word was recognized.

What kind of magic modified Chinese character is this?

A black dog came out of the dog hole in the yard next to it, and suddenly startled, it barked into the air with its tail tucked into the air.

In an instant, as if getting a signal, many dogs in the small town barked and barked fiercely.

They want to tell the sleeping people that dirty things have been found invading the town.

Zhang Kedao was at a loss but instinctively avoided the dark place. He felt a little bad. It reminded him of the weird language accompanied by the shadow of the palm before. He seemed to have come to a strange place similar to ancient China but not Chinese civilization.

The strange thing is that in the Nether Realm, he can clearly understand the words of the soul caller, so how did he change when he came out?

How does this allow him to find his body and restore his yang?

Even if there is some kind of secret connection between his soul and his body, they are not in the same time and space.

Time waits for no one. Before the sun rises, it is best for him to let his soul rest, otherwise he will be in big trouble. According to the uncommon knowledge he learned as an amateur Taoist priest, if he cannot return to the sun within three days, he will become a wanderer. Lonely ghost.

Moreover, having to return to the sun one day every night will cause great harm to his soul and body.

As he retreated, there were a few mumbled curses from the town, and the barking of dogs gradually subsided.

Zhang Kedao couldn't understand the meaning of swearing and scolding at all. Based on his years of experience in "Jianghu" during his college days and in society, it was not one of the most difficult dialects in southern China.

There was the sound of a clapper, "Boom—boom, boom, boom!"

It was four beeps, one slow and three fast, accompanied by shouts that dragged the old voice that could not be understood.

Zhang Kedao carefully counted the repeated beating sounds three times, and sighed silently. The customs in this place are similar to those in ancient China, so it is already the fourth watch, around 02:30 in the morning, and there is not much time left for him.

Zhang Kedao was so impatient that he recited "Qing Xin Jue" silently three times in a row before calming down and thinking about countermeasures.

After a while, Zhang Kedao, who did not give up, decided to look forward to the town again.

This is a matter of life and death, and it should not be sloppy.

Chapter 04 Why is a Taoist a Taoist?

After running around in the night-shrouded wilderness for about an hour, the sound of the rooster crowing urged Zhang Kedao not to slack off. He flew for at least sixty or seventy miles in a row, checked the four towns along the official road, and even sneaked into the town for two I have seen it in the study of a big family without Taoist talismans and door gods.

After many investigations, Zhang Kedao had to admit the fact that he went to the wrong studio and broke into an unfamiliar time and space.

I really can’t laugh or cry, how many of the famous ghost gates in the underworld still fail?

No, it should be the fork in the exit from the ghost gate, which is commonly known as the "Yangguan Road".

If it hadn't been for an escape from the underworld, no one would believe it. There are countless yangguan roads leading to the yang world.

Zhang Kedao, who has always had a calm personality, was almost so depressed that he scolded God for making fun of honest people.

There is a god standing three feet above his head, he doesn't know whether it is fate or fate?

The joy of escaping from birth was exhausted. If the Qingxin Art hadn't worked on him in the state of the soul, he would have lost half of his sanity and turned into a screaming ghost.

Calm down, must calm down!

Zhang Kedao recited the Taoist scriptures silently for a while, calmed down his despairing emotions, and regained his composure.

Even if the situation is rare in a century, it can be met by him stepping on dog shit again and again, and complaining about others can't solve any problems, so the only way is to borrow the corpse to return to the sun. This is a helpless move. Before dawn, we must find a suitable the "host".

He had just escaped from the Netherworld, if he hadn't been guided or rescued, he wouldn't have been able to enter the Underworld again.

The underworld is not run by his family, except for certain times, you can't just go in and out if you want.

Zhang Kedao didn't dare to waste time. Even though it was extremely difficult to return a dead body, time was extremely scarce, and he hadn't had to shop around to pick and choose, he had to face it with a firm heart.

In order to survive!

On the way he had just searched all the way, he actually noticed who set up a mourning hall to do Baifa, but he didn't expect it to be really useful.

Going back to the mountain village of Sanli Duo in the nearest town, there is a family with white lanterns and a white cloth shed that is eye-catching even in the middle of the night. Zhang Kedao sighed and turned to go to the dark place, hoping to be a young, strong and handsome man.

But don't be an old woman, otherwise you will die again in a few years, and you have to change gender, and no one can stand it.

He also didn't want to wait to scare his filial sons and grandsons to death and scare the whole family into the nest, but there is no way, it's better to die than to live, let's take it as a funeral and a happy event.

I hope his luck is better than that of Tieguai Li, Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun!

After traveling for a long time, Zhang Kedao had already discovered that his soul strength was not as strong as it was in the Nether Realm. He figured out that it must be because he consumed too much when controlling the golden rooster to break through the ghost gate. He was exhausted at the moment and just wanted to find a "staying place" early It's good to have a rest.

Soon after arriving at the village beside the official road, Zhang Kedao went straight to the spiritual shed that attracted him instinctively.

But in the open shed, there were two walking together dressed as Taoist priests.

An old man was holding a law enforcement bell, and he was chanting some scriptures without knowing what scriptures he was chanting. Another young man, probably his apprentice, was holding a ruler in his hand and making noises in response. Three other men in linen and filial piety knelt in front of the brazier, burning a few pieces of paper from time to time. Yellow money paper or paper ingots folded into the shape of ingots.

Trouble, this is going to be an all-night practice.

Zhang Kedao felt the intimidation of the invisible sound wave when the old Taoist priest shook the Dharma clock, and then saw the black-framed portrait above the mourning hall. It was a thin old man drawn with a brush, with a stiff smile. It was far away, he hesitated.

Is it here to waste time waiting for the Taoist priest to practice and rest, so that he can return to Yang in the gap?

Or take some time to look elsewhere?

Breaking in like this is definitely not going to work, there are several places inside that are threatening to him.

In addition, the old Taoist priest seemed to be a little bit virtuous, and he would not be able to get any good by force, but would be beaten by others.

Suddenly, the half-closed eyes of the old Taoist priest, who seemed to be sleeping and raving, opened his eyes, reflecting the candlelight like lightning, and glanced at the dark place outside the shed. After a flash, Tongue Chunlei shouted:

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Two of the filial sons kneeling in front of the fire pan couldn't help but secretly dozed off. One of the young ones was suddenly frightened and almost fell into the pot. The middle-aged man next to him grabbed him and yelled at him in a low voice.

Zhang Kedao is busy flying to high places. In the eyes of living people, he is invisible and transparent, but those with Taoism can sense his existence, as well as children with extremely low anger, or dogs and cats with unique spirituality. Wait until you can see souls and ghosts.

That old Taoist priest was not easy to mess with, that sudden invisible attack hit a vague wandering ghost who was peeping, and scattered most of the wandering ghosts who were only acting on instinct, leaving only a small group the size of a fist to escape in embarrassment.

Zhang Kedao noticed that the old Taoist priest's eyes should be aware of his existence, and he was beating ghosts and bluffing souls.