Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 3 The Paper Frog
The night was hazy, thin clouds scattered, revealing the crescent moon, and the blue-white moonlight shone down. The ground full of weeds and rocks seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost.

rustling.
The mountain wind swayed the forest under the moonlight, Chen Yuan stared blankly at the crazy old man in front of her, and took a step back subconsciously.The old man suddenly buried his head covering his head, and when he raised his face again, his solemn expression collapsed, and the moment his figure was blurred, he came to Chen Yuan in the blink of an eye, and pinched his arms.

"Linyuan, it's all right, the cultivation level is gone, and it's time to re-cultivate. Come, teach me again for the teacher." The old man grabbed Chen Yuan's wrist, his gray brows tightened, and his fingertips touched the center of his brow, the center of the person, Dantian, "My good boy, have you broken your way?"

Chen Yuan pursed her lips and couldn't get a word out, or didn't know how to answer the words. This crazy old man must have mistook him for someone.

If he answered the wrong word, and the other party noticed it, would he kill him?
At this moment, he is still terrified by flying directly here from the town, his legs are still a little weak, and he can't make a sound.When the old man on the opposite side became more serious, shaking his gray messy hair, and kept asking him, Chen Yuan finally recovered from the shock just now.

"Old man. Me." Chen Yuan bit her lips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm not your apprentice."

"No, you are. You call me master, how can you not be my apprentice!"

The old man narrowed his eyes, pointed at Chen Yuan suddenly, put his hands in his sleeves and circled around 'hehe' and laughed.

"Disciple, do you want to play tricks on Master? You can't be fooled as a teacher."

"I'm really not."

However, before Chen Yuan could finish speaking, the old man who was circling stopped, pulled his arm, clasped his wrist with his fingertips and pushed and pulled it forward, bringing Chen Yuan up, in mid-air Turned in a great circle.

When it fell, the old man poked Chen Yuan's back suddenly with his fingers, and a blue light stretched to the tailbone in a straight line through the fabric.

After a while, the old man mentioned it.

Chen Yuan stood up straight, but before she could stand still, the old man's fingers waved repeatedly in the air, and they hit him between his eyebrows fiercely. A wave of air flowed from top to bottom, and the weeds around their feet spread out in a circle. go.

After half a cup of tea, Chen Yuan was sweating profusely, her limbs were weak and she couldn't stand still, so she sat down on the ground.

"Come here with your ears and pass on your formulas to the teacher, but you must memorize them well."

The old man spoke in a voice that only Chen Yuan could hear, with a few dozens of words, which were so obscure that it was hard to remember them at all, so he had to read them after the old man and asked them word by word, and managed to memorize them.

"Remember to start with the breathing energy first, and then supplement it with the food of flesh and blood to refine the soul and condense mana!"

After saying that, the old man jumped and rushed into the forest.

After turning back in a while, there were two more birds in his hand. He grabbed it from the air with his other hand, and one of the birds was in Chen Yuan's field of vision. Its feathers had faded, and the flesh and blood quickly decomposed during the struggle, leaving only some bones. Blood remains.

As if enjoying a delicious meal, the old man licked his lips, threw the bird's skeleton on the ground, smacked his lips, and shook his head regretfully.

"This bird is not as good as the chickens and ducks in that person's house."

"The chickens and ducks in that person's house?" Chen Yuan looked at the bird carcass in horror, and suddenly thought that the haunted house before might be the old man behind the scenes. Is it Master?"

The old man quickly waved his hands and shook his head, defending like a child.

"It's not me, it's not me. As a teacher, I just eat something at his house so that I can continue to look for you. The haunting is their own family business. As a teacher, I just think it's fun to help the ghost." At this point, the old man frowned. Zhan, touching his chin: "Oh, so it's a ghost. No wonder you give him something to eat. If you don't eat it, it will fall apart and fly everywhere. Leave him alone, apprentice, come on, you first After getting rid of this bird, blood sacrifices, this method will be considered a success as a teacher."

"I won't."

"Nothing, follow me as a teacher!"

The old man stretched out his palm, his eyes signaled Chen Yuan to follow suit, his lips trembled as he muttered, his palm changed into a claw shape.On the side, Chen Yuan also stretched out her palms into claws, and slowly unfolded them following the old man's movements. There seemed to be a slight coldness in her body being drawn, spreading across her limbs and bones, and relying on the palms and five fingers, a light blue gleam appeared.

According to the struggling bird in the old man's hand, all the feathers were visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and blood slowly withered. A streak of scarlet air meandered into Chen Yuan's palm, extended to the whole body, and fell into the warm dantian and settled down.

In an instant, the whistling insects in Kusama all around disappeared without a trace, but he could still feel the surrounding things keenly.

The sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels, the night insect slowly crawled across the grass, spread its wings and flew into the darkness, the old man squatted aside, tilted his head and blinked his eyes curiously at him.
For a moment, the darkness and blood energy faded away like a tide in her mind. Chen Yuan opened her eyes, and the world was embraced by the bright sunshine.

The dew hangs on the tip of the leaves, and the mountain wind slowly blows the forest and undulates in the field of vision. In the fields in the distance, smoke is rising from the peasants' thatched huts.

The crazy and weird old man was lying on the ground with his head propped up, murmuring in his sleep with his mouth open, and from time to time he would show a naive smile in his dream and scratch his neck.

In a short moment, the night passed.

Thinking of last night's experience, Chen Yuan felt like a dream, but everything was real.

I thought it was traveling to an unknown time and space, but I didn't expect that there were still gods and ghosts.Chen Yuan looked at the sleeping old man and thought a lot. Although the old man is crazy, he still taught him the formula.

It's Master.

He called out softly, "Master?" The sleeping figure over there suddenly opened his eyes and sat upright, looking around fiercely. Row of big yellow teeth: "Good boy, how was last night?"

The old man came over and squatted down, gesturing to himself with his hands: "Is it comfortable?"

Chen Yuan nodded subconsciously, and the crazy old man laughed.

"That's the way to enter my practice. It's very good, very good. Once you've practiced it, the disciples should hurry up and start a family, so that they can have a lot of children, and teach them as a teacher. When the time comes, a large group of children will be noisy and noisy. It must be very lively."

"Ah?" Chen Yuan thought that he couldn't keep up with the old man, but now that the sky was bright, he still wanted to go back and see the theater troupe, "Master, why don't you come down the mountain with me, I can take care of you, but the theater troupe Still have to say hello."

"Okay. But as a teacher, I don't like the sun. When it's dark, come find me again."

The old man pointed to the sun climbing up the clouds, walked to the shade of a tree and sat down, yawned and lay down on his side, waving his sleeves casually: "Go back quickly, bring food tonight!"

Chen Yuan smiled, the old man was crazy, but his organization was still clear, so he said goodbye and walked down the mountain, and turned around after a few steps: "Master, I...my name is Chen Yuan."

"You changed your name?" The old man opened his eyes, his eyes full of doubts, but he still nodded to let Chen Yuan go.

The white clouds are like fluff, the birds are singing and flying over the hills, and the old man lying on his side under the shade of the tree smacks his lips beautifully and smiles honestly.

"Why did you change your name, Chen Yuan, what a good name, my apprentice looks very handsome, he resembles me very much, hehehe!"

The old man suddenly frowned, took a breath, turned over and sat up cross-legged.

"Apprentices all have names, so what about me? What's my name? Hey. Why can't I remember, what is my last name?"

The old man's head suddenly hurt, his chest felt tight, and he couldn't remember his name no matter what. With a low growl of "Yeah—" he waved his sleeves and swept away. The big tree behind him exploded and its branches trembled. During the shaking, the whole tree broke down and fell down.

"Who am I, my old man's last name?!"

The old man had a ferocious face, holding his head and murmuring.

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Yuan walked briskly to the official road. He vaguely heard thunder rolling over the mountainside, and looked back, but he didn't care. Thinking about the experience last night made him feel unreal like a dream, and There is also a master who has learned magic.

It's not far from Funiu Town here, and it won't take long to rush all the way back to the town.After entering the long street, there were still people coming and going, vendors yelling along the street, but Chen Yuan still felt a little strange. It turned out that the story of the Wang family was spread in the town early in the morning. Stories about gods and ghosts have always attracted people. Groups of people in the streets and alleys talked about what happened last night with embellishment.

"You don't know what happened last night. I was there at the time. That ghost is the old Wangtou. He wouldn't be able to live if he died. It frightened his son's family."

Beside the well in the street, a stout woman is holding her struggling young son, and holding a wooden basin in the other hand, whispering vividly to her acquainted neighbor.When Chen Yuan walked past them, there were also people who came back from the outside and hurriedly told the new news they had inquired about.

"Hey, it's a big deal. The Wang family and his son were taken away by the Yamen people and put in chains."

"Isn't it haunted? What's going on?"

Chen Yuan stopped and stood aside to listen. The man who came back took a breath, pushed the child away, and continued to talk to these women: "I heard it from Lizheng, the Taoist priest last night Said that the ghost had something strange, so he couldn't surrender. Later, the yamen servant took Lao Wang's family to Lizheng's house for interrogation, and only then did the trial find out the truth.

It turned out that Lao Wangtou had been sick for many years and was always taken care of by Lao Wang's wife. Later, when his wife died, it fell to him and his son. Drugs were given to his head, and he pretended to hang himself. "

"The relatives who just died wished they could keep their family safe. No wonder old Wang Touqi made such a fuss when he came back this day. Father and son deserve it!"

A group of women who learned the truth spat in the direction of the old Wang's house.

There is no filial son in front of the long-term hospital bed. Chen Yuan sighed, this matter should be over now, when I returned to the troupe, everyone in the class was talking about this matter, and when they saw Chen Yuan coming back, they ran over to ask Where did he go last night? They were so tired looking for it.

"It was too chaotic at the time, and I was pushed to hide elsewhere. It was haunted, and I didn't dare to come back alone." Chen Yuan said perfunctorily. Hearing the word "ghost" over there, everyone's faces were also a little scared. The king's head ghost came back to take revenge and sighed again.

"What are you talking about, let's do something."

Old man Zhao came over to disperse them, and then looked at Chen Yuan, "Just come back, think about which play to play tonight, but it needs to be good-looking, let's make up for last night's loss first."

Regarding what happened last night, he was still distressed about the loss, and asked Chen Yuan to quickly come up with a good play to make up for it. He didn't mention where Chen Yuan was hiding last night, or whether she was injured.

Chen Yuan just smiled. Seeing that Team Leader Zhao was in a bad mood, she had to put the master's affairs aside first, buy some meat and go there in the afternoon, and bring the master back directly. Anyway, she still has some money to rent. I went to the room, changed and washed the master, and asked about the practice of Taoism.

Going back to the table and chair that belonged to me in the back hall, I lit the oil lamp, spread out the paper, and wrote a few words, but I couldn’t move. Look through the "Miscellaneous Suspicions of Huangchuan" next to it.

"Twenty miles northeast of Huangchuan, there is a black valley, thirty feet wide, deep and bottomed, with a pool in the bottom, black fish swim in it, and during the famine, some village people were hungry and ate it by mistake. They turned into tigers and rushed into the forest to kill deer and deer. Throwing it to the house to feed the women and children, like this for three years, one day fainted, turned into a person and knocked the door of the house, the neighbors heard the sound and came out, seeing it, his body and head were like a tiger, and died of fright, and the villagers drove them away with sticks. With tears in my head, I ran into the forest, and the tiger howled continuously at night until dawn."

Ok?
When turning a page, the paper shone under the light, and Chen Yuan vaguely saw that the handwriting on it had changed in the folded light, and the lines of more than a dozen characters were a lot heavier, as if they were specially marked.

'Strange. Why didn't you notice it in the past? '
He turned the book to the first page, and sure enough, in the originally thin and complicated font, under the light, there were also more than a dozen handwriting that were emphasized.

Could it be that I have the magic power to see it?

Chen Yuan suddenly took the writing brush at the side, and copied down the accentuated handwriting in the story "Paper Horse" one by one in order. After reading it carefully, it can be coherent, like a formula.

He read the formula several times and wrote it down, looked around and found no one was paying attention, found a piece of discarded paper and folded it back and forth, a moment later a small and exquisite paper frog appeared in the palm of his hand, and then gently put it on the table.

Chen Yuan followed the mantra of the spell, followed the instructions taught by her master, a little excitedly, but also a little nervous, lightly tapped the frog's head.

There was a blue light on the fingertips.

The light spread along the frog's head made of paper to reveal the green skin, and a pair of round eyes rolled their eyelids. However, when the blue light spread halfway, Chen Yuan felt dizzy and dizzy. Vacuumed clean.

When he looked at the table, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he saw a shiny green frog on the table, the lower half of which was still paper, puffing up his cheeks and yelling at Chen Yuan, pulling the table with his forelegs, dragging the lower half The paper body climbed to the edge of the table, accidentally fell to the ground, and a small cloud of smoke rose up, turning into a paper frog again.

Chen Yuan couldn't suppress the emotions that erupted in her heart, and she clenched her hands tightly. This has magical powers, as if another door in this world was opened to him.After a while, I tried a few more times with great joy.

However, there was only one time when he managed to conjure a complete little frog, bouncing back and forth between his palm and the table, and doing somersaults following his instructions.

As soon as the spell was withdrawn, it turned into a paper frog again in his hand.

'If it is replaced by wood or metal, wouldn't it be less afraid of water and fire?It can be put away after use, and why only make it into a horse, can't I carve a beautiful woman out of wood?Carve a Gatling'

Thinking of this idea, Chen Yuan's eyes fell on the wooden sculptures piled up in the background. Could it be used on them?There are too many people at the moment, so I put aside such thoughts for the time being.

After finishing what the old man Zhao had ordered, he went to the street to buy pastries and cooked meat and quickly left Funiu Town, heading up the mountain.

Following the footprints he stepped on to the grassy slope, patches of green grass rippled in the wind, and there was no old man on the unobstructed hillside.

Looking around, Chen Yuan yelled loudly: "Master——"

All around, except for the voice drifting away with the wind, there was no response from the old man at all.After waiting for half an hour, Chen Yuan had no choice but to return to the town down the mountain with regret.

In the next few days, apart from buying live poultry to practice according to the formula, Chen Yuan ran up the mountain whenever she had time, but unfortunately she didn't wait for the old man to show up.

Originally on the road of cultivating the Tao, I wanted to take Master out to see the outside world and travel for a while, but now I can't find anyone, so I had to put aside such thoughts for the time being, and go outside to look for it after I improve my cultivation.

Otherwise, if you really run into a monster, do you rely on paper frogs to jump over and deliver food to the other party?

On the evening of the fifth day, after performing a woodcarving play of "Drinking Dangyang Bridge", Chen Yuan and three senior brothers were called together, thinking that there was another drama to be arranged, but old man Zhao asked the helpers in the class to put The stage was dismantled, and everything in the back hall was tidied up.

"In the afternoon, I received a big job. Mr. Liu in the city was going to put on a big show. He heard about our reputation in Funiu Town, so he invited the troupe to sing a few times. We packed up and went there overnight. Not far."

'That's good, I can take this opportunity to find out if Master is in Qingshan County. 'Chen Yuan thought.

The theater troupe had a lot of stuff, but they packed it up quickly and put the three donkey carts away. A group of more than a dozen people left Funiu Town and headed for Qingshan County. It was tens of miles away, and it was already dark when they arrived.

They were all a bunch of rough people who didn't pay much attention to it. They made do with the donkey cart for a night, and when the sky was dark and the city gate opened, they went into the city to look for Liu's residence.

　In the last chapter, I made a lot of revisions.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)