Zhutian Film and Television opens with a Taoist

Chapter 127: Murder in a small town, memories of a young man
This is what the human race of this world strives for for future generations. Instead of being slaves, be your own masters. Look at the world of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, where humans and animals are sacrificed to heaven at every turn. How terrifying, living humans are sacrificed to the gods.

Practitioners must abide by the laws of the world. Think about it, it is actually quite difficult for monks. They must abide by the great road, the way of heaven, the rules of heaven, the laws of earth, and the laws of man. If you make a mistake, all your efforts will be wasted. I really think about it. Let me tell you that I want to become a monk, because as long as they put down the butcher knife, they will become Buddhas, but they dare not. They are sterilized, so what hope do they have in becoming gods? Isn’t it just for the sake of fairy ladies?

At dawn, He Xiu casually gave a few sticks of incense to the three female ghosts, helped them consolidate their practice for the night, and burned some paper money for them. It was the Ghost Festival in a few days, and it was time for them to take a holiday and go shopping outside the ghost gate. Some goods from the underworld, good things that are not available in the human world.

I'll go to Uncle Jiu's place another day to decide. There will be no place to produce paper money for a long time in the future. It will not be available until the 80s, and it is not authentic yet.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang"

"It's a dead person, it's a dead person. Cuicui was eaten by a ghost before Lin Mansion came out of the pavilion?"

Life in a small town is very ordinary, and rare things happen. Naturally, most people rush over to pretend to care, but in fact they are enthusiastic about eating melons, and by the way, they say a few lies about condolences and hope for change.

When He Xiu came downstairs, he didn't go to crowd around to eat melons and watch the fun. He had seen too many dead people.

He shouted to the shopkeeper who stood at the door and looked around because he wanted to go and see the store. : "Boss, boss! The shopkeeper!"

"Hey, hey, hey, here, here, sir, what are your orders?"

"Well, steam some steamed buns for me. Remember to ask the chef to wash his hands. Also, make me some noodles."

"Okay! I'll go right away." The shopkeeper was so happy that he came to the kitchen and asked someone to make noodles, steam buns, and cook noodles.

Little Si Teng wore a string of small bells and balls on his hand, made of sterling silver. He came down the stairs happily and jumped into He Xiu's arms.

"Husband, husband, that Ling Zhan is so stupid. He can't even play with a flower rope. Husband, can you play with me?"

"Well, my husband is teaching you how to play a fun game, okay?" He Xiu thought of the games played by his classmates when Yuan Shijie was studying. He had been practicing hard for a long time.

"Okay, okay." Si Teng was very happy. Compared with Qiu Shan, who was always whipping her with a whip, He Xiulai was obviously in a better place. He never thought that he would have such a happy time.

He Xiu's gentle smile and bright eyes seemed to be able to heal the psychological trauma caused by Qiu Shan in the past.

He Xiu took out the corn, took out the embroidery needle and hemp rope, and threaded it on the corn that was as dry as jade. The corn at this time was still yellow and clear. The new corn tasted dry and sweet, and it was ground after being dried. The batter made from corn flour is even more delicious.Unlike the genetically modified foods of later generations, what the heck is that? It was purely dry food made to feed a population of 15 billion. As a result, most people stopped eating it and fed chickens, ducks and geese instead.Si Teng's big, piercing eyes looked at He Xiu piercing the corn kernels with a needle, and the strings looked like topaz bracelets.

"Look, are you playing like this?" He Xiu threw a handful of corn skewers on the table, threw the skewers in his hand into the sky, grabbed a bunch of corn skewers on the table, caught the fallen corn skewers in the air, and then Just throw two skewers away, and then quickly pick up the corn skewers on the table, three skewers and four skewers. Repeatedly increase the number of corn skewers thrown away. If you want to increase the difficulty, you can also pick up more and catch more. At that time, the competition is who can catch more. , with fast hands and accurate eyesight, he can have fun playing with his female classmates without any stakes.

The point is, female classmates!
Who would want to play this with male classmates? It was only when they grew up that these male classmates realized it. It's a pity that things have changed and people can't go back.

She scolded He Xiu for being an old pervert who knew how to mingle with girls at such a young age. He Xiu said that he was very innocent and that he played this kind of game with his female classmates because he was afraid of getting injured playing basketball. Don’t get me wrong, I actually regret it too. I’m not enlightened, fuck.

Si Teng got a new toy, and finally stopped pestering He Xiu. He played happily alone at a table. This attracted the unattended children who were wandering around nearby, and they all surrounded Si Teng. The emergence of new games gave Si Teng the feeling of having new friends.

He Xiu looked at the smile on her face and was happy for her. After all, in the original work, her coldness was not pretended, but was suppressed after experiencing too much suffering.

She was abused as a child, forced to eat her own kind alive, her first love was deceived, she was betrayed in the first half of her life, and she was hunted all her life. From physical to inner torture, everything haunted her all the time.

Although He Xiu looked at her, he was thinking about how to lead her to practice, or let her become a master, such as Partridge Gu...

He didn't dare to teach her Taoist skills privately. What if the Patriarch found out that he would directly steal the soul? Looking at Qiu Shan, he didn't dare. He just let her devour the same kind and become an evil demon, and he could develop skills according to his talent.

Open the system mall, and the secondary mall inside has not yet been opened. In other words, black dog blood, rooster blood, cinnabar, wolf pens, children's urine and other things can still be bought or collected in the private sector. Ordinary things that arrive.

But you can teach the ordinary Qi training method yourself. Anyway, everyone in the outer disciples knows it. If nothing happens, just ask her to read more sages and Taoist scriptures. Maybe she will be enlightened by some time!
As for those who said that demons cannot practice Taoist magic, He Xiu could only give him a middle finger. Not many people in the world of immortals and gods are human. There is no distinction between demons and humans. The high-level officials are all grotesque. For example, the three clear, four imperial and five qi are all the qi of the opening of the sky, and then down to the nine yao and 28 constellations, which one is a human being.

People are at the bottom of the food chain in the world of immortals and gods. Most of them are heavenly soldiers or government officials. There are only a few who are good at it, and there are only a few heavenly masters with gold on their faces. Who knows the actual situation, and I have never ascended. , it is said that it is a position like a secretary assisting the work of the Four Heavenly Emperors. There is no way that people can think quickly. In terms of strength, who can do it better than those big guys? Working part-time, the leader only needs to enjoy life and rights.

The second brother had just come back from watching the fun. He saw a group of dirty children occupying a table and playing with corn. He was very angry and was about to chase them away.

He Xiu smiled and held on, stuffing a French currency into it. : "Hey, that's enough. Let's just play for a while. There are no guests now. Why are you so anxious? What happened over there? Tell me."

When the second brother saw the money, he immediately became happy and glanced at the children over there. It was still an hour before the end anyway, so he just didn't care. There were not many foreign guests in the town, so there weren't many guests anyway.

(End of this chapter)