Wang Xiaojiao's apprentice is named Song Shijie. But Song Shijie doesn't know that what he carries in his arms is the "Pangu Heart" that countless Taoist masters have been looking for.
The owner's mind harmonizes with the environment and changes color. Carrying it around can make people clear and alert, allowing monks to concentrate on practice. It also has a very great restraint effect on evil spirits and ghosts. The most important point is that Pangu's heart can bring people back to life.
The Taoist treasure was lost among the people during the war but somehow ended up in the hands of the old lady.
At the moment when "Pangu Heart" was taken down, Master Jitai also felt puzzled: It was almost noon, why did the Yin Qi suddenly become stronger? Could it be that something had gone wrong. In a second thought, the window that was originally closed was closed.
The dark wind blew open, and the wind in the hall whirred like it was about to blow through the paper windows.
At this time, the originally sunny sky also became gloomy.
Master Jitai shouted: "Not good."
With that said, he rushed into the house and saw that the Pangu heart on his grandfather's forehead had disappeared. Then he saw that Song Shijie, who had woken up, was secretly carrying something in his arms. Master Jitai already knew the reason, and his face was solemn.
Look directly at Song Shijie.
When Song Shijie saw Master Jitai, he thought the theft had been exposed, so he kicked open the back window and climbed out of the house. Seeing that Song Shijie was about to run away, Master Jitai pulled out a silver needle in his hand, flicked his finger, and hit Song Shijie in the armpit.
I saw him slumped to the ground, but this time he did not faint, but his whole body was stiff and unable to move. He was caught by the villagers who were coming to watch the excitement. Seeing Song Shijie climbing out of the window of Shandong Li's house, he could have taken advantage of the situation.
Sick, what kind of crooked idea was this? Several villagers did not hesitate and directly carried Song Shijie who was lying on the ground to the yard.
Not long after, Grandma Chuxin also returned home. When she saw Song Shijie who fell in the yard with a bruised nose and face, she didn't care. She ran directly to the house and saw Master Jitai checking his grandfather's body. Grandma Chuxin said to Master Jitai expectantly:
"Ma'am, when does it start?"
Master Jitai replied with a solemn expression: "Oh, God's will, the life-saving 'Pangu Heart' on your husband's head was taken away by Song Shijie, and all the previous efforts were wasted."
When Grandma Chuxin heard this, stars suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she was about to faint, but then she knelt on the ground and prayed: "Master, please save him, sir!"
When Master Jitai saw this scene, he couldn't help but be moved by it. He said slowly: "Girl, get up quickly. Although all your efforts have been wasted, there is still a way. You can save your husband's life by fighting for my life. Please girl."
Don't worry, I will save your husband's life. Otherwise, if the demon in the river really causes trouble, all the villagers in the village will suffer."
Grandma Chuxin kowtowed three times: "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master, you are truly a living Bodhisattva."
Master Jitai walked to the yard, took out the "Pangu Heart" from Song Shijie's arms, and ordered the villagers to place his grandfather and Song Shijie in the prepared formations.
At this time, the wind became stronger, as if countless innocent ghosts were crying helplessly. The grandfather who was in the middle of the formation began to spit green mucus from his mouth again. The timid villagers no longer dared to watch the fun, and hurriedly
Run home.
At that moment, Master Jitai caught a rooster and put it on the ground. However, the rooster seemed to be frozen and could not move, but its head kept twisting and looking around.
Master Jitai held Pangu's heart in his hand and looked at the peach wood nails that were about to fall due to the wind. He grabbed a handful and was already ready.
The prepared lime was spread out, paving a white road between Grandpa Chuxin and Song Shijie.
"People and ghosts have different paths. Don't be stubborn. Leave as soon as possible. I will enter reincarnation to save you. Let's go and be reborn as soon as possible."
After saying that, he scattered some corn next to Song Shijie. The rooster saw the corn slowly moving towards Song Shijie. The lime behind him was blown by the wind like a boiling pot. It was so smoky that he could see nothing clearly and could only hear.
Ghostly howling wind.
Halfway through the rooster's flight, for some unknown reason, Master Jitai lowered his head and vomited a large mouthful of blood, with a hint of pain on his resolute face.
Grandma Chuxin saw Jitai's painful expression and hurriedly supported him. Just as she was about to speak, she was blinded by the blowing lime.
After a while, the wind stopped, but the white lime was still floating in the air, like heavy fog in the morning.
Master Jitai's face was covered with lime powder at this time. He dragged his exhausted body to the front of the battle and glanced at the rooster beside him. He was lying next to Song Shijie, his feathers were all blown up, and he had been dead for a long time.
At this time, there were not many villagers standing nearby. Only a few young men stood in the distance, watching this scene in horror.
Master Jitai waved his hand to them and motioned for them to come over. When they saw that nothing happened, they all walked over carefully, for fear that the evil spirits would get on them again.
Not long after, Song Shijie suddenly jumped up, and the silver needle was also bounced out. He jumped and cried in the yard. Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, Song Shijie was lying on the ground just now.
, he is so energetic this time, maybe he is also haunted by the evil ghost.
Master Jitai suppressed the pain in his chest, staggered up to the crazy Song Shijie, bit his middle finger, and nodded on Song Shijie's head. Song Shijie slowly regained his consciousness, and when he saw Master Jitai, he turned around and wanted to run away.
Master Jitai said calmly: "Run away if you don't want to die."
When Song Shijie heard this, he turned around and said, "Say, old man, what are you talking about? I just took a broken stone from his house and you want my life?"
Master Jitai smiled and replied: "I don't want your life, but I can't explain the wrongdoer on you."
When Song Shijie heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and he knelt down on the ground. He pitifully said to Master Jitai: "Master, you have to save this miserable person like me. I am over 30 and my wife is not married yet. I
It also feels like there’s something funny in my voice, and it’s much better than my Wong Tai Sin.”
A trace of pain flashed across Master Jitai's face, and he waved his hand and said, "Go back and drink this pot of boy's urine, and then ask your master to send these wrongdoers away with the divine song."
After Song Shijie heard what Master Jitai said, he picked up the urinal, got up and ran straight to Wang Xiaojiao's house.
Seeing Song Shijie leaving, Master Jitai's vision went dark and he fainted on the ground. Grandma Chuxin and other villagers hurriedly helped Master Jitai to the bed.
Another day passed before Chuxin's grandfather woke up. Looking at his wife who had lost a lot of weight in front of him, he shed tears of distress.
Just as he was talking, Master Jitai walked in from outside the house. He seemed to have aged ten years overnight and became much more haggard. He did not look like the immortal spirit he had a few days ago.
Grandpa Chuxin didn’t know how to express his gratitude. He wanted to get up but his whole body ached and he couldn’t get up. He could only say thank you.
Then I heard Master Jitai change his subject and said solemnly: "Although I cast a spell against the will of heaven, it was slightly broken.
Yangshou, but it's worth it in exchange for your life. But this also destroys the balance of earth evil and gang energy here, so there will be no peace here in the future. I can save myself by living for one day. If I go west,
Monsters will be rampant in this place, and the people will not be able to survive!"
Therefore, since then, the villagers' belief in Jitai Zhenren has reached its peak. Because no one wants to be harassed by demons, let alone the homeland where they have lived for generations to become a place where people can't make a living.
"This is really a touching story."
Master Jitai glanced at me and said, "My grandfather saved the whole village. Shouldn't such merit be respected by the villagers?"
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do it yourself." I said coldly, "Actually, there is no need for us to talk about these lies. The original intention of this story carefully compiled by your grandfather is to build a good relationship between you and your father.
You are not saving the people, but you are deceiving them."
After I exposed the lie, Master Jitai was very calm and said unhurriedly: "These old things have gone with the wind. I only know that Jitai Village is doing well now under the protection of Master Jitai.
The evil spirits will be treated lightly, and the people will live and work in peace and contentment."
"Of course, you can do whatever you want now." I shrugged, "I don't want to argue with you about this. I came to you today because of Wang Qiang."
Master Jitai took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, and said: "By chance, my ancestor met Wang Zhaojun who was on the run. At that time, he was seeking refuge under the command of King Shan Da, secretly working for the evil gentry Shen Jiu."
Come on, my ancestor did something disgraceful. He borrowed the help of Shen Jiu to use the formation to seal Wang Zhaojun's soul, and tried to return her to the world. However, having said that, the world calls us 'Jian'
Beauty, Wang Zhaojun, one of the four beauties, bumped into our arms. How could our ancestors let the cooked duck go out of tune?"
"How shameless." I rolled my eyes at him, "So, you extracted a bit of the soul and sealed it into the picture of the lady?"
"good."
"You are the one who appears regularly and tortures her?"
Master Jitai nodded, "Every Master Jitai will regularly check the unfinished missions left by the previous one."
"You call this a mission? Don't you think it taints the word?"
Master Jitai smiled and said: "The so-called Tao is different and we do not seek each other. You and I are fundamentally two people with different ideas, so there are some things that cannot be discussed together. Just like our pursuit of beauty, we never
I don’t want to destroy beauty, but I want to continue beauty from beginning to end. Wouldn’t it be great for a beauty like Wang Zhaojun to live in the present? How meaningful it would be for more people to appreciate her beauty.
matter."
"So, how many people have you resurrected over the years?"
Master Jitai shook his head and said: "In today's altar village, most people's ancestors have ancestors whom we have resurrected."
"No wonder there are so many beauties in this village!"
"Not only that, Jitai Zhenren has developed into an organization."
"Organization?" I widened my eyes and asked, "What organization is it?"
Chapter completed!