Pursuing Immortality

When the elders died, the younger generations had to wear hemp and filial piety, which differed according to their blood origins.

Grandchildren should wear a filial piety hat, while female dependents wear filial piety towels. Nephew generations must wear two horns of filial piety, and female dependents also wear filial piety towels. As for the pro-son, you have to wrap a white cloth around your head and tie it in the front left, commonly known as "twisted horn".

The thing in front of the cloth is white cloth, brick is red brick, three feet of cloth wrapped around a part of the brick, and just knotted.

Looking at this object, everyone at the scene was cold. Wu Chao even made a slam and dropped him, and he couldn't afford to fall.

"Can it be a triumph?"

The two monks glanced at each other, and it was initially determined that the matter had exceeded their own scope. They contacted their superiors quickly and notified Qingcheng Mountain Tianshi Cave.

In the afternoon, a group of men and women came from each side, both of them were innate monks.

The name of Qingcheng Mountain is Wu Zhenzi, who is in his forties and is a high performer. He supported the brick with a whisk, looked at it for a moment, and nodded, "It is indeed a triumph!"

The disgust (read pressure) victory is derived from ancient witchcraft and has a long history.

To put it simply, it uses some props and specific forms, such as peach version, Cao Ren, jade card, bronze coins, etc., to achieve a curse.

The curse is the core of the triumph. The famous seven-headed arrows book in "The Romance of the Gods" has obvious signs of triumph.

Generally speaking of this thing, the impression is extremely bad. In fact, it also divides people. Good people perform operations, and they are blessings and disasters, while bad people perform operations.

"In the early days of recovery, I heard about this kind of tricks, and then I didn't hear about it ... when did such a triumphant master emerge?" The official monk was also surprised.

"Brick Dai Xiao, who wears Xiao Xiao exclusively, tricks people into hiding in their walls, and their loved ones will die one after another, and the funeral will continue. This is a means of destroying the door, and it is extremely vicious.

Wuzheng turned to Wu Chao and asked, "Are you sure you have no revenge?"

"..."

Wu Chao said nothing, almost stupid. The cousin reluctantly replied, "We have always been our own family. How can we have the courage to blame people? Besides, this brick was asked from Qingcheng Mountain ..."

"Are you saying that Ben Guan is murderous?" Wuzheng frowned.

"Dare, dare not!" The cousin quickly repared.

Wu Zhenzi said again, "But since I got it from my own perspective, I will go back and do a thorough investigation and give you an explanation. Is it better to destroy this thing now?"

"Brother is sure?" The official monk asked.

"Fortunately, this object may have used some blinding eyes to change the bricks, and it is normal for mortals to detect."

He said okay, but he was full of confidence, and immediately he found a wok and poured oil on fire. After a while, the oil pan boiled, and there was a noise from Zi La Zi La.

He took another rune and stuck it to the brick, chanted in his mouth, and threw it away.

boom!

The bricks fell into the oil pan, and there were wailings, sounding like a ghost, and at the same time a black smoke was raised, with a stench. After frying for a long time, Gomako expressed his joy and said, "Well, this mana has been removed."

With that, he pointed his finger a little, the pan was off, and only a scorched brick was lying inside.

Officials immediately cleaned up the mess, and the two corpses were also cast to soothe their faces, without any bruises on their faces, looking serene and peaceful.

"Let's bury the second old man first, we will do our best to find the killer and notify you as soon as there is news," the monk advised.

"..."

Wu Chao was dumbfounded, unheard of it, and when he saw the crowd going, he suddenly burst into a hatred of Qingcheng Mountain. How could you have suffered tragedy if you had n’t put a note? And the Flying Cloud View, and that Taoist, you are all from Qingcheng Mountain!

He was introverted by nature, he did not dare to reveal his hatred, and kept his head silent.

Officials are not good enough to persuade and leave in silence. Wuzheng was even more indifferent. He just put away the black brick and took it back as a witness.

…………

Qingcheng Mountain, Tianshi Cave.

This view was built during the great cause of the Sui Dynasty. It was surrounded by mountains on three sides, and one faced with cymbals. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, it was repaired and expanded again, and the scale was even more magnificent.

According to legend, Zhang Daoling once preached the scriptures here, so in the cave is Zhang Daoling and his thirty generation Sun Xujing Heavenly Master statue. There is also an ancient ginkgo tree in front of the cave, which is about 70 meters high and has reached more than 1,800 years of age. It is said that it was planted by Zhang Tianshi.

At this moment, the abbot Go Akiko is under the tree, talking to Go Manko about the triumph.

"I just asked Yuan and his mentor, he did give Wu Chao a few days ago, and I asked for one."

Wu Zhenzi took the yellow amulet and placed it on the stone table. Wu Mingzi swept away, and nodded, "Yuanhe is dull and can only take care of the foothills, but his diligence and hard work are well known. Although this amulet is not perfect, There are also seven or eight results, it should be fine. "

"Since it's not Yuanhe, it may be that Wu Chao was unconsciously dropped off on his way home. It's not difficult for him to talk about ordinary things."

"Well, I don't know who Chao Chao got into, but this poisonous hand."

They both agreed that something had happened on the way home, and they did not consider it to be an intruder. Because holy places such as Maoshan, Wudang, and Qingcheng, Daoyuan will arrange large arrays, and those with unhealthy breaths are not allowed to enter, let alone make trouble in the interior.

"Brother, do we continue to track down?" Wuzheng asked.

"Although it has nothing to do with Yuanhe, it is after all a sign of fiction ..."

Wu Mingzi thought for a while, and said, "Keep on investigating, then Wu Chao is also a poor man. You can destroy this disgusting thing completely, and don't want to regenerate the incident."

"Yes!"

Wuzheng said goodbye to the abbot, left on his own, turned around the mountain road, and came to a quiet place.

He took out the brick, wrapped it with dust, pinched it with his right hand, and shouted!

The brick immediately burst into a blue flame, but the dust was not damaged. About half a minute Zhong Guangjing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The brick gradually melted and finally disappeared.

Wuzheng nodded, and walked away, but he didn't find the void, and suddenly a ray of black gas burst into the ground, disappearing into the ground.

...

In Wu Chao ’s view, it was a major event that destroyed the family, but in Qingcheng Mountain ’s view, it was just a small storm.

After more than a dozen days, the fasting in all parts of the country ended, and a wave of popularity was harvested. Qingcheng Mountain is no exception. With various activities for the benefit of the people, the prestige value in Bashu has soared.

Wu Chao is looking forward to the news every day, and the official and Wuzheng have indeed checked, but there is no clue. Not to mention now, even in the era when there was no extraordinary power before, headless cases are piled up every year.

This day and night, the quiet room.

Wuzheng read several Tao Scriptures and sat down on the couch as usual to practice quietly. Speaking of which, he is also a disciple of the Taoist Academy. He has two choices when he is congenital: either stay or let go.

He knew that his qualifications were average and it was useless to stay, so he came to Tianshi Cave and became a high-powered mage. Compared with the boring life of Daoyuan, this place is very nourishing and admired.

The night was quiet and the mountains were fine.

In the summer of June, the land of Shu was already very hot, and Wuzheng operated the meditation method. He cycled around the sky again and again without any impact.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, a small shriek came into his ear. He didn't want to bother, but the voice became denser.

Wuzheng closed his eyes and listened for a moment to recognize the direction, and flew to the backyard of the palace. There is a big house, which is a warehouse for storing rice, vegetables, fruits, and meat.

With a very bad hunch, he shoved the door open, and was immediately startled by the scene in front of him, only to feel that the spine was trembling, but he was standing on the spot.

(And at night ...)