Daoist has facial paralysis

"Yi Bei, wake up," Zhou Yi Bei was gently pushed, woke up, and got out of the car listlessly.

The front desk of the hotel looked at the two people who walked in, and the first reaction was to glance outside, it was indeed dark, "Did you come from the tunnel?"

"Well, is there a problem?" Dongxinan smiled softly. Even though the little girl at the front desk had seen many men, she couldn't help feeling a little nympho when she saw the Taoist priest. She said everything, "Everyone It is said that the tunnel is not clean, someone will always see three ghosts in white clothes there, and then they will keep circling in the tunnel until dawn."

"It's probably a lie to lie to the little girl, do you believe it?" The voice of the Southwest Taoist priest made the girl at the front desk shudder, her head was dizzy, and she smiled idiotically.

"We want to book a room," Zhou Yibei squeezed to the front desk in a Taoist coat, blocking the girl's sight, and tightly protecting his uncle's beauty.

"Well, let me see..." The girl came back to her senses, lowered her head and clicked the mouse a few times, "There is only one room left, it is an apartment-style double room with two beds, [-] nights, do you want to stay? "

"Well," Zhou Yibei hurriedly handed over his ID card and cash, and took the room card after completing the registration.

"Need breakfast service or wake-up call?"

"No need," Zhou Yibei shook his head and turned around to leave, but Dongxinan held him back, "I'll go buy you something to eat, don't fall asleep when you get up."

Zhou Yibei froze for a moment, then nodded, "Got it."

After eating the noodles bought by the Taoist priest, Zhou Yibei huddled in his coat and half-knocked his eyes.

Dongxinan was sitting next to him playing with a piece of blood-stained white jade. Yi Bei took a look at it. His uncle seemed to like that piece of jade very much. After leaving him, he always put it on his body and took it out to play with it from time to time.

"Uncle, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning? I'll make breakfast for you," Zhou Yibei felt uncomfortable looking at his uncle after making the Southwest Taoist tired all day.

"Have a good rest. When I first came up, I asked the front desk to deliver breakfast tomorrow." Daoist Southwest stood up, stretched out his hand and rubbed Yi Bei's head, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

midnight

Zhou Yibei lay on the bed, facing the back of his uncle.

The moonlight was cold, shrouding the body of the Taoist priest, with a kind of alienation that was hard to get close to.

After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't dare to go over. He closed his eyes resentfully, and heard the sound of turning over on the bed next to him.

"Yi Bei, are you asleep?" Daoist's voice rang in his ears, and Zhou Xiaodao's heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously began to pretend to be asleep.

Not long after, warm and soft lips were pressed to his forehead, the Taoist chief let out a sigh of relief, and combed Zhou Yibei's hair with his slender fingers, "It's not burning..."

Quietly listening to the Taoist priest returning to the other bed, Zhou Yibei's ears were swollen with heat, his body seemed to be on fire, and there were large areas of redness...

Zhou Yibei buried his face in the quilt, tightly grasped the octagonal copper talisman in his palm, and shrank his body to cover his throbbing heart.

The blood-stained jade talisman flashed light, and the ghost kings stationed around the room were in a daze for a moment, and then calmed down, as if nothing had happened. They couldn't see the emaciated human figure formed by the jade talisman, and they couldn't hear his murmurs. , he sat by the bed, his eyes were tired and desperate, "Master, I want to kill myself..."

……

In the northwest corner of the ancient town, there is an unattended temple

A hundred-year-old pagoda tree was planted in the bleak courtyard, and under the tree was an ancient well, which exudes a smell that is both fragrant and ugly all the year round. There are old people in the town who tell the story that this well is a Suolongjing, and a dragon is sealed underneath it. , through the wellhead to ventilate, so there will be that smell.

Evening

The Southwest Taoist had just stepped into the boundary marker of the ancient town, when he heard a low growl like a cow from under his feet, and the sound of Gu Wenlong was like a cow.

The Taoist priest looked cold and didn't want to mind his own business. After all, he came to eat with him.

Zhou Yibei looked down at the map, turning a deaf ear to the local customs, customs, and beauty of the water town in the evening, and turning a blind eye to it... There was only one thought in his mind - Kunming Cloud Gu.

Zhou Que didn't think about it anymore, his troublesome son is also a Taoist, probably born with stubborn madness.

The Southwest Daoist stretched out his hand to avoid a box of fruit that almost hit his nephew's head, the person carrying the fruit nodded to him to express his gratitude, the Daoist smiled perfunctorily, and turned back Zhou Yibei had disappeared .

……

"It's here..." Zhou Yibei found the place according to the map, looked up and saw the dark and gloomy alley, and walked in. This antique shop is opposite a ruined temple. The owner is an old man with reading glasses, who speaks Kunming dialect, Zhou Xiaodao asked for a long time, but the other party didn't seem to want to talk about the peach blossom comb.

Zhou Yibei's eyes turned cold, and he turned his face sullenly to threaten him before he asked about the source of the Gu comb... It was picked up from the temple opposite. There used to be a lot of things in it, and everyone in the town knew that the things in it were There is something evil.

Walking out of the antique shop, Master Zhou subconsciously opened his mouth to call him uncle, but he suddenly froze and glanced back and forth... Where did uncle go?

His heart seemed to be grabbed hard, Zhou Yibei felt a little tight in his internal organs, master uncle...

Looking at the dark and blinding town in the deep night, over a hundred and eighty images of the Southwest Taoist priest being bullied crossed his mind.At this moment, I realized that I lost my uncle, let alone give him a clue of the Kunming Cloud Gu, even if I put the Cloud Gu Taoism in front of his eyes, he is not in the mood to learn it. If something happens to Dongxinan, He can kill himself now.

Zhou Yibei hurriedly walked back the same way, only to reach the entrance of the alley, a slender arm wrapped around his neck from behind, and the Taoist priest's voice came to his ears, "What are you going to do again? You are in such a hurry."

"Uncle Master!" Zhou Yibei turned his head, his clear eyes were slightly red, he anxiously held the arm of Daoist Daoist Southwest and looked him up and down, as if he wanted to strip him naked and swallow him, so that he could feel at ease in his stomach.

Dongxinan looked at him through the light and smiled, "Have you been bullied for a long time after throwing down my uncle? His eyes are red."

Zhou Yibei lowered his head, held his uncle's arm tightly, with self-blame on his face, "I won't do it next time."

Dongxinan looked at him inexplicably, raised his hand to hold his nephew's head, which had been thinking about something messy all day long, and looked closely at those bright eyes that seemed to be dripping water, with lowered eyelashes As if blaming himself, the Daoist tried helplessly to appease his nephew, "I'm fine..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned... Suolongjing?The Taoist priest raised his head and looked at the desolate and desolate temple. The dragon inside seemed very restless.

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