Collection of strange powers and chaotic gods

During the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a wealthy family named Li in Guangxi. They were extremely wealthy in the area, with vast hectares of fertile land and mountains of gold and silver treasures.

People who have money still want to be powerful. It's a pity that the Li family's talents have withered, and no one of his descendants can pass the imperial examination and become an official.

In desperation, the head of the Li family of this generation spent money to buy an official for his only son, called Tongpan.

This official position is equivalent to the current deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city. It doesn't matter whether it's big or small.

Mr. Li was so proud that people called him the official title of "Tongjian". Over time, people almost forgot what his nickname was, and they only knew that he was Li Tongpan.

I don’t know whether it’s because the feng shui of the Li family’s ancestral tomb is wrong or because the source of his family’s wealth is unknown. Anyway, the population is not prosperous.

Li Tongpan's parents married him a total of seven wives, but they failed to give birth to a single child.

The old couple was extremely depressed and soon passed away.

Li Tongxuan lived with his huge family fortune and seven wives. Even now, even So-and-so Cong couldn't compare with him.

It's a pity that he was weak since he was a child and couldn't bear the torment of his seven wives. He soon became ill and couldn't be cured even after consulting famous doctors. He died in Hexi not long after! Only twenty-seven years old!

There is an old servant of the Li family who has served the family for three generations. He has always been loyal and regards Li Tongpan as his own son.

Seeing Li Tongpan die of illness at a young age, he was heartbroken.

On this day, the old servant and Li Tongpan's wives took care of his funeral affairs together.

While he was busy with other things, a Taoist priest came into Li's house and came to ask for alms with an alms book in his hand.

The old servant angrily scolded: "You, a Taoist priest, don't care about the situation of alms. Our master is young and just passed away. He is busy doing religious things now. How can he have time to talk to you?!"

The Taoist priest was well-educated and didn't get angry when he was scolded. He smiled and said, "If you ignore me, I'm afraid you will regret it! Do you want your master to live again? I can do something to bring him back to life!"

Can the dead come back to life?

The old servant was shocked. Could this Taoist priest be a god? Are you here to save the Li family?

He didn't bother to say hello to the Taoist priest, stumbled towards the inner palace, and told the ladies what had happened.

When the seven people heard this, they were all surprised and happy, thinking that the Li family's good luck had come and that gods had come to save them.

He quickly ran out with the old servant and wanted to see the gods.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest had left and disappeared.

The ladies couldn't help but complain about the old servant, why he couldn't keep anyone, and blamed him for neglecting the gods.

The old servant felt aggrieved. How could he make the decision regarding such a big matter? Of course I have to come in and ask the mistresses for instructions and reports.

The ladies buried each other's grievances again and came out late. Everyone felt sorry for each other.

I thought it was over like this.

Not long after, the old servant went to the street to buy something and met the Taoist priest again.

The old servant was overjoyed, grabbed his Taoist robe tightly, begged him, begged the Taoist priest to forgive him for his previous neglect, and cried out to him to save his master.

The Taoist priest said sternly: "It's not that I don't want your family master to be resurrected. The Underworld has a rule: the number of places on the life and death book is fixed, and you must die once in your life! If you want to resurrect your family master, you must have someone willing to take his place. Just die. When I mentioned this matter in your house, you left immediately. I thought maybe no one in your house was willing to die for him, so I left."

The old servant quickly said: "We don't know about this situation. If I leave without greeting you, I have to report to the mistress. How can I, a servant, make the decision on such a matter? Master, please come back to the house with me to discuss it." .”

With that said, he dragged the Taoist priest back home and told the ladies exactly what the Taoist priest said.

The wives were very happy when they first heard that the old servant had invited the Taoist priest back. But when they heard that someone was going to die in Li Tongpan's place, they were all afraid and unwilling. They looked at each other and stopped talking.

When the old servant saw this, he was heartbroken and said resolutely: "It is human nature for all the mistresses to be young and unwilling to die. The spirit of the master in heaven will not bury your injustice; the old slave is already old and has already died. He is about to die, so let me die for the master!"

The ladies were filled with gratitude.

The old servant came out and asked the priest: "Is it okay for me to die for the master?"

The Taoist priest said: "If you have no regrets and no fear, then you can!"

The old servant looked down upon death and said firmly: "Of course I have no regrets and no fear!"

The Taoist priest said: "That's enough! I want you to sincerely consider the family and repay the kindness of the family! You can go and say goodbye to your relatives and friends! I will start the practice here. The process will take three days and seven days later. It will be effective. By then, your family master will be able to be resurrected!"

The old servant was overjoyed. He left the Taoist priest behind and worshiped him with the highest courtesy every morning and evening.

And he himself went to the homes of relatives and friends, indicating that in order to repay the kindness of the master's family, he wanted to die for the master of the family.

Relatives and friends said all kinds of things, some ridiculed him for being stupid, some respected him for his loyalty and benevolence, some persuaded him to change his mind, and some ridiculed him for being sensational and untrustworthy. He said he has made up his mind and will never change it.

Finally, I said goodbye to everyone with tears one by one!

When I was going home, I passed by a Holy Emperor Temple. He usually went to this temple to offer incense and make offerings. Now he thought that he was about to pass away, so he would go and offer incense one last time.

Entering the temple, he burned incense in front of the Holy Emperor, then knelt down and prayed: "This old slave is going to die for the family master soon. I hope the Holy Emperor will open his eyes, help the Taoist priests, and let the Yin Si release the soul of the family master, so that the family master can die." Can be resurrected!"

Before the old servant finished praying, a barefoot monk came over, stood in front of the incense table, and scolded him: "You are so confused! You have provoked monsters and monsters, and you don't even know it! You look like you are full of monsters, and you are going to be in trouble soon." It’s coming!”

The old servant was shocked and asked: "Is this true?"

The barefoot monk said: "Monks don't lie! I'm here to save you. Just do as I say. There's no need to ask any questions. The secret must not be revealed!"

The old servant hurriedly said: "Thank you Bodhisattva for saving my life!"

The barefoot monk took out a paper bag and gave it to him, and said: "If you take it out in a critical moment, it will save your life!"

After saying that, the person suddenly disappeared.

The old servant was horrified, thinking that he had met a god.

When he got home, he was still thinking uneasily: Could this Taoist priest really be a monster? What if he can really resurrect the head of the family?

You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must not have the intention to guard against others. I'll first see what the barefoot monk gave me. It won't hurt to make some more preparations.

The old servant opened the paper bag and looked inside. There was a piece of yellow paper with five dragon claw-like talismans drawn on it, and there was also a rope. He couldn't see any clue, so he wrapped it up again and put it in his arms.

Soon, the three-day period for the Taoist priest to practice the method expired.

He asked the old servant to move his bed into Li Tongpan's mourning hall, with the bedside facing Li Tongpan's coffin. Then the door of the mourning hall was locked with an iron lock from the outside, and only a small hole was cut in the door to facilitate the delivery of food to the old servant.

The Taoist priest, together with Li Tongpan's wives, built an altar not far from the mourning hall and chanted sutras and mantras on it.

The old servant began to wonder, why should the chanting be done outside the mourning hall instead of in the mourning hall? What do you mean by locking the door?

He lay on the bed for a long time, and there was no movement at all. He was no different from usual, and he became even more suspicious.

While he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a rustling sound under the bed. When I lowered my head, I saw two dark figures jumping out of the ground: both had green eyes, deep-set eye sockets, and their bodies were covered with short hair. They were about two feet tall, and their heads were as big as wheels. .

The nigger stared at the old servant with blazing eyes, walking around Li Tongpan's coffin while looking at him. After walking around for a while, he found a gap in the coffin lid, opened his mouth and bit it with his teeth.

I saw that the gap was getting bigger and bigger. The old servant heard a coughing sound in the coffin, which seemed to be Li Tongpan's voice, and thought to himself: Could it be that the master of the house is really resurrected?

The two niggas stepped forward and pushed aside the coffin board, and helped a man from the coffin to stand up, who looked like Li Tongpan. But he was still weak and looked sick, not as lively as he had been when he was sick.

The two black men kept massaging "Li Tongpan's" belly with their hands, and gradually he could make sounds from his mouth.

The old servant saw that the man looked similar to Li Tongpan, but the voice that came out of his mouth was that of the Taoist priest. I felt very sad in my heart: This Taoist priest is really a demon, he actually took over the body of the family master! It seems that the words of the Holy Emperor have come true. The family master cannot be saved!

We must not let this demon succeed. The critical moment that the barefoot monk said should be right now! He hurriedly reached out and took out the paper bag from his arms and threw it out.

The paper package exploded, and the yellow paper inside emitted a dazzling light. The five dragon claws painted on it turned into a huge golden dragon, several feet long. Dragon Claw grabbed the old servant from the bed and tied him to the beam of the mourning hall with the rope in the paper bag.

The old servant was shocked and frightened. Be brave enough to look down from above.

I saw the two little niggas helping "Li Tongpan" walk out of the coffin and walked to the bed where the old servant was sleeping, and found that he was gone.

"Li Tongpan" stamped his feet and beat his chest, shouting in the voice of a Taoist priest: "The method failed!"

The two little niggas became ferocious and aggressively searched the house for the old servant. I searched everywhere, but no one was there.

"Li Tongpan" became furious and furious. He tore the old servant's bedding and mosquito net to pieces and smashed the bed.

This little nigger accidentally looked up and found the old servant tied to the beam. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. He quickly told "Li Tongpan".

"Li Tongpan" and the two little black guys jumped up together and went to catch the old servant from the rafters.

Just when "Li Tongpan"'s hand was about to catch the old servant, he heard a muffled thunder. The old servant felt dizzy and the rope that was helping him fell off automatically. When he woke up, he had fallen to the ground. And that "Li Tongpan" disappeared at some point, and the coffin lid was restored to its original state, as if it had never been opened.

The two little niggas also thundered and disappeared.

Hearing the shocking noise in the mourning hall, the seven ladies hurried over and opened the door to see what was going on.

The old servant was frightened and told everything he saw.

All the ladies were also amazed!

They hurriedly ran together to see the Taoist priest, and saw that the Taoist priest had been struck to death by thunder on the altar. There were seventeen big characters written in sulfur on the corpse: "The evil way changes its shape through refining, greedy for money and sex, and the rule of heaven is like a law and order!"

Everyone suddenly realized!

The Taoist priest was indeed a demon. He practiced demon magic and tried to resurrect Li Tongpan's wealth and many beautiful wives and concubines!

The old servant was so happy! Fortunately, I have always been virtuous and good, loyal to my master, and I even believe that there are gods three feet above my head, so the Holy Emperor appeared and let the barefoot monk save everyone!