Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 111 Talking about the Cangjiang Immortal and asking for a lucky dice

In a dark room.

A paper figure, broken in the middle, staggered into the room.

The old man who was vomiting blood had a clumsy face and a somewhat strange appearance. With his appearance, it was no wonder that it was easy for people to think that he had great abilities.

The old man swallowed the blood in his heart, breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to play with the paper man.

After the old man left the Zhu family that day, he found an opportunity to grab a handful of hair from the Zhu family brothers.

You only need to wrap the man's hair around the paper figurine you folded, and use the treasure given to you by the 'White Deer Immortal' as a medium to turn it into a purple body with green eyes through the yin energy of the moonlight. The devil.

But at night in the middle of the moon, he secretly killed the person he cursed.

The old man had been staring at the Zhu family for a long time. Seeing that the great success was imminent, he never thought that something unexpected would happen out of thin air tonight.

The bodies of the Zhu brothers seemed to have been cast by an expert with a protective magic. Before their own paper ghosts could even meet, they were torn to pieces by a scorching light.

"It's very strange."

The world is spinning.

"puff--"

The old man squinted his eyes and thought carefully. The more he looked at the location of the copper coin, the more he frowned. Then he tossed it a few more times.

At the moment when the old woman stretched out her hand, a fierce energy suddenly burst out, with a shrill cry, rolling from the dead old man.

The old man raised his head, staring at his face in the bronze mirror with a sullen look on his face.

The old man still had some breath left and crushed the treasure given to him by the 'Deer Immortal Chief'.

It was about half a stick of incense when the old man fainted.

The old man in the black mist opened his eyes with a blank look on his face, and then he saw his body lying on the ground. He was suddenly startled and said in panic:

"What's going on!? Why did my soul come out?"

For a moment, there was a gloomy wind and mist in the room. Black snowflakes appeared out of thin air, spinning rapidly around the dead old man together with the black mist, covering his entire body.

Being bitten by this paper man, he is now completely pale:

"Who is the Taoist who did this? You and I have no grievances or enmities, so why should we get involved in the Zhu family?"

The old man shook his head and said:

The moment a few copper coins hit the ground, they were bounced off the tortoise shell and failed to make a fortune.

The old man put the paper man away and ate the leftover porridge and rice from last night.

"Chief Immortal, save me! I don't want to die."

After that, he stretched out his finger and touched the old man's body.

Those few copper coins are all the same as before, and without exception, the hexagrams are not correct.

"Let me ask you, who did you offend? Why did you ask that person?"

Even deceived Tianji?

This idea flashed through the old man's mind instantly.

The bones of the old man's body exploded, and then about three feet away from his body, there was a billowing black mist, with a pale human face faintly emerging from it, twisting and wailing, which was extremely horrifying.

After this moment, the body didn't feel any discomfort at first. However, when the copper coin fell to the ground and was about to become a hexagram, the old man suddenly felt dizzy and his chest was extremely tight. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Let me do some calculations to see what's going on with you."

"The vitality is weak. It looks like he won't survive."

"This Zhu Limen is very lucky."

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The old woman shook her head and said expressionlessly:

After eating, he finally couldn't swallow it. When he became cruel, he squinted his cloudy eyes and said to himself:

"I don't care who you are as a Taoist priest. If you interfere with what I am about to get, you will die."

Then, her eyes turned to the copper coins that were still dripping on the floor, and she understood clearly in her heart, and sneered:

"If the first two hexagrams fail, the hexagram is already protecting you. Instead, you are unwilling to force the hexagram. This hexagram will kill you, and you don't know who the master is."

That Taoist can't be counted?

That pale cheek was that of the old man who told fortunes.

The old woman gave him a cold look:

"If I hadn't taken action, your soul would have been taken away by the City God's seductive little ghost. How can you still cry and scream in front of me?"

A wisp of green smoke slowly appeared in the room, floating in the air.

"Immortal. Immortal, save me."

Then the whole person completely lost consciousness and fell into a pool of blood.

"Huh? What does this mean?"

The old man didn't believe in evil. After thinking about it, he was finally carried away by anger. He no longer hesitated. He held the turtle shell in his hands and shook the copper coin vigorously.

Then the old man took out a turtle shell from his crotch, held it in his hands, and shook it vigorously.

An old woman walked out of the green smoke, frowned and looked at the person in front of her, stretched out her hand and pointed in front of him a few times, then stretched out her finger to explore the tip of the old man's breathy nose.

A mouthful of old blood suddenly spurted out and spread all over the dirty table. The old man collapsed directly on the table, with only air coming in and no air coming out of his nostrils.

"If you die, you will die, and your body will be stained with karma."

The old man suddenly became speechless and lowered his head in silence.

This has never happened before.

"Immortal chief, I don't know, but yesterday I just cast a spell to bite Zhu Limen with a ghost. Who would have thought that there was a golden light on Zhu Limen's forehead, which would kill me in an instant."

"I couldn't get angry at the next moment, so I decided to take revenge on the person who interfered."

The old woman's pupils shrank slightly, and then she said:

"Can you tell me in detail, what does that golden light look like?"

After thinking for a while, the old man replied:

"It's just a touch of golden light, I don't even know it."

"Where did your paper man cast the spell?"

"Looking at where Zhu Limen went last night, it should be Yin'an Temple."

"Yin'an Temple?"

"Does the immortal know what that golden light is?"

"There are ever-changing spells in this world, and there are many that I have never seen before."

"What should I do? The immortal saved me. I have done a lot for you. The immortal is thinking about this and save me. I don't want to die yet."

The old woman frowned. What the old man said was right. She had indeed done a lot of things that were contaminated by great karma through his hands. If she ignored them this time and the karma was transferred to her body, it might be detrimental to her future practice.

The Immortal in Beijing is about to preach, how can he be delayed by such trivial matters?

The old woman took a deep breath, looked at him and said:

"It's not like there's nothing we can do."

"Excuse me, please speak."

"You will go to Yin'an Temple again tonight to explore the true identity of the master behind Zhu Limen. It is best to find a way to get Zhu Limen to clarify the whereabouts of the family dice and report to me immediately."

"what?"

The old man sniffed and looked at the old woman in shock.

"You are now a ghost and cannot be seen by mortals. Why are you panicking? I will give you something to keep."

After groping around in her arms, the old woman found a magic talisman and handed it over.

The old man lowered his head and looked over, and saw that there were no cloud patterns on the talisman, only a few dices engraved on it. It was very strange, and the aura on it was also unusual. To be honest, it looked a bit like the temple of the City God. The kind of thing that embodies a layer of incense.

"Chang Immortal, what is this thing?"

"No need to ask any more, you will see the wonderful use of this thing when the time comes."

"Thank you, Immortal."

"Well, now that I'm gone, this matter must be taken care of."

After the old woman glanced at the old man, she walked into the green smoke and disappeared.

The old man was the only one left, holding the talisman in the thick black smoke with a look of hesitation on his face. After thinking for a long time, Guiying gritted his teeth:

"I'm already a ghost, why should I be afraid of him?"

In Yin'an Temple.

After listening to the little monk's words, Zhu Limen's hand holding the bun froze in mid-air.

"Gudu——"

Swallowing suddenly, he felt a stream of cold air running straight from his spine to his head, and his body trembled subconsciously.

"It's a window without a painting? You mean, last night."

"hiss"

It seemed that he was reminded of the scene in the middle of the night last night again. The fierce ghost with snarled teeth and dark eyes, its cheeks covered with dark purple blood, just lay on the window and watched him all night? !

——I didn’t think about anything at the time, but now that I think about it, I’m just scared.

His breathing became more and more rapid, he looked at the young monk in front of him uneasily, and said quickly:

"Please also ask the eminent monk of your temple to save me."

You must not fall asleep alone tonight. Even if you want to sleep, you can't fall asleep?

At this moment, the old monk slowly walked over from behind the young monk.

The old monk first looked at the room where he slept last night for a while, then walked to the window, stretched out his finger and wiped it, which was stained with a little dried black and red blood.

He put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and there was a strong smell of blood.

The old monk took a deep look at Zhu Limen, and after looking at him for a long time, he suddenly said meaningfully:

"Sir, have you met some masters in recent times? You had the blessing of that master last night. If the master hadn't put some restrictions on you, I would have been in trouble."

Zhu Limen looked at the old monk in front of him with some doubts, and shook his head subconsciously:

"Expert?"

"Well, maybe it's a strange person who impressed you very much. It doesn't necessarily show terrifying magical powers, but the other party is most likely to be a god."

Zhu Limen thought hard. He really had no impression of meeting a true god.

But wait?

Zhu Limen suddenly remembered something, he left and said:

"Senior Monk, yesterday I casually gave money to a short man in front of Tonglin. I didn't think too much about it. I just wanted to feel the immortal energy. Sure enough, when I drove a carriage to Yin'an Temple today, I met him. Fucked a fisherman."

Fisherman?

It was just an old monk, and all the monks following him were surprised.

"What's so special about the fisherman?"

The old monk asked further.

"Yes or no. The fisherman had a snow-white fox lying on his shoulder and a green gourd on his waist. He was casually sitting on the boat and suddenly said hello to me——"

Zhu Limen hesitated for a moment, then continued:

"Tell me to be careful when sleeping tonight and try to go to a place with strong yang energy."

After being silent for a long time, the old monk raised his head and looked at him:

"Where did the fisherman go?"

"Heading towards the mountain."

"Sir, do you know what kind of mountain this is?"

"Of course it's neither salty nor salty!? The eminent monk is saying that the fisherman is the legendary immortal?!"

It was so foggy that night that I couldn't really see the immortal's face clearly.

Once the old monk suggested it, Zhu Limen also vaguely felt that the figure of the fisherman was very similar to that of the gentleman who approached Tonglin that night. There were many similarities, such as the tall figure. Not like a southerner.

The old monk nodded:

"It seems that you have really caught on to your immortality. Otherwise, how could you have met the fisherman by chance?"

"But I don't know the details. I just said that the 'master' wanted to take away my family wealth. I wonder if you can tell me whether my father's great wealth and foundation came from some chance encounter, or whether it was due to the ancestors of the family. What kind of adventure happened?"

There are as many wealthy people in the south of the Yangtze River as there are crucian carp crossing the river. Why did the master focus on the Zhu family?

There may be something fishy about it.

Of course, this is just the old monk's guess. You need to ask Zhu Limen for details.

Zhu Limen hesitated for a while, thinking about today's events. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, so he sighed:

"To be fair to the eminent monk, my ancestor did have a chance."

"What chance?"

"My ancestor once got a dice by accident."

After listening to Zhu Limen's detailed explanation, the eminent monk in front of him learned how the Zhu family started their business:

The ancestor of the Zhu family was a bad gambler in his early years. Because of an accident, he met an old friend.

That old friend used to be a gambler just like him. To say the least, he was better off because he had never been married and his parents had long been angry with him, so he was alone, even though he was poor, he had nothing to bear.

But because of gambling, his descendants dispersed, and even his wife lost his money in gambling.

The Zhu family ancestors had not seen that man for many years. They only heard that the man left Suqian after losing all his money.

Unexpectedly, that man returned to Suqian at some point and became prosperous. He became a member of a wealthy family, had his own land and compound, and had several wives and concubines. He even redeemed the wife who had been sold in pawn. return.

Seeing this situation, the ancestor of the Zhu family was naturally shocked.

Zhu Zu knew that man's temperament very well. Unless he got lucky, he would never be able to turn around in his life. How could he have imagined that he would return home in glory?

However, as they were both gamblers, the ancestors of the Zhu family naturally had a face that ordinary people could not compare to. He came directly to the door to establish relations. Seeing that he had been a bad gambling friend in his early years, the man actually remembered him and treated him to a meal. At the banquet, the man got a little drunk, and then he told him the reason for his family's fortune.

It turned out that after the man's wife lost, he felt that he couldn't survive, so he threw himself into the river. But not only did he not die, but something wonderful happened to him.

He is now rich and noble, all because of the legendary god.

After hearing these words, the ancestor of the Zhu family suddenly felt very itchy in his heart. He made all kinds of clichés and made side remarks. In the end, he really got something out of him.

The man who made a fortune said: "The 'immortal' in the Cangjiang River saved my life. Knowing that I am a good gambler, he invited me to play dice. All my wealth comes from the old 'immortal' in the river. I have earned it. To be honest, I still regret it. If I had known that the 'gods' were so faithful, I should have sought some luck from them."

The ancestor of the Zhu family was half-believing what he said, but he was in ruins and had nothing to fear.

Then he followed what the man said and came to the area around Cangjiang.

Following that man's way, he knew that it was his turn to be lucky, or the god in the river happened to be traveling that day, and he really met the god in the river.

He played dice with the god and won a few games. Thinking of what the man said, he asked for a touch of immortality.

The god gave him a 'treasure dice', and this was how the Zhu family became today.

Hearing Zhu Limen's words.

The old monk of Yin'an Temple was also a little surprised. This story was indeed a bit absurd, but he never thought that this person would have such an experience.

However, it is not surprising now why the 'master' would target the Zhu family.

I think what I really want is not the thousand taels of gold, but the 'treasure dice'.

As for the fairy.

The old monk knew nothing. When had there been gods in Cangjiang?

However, by acting like this, it is difficult to say whether the immortal is good or bad.

"Sir, please stay at Yin'an Temple for the next few days. The 'master' didn't succeed last night. I'm afraid he will come again tonight. However, Yin'an Temple is an important place for Buddhism. Tonight, sir, I will sleep under the Buddha's hall. I want to come." That person will never be confused."

"Thank you, eminent monk——"

The old monk waved his hand and said Amitabha:

"Sir, I'm afraid it's the fisherman who should be thanked."

Zhu Limen smiled bitterly and said:

"It must be fate to see it."

The old monk gave him a meaningful look:

"In this world, there is no good thing that can only be given without asking for it. Are you really going to receive a favor from an immortal for no reason? Immortals are human beings after all."

Zhu Limen hesitated for a moment, and then nodded seriously:

"If the Zhu family can survive this disaster, they will definitely not forget the kindness of the immortal chief and your temple."

The figure of the old monk has disappeared.

(End of this chapter)