The Heartless Mage Chapter 22: Once upon a time

Chu Chenzi avoided the glass shards on the ground, walked down and walked around Wuxin, and finally stopped in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

Wuxin was secretly thinking about what to do when he suddenly heard him ask, but he didn't tell the truth, he just gave an unfathomable smile: "I am a monk or not, and I can't tell what kind of person I am, wandering around. It's just a meal."

A breeze blew through the courtyard, blowing Chu Chenzi's black and beautiful shawl long hair: "Do you know the person in the coffin?"

Wuxin looked up at him: "I didn't know each other at first, but since she returned to the world, she claimed to be in love with me, and she stalked me all day long, which made me very troubled. To be honest, I can't be regarded as such. She has no ability at all, but she is so profound that I can't help her."

Chu Chenzi raised his hand to hold his chin, and glanced at Wuxin with reservation: "I fell in love with you?"

Wanxin nodded: "Yes, but I already have a wife."

Chen Zi spreads out his five fingers and pushes back his hair: "Dao Xing is very deep?"

Wuxin continued to nod: "Yes, the corpse buried in the ground can be summoned by her to hurt people."

Duchenko put down his hand and looked out at him through the middle part of his long hair. And Wuxin didn't wait for him to ask again, and directly pointed out the purpose: "Master, please tell me her origin, otherwise I will be confused, and I don't know where to start if I want to deal with her."

Chu Chenzi put his hands behind his back, and another gust of wind blew across the yard. His long hair fell to his eyes: "I don't know."

Unintentionally sighed: "Okay, since you don't tell me, I have to lead her to Qingyun Temple. I have heard for a long time that the Taoist priest is a living immortal, and a living immortal sees a living monster, so there must be some discussions, and it must be very beautiful. ."

Chu Chenzi raised his hand and fluttered his long hair when he heard this, his color suddenly changed: "Nonsense! What does this have to do with me? If I say I don't know, I don't know!"

Inadvertently discovered that Chuchenzi is not good at lying, and he is full of loopholes. Originally, he never thought about what Chu Chenzi really knew, but Chu Chenzi threw the wine glass and became angry, so he had to believe that the other party had some relationship with Yue Qiluo. Bowing his hands to Chu Chenzi, he put on the posture of a dead pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and turned around to leave. Before taking three or five steps, he was actually stopped by Chuchenzi.

Chuchenzi entered the house with Wuxin. Qingyun Temple is a grand view, and Chuchenzi is a distinguished Taoist priest who often interacts with dignitaries, so his residence is elegant on the outside and luxurious on the inside. Sitting cross-legged on a mahogany big Arhat bed, he didn't look at it, he lowered his eyes and said, "The person in the coffin should still be a little girl, right?"

Across a small kang table, Wuxin leaned against the bed and sat comfortably: "Yes, it is said to be fourteen years old."

Chenzi continued, with a somewhat embarrassed expression: "She...she is my great great-uncle, without father and mother, and grew up with my great great-grandfather. My master said that the great master said It is said that the great grandfather was obsessed with the arts of ghosts and gods since he was a child. At first, he just painted talismans and chanted incantations. Later, he actually dug graves and practiced with the dead and the living, causing many miserable disasters. I tried to persuade her to wake up, but before she could speak, she committed suicide at night."

Chen Zi said this, and let out a long sigh: "Since the person is dead, the Grand Master has nothing to say. But after more than ten years, a little girl came to the door. Come on, her speech and demeanor are very similar to that of the great grandfather. The great grandfather thought she was reviving her soul from a corpse, but after a closer look, the great grandfather was reincarnated as a human being. After she had enough practice with irrelevant others, she hanged herself with a rope and tried her true skills. The great master had a bad premonition, but he couldn't help her. In the next few dozen Over the years, Taishizu and Taishizu have been fighting endlessly. Taishizu has died several times, but for her, the so-called death is nothing more than a change of skin."

Inadvertently interjected: "So your great master decided to seal her up?"

Chenzi nodded: "The great master is getting older and older, and he knows that the great uncle has become a monster, so he took my master to search for it, and finally found the great uncle in Wenxian. My master was still a child, and he saw the great uncle with his own eyes, saying that when the great uncle was sealed into the coffin by the great master, he looked like an ordinary girl.

After the great grandfather finished this important event, he built the Qingyun Temple on Qingyun Mountain, saying that he wanted to suppress the evil spirits of the great grandfather. However, since the emergence of Taishizu, the matter has not been brought up again. Now, in the entire Taoist temple, except for the abbot, no one knows about this life-and-death struggle a hundred years ago. "

Wuxin stopped talking, thinking that Yue Qiluo is indeed evil, but your great master is not completely righteous. The formation set up by your great master was a way of fighting poison with poison. Not only did he bury Yue Qiluo next to a barren well, but in order to ensure that the yin in the well was strong, he was able to cooperate with the formation to suppress Yue Qiluo, and even murdered the little maid and went into it. Little did she know that Yue Qiluo had been imprisoned for a long time in the most shady land, but her evil spirits were even more prosperous; and the little maid had always loved the young lady before her death, and her mind did not change after her death.

After Chuchenzi finished telling this story, he turned his head to look at Wuxin: "Who broke the formation of my great master?"

Inadvertently hesitated for a moment, and took out the little maid as a shield—the little maid died tragically, the little maid murdered, the little maid smashed into the stone wall... It was all the fault of the little maid. And the reason why he was entangled by Yue Qiluo was purely accidental and because he was too handsome.

When a lie came to an end, he asked Chenzi: "Master, can you reassure Yue Qiluo?"

Chu Chenzi shook his head: "No."

Inadvertently asked: "No?"

Chu Chenzi waved his hand: "No."

Then he stretched his legs out of bed, and walked back and forth on the ground with his hands behind his back: "I only know this more than a hundred years ago, and I have told you all. All in all, there is nothing I can do."

Wuxin followed up politely, and bowed his hands to Chu Chenzi: "Daoist, thank you for clarifying the confusion. But you are also a compassionate person, you can't watch me being chased by your great uncle. Running all over the street."

Chenzi thought he was going to rely on him, and was a little nervous: "What great uncle! I have nothing to do with her!"

Wuxin smiled: "Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of classifying Taoist priests and evildoers into the same category. I just want to ask Taoist priests to draw a few more pictures for me in the style of the yellow talisman. To be honest, your great uncle I'm so afraid of this talisman!"

Chu Chenzi flicked his sleeves: "Fuck you! My great uncle was hanged more than a hundred years ago, and I don't have a great great uncle! You dare to say she is my great great uncle, beware of the truth. I'll beat you to death!"

Wuxin was spit on his face by him, but the person was under the eaves, so he had to bow his head: "Master, don't worry, I didn't tell anyone that your great uncle came out of the coffin to eat people. You My great-grandfather and uncle have tossed himself into a monster, and I have kept it in my heart as a secret!"

Chenzi raised his hand and pointed at him: "You dare to threaten me?" Then, without waiting for Wuxin to answer, he moved his finger to draw a talisman in the void, and the last stroke directly touched Wuxin's eyebrows.

Wanxin doesn't care: "Master, I didn't threaten you. I just begged you to draw more yellow talismans for me. If you don't agree, I'll just leave."

Chuchen's hair is messy with anger. He had never seen the power of the great uncle, and he only felt that Wuxin was much more hateful than the great uncle!

There is nothing I can do about the dust, so I have to change my clothes, clean my face and comb my hair. Drawing a talisman is a very solemn event, and the ceremony is very complicated; but because Chuchenzi is already quite Taoist, he is not bound and has his own style.

After he drew three yellow talismans, Wuxin asked respectfully, "Master, does this talisman also have a name?"

Chu Chenzi was stunned for a moment: "Name? This is a spell created by my great master. I don't use it on weekdays. There is no special name." Then he threw the brush on the case and said with a cold face. : "I've told the story, and I've also painted Huang Fu. I'm going to Tianjin tomorrow, and I'm not sure when I'll be back. You and I will say goodbye, and I won't give you away!"

Inadvertently take it as soon as possible, and leave immediately. When it was dark, he arrived in Zhuzui Town, and when he knocked on the door, he was so tired that his legs were straight. Fortunately, there is a crescent moon at home, and Master Gu. Master Gu took him back to the Westinghouse Kang, and before he could sit still, the crescent moon's hot towel slapped his head and covered his face, and wiped the dust off his face.

After I got home, I wiped it, and Wuxin was about to cry. He took out the three yellow talismans in his arms, he asked Crescent Moon to sew a few more purses, and asked Master Gu to install one, he kept one, and the remaining one was returned to Crescent Moon. heavy. After eating a steaming dinner, he had no intention of letting Crescent Moon sit beside him to do needlework. He had wanted to kick Mr. Gu out a few days ago, but now he was reluctant to kick him out, and asked Mr. Gu to sit on the kang together.

His hands were placed on the knees of Crescent Moon and Master Gu, and he told Yue Qiluo's origin in a slow and unintentional manner. Crescent Moon and Master Gu heard it, but they didn't understand it, because they really couldn't figure out their seniority. After Wuxin finished speaking, Crescent Moon cut a thread with her teeth: "Whatever she is, just stay away from us anyway. Shouldn't it be time to buy Chinese cabbage tomorrow? Buy more and store up enough for the winter."

Master Gu scratched his ears, and also said: "Master, are you really not going up the mountain with me? Three boxes of yellow gold, you can't bear it?"

Crescent Moon looked up at him immediately: "Don't push him to run with you into the mountains! If you see a ghost, don't hide, and you have to deliver it to the door yourself? We're going to buy Chinese cabbage tomorrow, and we won't have time to go up the mountain with you to **** with you. ."

Master Gu frowned: "This little girl has long hair and short knowledge." Raising his hand and shoving Wuxin, he shifted his target: "If you say a word, can't you go up the mountain?"

Wuxin moved to Crescent Moon and smiled at Master Gu: "I still want to buy Chinese cabbage with Crescent Moon."

Master Gu slapped his thigh and was very disappointed: "You, you know that you are circling around the bitch, and you will live 10,000 years, and you will still be useless!"

Crescent Moon told Wuxin: "Don't pay attention to him!"

Yue Qiluo walks alone on the dark Wenxian Street, where there was a fierce battle during the day, and now the street is full of sandbags and dead bodies.

She found a dark corner and sat down on her knees. She was hungry and had some pain in her right eye. When she was weak, she would not be able to suppress the poisonous blood in her right eye, the blood spots gradually spread, and her right eyeball turned bright red. When her fingers touched the ground, she hesitated for a while, and decided to do it herself to save some mana.

Drawing a young corpse into a corner, she picked up a saber and split open the corpse's head. Fingers dipped in warm brain pulp and sent to mouth, the taste is light and slightly fishy. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a group of horses' hooves coming from afar. She blinked her right eye, which gradually returned to black and white, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and then got up and walked out.