After the rebirth of the master of metaphysics

However, this little Taoist priest who came with his friend was beyond his expectation. The young man with such red lips and white teeth must be a liar. to study?

But I didn't expect that when the young man saw a bunch of people who were about to be crushed by meat balls, he would look indifferent and even drink milk tea with relish.

Even if he knew that the young man was a liar, Lei Yangao could take a look with his indifferent expression.

"How did you find out that your little uncle is possessed by evil spirits?"

"About a week ago, my uncle was still able to eat. Later, the meatballs on his body became bigger and bigger, and he couldn't walk normally. He could only rely on nutrient solution for maintenance."

Lu Sijin poked the meat ball, it was bouncy, like jelly, but it looked a bit ugly.

Lu Sijin tilted his head and saw that he was squeezed by the meat ball, only the nostril and one eye were exposed.

At this time, Lei Chun opened his eyes, his throat was still swollen, the vocal cords blocked his throat and he couldn't speak, he could only watch Lu Sijin with one eye and whimpered as if praying.

The meat ball seemed to be very heavy, pressing Lei Chun under it, and as long as he got a little excited, he would gasp heavily from exhaustion.

He pressed Lei Chun, and there was a gurgling sound inside the meat ball, which seemed to be liquid like water, and as long as he poked it a little, he could hear the sound of the liquid hitting the wall of the meat.But the surface of the meat ball is a thin film of meat, covered with black blood vessels.

Lu Sijin took a closer look, it was not black blood vessels but small black bugs with black carapaces crawling in the film.

The sound he heard was not the liquid inside the meat balls, but the sound they made when they were crawling.

Lu Sijin's lips moved slightly, and the knot in his hand landed on the meat ball. The black beetle froze instantly and stopped its crawling speed. Lei Chun, who had difficulty breathing, was relieved. For the first time, he felt that breathing was so beautiful.

Lu Sijin put away his hands and asked, "You know, has anything strange happened to your uncle recently, or did some unusual behavior?"

"It doesn't seem to be a problem, he doesn't usually go out to play except in antique shops." Lei Yan thought carefully and answered Lu Sijin.

"Woooooo~!"

Lei Chun stared eagerly at Lei Yan with one eye, he wanted to move his body, but those fleshy balls on his body became his hindrance.

Lu Sijin looked down at Lei Chun.

Lei Yan also saw the excited eyes of the little uncle looking at him but not seeming to.

Lu Sijin saw Lei Chun's eyes staring towards the outside.

Before he entered the door, he found the conspicuous celadon bottle at the door of the bedroom. He pointed to the celadon bottle behind Lei Yan and asked, "Where did this bottle come from?"

Lei Yan turned his head to look, and suddenly said: "Oh, this is a celadon vase that my little uncle bought. I heard it is a rare porcelain from the Western Han Dynasty......"

He paused for a while, then suddenly slapped his legs and shouted, "I remembered. A few days ago, someone came to look for my little uncle with a pair of antique vases made of famille rose celadon. The vases were very special, with a small mouth. Thin neck, big belly, black background, the key is a pair. My little uncle bought two for 500 million when he saw Lie Xin. He kept one in the store and took the other home. The original one in the store was I wanted to use it for my dad, but my dad didn't want it, saying he didn't appreciate these porcelain things."

Lu Sijin smiled unexpectedly, "Thanks to your dad not being able to appreciate it, otherwise he would be just like your uncle."

Stirred by Lu Sijin's smiling face, Lei Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but rejoice that his father was not interested in porcelain.

Lu Sijin picked up the celadon and looked at it. The body of the bottle had a delicate and smooth touch, as if touching human skin.

The body of the bottle is painted in indigo color, and the ears are bright pink orange. It seems that fresh blood is slowly flowing down the body of the bottle, and the lines of indigo are slowly moving towards the bottom of the bottle.If you stare at the celadon for a long time, you will find that an evil ghost with a ferocious expression has gradually formed on the beautiful lines of the ancient mirror.

When tapped lightly, the belly of celadon will emit a rough and sharp scream.

'Bright as a mirror, as blue as the sky, and as loud as a chime' This is an elegant and gentle word used by Zhong Hua to describe the celadon that was born in the fire, but this celadon bottle gives people a dark and depressing feeling.

"Xiao Si's celadon gives me a strange feeling." Hu Ruoxuan said after vomiting.

"Have you heard of the man?"

.............

Somewhere in a remote mountainous area, a large rickety truck came driving on a muddy mountain road. With a creaking sound, the large truck stopped at an intersection.After the door opened, a few young men in blue Taoist robes came out from under the car.

One of the young men was white and plump, holding a gossip plate in his hand, and was muttering something in a low voice. Compared with the other three thin and clear Taoist priests, he looked more like a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe than a Taoist priest.

In the early morning after the snow, the originally bumpy path was covered with a thin layer of ice, stepping on and falling down, it is not difficult for three people who have basic martial arts, but for Zhu Yuan who is just getting started, this is a bumpy road .

If it weren't for the two senior brothers helping him, he would just want to get out of the group.

This is the last task of Zhu Yuan's experience, and it is also the longest and most difficult journey.

After walking for about two hours, a group of people came to a mountain village intersection where smoke was curling up, and an old man with gray hair came oncoming.

"Li Daochang, you guys are here." The village head respected Li Yichuan and his party.

Li Yichuan led Chen Ya, Zhang Qing and others into the village.

There are a total of [-] households in the village, almost all of which are old people and children, but young and middle-aged people are rare, mainly because the village's economic income is not stable, and with the convenience of transportation, more young people are more willing to work in the city.

A small stream divided the village into two, and the village chief led them across the stone bridge to the opposite side of the village, where there was one of the important clues for this mission.

The moment he stepped onto the stone bridge, Li Yichuan glanced at the stream.

In the crystal-clear stream, there are some white bones mixed with the stones at the bottom of the river, whether it is human or animal.

The village head is old but has sharp eyes, but Li Yichuan took a closer look at the creek, and he quickly explained.

"There is a butcher in the upper reaches of Xiaohuai Creek. He likes to throw the bones of his animals into the river. I have warned him several times, but he just won't listen, and the old man has nothing to do with me."

"The village chief doesn't need to think too much, I just think the stream is too clear."

I don't know if Zhu Yuan was delusional, but he always felt that the village chief's face was a little stiff after the little martial uncle said this.Before he could see clearly, the village head had a benevolent smile on his face again, and walked ahead to lead the way.

"A few days ago, my son came back from the urban area. I told him what happened in the village, and he put up the entrustment. I didn't expect Daoist Li and you to come so soon."

At this time, it was winter, and the originally clear sky suddenly fell with heavy snow. Zhu Yuan looked at the rows of willow trees that looked like people, and thought to himself: These willow trees look too much like people.

Afterwards, Zhu Yuan followed the pace of his seniors. The moment he turned around, the lumps on the willow tree that looked like tumors swelled up rapidly, like a roaring human face, only to regain calm in the next second.The snow covered the willows, the green hills and the houses with smoke curling up from the kitchen. The university is like an ink painting.

"Our village goes to worship Buddha every year, and it stands to reason that we haven't offended the gods of all parties. How could we contract this strange disease?"

"What is the strange disease you are talking about, village chief?"

The village chief looked distressed, only shook his head and sighed, but did not reply to Zhu Yuan.

Zhang Qing and Chen Ya looked at each other, grabbed Zhu Yuan's arm, and dragged him to the back. Only Li Yichuan and the village chief walked in front, exchanging every sentence.

Chen Ya asked Zhu Yuan in a low voice, "Have you seen anything strange?"

Zhu Yuan shook his head in confusion, "I don't feel anything?"

Zhang Qing asked again: "Then do you think there is anything wrong with the village?"

Zhu Yuan still shook his head.

When the two were disappointed, Zhu Yuan said, "But I think the village chief gave me an uncomfortable feeling."

Zhang Qing and Chen Ya's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, natural yin and yang eyes are easy to use!

The village head led Li Yichuan and others to a house covered with blue tiles. This kind of house is built with two sides and one side. The left and right side rooms are used as kitchens and pigpens, and the main room is where people live. .

The village head knocked on the wooden door.

"Is Da Zhu's wife at home?"

"Who is it?" The man opened the room to reveal a woman's side face, "It's the village chief, what do you want here?"

"These are the gentlemen I specially invited to see Da Zhu. Da Zhu is the most serious. I will take them to see Da Zhu first."

After the woman heard it, her eyes darkened, as if she didn't even want to open the door.

"Village chief, my Dazhu just has a cold, not that kind of disease."

The village chief's smile turned cold instantly, and he said in a cold voice: "You wicked woman, you are only worried about Dazhu's life and death, do you think that Dazhu died of illness, so you go away?!"

"I'm not............"

Li Yichuan watched the village head suddenly change his face and scolded the woman loudly, even he, a Taoist priest, couldn't stand it anymore.

"The village chief, can we talk about it if we have something to say?"

The village head apologized to Li Yichuan and said with a smile: "Daozhang Li doesn't know something. This woman has other thoughts since she went outside. She wished her husband would die sooner."

Zhu Yuan raised his eyes to meet the woman's eyes, pain, struggle, and loneliness did not make him feel frivolous or impatient.

People's eyes can't lie, there is only a little explanation, why the village chief insulted her at will, but she didn't refute, what a strange woman?

"Hurry up and open the door!"

The woman seemed to have exhausted all her strength to argue with the village chief once. Her expression struggled, and when she heard the village chief's approaching sarcasm, she silently opened the door, revealing the other half of her scarlet and ferocious face.

That half of the face was reddish-brown, and the blood-red muscle tissue inside the skin could be seen, with rough ravines and pits.

As soon as Zhu Yuan entered the door, he was violently hit by this face.

The village chief quickly explained: "It surprised everyone. Dazhu's wife didn't look like this. There was a fire a few days ago, and she was the only one who survived the fire."