"This wine is my grandfather's treasured aged wine. Please try it. You can't buy it on the market." I stared at Qiao Kun and smiled.
Qiao Kun took a few sips of the wine: "It tastes good." Then he put the cup down and said, "You ran back to the starting point without finding the Nine Dragon Gate. Don't you want the lost life span?"
"How is it possible? I came back to apply for a new ID card." I filled Qiao Kun's glass with wine again, and asked him with a smile how much life span I had added during this period. In the past six months, I have done a lot of good deeds, helped people exorcise evil spirits, and caught monsters and arranged Feng Shui. I have accumulated a lot of merits.
"Want to know?" He smiled mysteriously.
"Of course, ask Uncle Qiao to tell me. When people walk in the world, who doesn't want to live longer?" I sighed. I didn't plan to stay in Shenyang for too long this time. I will apply for a temporary ID card tomorrow morning and set out on the journey of finding dragons again.
Mao Shi said that my grandfather appeared in the Tumen River area, so my next stop must be to look for my grandfather along the Tumen River. Although the river is very long, I believe that as long as I keep looking, I will always meet him.
"Okay, I'll show you." Qiao Kun took out his mysterious little notebook again and flipped through it. I kept paying attention to his facial expression. Not long after, he cleared his throat and said, "Your life has increased by 68 days in total, but you haven't accumulated a single day of good fortune and longevity. Instead, you have used up two days of your three days of good fortune and longevity."
I was a little dumbfounded at the time. I survived many life-threatening situations, traveled all over the country, and went through a lot of hardships, but I only increased my life by 68 days, and I didn't increase my life by a single day. This is too unfair!
The night wandering god seemed to see through my thoughts and said with a smile: "Do you think it is so easy to increase your life span in this world? God is supporting you from above. It is extremely difficult to increase your life span. Without meritorious deeds, you will not live for a few days even if you work yourself to death."
This really made me depressed. He didn't need to tell me about borrowing life and buying life. I knew it myself. One of these two is to borrow from the next life, and the other is to buy it from the King of Hell with gold, silver and treasures. Moreover, there is no price tag for life span, and there is no price bureau to supervise it. So for the same money, the King of Hell may give you a few more years if he likes you, or a few less years if he doesn't like you. This kind of life span is exchanged for your blessings. In other words, you may be a department-level cadre in your next life, but if you buy life span once, you can only be a clerk at most. If you buy more, you will lose more. In the final analysis, this thing is like a credit card, which must be paid back sooner or later.
Sixty-eight days is not bad. Qiao Kun also told me that Fu Shou had escaped two death disasters. One of them was because he ate the ambergris, and the second was because Zhong Kui appeared in time. Both of them were counted as Fu Shou's escapes.
He stretched his body lazily: "I have something to do, so I won't chat with you. It's so dark now. I have to go back to bed early. I haven't eaten the peaches that people offered to me a few days ago." After Ye Youshen said this, a gust of wind blew in the house, and he disappeared without a trace.
I smiled. It is undeniable that Ye Youshen is a fair and honest god, much better than the Yincha I met on the road to the underworld. But when I was cleaning up the wine glasses, I found something strange, that is, the wine spilled on the table. It stands to reason that Ye Youshen is a real god, how can he spill the wine outside? I felt something was wrong. After Ye Youshen left, he said, "Eat peaches while sleeping."
He is the Night Wandering God, why is he sleeping? And what the hell is this "peach"?
Feeling something strange, I gently touched the drop of wine with my palm, and instantly felt extremely hot. I quickly retracted my hand and stared at the table for a long time, thinking about the words of the Night Wandering God, peach, escape, water produces wood, but wine belongs to fire, wood produces fire, escape, sleep is to close your eyes, representing the extinction of Yang!
Combining these clues, I concluded that he deliberately gave me these clues to tell me that there is danger!
Not daring to neglect, I collected the tablet of the Night Wandering God and hurriedly opened the door. I saw a palm-sized mouse staring at me with its black eyes at the bottom of the corridor.
"Looking for death!" I stepped on the Tiangang and pointed my finger at it.
I saw the mouse running downstairs in a panic. When it was about to go downstairs, I used the "pen curse" to land on the board and hit it down. I saw that the mouse was firmly nailed to the stairs on the third floor. Then, I ran downstairs quickly, thinking that if the opponent's strength was nothing, the Night Wandering God would not remind me to run quickly.
I thought of what the Nine Star Three Elders said to me, that the wanted order issued by the Xuanmen would use the increase of life span as a bargaining chip. I went through all kinds of dangers and only increased my life span by 68 days. I really don't know how those people in the Xuanmen can increase their life span by several years at a time.
Going down to the third floor, I took out the Seven Star Sword and stared at the struggling black rat. Just as I was about to drop the sword, a hoarse voice came from my side: "Daoyou, why bother to compete with such a little beast."
I suddenly felt my hair stand up and my back was cold. How did he appear in front of me quietly? I raised my head and saw that he was wearing a black suit and his hair was messy, but his face seemed to be covered with a layer of black gauze, so I couldn't see his appearance clearly.
The black rat pinned by the 'falling curse' suddenly stood up, fluttered its hair, and hurriedly ran to the trouser leg of the man in front of it, then disappeared into the air.
His voice sounded like he had just crawled out of a grave: "Look, my little guy got scared by you."
I stared at him warily, and my hands were not idle either. Behind my left hand, I scratched my palm with my fingernails, and slid my thumb gently, preparing for the 'palm thunder method'.
"I don't think we knew each other before." I said warily. "It doesn't matter whether you know me or not. I'm 130 years old, and most people who know me are dead now." He paused, coughed a few times, and said as if he was out of breath: "But I have done too many evil things in this life. I'm sure the King of Hell will not forgive me when I die. You are still young, and you are a Taoist priest. You should die early and become an immortal sooner. Come on." He hunched over, took out a human head bowl from his arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Come in, it won't hurt at all."
As soon as he finished speaking, I took the initiative and put my left hand on the bowl. Then, he aimed the palm thunder at the man in black and chanted the Five Thunder Mantra: "Five Thunders, Five Thunders, quickly meet Huang Ning, change with mist, roar with lightning, come as soon as you hear the call, quickly make a yang sound, hurry up as the law commands."
A green light hit the mouth of the black-clothed man's bowl, and there was no reaction at all, but then I felt numb in my mind, and the ordinary corridor in front of me suddenly turned blood red at this moment, and then I smelled a pungent stench. Looking around, the original corridor disappeared, replaced by a wasteland full of corpses.
"What a strong blood evil! How many people must be killed to practice it!" My heart was shocked.
The black-clothed man whose face could not be seen clearly stood above the pile of dead bodies, and the mouth of the skull bowl in his hand gushed blood. Not long after, a sea of blood appeared around me.
I recognized the human head bowl in his hand. It was recorded in folk evil methods that this bowl collects the resentment of the dead. It is refined by secret methods, and the collected resentful souls and wild ghosts are transformed into blood evil and merged into the mouth of the bowl. No matter whether they died suddenly, unjustly, or tragically, no matter how fierce the resentful souls are, they will become the nourishment of this human head bowl.
But the secret method of refining the human head bowl is very evil, and one must use one's own bones and blood as raw materials. In other words, in order to refine this evil weapon, he must first marry and have children, play the role of a good father, and wait until the child is 18 years old. He must torture his mother to death in front of his son, let his son's heart resentment soar, and wait until the child's sky lantern turns purple due to the evil fire, and then chop off the child's head, and then refine the resentment, open the top of the head with a bone knife, and use it as a bowl to collect blood evil.
As for the details, I don't know much, but I really didn't expect that there are such vicious people in the world!
The illusion caused by the blood evil spirit caused a pile of corpses and a sea of blood to appear in front of my eyes. I felt dizzy and as if I might lose my soul at any time. The invincible divine attack lost its effect at this moment. Suddenly, he said in a very hoarse voice: "Teach me your secret method to open the underworld, and I can spare your life."
This is the first time I have encountered an evil master who can beat me without any chance of fighting back. This also proves that China is vast and rich in resources, and many old monsters who can't hide are the real masters.
I gritted my teeth. It turned out that he was thinking about my Yin-Yang secret method. In a hurry, I bit my index finger almost in slow motion, sealed my body, and tore open the clothes on my chest, wanting to use myself as a talisman!
As soon as the first stroke fell, the man in black said hoarsely: "You are so stubborn. How could Maoshan fall into such decline in your generation?" Then I saw him point his finger at me, and the corpses in the illusion around me stood up one by one. They staggered towards me, and suddenly I was bitten on the calf by a half-cut evil ghost.
Waves of ghosts crying and shouting kept coming out of my mind, and the stinging pain eroded my brain. In a hurry, I stabbed the Seven Star Sword fiercely into the head of the evil ghost that bit my calf. After beheading it, I took a long breath and knew that I had to fight desperately now, so I immediately concentrated and calmed down, half-knelt on the ground, and used my hand as a pen to draw the first stroke of the word "dragon".
As soon as the stroke fell, a strong wind suddenly rose around my body and swept away the evil ghosts that pounced on me. Waves of dragon roars spread out under my pen. Dragons belong to true yang and can deter all evil, so when the dragon's momentum rises, the sea of blood around me begins to slowly retreat.
Then I used my other hand to quickly press my Tianyang acupoint to stimulate the true yang in my body. I clenched my teeth and let the talisman drain my blood and essence. Finally, I wrote the word "dragon" in continuous strokes. At the same time, a green light leaped up in front of me. In the dim light, I seemed to see a green dragon shadow rushing towards the evil master!