Chapter 1 1: Baisha City, Xuanzhen Temple
Tianquan County,
Baisha City, ten miles outside the city, inside Xuanzhen Temple.
The small front yard was filled with all kinds of wreaths, elegiac couplets, paper figures and horses. There was a cold wind blowing, and there was a constant rustling sound.
The main hall has been decorated as a mourning hall. The word "Die" at the top is extremely eye-catching. Under it, there is a mahogany coffin. Inside lies an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a shroud.
Even though he was dead and his face was pale, the old man still had a handsome appearance and a calm temperament.
I would like to see how extraordinary you are when you are alive!
Unfortunately, thick black threads were exposed on his neck. It was obvious that he had been decapitated and then sewn back on.
In front of the coffin, three Taoist boys were kneeling.
The leader is older, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He has a Taoist bun and a Taoist robe. He is slightly thinner.
He was adding paper money and coins to the brazier in front of him again and again, and the flames were burning brightly.
He was also injured. His forehead was wrapped in white cloth, and you could see the bright red blood oozing from it.
The Taoist boys on both sides were younger, maybe twelve or thirteen years old at most. They were kneeling there, their eyes were red and they were drowsy.
In the main hall, there were still many candles and sandalwood burning, and the smoke was lingering. Everything in the field of vision seemed slightly distorted, like a dream.
Boom!
A muffled sound came, but it was the Taoist boy on the left who was too sleepy and grabbed the ground with his head, making the sound.
But with a jolt, he immediately sat up straight and said with a cry: "I was wrong, wrong, Master, Master, don't punish me! Don't punish me!"
The clear cry echoed in the hall, seeming to awaken the silent heart, but the cry became smaller and smaller.
It seemed that the Taoist boys had also realized that their master was dead!
"Okay, you all go down and have a rest!" The one who spoke was the young man kneeling in the middle. His voice was calmer, but still a little hoarse.
Another Taoist boy hurriedly said: "Brother, we can still persevere!"
"I'll let you go down and rest, don't talk nonsense."
"Yes, senior brother!"
A rustling sound came as two Taoist boys helped him away. After kneeling for a long time, their knees were already numb.
When there was only one person left in the hall, Chu Zhou stopped holding it. He tilted his buttocks and sat on the futon, then straightened his legs and stretched them slightly.
When he felt better, he put his hands on the ground, looked at the coffin, and then looked up at the word "Dian",
And then, the statue of Emperor Zhenwu looked increasingly confused.
He has traveled through time!
To be precise, he has been wearing it for several days, but he was in a state of confusion some time ago, like a walking zombie. It was not until today that he finally regained some sense and memory.
He, Chu Zhou, was originally a nine-to-five worker. He worked very hard every day, and his only hobby was playing games.
Then, on this day, when he got home from get off work, he turned on the computer and looked for a new game to download, but before he could log in, he passed out.
Yes, there was no computer leakage, no burning out for seven days and seven nights, death from overwork or anything like that, he just clicked on the game,
Then, wear it!
What a sloppy mess!
Not even a reason...
As for the original owner of this body, also named Chu Zhou, his hometown was hit by a flood and he fled here and became an orphan.
It must have been about four or five years ago. When he was about to freeze to death outside Xuanzhen Temple, he was picked up by the old Taoist Xuanzhen and made him his disciple. He then became the chief disciple of Xuanzhen Temple.
Unfortunately, when Chu Zhou came over, the old man had just died and had his head cut off.
As for the original person, he was also hit hard on the head, not to mention the head was bruised and bloody. It was probably a severe concussion and he died immediately, which is why Chu Zhou's dove occupied the magpie's nest.
However, just after time travel, my head hurts terribly, and my memory is messy and broken. When I try to recall, the images are all flickering and I can't sort them out.
It wasn't until just now that he found the context and roughly understood the situation.
Xuanzhen Temple is not that big, but the name of Xuanzhen Taoist is still quite resounding in Baisha City.
Whether it is praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, asking for fortune-telling, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, exorcising ghosts, or treating difficult and complicated diseases and saving lives, they are all well-known.
However, the originally peaceful days changed after Zhao Huan'er, the second daughter of Mr. Zhao's family, met a ghost.
Mr. Zhao, whose full name is Zhao Sihai, is one of the richest families in Baisha City. He owns thousands of hectares of fertile land and has many servants to care for his home. He is a big shot that even the county magistrate has to give some face to.
It's just that non-professionals can't get involved in this kind of thing.
As a result, after wandering around in a circle, he begged on the head of Xuanzhen Lao Dao and offered him a lot of money.
As for Xuan Zhen, he didn't care about Mr. Zhao's face, but if the money was in place, everything else would be easy to deal with.
Therefore, he lit the magic weapon, asked Chu Zhou to carry it on the altar, and started the ritual of 'exorcising ghosts'.
However, he did not expect that this line of work would cost him his life.
In a daze, Chu Zhou seemed to see the scene at the Zhao family's residence a few days ago.
The night is dark and windy,
The autumn wind rustles,
On the altar, the old Taoist Xuanzhen was fighting on the steel pole, dancing with his copper coin magic sword, and the talismans and seals spontaneously ignited out of thin air, turning into clusters of flames rising up, which was quite intimidating to watch.
However, after the ghost appeared, this method seemed...
Well, I can’t say it’s useless, I can only say it’s useless!
Flame is useless,
Fu Shui is useless,
The copper coin magic sword broke,
Even when the black dog's blood was splashed on it, his footsteps could only be delayed for a moment, and he was still overcome by the fishy stench. On the contrary, the ghost held a mourning stick in its hand and beat Master Xuanzhen around, even breaking the altar. Even Chu Zhou's original body was chased and beaten like crazy.
As for the nursing homes and martial arts masters of Mr. Zhao's family, including Mr. Zhao himself, when they saw this scene, they shouted "Ghosts are powerful, ghosts are powerful" and fled without a trace.
The ghost was two meters away. It was completely black, covered with long hair, and had a shining silver horn on its head.
Holding a mourning stick half as tall as a man, it danced with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. When it moved, it seemed to be floating, and the speed was extremely fast, which was very scary.
Chu Zhou's original body was hit on the head with a mourning stick, causing bleeding and bleeding, and he immediately lost consciousness.
The last scene he saw before he fell into coma was that his master, Taoist Xuanzhen, was beheaded.
The ghost's horn swiped across the neck, and with just one blow, the person was gone, and blood spurted out, several meters high.
However, Chu Zhou guessed that the one-horned ghost didn't want to kill him, otherwise there would be no need to go to such trouble.
But who calls the old Taoist Xuanzhen ‘ignorant of praise’? After being beaten for many times, he seemed to have discovered something and suddenly shouted: “You are not a ghost?!”
Chu Zhou had already discovered that the one-horned ghost was actually wearing shoes, a pair of brand-new cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles.
Apparently, ghosts don’t know how to wear shoes, only people do!
Therefore, this ghost disaster is actually man-made, a ghost disguised by a powerful master.
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Yes, there is martial arts in this world.
According to some memories of the original person, it’s hard to say whether the ghost’s ghost is real or fake.
The old Taoist Xuanzhen might be a liar, but there are real martial arts masters. There are many martial arts schools in Baisha City, where they teach apprentices and teach martial arts.
In Chu Zhou's memory, he once visited an iron gun martial arts gym with Master Xuanzhen, and the master of the gym, Hao, practiced in front of Master Xuanzhen.
Lifting a huge stone weighing a thousand kilograms with one hand, like using your fingers with your arms, it is easy and freehand.
Then an iron spear was released, with a 'thorn' that turned into a bit of cold light and penetrated a boulder three feet thick and the size of a human head.
In this way, out that way, the gun head trembled and buzzed, and with another tremor, the boulders shattered and flew everywhere, leaving the original body stunned.
It was also from the owner of the hall that the original person learned that in addition to civil examinations, there were also martial arts examinations in this world.
If you want to be a military attache, even if you are a county lieutenant, you must have the reputation of a 'Wu Xiucai'.
In other words, it would almost never happen in this world for civilian officials to lead the troops and eunuchs to supervise the troops, as well as to give instructions during the war.
If you dare to compete blindly if you are not strong enough, just wait and see if those big soldiers will take care of you?
Therefore, in this ghost disaster, it was the second daughter of the Zhao family who was targeted.
But, why did that person target the second daughter of the Zhao family?
Why do you have to pretend to be a ghost and scare people?
It’s not something Chu Zhou can figure out now!
He only knew that Xuanzhen's old man's voice not only cost him his life, but also left endless troubles for Xuanzhen Guan.
……
Boom, boom, boom!
A dull knock on the door came from afar. The knocker used such force that Chu Zhou could hear the sound even from a long distance away.
Immediately afterwards, an old voice came: "Who is it? It's getting late. If you want to express your condolences, please come back tomorrow."
But before the sound could finish, there was a louder banging on the door.
Then, there was the sound of opening the door, screams, noises, and shouts...
It seemed that many people had broken in and were approaching the main hall. The footsteps were getting closer and closer.
Chu Zhou thought for a moment and then stood up. Before he could reach the door of the main hall, the door was already pushed open.
Two big men pulled the door open completely, letting in the wind and blowing candles swaying. There were more than a dozen strong men lined up on both sides,
Finally, a burlier man stepped into it.
He was eight feet tall, half a head taller than a group of big men next to him. His muscles were all tangled, and there was a scar across his left eye on his face, making him look extremely vicious.
He stepped into the main hall, burned three sticks of incense, inserted them into the incense burner without any respect, and looked around the Taoist temple.
That look in his eyes was definitely not for worship. Instead, he seemed to be evaluating the value of this mysterious concept.
Chu Zhou's face turned ugly: "Who are you? Why did you make trouble in the mourning hall of your mentor?"
The big man finally lowered his head. He looked at Chu Zhou, who was at least a head shorter than him, with fierce eyes like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.
But just in the blink of an eye, he smiled: "Are you the eldest disciple of Taoist Master Xuanzhen, the little Taoist Master Chu Zhouchu?"
"I am!"
Chu Zhou asked patiently: "I don't know, who are you?"
"The leader of the Sihai Gang, Zou Wu, is nicknamed 'Iron Armed Monkey' by Master Jianghu."
Chu Zhou frowned slightly and asked, "I don't remember any interaction between Xuanzhen Guan and your Sihai Gang?"
"Haha, of course it didn't happen before, but it's different now."
Zou Wuda waved his hand and said, "Come out?"
I saw a figure walking out timidly among a group of big men.
Chu Zhou Dingqing took a look and recognized the person through the dim candlelight.
He was a little surprised and asked: "Are you the shopkeeper Li of Zhanji Pharmacy?"
"Do you know me?"
Before the visitor could speak, Zou Wu laughed and said: "It's good to know each other, and it will save a lot of words.
Mr. Chu Xiaodao, I am here to pay for it! ”
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