Ghosts go the same way

Xiao Jiu just stood there watching because of curiosity, and he didn't realize that he might be regarded as "unseen in the world" because of this.When the old man got off the car, he happened to see him tilting his head looking at the painted paintings under the eaves, so he walked over: "Is it different?"

"Ah?" Xiao Jiu was stunned for a moment before he understood what the old man said was different, so he replied honestly, "I don't know, it's the first time I saw this on TV."

In fact, their city has a long history, but since Xiao Jiu was very young, bungalows have been remodeled across the country.This is a good thing for the common people, but those who are bored know the result of the transformation, that is, many old houses worth preserving have also been transformed.So people who are a few years older than Xiao Jiu may have seen that old-fashioned compound, but Xiao Jiu has never seen it.Taking their city as an example, even the ancient city wall and Drum Tower have been demolished, but in the past two years they have been so noisy that they have to rebuild. Isn’t this taking off your pants and farting, looking for trouble for nothing...

"Alas..." the old man sighed, "There are so many good things, and the inexplicable ones are gone. These paintings are all prescriptive, and each painting is different for each household. When this house was built At the time, I invited old craftsmen, and now I invite them to do maintenance every year."

At first, the old man's tone was a bit uncomfortable, but he soon became complacent. He stroked his beard while talking, and at the same time raised his hand to explain the painted patterns to Xiao Jiu.

——It turns out that they are all short stories from their Three Willows sect. From the perspective of ordinary people, they are probably stories about immortals catching ghosts.

As we were talking, we came across a picture. In the middle of the picture was a Taoist priest. Around the Taoist priest stood five ghosts in white clothes with disheveled hair and feet that were indistinguishable from the ground. The old man suddenly said, "Huh?!" He slapped his head, "I'm so stupid! I searched left and right, but I forgot that the answer was right at hand!"

"Master..." Xiao Jiu wanted to ask, but saw the old man raised his hand to him with his eyes closed, obviously signaling him not to speak, Xiao Jiu quickly shut his mouth and stood beside him quietly.

After standing like this for about a quarter of an hour, the old man let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm old, my brain is not working well, I was remembering just now."

"Master, what's the matter?"

"Look at this painting. This painting depicts our fourth-generation patriarch. He is from Jiangsu in the late Southern Song Dynasty. He is really long away from us. Therefore, many things about this patriarch have always been regarded as In fact, he is not the only one, there are many supernatural powers in legends, and now people in our circle can't tell whether they really existed, or they are just rumors spread by people who don't know the truth."

Xiao Jiu nodded, knowing that the old man remembered a lot of things just now, even he is not sure, saying these words is to inoculate Xiao Jiu.

"Look at the five ghosts around him. These are the slave ghosts he tamed in the legend. He earned a huge family business by relying on these five ghosts."

"By catching ghosts for others?" Xiao Jiu felt that the old man's tone and expression gave him a subtle feeling.

"Relying on being the captain of the transportation team." The old man shook his head, his expression became more subtle, and he was a little embarrassed.

Xiao Jiu was stunned, and immediately felt dumbfounded, but to prevent himself from thinking wrong, he asked tentatively: "Steal?"

"Uh... I don't mind if you say robbing the rich and giving to the poor. But what I want to tell you now is not our ancestor's lifestyle, but the legend about him."

When it comes to the legend of their sect, we have to talk about the situation of the old man first.The old man said that he was an orphan, and he was adopted by the previous head of the school when he was very young. About these secrets of the martial art passed down by word of mouth, the old man has heard it since he was a child, but even the old head who told the story to the old man said Now, whether these things are true or false, their own disciples don't know.

Then turn back and talk about this fourth-generation patriarch who robbed the rich and gave to the poor.

According to legend, this patriarch was not capable from the beginning. He used to live in the Kingdom of Jin. After the Mongols entered the pass, his family died tragically. His ability was suddenly awakened. Relying on his awakened ability, he escaped from the Mongolian cavalry .Gathered five more ghosts, and fled all the way into the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty while robbing the rich and helping the poor.

——What the old man said about this process is an understatement, but the real situation is definitely more bloody than the simple robbing of the rich and giving to the poor that the old man said before.The five ghosts around him who appeared after soaking in the blood of the massacre, not to mention Tuesday, even Wen Yuan couldn't compare.But Xiao Jiu is not envious at all, it should be said that he is a little lucky.

In the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty, the patriarchs of the four generations still had some old habits that were hard to change. The blood was covered up in the legends, and they were just humorous and interesting stories about stealing and being caught.But thinking about it carefully, his old habit of stealing (in fact, robbing is more appropriate) is just a bad habit, and the more serious one is murder, right?So inevitably, there was a conflict with the doormen of the Three Willows, but it was a blessing in disguise for both parties.

The head of the fourth generation finally restrained his murderous nature and entered the sect. Although he was not well-known in the official history, he was a predecessor with various legends in the circle.Just because there are too many legends about him, now even those inside the sect don't know the truth.

And he and Xiao Jiu are similar in many ways, they suddenly possessed power after they became adults, they can easily conquer ghosts, their talents are amazing, and... It is said that the wife of the fourth-generation master did not leave after death, but became his fifth. One of the slave ghosts.This can be regarded as a beautiful talk in a certain sense, but people thought that the two of them were only in the name of husband and wife, but not in reality, but now it seems that this is not the case?

In addition to these, there is another very important point, that is, the practice methods of the four generations of masters have been handed down in their sect in a complete way!

"Those books are all collected now, because even the hand-copied reprints are ancient books, and I can't afford to borrow them like ordinary books." The old man hurriedly took Xiao Jiu into the villa, and there was no time to tell him. Telling more painted stories, turning into the study room and turning on the computer, "However, all the books are left in electronic version. Xiao Jiu, you can come in and read casually after you have your own user name and password, but you can read it. But don't practice casually, because everyone's talent is completely different. If you have any questions, ask me first, and then I will help you choose."

Watching Ye Zi put on his glasses, and after entering the password, he rummaged through the dense catalog of books, and Xiao Jiu discovered the reason why their school has been around for so long—there is no such thing as a broom.

As the saying goes: teach the apprentice to starve to death the master.Therefore, it seems that the masters of the older generation of Huaxia are used to keeping one hand, and as a result, many crafts have disappeared in the hands of this generation after generation.However, it seems that their sect is not like this.They can be handed down from the Song Dynasty to the present, probably this is also an important reason.

"Bring your mobile phone here." Probably found what he was looking for, the old man turned around and asked Xiao Jiu for the mobile phone. As soon as Xiao Jiu took it out, the old man stretched out his hand and dragged the mobile phone away. The found things were sent to Xiao Jiu's phone.It's really rare for the old man to play mobile phones and computers so smoothly at his age.

After taking back the phone, Xiao Jiu felt extremely...subtle.

After all, in his modern mobile phone, a set of martial arts is now installed in it... No, the secret book of cultivation?It feels weird.

Passed one copy to Xiao Jiu, and the old man kept two copies himself.

"Master, go and rest for a while." Seeing that the old man relaxed, Xiao Jiu was worried, and at the same time complained in his heart that he didn't know how to be considerate.The old man was probably excited just now, so he looked very energetic.But after all, his work and rest these days are not very normal, and he has been busy with so many things.I got up so early today and have been tossing with him so far. After all, the old man is old. He just saved the things on the computer and solved the biggest worry. He can immediately see the fatigue.

"I'll wait... Forget it, I really should sleep. Sun Liang!" At first, the old man wanted to shake his head, but when he saw the genuine concern on Xiao Jiu's face, he accepted it with a comfortable smile. Yes, but he called the man in black who had been with him all the way, "According to seniority, he is four generations younger than you, don't grin, I also know that you are awkward at your age, so, no When you are an outsider, you and they have different opinions."

Hearing what the old man said, Xiao Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let him take you to play. Although the house is small, there are still some places to play."

The corner of Xiao Jiu's mouth cramped again, is this place still called "Small House"?Where is the house considered big?Is it the Palace Museum?

The old man went to sleep, Xiao Jiu and Sun Liang stared at each other.

It was Xiao Jiu who spoke first and broke the silence.

"Brother Liang."

"No, master... You should call me Liangzi." Sun Liang quickly waved his hands. In fact, he is at most five or six years older than Xiao Jiu. It would be awkward for him to see Xiao Jiu as an elder who is four generations older.But if he was asked to treat Xiao Jiu as his peers, Xiao Jiu would also be willing, regardless of what the old man said, but his upbringing since childhood made him not used to it.

"Then Liangzi should call me Xiao Jiu too."

"Okay." Even though he said that, there was still something awkward about it.

Xiao Jiu couldn't bear to have Sun Liang show him around this "little house" respectfully, so he simply found a guest room and went in to play online.But sitting in front of the computer and playing, Xiao Jiu's hand subconsciously touched the jade pendant on his chest, he really wanted to talk to Tuesday.But...forget it.I don't know what's in the old man's house, and the people who come and ask are all from the circle, so it would be bad if there is any misunderstanding.