Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 1: Less Morning Light, More Sick People
The sky was covered with thick fog, and everything was dark.

There was only thick, dark green grass and sparkling rivers on the earth.

There was a man washing his face by the river, with his head lowered so low that only his thick black hair could be seen.

When he wiped his hands from his face, there were always traces of blood. He would wash them with water and wipe them again, and they would be stained with blood again.

The shaking water surface reflected a young face that was not very clear, but it could be seen that his eyes and nostrils were bleeding continuously.

The blood dripped into the river, swaying and spreading like the markings of a poisonous snake.

Crack! ! !
The huge venomous snake suddenly broke through the water and bit the man on the face.

The screams were muffled by the snake's mouth. The bloody mouth pressed the entire face in, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

"Ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding..."

Chu Tianshu opened his eyes, his pupils trembling, and he suddenly sat up from the bed and reached out to touch his face. The feeling of suffocation and pain in the dream seemed to still remain.

The two alarm clocks on the bedside table were ringing, and the cell phone on the coffee table beside the bed was also vibrating.

He had a nightmare that night and broke out in a sweat. The back of his pajamas was soaked, his messy hair looked like it had just been washed with water, beads of sweat hung on his eyelids, and his lips were dry and white.

But what made Chu Tianshu even more unbearable was not the thirst, but the heartbeat.

His heartbeat was so loud that it hurt deep in his ears.

He hooked the red rope with his fingers and pulled out a pendant from his collar.

The pendant is only the size of a thumb. There are two difficult-to-recognize ancient characters on the front, and an unknown animal face pattern on the back. It looks a bit like the ancient Taotie pattern, and also like a lion or a unicorn. It's hard to say.

"When the mind is calm and the water is broken, the water breaks and the mind is calm. The mind is peaceful and tranquil, without any disturbance..."

Chu Tianshu folded his hands, feeling the familiar outline in his palms. He stared at his hands and chanted a spell.

"Walk to the end of the water, sit and watch the clouds rise, the sky is bright and clear, and the rosy clouds protect your body..."

A feeling of peace and stability spread from the pendant on the palm of my hand, mixed with the sound of mantras and alarm clocks.

The curtains were not drawn, and the dim light from outside came in through the window, seeming to cast a layer of soft light on him, and his expression gradually calmed down.

The cell phone alarm has stopped automatically, and both alarm clocks have also been turned off.

Chu Tianshu got out of bed and walked to the window with a cup of tea. The aged water-green color of the glass reflected a young man with somewhat agitated features.

He stared at himself in the glass and took two sips of hot water. The hot air he exhaled on the window glass blurred the eyebrows and eyes of the figure in the window.

There is no point in getting angry at nightmares.

"The drug's effectiveness has worn off again. This is probably the seventh time I've had a nightmare in the past half month."

According to the legend of Yanhuang, in Xuanguo Shenzhou, since ancient times, cultivation has been divided into two categories: spiritualism and martial arts, and there are many schools of thought in each, which cannot be fully listed.

Chu Tianshu is a psychic, but he has never been a disciple of any sect. It is a family tradition.

His grandfather had a miraculous fate when he was young, and obtained secret manuals and magical tools, which enabled him to develop some real skills.

At that time, my grandfather was quite ambitious, but unfortunately he had reached a bottleneck in his practice. Few of the friends he recruited and the disciples he taught could cross the threshold of spiritual communication, so he became less interested and only focused on his own small business in his hometown.

The son and daughter-in-law did not learn to be psychics, but they were full of fighting spirit. In the last decade of the last century, they heard that there was gold mining everywhere and many people became rich. The couple left their children to be taken care of by the elderly and went out to work far away. As a result, they lost contact with each other.

The grandfather used his connections several times but failed to find his son and daughter-in-law. He took care of the child himself and spoiled him a little. The child was naughty and active, and he allowed Chu Tianshu to flip through the books and play with the objects in the house.

Unexpectedly, when he was five years old, Chu Tianshu suddenly became enlightened and crossed the threshold of becoming a psychic.

My grandfather had no formal teacher, so he was just happy at the time. Later he realized that it was not a good thing for a child to become psychic too early.

There are still many bones in a young child's body that have not fused, and their Qi and blood are incomplete but pure. If they become spiritually enlightened overnight, they are particularly susceptible to external evil.

Even if it is not a physical evil creature, just an unusual environment or abnormal weather that ordinary people don’t need to care about can cause children to have nightmares and feel anxious and short of breath.

In ancient times, people in this situation would basically not live to adulthood.

Chu Tianshu practiced diligently in order to strengthen his self-control and self-protection abilities, chanted mantras to nourish his mind, wore magical instruments, and especially found a special medicine that at least broke the diagnosis that he would not live to adulthood. He is now in his twenties.

A few years ago, Chu Tianshu's grandfather passed away. With the help of his family savings and his own income, he was able to cover the cost of medicine and live a decent life.

Who would have thought that in the past two years, this miraculous drug that has made great contributions has shown increasingly signs of failing to maintain its effectiveness.

The medicine seller had no better recommendations, so I could only ask him to increase the dosage.

Originally, it was taken three times a day, one pill at a time, but now it has been increased to six pills at a time. Considering the impact of the drug's side effects on human organs, this is already the maximum dosage.

But... he still has nightmares.

What's more troublesome is that the older he gets, the deeper his mind becomes, and the more likely the effects of his dreams are to affect his body.

Every time I wake up from a nightmare, I feel anxious, my hands shake, and my vision becomes blurred.

When he was a child, even without a specific medicine, he might have been able to hold on for several years.

If this medicine fails to work, he will probably not survive more than half a year and will become emaciated and die suddenly from depression.

Chu Tianshu looked at the pendant on his chest.

There is no new news about the medicine, so our greatest hope lies in this pendant.

When my grandfather got the secret book, he also got this pendant. According to the book, the pendant is a token of inheritance for their lineage.

From an ordinary perspective, it is a heavy piece of metal. If you look at it from the perspective of spiritualism, you will find that the pendant is like a small container with a soft red light swaying inside.

Just a little bit more and the red light will be fully charged.

The secret book claims that a great opportunity will come after the pendant is fully charged, but the details are not clear. It is estimated that the predecessors of all generations have never actually seen what such a great opportunity looks like.

No one can even explain how to fill it up.

Grandpa Chu was very adventurous when he was young. He often injected his own mental power into it and even took risks to fight several powerful evil creatures. At that time, the red light of the pendant was still only about 60% to 70%, with no change.

In recent years, it seems that after entering the new century, Chu Tianshu obviously did nothing, but the red light in the pendant automatically increased significantly.

At this rate, it might really be possible to fill it up within half a year.

"Normal state can help me to keep my mind at ease. If it is fully accumulated, I don't need to ask for any great opportunity to make the red light burst out suddenly to help me get rid of this disease. That would be the best!"

Chu Tianshu prayed silently twice, sighed, stuffed the pendant back into his collar, and habitually tried to adjust his mentality and not let himself be immersed in negative emotions for too long.

After drinking two more sips of water, he swallowed the pills he had taken this morning, turned around, took a shower, and changed his clothes.

The towns and villages in Hailing City have developed well. Many farmers have built two-and-a-half-story houses. My grandfather was one of the first to build one. Compared with the current town, his house is not particularly luxurious.

But in this two-and-a-half-story house, Chu Tianshu lives alone in the bedroom on the second floor, and sometimes feels a little empty.

When he carried the dirty clothes through the living room on the second floor, his old friends in the living room stood quietly as usual.

Those are nine wooden men.

There are eight wooden acupuncture point figures, shaped according to the body characteristics of height, weight, gender, old and young. There are meridian holes inside them, which are used for practicing and familiarizing with the acupuncture points. There are four on the left and four on the right, leaning against the wall.

In the open space in the middle, a square carpet was laid out and a solid hardwood figure stood there.

"Good morning."

Chu Tianshu greeted everyone, and when he passed by the hardwood man, he pulled out a silver needle from the man's head and casually stabbed it into its shoulder.

The silver needle was as thin as an ox hair and was very easy to bend, but in Chu Tianshu's hand, it could easily penetrate the hardwood to a depth of three or four centimeters.

This acupoint can stimulate blood supply to the shoulders and neck, providing more oxygen to the brain. In simple terms, it can relieve fatigue for people who have just woken up in the morning.

The morning sun shines into the living room.

The unconscious wooden man maintained his usual standing posture, not knowing how to respond to his old friend. Only the silver needle on his shoulder was still trembling, reflecting a glimmer of light.

Chu Tianshu had already gone downstairs, ready to open the refrigerator to find something to make breakfast.

Suddenly, there was the sound of an approaching motorcycle outside.

"Chu Tianshu, Chu Tianshu, are you at home?"

Chu Tianshu recognized who it was, walked faster, and went to open the door.

"Teacher Qiao, why are you here so early in the morning? Come in and have a cup of tea first."

Outside the door was a sturdy man in his forties, about 1.7 meters tall, with slightly thinning hair. He was wearing a brown jacket and had a boy in school uniform beside him.

Teacher Qiao is Chu Tianshu’s junior high school class teacher.

Coincidentally, when Chu Tianshu was promoted to high school, this teacher was also promoted to high school to teach, and they were very familiar with each other.

Teacher Qiao pulled the boy in, with a look of anxiety on his face, and couldn't stop sighing as soon as he spoke.

"Hey, this is my student Li Xu, please take a look at him."

Chu Tianshu looked at the boy. His face was sallow, there were dark circles under his eyes, and his short hair was obviously oily.

Obviously, it is normal to have irregular sleep and diet and to feel anxious. Many high school students are like this.

But from the moment this boy appeared until now, his eyes have been blank and he hasn't said a word.

When Teacher Qiao pulled him, it obviously took a lot of effort at first, but as long as he started walking, he would follow automatically.

These are obviously not normal.

Chu Tianshu pulled Li Xu's wrist, felt his pulse, and asked casually, "What's wrong? Why didn't you send him to the hospital? Why did you send him here? Do you suspect he's been possessed by evil spirits?"

Teacher Qiao had dealt with Chu Tianshu's grandfather before, and he had indeed seen some dirty things, but as a teacher, he rarely mentioned these things.

"No."

Teacher Qiao shook her head. "This kid comes from a well-off family, has good grades, and used to be quite cheerful in class." "But as he approaches his final year of high school, the academic pressure is already heavy, and the tutoring at home seems to have made it worse. He often loses focus and becomes drowsy in school."

"When the teacher talked to him, he admitted his mistakes faster than anyone else, cried easily, and even knelt down. That look... forget it. I even suspected there was domestic violence at home, but he's a boy, strong, and there weren't any injuries on his body."

"I held parent-teacher conferences with his mother and took him to the hospital, but nothing came of it. I suspect he has a mental illness, but his mother won't admit it."

"This morning I was in the bathroom and saw him slashing his neck with a pair of scissors. Damn it!"

Teacher Qiao cursed, "His family is in this state. If I take him to the hospital, it will definitely cause more trouble. I have no choice but to ask for your help."

This was a bit rash, but looking at Teacher Qiao's expression, he seemed to be extremely angry.

Chu Tianshu compared the pulse and had an idea after hearing what he heard.

What he studied was the "Annotations of Ghost Gate Witch Doctors". Although he could not cure his own difficult illness, he could easily treat other people's miscellaneous diseases such as insomnia, dreaminess, palpitations, coldness, and mental confusion.

Apart from occasionally performing exorcisms, most of his income came from helping clients with mental health adjustments through connections left by his grandfather.

"It is true that I am mentally disturbed and have trouble sleeping."

Chu Tianshu said, "This isn't just psychological pressure; it's almost like a physical illness. Hypnosis and guidance won't be enough. I need to give him acupuncture."

Li Xu didn't react at all.

Chu Tianshu took out a handful of candies from his pocket and spread them out on the table.

"Toffee, chocolate, cooling pills, mint powder, watermelon frost, pick one to eat?"

Chu Tianshu had been observing Li Xu's eyes. Seeing that there was no change in his expression, he didn't wait for a reply. He directly peeled a piece of watermelon frost and stuffed it into his mouth, then forced him to sit down at the table.

There were some bottles and jars on the table, as well as a few stainless steel boxes. Chu Tianshu used his fingernails to pry open the lids, revealing alcohol cotton and silver needles inside.

Li Xu is very quiet.

Chu Tianshu doesn't like to be disturbed when he is giving acupuncture.

Teacher Qiao walked outside and his cell phone vibrated. He answered a call, but the call was hung up after he said a few words.

In less than half an hour, a car arrived.

The village planning here is very clear. There is a large area of ​​farmland in front, and there is a cement road across the fields.

There is a river on this side of the cement road. Every household has built a bridge, and the residence is across the bridge.

The car stopped directly on the cement road. A middle-aged woman with chestnut curly hair just stepped on the bridge surface and started talking loudly like a string of arrows.

"Teacher Qiao, it's school time, why did you bring Xuxu out?"

"I said he was fine. Those who said he was under a lot of pressure and mentally ill were just trying to scam people out of their money and were irresponsible."

The woman walked quickly across the bridge and into the yard.

Li Xu shuddered and wanted to turn his head.

Chu Tianshu said: "Don't move!"

Teacher Qiao walked over to stop Li Xu's mother, but she was still trying to move towards this side and her voice became louder.

"His father and I used to live in the mountains. We'd go out before dawn to collect grass for pigs and walk to school on winding mountain roads. The only stars in the sky were our companions. We were busy with everything, both inside and outside. If you want to talk about pressure, that was what you call stress. How come we didn't have this disease back then?"

"He's well-fed and well-clothed now. He doesn't lack anything. We just let him study. He doesn't have the spirit of enduring hardship at all..."

Li Xu's mother was about to enter the door and was within five meters of Chu Tianshu.

Chu Tianshu frowned, and a silver needle in his hand suddenly turned, was bent by his fingers, and flashed away.

Mother Li's voice suddenly stopped, her expression was stunned, she was terrified, she touched her throat, and a low "Aba Aba" sound came out of her mouth.

Teacher Qiao quickly grabbed her and walked out the door.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise. Master Chu is giving your son acupuncture and cannot be disturbed. You're fine, just remove the needle."

Teacher Qiao pulled a needle out of Mother Li's neck.

"what!!"

Mother Li covered her mouth halfway through shouting and looked at the needle in Teacher Qiao's hand with an expression of disbelief.

When did she get a needle around her neck? She didn't even go near the person holding the needle.

Only then did Mother Li begin to pay attention to the furnishings of the house in front of her.

She originally thought that this was the home of a doctor that Teacher Qiao was familiar with, and because the doctor had not yet gone to work at the hospital, she came to his home.

Now it seems that is not the case.

There is a small bagua hanging on the front door of this house. Looking through the door, you can see a corner of the living room with a wooden support.

Hanging on the bracket are several brushes of different styles and two antique copper wind chimes.

Next to the stand was a glass jar, the kind commonly found in Chinese medicine shops, filled with something red. I didn't know if it was cinnabar or something else.

"This, this..."

Mother Li observed for a few minutes, her expression changing from one moment to the next. She grabbed Teacher Qiao's sleeve and asked in a panic, "Teacher, has our Xuxu been possessed by an evil spirit?"

"Did you see something and send him to the Master?"

Teacher Qiao was stunned for a moment and looked at the woman with a complicated expression.

He could hear deep worry in Mother Li's words, which was full of concern for her son.

When I talk about mental illness, you don't believe it at all, but when I say I'm possessed by evil spirits, you believe it, right?
"Li Xu..."

Teacher Qiao stared at the mother in front of him, held back a sigh, and said, "This is really a weird thing."

Anyway, it is sometimes difficult to distinguish between psychological and mental problems and symptoms of being possessed by evil spirits. Li Xu will just accept whichever one is good for him.

Chu Tianshu should be able to hear what is said here and be able to help make this statement sound reasonable.

After hearing this, Mother Li became even more nervous. She looked at the situation in the room carefully and muttered to herself.

"There have been people in our village who were possessed by evil spirits before, and they all became mortals. They were slovenly, slept next to garbage, and didn't even know how to take care of their mothers. We must not let our Xuxu become mortal..."

Another car drove onto the cement road. Teacher Qiao turned his head to look, as if he had never seen it in this village before.

Mother Li looked familiar and walked over quickly: "Why are you here now? Aren't you here to discuss business?"

"Blow!!"

A sturdy man got out of the car. He had a bit of a beer belly, a beard, and looked very irritated.

"I just came to see what was going on. I went to the school to ask for directions. What's going on? He's pretending to be sick again?!"

The man shouted loudly, "Li Xu, you are really terrible now. You dare to skip school, you..."

Mother Li quickly pulled him hard and spoke into his ear.

The man's face became doubtful, and he stopped shouting and followed into the yard.

Mother Li introduced him to Teacher Qiao: "This is my husband."

Teacher Qiao nodded to him and said, "Hello, Boss Li."

Boss Li came over and offered a cigarette. His expression was a little grim as he hesitated, "Is it really a case of being possessed by an evil spirit? Teacher, could this symptom of possessing an evil spirit be something the child is faking? The college entrance exam is only a few days away, and missing classes is unacceptable."

Boss Li glared at Li Xu with bloodshot eyes.

"If you miss classes, even if you're a little slow, you'll be slow for the rest of your life. Even if you're really in trouble, you can just hold on and wait until the college entrance exam is over before you take a closer look!"

If you run any faster, your son will reach the finish line first in his life.

Teacher Qiao complained inwardly and chatted with him perfunctorily for a while.

Boss Li seemed to be in a very bad state. He smoked his cigarette hurriedly, his face was covered with sweat, and he couldn't help hitting his neck.

After waiting for less than ten minutes, he could no longer hold back and walked into the house.

"I won't speak loudly, I'll just watch."

Boss Li lost a business deal this morning and was already feeling bad. For some reason, after arriving here, he felt even worse and worse. He felt a little dizzy and nauseous, as if his brain and head were not in the same place.

But his mind was still full of thoughts of taking his son back to school.

Gradually, he could not think of anything else but this thought. As he walked forward, his eyes widened as he was anxious to find his son. The bloodshot in his eyeballs became more obvious.

"Let me see if this little bastard is just pretending. Even if he encounters something, why can't he just stand up and hold on..."

Boss Li muttered to himself, his eyes grew wider and his voice became lower, like a ball of fishy-sweet mud stuck in his throat.

Teacher Qiao was distracted and didn't hold him back. He watched him take a few steps forward and step straight into the threshold.

hum! !

The Bagua mirror hanging on the door trembled slightly, and a flash of brass luster appeared.

The wind chimes on the bracket inside the house rang automatically without any wind, tinkling and jingling.

Chu Tianshu suddenly looked up and stared at the pair of bloodshot eyes at the door.

The supernatural creatures in the main world of this book do not focus too much on the style of suspense and weird stories, but are similar to a type of novel in the early years, with urban, strange, physiognomist, martial arts, ghosts, and a world view where the upper limit of combat power is not too outrageous. Ancient habits and modern anecdotes collide in the urban background.

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As for the copy, it focuses more on the martial arts style.

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