Chapter 54

On the day of the extremely evil day, Qiao Mu saw Zhang Sheng in a white shirt with long braids reaching her waist in the light array. It seemed that the pain that was tormenting her heart had dissipated. She was well protected by this simple office. A sense of belonging.

Looking in the mirror and touching the freckles on her face and the stitched body, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the man she met for the first time, and asked timidly: "What technique did you use..."

"The Yang Returning Formation, used on The curse on you is similar to the [Extreme Evil] recorded in ancient books, so I tried to use the formation to restore your yang first, and then find a way to break the curse. "

The man who was still in the formation with immortal energy just now, this time. As soon as he landed on the ground, he collapsed in the swivel chair and yawned. The common clothes from the late Qing Dynasty turned into jeans that were washed white, and the man's hair was messy on his head.

Zhang Sheng tilted his head to the side, looking at his whole body collapsed, and leaned back with his hands behind his neck: "...I haven't asked yet, what is your name."

"I don't remember." She said and thought again. She was crying, and she didn't know whether it was because she was too frightened or because her memory was erased by this weird curse. She didn't even know why she fell on the pile of corpses, and there was an arch bridge not far away.

She had a sore nose and wiped away tears and said: "I only remember a bridge... I fell in a wasteland with dead people everywhere. I clutched my heart and walked across the bridge, unknowingly walking into the city. , I saw your store."

Zhang Sheng sympathized with her and could understand what it felt like to have a blank memory.

He was also trying to retrieve his memory. As the bonds in his body disappeared, Zhang Sheng would wake up from his dreams from time to time. At that moment, he couldn't tell whether it was illusion or reality. He could always see the sky full of fire, burning

... In the dream, he kept throwing himself into the ashes after the fire, struggling to remove everything on the ground, forgetting the pain, trying to find something.

He shouldn't have remembered his previous life. After all, he had died and been reincarnated. On the road after crossing Meng Po Bridge, he should have become neither sad nor happy.

The feeling of memories coming back to the brain is really unbearable. For a long time, Zhang Sheng felt that there were invisible worms in his brain, eating away at his nerves. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling to kill time. He didn't know how to get through it. .

He could remember the day he met Ni Shisan, it was a very ordinary day.

...

the twenty-first year of Emperor Renzong’s reign in the Qing Dynasty.

Just after noon, cicadas chirped in the woods.

There was still water in the muddy ground after a period of rain, and the air became refreshing and cool. While his apprentices were resting at home, he slipped out again and dragged the empty fish basket to the stream, wanting to try his new creation. bait.

When he first entered the ghost exorcist profession, he just started out of fun. Others were busy occupying busy streets and opening shops to do business. However, although he knew that his father was once a descendant of the clan, he had been running the entire street since he retired from the Qing court. He started a house rental business, but he just didn't like living the life of a "renter" at a young age.

There are many sisters in the family, some of whom are careful and good at managing money to help their father take care of the housework. When he was a child, he skipped classes in school and loved to go into the woods.

There was no noise and he was content with himself.

Unexpectedly, he ran away until he was fifteen or sixteen years old. One by one, his sisters got married and started families. He was the only one left who was a bachelor. He didn't know mathematics and only knew how to blow up fish ponds.

Until a number of robberies occurred in the important business area where officers and soldiers were stationed. Gold, silver and jewelry were lost but the culprits could not be found. The court ordered that no matter how much manpower and material resources were used, they must be arrested and brought to justice. This mysterious robbery lasted for half a year.

One day, his father walked out of the house angrily, carrying a bag of heavy silver coins in his hand. Zhang Sheng was lying on a low bench in the courtyard basking in the sun, and asked: "Dad, where are you going to play?

" What a waste! All the rooms rented out at home have been stolen. Dad went to find a master to exorcise ghosts!"

Zhang Sheng was puzzled: "How do you know it's haunted? What if someone is pretending to be a ghost? Wouldn't this money be wasted? "It's..."

His father, Zhang Yuanzhu, glared at him with his ancestral white eyes, and said with a disgusted grin: "Not only did he throw things away, but the tenants were also dead. Their arms and legs were forcibly removed, just like they were quartered by five horses, but they were all dead." No traces of finger marks or flakes were left. How could this be done by a human being?"

"Dad, I'm going too. I'm bored."

"Go away, you bastard . It's better to go to the street and find a daughter-in-law for your father than to touch your broken fish basket every day! -"

His father has a very bad temper and can get angry at every little thing, but he has never been so windy as he is now. Rush to give money to someone.

Zhang Sheng thought that what happened this time was interesting, so even if he wasn't allowed to go, he would still have to follow.

He was familiar with the place where the accident happened. It was the old land left by his ancestors. The poor people who had recently poured into the hospital from the Mongolian border and some lamas gathered together. They had nowhere to go and came to see Zhang Yuanzhu, because the Zhang family is a typical example of people who have money but do not make money and will be destroyed by heaven and earth. .

He pestered his father all the way and finally squeezed into the carriage. After asking, he found out that the person who died in the house was Lama Zahabir, who had recently rented a one-month short-term rental. He was a famous robber on the business road. After washing his hands, he changed the golden basin. He took on an identity and hid in the Zhang family's house to chant sutras.

This big thief was stolen and his head was taken. After checking his identity, he found out that he had hidden the suspect.

His father was so anxious that his mouth was dry, and he quickly asked for help from the well-known ghost exorcist "Yang Heime". He hoped that the matter could be resolved quickly, and then he wrote to the court to share the worries of the court, so that the harboring behavior could be punished. Make up for it.

But when we arrived at the place, the master was hanging on the roof with his legs crossed and looking at the sky. The black mole on the end of his left eyebrow was very obvious. From a distance, it looked like a fly was lying on his face. He was dressed in black robe and was waiting for Zhang Yuan to send money. .

That was the first time Zhang Sheng saw a ghost exorcist, but he was not very serious and sat on the roof the whole time without even looking at the corpses on the ground.

"Dad, this man is a liar!"

Zhang Yuanzhu pinched his waist and reprimanded: "You know nothing, master, if you don't come down, it must be because you don't have enough money. Take out the other bag of Jindian in the car. The one I hid under the seat..."

"Uh-huh..."

He said why his butt hurt from sitting just now. It turned out to be because he was covering the heat of the Jindian hidden by his father.

When Yang Heime saw the bright color in the bag, he remained motionless. He looked at Zhang Yuan from a high position and said, "If you let me drive away ghosts, the conditions are more than these." The old man's eyebrows were white, which made the moles look more intense. He stared at Zhang Yuan. Sheng smiled and said, "Would you like to come up and sit too?"

"Is it fun up there?"

Before he could finish the conversation, he got kicked by his father again.

"It's a good thing for children to be playful. Only with curiosity can they see things that others can't see. Let them come up."

Zhang Sheng was extremely skilled at climbing over the wall. He stepped up the tiles in three or two steps, choosing a stable place to stand. After a while, he sat next to the old man.

"Master, why did you ask me to come up to see you?"

Zhang Sheng was still thinking about the gravel-covered fish basket left in place. He turned his head and looked at the ground, and was shocked to find that the body parts were moving slowly, the limbs were converging towards the torso, and the surroundings were filled with black mist...

He lowered his head suddenly, Rubbing his eyes vigorously: "What a ghost... what a ghost!"

"That's called evil spirit, which is the source of power to raise ghosts in the underworld. Just like my mole, if it remains for a long time, it will not be dispelled in the body. I will keep it until I die."

In a daze, Zhang Sheng raised his eyes and was surprised to find that the mole on the old man's eyebrow could move, like soft flesh that could breathe.

"The reason why I don't look is because I can feel that this evil spirit is a game played by the evil god and me, playing the world and life like a roulette..."

The old man took an extremely thin silver needle and spread it out. In the palm of his hand, the needle stood in the air and slowly turned towards Zhang Sheng.

Yang Heimie then laughed: "Sure enough, you have to find someone who is most like you as your apprentice! Xiaoerlang, are you interested in becoming a ghost exorcist with me?"

"...Well, is it fun?" Zhang Sheng looked sincere. , what he cares about most is to find something to relieve his boredom.

"It's fun."

Zhang Sheng saw the old man saying this. At his age, it was indeed pointless to deceive a teenager. Moreover, Yang Heime's appearance and tone of voice were full of confusion, which aroused his curiosity. .

Looking at it again, the black mist was mixed with a thick fishy smell, and it instantly transformed into the form of a man, whining vague words, wandering around the courtyard.

Walking around the old man's face, Zhang Sheng couldn't help but feel his Adam's apple slide, and he understood deeply what evil spirit was without any unnecessary explanation.

It was a kind of cold that penetrated the skin, and no mortal, no matter how strong he was, could turn a blind eye to the evil aura.

When Zhang Sheng's mother gave birth to him, the little child had a wrinkled face and was as ugly as a mouse, but his eyes were bright and not timid. His father had long since discovered that his son liked to stare at the beams and look around, and his attention would be drawn to something, even when he was suffering from a serious illness and had a high fever.

The invited master said that the child was psychic and prone to evil spirits, and what he saw should be evil things escaping from the underworld. The more pure his mind, the easier it would be to be used as a vessel, and his body would be snatched away if he was not careful.

Zhang Yuan told him that he would rather this unscrupulous man remain a bastard for the rest of his life than enter the profession of a ghost exorcist.

His father threatened him with death, and even if he lost his life later, he would still prevent Zhang Sheng from leaving home and going to work as an apprentice in the mountains. His mother was so troubled by her husband that she couldn't sleep at night. After a long time, she didn't want to persuade her anymore, so she asked her son: "Step on You can't do this anymore and lie down in your mother's arms. Someone is coaxing you to do so. Ghost exorcists have been trying to rectify injustices in the world and exorcise evil spirits. Will you regret it? "

Have you ever seen Yang Heime use a magic weapon to remove corpses ? After sitting quietly for an hour or so, he sent someone to dig three feet into the ground to dig out the stolen goods that the lama had hidden in the house. Zhang Sheng learned about the existence of the [Ghost Realm] from the old man's mouth and wanted to see it with his own eyes.

"No regrets."

He said goodbye to his relatives, knelt down and kowtowed heavily to the old man.

"Please master, please take me in. I will never be timid."

Yang Heime twirled his eyebrows and when he lowered his head, he drew a shallow outline on the top of his head with his fingers and said, "The reincarnation curse has been planted, Zhang Sheng , You will be my disciple for all your life, and you have to contend with that evil god to the end. "

Yang is the Yang of Yangliu. The black mole is the characteristic of the old man who has been in and out of the ghost realm for decades.

After the death of his master, Zhang Sheng took over the depressed ghost exorcist sect and gave himself a nickname:

Xun. Xun grass can be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests, and white shirt is his favorite color, and it is also the endless black sky. In the bloody ghost world, the only purity.