The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 330 Little Dudou, Little Dudou

The little magic stick was run over by Nobita, but he suppressed his anger, picked up three incense sticks from the table, recited a mantra, and blew on the incense head.

A strange thing happened, the incense head ignited spontaneously without fire.

Just this one action proves that this kid does have some real skills, at least I can't do it like this to light the incense with just a breath.

As the incense was lit, a strange fragrance floated in the air, which made us all relax after smelling it.

It seems that this incense has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, and it is not ordinary.

The little magic stick respectfully inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, bowed three times and said: "My master said that the body is the magic weapon, and the magic weapon is the body. When a cultivator reaches a certain level, he doesn't need any Magical artifact.

Although I think he is bragging, I have to admit that when he lights this incense, he never needs to recite Jue or blow his breath. "

Daxiong interjected from the side: "Then he used a lighter?"

The little magic stick looked at him like an idiot and said, "The way I looked at you just now, he just looked at the incense, and lit the incense. Although I don't know what method he used, it can make me willing, How can a person who is an honest apprentice be really a waste?"

I didn't listen to the words behind the little magic stick, and I was already in shock.

A look can lighten the fragrance!Is this true or false?
I tried my best to recall the eyes of that Mr. Rong, which were clear and deep. Although his hair was long, it was completely used to cover the scorpion mark on his left forehead, making him look more transparent.

That's right, it's transparent. I really can't think of any adjectives to describe this Mr. Rong. When he stands there, even if he wears different clothes, he will look out of the crowd, but when you notice him, But you can find that he is different.

I suddenly had a kind of blind faith in the words of the little magic stick.

Perhaps, this Mr. Rong really has that much ability?Otherwise, why did my grandfather treat him so respectfully?

This incident overturned my 12 years of understanding of Taoism. I used to think that I knew enough and had a lot of experience compared to ordinary people, but I didn’t know that I was still a frog at the bottom of a well, and I didn’t even practice the real Tao. Understand.

However, a series of things that happened later made me understand that I was not only a frog at the bottom of the well, but even the worms swallowed by the toad at the bottom of the well were not counted.

It is precisely because of the appearance of this Mr. Rong that another door to the true "Tao" was opened for me.

Only then did I know that this Mr. Rong dared to comment on the various sects in this circle one by one because his status had reached an unimaginable level. Of course, this is just a later story.
Daxiong still didn't believe the words of the little magic stick, he laughed: "Could it be that your master is the ancestor of the Sanqing? One thought can kill people thousands of miles away? Then what kind of rituals are you doing? Just think about it, that white ape will die Is it? Why did you ask you to come to the front station?"

The little magic stick scratched his head: "He said he was going on a date!"

I go!The boy in front of him still behaved decently when he spoke and acted, but the last sentence directly made me classify him as a neuropathy.

As for why he can ignite the incense by blowing his breath, I have long been familiar with neurotic patients who always research some strange events that make people's hearts beat.

My grandfather came out of the bathroom at this time, wearing a Taoist robe, looking like a fairy, well, compared with the little magic stick, the little magic stick is a handyman, and my grandfather is the real Taoist priest .

Who would have known that tonight, my grandpa, a genuine Taoist priest, would help that handyman!
My grandpa glanced at Nobita and me: "You two go take a bath too."

Daxiong shouted enviously from the side: "I don't have a Taoist uniform."

My grandfather gave him a blank look: "If you don't have a Taoist uniform, just stick a gossip on your body."

After finishing speaking, the old man shook his hands, revealing two little sauce-colored bellybands!
The pattern embroidered on the bellyband is exactly the pattern of gossip!
I go!This old man has already prepared, isn't he!

Just this thing for the two of us to wear?Wouldn't that be a shame?

I involuntarily took a step back and pushed Nobita to the front. Nobita gave me a hard look, then took another step back and pushed me to the front.

"Where are you going to hide? You're in a hurry to get down to business!"

My grandpa jumped over and kicked us both into the bathroom.

It's a pity that when the two of us walked out of the bathroom with shirtless arms and bellybands, the cold wind in the middle of the night blew, so I didn't freeze to death.

Yun Yun laughed so hard that her crescent-like eyes were streaming tears.

The little magic stick laughed so badly that his originally serious expression collapsed in an instant.

My grandfather was smoking with a cigarette stick in his mouth. Seeing the two of us like this, he took a puff of cigarette and coughed up tears. After a while, he pointed at us tremblingly with the cigarette pot, and stammered: " Who told you to be shirtless? Just put on your clothes and put this bellyband on the outside."

Nobita and I looked at each other bitterly, this time there was no one to kick, so we ran back to get dressed.

When we came out again, I found that the little magic stick had already worn a certain high dao crown, and there was a sharp temperament on his immature face.

On the table in front of him, a bowl of down-to-earth rice was steaming and placed in front of the incense burner. In the yard, four locations had been circled with yellow paper symbols.

My grandfather was sitting cross-legged in one of the positions, meditating silently.

"Ou Ning goes to the left and is in the same row as Grandpa Ou, and Gan Chengxiong goes to the seat behind Grandpa Ou. The time has come, return quickly."

The little magic stick quickly pointed at the two positions with the mahogany sword.

Nobita and I knew that this was not the time to joke around, so we obediently found our seats and sat down.

The little magic stick said to the burning incense in the incense burner: "Master, please bless the boy to cast the spell successfully."

Then he picked up a blue paper talisman with the mahogany sword, and lit the three sticks of incense again.

I feel distressed looking at it, this guy is a prodigal, lighting incense with a blue charm is really extravagant, as expected, being rich is self-willed.

The little magic stick reinserted the three sticks of incense into the censer, and then, with a mahogany sword in one hand and a gossip mirror in the other, he took steps like the old lord descending to earth.

Not to mention, if you stretch out your hand, you will know if there is any. When this kid walks together, I will find that there is a faint wind around him, and even the dead leaves on the ground are whirling and flying.

While stepping forward, he chanted the incantation, and while chanting, he suddenly picked up a blue paper talisman with the mahogany sword, and blew on the paper talisman.

The blue paper talisman actually ignited with a 'shua'.

I wanted to see what was behind the practice of the little magic stick, and between closing and opening my eyes, I opened my Nether Eyes.

(End of this chapter)