artificial fly

When the roosters crowed, Li Cundao woke up.Li Dao went back to the room and saw that he had only said a few words to Han Facai, but Cun Dao fell asleep again.

Li Dao Dao took out a talisman paper from his cuff, and was about to throw it into the air, but after thinking about it, it was still wrong.He took another three steps back and threw the talisman again, "Water!"

The spell suddenly turned into a torrent of water, and thunderbolts splashed towards Li Cundao.Li Cundao was shocked, "What's wrong!" After he figured out the situation, he wiped the water on his face and said helplessly, "Dad..."

Why did his father take every opportunity to punish him?This is probably Li Cundao's biggest doubt in the past 18 years.

Li Dao's expression was as usual, without the slightest guilt or anxiety, he said, "Get up and change clothes, and get ready to deploy."

There is only one formation that the Li family can use to catch monsters - the nine-volt thunder formation.

Formation, for celestial masters, has both good and bad.The good thing is that the formation is the condensed effort of a dozen or even dozens of generations of a Taoist family. There must be bait, the more difficult the evil spirits are, the higher their spiritual awareness, they are not so stupid, and they will not fall into the trap easily, there must be something with enough weight to make them worth the risk.

The strongest bait of the Li family is the blood of the Li family's heirs.

Li Cundao looked at the wound on his wrist, alas, bloodletting is about to happen again.

Zhao Qiuqiu was thinking about apprenticeship, so he didn't sleep so deeply.When he woke up, the Li family father and son had left, and only Han Facai and a rooster were in the yard.

He asked, "Village chief, where did the Taoist chief go?"

Han Facai put his arms around the big black dog. He heard that the black dog was the best at warding off evil spirits. He felt that he couldn't leave this dog for a moment.This dog belongs to Zheng Yidao's family. It is used to guard against thieves stealing pork. It is fierce and ruthless.Now only Zheng Yidao and his sister with bad legs were left in the Zheng family, and he was only concerned about being sad, and Han Facai took the dog away from his house without much effort.

The old village chief hugged the dog like he was hugging his own son. He brushed the dog's hair, so he was no longer afraid of dirt and fleas.He is in a good mood today, "The two priests have gone to the entrance of the village to set up an army."

When Zhao Qiuqiu heard this, he ran away quickly.

There are no more than [-] households in Taohua Village, and the houses are relatively concentrated. This is an absolutely favorable terrain for Taoist priests.Whether it is setting up an array or drawing a spell, it is very convenient.

Li Cundao took the ink fountain and ran around Taohua Village twice, wrapping the village with ink thread.These ink lines may not be able to resist jumping corpses, but they are not unnoticed.After laying out the ink thread, the father and son of the Li family each carried a small bucket of rooster blood and a yellow talisman in one hand.As long as it can be pasted, they will paste yellow talismans and draw a curse with rooster blood.

When Zhao Qiuqiu found them, the talisman had already been drawn.The two squatted at the entrance of the village, not knowing what they were doing.He approached quietly.

Li Cundao took out a white porcelain bowl, put his right index finger and middle finger together, cut his left wrist, and dripped his own blood into the white bowl.

Zhao Qiuqiu thought, how cool!Just his fingers could cut his wrists, and his desire to become a teacher became stronger.

Li Cundao frowned, "Dad, it's just a few jumping corpses, do you still need to use the nine-volt thunder array?"

Li Daodao lit a cigarette, and the smoke circle was dense. He looked at Li Cundao, and not only at him.He said, "Didn't you say that the dark clouds in the sky will not disperse?"

"Well," Li Cundao looked up, "It seems that the clouds are gathering more and more."

Zhao Qiuqiu also looked up, it's sunny, where is the cloud coming from?

"Cun Dao," Li Dao said, "Have I ever told you how your grandfather died?"

Li Cundao's grandfather, that is, Li Taodao's father, Li Zundao.Speaking of which, Li Cundao had never met this grandfather, and he didn't even pass down a photo.In fact, he is not the only one. There are very few people in the Li family who have three generations under the same roof, and there are not a few people who have never met their grandfather.Because, in the Li family, very few people lived past the age of 40.

"No." His father usually talked so little, let alone brought up the matter of grandpa on his own initiative.

Li Dao glanced at Zhao Qiu, who had a harmless face, before he said, "Your grandfather was killed by a Ming Dynasty hair zombie. Even his soul was scattered..."

Li Cundao's eyelids twitched. He had never heard Li Cundao talk about these things.It turned out that grandpa was...

Li Daolin continued, "My father is probably the Taoist priest with the worst Taoism in the entire Li family. He still doesn't know how much he weighs... No matter what happens, he is not afraid of death and rushes forward ..."

"I just turned ten years old that year. I usually take in little demons and mobs, and he always takes me with him. Sometimes I can subdue the evil spirits that even he can't. Only then did I know that my Taoism is already far ahead of him." Li Taoist rarely showed a soft smile on his face, "Cun Dao, I didn't know until you were born. It's not that my Taoism is too strong, but that you, grandpa, are too weak. "

"In the past, the various families often joined forces. Whenever this happened, he would not take me there, saying that he was afraid that the Li family would lose their incense. At first, nothing happened, until one time..." Li Taoist choked up up.

Li Cun said, "Dad."

"I'm fine," Li Dao said after he had adjusted his emotions, "That was the first time that the eight major families joined forces, eight people, which had never happened before. However, they all went without returning. Never mention it."

When Li Taoist talks about this matter now, it has become much calmer.But at that time, he was only a ten-year-old child, and he obediently waited for his father's return at home, but what he waited for was only the news of his death.He didn't believe it, so he pinched his fingers and tried divination, and all the results showed that Li Zundao was dead.He forced himself to accept this fact, thinking that he must avenge him!He used spiritualism to call back his father's soul and investigate what monster killed them.However, Li Zundao's soul was gone, not to mention the soul, not even the po.

Li Taoist walked through the thresholds of the other seven families, and even knelt down to them, just wanting to find out what was going on.But what he doesn't know, the other family members don't know either.

This matter turned out to be a mystery.Since then, there has been no alliance between the families, and they all work alone.

When Li Taoist knew the truth, Li Zundao had been dead for ten years.Sometimes I have to sigh that fate is so.The truth that he was seeking so hard ten years ago, he found out easily.

20 years ago, Li Dao was 20 years old.That year, there were continuous torrential rains in Huguang, most likely because of water monsters.When he arrived at a certain place in Huguang, the water demons were almost taken away. He thought about going back to the mountain city, but who knew he ran into Tang Sansi, a younger generation of the Tang family.After the events of the eight major families happened that year, the communication between the families decreased.In fact, Li Dao and Tang Sansi were very good friends when they were children, and they often competed with each other to catch monsters.

The old man reunited, and the two went hand in hand.Inadvertently, Tang Sansi brought up this event that shocked the Taoist circles all over the country, saying that his second uncle also joined the Eight Great Alliances, but his body and spirit were not destroyed, and there was still a soul - Tianpo.

Li Daodao immediately followed Tang Sansi back to the Tang family.

Uncle Tang's heavenly soul and ghost aura was weak, which clashed with the Taoist's heavenly gang aura. The Tang family didn't want him to see Uncle Tang at first, but they reluctantly agreed after begging for help and cheating.

Only then did Li Daofa know that it was a Ming Dynasty hair zombie who killed them.

That Mao Zong is very smart, and what she is waiting for is Taoist blood.Taoist priests drive away evil spirits, and the blood of Taoist priests boosts the power of evil spirits with deep Taoism.

Mao Zong designed a trap, first pretending to be a zombie to harm people.But the Tao should not be too weak, if it is too weak, all the Taoist priests will go to subdue the demon; it should not be too strong, if it is too strong, no Taoist will dare to come.

That year, those sent by the Eight Great Families were all people with good or bad abilities, more than enough than the best.Li Zundao will go, purely to gather the number of people.The Li family is weak, and the strength of his generation is far inferior to that of the past, and the children are young, so he has to socialize more, build good relationships, and have someone to take care of him when he has problems.

Mao Zang sent a few little zombies and led eight of them into Mao Zang's lair. For Mao Zang, it was like a live duck entering a roast duck restaurant, and only duck bones could get out.

Uncle Tang said, "At that time, the dead and the wounded were all meat on the chopping board. It was Li Zundao who drew the Li family's nine-point thunderstorm with blood and dealt a heavy blow to Mao Zong. The rest of us The four of them teamed up to seal Mao Zong."

"He also said, at least let my son grow up safely."

What kind of person is powerful?Taoism is powerful and protects others.What if it is not that strong, or is it a very weak person?Their protection often cost their lives.

Li Dao's eyes were dry, and when he blinked, water vapor appeared in his eyes.He said to Li Cundao, "I have been looking for that Mao Zong for 20 years." Maybe, when he first arrived in Taohua Village, he should have been alert when he encountered two jumping corpses.One of them is the corpse of the Ming Dynasty...

Li Cundao said, "I hope it is it, don't let the blood go to waste."

The father and son of the Li family used the bowl of blood to draw a huge nine-volt thunder formation together at the necessary place in the village, and poured the remaining blood into the eyes of the formation.As long as you have blood, you are not afraid that zombies will not come.

After finishing the handwork, the two walked back.Follower Zhao Qiuqiu still followed behind.

"Dad," Li Cundao couldn't help asking, "Why do you say my master's Taoism is so bad?" He doesn't have any memories of Li Zundao, he only knows that if grandpa's Taoism is better, then he would be much better now. lost a loved one.

Li Daodao also thought about this question for a long time. If his father's Taoism skills were better, he wouldn't have died tragically at the hands of Mao Zong.In his memory, Li Zundao was very diligent. He would get up before dawn to learn formulas, draw talismans, and practice swords. For ten years, even during holidays, he was never slack.

Li Daodao only needs to read and think about the secrets of the Li family's family history once, and he will basically understand it.Li Zundao is not. In a word, he often has to think about it for three days and three nights.

"Probably, it's talent."