Exorcism

Zhang Lingsheng was sweating and shook his head. "Stop, stop, what's wrong? I've demonstrated it five times. Why haven't you found the trick? I said that you should sink, relax your body and try to sink as much as possible; you should be steady, and your legs should stand firmly, and you can't sit on the ground when you sink; you should flow, and each move should be smooth and unimpeded; you should be quiet, don't think about anything, and concentrate on practicing boxing..." The teenagers in Yelin Town were in a hurry, and no one could perform a complete and correct bone-forging fist. "Don't you have a root of Tao? Are you still so stupid? I learned it after just watching it once." Zhang Lingsheng got angry, but he immediately held back, "Go have breakfast first, maybe your root of Tao was born too late, but I had it when I was eight years old." Zhang Lingsheng left on his own, and the teenagers walked to the front yard dining room in shame. Xiaoqiu didn't move. It was already difficult to read, and he couldn't let himself fall behind in boxing. Shen Hao didn't leave either. The two looked at each other, and without saying a word, they took up their stances to practice boxing.

The boxing practice area was located between the main house and the east wing in the backyard of the hall. An unknown old tree, half dead and half alive, stood in the corner, providing a shade. There was also a crooked stone bench under the tree, which could seat four or five people. Shen Hao gave up after practicing boxing for a while, and sat on the stone bench to watch Xiao Qiu practice boxing.

The Bone Tempering Fist has eight sections and sixty-four moves. Xiaoqiu stopped at the fifth section, "Do you have something to ask me?" Shen Hao chuckled twice, "Brother Xiaoqiu, I think you have practiced very well. Taoist Zhang likes to find faults." Xiaoqiu shook his head. He still had self-knowledge. "I can remember the moves, but I have to think while practicing, and I can't be 'quiet'-do you have something to say?" "Yes." Shen Hao stood up, "But I don't know whether I should say it. After all... we were enemies before, and you must not believe me." The second son of the Shen family was so humble and tactful. At this moment, Xiaoqiu didn't believe her ears and eyes, not Shen Hao. "After so many things, of course I believe you. If you have something to say, just say it." "It's not my business, it's Fangfang." "What's wrong with Fangfang?" "Yesterday Fangfang wanted to give you her fish meat, why didn't you take it?" "What?" Xiaoqiu thought for a while, "When did Fangfang say she wanted to give me the fish meat? Obviously It was Erliang who wanted it. "

"Fangfang looked at you several times. As long as you ask, she will give you the fish meat."

"She doesn't like to eat fish. Tell me."

"Haha, Xiaoqiu, you dare to snatch Fangfang in front of the whole town. How come you don't even understand this? She is embarrassed, so she has to wait for you to ask first."

Xiaoqiu scratched his head. He was very smart, but some things were always so difficult to understand. Just like his father Laoqiu once said that the second young master of the Shen family wanted to make friends with him, he couldn't accept it at the time, but he didn't expect that it would become a reality now. "So that's the case, Shen Hao, you are quite observant."

Shen Hao suddenly became flustered for some reason and hurriedly said, "No, no, I miss home and don't like to eat, so I see more."

When the two came to the dining room, the other teenagers were almost finished. Mei Chuan'an's mother specially left food for them. She was especially enthusiastic about Xiaoqiu. There was a smile in her eyes all the time. Xiaoqiu just lowered her head to eat, and immediately fled the dining room after eating.

The teenagers were in no mood to learn to read and write. They practiced boxing outside all morning, hoping to satisfy Zhang Lingsheng tomorrow. They were homeless.

Practicing Taoism was the only way out. No one wanted to make a mistake at the first step. Only Fangfang stayed in the study, flipping through piles of books.

That afternoon, when the other teenagers were still practicing boxing, Xiaoqiu found an excuse to run to the study.

Fangfang sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against a pile of books she had read. The study was obviously tidy after being cleaned up. Compared with those tall piles of books, she looked particularly thin.

"Have you practiced boxing?" Hearing the footsteps, Fangfang raised her head, with a bright light in her eyes, as if the wisdom in the book was leaking out from here.

Xiaoqiu turned her back to the sun and found that this was more difficult than she thought. She coughed several times, "Um... Fangfang, are you willing to accompany me to Mei Chuan'an's house tonight? Grandma Mei... said she would make delicious food." The two eyes above the book were startled for a moment, then curved into a crescent, "Okay. Xiaoqiu was in a good mood the whole afternoon, and her boxing skills were better than anyone else. Although Zhang Lingsheng was not an outstanding disciple of Pangshan, he practiced his lessons meticulously. He went into the house to meditate as soon as it got dark. He rarely disciplined the teenagers and never restricted them from going out. But Xiaoqiu and Fangfang were still a little nervous when they walked out of the door, as if they were going to do something bad. Xiaoqiu walked in front, and Fangfang followed three steps behind. Jinghu Village was a little more lively in the evening, with smoke curling up and the aroma of vegetables Waves of wind came, and when they saw the two Pangshan disciples, they were as respectful and enthusiastic as ever, and took out their best food to give away, but Xiaoqiu and Fangfang all politely refused.

However, when Xiaoqiu asked an elderly villager where Mei Chuan'an's home was, the situation changed. The old man's face changed slightly, and he vaguely said that he didn't know, turned back and closed the door.

The news spread quickly across the fence. In the following journey, no villagers came out to greet or send food. Instead, they hid behind the courtyard wall and stared at the two with a strange look.

After passing several houses in succession, a middle-aged woman with high cheekbones leaned behind the courtyard gate and waved. When the two came over in confusion, she immediately asked in a mysterious tone of acquaintance for a long time: "Are you going to the Mei family at the south end of the village?"

"Yes." Xiaoqiu said.

"I advise you not to go."

"Why?" Xiaoqiu was puzzled and a little angry. He didn't like the villagers' attitude towards the Mei family.

"Mei Chuanan is a madman..."

"I know."

"It's not just that." The middle-aged woman's voice was even lower. "In the past, when Mei Chuanan was still a disciple of Pangshan, his mother was very proud and always felt that she was superior to others. When her son became a demon, the old woman couldn't bear the blow and became worse over the years. It's getting weirder and a bit... not normal. I always say to people, "Does the inner elixir need to be taken away if you become a demon? I don't believe that every Pangshan disciple is like this. It's not fair." You are still young. Don’t be deceived by the old woman. Once you are possessed by a demon, you will remain a demon for life. Everyone knows this truth. How can it be unfair..."

The woman was very wordy. If she hadn't said a few more words, Xiaoqiu might have been swayed. However, the teenagers in Yelin Town had just survived the invasion of demons. Words are extremely sensitive.

"Thank you for the reminder." Xiaoqiu interrupted the woman, "But I have promised the Mei family, I have to go there no matter what."

The woman didn't care about the other person's attitude and said to the backs of the two of them: "Don't believe a word of what Crazy Mei says. He always tells others that he has discovered new methods, but in fact they are all lies!"

When she reached a deserted place, Xiaoqiu stopped, turned around and said, "Fangfang, you go back to the library, I'll go by myself."

"No, I'll go with you, we agreed." Fangfang's expression seemed to be more determined than Xiaoqiu's, and she was not frightened by the village woman at all.

"Actually, there is a reason why I went to Mei's house." Xiaoqiu decided to tell Fangfang more, "When I first saw Mei Chuanan at the gate, he glanced at me, and his eyes... suddenly He didn't look like a madman at all, but seemed to recognize me. Later, Taoist Zhang said that he was Zuo Liuying's disciple, and I had a feeling that Mei Chuan'an running to the gate of the building was not accidental. "

Fangfang was stunned, "Does the head of the Forbidden Secret Division hate us so much that he even wants to take advantage of our possessed disciples?"

"Anyway, I'm going to find out tonight."

Grandma Mei was already waiting at her door and prepared a sumptuous dinner, including a chicken, a duck and a fish.

Simple and tidy, these two words can cover almost everything in Jinghu Village, and the same goes for Mei Chuan'an's house. The tables and chairs are all made of wood and coated with raw lacquer. It seems that they have been used for many years. The inside and outside of the house are spotless, and the yard Although chickens, ducks, pigs and other livestock are raised, there is no smell at all.

Xiaoqiu didn't see Mei Chuanan, "Where is Taoist priest Mei?" In the Nine Dao Tradition, Taoist priest is the most common title. Xiao He said it smoothly, but Granny Mei burst into tears with excitement, "No one has called me that for a long time." "Okay, he's in the back garden, he... I can't let him run around in the village anymore."

Thinking of the strange expressions of the villagers, Xiaoqiu was a little indignant, especially since the food on the table was so delicious. He even wanted to side with the Mei family, "I originally thought that the people in Jinghu Village were very enthusiastic, but not think……"

Granny Mei waved her hand hurriedly, "It's none of the villagers' business, it's my son... He is fine most of the time, but sometimes he suddenly becomes manic, breaking things in the village, and even injuring several children. Alas, It’s all life.”

"How long has Taoist Mei been like this?" Fangfang asked. She took a few bites of each dish and soon became full.

"Exactly ten years, pity my son, he is only thirty-eight years old. If these things hadn't happened..."

When it came to the saddest part, Granny Mei stopped crying. Her expression was indifferent and calm. It was an attitude of resignation, and she was ready to face the worst thing.

Xiaoqiu glanced at Fangfang and said, "We are full, let's go see Taoist Mei."

Behind the three rooms is a square vegetable garden, growing a variety of vegetables. wｗａｓｃｃ There is a three-foot-high stone pier near the back window. The former Pangshan disciple, Mei Chuanan, the top disciple of the Forbidden Secret Division, had a thick straw rope tied around his waist and was tied to this stone pier.

Xiaoqiu's heart tightened, thinking that while he was eating and drinking in the house, Mei Chuanan was standing outside the house like a prisoner. He felt very uncomfortable. Fangfang was obviously the same as him, and she exclaimed softly. .

Mei Chuanan didn't care. He was looking up at the rising half-moon, motionless.

"Shaoan, a Taoist friend is here to see you." Granny Mei said in a joyful tone, and immediately turned her head and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Mei Chuanan remained still and said: "I thought I could wait until the full moon, but my soul can't wait to be free. The body is a wonderful thing, it can absorb the most perfect Taoism in heaven and earth, but It is also a prison that tightly traps beautiful things. When my soul is free, I am also free. "Mother--" Mei Chuanan finally turned around, "I will still be with you in the seventy-seven forty-nine days." , I won’t wander around.”

Grandma Mei couldn't hide it anymore and burst into tears.

Mei Chuanan turned to Xiaoqiu and Fangfang, with a sincere smile on his face. His young face did not look like a thirty-eight-year-old man. After all, his monastic life had left some indelible influence on him, "Welcome, My fellow Taoists, this is the perfect night to appreciate miracles. The moon does not have to be full, the stars do not have to be bright, and the wind does not have to be soft, because they are all foils, and you have come at the right time to look at the treasures I picked from the void, look at me. The contribution I have made to Taoism will be passed down from generation to generation, and I will be immortal, and you will be honored to be witnesses.”

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