Chapter 65 I'm going to fight you with all my strength
"Master, you are not alone anymore."
[Merit+2.3]
The opponent's cultivation is not weak, he is only at the 2nd or 3rd level of Qi Refining. If he has not fallen into the devil's way, and continues to practice hard for several years, he may be able to successfully touch the threshold of the third level of Qi Refining.
The two corpses with Taoist powers naturally cannot be wasted. After being refined into meat spirit incense, they will definitely be of good quality.
It's okay for ordinary villains and demons to condense into flesh and soul incense.
But it's far from comparable to this.
He needs strength to slay demons and monsters, so naturally he wants to improve.
He estimated his own strength.
If we have to compare the merits, it might be between 3.8 and 3.9, just one step away from the fourth level of Qi Refining.
He originally thought that he was a genius in cultivation. After he came out of the mountains, the quality of the flesh spirit incense he inhaled was so high that he naturally made rapid progress.
Pinching fingers to cast spells.
The essence, blood and spirit of the two corpses swept up, gradually merged, and condensed into two red flesh spirit incense. These were treasures. The former gray flesh spirit incense could only be a defective product.
He put away the meat spirit incense and walked into the Taoist temple.
"Master, how could they become like this?" Mao Miaomiao looked at these naked women and found that they had dull expressions and lifeless eyes. She even saw the female corpse with its body separated. Even though she often saw scenes of broken limbs and arms, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.
Lin Fan walked up to a woman and observed her for a moment. "Humans have three souls and seven spirits, but they only have one soul and two spirits. They were transformed into human puppets by a spell. They have no consciousness and cannot think. They are no different from zombies.
Fox Daji said quietly: "Everyone says that demons and monsters are scary, but what is scarier than demons and monsters is humans."
Mao Miaomiao said: "Master, can they still be saved? They are so pitiful. They have done nothing wrong, but they have to suffer such torture."
"I don't know. I can only give it a try." Faced with this situation, even though he had profound Taoist skills, he did not dare to say too comprehensive things.
As the two women watched nervously, they secretly wondered whether they should use the paper-binding technique to call back the soul.
However, they gradually realized that things were not what they thought.
"Prepare the cinnabar ink and other materials."
Lin Fan's voice was calm and firm, penetrating the heavy atmosphere in the hall.
"Yes, Taoist priest." The two women responded in unison and moved quickly to place the necessary materials neatly one by one.
When everything was ready, Lin Fan instructed them to arrange the female puppets in the hall in a specific order to form a circle, with himself standing at the center of the circle.
Lin Fan took a deep breath, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and circulated the magic power in his body.
The tip of the pen passed through the air, leaving behind faint streaks of light.
He wrote very quickly and every stroke was accurate. After a while, talismans covered with strange runes were created under his hands.
The two women observed silently, and when they saw the Taoist stick the talismans on the female puppets one by one, they also imitated him and carefully stuck the talismans on the female puppets.
Seeing that they were able to help put on the talisman, Lin Fan walked around behind the female puppet and picked up the pen again.
What flowed from his pen was not just ink, but also secret spells. These spells gradually appeared under his pen, as if they had life, slowly spreading behind the female puppet.
The whole process was so silent.
"Master, is it difficult?" asked Fox Daji.
Lin Fan slowly walked to the center and said, "Well, I don't know where their two souls and five spirits are, and I don't know if they have disappeared. I have to confirm it first before I can call their souls back."
After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, raised his arms, and gently twisted strands of long hair with his fingertips. These were all the beautiful hair from the female puppet.
Lin Fan's expression became more and more solemn. He cast the curse spell, silently reciting the formula, using their hair as a medium to sense their souls. The curse spell is a curse spell. If you possess the opponent's skin and hair, you can cast spells to harm people even if they are far away.
What he needs to do now is not to harm people, but to sense them.
At this moment, an imperceptible wave surged out of his body and spread to the entire hall. The already gloomy atmosphere was made even more weird and oppressive by the casting of the curse.
In the eyes of the two women, the Taoist priest who was casting spells with his eyes closed seemed to be shrouded in a terrifying aura, which made them feel terrified.
Deep down, a voice kept warning them.
Stay away, must stay away.
At this time, in a dim and spacious room in a county town a hundred miles away from Yuming Mountain, there were tables with jars on them. Some sticky liquid was poured into the jars, and talismans were pasted on them.
A skeleton was hanging above the densely packed jars, constantly absorbing the mist that was escaping from the jars. The shriveled heart in the skeleton's abdomen seemed to be beating, and the dry skin seemed to be injected with vitality and was even showing a tendency to swell.
In the Taoist Temple, Lin Fan opened his eyes and said happily, "Found it."
When the two women looked at each other, they knew that there was nothing the Taoist priest could not do.
Mao Miaomiao said: "Master, should we cast a spell to call back their souls now?"
Without Lin Fan saying anything, Fox Daji said, "It's definitely not possible during the day. The power of the sun is most damaging to the soul. It should be at night, Taoist priest, am I right?"
"Yes." Lin Fan nodded, "We must wait until tonight to cast the spell, and it has to be when the yin energy is the heaviest, which is midnight."
…
The night slowly unfolded like a piece of black silk, and the night of Yuming Mountain was shrouded in an indescribable weird atmosphere.
Perhaps it is because of the long-term occupation of the evil sects.
Inside the hall, the white candles lit in the four corners emitted a faint green light. The flickering candlelight made everything in the hall look strange. Lin Fan formed a seal with his two fingers and circulated his magic power. The paper lanterns placed on the ground ignited without fire. However, the cold flames could not burn the paper lanterns out and they remained the same.
"The soul comes, the spirit returns."
He whispered the spell and began to perform the soul-calling technique.
At this time, in the room where the jar was placed, the jar that sealed the soul of the female puppet from Yuming Mountain was shaking slightly, as if an invisible big hand wanted to peel off the talisman stuck on the jar.
He cast the spell from a long distance, using curse as a bridge and the soul-calling method in paper-binding as the main force, hoping to make the soul in the jar break through the talisman and return to the body under the guidance of the soul-calling technique.
I don’t know how long.
"Snap!" A crisp sound was heard, and one of the jars cracked. The dry skin skeleton hanging above seemed to sense it, and an evil light flashed in its empty eye sockets.
In another room, an old man who was sitting cross-legged and practicing breathing in the turbid air of heaven and earth suddenly opened his eyes, his face solemn, and he rushed out of the door. His gloomy voice echoed in the night sky: "Someone is casting a spell to move the soul altar."
The sound was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. Everyone in the Huangtian Sect branch was alarmed, and several cultivators with great Taoist skills quickly pushed the door open and rushed towards the place where the soul altar was stored.
When they arrived at the scene, the old man who arrived first was casting a spell, spitting the dirty blood in his mouth onto the soul altar to suppress the restless soul altar.
"Protector, what's going on?" asked the person who came over.
"Someone wanted to break the soul altar and release the souls inside, but he has been... Good guy, he still hasn't given up. Let's all work together and see what that guy is capable of." The guardian sneered, thinking that the other party was really arrogant for daring to have ideas about the Huangtian Sect's soul altar.
As three more people joined the fight, the shaking soul altar remained motionless and was completely suppressed.
"Hahaha, you don't know your own limitations." The guardian laughed.
It just made him quite confused.
Who on earth is so bold as to attack the Soul Altar?
Those female puppets were sent everywhere.
Those monks who breathe in foul air would not be kind enough to summon the soul of the female puppet.
In the Taoist temple.
The hair on Lin Fan's fingertips suddenly caught fire, turned into ashes, and gently fell to the ground.
"Well, this group of evil spirits actually prevented me from saving people."
He couldn't suppress that group of guys because they were too far away, and the soul-calling method of paper-folding was not that profound. Once it encountered obstacles, it was indeed not enough.
“Promotion.”
"Consume two points of merit."
The paper-binding technique on the panel began to blur and dissipate, and all kinds of insights surged into my mind, and new words emerged.
[Spell: Reincarnation (0/200 for beginners)]
Improve! Improve! Without even a second thought, he threw all his remaining merits into it.
He never cared whether the spells used to enhance merit could enhance his own strength. What he cared most about was whether it was effective.
[Spell: Reincarnation (Perfect)]
0.9 merit will be refunded.
"You bunch of evil demons, I want to see if you can resist my magic."
The words fell.
Lin Fan pinched his fingers to cast a spell, and a chilling aura emanated from his body. It seemed as if a shadow of evil appeared behind him. The shadow was holding a soul-locking chain, and staring into the darkness with deep, dark eyes.
"I am the Xuan Dian of Chaotian Dao Temple. Today I am asking for the soul of the female puppet. The ghost messengers, the underworld officials, and the five paths..."
He whispered a spell, and there seemed to be a response in the darkness. Gusts of wind howled and a shadowy figure behind him seemed to swing a soul-locking chain that extended into the endless darkness.
The two women who witnessed everything looked on in horror.
They had never seen the Taoist priest perform such magic.
But nowadays, there is no reincarnation, no underworld, and naturally there are no ghost messengers or underworld officials...
At the Huangtian Sect branch, the Dharma protectors and everyone else did not leave, but watched the situation inside the house. After a long period of silence, they thought that the other party knew they were no match for them and gave up.
But who could have imagined that the quiet soul altar would suddenly shake violently.
There was even a crisp cracking sound.
"How dare you come here? Attack, everyone, let this Dharma Protector take action. He will pay the price no matter what." The Dharma Protector's roar echoed in the night sky. He mobilized all his magic power and cast evil magic, trying to forcibly suppress the vibration of the soul altar.
魂坛在双方的力量对抗中砰砰作响，虽然依旧在震动，但动静已不如先前那般猛烈。
“让你隔空施法引走魂魄，本护法们还修的什么玩意。”
护法从怀中取出一根似人骨的法器，骨面上的小孔透出幽幽的邪光。他将法器放到嘴边，吹响了一道诡异而尖锐的声音，那声音穿透夜空，传递出一种令人心悸的力量。
另外三人并未看着，而是加入斗法之中。
其中一位体型肥胖之人，撕掉腹部一块流脓烂肉，放到嘴里咀嚼，嚼的津津有味，嘴角流脓血，然后将碎肉吐到掌心，双掌搓动，涂抹脸上，如鬼如魔，如恶虎咆哮般，对着存放魂坛的屋内嘶吼咆哮。
声波化作一张鬼脸俯视着屋内魂坛。
另外两位黄天教修士，更是不甘示弱，纷纷施展看家本领，配合护法，竟然真的将躁动的魂坛给压制下来。
护法没有继续吹骨笛，“不自量力的玩意。”
道殿中。
林凡的眼神由原本的温和转为锐利如刀。
他的面部肌肉不由自主地跳动，牙关紧咬，发出磨牙般的低沉咆哮：“踏马的，踏马的……如果你们在贫道面前，贫道必然当场除了你们。”
“好，那贫道就用毕生道行跟你们斗一斗。”
话音刚落，林凡五指紧抓胸口，猛地一捏，随即吐出一口鲜红的心头血。
他以指代笔，在虚空中绘制出一道道闪烁着血光的符咒。
狐妲己担忧道：“道长，这会伤到根本的，隔空引魂魄，本就对道长不利，不如暂时放下，等到了魂坛所在之地，再将她们魂魄救出吧。”
林凡扭头，目光坚定道：“无妨，贫道修行道法不就是为了斩妖除魔，替天行道，如今这些女傀饱受折磨，魂魄离体不知安危，如果仅仅是因为这点损失，就畏手畏脚，任由她们继续受苦，贫道还修什么道，修什么法，还不如回到朝天道观种地去。”
两女被道长的坚定所震撼，不再劝阻，而是默默地站在一旁为道长加油打气。
“纯阳道体。”
“道魂，道魂，全都出来助贫道一臂之力。”
寄居在万民伞中的道魂纷纷涌出，空中旋转一圈全都涌入到林凡体内。
刹那间，他浑身燃烧着青绿色道焰。
双目黑雾弥漫，沸腾如潮。
一股从未有过的可怕气息充斥整个道殿，哪怕这股气息并未锁定两女，依旧让两女双腿发颤，身躯如同没了丝毫的温度一般。
“魂来！魄归！”
再次斗法，牵引魂魄。
远在的黄天教分部，还没等护法喘几口气，只见周围情况不对，一阵莫名的阴风骤然刮起，带着刺骨的寒意，那些魂坛再次震动起来，大有不破坛子誓不罢休的趋势。
护法与三人再次施法，他们本以为还能跟先前那样镇压下去。
可情况很是不对。
震动的魂坛并未他们施法，就有所缓解，反而动静比先前的还要暴躁。
只听砰的一声。
一声巨响震耳欲聋。
装有被牵引魂魄的魂坛瞬间炸裂，无数碎片如暴雨般朝着屋外飞来，护法大惊，连连后退躲避，他避的倒是及时，但另外三位可就有些糟糕了。
其中两人面部被坛碎片插的满脸都是，嗷嗷叫唤。
而另外一人肥硕的身躯如同一座小山似的，轰隆倒地，只见他的身躯都是碎片，最为致命的就是喉咙处破开一道深深的伤口，一枚巴掌大小的碎片镶嵌血肉中。
魂坛中的魂魄出现，如果没有任何指引，只会慢慢的消散在天地间，但月光中降下一束华光将她们笼罩，将其裹挟飞出宅外。
宅外停留着不少纸马，随着这些魂魄骑上纸马，受到控制的纸马迈着四蹄，狂奔而去，冲入到黑暗中，逐渐消失的无影无踪。
护法目睹了这一切，愤怒和无奈交织在他的脸上，无能狂吼，暴跳如雷，就跟被踩了尾巴的猫似的，直接炸毛了。
他没想到，隔空斗法，连是谁都不知道，更没有看到脸，就变成这样。
搁谁身上，谁能受得了。
道殿里。
林凡恢复如常，又变成了一位道法高深，慈眉目善的道长，至于刚刚的黑雾与青绿色火焰，早就消失的无影无踪。
“道长成了？”猫妙妙好奇道。
狐妲己想都没想，“道长就是这群女子的再生父母啊。”
说完还瞧了一眼妹妹。
什么成不成的。
这还要用脑子想？跟随在道长身边这么久，你有见过道长没成事情后，就变得如此温和嘛。
“结束了，一切还算顺利，这群妖魔邪祟的确有些道行，但在贫道如此正宗的道法下，他们还是不够看的。”林凡笑着说道。
此时的他心情颇为愉悦。
这次隔空斗法的确吃了点亏，自己隔空，人家当面，别的不说，网速就比他快，自己出一招，人家能出三招，而且传递的过程中，信号还会被削弱。
不拿点真本事出来，还真未必斗得过。
狐妲己道：“那是自然，道长道法高深，心怀慈悲，老天看到都会相助道长的。”
猫妙妙眨巴着眼，“俺也一样。”
姐姐说了她想说的话，让她无话可说，可恶啊……怎么就不能会点新的词汇呢，嗯……必须学习，等跟随道长到了新地方，一定要好好学习。
林凡笑着，点点头，两女是他斩妖除魔中必不可少的帮手啊。
“她们的魂魄快要回来了，你们赶紧去找些衣服给她们穿上，省的醒来还以为贫道把她们怎么样，要是遇到清白被毁，不能以身相许就要寻死的，能把贫道烦死。”
他是非常细心的。
虽然未必会发生这样的事情，但能避就避，何必徒增麻烦。
清晨。
林凡来到道殿，那群女子已经醒来，在两女的安抚下，都明白发生了什么事情，甚至她们脑海里还有一丝的记忆，只是这股记忆颇为模糊而已。
“多谢道长救命之恩。”
女子们跪拜感谢，她们知道世间有妖魔，所以醒来后第一时间就是查看自身清白在不在，如果不在了，肯定会有一种异感的。
“小事一桩，既然被贫道遇到自然不会坐视不管，你们接下来有何打算？”
他知道如何安置她们是一件头疼的事情。
众女交头接耳的讨论着，最终得出的结论就是，“全凭道长做主，我们被妖魔所掠，哪怕清白还在，可回去后，自然免不了旁人的异样眼光。”
在这世界里，哪怕现在很混乱，但身为女子如果清白不在被夫君知道，怕是能被打死。
这点林凡是明白的。
“既然如此，你们不妨就居住在这里吧，此地名为玉明山，贫道一路而来，斩妖除魔，除恶扬善，清理的差不多，应该没有危险。”林凡想了想说道。
他每到一个地方，就会清理一波。
哪怕野火烧不尽，春风吹又生。
至少也有个缓冲时间。
“全听道长的。”
林凡点着头，对于将她们安置在此，倒也放心，不过为了以防万一，哎呀，贫道好不容易养的蛊虫，怕是又要留在此地了。
紫色蚯蚓是他培养的蛊虫。
前面的金线蜈蚣给了山贵，那现在的紫色蚯蚓就留在玉明道观里。
看来有机会，得多培养些蛊虫才行。
安置好所有，离开玉明山的时候，他特意在道观逛了逛，看看玉明道长是否留有什么法术，又或者有没有奇异的地方。
但很遗憾，还真没有找到。
他将玉明道观道殿里的石像砸烂，临走的时候，看了眼那有点奇异的钟，只是过大，不好携带。
……
6◇9◇书◇吧
数日后
涪陵县的市集上，一位少年正聚精会神地听着说书先生讲述的故事，当故事告一段落，少年情不自禁地鼓掌称赞。
“先生的故事说得太好了。”
正在喝水润润嗓子的说书先生，放下茶杯，笑着道：“小伙子，老夫说的可不是故事，这是真人真事，玄颠道长一路斩妖除魔，除恶扬善的真实经历。”
周围听众原本以为只是些夸张的虚构故事，毕竟情节太过震撼，难以置信，这杀的都已经天崩地裂，血流成河了，谁听了都得说是假的。
但现在你跟我们说是真的？涪陵县这地方黑的很，当地被崔家掌控，而这崔家还只是一个分支，便已经做到横行霸道，哪怕杀人都没事。
甚至可以说涪陵县就是崔家的，城内的商铺每个月都要上缴银两给崔家，一旦惹得崔家不满，轻则商铺被豪取抢夺，重则就是连命都没有。
“啊？还是真的？”少年瞪着眼，抹了一把脸，震惊道：“那他……”
“什么他的，得尊称玄颠道长。”
“哦哦，我错了，那玄颠道长杀了那么多鱼肉百姓的贪官，就没有事情吗？”
“有事？”说书先生笑道：“谁敢找玄颠道长麻烦，那些人避之不及，还敢找。”
如果林凡知道这件事情，高低跟这位说书先生整两杯。
再也不是名不经传的玄颠道长了。
不装了，出名了。
“先生，再说说呗，玄颠道长太厉害了。”少年恳求道。
“没咯，老夫所知的也就这些，至于别的，那就等别的说书先生来吧，咱们这些走南闯北，所知的事情基本都是口口相传，乱讲，可就是砸招牌了。”说书先生收拾着行李，准备换个地方。
“先生，那玄颠道长什么模样啊。”
收拾好行李的说书先生背着行李，拿着木棍，朝着前方走去，声音传来，“血道袍，别斧头，背着伞，和和睦睦，客客气气，能向你微笑的便是玄颠道长咯。”
随着说书先生走远，少年站在原地，意犹未尽，直到周围人散了，他才拎着草绳串着的大肥鱼，开开心心的朝家走去。
只是他在半路遇到了点事情。
“公子，这鱼是我买来带回家，给我娘熬汤养身体的，我不卖。”少年很是拘谨的看着眼前这些人，为首的男子穿着华丽，摇着纸扇，一看就是他惹不起的人。
“卖？本公子何时说过要买的，本公子是要你的鱼，白要的那种。”崔浩神色戏谑，他就喜欢欺负这群泥腿子，这鱼他看不上，但就是想玩玩。
“啊？这怎么行，我就这条鱼了，还是我辛辛苦苦打零工买来的，公子行行好，莫要戏耍我，我给公子磕头。”少年立马跪下，给眼前富家公子磕头。
希望对方能放他一马。
崔浩道：“那你知道我是谁吗？”
少年迷茫的看着崔浩，低头道：“小的不知，但小的知道公子一定是富贵之人，还请公子放我一马。”
啪！崔浩身边的一位狗腿子见公子面露不悦，立马上前怒踹少年，“瞎了你狗眼，崔家三公子你都不知道，你是怎么在涪陵县活着的。”
听闻是崔家三公子，少年连忙爬过来，双手将鱼捧起，“崔公子饶命，小的愿意将鱼送给您，还请您大人有大量，饶过我。”
周围有的百姓早就离得远远，他们知道对方是谁。
而有些暂时没认出的，当听到是崔家，立马离开，不敢靠近，毕竟哪怕什么都没做，都能惹祸上身的。
那少年不就是前车之鉴嘛。
走的好好，就被拦住，然后就发生这样的事情。
少年胆颤心惊，他知道崔家的权势有多大，又有多么恶，他不是居住在县城里的，而是居住在城外郊区，平日进县城就是在工坊里干活，干完活便离开，哪里记得崔家所有人长什么模样。
“嘿，你走吧。”崔浩笑着说道。
“谢谢崔公子。”
少年磕头感谢，拎着鱼离开。
崔浩望着少年离去的背影，对着身边人道：“咱们跟着，到他家玩玩去，反正也没什么事情，找点乐子消磨消磨时间多好。”
身边狗腿子们嘿嘿笑着。
他们知道这少年惨了。
哦，对了，不仅仅是他惨了，就连他老娘都要惨咯。
随着双方都离开后。
百姓们纷纷交流着。
“惨咯，惨咯，他真的要惨了。”
“哎呀，谁说不是呢，你们说这涪陵县哪天不死些人，真以为是好端端死的嘛，那都是……唉。”
人群中还有不少佩刀壮汉，他们就是在刀尖上舔血生活的，但遇到崔家的人，说实话，他们也不敢得罪。
这打劫普通百姓跟打劫崔家人发财致富，可不是一码事。
人群里，有位戴着斗笠穿着白袍披着袈裟的和尚将眼前的一幕全都看在眼里，轻声阿弥陀佛后，同样朝着少年离去的方向跟去。
……
乡间小道。
“施主，你岁数这般大了，往后走路得注意点，这在野外摔倒，要是没遇到人，可是很危险的。”
林凡背着一位老人，轻声说着。
他跟两女离开玉明山，赶路数日，还没到达下一个落脚地点，就遇到了一位摔倒的老人，遇到此事的他，岂能不管，自然是背着送老人回家。
“谢谢道长相助，我这身子骨不硬朗了，但没办法，不种地没法活呀。”老人唉声叹息着。
林凡道：“此地田税很重吗？”
“重？何止是重，简直是要命，我劝道长最好避开涪陵县，此地是被崔家掌控的，他们就是这里的皇帝，就算那一位来到这里，都不好使。”老人真心劝解着。
“崔家？崔家是什么？本地的家族吗？”林凡问道。
老人道：“是啊，道长听说过五望世家门阀嘛，这崔家就是五望之一，而且还是分支，道长可以想想，连分支都如此可怕，那本家得可怕到什么程度？”
穿越而来的林凡知道五姓七望之说。
倒是没想到穿越的这世界，竟然也有类似的。
穿越前的历史，曾经出过这样的一个人，他就是最强落榜生，五姓七望的噩梦，门阀世家终结者，李唐王朝送葬人，以一己之力打破数百年科举垄断的狠人，证明了打进长安比考进长安更容易的实践者。
他就是天街踏尽公卿骨，屠尽长安门阀，将世家连根拔起的冲天太保均平大将军，唐末农民起义军首领，大齐皇帝黄巢。
“崔家不干人事？”林凡问道。
“何止不干人事，连畜生都不愿干的事情，他们都愿意干，以前崔家老太爷重病，躺在家里没什么用了，不知从哪听说那是因为，城里那晚刚出世的婴儿冲了他，导致出了问题，所以后来……唉。”老人都不忍说下去。
林凡接话道：“所以崔家就杀了那晚出生的所有婴儿？”
“是啊。”
“那病好了吗？”
“没过几日就一命呜呼了。”
跟随在后面的两女听的咂舌。
好狠啊。
林凡来此地，就是为了找黄天教的，没想到竟然还听到这样的事情，崔家，很好，看来贫道又要大开杀戒了。
“老人家，没事的。”
“诶，我知道，肯定没事，都已经习惯了。”
“贫道不是这意思。”
“啊？那道长是何意？”
“贫道的意思是，不是今日就明日，涪陵崔家将不复存在。”
“啊？”老人有些懵，真没听懂道长说的意思是什么意思。
狐妲己道：“老人家，咱们道长斩妖除魔，惩恶扬善，不会坐视不管的。”
猫妙妙道：“咱们道长斧头很锋利的，最喜欢砍这些恶人了，你不知道呢，道长他自从下山，一路砍到现在，都没说过眼睛干巴，老人家你知道为什么吗？”
老人道：“为什么？”
猫妙妙道：“因为道长知道眼睛干巴，就会眨眼睛，他害怕眨眼睛遗漏掉坏人，所以宁愿眼睛干巴，也不愿眨眼睛。”
狐妲己：……？林凡：……？老人：……？所有人都懵懵的瞧着猫妙妙，哪怕是林凡都被她这番话给说惊住了。
还能有这说法。
但……
“老人家，贫道这位信徒说的实话，贫道的确有这方面的顾虑。”林凡说道。
得到道长认可的猫妙妙昂着脑袋，挺了挺胸脯，说实话，她也不知道自己为何会这样说，就是灵光一闪，脱口而出，没想到真得到道长的认可呢。
狐妲己张着嘴，还能有这说法？
忽然。
前方有动静，吵杂的声音引起他们的注意。
院落里，围着一群人，有哭声，有怒骂声，有说大道理的声音。
但这些都不是重点。
重点是那怒骂声很难听，哭声很悲惨，大道理很苍白。
在破旧的院落中，少年和一位脸色憔悴的妇人跪在地上，他们的眼中充满了绝望和恳求，妇人的声音颤抖，她哀求着那位衣着华丽的公子能够大发慈悲，放过她们。
“臭和尚，你知不知道我是谁？”崔浩心情很不好，他本想找乐子玩一玩，谁能想到突然冒出一个戴着斗笠模样丑陋的和尚，拦住了他。
他让狗腿子出手，谁能想到这臭和尚是个硬茬子，三两下就干翻他的狗腿子。
和尚神色不变，平静地回答：“贫僧知道，你是崔家的三公子。”
崔浩的怒气更盛：“既然知道，还敢拦我？”
和尚依旧保持着平和：“施主，你是名门世家之后，为何不能心胸宽大，得饶人处且饶人呢。”
崔浩的脸上露出了不屑，“放你臭秃驴的屁，本公子想怎么样就怎么样，谁能阻我？”
和尚轻叹着，“施主，贫僧动口不动手，希望你能回头是岸，心怀善意，积德行善，来日必有福报。”
“放你臭秃驴的屁。”崔浩怒骂着，“本公子能生在崔家就是福报，还积德行善，你这秃驴怕是不知道涪陵崔家的厉害。”
就在和尚刚要开口说些什么的时候。
一道戏谑的声音传来。
“大师，你这闲来无事，又在走流程吗？”
听到这般熟悉的声音，皈无大师回头，看到那熟悉的脸，双手合十道：“道友怎么会在这里？”
崔浩见和尚还有闲心跟他人交流，气得他直接动手，掀飞和尚的斗笠，“臭和尚，你踏……”
Before he could finish his words, when he saw the monk's appearance, his pupils shrank and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. He didn't expect that the monk he was talking to was so ugly, it was simply disgusting.
Suddenly, he remembered something.
That is the question of practice.
Foul air, foul air? As if thinking of something, Cui Hao looked at the monk deeply, turned around and left without saying a word, without even saying a harsh word, and the lackeys around him hurriedly followed him.
They didn't understand why the young master left.
Could it be that he was frightened by the monk’s ugly face?
Master Gui Wu did not stop him, and Lin Fan, who was passing by, did not stop him either. He just watched the departing figure with a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, fellow Daoist." Master Guiwu shook his head, "Fellow Daoist, who is the donor behind you?"
"Oh, I was passing by here and saw the old man fell to the ground and couldn't move, so I carried him back on my back."
"You are still so kind, my friend."
"It's not worth mentioning. I have always been kind-hearted and I can't bear to see others suffer." Lin Fan waved his hand modestly, then asked in surprise: "How come Master is here? Master left earlier than I did in Jinyang County. With Master's speed, you shouldn't be here."
"I was delayed by something."
"Oh, so that's it. Hey, Master, where's your staff?" Lin Fan noticed that the Master had nothing in his hands, which shouldn't be the case. He suddenly smiled and said, "I see. The Master's staff must have broken again."
Master Guiwu smiled and said, "You are right, you are absolutely right."
Lin Fan continued, "Master, your staff is broken. Repairing it will definitely cost money. That means you must be penniless now, right?"
Master Guiwu answered with a smile again, but turned his gaze to the two women standing beside him. There seemed to be a slight flash of golden light in his eyes, which made the two women feel an indescribable sense of oppression and they shrank their heads involuntarily.
But the master didn't say anything and shifted his gaze.
"It turns out that nothing can be hidden from you, fellow Taoist."
At this moment, the young man who was slumped on the side stared at Lin Fan from bottom to top. He felt that this Taoist priest was emitting a warm blush all over his body, which made him think of the Taoist priest Xuan Dian mentioned by the storyteller.
Wearing a red Taoist robe, holding an axe and carrying an umbrella.
The person in front of me seems to fit the bill.
Lin Fan, who was chatting with the master, noticed the boy's gaze, turned his head and smiled gently.
He laughed. The Taoist priest laughed.
The loop is closed. Everything is closed.
The young man asked excitedly, "Are you Taoist Priest Xuan Dian?"
Lin Fan was surprised and said, "The donor knows me."
"Ah!!! It really is Taoist Master Xuan Dian, mother, he is Taoist Master Xuan Dian, I saw it with my own eyes, really saw it with my own eyes." The young man stood up and jumped up and down, his expression excited, as if he was possessed.
Lin Fan was a little overwhelmed.
The boy's mother was worried, wondering if her child had been frightened to death.
Poor child, how could this happen.
"Donor, why are you so excited to see me? Is there something wrong with me, or have you seen me before?" Lin Fan asked.
Plop! The young man knelt in front of Lin Fan, "Master Xuandian, please save us. The storyteller said that you slay demons and monsters, punish evil and promote good. You must save us."
Lin Fan helped the young man up and said with a smile, "Okay, okay. My purpose of coming down the mountain is to slay demons and punish evil and promote good. But can you tell me about the storyteller and what do you know about me?"
The young man who stood up was still excited, telling what he heard. Due to being too excited, his words were a little incoherent, but it was okay. Lin Fan listened very seriously and carefully, and even wanted the other party to talk nonstop.
After all, who doesn’t like to hear others praise themselves so obsessively? If it were you, you would like to hear it too.
After saying this, the young man asked, "Master, is it always like this?"
Lin Fan kept smiling and stood straight. Facing the boy's questioning, he shook his head and sighed.
"I didn't expect I couldn't keep it secret."
"good."
"That's absolutely true."
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