Buddhist practice feeling and choose after pregnancy

Cangzhou's fertile land breeds countless creatures. The plains are scattered, the mountains are low, and the greenery is scattered all over the state.The day before yesterday, I had just talked with my senior brother Dao Chen in the deep mountains and old forests. Today, Xie Chenshan has already traveled thousands of miles a day and appeared in Cangzhou.

Coincidentally, Cangzhou is actually the hometown of Xie Chenshan.

It's just that looking back, it's been a hundred years, and all the old things have returned to ashes and ashes to ashes.

Xie Chenshan was wearing a dusty monk robe. Although his hair was a bit strange, it would still make the world closer.

No, he was just standing outside a rich mansion, and someone came to talk to him.

It is said that this wealthy family surnamed Zhao is going to welcome relatives today, and it is also a family of good deeds. Let him, a monk, be smarter, and he will be able to make a fortune and have a good meal today.

The words are rough, but they are kind.

Xie Chenshan listened with a smile, and scanned the gates of the Jishan House, as if he didn't see the pervasive blackness.

When the gongs and drums beat, the auspicious time comes.

The bridegroom went out to meet the bride.

Xie Chenshan stood outside the house, mixed among a group of people watching the fun, quietly watching the bad luck that followed the bridegroom to leave.

That pervasive misfortune lingered in the Zhao family's courtyard.

It seems that they can't get out of this yard, but every person who walks out of it has more or less bad luck wrapped around their ankles, which is invisible to the naked eye. It seems to be imprisoned and restrained.

He went out from the groom's office and waited until the bride came.

The gate of the Zhao family was open, and the festive sedan chairs were just stopping.The bridegroom officer stood on the doorstep and was shooting an arrow with a bow. He wanted to perform the act of shooting evil spirits. This was originally just one of the procedures of the wedding banquet.

But I don't know which action of the groom's official stimulated the bad luck lingering in Zhao's family.

Just as he was bowing, a thick thread like a scorpion's tail emerged from the door of the house, and stabbed at the groom's back.

Xie Chenshan was about to raise his sleeves.

A vague devilish energy rushed over from the mansion, sweeping the bad luck around the thin scorpion tail.

Xie Chenshan raised his hand behind his back, watching this silent entanglement with great interest.But I don't know who came here, and looking at the devilish energy, it is obviously...

His smile suddenly disappeared.

With a flick of his sleeves, the figure disappeared without a sound.

The elder brother who had talked to him just now wanted to persuade the monk, but when he turned around, he was gone.

...

Although the Zhao family is rich, there are no immortal cultivators in the family. On the contrary, it gives them invisible access to outsiders.

Xie Chenshan leaned against the eaves, amused to find this seemingly ordinary Zhao family.

magic.

Demonic.

unlucky.

blood.

But it really is a gathering of heroes, Shi Laozi has everything.

trouble.

Above the head, demonic air and miasma are intertwined.

Two different blacks dangled in Xie Chenshan's eyes, making him a little sleepy.

A clean Cangzhou should be better.

Xie Chenshan took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist and threw them out lightly. In the joyful sonata, the rapidly expanding string of Buddhist beads immediately surrounded the overflowing black, no matter what kind of black it was, it was all covered by it. Imprisoned in the beads of white light.

He sat up, with one hand on his lap.

The black eyes glanced casually.

"It's well hidden."

How can such a wealthy mansion hide so much filth?

While shaking his head, he took back the string of Buddhist beads that had restrained all the black energy, casually put it in his pocket, and grabbed it hard with his hands.

When the void was grasped, it seemed that something blood-red was pulled out by him, struggling alive.

After a while, a piece of dead wood was firmly grasped by him.

Dryad?

The stench of blood came to his nostrils, Xie Chenshan frowned, crushed the tree demon that was about to take shape in his palm, and stood up with his sleeves folded.

The bad luck in Zhao's house was taken away by him along with the evil energy just now, but it was only a temporary solution, not a root cause.The place where the bad luck was born must be completely eradicated, so that it will not regenerate.

And this bad luck...

Xie Chenshan frowned, turned around, and appeared in the backyard of the Zhao family.

There was a small hole in the ground.

The tree demon who was pretending to be a century-old tree in the world just now has been uprooted by Xiechen Mountain.

If the tree demon was safe and sound, he would naturally be too lazy to talk to him.

But that bloody aura is not much less than this bad luck, and I don't know how many human flesh and blood bones he has eaten to warm up such a strong bloody aura.

Could this unlucky mansion be used as a shield?

Before entering the door, Xie Chenshan really could only feel the gloomy aura of bad luck.He flipped his hands and pulled out the half of the dead wood that had been crushed just now, and looked at it carefully for a moment.

Could it be that there is Shi Laozi behind?

"who!"

A sharp voice sounded from Xie Chenshan's back, and his fingertips bent like bone claws stabbed at him.

Xie Chenshan's gray monk robe fluttered, and a light white light radiated from his body.

The pale light looked soft, but he didn't know what happened to the other party. When he touched it, it sizzled as if it was burning and melting, and the bone claw liquefied a little.

Startled, the intruder paused and retreated to the corridor.

"This Zhao family is just an ordinary wealthy family, but it has gathered demons and demons, and by the way, it also uses the unlucky bad luck to cover it up. This kind of behavior is no less than picking chestnuts from the fire..."

On Xie Chenshan's seemingly ordinary face, only his eyes were surprisingly bright.

He turned casually.

"Ghost Taoist, do you think you are stupid?"

Bone Claw, Mo Sha.

Distinctive logo.

He is a vicious person who has countless reputations in the devil world.

He is a magic cultivator transformed from a human race.

"Buddha cultivator, long hair, no lights in Huaguang Temple?"

With a ferocious face and horns on his head like a demon possessed, the ghost Taoist in a black robe also recognized He Fangsheng who was killed halfway!

When he saw the half dead wood in Xie Chenshan's hand, his drooping face trembled.

"Okay, a boy who is not more than a hundred years old dares to kill the demon pet that grandpa has raised so far, he should be killed, he should be killed!" The ghost Taoist was so angry that even his words were full of evil intentions.

It's just that he said what he said, but he didn't do anything.

A cunning and calculating person like him would not act rashly, especially a person like Wudeng who has made a name for himself in this cultivation world in less than a hundred years must have a real seal under his command.

"Ghost Taoist, you use this ineffective tree demon to station here, and you use bad luck to shield the essence of the aura of all things, so as to block the aura of something that exists in Zhao's house... This plan, at least for more than ten years. "

Xie Chenshan pursed his lips, as if he thought it was funny.

"I just don't know, what are you asking for?"

The ghost Taoist shouted sharply: "It has nothing to do with you unshaved kid! If you are sensible, get out of here now! This is not something you should care about!"

"I'm afraid you have forgotten my origin."

Xie Chenshan casually threw half of the dead wood on the ground in front of the Taoist ghost, and said with a smile: "I can only blame you for attracting such unreasonable bad luck."

His smile faded away suddenly, his brows and eyes were cold.

For some reason, Gui Daoren's alarm bells sounded loudly. This feeling has saved him from danger countless times.

For mortals, the distance is far away, but the ghost Taoist crossed it in one step, and countless gray ghost heads surged underneath, leading him through the clouds and fog, and he escaped without a trace.

He didn't care that it was his reputation.

This is another characteristic that he is famous for.

Cherish life.

Xie Chenshan put his palms together and sang the Buddha's name in a low voice.

The figure gradually disappeared.

The ghost Taoist had completely moved away from Cangzhou in an instant.

This is the way for him to escape, and it is precisely for this reason that he can avoid the pursuit of countless enemies.

"unlucky!"

The ghost Taoist cursed in a low voice.

He had been planning in Cangzhou for ten years, but he didn't expect that the bad luck could not be suppressed by a careless move, and even attracted people from Huaguang Temple!

Huaguang Temple, no lights.

Thinking of the precious flesh and blood under that title, Gui Taoist couldn't help but growl in his throat.

I heard...that is a supreme treasure!

But the century-old little monk gave him such a strong sense of urgency.If the ghosts hadn't always put their lives at the top of their list, they just couldn't help but want to pounce on them and eat them.

"It's really a pity..."

he said to himself.

"is it?"

This cold voice was close to the ear, as if it was talking close to the forehead and ear line. It was so exciting that the coldness of ghosts climbed up the spinal cord, and the bone claws formed and grabbed at the side. Countless gray ghost heads swung around the body. Like a ferocious monster.

A beautiful pale hand passed through the ghost head formation, and already pinched the ghost man's neck.

His hands were blood red.

The little monk in his mouth said with a smile: "Ghost and Taoist, why don't you come and have a taste?"

The sizzling burning sound was like an accompaniment, and the ghost Taoist panted and struggled, but suddenly found that it was not the magic energy, even with a little bit of strength, he couldn't use it.

"you……"

This blood is poisonous!

Gui Taoist was as weak as an ordinary person, and his eyes were rolled up from being strangled.

Xie Chenshan's fingers gradually clenched, he smiled and answered.

"That's right, if I wish, my flesh and bones are the most precious treasures in the world; but if I don't want to..."

He actually used mortal means to crush the ghost's neck alive.

"It is the most evil thing in the world."

...

Amidst the joyful sounds of babbling, Xie Chenshan returned to Zhao's house.

The rich and noble house that was sunk in red didn't know the thrill just now, and even under the cover of the original mana of the ghost, they didn't know that the century-old tree in the courtyard had disappeared.

The source of bad luck is actually under the tree pit guarded by the tree demon.

For ordinary people, it is really difficult to eradicate bad luck. Even Huaguang Temple has secret methods, which require a lot of cultivation for disciples.

But for Xie Chenshan, it is indeed the easiest thing in the world.

When he dragged his bloody body into the pit, before he could lie down, he heard a clear and clear call, which seemed to be puzzled, but still somewhat youthful.

"May I ask why this chivalrous man appeared in my backyard, and what caused the injuries all over his body?

"The house is in a hurry right now. I'm afraid the hospitality is not good enough. If you don't want the knights to come with me, I'll ask the maid to give you medicine."

Xie Chenshan knew that there were mortals approaching, but mortals shouldn't be able to see through the barrier that the Taoist ghost just set up casually.In order to avoid trouble, he didn't bother to break it.

Xie Chenshan raised his eyes and saw the honest and well-behaved boy standing in the corridor.

Looking at it, he felt something.

I see.

The plot of the ghost Taoist was for this little boy.

Just like those ghosts and monsters who were attracted by the birth of Xie Chenshan, this little boy is also like this.

Xie Chenshan frowned and smiled lightly, raised his bloody right hand, raised his fingertips together, and cut open the wrist of his left hand.Under the dumbfounded expression of the young man, the gurgling blood soaked the entire pit.

Like a fantasy, like a dream.

Intangible and tasteless, the bad luck is rapidly melting away.

Restraining everyone in the house, tied at the ankles and tied to the body, the invisible and intangible heavy silk threads are broken every inch, as if they have never been connected, never appeared.

For a moment, it was a cool autumn day, but a hundred flowers bloomed, like a miracle.

Cangzhou...

It's really a good place with outstanding people.