Holding the teacup, Old Liu was about to find a comfortable position to watch TV when the doorbell suddenly rang. At this moment, Old Liu suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. At the same time, the same wife was not at home, and even the method of ringing the doorbell was the same... Old Liu suddenly felt an ominous premonition. Could it be that the old boy Qin Ge is here again?

He tiptoed to the door. Old Liu looked through the cat's eyes with his head squinted for a long time. He saw Zhang Guozhong and Zhang Yicheng standing outside the door. There was a dark person behind him, because the lights were relatively dark and he couldn't see clearly.

"Guozhong?" Old Liu opened the door and saw Zhang Guozhong frowning. Zhang Yicheng also looked bitter and revenge. Behind the two were no one else, but the rich young master and grandson Ting who was not doing their jobs.

"Quick! Come in the house!" Although I don't know what happened, looking at the expressions of the two, I must have encountered some difficult problems. "Why don't you call in advance?"

"Mr. Liu!" Before Zhang Guozhong could speak, Sun Ting suddenly said, and got goose bumps from the old Liu head. This sentence "Mr. Liu" seemed to be the "members" in the "We Are the Soldiers of Workers and Peasants" in the "Strange Skills of Tiger Mountain" and the whole sentence seemed to be forced out by the internal force of Qigong. The lines were soaked in all the emotions and sustenances in life. This tone would be normal if it was placed in a stage performance. If ordinary people always talked like this, they would have to be sent to a mental hospital if they were not scared.

"What...what happened?" Old Liu's head was sore, thinking that Sun Ting hadn't seen him for a drama for a few years? He's quite a big man. When he's fine, he's capable in every way. Once he encounters something, he's caught blindly or even wiped his tears. A few years ago, he could say that he was young and had little experience. After so many years, why is he still so virtuous?

"You...you have to save Axun..." Sun Ting's face was filled with sorrow, his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

"Senior brother, look at this..." Zhang Guozhong handed over a few photos, "Have you seen this?"

Lao Liu took the photo and it seemed that there were parts of his thighs and back. In the photo, he saw a blurry dark spot that seemed to be a little bit rotten.

"This..." Old Liu picked up the reading glasses from the table, looked carefully in the light, and immediately buzzed in his head, "This... where are you going to make trouble again?"

"I...I...I...No..." Sun Ting curled his lips and looked unfair. "He said he would go back to China to visit relatives, and he didn't say where he went. Later, he came back and it was nothing. Later, I attended a cocktail party and asked him to go with him. As a result, he fainted halfway and was sent to the hospital and was unconscious. It didn't take long to go..."

"Senior brother, do you recognize this thing?" Zhang Guozhong frowned.

"Master Sun, can Brother Ai speak now?" Old Liu ignored Zhang Guozhong and asked Sun Ting, and took out a magnifying glass. "Before he fainted, I mean, was there anything wrong with the two or three days before?"

Sun Ting shook his head.

"Are you unable to speak, or is there nothing wrong?" Old Liu frowned.

"Not even... I can't speak now, and there was nothing unusual before..." Sun Ting said.

"What do you think of the doctor?" Old Liu continued to ask.

"The doctor said... the doctor said... the cause of the disease cannot be found, the pathogen cannot be found, and there is no virus in the body..." Sun Ting said with a frown.

"This bastard has caused a big disaster..." Old Liu took the photo again on the table, "Damn it, good life is just..."

"Senior brother...what is this...?" Zhang Guozhong couldn't help but pull the corner of Lao Liu's head shirt.

"Wansha Tribulation!" Old Liu was determined, "Damn, where did this kid go to make a blowup again!"

"Is this Wansha Tribulation?" Zhang Guozhong picked up the photo from the table, turned over and looked at it again and again, "Senior Brother, have you seen this thing?"

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes..." Old Liu shook his head, "but I've heard others say it, and my master said it..."

According to Lao Liutou, his father Liu Ziwei thought that he was a well-known figure in Tianjin Wei back then, and he was definitely rich and wealthy. With such a wealth, there was no need to send his children to become monks and become Taoist priests. In Lao Liutou's memory, the old man suddenly disappeared for more than a month and did not see anyone. When he returned home, he insisted on sending both children away from home and becoming Taoist priests despite his family's opposition. The reason was not clear. Later, the boss Liu Fengming was

When he was sent to Hebei, Lao Liu was sent to Baiyun Temple in Beijing, and he became the master of the master Ma Chunyi, who was still in charge of the time. After the Lugou Bridge Incident, the Japanese devils occupied Beijing. Ma Chunyi sent Lao Liu to stay home for several years. He thought he would not go back to be an old master again, but he did not expect that after a few years, the Japanese devils surrendered, they were forced to become Ma Chunyi's apprentice. Of course, this second time he became a monk was not in Baiyun Temple, but Tongtian Temple in the suburbs of Tianjin.

During his return home, a junior brother named Cao Moyun was also arranged by Ma Chunyi to live in the Liu family. The first time Old Liu heard about the "Wansha Tribulation" was what Cao Moyun said.

"Cao Moyun is also from a rich family. His father is nicknamed "Cao Sandai". He has been a bad guy under Wu Peifu, Feng Yuxiang and Duan Qirui. They are both fat guys. They are also a figure in Beijing and are quite rich at home. Even so, Cao Moyun was sent to be an old master by his father..." Old Liu said, "He is ten years older than me. He told me that his father forced him to become a monk because he grew up like this, and he even drew it in ink for me to see it! That's it..." Old Liu said, pinched the photo with his hands and shook it, "I was still young at that time. He finished painting with ink, which scared me so much that I didn't dare to sleep all night, and I still remember it clearly!"

The word "子" has many meanings in Taoism. The most common meaning is to describe the sharp aura brought by treasure weapons. Of course, in some sects, some powerful "characters" are also called "子". In the first Tao, there is the saying "Ten Sharp and True, Ten True, Like Evil". The literal meaning is that the ability of ten evil ghosts can be equal to one (cultivated) true body (evil ghost), and ten (cultivated) true body (evil ghost) can be equal to one "evil evil", which is enough to show that if something is powerful, it has to be called "子". The word "evil god" in folk sayings also originated from this.

As the name suggests, the Wansha Tribulation is a disaster where ten thousand "evils" gathered. Of course, this is just an exaggerated name. If there are really ten thousand "evils" rushing to a person's body, Laojun will probably stare at the bottom of the world. According to Cao Moyun's description, his father was fine at first, but later he felt awkward every day. Later, he became more and more dull, just like Alzheimer's disease. When he was bedridden, he was basically no different from a vegetable. He hired countless famous doctors and doctors, and he didn't even look at it.

After all, I have tried Chinese and Western medicines. The more I use the medicine, the worse the condition will be. Until the end, the skin of the palm-sized skin and flesh will be torn off with my hands. The most terrifying thing is that although the patient himself does not say a word, it is not difficult to see from his eyes that he is still conscious, as if he can see and hear, but he can't speak and his body is just not obedient. It can be imagined that when he sees his body like a rotten persimmon, he can't scream and even moves, and he can't even die. He can't die if he wants to die. This double destruction of the soul and the body is simply more painful than the legendary ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

Later, under the guidance of an old Qing doctor, Cao Moyun's family found Baiyun Temple. It is said that Baiyun Temple could not be solved later. It was too late. It seemed that he spent money to get the person to Sichuan for treatment for half a year. After he recovered from the illness, the first thing the "Three Generations of Cao" did was to send his son Cao Moyun to Baiyun Temple...

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