First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

Yunxiu smiled viciously, as if he was very keen on this kind of frightening game. He deliberately twisted his body, put on strange postures, and shouted in a low voice: "Thank you for doing so much. , this time I know I'm afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Zhengzheng took out something, and with a flash of white light, Yunxiu was ejected far away, and the little energy left in his body was almost blown away.

Ling Yuan sneered, completely unsympathetic to what happened to Yunxiu.

Seeing this, Zhou Tong pressed down on the Jade Buddha that Yunxiu was pointing at, and said, "He is Ling Yuan's friend."

"No." Ling Yuan immediately denied.

Yun Xiu: "..."

Yunxiu got up from the ground and floated back. It stands to reason that he cultivated orthodoxy and practiced the pure aura of heaven and earth. This kind of Jade Buddha should not have much lethality for him, but the problem lies in him and that thing. Day and night have been facing each other for 2000 years, and their bodies are more or less contaminated with evil spirits, and it was only then that they were rushed out by the Buddha's will on the Jade Buddha.

Yunxiu was a lot more timid now, stabilized his figure, and stood behind Zhou Tong - in a short time, he had already found out who was the best person to speak here.

Duanzheng knew that Ling Yuan was duplicity and ignored his denial. After hearing Zhou Tong's words, he put the Jade Buddha back into his clothes and put it against the thick flesh. On the field, who told you, big brother, to pretend to be a ghost."

Yunxiu: "..." It's all his fault.

After the farce ended, several people sat down to discuss the next thing.

The substitute ran away and didn't know where to look for him, but there should be no threat in a short period of time. He was trapped in the cave for so long and his aura was severely consumed, and he didn't have the self-circulation to recuperate like a human. The tool he used to break the formation could not be used by himself.

It's really capricious to say, the formation that traps it will collapse after seven days, he just wants to break it at this time, can it give Ling Yuan a blow?

He cared so much about Ling Yuan, if he didn't go to him, he would naturally come back to Ling Yuan.

Yunxiu was drooling while analyzing, but the center of the incident didn't say a word. Zhou Tong asked, "Do you have something on your mind?"

Ling Yuan frowned into a well, and asked Yunxiu: "Bai Yuxie said that when I triggered Tianjie back then, he took my frost and helped me survive Tianjie. Tianjie chopped on the body double. Wasn't it killed? Is it? Why are you still alive?"

"Have you seen Bai Yuxie?" Yun Xiu was startled.

"Yes."

"He's really thinking about you. Ever since you quit, Bai Yuxie has stopped bothering about the Xuantian Temple and has gone to worship the Buddha with peace of mind." Recalling the past, Yunxiu searched for this He finally said, "I remember, it seems that there was such a thing at the beginning, he was struck by the thunder, otherwise we would not have a chance to trap him. He always thought that You haven't died yet, you were the one who fell on him that day, that's why he hates you so much."

"Without this thunder, he would hate me just as much."

"One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers." Zhou Tong filled Ling Yuan with tea, "Besides, you are still the deity, and he is a stand-in."

"That's the reason." Yunxiu nodded repeatedly.

There was a knock on the door outside the house, Zhou Tong opened the door, and saw that it was the grandson of the village head, the young man was in good spirits before, but now he had a bitter face, and said to Zhou Tong and the others: "My grandpa... has passed away. "

Later, I heard that the village chief held his grandson's hand before he died, his eyes were rounded, and he kept chanting a strange name, struggling to die while crying.

Zhou Tong thought of what He Chou told him, and couldn't help feeling that this is fate.

The debt you owe is always on your shoulders, and even if you don't pay it now, it will be paid back sooner or later.

Went to check again in the lacquer woods, Zhou Tong arranged a cycle in the mountains, after being able to moisten the mountains and forests to ensure a long-lasting formation, he went back to City A with Zhengzheng and the others, and brought the puppet cat from Duanzheng's house. take away.

Although the matter of a substitute is hanging over his head, Yunxiu is heartless and Ling Yuantian is not afraid of anything. Zhou Tong is the only one who is worried about this matter. These two people don't know what they are doing behind Zhou Tong's back.After a few days, seeing no clue, Zhou Tong had no choice but to contact Han and Chu's family first. They have a lot of connections, pay more attention and wait for the opportunity.

***

In the county hospital in Pingshan County, He Chou was lying on the edge of the bed, and was pulled into a dream, sleeping deeply.

In the dream, he dreamed about things from his childhood again.

He was only two years old at that time, and the two twin brothers developed a high fever one after another, which lasted for more than ten days and did not subside. The doctor did not find the cause of such a severe high fever after checking his body, so he had to stay in the hospital and continue to receive intravenous drips to reduce the fever. .

His grandfather later mentioned the village legend to his parents, saying that he was also like this when he was a child. Both twin brothers had accidents. His high fever gradually subsided after his father lost his younger brother. He recovered and grew up.

The parents disagreed at first, thinking it was a feudal superstition, and insisted on keeping both children. His grandfather took him back to the village secretly while his parents were away, threw him into the river, and was left hanging around the village. The traffickers found it and sold it.

The seller happened to be a couple who went out to work in Pingshan County. By chance, he returned to Pingshan Village and entered the tree hole.

In the dream, everything is vivid, even clearer than the memory when he was awake, even the memory that he lost in the tree hole exists.

At the beginning, he followed those fluorescent particles all the way to the deepest part of the tree hole, crossed the Suolongjing, walked through the small room where people lived, crossed the river and finally came to the huge coffin, and saw that skeletons.

A little fluorescent light emerged from the bones and touched his eyebrows. The curses that had been attached to him by the wild gods were dispelled by the fluorescent light, and even the evil spirit in this hole did not hurt him.

That spot of fluorescence saved him, and also marked him, sending him out of the tree hole.

He Chou felt a sharp stab in his heart, and opened his eyes immediately, gasping for breath like a fish out of water. He widened his eyes, his heart was pounding, and he felt something staring at him from behind, He Chou Suddenly turned his head.

A one-year-old baby was standing at the door of Zou Fei's ward. The door behind the ward was closed tightly. The baby grinned at He Chou with a clear and lively voice: "I found it."

***

After a few days of stable life at home, Zhou Tong reads books and newspapers every day. Occasionally, someone comes to help him look at a porcelain antique or something. His life is as comfortable as a retired veteran cadre holding an enamel cup and lamenting world peace. Ever since he got the bronze halberd head, he has been able to encounter ghosts and strange things. When the yin and yang eyes are opened, the door to another world opens in front of him. For a while, Zhou Tong has always felt that he is about to have the same ability as the "Reaper Elementary School Student".

Yunxiu has a strong ability to adapt, and he got used to the changes in this world in a short time. He is different from Ling Yuan. Ling Yuan is attached to the bronze halberd head. Over the past few thousand years, he can feel the changes in the world outside, while Yunxiu It's a sudden step into a new era, and everything you see is new. If you don't have to have a carrier, you don't know where you will go crazy.

This afternoon, Zhou Tong was sitting in the store reading a book. He brought back the book about yin and yang eyes in the small room. After repairing it, he could barely read it. Some pages were washed by the flood and could not withstand the pressure. But the remaining few pages that can be read are still of great use.

About these eyes, Zhou Tong learned a lot from this book.

It is said that people with yin and yang eyes in the early years were all Yin-walking people. The so-called Yin-walking people are people who can freely shuttle between the Yin and Yang worlds (passing the Yin). Help the officials of the underworld to monitor whether human beings have changed their names or whether there are wandering souls in the mortal world who have not been captured and taken to the underworld.Over time, Yin-walkers began to work for human beings, because they can travel between the yin and yang realms, so they can naturally understand the birth, aging, sickness and death of human beings. Yin-walkers collected money from the world and predicted the date of death for them.After this kind of thing was passed down, Hades quickly took away the ability to take away Yin people, leaving only Yin Yang eyes passed down.

The most basic ability of yin and yang eyes is to see ghosts and anger.

In the lineage of Tianshi, the method of seeing ghosts is often to wipe the eyelids with cow's tears or willow leaves, or light a lamp to reduce the yang energy of the body, and the yin and yang eyes can directly see the changes of ghosts without any external objects.

However, this is not the highest state of yin and yang eyes.

Just like the ability possessed by Yin-walking people, once the Yin-Yang eye is cultivated successfully, it can capture the direction of a person's lifeline.

The so-called lifeline is like a dragon's vein condensed from a piece of land. It is rumored that there is a lifeline buried in each person's body. The length of its twists and turns determines the fate of this person's life.

Zhou Tong has long heard that the Yin-Yang eye has such effects, but he still doesn't know how to practice it. This book teaches it clearly.Zhou Tong read them one by one and remembered them all.

At this moment, the bell rang at the door of the store, Zhou Tong looked up, and there was a middle-aged man in his forties standing at the door, not very well dressed, holding a delicate brocade box in his hand, embroidered The dragon and the phoenix are flying and dancing, and the border is closed with gold thread, which is very luxurious.

Seeing that the man's face was a bit cramped, Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Please come in."

The man nodded, walked in with the brocade box in his arms, looked around for a while, and saw that Zhou Tong's store was decorated exquisitely, with ancient charm and a few wooden carvings that were very attractive, so he felt a little more relaxed.

"What do the guests want?"

"Estimation." Cheng Beilong held the brocade box and pushed it in front of Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong took the brocade box and opened it. Inside was a wooden carving in the shape of the Eight Immortals.

Zhou Tong sat back to his original position, put on his gloves, carefully held the wood carving in his hands, and observed it carefully. After a while, he said to Cheng Beilong: "This wood carving retains the color of the original wood, the paint is very thin, and the carving patterns are exquisite and exquisite. Pay attention to details, it should be Dongyang woodcarving. Woodcarving flourished in the Stone Age, Qin and Han matured, and Ming and Qing Dynasties flourished. Especially Dongyang woodcarving is a fine piece of woodcarving. However, the woodcarving in Mr.'s hand is a recent imitation, right? "

Hearing Zhou Tong praise the woodcarving products earlier, Cheng Beilong felt a little more relieved, but he didn't expect Zhou Tong's voice to turn, he was shocked, his face was full of embarrassment, and he quickly put these woodcarvings into the box Li tiang, "Excuse me, excuse me."

He wanted to take it to the old street, but he was worried, there were some smart people there, once someone found out the tricks in the wood carving, he couldn't afford to lose face, so he found a master on the side of the road Help me take a look. As a result, even a young guy can tell that the wood carvings are fake, let alone others.

He sighed, put the wood carving in the box and put it away carefully, and hugged it again to leave.

Zhou Tong let go of his hand and didn't stop him. He just said, "If you want to sell it, sir, it's best not to. This wood carving has a spirit and has already recognized the Lord. Taking it away casually will make it feel resentful towards the person who owns the wood carving. Mr. Are there any signs these days?"

When Cheng Beilong heard it, his mind suddenly became a little confused. Recalling some previous events, Cheng Beilong staggered a little, but lowered his head and refused to listen to Zhou Tong's advice. dragon.

The driver of the scooter turned the handle and it didn't hit him. Cheng Beilong was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Zhou Tong went out and helped Cheng Beilong up. Cheng Beilong thanked him again and again, but there was a hint of refusal in his movements, and he hurriedly picked up the wooden carved box.

The carved wooden box fell on the ground and was not closed tightly. The wooden carved box fell out, revealing half of its body. It happened to be the upper part of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea. The Eight Immortals had different facial features. He looked the same, and it took him a long time to put the wood carving into the box with trembling hands, thanks to Zhou Tong's help.

Cheng Beilong sighed deeply, looked up at Zhou Tong's shop, and said, "It looks like my brother has something to say to me, go ahead and talk."

Zhou Tong nodded and helped Cheng Beilong into the shop.

Ling Yuan heard the voice in front, opened the curtain and walked into the front shop, asking, "What's the matter? It's noisy."

"It's nothing." Zhou Tong helped Cheng Beilong to sit down, waved his hand at Ling Yuan, motioned to stop making trouble, and immediately chased him away, "Go and pour a pot of tea.

Ling Yuan: "..."

Zhou Tong smiled generously at Ling Yuan, without any embarrassment for chasing him away.

With Ling Yuan's vicious look slapped here, Cheng Beilong would be a ghost if he wanted to talk to him.

After a while, Ling Yuan brought up the tea and a bottle of spray for sprains and falls. Zhou Tong nodded appreciatively and drove Ling Yuan back.

Ling Yuan: "..."

Zhou Tong handed the spray to Cheng Beilong, and made hot tea for Cheng Beilong. Seeing that no one came again, Cheng Beilong asked, "My little brother just said that there are spirits on wood carvings. What do you mean?"

"Mr. Cheng should know that every craftsman with great achievements has only one work in a period. From material selection to production, to later processing such as painting and mounting, to final molding and production, all are through his hands and infused with him. All the hard work and anticipation during this period of time became a spirit."

In the future, Zhou Tong didn't need to make it clear, this Cheng Beilong looked timid, but he was careful in his heart. Zhou Tong said that being taken away casually would cause resentment, which naturally meant that Cheng Beilong was not the original author of the woodcarving.

Cheng Beilong's heart tightened, and he asked again: "Can Mr. Zhou handle this matter?"

Zhou Tong asked: "I need to know the details to see if I can deal with it."

Cheng Beilong thought for a while, finally gritted his teeth, and said, "It seems that Master Zhou has dabbled in Fengshui, Yin and Yang, so let's not hide it from Master, I took this wooden statue of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea from my father and kept it at home for a long time. Thinking about wanting to resell it, but because I was ashamed of my old father for being reluctant to sell it, and now I was really forced to have no choice, so I sold it again, and what Master Zhou said before, I have bad luck recently. Really..." Cheng Beilong said one by one, "Since I stole this wood carving back into my hands, I have been unlucky. First I lost my wallet, and then the stock price fell to the limit. There are no major disasters, but small bad lucks continue."

Zhou Tong nodded clearly, and then heard Cheng Beilong ask respectfully: "According to what Master Zhou saw, how can I crack it? If I resell it, will the grievance of this wood carving be transferred to others?"

Zhou Tong frowned calmly when he heard the words, and said, "No, but I will be more resentful to you."

Cheng Beilong was so frightened that he shook his hands and took a sip of tea. Zhou Tong asked, "May I ask, why did Mr. Cheng get this wood carving without telling your father?"

Cheng Beilong sighed, and said: "If it weren't for the difficult conditions in my family, I wouldn't do such unfilial things. My father treats these woodcarvings as his own children. My daughter's grades are not good. If she goes to college in China, I'm afraid I couldn’t get the three books, so I wanted to send her abroad. A layer of gold plating would look nicer. I didn’t have enough money, so I wanted to sell a few of these handicrafts. This woodcarving of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea is my dad’s latest carving. A friend saw it, and the carver is very good. He said that it would not be a problem to sell it for tens of thousands." In fact, according to Cheng Beilong's plan, he asked someone to turn the woodcarving into an antique, and then made up a story to fool people. Sell ​​it at a high price, and when he adds a little more money, his daughter's living expenses and tuition abroad will be covered.

Zhou Tong also knew what Cheng Beilong was thinking, so he didn't expose it, and said, "Then tell the old man about this, he should be considerate."

"No." Cheng Beilong sighed several times as soon as he mentioned it, "You don't know my father's temper. He treats these wood carvings as treasures. He has carved wood carvings for most of his life, but he has never sold a single wood carving. Take him In other words, is it someone who sold his son? Son, son, these wood carvings are dead things, lifeless dead things, and his own son would not be willing to sell them for money."

The old man's thoughtfulness is understandable, and this kind of mood can only be understood by experiencing it personally. As he said before, making a handicraft is done by yourself from the selection of materials to the final product. Isn't this process the same as raising a child? ?The key is to reconcile the conflict between father and son, but this is not what he is good at, and it is not up to him to take care of it, but the aura of this wood carving is too full. Logically speaking, white peach wood should not have such a strong aura. According to what Cheng Beilong said He said that this wood carving was also newly carved, so there was something wrong no matter how you looked at it.

Zhou Tong thought about it, and said to Cheng Beilong, "Can you let me see your father?"

Cheng Beilong was stunned, lowered his head and hesitated for a long time, a little worried that Zhou Tong would inform his father, but the thing at hand was very tricky, so he might as well not think about it and go back, or take a risk and sell it. Maybe the young man in front of him wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail him and make a fool of himself?

Thinking back and forth, Cheng Beilong said: "My dad is old and has a stubborn temper. He doesn't like to meet strangers very much, so how about this? Master Zhou, leave me a call. When the time is right, I will contact Master Zhou again."

"Okay." Zhou Tong left a call for Cheng Beilong, Cheng Beilong put the piece of paper in his pocket, carried the brocade box and left.

There will be no more details about this matter, Cheng Beilong doesn't care, and Zhou Tong is even less likely to care.

After a while, Duanzheng came into Zhou Tong's shop with a brocade box in his arms, and in a hurry, he pressed the brocade box in front of Zhou Tong, and said, "Xiao Tong, do you think there is a ghost in this thing?"

Zhou Tong recognized the brocade box that Cheng Beilong had brought over at a glance. He opened it and found that it was indeed a wood carving of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea. He looked at Zhengzheng and asked in surprise, "Why is this thing here with you?"

"Hey, it's so fierce." Yunxiu and Ling Yuan were walking back, and Yunxiu's aura was reflected there vaguely. He was different from Ling Yuan who always nestled in the head of the bronze halberd. He didn't like to be in the bronze halberd. In his head, as soon as he reached a place with a little more aura in the store, he turned into a spirit body and wandered outside.

Ling Yuan saw that the evil spirit on the wooden carving was also very powerful, and it was still entwined around Zhou Tong's fingertips. He walked over to grab the wooden carving, and asked, "Where did it come from?"

"Don't." Duan Zheng snatched the wood carving from Ling Yuan's hands and said, "This is from a friend of mine. I have to ask and explain to him."

"Ask what?" Yunxiu leaned on the table with a playful smile, and he insisted on putting on a magnificent pose despite being angry, "Little fat man, just ask me."

Duanzheng glared, and said: "What's the matter with you, just stay here." What he hates most is that he is fat!

Duanzheng was holding the woodcarving, and said to Zhou Tong: "This is the case. My friend got this woodcarving yesterday. I saw it on the table. The Jade Buddha on my neck was always hot. I could vaguely see it. There are some dark things on the wood carving, I feel that there is something wrong with the wood carving, and I want to save my friend's life, so I bring it here for you to have a look."

Zhou Tong told Zhengzheng about the woodcarving and Cheng Beilong's affairs some time ago, and Zhengzheng scolded: "It's really not a thing. I know there are problems and I sell it. Isn't it courting death?"

As soon as he finished cursing, Zhengzheng's phone rang. It belonged to his friend. The phone said that the person who sold his woodcarving died suddenly at home this morning. He just bought it yesterday and hadn't paid it off. It was that person who called this morning. The wife picked it up, saying that the man died, and he had to take the wood carving back and return it to others. He felt that the wood carving was not clean and unlucky.

Duanzheng told Zhou Tong this, recalled what he said before, scratched his head for a long time, and said: "I didn't mean to be crowed..."

"He died first, but you said he died later, it doesn't count as a crow's mouth, it doesn't count." Yunxiu said something sarcastic.

Zhou Tong put the wood carving back into the box and said, "Come on, I'll send it there with you."