I take a little action, that's the limit

It’s August, the main flood season in China.

The drizzle of light rain filled the whole city. In this kind of weather, it is best to stay at home, read a book and drink tea.

For a person like me who doesn’t like learning, educational books are no more than lullabies. However, after experiencing life and death again and again, I know that my abilities are too far behind. I wanted to wash my hands and quit. Yin and Yang Realm, but the next moment I gave up this naive idea, not to mention going to get Tianshan Snow Lotus for Han Xiaolin and pursuing the soul of life, just the enemies of Disha Sect and Corpse Sect gave me a splitting headache. , can they let me go easily? Besides, there is Lu Diyi hiding in the dark, watching eagerly.

Therefore, in order to survive and for Han Xiaolin, I had to force myself to read and study. Of course, what I learned were all related to my major, which was Taoism!

Taoism is simple to say, but it is very boring to learn. This is why China is so big, but there are only a handful of Yin Yang teachers who are truly capable.

Grandpa’s notebook basically records his travel experiences. There is nothing substantial. It can only be regarded as a kind of recreational reading to increase knowledge and experience. If you really want to learn, you must also recall what Brother Ma told me. of those. After all, he was once an orthodox disciple of Maoshan, so what he taught me was very systematic, but he didn't feel it when he was around me. Looking back now, it is worth studying deeply.

If you want to have the Taoist skills to slay demons, you must first understand the fundamental factors that activate spells. Brother Xiao Ma told me that there are four types in total: talismans, incantations, hand tactics, and Bu Gang.

A dabbler in Yin and Yang like me usually only knows the first two. Although I can exert some power, I still can't compare with a real Taoist priest. Of course, sometimes I will follow the gourd's pattern and make fingerprints and steps. But obviously, I didn't really understand its true meaning.

Fortunately, we are in the age of high technology, and these things can also be found online. I found some tricks and Bu Gang methods on the Internet to distinguish authenticity and remove the dregs. Combined with what Brother Xiaoma told me, I am nestled in I studied in the room for three full days. Although it can't be said to be fruitful, it is definitely much better than before.

It's strange to say, I don't know if sincerity leads to success. In these three days of dreams, I always played chess with Master and him, but what makes me depressed is that apart from playing chess, he said very little, and he said very little about the Ghost Sect. , even more silently.

On this day, I was hazy, and just when I felt like I was about to fall asleep and find my teacher to play chess, I heard the sound of ringing the doorbell. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the wall clock. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, so late. ,Who is the one?

With deep doubts, I pulled on my shoes and opened the door. When I saw the people outside, I was startled.

There was a skinny man standing outside, with unkempt hair and unkempt beard, and his clothes were in tatters. Dirty skin was exposed in many places. He also had an unpleasant rancid smell. I frowned and took it out of my pocket. I handed him more than yuan: "That's all I have."

Unexpectedly, he didn't even look at the money. When I took a look, I immediately got angry. Damn it, beggars are so picky these days.

I was about to get mad when I heard him say to me: "Xiao Luo, it's me."

"Huh?" Listening to this familiar voice, I looked at him up and down seventy-two times. Finally, when I pulled back the hair in front of his eyes, I almost burst into tears and punched him hard on the shoulder. : "Brother Xiao Ma, you are finally back."

That's right, the guy standing outside like a beggar is the little Ma Ge I've been longing for.

I don’t know if she was sold to Africa by traffickers to work as a coolie, she is so slovenly.

"Ha..." Brother Ma forced out a smile and fainted. I quickly reached out and hugged him.

Damn it, why are you so weak?

I called my wife at the top of my lungs and helped Xiao Ma onto the sofa.

When Han Xiaolin came out and saw Brother Ma, she frowned. I could tell that she was dissatisfied with me dragging a beggar in. She closed the door and came over to me and asked, "Little Luoluo, who is this?"

"He is Brother Ma, go and get something to eat, preferably gruel." I threw Brother Ma on the sofa, pinched him, and slapped him in the mouth. When I saw Han Xiaolin As I was still dressed and about to go out to buy food, I quickly added: "Daughter-in-law, buy more."

Brother Xiao Ma has a stomach from the neck down, and one or two bowls of porridge is not enough for him to drink.

When Han Xiaolin came back, Xiao Ma also woke up.

I quickly asked him to eat something.

His eyes turned red when he saw the steamed buns. He took one bite at a time and almost choked to death several times in the process. I saw him eating two kilograms of steamed buns and three large bowls of porridge. I quickly stopped him. People are very hungry. It’s easy to eat coldly. Damn it, this is no joke.

"Brother Ma, where did you die?" I asked him after he rested on the sofa and took a breath.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Han Xiaolin.

I understood and said to Han Xiaolin: "Daughter-in-law, you go to bed first, and we two brothers will chat for a while."

Han Xiaolin is a lady after all, but she just rolled her eyes at me and went back to her room without saying anything.

"Brother Ma, what's going on? Who bullied you? Go and avenge you!" Brother Ma was not only dirty, but also scarred. It looked like he had been fighting with someone. I said indignantly.

"No one bullied me, I bullied others..." Brother Xiao Ma smiled at me and briefly told me about the time he disappeared.

"You are so numb, do you still think of me as your brother?" After hearing what he said, I stood up in shock.

"Haha, you have the nerve to say that you can't wake up after lying in the hospital for so long." Brother Ma smiled warmly and asked me: "Is there hot water? I want to take a bath."

"I'll get some water for you." I stood up.

"No, I'm not disabled, I'll go by myself." Brother Ma supported me and staggered towards the bathroom.

Seeing him close the bathroom door, my nose felt sore. I couldn't hold it in any longer, and tears flowed down. This grandson has disappeared for so long, so he dared to destroy the Disha Gate just for me.

"Why are you crying?" Han Xiaolin stood next to me at some point, tilting her head and looking at me curiously.

"It's okay, there's a mosquito in my eye." I pretended to be nonchalant and forced a smile.

After Han Xiaolin went to the kitchen to get a bottle of drink and returned to the room, I clenched my fist and punched the wall hard:

I, Yuan Luo, swear today that I will never again let others take risks for my own sake and bully me and my relatives. Enemies, you wait! ! !