Datang male nanny

Chapter 64 Old Daoist Flickering Lame
Yuchi Xunyu finally treated the Taoist priests well, and the Taoist priests couldn't help but look at Ni Tu with admiration.

Yuan Digang even followed up and asked Ni Tu about the secret of Tianlei's method of beating drums.

Ni Tu took out agates, pearls, jujubes and other objects and placed them on the ground, then taught the people the formula.

"Listen to me. You have to repeat these things over and over again. Only when you have enough skill can you turn them into fetishes. Remember, this mantra is for soft-bodied and loose-feeling."

Afterwards, Ni Tu took a sip of the wine, and after lying down, he listened to the hymns of the crowd singing the hymn to soft rice, and coaxed him to sleep.

When he fell into a daze from sleep, he was suddenly woken up by someone.

"Dinner ready?" Ni Tu stretched his waist and asked.

"What, that kid Xun Yu is sick!" Yuan Digang said anxiously.

"Sick? Could it be that you lost your soul because of the thunder drum?"

"No, I'll wait and see. He seems to have really been punished by the gods. His arms and back hurt like needles. Now he can't lift his arms. The pain is unbearable. He just yells while lying on the kang."

"I'll take a look!" Ni Tu felt that this guy must have attracted a demon and just caught a cold from fright.

But after checking his back and back, his brows were tightly frowned.

"How?" Yuan Digang asked anxiously.

Ni Tu shook his head.

Yuan Digang burst into tears immediately.

"What should we do? If something happens to Da Lang, the old man Yu Chigong will definitely not let us go. He only knows that Da Lang is joking with us, and he can't help guessing that we will be offended, so he got angry I poisoned Da Lang, and he died of the poison. What should I do!"

The leader wept, and the rest began to cry too.

Ni Tu raised his hand and scolded in annoyance: "Don't cry! When did I say that he can't be cured!"

Only then did everyone wake up, raised their tearful eyes and asked, "Is it fire therapy? That's what I saw Senior Brother Sun do!"

"no!"

"Acupuncture? I saw Senior Brother Sun doing it like that. He already turned Yuchi Gong into a hedgehog."

"no!"

Being annoyed by everyone, Ni Tu could only come up with a solution, "You guys go catch toads."

"Toad? Where can I find one in winter?"

"It's easy to find them in winter. They are hibernating in the deep caves by the river."

"What is hibernation?"

"It's just to sleep with my wife in my arms."

"We're ashamed to disturb them."

"roll!"

……

Ni Tu disemboweled a frozen toad to remove its internal organs, and just threw it into the fire and burned it for a while.

Afterwards, he pinched it out with a wooden stick, and then made a mess with a stone, and called it on Yuchi Xunyu's painful, red and swollen back.

Wrap it tightly with cloth strips again.

"What kind of treatment is this? What disease does Dalang have?"

"Scrofula."

"What is scrofula?"

This group of old Taoists really broke the casserole and asked the bottom line. Ni Tu was so annoyed that he went back directly: "Go back and ask Daoist Sun!"

After that, Ni Tu fell into a deep sleep.

You know, tonight's Yuchi Xunyu will be clamoring all night because of the intensified pain, and he will not be able to sleep well at that time.Before the onset of the disease, I feel sleepy.

After sleeping for half a day and until midnight, Yuchi Xunyu lay down on the kang in pain and cursed Ni Tu loudly.

Several old Taoists complained about Ni Tu very much.

Taoism is not good, but it is still capable.

This guy is still too young.

There is too little suffering, and the pretense lacks technical content.

Hearing the grievances and grievances of the old Taoists who were so noisy that they couldn't sleep, Ni Tu smiled wryly.

If you want to conquer these veterans, don't let them talk to Sun Simiao, saying that I, Ni Tu, are useless.

If you want to really establish yourself as an outrageous and untouchable position in Datang, then you have to show some real skills.

Ni Tu thought for a long time, and finally thought of a great skill.

That is sleep!
In the early morning of the second day, Ni Tu strolled into the place where the thunder and drums were made before.

Yuan Digang felt that Ni Tu was sneaky and seemed to have something more mysterious to do, so he followed him in secretly.

There is still snow everywhere in the forest, covering the grass and land, covering the trees with white clothes, and covering the small streams in the forest, only revealing deep winding ravines in the forest.

As soon as the sun came out, the white forest was illuminated white and red, and the scene was very beautiful.

Some white mist evaporated, and some low shrubs were covered with crystal clear rime flowers.

The whole forest looks like Qionglou Yuyu, so beautiful.

"Is the Taoist priest also coming to appreciate the rime?" Ni Tu's voice sounded from behind.

Yuan Di just turned around in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Come to relieve, but I don't want to spoil this beautiful scenery."

"Then jump into the deep ditch, and people and dung can be turned into fertile soil for this beautiful scenery."

After Ni Tu finished speaking, he walked out of the woods.

Yuan Digang left a black line on his face.

The Taoist priests are lighting a fire and cooking.

Helplessly, the firewood last night was wet with snow and frost, and could not be ignited. There was billowing smoke, and several old masters coughed and choked.

Ni Tu came to him with his arms in his arms, and said, "You guys don't bother, use this to burn!"

As Ni Tu spoke, he took out a small stone from his bosom.

A Taoist priest saw that what Ni Tu was holding was a snow-covered stone, his cheeks trembled and his beard was about to dance.

"Burning stones? Is Mr. Xiao Lang crazy? Or is he deliberately laughing at me and other veterans?"

Ni Tu smiled slightly, weighed the stone, and said, "It's simple, I will make a spell for you, and the stone will burn."

Under everyone's sneering and mocking eyes, Ni Tu took a few steps, found a flat ground, took out a few white stones from his arms, and built them together.

Ni Tu came in front of Yuan Digang and said, "Master Daoist, I would like to borrow your mahogany sword."

Yuan Digang's beard fluttered in the wind, and his mouth was raised high: "This is a sword to exorcise evil spirits, and it is also our sword of peace and observation. How can Zhu Zi play with it?"

Someone next to him spoke directly: "Di Gang, give him the sword and see how he can do tricks. If he can't make a bean, let's see how we can turn him into firewood and throw it into the stove to burn."

Yuan Digang quickly drew out the mahogany sword on his back and handed it to Ni Tu.

Ni Tu clasped his fists in thanks, then came to the pile of stones and drew a small circle around them.

"The little doll has to draw circles when he urinates, what a waste!"

Someone said that, causing everyone to laugh.

Later, Ni Tu drew the hexagrams of Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, and Kun on the outside of the small circle.

All the Taoist priests began to refrain from joking, and gathered around one after another.

"Is this kid not joking?"

"Come on, a fur doll without a beard can fart!"

"What did he say before? He studied under Immortal Crane? Who is Immortal Crane?"

"You don't even know him?"

"you recognize?"

"I know you! Taoist Xianhe, a Taoist named Xianhe."

……

While everyone was laughing and cursing, Ni Tu had already finished drawing the hexagram.

Afterwards, Ni Tu picked up a piece of burnt straw paper in front of the firewood stove with a wooden sword, and lifted it up. Ni Tu reached out to pick it up from the gourd at his waist, took a sip of wine, and sprayed it directly on the yellow paper.

Afterwards, Ni Tu stabbed the bottom of the smoking firewood in the stove with his sword.

"call!"

The yellow paper dipped in alcohol quickly burned.

The Taoists gasped.

(End of this chapter)