I sat up suddenly, but was surprised to find that I returned to my bedroom at home. The night was dim and a lonely lamp illuminated the room.

Grandma rushed over and hugged me, crying and kept muttering about the blessing of the Bodhisattva.

After crossing my grandmother's shoulder, I saw my grandfather and great-grandfather with moist eyes.

Beside them, there was an old Taoist priest in the 50s and 60s, who looked like a robe and a grey-bearded and a dark blue Taoist robe. Next to them was a man in his fifties and sixties, wearing a ochre-brown wide-sleeved floor robe, a round and wide-brimmed hat on his head, a five-foot curled old willow buckle, and a golden silk cloud-lined brocade bag with a waist. He was clad in his beard with a blue hair and a sword-eyed eyebrow. He was so serious and fierce that it made people palpitations.

I felt pain coming from the wound on my leg. After touching it, the stinging pain became even more intense. I felt uneven and found that a layer of glutinous rice was wrapped under the bandage.

I was puzzled, why don’t I use glutinous rice? Haven’t I heard that glutinous rice can stop bleeding?

I asked them.

The old Taoist priest said to me: "Child, you are infected with corpse poison. It is a toxin condensed on the corpse. It gathers the corpse energy accumulated before death. The yin energy collected by the corpse energy and the evil spirit injected by external evil thoughts. It is extremely sinister. Most people are poisoned, even if they are masters of Taoism, if they do not use glutinous rice to remove the poison in time, within one hour (one hour is two hours), the poisoned person will be poisoned and die. After death, the resentment energy condenses, and the ghost will not dissipate, and it will easily turn into zombies and zombies and continue to harm people."

What he said was serious really shocked us all.

Grandpa and grandma often burn incense and worship Buddha, and the statue of the God of Wealth is hanging high in the family. The God of Wealth is incense in the Shrine of the Kitchen God. However, they have never encountered such a thing before, so they naturally have the attitude of not believing, but they don’t believe it. Now I have been caught by me once. I was so scared that I burned paper ingots for each god overnight and added new incense and candles.

Now that he heard the old Taoist priest say something, he immediately thanked all the immortals and Buddhists of the Heavenly Palace, and then thanked the old Taoist priest and the old Sun for their gratitude.

I looked ashamed, but I knew that they were praying for me sincerely. There was a warm current in my heart, like the spring sunshine.

Family affection is connected by blood, and you can rarely experience it in your daily life, and many people will even inadvertently hurt it.

But family affection is like the tomorrow in the heart of a person. There will always be rising and falling in the east. After falling, what is left is a dark loneliness that is forgotten behind the mind.

Once it rises, no matter how dark and gloomy the heart is, it can shine through the heart and sprinkle a piece of warmth.

Because I lost too much blood and my body was very weak, my grandmother didn't hug her for too long, so I let me lie down with peace of mind.

The old grandson came over, untied the gauze himself, checked it, and then said, "The poison has been removed, it's no big deal. Yun Yi's grandparents, go and stew a bowl of duck blood soup for Yun Yi to replenish his body, take the largest husband duck, and put it in if there is wolfberry ginseng. Let's cook for Yun Yi tomorrow."

Grandpa and grandma agreed immediately and went downstairs. Grandpa seemed to be a little worried about me and kept it and refused to leave.

Lao Sun looked back at him, and then he understood it. He said that he would go down to help, so he went out and closed the door.

To be honest, I was left with me and two strangers in the room, and I was still a little timid.

But they saved me and were considered life-saving benefactors, so I wouldn't be afraid of them.

While carefully taking out the glutinous rice, Lao Sun was muttering words in his mouth. His speech was fast and his pronunciation was clear. Unfortunately, I just couldn't understand. Each glutinous rice was stained with blood and dark yellow pus. It was nauseous and had a visual impact.

Then he took a basin and asked me to turn my head and look over. Oh my God! A basin of black glutinous rice was like charcoal grains, and the layer on the surface returned to its true colors.

I was surprised and asked why it was all black.

Lao Sun smiled, and his originally serious expression became a little stupid. He said that these were the corpse poisons in my body, all of which were absorbed by glutinous rice. See how many poisons have entered my body. If I were not pulled out in time, I would become a lively zombie.

I remember that Taoist priests also use glutinous rice when dealing with zombies on TV. Although TV is filmed and actors are all human, there must be some basis for some of the methods of dealing with zombies.

I didn't believe it at first, but now I've experienced this nightmare thing, so it's hard not to believe it. So I asked if glutinous rice has this effect?

The two of them scratched their heads and said that they did have such effects. As for why, they couldn't explain clearly. They just said that it was like herbs such as ginseng, poria, licorice, and mugwort, which naturally had a therapeutic effect on certain viral diseases. Glutinous rice was born to absorb corpse poison and had the effect of restraining yin evil things, so it had miraculous effects on zombies, mountain mandrills, water ghosts, etc.

I was silent, thinking that I didn't know their names yet, so I asked.

The old Sun was named Sun Qi, from northern Jiangsu, the old Taoist priest was named Wu Ziming, and from Zhoushan. He was naturally a little older, but Sun Qi was not as good as white hair, but he was actually over 60 years old.

After a brief communication, Sun Yat asked me not to move, and then I took out a translucent green stone from the palm-sized brocade bag. After rubbing it in my hand for a while, the stone actually flashed with green light, and the pattern seemed to rotate in the center, which was somewhat similar to the pattern I saw before, but it was even simpler. If the complexity of this pattern was like a nomination, then what I saw in the tomb was a complete "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains".

Then he gently tapped the stone on my wound, and a cold feeling instantly stimulated my nerves. Sun Qi quickly recited a spell that I couldn't understand, and after speaking, he let out a light cry: "Healing!"

In an instant, I felt a strange warm current pouring into my wounds, just like a mouthful of warm water in the cold winter, comfortable!

My legs, whose tight muscles were instantly loosened due to pain.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of itch came from the wound. I couldn't help but reach out to grab it. Sun Qi grabbed it and told me to hold it back and not to scratch it.

His hands were extremely strong and thick, with rough calluses in his palms, but they were also warm and thick, a bit like my grandfather's hands.

Half a minute later, Sun Qi took back the stone, and the pattern quickly dimmed and disappeared.

He asked me to look up, and I was surprised to find that the wound on my left leg had already scabbed.

God! Is this magic?

I was surprised and stared at Sun Tsuyo's hidden smug face with the bronze bell eyes, asking him how he did it.

He looked at me half open and said, "What? Do you want to learn?"

I was so curious when I was a child, I was fearless and dared to touch the tiger's butt. I dared to catch any spider, water snake, leeches, centipedes in the fields. How could I stop my curiosity if I lost too much blood and had physical weakness?

My eyes shone. Anyway, the worldview has collapsed. No matter whether it is true or false, I just wanted to learn these magical methods, so I nodded excitedly.

Sun Tsing looked stern, turned into a square brick face, and snorted coldly: "I want to learn it? No way, what the master taught me, do you learn it if you want to learn it?"

Wu Ziming smiled aside, his eyes covered with crow's feet narrowed into shrimps.

I thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Will I become a disciple?"

As soon as I said that, Sun Yat raised his eyelids and looked at me with a serious look. His appearance was a bit fierce when he was serious, like a tiger. I felt so furious that I thought I had made excessive demands, and shrank and didn't know what to do.

Sun Qi rolled his eyes, looked like he didn't know what I was, and said, "Okay, okay, then you have to be a disciple. Oh, call me Master, I am your Master? Then what's the difference between you, a cheap apprentice, and the broom picked up on the street?"

I am not a fool either. I understand it all at once. I was lying on the bed in the TV series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", clutching my fists at Sun Tsui, and said righteously: "My younger generation, Lin Yunyi, today I will be my master, and ask Master Sun to accept me as my disciple! I don't ask for birth on the same day of the same year, month, but I ask for it."

Hey, why do you feel wrong?

The two old men burst into laughter, their eyebrows were dancing, and their silver threads were trembling. Wu Ziming's face was full of folds and said, "Lin Yunyi, are you a disciple or a disciple? Lao Sun, what should I do if I accidentally accept a little brother?"

Sun Qi waved his hand, held back his smile, his eyes suddenly became kinder, his pupils shining, and he said, "Yun Yi, there are rules for masters to become masters. When you are healed, I will tell you. However, although the prayer you just now is not formal, you are my master. From now on, you will be my disciple of Sun Qi! But one day you will be a teacher and a father for life. You have to think clearly that you will have to accept my discipline in your life."

I nodded, and the principle of being a teacher for one day and being a father for life was taught by my parents before going to school. I knew that this master was the closest name second only to his parents and family. Although he had no blood, he was like a biological father and mother.

So I said seriously: "Master!"

This sound is like a rock falling from the mirror lake, stirring up thousands of waves, this sound is like Mount Tai, standing tall in the heart, this sound is like a cloud running in the sky, with a magnificent momentum.

Sun Tsubasa's face was filled with joy and happiness, as if he had eaten a jar of honey, as if it was about to overflow, and nodded happily.

I thought I was his only disciple, so I was so happy, but unexpectedly, I had a senior brother and senior sister, and I was ranked third, but this was all a story.

Anyway, since then, I have been his apprentice in a daze, not knowing what the master sect is, where it is, what it inherits from, and not knowing how large the master sect is and how famous it is, it is like being abducted and trafficked.

It was also when I recalled that I realized that he had been completely disguised. In fact, he had been obsessed with me from the beginning, but he couldn't understand his stigma and deliberately planned to ask me to speak first.

However, the word "Master" will last for a lifetime!

And I never thought how earth-shaking changes would happen in my life from then on.
Chapter completed!