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Chapter 21 Goose Head Taoist Priest Surnamed Huang

The red rope that binds the soul is a magic weapon for walking the yin. One end wards off evil spirits, the other end binds the spirit. Put the blood of the rooster comb in a pottery bowl, then fill it with water from peach wood branches, furnace ashes on the bottom of the pot, and a piece of silver chopsticks, and put it horizontally on the mouth of the bowl; chicken blood belongs to water, silver chopsticks belong to gold, furnace ash belongs to fire, and peach branches belong to wood , The pottery bowl belongs to soil, gather the five elements and soak for seven days, see the chicken blood stained the rope and turn it red, the rope is done. ——Excerpted from Tongyin Eight Volumes of "Wordless Book of Heaven".

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The gangster tied Bai Shibao to the horse and galloped the horse all the way. Bai Shibao was so dizzy that he retched his throat and almost vomited. I?"

"There are so many people with guns in their hands. If I rescue you from running away, wouldn't your body be a living target?" Lan Xin'er sat behind a gangster with a helpless expression on her face.

Bai Shibao sighed: "It's a good thing to meet a gangster kidnapping you. It's really bad luck. It's better to be comfortable at home..."

"You can't blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame him!" Lan Xin'er said and pointed to the person next to her.

At this time, the second master Wang Xiang straddled his horse and detoured in front of Bai Shibao, cupped his hands and said: "Master, I have offended you, if you persist a little longer, you will arrive at the cottage."

"It's said that a good horse doesn't go on its own, how can you invite someone like this?" Bai Shibao said angrily.

Wang Xiang didn't say a word, he yelled at all the gangsters to go fast.

All the gangsters whipped their whips and neighed the fierce horses, and the horses galloped up the mountain with their hooves stepping on the gravel and sand.This group of bandits are very good at equestrian skills, they can handle the mud and swamps at the foot of the mountain, and their legs are also strong, so they are not afraid of bumps. What kind of expert are you, give me the truth, so that I can understand to death!"

Wang Xiang smiled and said: "Master, you are too worried! I have the intention to ask you to go up the mountain, how can I kill you? But I forgot to introduce, my surname is Wang Mingxiang, I have been in the green forest for many years, and I have been a thieves on this Jiaolong Mountain. Love, call me the second master..."

It turned out that this Wang Xiang was from Lanzhou Prefecture, Gansu Province in the old Qing Dynasty. He liked to play with guns and clubs since he was a child. When I arrived at the 'Punishment Department Prison', I became a jailer.Wang Xiang is generous and generous, and makes friends in prison. Whether it is a bandit in the green forest or a gangster, as long as they are like-minded, they worship the sky and become Jinlan. Later, to save his brother from prison, he killed the jailer and fled to Luocao in Jiaolong Mountain. and became the leader of the bandits who robbed houses.

Although they are gangsters, they have gang discipline. They do not kill when they are poor and lowly.

After Bai Shibao heard about Wang Xiang's life experience, he admired him from the bottom of his heart as a man, but now he was tied up by this tough man, and he accepted it, but he didn't know why he was tied up in the cottage.

Not long after, the horses turned over the hill, and saw a mountain village built in a mountain depression, and the gate of the village was closed tightly.

Someone was looking at the horses with a light on the tower, and when they saw Wang Xiang and others, they shouted at the top of their voices: "It's the second master who is back, open the gate of the village quickly!" Open it, and a group of people and horses ran out from the gate of the village, lighting up the lights and lining up.Bai Shibao saw that there were more than 20 gangsters in this gang, wearing special clothes and leather boots, with a big knife on his waist, a spear in one hand, and a horse rein in the other, riding their horses on both sides.

There is a pair of Huanxi big gongs in front of you. These gongs weigh about [-] jin. You don’t need to carry them by hand or on your shoulders. They are hung on your chest with two big silver hooks. ", after the group of people separated on both sides, there was a bandit Lala who ran forward and said: "The second leader is hard!" and helped Wang Xiang off his horse.

"Hurry up and get the master off the horse!"

Wang Xiang pointed to Bai Shibao, and a gangster asked Bai Shibao to get off his horse. Wang Xiang came over and untied Bai Shibao from the rope. Lian Sheng apologized. Sun Monkey of Huaguo Mountain and I, Bai Shibao, tasted it, and it was really not a good taste..."

After Wang Xiang ordered the gangsters to take stock of their belongings, they took the horses into the stronghold and handed over their hands to guide Bai Shibao.

Bai Shibao saw that the gates and walls of this cottage were made of mud bricks, and they were firmly guarded. Bye-bye, the gate of the village was like a shop that opened its doors to welcome customers. "Shan alone happy", there is a pair, but there is no horizontal comment. Bai Shibao doesn't know that the word "horizontal" is taboo among Ma bandits, and horizontal means lying down or dying horizontally, so don't even write horizontally in pairs.

After entering the village, the gates are in order, the main hall and side rooms are fully built, and the torches in the village are arranged neatly, illuminating the villa brightly.

Lan Xin'er followed Bai Shibao closely, thinking of ways to rescue him as soon as possible, if she stayed here for a long time, she would not be able to pay back the sun...

Wang Xiang led Bai Shibao to a main room. Bai Shibao saw that there were people guarding the house tightly, the doors and windows were closed, and the candles in the room flickered slightly. The person he wanted to see was a big horn!
After Wang Xiang opened the door and entered the room, he brought Bai Shibao to a bed. There was a person lying on the bed, covering a thick quilt with only one face exposed. Bai Shibao poked his head and saw that this person was as thin as a mummy No matter how good the cook was, he couldn't cut even half a piece of meat. His face was as yellow as paper, his eyes were sunken in their sockets, and he probably died soon.

"Big master?... When I went down the mountain to 'explore the disk', I met an expert. This man has a strong human law and can catch ghosts and subdue demons. I invited him to treat your illness..."

Bai Shibao was taken aback, it turned out that this person is the leader of this gang of gangsters, if he didn't say anything, he would have thought it was his old father. If you're not a doctor, how can you see a doctor and prescribe medicine?"

The head opened his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at Bai Shibao, his mouth wriggled as if he wanted to say something, Wang Xiang put his ear close to him, and after listening for a while, he frowned and said to Bai Shibao: "I Big brother asked if you can subdue the yellow wolf?"

"Yellow wolf?" Bai Shibao understood that yellow wolf refers to weasel.Did you invite me here to catch a weasel?You have so many people and so many guns that you can't even catch a weasel?Asked: "What the hell is going on?"

Wang Xiang sighed, pulled Bai Shibao aside, and told the story of the future...

Lying on the bed, this is Wang Xiang's sworn brother, also the bandit leader of Jiaolong Mountain, named Yuan Longzhao.

This Yuan Longzhao was originally from Peihai, Jinling. In the old Qing Dynasty, he performed martial arts in the rivers and lakes. He made a name for himself with his martial arts. Later, he became obsessed with Taoism and traveled all over the world in search of masters.After arriving here, he heard that there was a Taoist priest, so he wanted to find him as a teacher, but the Taoist priest had passed away, so Yuan Longzhao brought roasted chicken and spirits to the Taoist grave, and put roasted chicken and spirits as a gift. The offering, after a series of kowtowings, turned into a closed-door disciple of the Taoist priest, and he drew up a Taoist name called: Zhaolong Taoist.

Afterwards, they took root on Jiaolong Mountain and recruited disciples. Whenever there were brothers who were in trouble, they recruited up the mountain and worshiped brothers. Gradually, there were more apprentices and brothers.

"Why did he provoke the yellow wolf?" Bai Shibao couldn't help asking curiously when he heard this.

Wang Xiang looked at the leader Yuan Longzhao lying on the bed, he was so angry that he couldn't help but sighed again and said: "Half a year ago, a warlord hurriedly recruited me to join the gang, but the real reason was that he took a fancy to the guns in our hands. After talking, they started to make a move on the Shuanglang Mountain in the distance...

There were not many of us, and we were trapped in Shuanglang Mountain. After three days of food shortage, we began to kill horses to satisfy our hunger. At this time, a Taoist priest in yellow robes came from somewhere, and pointed out a shortcut for us to escape. After returning to the village, there were I heard from the Taoist priest in yellow robe that as long as the gate of the mountain is closed for three days, the opponent will retreat!
When the warlord led his troops to attack, we stayed behind closed doors. After three days of stalemate, the other party really withdrew their troops.My elder brother saw that the Taoist priest in yellow robe could pinch and count, so he begged him to stay at the gate of the mountain, and he practiced Taoism every day. "

"This Taoist priest is so powerful, what is the origin?" Bai Shibao asked.

"This man only said his surname is Huang, and his single name is Weng. He originally wanted to ride a crane to cultivate immortality, but he didn't want to suddenly realize Taoism while holding a goose head. Since he couldn't do it as a heavenly immortal, he became an earthly immortal, known as: Goose-headed Taoist priest."

"Goose-headed Taoist priest..." The name seemed to scratch Bai Shibao's heart, and it just itch.

"The next thing is even more terrifying..." Wang Xiang walked to the candle in the window, watched the flames flickering, and the light of the fire shone on his face, making his face even paler. He paused and continued: "This goose-headed Taoist After coming to the cottage, he did not go out during the day and saw no one at night, and someone even reported that all the chickens, ducks and geese in the cottage were gone for no reason, and that they might have been taken away by wolves. He was punished with a few sticks, but the man refused to accept it. When he lay in the dark to watch at night, he discovered that the goose-headed Taoist priest had crept up to steal the chicken in the middle of the night. No difference..."

"Then what happened afterwards?" Bai Shibao asked.

"Later we reported to the head of the house, the head of the house was dubious, copied the guy, guarded by the chicken coop at night to peek, was also surprised when he saw it, picked up the gun and aimed a shot at his leg, the yellow robed Taoist priest He let out a cry, leaped half a meter high, and turned into a weasel. When he ran away, he said that he had saved the lives of the people in the cottage, and he would take revenge on me like this after eating a few chickens. Life is over, within five days, the head of the family is bedridden..."

"No wonder he said that he grasped the head of a goose and realized Taoism. Hearing this is a good match..."

Bai Shibao turned his head to look at Yuan Longzhao, the leader, and found that he was so thin that he had a pointed mouth and cheeks. There was only a layer of skin left on his face, which was almost like a weasel. He thought he must have been killed by that weasel. Captured the soul, hooked the soul.

Zhang Xiazi told Bai Shibao that there are no less than a hundred kinds of psychic animals in the world, among which white foxes and weasels are the most spiritual.

Bai Shibao thought to himself that I have no experience in such things as catching wolves. If Master was present, there might be a way, but now I was caught on the mountain and forced me to catch weasels. Isn't this driving ducks to the shelves?

Bai Shibao felt cold sweat protruding from his head, took off his hat, wiped the sweat from his head, and touched the bun made of a thick whip with his hand, suddenly he was taken aback, as if thinking of something, he said in surprise: "Oops, My old books, scrolls, and magical artifacts were all thrown down the mountain by you..."

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"This summer, I will share with you the legendary life of Bai Shibao, a man who wanders the shadows..."

(End of this chapter)