From the Red Mansion to Riding a Dragon to the Great Desolation

In summer, before the time has passed, the sun is already quite big.

At the fork of the road, there was a big tree for shade, and five or six villagers carrying carts sat under the tree, drinking water and eating cakes, and chatting with each other.Just as he was talking, he saw a young Taoist priest walking towards the end of the road.

Maybe it's not a Taoist priest, but a game played by a rich man.

The style of Taoist robes is rare, and it is easily dirty white. The outer robe is still dragged on the ground. Then look at the coral hairpin on the head, and the gold silk whisk with jade handle. It is expensive at first glance. Finally, look at the face. He is more handsome than a little lady, and when he smiles, it makes people's troubles disappear.

Chen Xi smiled at the villagers who were looking at him, and his eyes fell on the tea shed opposite.

The shed is not big, with reed mats hanging to shade it, and the ghostly atmosphere is like smoke.

"Young master." The resting villagers were about to leave. An old man untied the bamboo tube at his waist, waved to Chen Xi, "I still have some mountain spring water here. It's cool and thirst-quenching. Why don't you come and rest under the tree."

Chen Xi nodded at the other party, but before speaking, a young woman walked out of the tea shed and stood at the door to greet Chen Xi.

"Young Master, he looks like a wealthy man. Wearing Taoist clothes, he looks like a fairy descending from the sky. How can he sit on the ground and drink a bottle of water with his mud legs? I have good tea here..."

While speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at the old man.

The old man's face changed, showing fear, he put the bamboo tube on the stone slab, and quickly followed the villagers in front of him carrying the load.

"Master, make tea." The young woman turned her head and shouted loudly, warmly welcomed Chen Xi into the tea shed, looked at Chen Xi's hairpin and whisk, her smile became more and more charming, she leaned over to wipe the bench and table with a handkerchief, Exposing a large piece of white/flower/flower chest/chest.

A young man with a simple and honest face came over with a teapot.

"Young Master... Oh, look at my mouth, I should be called Daoist Master." The woman patted her mouth with a coquettish smile, and stretched out her hand to pull Chen Xi, "Daoist Master, sit down quickly, this is made by my family. Tea is the most refreshing and refreshing... Ah!"

Before the woman touched Chen Xi's wrist, she was hit by a lightning arc that appeared out of thin air, and her figure became unstable and turned into a twisted ghostly aura.

The male ghost serving tea hurriedly burrowed into the ground.

Chen Xi flicked the whisk, and an invisible barrier rose up, isolating the tea shed from the outside world.

Half of the male ghost's head got into the ground, and then it seemed to hit an iron plate and was ejected.

The female ghost barely recovered her human form, huddled at the foot of the table, trembling.

Chen Xi took a sniff of a cup of tea from the pot, "In addition to the water mangcao, there is also... a drug?"

The male ghost kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Prince Taoist, please forgive me. My husband and I were also killed by others. Only by finding a substitute dead ghost can we be reborn."

"In addition to looking for scapegoats, you guys are also doing business in murdering and stealing goods."

Chen Xi overturned the pottery pot in the corner where the grievances had condensed, and spilled a pile of gold, silver, jade, bracelets, hairpins, etc.

The male ghost who cowered and bowed his head begging for mercy suddenly became ferocious, with jet-black sharp nails as long as a foot, opened his bloody mouth with protruding teeth, and rushed towards Chen Xi.

"Wild Taoists meddle in their own business! I sucked your yang energy... ah!"

The male ghost jumped in the air, didn't know what it hit, and screamed, the ghost's body was disintegrated, divided into about ten pieces, each piece turned into a different ghost, only the head remained.

Chen Xi looked at Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan was still supporting the crystal to carve, but the hem of his clothes was shaking, his tail was retracting, and he explained in his mouth: "I just wanted to breathe, but he bumped into it by himself."

The male ghost accidentally bumped into Mo Xuan's airy tail, knocking out a bunch of soulless ghosts.

Chen Xi glanced around, came to the open space where the firewood was piled behind the tea shed, and tapped the ground with his fingertips.

The soil surged, and more than a dozen corpses squeezed out of the ground. Some had been dead for decades and had turned into bones, and some had been dead for less than a month.

Chen Xi looked at the male ghost with only his head left and asked, "Need to find so many scapegoats?"

The ghost head said angrily: "It's all the fault of Zhu Scholar, he didn't want to find someone to die in his place, and he didn't allow other ghosts to find him. My wife and I can only find a way to save more gold and silver, deal with the underworld, and find a chance to reincarnate. "

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts turn millstones, and money can enlighten gods.There are indeed a few stories in Liaozhai about the darkness of the underworld.

Chen Xi is more interested in Zhu Shusheng, because at the end of "Water Mangcao", Zhu Shusheng was named "Sidu Mulong Lord" by the Emperor of Heaven.

Sidu is the four waters of Jiang, He, Huai, and Ji. Is this Sidu Mulong Lord the god of Sidu, or the god of 'Mulong'?

Chen Xi was curious before, but now that his Taoist partner is a dragon, he is even more curious.

"Where does the scholar Zhu live?"

The ghost head said that he was in Huaishu Lane in the south of the city, and scolded that Zhu Shusheng was originally killed by the Shuimang ghost, but after he became a ghost, he captured the female ghost who had killed him as a daughter-in-law to serve his mother and son. Who are the nearby villagers? If he is poisoned by Shuimangcao, his family will go to Zhu's house to pay respects, and the scholar Zhu will go to find the evil ghost and bring the new ghost back to life.

The Shuimang ghost can only find a foreigner to die as a surrogate, but Zhu Shusheng has a connection in the underworld, and they cannot be reincarnated even after finding a surrogate ghost. As a result, the couple has been trapped in the tea shed for decades.

Chen Xi didn't feel sorry for the Guitou couple, and wished the scholar's family not to run away, and didn't rush for a while, staying to study the method of returning to life.

Theoretically speaking, bringing the dead back to life can revive the flesh and bones of the dead, but Chen Xi still uses the holy light to illuminate the flesh and bones first.

The life blessing on the divine bone whisk has been enhanced in this world, and the consumption of spiritual power is less than imagined.

The rotting/corpse is restored to life, the white bones grow blood and flesh, the hair regenerates, the skin is rosy and healthy, except that it can't breathe, it looks like a living person.

Mo Xuan blew a breath, and the wind suddenly picked up, and a bunch of green leaves were rolled up to cover everyone's bodies.

Well, it's a bit inelegant to be naked.

Chen Xi used the technique of transformation, covered the newly grown body with green leaves, and then inspected the ghosts floating in the air.

A dozen or so ghosts, illusory like fog, either lost a soul or lost a soul, even if they were resurrected, they would be foolish idiots, or even vegetative.

Chen Xi took out the golden page Taoist book.

"Soul type...fusion...remodeling...repair...found."

Mending the soul requires soul sources that are not mutually exclusive.

Chen Xi smiled at the ghost head.

There are a lot of places that need to be repaired, and the removal of the ghost head is not enough, and even the female ghost is removed.

Chen Xi's ghost refines and purifies, removes impurities such as memory and personality, restores the source of soul power, completes the remnant souls, and sends them back to their respective bodies.

Everyone woke up and had no memory of death. After Chen Xi informed the situation, he asked them to share the gold and silver belongings on the ground and go home.

Chen Xi sent everyone away, staring at the empty tea shed in a daze.

"Are you unhappy?" Mo Xuan brushed Chen Xi's drooping hair behind him.

Chen Xi frowned and said, "Removing the soul and replenishing the soul is like magic."

Mo Xuan said: "A technique is a technique, it just depends on who is using it and how to use it."

So it's still magic.

Chen Xi decided not to use the technique of dismantling souls in the future. Although what was dismantled were evil spirits, it felt bad to dismantle and mend souls as if they were objects.

He looked up at the sky: "Don't you give me some merit?"

A golden light of merit the size of mung beans fell from the sky.

Chen Xi collected the merits, waved his sleeves to push down the tea shed, took off the red hairpin with dragon horns on his head, and dug a deep well

, leading to a clear spring, and building a pool with the technique of pointing the ground into steel, with gurgling water, clear and sweet.

Thereafter there was no need for a tea shed here.

"Let's go."

Chen Xi got up, inserted the dragon horn red hairpin back, and found that the luck on the top of his head was a little longer.

From the tip of the needle to the tail of the needle.

Chen Xi smiled towards the sky: "Thank you for the compliment, is there any merit reward for digging a well?"

Another golden light of merit falls, this time as big as a broad bean.

Tiandao is quite cute!

Chen Xi cheered up, put the smooth stone slab under the tree into the space bag, left the bamboo tube by the pool, then shrunk to an inch, and continued to move forward, only slowing down when a figure appeared in front of him.

Approaching the city gate, Chen Xi met the group of villagers who were resting at the fork in the road.

The old man who left the bamboo tube asked loudly when he saw Chen Xi: "Master, you haven't drunk the tea from the tea stall, have you?"

Chen Xi bowed his head and saluted: "Thank you, old man, the tea there really tastes weird, it's better to quench your thirst with clear water."

The old man's complexion changed drastically, he entrusted the burden to his fellow countrymen, went to Chen Xi, looked around, and said in a low voice, "It's water mang grass! Eat it for three hours at the latest, and you will die!"

Chen Xi panicked: "What should I do?!"

"Don't panic, my lord. As long as you don't fall into the hands of the Shui Mang ghost, you can still be saved." The old man led the way and urged: "The old man's surname is Xu. My lord, come with me to Zhu Shusheng's house and ask for gold and silver at the banquet. To detoxify Shuimang, back then my kid asked Zhu Scholar to help him, and he was able to come back from the dead."

Chen Xi followed quickly.

Zhu Scholar lives in the south of the city, not too far away.

Old man Xu walked quickly, turning his head from time to time to see if Chen Xi was following.Strange to say, although he devoted himself to saving people, he had already had a backache after driving for half a day, but now he seemed to have returned to the time when he first married his wife, light and healthy.

"It's in the alley ahead."

The door of Zhu Shusheng's house was open, and there was a four-horse cart parked in the yard. The horse was a Qilin horse, and the cart was a yellow-covered treasure cart with tassels hanging down. Two ghosts dressed in costumes were about to board the cart.

The old man Xu hurriedly shouted: "I wish you a lifetime, I wish you a lifetime, someone has been poisoned by the water mang!"

I wish the scholar was dressed in Chinese clothes, boarded the car and sat down, said with a smile: "I have completed my merits and virtues, and I will go to take office immediately after being awarded the title of 'Sidu Mulongjun'."

Chen Xi said: "Sidu Mulong Lord? Mulong?"

Zhu Shusheng suppressed his smile, bowed his hands to the sky, and said seriously: "Exactly, I am going to herd dragons for the sky. It is also destiny for you to come a little late."

After speaking, the carriage disappeared out of thin air.

Old man Xu sighed.

Chen Xi put a piece of gold in his hand.

"My lord, you can't do it!" Old man Xu shied away, but when he raised his head, he found that the person in front of him was gradually blurred and disappeared in the blink of an eye, only the voice echoed in his ears.

"Good deeds are rewarded with good deeds. Usually, I often sing...morality is the most important thing, and good fortune raises the soul. From now on, I will be safe, healthy, rich and prosperous."

"Fairy... Fairy..."

Old man Xu carefully stuffed the gold into his bosom. When he returned home, he found that the tea shed at the fork in the road was gone, and there was a pool of water under the tree. The water in the pool was sweet and clear.

Old man Xu used half of the gold to ask someone to build a pavilion on the pool. Next to the pavilion stood a stone statue of an amiable young Taoist priest. Anyone who rested here would pay homage to the Taoist and call the pool Immortal Pool.

Later, the old man Xu was safe and healthy as the fairy said, his children and grandchildren became high officials, and Xu's family was rich and prosperous.

Having said that, Chen Xi followed Zhu Shusheng's aura and chased him for a hundred miles. On the way, he saw someone abducting a child with sorcery, and he hesitated.

"Do what you want." Mo Xuan pressed Chen Xi's shoulder.

Chen Xi asked: "Aren't you angry?"

Mo Xuan smiled: "There are no real dragons in this world."

Chen Xi glanced at the direction Zhu Shusheng was leaving, remembering the other person's breath, and followed the old man who was driving the sheep.

The old man is white and fat, with a smile on his face, he looks amiable, but his heart is already dark, and he is driving five sheep.

If he hadn't seen how a person turned into a sheep with his own eyes, Chen Xi wouldn't have noticed the heart of the sheep, let alone carefully distinguish whether it belonged to a person or an animal.

Make animals—turn women and children into donkeys or sheep and take them away!

In Liaozhai, this is the sorcery that Chen Xi hates the most.

Chen Xi didn't like magic/soul control spells, but at this time, he directly controlled the old man to turn around and drive the sheep back.

At the gate of the county government office, an old man drove the sheep and walked in with his head buried.

The yamen servant stepped forward and yelled at him to drive him away: "Go! Go! Master is in a bad mood today, don't come here to ask for a beating..."

It rained suddenly in the sky, and only a small piece fell, just covering a few sheep.

"It's raining like someone's pouring water from the sky."

The yamen servants felt strange when they saw a few lambs that had been drenched in the rain turned into children, sitting on the ground and crying loudly. One of them was wearing a gold collar and happened to be the county magistrate's nephew.

"I'm guilty, I surrender myself..."

The old man knelt in front of the door and kowtowed, telling the evil deeds he had done, such as how he turned a woman into a donkey, a child into a sheep, where he abducted him, etc.

Because the way to break the magic is to drink water, he is afraid of leaking, and after abducting people, they usually don’t sell them as animals, but drive them to other cities, sell them at fireworks places, and sell their children to families who need virgins.

Everyone turned the old man to the hall, the child was also protected, and Chen Xi left quietly.

According to the old man, the big families who bought boys and girls lived in Huangshan, and every month they would take in a pair of boys and girls under the age of ten, and the white and fat ones were the best.

Jixi is on the edge of Huangshan Mountain. With Chen Xi's footsteps, it only takes half an injection of incense/kung fu. It still took a while to find a place.

This world is full of evil spirits, especially in the mountains and forests, where evil spirits overlap, and there are three or five strands on a peak, and even the temples are not clean. Chen Xi relies on the thickness of the evil force to distinguish the high and the low.

There is a mansion in the Monkey Valley, formed by illusion, but it is actually a cave. There are monkeys wearing royal robes and gold crowns inside. They are so powerful that even the old monk on the mountain is no match for him.

On this day, Master Sun was lying in the cave enjoying fine wine and fresh fruits, when he suddenly smashed his cup and ordered the little demon who was serving him: "Your mouth is boring, serve me a bowl of human brains."

The little demon responded, but before retreating, there was a loud noise, and the stone gate of the cave was shattered.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Chen Xi snorted coldly: "I don't know what monsters and ghosts, it turns out they are monster monkeys that don't even look like humans in clothes!"

"Where does a little Taoist priest dare to act wildly in the palace of my great prince! Give me a stick from my old grandson!" Master Sun jumped up, holding a Zhanglong iron stick, and smashed it at Chen Xi.

"It's not like any monkey holding an iron rod looks like the Monkey King."

As soon as Chen Xi pointed out, the iron rod in Master Sun's hand melted into molten iron, his palms were scalding to blisters, his eyes rolled around, and a gust of evil wind stirred up, throwing little demons to Chen Xi, and he fled into the ground in black light.

The entire Monkey Valley, from the sky to the ground, has long been surrounded by barriers, and those below Jinxian cannot break through.

There may be golden fairies and even saints in this world, but they are definitely not the monkeys in front of us.

Chen Xi took the gourd, took the little monsters thrown in without landing, screwed on the plug, turned the spiritual power, and sent the little monsters in the gourd to Xichen Dao

Do coolies in the field.

"Purple gold gourd!"

Mr. Sun failed to escape, just saw the gourd flashing with purple and gold light, and suddenly thought of the legendary magic weapon to suppress demons, he was scared out of his wits.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! The king and the judge are brothers! The king of Hades is my uncle! I even invited the judge to drink with me today!"