Anecdote of the Northeast

Really, the word Mozu, my first reaction is a Western fantasy novel.But in fact, in Taoist culture, there is actually this word, and its official name is 'Extraterritorial Demon'.

This race has a strict hierarchy. Most of them have no entity and exist in the form of nothingness. They specialize in taking advantage of loopholes, invading people's spirits, guiding people's inner evil thoughts, and feeding on them. They continue to grow and become high-level demons.

Heavenly demons are more difficult to deal with at high levels. Not only can they easily control people's hearts, but they also love to kill. To them, people are relatively high-level 'ingredients'.

During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, there was a record of "two-legged sheep", which is said to be related to this "extraterritorial demon".The so-called "two-legged sheep" does not mean that the sheep has only two feet, but that people with only two feet are treated as "sheep" as food, that is, "people cannibalize people".There is an idiom called "Yizi Ershi", which may sound sad, but it is actually no different from "two-legged sheep".

"Extraterritorial demons" usually live in a barren land outside the sky, but they occasionally come to the earth for various reasons. Whenever an "extraterritorial demon" descends, it often brings catastrophe or war.

I have heard of this thing, and my master once said it when he was preaching to me.Around the time of the Jin Dynasty, two high-level "extraterritorial demons" came to the earth through space cracks, followed by decades of wars. Of course, even if there were no "extraterritorial demons" at that time, the war did not It has been stopped, but because of the addition of the "extraterritorial demon", the life of the people is even more difficult.At that time, the world of metaphysics paid a great price in order to eliminate the two extraterrestrial demons.

It was also from that time that many schools of metaphysics, because of the loss of elite disciples, broke the inheritance, yes, the strength of metaphysics dropped greatly, until the late Ming and early Qing Dynasty, basically there were very few people in the metaphysics circle with strength up.

In the Qing Dynasty, capable metaphysicians basically hid themselves in the countryside. For them, helping the Manchus was tantamount to helping the evildoers.

During the period of the Republic of China, there were also "extraterritorial celestial demons", but they were only three mid-level ones, and they landed in the Central Plains. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. Anyway, people died a lot, and there were wars. Fighting, natural disasters and man-made disasters are not uncommon.

The problem now is that the paintings I draw use Xiaojieshou, and usually I draw some real things, but this is the first time I draw some unwarranted things.

"Master Dao, what do you mean, what I painted is 'Extraterrestrial Demon'?" I asked with some uncertainty.You know, I haven't seen that thing, and I don't know why I drew such a thing, it's just like hanging.

"That's right, it's 'Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon'. There is a portrait of this thing in the poor Taoist inheritance, how did Zhou Xiaoyou see it?" Daoist Master Mingxu was also very surprised, after all, not everyone has seen this thing.

"I don't know, I just drew it unconsciously." I was also confused.

Wu Yuan also came over at this time, seeing my paintings, he was also very different, "I thought you usually draw something that actually exists, why did you draw something you have never seen before?"

I couldn't figure it out, so I found another drawing board, used Xiao Jie's hand, and drew another picture.

When I painted this time, Daoist Mingxu and Wu Yuan stood beside me.

When I was halfway through the painting, my meaning was a bit vague. You must know that when I was painting, I would talk to Wu Yuan or something, but gradually, I began to devote myself to the painting.

Just when I was very absorbed in painting, suddenly, my words were taken away.I raised my head furiously, wanting to beat up the person who took away my paintbrush, but when I looked up, I found that it was Wu Yuan, who was standing diagonally across from me, looking at me worriedly.

"Old Wu, what are you doing with my paintbrush?" I was very angry in my heart, but the object was Old Wu, even if I was angry, half of it disappeared. Besides, this is not a big deal.

"Does your hand hurt?" Lao Wu took my hand with a distressed expression, and stroked it carefully, as if he was touching some fragile jewelry. I immediately shuddered, and my skin was all up.

I withdrew my hand and put it behind my back in embarrassment, "What are you doing, it's not stinky." The most important thing is that there are other people here.By the way, where is Daoist Master Mingxu?

As soon as I turned around, I saw Taoist Master Mingxu staring straight at the drawing board, wondering what he was thinking.I followed his eyes and looked at the drawing board suspiciously.

I'm going, this is what I drew?

The painting is only half done, and only a rough outline can be seen, but the main content to be expressed is already very clear.

In front of the stone gate, a group of people wearing strange robes and masks are holding a mysterious religious ceremony. Two of them are holding a pair of boys and girls who look similar to kneeling on the ground, and two short knives are stuck in the boy and girl On his neck, he was about to be decapitated at any time, and next to the stone gate, a pile of corpses could be vaguely seen.

"Uh, I drew it? This content is quite creative!"

Super embarrassing, I never knew I had such crazy thoughts.

"It's true that you drew it just now. Just now, you entered a psychic state. What you drew should be something that happened in the past." Daoist Ming Xu waited for a while before answering my question.

"Zhou Xiaoyou, I just discovered that when you were painting just now, there would be spiritual fluctuations all over your body. What did you do at that time?"

"It's a kind of technique about the hands. It's a little trick of mine to connect this set of techniques while drawing." I couldn't understand what was so special about it, but I still explained it to Taoist Master Mingxu.

"So that's how it is. I think you suddenly entered a psychic state when you contacted the spell again. This dish drew these things. It seems that I need to go back again." Daoist Ming Xu drew the second picture I drew. Picking up the painting, "Leave this painting to me first. I'm going to find a few old friends to inquire about the people in this painting and find out which sect they belong to."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Master Mingxu took my half-finished painting and turned around to leave.I yelled twice behind him, but he ignored me at all.

"Master Ming Xu, did you just come here? Are you leaving now?" I looked at Wu Yuan and asked.

But Wu Yuan ignored me, instead he took my hand and dragged me out.

"What, what are you doing?" I was a little nervous, I'm not stupid, I could see that Wu Yuan was angry, but why I was angry, I don't know.

Bearing Wu Yuan's inexplicable anger, I was dragged back to the station with an innocent face, which is a small hotel booked by Zeng Hongwei. After entering the room, Wu Yuan threw me on the bed, and Wu Yuan turned around and left.

I'm really confused, what's going on?

Could it be that Wu Yuan couldn't bear it anymore and finally decided to solve the problem of upper and lower?I was thinking wildly, and even thought about it, if Wu Yuan really wanted to be on the top for the first time, I wouldn't disagree, after all, she was my daughter-in-law, at worst, I would just come back later.

When Wu Yuan entered again, he had an extra first aid kit with a red cross in his hand.

what?Could it be that he even considered the possibility of bleeding for a while?Then, should I think about which posture is better?Don't blame me for thinking wildly here, it's because Wu Yuan's behavior is too abnormal. For a while, I don't know what's going on.

Then, Wu Yuan took out a bottle of purple potion, then took my right hand, and applied the medicine to me very gently.

Uh, when did I have so many small cuts on my hands?Although it is not a big injury, the large number is a bit scary.

So, am I hurt?When did this happen!

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... I said, old Wu, you should be gentle." The purple syrup sterilizes and reduces inflammation, but it is very irritating when dripped on the wound. He gave me a serious look, and then continued to give me medicine.

In fact, I don't think it's a big deal to be stared at by Wu Yuan. On the contrary, I feel quite happy. In my heart, I seem to be a bit like my father.My dad is that kind, and my mom is the kind of wife slave who is good at everything. It seems that I have indeed inherited my dad's genes, and I'm not wrong.

After the medicine was applied, my right hand was wrapped layer by layer with gauze by Wu Yuan, it was like a white ball.

"Old Wu, you wrapped my hands like this, what should I do if I go to the toilet, wash my face, etc?"

Conscience of heaven and earth, I am really just complaining, nothing else.

Wu Yuan looked at me, and then said indifferently: "Call me, I'll help you, just take a shower."

Oh, what Wu Yuan said made me feel embarrassed.

Taking a bath together is quite a feeling. If my hands weren't wrapped up like this, I could try it.

So on this day, the two of us passed by in such a sticky way. To be honest, thinking about it now is really decadent.But at that time, we really liked sticking together.

Of course, I like it now, but it doesn't make people look tired.

The next morning, Qin Fei arrived. To be honest, it is said that during this period of time, Qin Fei actually did another major event. He solved a hundred-year-old ghost in a ghost village and cracked a resurrection formation. Anyway, it was quite powerful.

Qin Fei came here because he saw the photo of Daoist Mingxu taking away the painting, and he knew which mountain top those guys wearing masks belonged to.

"You really know?"

When I heard Qin Fei's purpose, I asked in surprise.

"Of course, those are the priests of the Mara religion, who specialize in doing bad things." Qin Fei rolled his eyes. They know something about it. If that stone gate is really related to the Moro religion, then I probably know what is inside the magic sealing stone."

This made me wonder, "What is it?"

Qin Fei paused, took a sip of water first, and then said: "There should be hundreds of innocent souls who have been tortured and killed in it. The Moro Sect has been researching on making ghost kings, attracting 'extraterritorial demons', and purifying the world. Seal hundreds of ghosts who have been tortured and killed in one place, and after some thoughts, the ghosts inside will devour each other, and finally form a ghost general, and then put hundreds of ghosts together, let the ghosts swallow each other, and finally Will become the king of ghosts.

It is said that the Moro Sect has a branch overseas. I couldn't find the so-called branch at first, but now, I should be able to match it.Didn't the two ghost generals say that they have a chance to be the ghost king?Apart from the Moro religion, I can't think of anyone else who knows that such a place is buried under the ground. "