Taboos in the Underworld: Starting from being paid a lot of money to beg for a child

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The ghosts who came to help snatch the soul of Master's Wife stopped their movements and growled when they saw that Master's Wife had fallen.

The master who was struggling with Yin Zhi also stopped his attacking movements.

He turned around and looked at the master's wife who was lying on the ground, and two lines of tears quickly flowed from his eyes.

It was an indescribable grief!

That was an expression I had never seen before, and I couldn't imagine that Master still had such a side.

"This is the consequence of going against the will of heaven, Wu Guang, do you think you can escape the will of heaven? If the King of Hell wants her soul, she won't survive the fifth watch!"

Seeing that the master did not attack him again, the Yin Chao stabilized his figure and slowly walked up to the master and spoke these truths.

The master didn't look at him or answer him.

The veins on the master's hand popped out, and the peach wood sword was held tightly in his hand.

His body was trembling, and he stared closely at his master's wife who was lying in the arms of his senior sister.

The villain continued:

"Resign yourself to your fate. I will take her soul away. Today you and I will take action. I will remember that I will take away a few years of Yangshou as well as the two of them."

After Yin Chai finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to walk to the master's wife's position.

I looked helplessly at Master's helpless and angry expression, not knowing what to do.

Master's face slowly turned red, and the blood vessels on his temples were particularly obvious.

He slowly raised his left hand, picked up a sword finger, put it in his mouth, bit it hard, and then wiped it on the peach wood sword.

"Don't even think about it!"

The master said, and rushed towards this sinner again.

The senior sister raised her head and squinted at the sinister, as if she wanted to tear it into pieces.

The master's attack was even more fierce this time, and he kept chanting some spells that I didn't even touch.

The sound of these incantations scared the ghosts in the ancestral hall and rushed out.

And the sinister seemed to be getting scared. He said "crazy" and then quickly changed direction and ran towards the door.

But it ran slower and slower, and the master caught up with the Yin Zai in a few steps, raised his hand and cut off the Yin Zai's head with a sword.

This sword, in my opinion, does not have any blood, but it feels very relaxing.

Because that sinister head looks like a fuzzy ball to me.

The head fell to the ground without any rolling.

The master raised his right foot without hesitation, took a black talisman with his left hand and stuck it on the sole of the shoe, and then stepped on the sinister head.

"Bang" a muffled sound.

The master's right foot stepped heavily on the ground, and the head immediately dissipated, turning into a black smoke that lingered around the master's shoes for a while, and then slowly dissipated in the air.

The sinister body slowly turned transparent and disappeared.

After the misfortune dissipated, the master held the mahogany sword without moving for a long time.

His back image is that of a god, and he seems to want to tell the underworld that Wu Guang and them are incompatible.

The master looked back at the lifeless master's wife, and then stared at the door in a daze.

Sudden.

"Ah~~~"

A loud roar filled the entire room, the entire Taoist temple and even the entire mountain.

That roar was filled with anger, grief, and a kind of resistance to the way of heaven.

That roar seemed to make all the evil creatures in the world afraid of it.

I can understand the pain in Master's heart.

I heard from my senior sister that my master used to be a very famous master.

Because he had a soft spot for his wife, he left everything behind and lived in seclusion in this Taoist temple with his wife.

Now that the master's wife is dead, it means that the whole world has collapsed for the master.

If the world has collapsed, will he still care about the laws of heaven and rules?

After the master finished yelling, he calmed down and slowly walked towards his wife.

He set up a formation in front of his wife that I couldn't understand.

Now the master's wife has lost her vitality, her seven souls have dispersed, and there is no way to save her.

But the master can keep the soul of his wife, and that formation should be used to keep the soul.

In fact, Master's wife's soul does not need to be kept and will not leave, because the evil spirit that came to bring the soul has been broken up by the master.

The three of us waited in the ancestral hall for several hours.

My senior sister told me that it would take several hours for my wife’s soul to be separated.

A few hours later, Master’s wife’s soul was called out.

Appeared in the middle of the formation he had set up before.

It was almost dawn at this time.

As soon as the master's wife's soul came out, she said three words to the master:

"sorry."

The master's face calmed down and he just asked five words:

"Are you going or staying?"

"Stay." The master's wife said firmly.

After the wife finished speaking, the master turned around and left the ancestral hall.

After a while, the master brought in a light blue oil-paper umbrella.

He opened the umbrella. The umbrella was light cyan, and the opening of the umbrella was surrounded by a circle of white paper.

There is a large snowflake printed on the light blue oil paper in the middle of each umbrella rib, which looks particularly elegant and unique.

The master put the umbrella over the master's head and circled it three times while chanting a spell.

Gradually, the master's wife's soul became more and more transparent until it disappeared.

After the master's wife's soul disappeared, the master touched the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and murmured to himself:

"Have a good rest, I will protect you."

As soon as Master finished speaking, the rooster outside began to crow.

The master held an umbrella and sat on a grand master's chair. His face was calm, but tears fell from his eyes again.

The senior sister pulled me and motioned for me to get out.

I nodded, glanced at the master and then followed the senior sister out of the ancestral hall.

The moment she stepped out of the ancestral hall, the senior sister suddenly said "Oh no!" and then ran towards the master's room.

I followed closely behind my senior sister.

The senior sister opened the door to Master's room, covered her mouth and began to sob softly again.

I walked behind her and looked inside Master's room. Tears could not help but come out again.

Tiedan lay stiffly in the master's room.

Its eyes were wide open and its mouth was long, but there was no movement.

It died, and it was a very restless death.

The senior sister wiped the tears from her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked towards Tiedan's body.

The senior sister said with a forced smile:

"Tiedan, go well, I hope you can be reincarnated as a human being in your next life."

After the senior sister finished speaking, she picked up Tiedan and left the master's room and walked towards the yard.

Outside the yard, I could vaguely hear Tiedan’s wild voice.

Desolate but not a trace of anger could be heard.

It seems to be saying goodbye to us.

I found a shovel, dug a hole in the corner of the courtyard, and buried the iron egg with my senior sister.

We were already feeling heavy, but now we don’t even want to say another word.

This catastrophe changed my originally peaceful life.

And I will always remember this day, March [-], [-]!

After taking care of Master's wife's affairs, Senior Sister officially transferred to Master's sect.

She became my real senior sister (actually, according to the order or age when she entered Master’s sect, I should call her junior sister, but I’m used to calling her senior sister.)

For the next half year, our senior sister and I devoted ourselves to practicing Taoism.

Except for eating and sleeping, we all locked ourselves in the ancestral hall.

Master has also become very open-minded. As long as we ask him, he will teach us everything without reservation.

In these six months, I am no longer the young man who doesn’t understand anything.

I can even go out alone to help people deal with things.

Senior sister's attainments have improved by leaps and bounds. Her qualifications are already high, and coupled with her diligent study, her understanding of Taoism is beyond my comparison.

Although the master's wife is dead, under the protection of the master and the nourishment of the oil-paper umbrella, not only did her soul not dissipate, but she completely retained her consciousness and memory.

It’s just that she can no longer eat with us.

What she eats is tribute and what she smokes is tribute incense.

She would accompany my senior sister and I to practice Taoism, and she would also chat with Master.

What makes me feel very fortunate is that the relationship between my wife and my master has become closer.

What I mean by intimacy is verbal conversation.

When Shi Niang was alive, they had very few conversations.

They just rely on the friendship in their hearts to warm each other.

Now, they often chat until late at night.

Master also seems to be becoming more and more approachable.

This living condition lasted throughout 2008.

During this period of my life, Master also tried to change my life and made some progress.

But changing one's life is not an easy thing after all.

So that year I didn’t go home for the New Year. My parents told me that Mu Xue was fine, but she was always clamoring for her brother.

I lied to them and said that I would be able to change my life in a few months.

Then you can go see Mu Xue.

In fact, Master told me that it would take at least three years to talk about this kind of thing.

When I asked Master why he told me that time was running out.

But Master kept silent and just said to me:

“You live every day like it’s your last, so you don’t have to worry about tomorrow.”

I just nodded in understanding.

Actually, I don't know what Master means.

......

On the first day of the Lunar New Year in 2009, we had the New Year’s Eve dinner at the Taoist Temple.

Master called my senior sister and me to him and said:

"It's time to put an end to Wen Jing's matter. We will go down the mountain after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year."