Inner Demons

In this quiet, a faint light appeared in a family’s home in the Hexi Mansion of Weicheng City.

This one is a wealthy household. Zhumen, Shishi, Sanjin courtyard.

Light appeared in the Master’s study.

Li Yunxin visited this house three days ago, and the concierge told him about it. The Master was a bold one, so he greeted him in the door, treated him deliciously, and asked for some calligraphy.

At the time when this Master was pleased with his precious son, Li Yunxin made a “Picture of Immortal Weng Sending Children”. Not treasure rolls, not rare rolls, but famous rolls. But for such a family, the famous scroll from Li Yunxin’s hand is also a treasure that can be inherited from the family.

The master asked the old Master to mount the painting and hang it in the study. I was planning to appreciate half a month first, and when it was completely dry, I would use the yellow silk kit to put it away. When there are guests at home on the New Year’s Day, please come out and praise it.

But tonight, there was a violent storm, and then news of Fairy Fighting Dragon King came. It was dubious, but soon, I heard the rumbling sound and the natural phenomenon in the sky. These things are natural disasters for the common people. Therefore, the family gathered in one place—all in this study, thinking that the expert’s famous scroll might be able to bless peace.

But just after the stream of light fell out of Weicheng, the sudden sleepiness quickly attacked the family. Patriarch noticed the abnormality and tried to grasp the sword hanging on the wall with the final trace of clarity in his mind.

But still fell asleep.

So… the picture of a fairy on the wall giving a child, a misty golden light appeared.

After the rays of light flashed, I saw that the baby on the painting came alive. The baby composed of golden rays of light jumped out of the painting and stepped on several people who were sleeping on the ground. It first went to the mouth and nose of Patriarch, where the yang energy was most active, took a deep breath, and then moved to the mouth and nose of the housewife, and took another breath. In this way, he took a breath of the popularity of men, women and children in the house, and then jumped out the door.

Go through the wall, and then absorb the popularity of the servants in this house.

I went out afterwards.

This golden-bright and dazzling child seems to like the taste of popularity the most, and continues to search for those sleeping in those quiet houses.

After one hour, it will go farther and farther before it will see the same kind——

There are young adults who have come out from “Shentu Back Sword”, there are The teenagers who came out of “Su Qin Chiseling the Light” are all from the picture scrolls made by Li Yunxin for those big families in the first two days.

These golden men who wander around the city and attract popularity include babies, children, youth, and adults. Some are joyful, some are miserable, some are angry, and some are calm.

In the previous two days, Li Yunxin made a total of 40 six pictures. The people on these 40 six pictures walked out of the picture one after another, all only doing one thing-inhaling yang.

When the sucked person wakes up, it probably won’t feel anything-at most some people who are weak will feel a little weak that’s all.

But as these golden men suck more people, their bodies gradually expand. There are some different colors in the body that are entangled, just like those people who are really sucked, the emotions in the dream.

After two or three hours, no matter what it looks like, the belly is full and the facial features on the face are crowded into a ball, which is indescribably funny and weird.

Then…

They burst apart.

At this time, the rumbling sound in the northeast of Weicheng has not stopped. The sky on the other side seemed to come early in the morning. After the mountain range, red light faintly appeared, like a morning glow. But in reality, it was a wildfire-like a giant dragon-like tumbling wildfire, and an endless roar.

In this rumbling sound, these golden figures burst open. The Yang Qi absorbed within the body was supposed to dissipate, but suddenly flowed in a strange trajectory on the streets of Weicheng. If they are flowing along the streets and lanes, they are not always true…Sometimes, they will also pass through walls and houses.

But the yang energy that is attracted is like the first bowl of water in an old-fashioned pumping well—with this bowl of water, the water in the well can be pumped out by Danger Land. These Yang Qi, full of various emotions, flows on the streets and gradually converges into a stream. This led to more Yang Qi in the more and more people in Weicheng. Since the houses flowed out…

Finally, it gradually converged into a larger torrent.

If the people who had secretly followed Li Yunxin through the streets in these three days were still awake and able to open the Yin-Yang Eye, seeing this flood of Yang Qi, they would realize…

The places where they flow are the places where Li Yunxin once set foot.

For example, a small stream flows by the Liuhe River and rolls over a stone slab-there is an originally inconspicuous pattern on the stone slab, and it lights up.

This is the pattern that Li Yunxin carved half of that day with the wolf pen in his hand. At that time, he said that the sun was good, so he wanted to paint the sun. The drawing was so abstract and clumsy, and in the end it was only half finished, so he threw his pen away.

It is such a pattern, after being hit by the Yang Qi…light up. Because of this light and guidance, the torrent of Yang Qi branched out and constructed a mysterious but hidden circuit.

This thing… even a doctor can feel familiar.

It is the meridian diagram of Hand Small Yang.

And similar things, in the entire Weicheng, there are thirty-five.

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On this night, thirty li or so outside Weicheng, a small temple in Yao Family Village on the edge of Weishui River Here, Miaozhu is still asleep.

This is a small but incense temple. But one hall, one courtyard, two wing rooms.

Normally Limiao Zhu Hongsong should have gone to bed long ago, but tonight, I was shocked by the rumble of thunder and mountain fires in the distance.

He sat up, opened the door and walked into the courtyard, walking through the moonlight and mottled shadows of trees, and finally walked to the front of the main hall.

I was upset, so I planned to go to the main hall to meditate.

The temple** presented Shinto’s Great Accomplishment Supreme Mysterious Spirit Treasure Prince Jarvan and the red-clothed Dragon Girl Divine Idol-from an expert. At first there was resistance in his heart, but after offering the portrait, he was convinced.

This image really has the effect of calming the mind and clearing the mind. Don’t say that there is indeed Spiritual Qi on it, or that it doesn’t. The effect of this picture scroll alone is enough to make him regarded as a treasure. even more how, he is a natural Yin-Yang Eye-ghosts are usually visible. Although ghosts are not common, there are always some vain ghosts who love the incense in the temple and will come to him. When he sat in the temple at night, with this portrait, those ghosts did not dare to come forward.

But when I walked to the main hall tonight and looked inside the door, I found that there was a faint light in the room.

Suddenly, I suspected that Divine Idol, who was jealous in the village, was bold enough to steal it. Looking around, he found a short wooden stick half-covered in the soil by the wall, held it in his hand, strode up the stone steps, and opened the door.

However, before a sound of “Thief Erdare” spit out from his throat, he froze in place. After two breaths, the short stick in his hand fell on the mud with a scream… Taoist Hongsong knelt with a thud, bowed to the ground and did not dare to look up, and only said: “The true monarch manifests the saint, the true monarch manifests the saint! The trail is shocked, crime deserving ten Thousand deaths!!”

Just after he pushed the door just now…

I saw a golden light shining Deity, walking down from that portrait!

He only glanced at it without seeing clearly. So I didn’t realize that Deity’s face was 70% like Li Yunxin.

The golden illusory shadow formed by the congregation of the incense and aspirations of the believers, with the spiritual Qi that Li Yunxin originally left in the painting and belongs to him, slowly moving forward, without seeing the Taoist Hongsong He went straight through the door panel and hurried away in the direction of Weicheng!

It was also in this brief moment. The 37 copies he scattered, and the Divine Idol enshrined in various temples, all walked out of a golden light deity, and brought his Spiritual Qi —— Gathering in Weicheng!

And this Weicheng…

If the sky is suspicious that day, flying high in the sky, to see the route Li Yunxin walked in those days, and to If you draw it, you will find…

He used his own footsteps to measure a lifelike portrait of Li Yunxin with the entire Weicheng as a scroll!

He intentionally or unintentionally left unfinished and playful brushstrokes everywhere in the city, which constitute 36 large acupuncture points in the meridian of the human body!

And the prefect’s yamen that hides the rare volume of “Shangyuan Tu” is the heart of this picture!

Now, the yang energy of 360,000 people in Weicheng has been guided by the 36 large acupoints, forming a flowing meridian. And those thirty-seven golden gods, with Li Yunxin’s Spiritual Qi, devoted themselves to this meridian movement one after another.

Yang Qi, Spiritual Qi, torrent-after three weeks of operation, finally, like a stormy sea, pounce on the prefect yamen!

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I am flattered to be liked, commented, and reminded by everyone.

I also know that if you update regularly and update more often, your results will be better.

But the author himself is a social celebrity in the upper class near the subway entrance of Huayang Tianfu.

Every day I go to work from 9:30 a.m. to 9:30 p.m., so I’m really not sure when the daily update can be finished.

Not at all because I want to put it on the shelves, so I deliberately reduce the update and save the draft.

Neither did I think about putting the cards on the shelves and dragging the current climax. Because it would be unsightly to inject water like that.

Everyday all is how much you write and how much you send.

Quantity and quality are indeed irreconcilable contradictions. In fact, it is not difficult to inject water and not to worry about 6000 words a day.

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