Master Maoshan

I woke up again, and the severe pain from my whole body made me unable to breathe vigorously. Every time I inhaled and exhaled, if I exerted a little more strength, not only would I have a splitting headache, but my whole body and limbs would also be in abnormal pain. It was very uncomfortable, and I could only pant carefully.

Turning my head slightly, the tent made of yellow cloth is already in the distance. It seems that I have been removed from the cover of the yellow cloth, but the thing on the yellow cloth that looks like words and pictures is still emitting a faint red light. At this time, I felt a deep fear welling up inexplicably in my heart, and I knew clearly that I was afraid of the things painted on the yellow cloth. Why?

"Ah! Huh~~huh~~" Suddenly, a face like black charcoal and black smoke was looking at me, I panicked and couldn't help but yelled, followed by severe pain all over my body that made me unable to breathe , I can only breathe lightly.

An extremely familiar voice came from under the charcoal-like face, and the voice was actually Mr. Wu Da: "What are you talking about! If I didn't pull you out, my altar would not explode, and my face would not explode It won't be like this either!"

It turned out to be Mr. Wu Da, and there was a strong voice of complaint in his words. It seems that something must have happened during the period of time when I was unconscious!

Seeing that he was aggrieved now, I couldn't go on talking. When my breath calmed down, I told Mr. Wu Da, "Fortune teller, what did you draw on that yellow cloth? What about the red light? Why do I feel like those red lights are going to kill me?"

Mr. Wu Da took out a white handkerchief and kept wiping the black and gray stains on his face. When he heard me finish speaking, he stopped suddenly, then took a deep look at me, turned his face away again, and said coldly: "Because your 13 Kanshu.com has turned into blood beads, I don't believe everything you see is red!"

Sure enough, as Mr. Wu Da said, when I looked up at the sunlight, it was not as dazzling as usual, but as red as blood, almost crimson. I hurriedly looked at others, including leaves, flowers and plants, and surrounding trees. The clothes that people wear are all bright red, the red is dazzling, and the red is scary. I gradually got goosebumps all over my body, and I hurriedly looked away. . .

Mr. Wu Da glanced at my expression, seemed to understand that I had verified his words, and sighed deeply: "Chuqi, I originally thought that the seal of the Heavenly Master I drew according to the book could be Temporarily suppressing the ferocity of the turtle's blood nail, even the evil spirit in your body can be suppressed, but I didn't expect...Although the evil spirit around the turtle's blood nail was suppressed, it all ran into your body. I was negligent for a while, I should have thought that the coffin is dead, but the person is alive, you suck all the evil spirit around the coffin into your body when you breathe, now there is more evil spirit in your body, alas..."

Celestial Master Seal. . .Evil spirit. . .What are these things?And what Mr. Wu Da said earlier about the tortoise-blood nails, I don’t understand them, let alone understand them. I can only understand from Mr. Wu Da’s words that my current situation is caused by his carelessness. To be honest, I think he has been flipping through that broken book for the past two days. It seems that he is not very good at these things, otherwise he would not make mistakes again and again.

"Mr. Big! How's the situation? Have you figured out a solution?" Uncle Zhou's voice came anxiously from a distance, and then Uncle Zhou came to Mr. Wu Da, and saw that Mr. Wu Da's face was still a little gray Seeing the trace, Uncle Zhou was stunned for a moment, but he didn’t think much about it, tears streaming down his cheeks: “Xiuqiao’s child has been sitting on the bed in a daze since she was rescued in the morning, and she hasn’t even eaten a bite of food yet. The child here is still there, then... that will be bad for the child sooner or later, oh..."

Mr. Wu Da pointed to the yellow cloth like a small tent, and said cautiously: "Old Brother Zhou, this matter may become more and more serious, so I think it's time to tell you something!"

Uncle Zhou nodded immediately and said, "It's about this time, Mr. Da, if you have something to say, just say it!"

Mr. Wu Da immediately looked at Mrs. Zhou's birthday coffin with his hands behind his back. He looked like an expert teacher. Although he was still ashamed, he gave off a unique demeanor. I have seen the records about turtle blood nails in "Fa". The nine-nailed coffin was called a forbidden technique in the ancient Taoists, because the owner who is driven into the nine-nailed coffin will have his wife and children separated within seven days. Families are ruined, no matter if it is a quack warlock, a casual alchemist, or an orthodox Taoist expert, they all avoid such forbidden techniques because they are too vicious, and once they cannot be cracked, they will be backlashed. The power of the law is greatly increased, and the life of those who break the forbidden art will be greatly shortened, and even... Alas! Later, it is said that according to the "Twelve Scrolls of the Great Cave Secret Book of the Upper Qing Dynasty", which is one of the eight treasures of Maoshan Zhenshan, the master of Maoshan, Feed the four-inch nine-point nail with the blood of the tortoise, so it became known as the 'turtle blood nail', so far the tortoise blood nail has become a sharp weapon for killing monsters, nailing zombies and monsters, and dispelling disasters, but..."

Needless to say, everyone can guess the rest, but I still listened carefully. Mr. Wu Da paused for a moment, and then said: "The world is so dangerous, what can't be done to earn unjust money? It can be used to exorcise evil spirits in the righteous way, but in the hands of evil people, it is also a sharp weapon that can harm people, because the production of turtle blood nails is very simple, if it is less powerful, it only needs to be soaked in turtle blood On the 49th, it is enough to recite the mantra for blessing, but the method of cracking it is elusive, unless there are two people in the world who can crack it, and I... alas! This is the only way I can go..."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Wu Da put down his hands and made a helpless expression. Now, everyone in the venue panicked!

"Mr. Da, which two people are you talking about? Can we invite them?" Uncle Zhou's face turned pale to the extreme, and he became even more respectful to Mr. Wu Da.

Mr. Wu Da sighed, and said: "Only the authentic Maoshan descendant can break the turtle blood nail. The orthodox heirs now have only two branches that can break this situation, and they are competing for the most powerful Maoshan orthodox sect, the Xuanzong and the Tantric School. It is rumored that the head of the Xianzong, Gu Tan, is practicing in Maoshan, but the Tantric master, Yang Yuanshan, has been hidden from the world for many years. Traveling all over the world, to see his respectful face depends on chance. Apart from these two, no one can break this tortoise-blood nail. But... if you rush to Maoshan now, I will ask the head of Gutan , I'm afraid it will take a month at the earliest, even if you invite the head of Gutan or Mr. Yang Yuanshan, this tortoise's blood nail... but waits for no one!"

"Why? Isn't there a Heavenly Master's seal arranged by Mr. Da, can't it last for a month?" Uncle Tuesday asked excitedly.

Mr. Wu Da kept shaking his head, and sighed helplessly: "It's hard, it's hard..."

"Yang Yuanshan... surnamed Yang? Mr. Yang?! Could it be..." I suddenly opened my eyes wide, and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Zhou, I met Mr. Yang!"

Recalling the words of that person last night, he saw my unlucky fate at a glance, with the same fortune-telling posture as Mr. Wu Da, plus what Mr. Wu Da said, now that I think about it, I really feel a bit like the fairy wind that the old people said It's no wonder that such a skinny figure gives people a sense of radiance. It seems that the man must be the master Yang Yuanshan that Mr. Wu Da said.

Mr. Wu Da's eyeballs almost popped out, and he came to me uncharacteristically, grabbed my hand and said, "Chuqi, you, did you really see Mr. Yang? So he has been here before, so...hahaha Brother Zhou, your family is saved, by the way, Chuqi, where is Mr. Yang now? Why don't you keep him?"

"I... I didn't know what Mr. Grandmaster he was at that time, I thought he was passing by at night." I lowered my head embarrassedly and muttered.

Mr. Wu Da pointed at me and scolded loudly: "You! What you have accomplished is more than nothing! If Mr. Yang hadn't rescued me, the Zhou family would have been in disaster!"

"I, I know where Mr. Yang is!" I suddenly remembered what Mr. Yang said before leaving, if you can't make it through, go to the south to find him, then the south he mentioned should not be far away.

Mr. Wu Da and Uncle Zhou Zhou looked happy at the same time, and asked, "Where is Mr. Yang now?"

"Don't look for it, folks, I've kept you waiting." Suddenly, the middle-aged man's voice from last night slowly sounded from behind Mr. Wu Da.

When the man approached, I immediately recognized Mr. Yang who I met last night. Mr. Yang was holding a small cloth bag made of coarse cloth with a picture of black and white Pisces drawn on it, this. . .I didn't see him holding it in his hand last night.

Seeing Yang Yuanshan, Mr. Wu Da clasped his fists excitedly and said, "It really is Mr. Yang, the master of Maoshan Esoteric School. Mr. Yang, it's great that you can come!"

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