The old duck at home is over six years old. He is open every morning and allows him to swim in the river, fishing and shrimping, and eat pure natural nutritious foods. He is full of tendons and meat, without any fat, and is big and strong. The punk and I once grabbed its wings together, but it broke free from it, causing chaos and full of excrement.

Grandpa and grandma have always been reluctant to kill them, but it seems that it is destined to become my meat on the plate.

Duck blood soup is warm and nourishing. Grandma added mushrooms, wolfberry slices, coriander and shredded beans, placed in a casserole, and boiled slowly in a casserole. The duck blood ginseng slices, the duck blood ginseng slices, the mushrooms, the fresh wolfberry slices, the fresh beans, and the soup is decorated with coriander, which is elegant and fragrant, and the original flavor is full of color, fragrance and flavor.

I didn't care about the heat and drank the steaming soup in one go. A warm stream flowed through it, and my taste buds and stomach danced instantly, and even my eyes narrowed.

This guy made me scolded at the beginning, but this time he was considered to be in my hands.

I was already chilling all over with my body, and it was useless to cover myself with a thick quilt. After I took a bowl of gentle duck blood soup, I felt like I was bathing in the morning sun. When my body was warm, my sleepiness would come like a tide, and my eyelids kept fighting.

Before going to bed, I was still concerned about the pixie and hurriedly asked about his condition. The answer I got was that the pixie had nothing to do and had already fallen asleep.

I feel a little relieved, I hope he wakes up tomorrow and feels like he has a nightmare

I didn't sleep soundly, the appearance of zombies and ghosts always lingered in my mind, and the feeling of the passing of life made me feel palpitations.

I faintly heard the conversation between Master and Wu Ziming.

"Old Sun, can this child's identity as a reincarnated spirit child be mentioned to his parents and family?"

"Forget it, the ignorant is innocent. The more you know, the more likely you will cause disaster. Yun Yitian's life is to commit robbery and punish his close relatives. When the evil star is formed, I will take him away to avoid disaster from becoming innocent."

"Oh, I have been practicing Taoism for more than fifty years and have achieved something. Even if I have opened Liu Ren, I can't see his future. I really don't know what I want to know."

"Old Wu, please let go of this matter. The master has never explained the origin of this child in detail. He will only solve the problem when he is in the future."

"After that, look at his face, his eyebrows are bright, his eyes are like mandarin ducks, his nose is a noble hall, his lips are like red vermilion, his ears are hung longevity, and his fortune is full of blessings. He looks like a person who looks like a handsome, elegant and blessed star shining in the future. It is not like a person who is burdened with a catastrophe. If he is an ordinary person, he will definitely be rich, healthy and carefree all his life. Now he is called you master, and I wonder if he should also be called close to him."

"Yes, but unfortunately his numerology was influenced by the reincarnated person. If he did not show his face, even the people from the Mayi family might not be able to see through it. As for what you want him to call you, you should do it yourself, as long as it is not a master."

"I have no children or queens in my life, so it's better to recognize a relative and a godson as my godson. Hehe, it's also fulfilling my dream of being a grandfather."

"Stir, take advantage of me!"

That night, I woke up naturally. I opened my eyes and it was already bright. The sun shone through the glazed tiles and shone on the side cheeks of my master. The turtle turned into golden silk and silver threads, accompanied by his long inhalation and breathing, trembling slightly.

I touched the wound, and the thick cataract was like a turtle shell, itchy and numb, but it didn't hurt anymore.

The master noticed that I was awake, raised his eyes, put down the newspaper in his hand, and said, "Awaken? Then get up and go see the zombie that bites you."

As soon as he finished speaking, I suddenly shivered, and instantly recalled the terrifying scenes yesterday. I hurriedly shrank my head into the quilt and said, "I won't go!"

Hurry!

The quilt was pulled open by my master, and the cold wind poured in, as if I fell into an ice cave. I took off my clothes and shivered with coldness.

The master said, "When you get up in the morning, you are lazy! With me and Lao Wu, even if it is a drought, you will not die! Get up!"

I swore never to go to the tomb chamber in the dry well again, which was the biggest shadow in my heart. Naturally, I didn't follow me, so I reached out to grab the quilt and shouted fiercely: "I'm injured! I'm going to sleep and recover! I won't go!"

The quilt in winter was filled with cotton wool, which was very thick, but the master held it in one hand, his face still changed, and said, "What? What does it mean to be a teacher does not work?"

I pulled my coat and wrapped myself in, curled it, muttering: "I wouldn't have been to become a disciple if I had known."

Before he finished speaking, his ears were grabbed by his master, and I grinned, "I have no regrets when I make a move, and it is hard to stop the water. Even if you are Sun Wuzi, don't try to escape from the palm of your master!"

After saying this, the master suddenly let go and sighed: "Oh - after all, he is a cheap apprentice. He has no feelings for him. He doesn't even want his master for a quilt. It really hurts his heart! His heart hurts so much." As he said, he wiped his tears in a fake way, looking like his life was short.

I can do both soft and hard, but I can't do anything. I'm just going to go, but I'm trembling and put on my clothes.

Na knows that the rogue master threw the quilt and looked cold like Bao Gong, saying, "Speed! I'm hungry for my master."

I

When we went downstairs, we saw Wu Ziming holding his grandfather's left hand to see his palms, "There are eight trigrams on the palm, each of which is the one who is the one who is the one who is the Kan position. The Kan position is not harmonious, the husband and wife are not harmonious, and the wife is separated, and the wife suffers from illness, and it will not be cured for a long time; the Gen position is flat and low, the wealth is not obvious, and the ambition is endless; the Zhen position is rich and round, the children are rich and noble, and the children are obedient and filial; the Xun position is sudden and straight, and the blessings are abundant in his later years, and the food and clothing are not worrying about. You need to be cautious and variables. You should not cause evil; the Li position is slightly raised, and the fields are not short of, and the years are abundant; the Kun position is full and there is mole, and the homestead is stable, but it is not allowed to be obtained; the Dui and Qian position are gray and smooth, and their parents are dead, but they both die."

After the words were finished, our whole family convinced him. The great-grandfather nodded repeatedly and said that Wu Ziming was really a master and admired him very much.

When I heard that my master was a translator, I secretly called myself a surprise. In our family, my grandmother was indeed separated from my grandfather because of the problem of raising children. Moreover, my grandmother was ill for more than ten years and was already in a terminal state. My grandfather was not rich in his generation, but food and clothing were not a problem. He also had two sons, my grandfather and my second grandfather were both village cadres and his family was well-off. He was 85 years old, healthy, neither blurred eyes nor deafness, nor had big or small diseases. He also had an old house and land at home.

Just one palm was enough to tell the whole family's situation, which was really amazing.

I limped over and asked Wu Ziming to show me the palmaring, but Wu Ziming refused repeatedly, saying that he didn't dare to look at my palmaring, and that he would have a life-long life after seeing it.

I didn't understand why, so I continued to ask him to teach me.

The master suddenly felt unhappy and said that I was a dog, so I asked him for another person to give him a bone. If someone threw a piece of fat, would I run away with him?

Wu Ziming was a crawler and told me that as long as I recognized him as my grandfather, he would be willing to teach me.

I found myself really a dog, so I shouted happily on the spot.

Wu Ziming was so happy that his hair was riding on the wind, and he agreed repeatedly. He immediately took out a copy of the "Tao Te Ching" from the cloth bag and told me seriously that this was a Taoist scripture. As long as I read it thoroughly and recite the whole article, I could achieve something.

I was very happy. Finally, I saw the feedback and immediately gave Grandpa Gan a big hug.

However, the master did not stop him throughout the whole process and said nothing, which was strange.

As for the horrors of the words "Tao Te Ching" written by Lao Tzu and the words "Reciting the Full Text", I will not elaborate on it here. In short, it is a big pit, and I jumped in with joy.

After breakfast, my master carried me on my back and went to the dry well where the pixie fell yesterday with my grandfather Wu Ziming. I originally wanted to call pixie, but after all, the horrible memories cannot be borne by me alone, but pixie's mother told me that he felt a little tired and was still sleeping, so it was hard to disturb me.

On the way, the master asked about our experiences below. What happened yesterday was vivid in my mind. I came one by one with every detail.

After hearing this, the master and grandpa Gan raised several questions.

1. Why did we fall into the well, and the people who came to rescue us did not see the wellhead.

2. What is the spell that the ghost possessed by the gangster is chanted? It can actually open the sarcophagus and awaken the sleeping zombies inside. However, the ghost has been destroyed by me and no longer exists. There is no way to investigate, and this question is no longer important.

3. What exactly is the pattern I saw and how it stimulated the magic circle covering the sarcophagus. The master chose to remain silent about this, but I felt that he knew the reason, and when Grandpa Gan saw the expression of his master, he also had a look like this flashed across his face.

Fourth, the word "you" mentioned by the zombie being dragged into the sarcophagus. What is the meaning of it and what kind of emotions it carries, I am afraid that you will have to ask the zombie to know.

5. That is the origin of the tomb chamber and the sarcophagus. I am afraid that if you go to the tomb chamber, you may not be able to explain it.

So the master and Grandpa Gan planned to destroy the zombie first if possible to eliminate future troubles.

However, none of us thought that a mere simplified tomb and a sealed zombie would involve such a complicated history, but this is a later story.

When I arrived at the place where we fell, I looked down and was surprised to find that there was nothing on the ground except for the thick dead grass.

I couldn't believe it. Did I remember it wrong? I looked left and right again and found that the rope on the ground was gone. Then I began to doubt whether my memory was wrong.

I murmured to myself: "I remember it's here, isn't it right?" After that, I suddenly remembered that the adults who came to save us yesterday did not notice this place. I realized that there must be something strange here, and I couldn't help but feel scared.

But the master said, "That's right, that's it."

After saying that, he squatted down, put me down, muttered something, stretched out his hand to tweak the weeds on the ground, and then a black and broken wellhead appeared, and there was a sense of déjà being blocked by weeds, but I knew that these sparse weeds could not block a deep well more than one meter wide.

Grandpa Gan said, "This is a way to prevent the eyes from being transformed by Yin Qi. It should be arranged by experts to avoid outsiders accidentally breaking through. Ordinary people will not fall even if they step on it. Only those who have weak and evil spirits or are plagued by bad luck will temporarily become invalid. Yun Yi, your playmate is a body with weak and evil spirits. He must be a timid and timid person. Such a person is unstable and easily possessed by ghosts. Fortunately, he is a man. After he becomes an adult, his yang energy will be full and he will recover as usual, but"

Grandpa Gan stopped talking halfway, and I asked him what he was just.

He looked at me and thought about it, but he couldn't say that sexual intercourse should not be excessive.

I didn't understand the meaning of sexual intercourse and wanted Grandpa Gan to explain, but the master interrupted me and said, "Let's go down."

After saying that, he grabbed my ankle and lifted me up, and with a scream, the scenery in front of me instantly reached the sky. The master fell to the ground as steady as a millstone. With a bang, the soles of his feet hit the ground. A thick layer of straw underground could not cushion the force, and instantly stirred up layers of wind and waves.

As soon as the master landed, he took a step forward. Grandpa Gan followed him, but he was completely different from his master, like a feather, with a driving in his cuffs, landing silently.

As soon as he landed, Grandpa Gan said, "What a heavy yin energy."

In the darkness, the master lit a candle, and the narrow bottom of the well became transparent. He lowered his head and checked it, then asked me to come down, then handed the candle to Grandpa Gang, squatted down, and opened the thick straw to reveal a layer of wet fallen leaves that had been corroded for many years.

He and Grandpa Gan looked at each other, then fiddled with the fallen leaves with a wooden stick. After a few strokes, a pale skull suddenly appeared. I was so scared that I took a breath of air conditioning and retreated continuously. All the hairs on my back stood up straight. When I thought of me and the punk, I stood on this skull, and I felt cold all over and my pores contracted. I was about to cry without tears, and I didn't know what I was thinking, so I was about to come down again.

The master glanced at me, stopped and said, "Yunyi, I will teach you a set of meditation mantras. You should recite it loudly, and don't let fear break your will."

The world is only the mind, listen to my quiet clouds, neither dirty nor clean, without desires nor fear, without arise or depression, without dryness or impatience, without suppression or swallowing, without sorrow or joy

Master's words were like a big bell at the bottom of the well. I couldn't help but recite them loudly. After reading them once, I continued to repeat them again and again.

Slowly, I felt that the air seemed to gradually stagnate, and the surroundings were fluctuating slightly, as slow as a light string, and as the wind passed by Yuzhu, all the sounds were quiet.

The fear that was originally filled with all the body retreated rapidly like a tide, turning into a lake of mirror water, and was calm.

I looked at my master and saw that my eyes were clear and calm. The master smiled slightly and continued to fiddle with the fallen leaves on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the fallen leaves all over the ground were spread apart, and four incomplete bones appeared in front of me. I was afraid, but the meditation mantra was like a pair of warm hands to soothe the soul, constantly giving me a feeling of tranquility and peace.

"There should be somewhere down there," the master said straightening his waist, "I'm afraid the person who set up the formation will have other plans! Let's go inside and take a look!"
Chapter completed!