The peach sword was now leading to thunder and lightning, the Taoist waved his hand, and the thunder swindled to the grave as if led.

There was another thunder.

Accompanied by a deep Dragon Yin.

I could clearly feel the vibration in the ground, as if there was a divine dragon struck by lightning, struggling fiercely, and screaming.

Immediately afterwards, calm and calm.

I was trembling and couldn't believe my eyes. I always thought that, with my physical quality, I had encountered a few real meat dumplings in Dou Er. The skill was already very good, and I was not afraid from my heart. This Taoist priest once flew me, but after seeing this, I almost forgot to breathe.

There are really such people in this world.

I once heard my dad tell a similar story as a storyteller. He said that the kings of previous generations respected and feared Taoism, so that the quiet Buddhism can suppress the local Taoism in China for a long time. Only then did I truly Understand the entire Chinese nation, how mysterious and terrible this old religion is.

I am also glad that I gave up, otherwise this priest would kill me and kill three or two. I know that he would definitely.

When everything was calm, I took a heavy step to approach the Taoist priest, and shivered and asked, "The Taoist Master, I'm done."

The Taoist shook his head, and I could not see his expression clearly, because until now he was still wearing that iron mask that seemed to cry and laugh.

Suddenly, the black dog that had been squatting on the grave jumped down, ran to the priest, and screamed frantically. The eyes of the dog were faint in the dark, especially under the reflection of the flashlight. Green light.

It is indeed a beast that eats human flesh.

The Taoist body tightened again with the barking of the black dog. I looked at his face, and it seemed that his eyes were still locked on the grave, and even his hand holding the peach sword was shaking.

Then, he lifted up the peach-wood sword and made a defensive posture, just like the enemy.

I turned and looked at the head of the grave. As far as I could see, I saw a black shadow standing on the head of the grave.

At the critical moment, I took out the machete on my waist, put it around Taoist's neck, and almost cried with a sob: Don't hurt him.

I do n't know what happened, but I can see the black shadow. He is not my dad, otherwise I would not use words to describe him, and even say that it is not a person, but a black snake. .

Like a snake but not a snake.

If you really want to describe it, you can say it is a cricket, a dragon.

He has a snake's body, but his head has gradually emerged, like the dragon in ancient paintings, which reminds me of everything I can think of, unless I am a fool, otherwise I can guess, this is My dad.

He really is like a father Guo written in Feng Shui Xuan Shu, who has turned into a dragon, although at this moment, he looks like a young dragon.

The priest looked at me coldly across the mask, and coldly hummed: What do you want to do.

At this time, the "snake" standing on the head of the grave slowly swam toward me, and I can see that the skin on and around his body is fleshy, which means that he is not black. The color should have been blown up by the mine just now, and an unknown anger instantly ignited.

Then I reacted to what I had been doing wrong.

In fact, I am not the protagonist of this competition. My father is. Although his body has undergone changes that I did not know after his death, but as far as I know, he is not harmful.

This is a very simple logic. It seems like there are insects and pests. My father did not harm people. He just changed his body, and this change was caused by his own plan.

And what did I do.

I brought an outsider, not only didn't stop it, I even helped the outsider to destroy my father's arrangement. My fucking self thought that a clever man, what a mess.

Now, according to legend, this snake, which should be my father, was also blown up by a thunderbolt in cooperation with outsiders.

Righteousness, peace in the world, Taoists are suspected of immortal Taoism.

At this moment, the things I've been struggling with have collapsed. It's all farts. There has never been an elderless person in this world. I am afraid of the Taoist priest, who is afraid of hurting Xiao Sanliang, and my old Zhao family is destroyed like Guo family.

But that's not why I let outsiders hurt my dad.

Hold the machete in your hand and push forward like before.

The priest's neck was bleeding, and his body remained motionless.

If I cut it across, the knot will be unlocked. Either I die or he died. Even when I was entrusted by my three sons to write my experience here, I stopped here for a long time. A People are sitting in urban high-rise buildings, lighting a cigarette, and I'm still thinking, what would happen if I didn't hesitate to kill him, then everything would be rewritten.

It's not until now that I have experienced so much, I understand why so many people hate this Taoist priest. I don't know how many years he has lived, how many of them are the same, and what the purpose is.

Yes, I don't know what his purpose is.

He seems to live in any corner of the world, he can be in the mountains and old forests, he can also be on the streets, and he can even eat burgers in McDonald's, and then in an inadvertent time and place, suddenly appear in front of your eyes and change a lot of people The trajectory of his life, and no matter how you prepare and resist, he will be pulled into a giant net step by step. This net is a bureau, a game that runs through China 's 5,000 years, and countless Tianjiaorenjie was deeply trapped, unable to extricate himself.

I don't know where in the world he is now, but I remind everyone who has the opportunity to see my text. If you meet him, stay away from him, let alone trust any of his words, remember.

There was so much interspersed in the middle, and the grandson sitting next to me laughed in the gag and laughed: Grandpa, you are so suspicious.

I touched his head and laughed: You can't wait for it, rest assured, since I'm going to write, I will write the story completely.

I want to kill the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest doesn't hide. It seems that he is certain that I dare not kill him. Or, he has no fear and thinks that I can't kill him.

In the end, I put down the machete. I said something wrong just now, not because I hesitated to change everything, but because the snake bit my clothes, pulled me, and rushed at me very humanly. Shake his head.

Tears filled his tiny triangle eyes.

I knelt on the ground, stroking the wound on his body, my heart hurt terribly, because the tears had made me completely sure that he was the father of my death.

Seeing me putting down the machete, the snake twisted its body and swam towards the priest.

He dropped his whole body on the ground, and nodded unceasingly at the King Taoist priest.

There was another pain in my heart.

That's not a nod, but a nod.

The black dog stopped screaming and stood quietly. The Taoist monk lowered his sword and looked at the snake lying on the ground. He looked for a long time and sighed: Why?

The snake still nodded and nodded.

The priest sighed again and said: I see, you can rest assured.

The snake got up, looked back at me, and then, under my gaze, the body suddenly swelled, and it burst into a cloud of blood.

For a moment, the rainy night of the original month was full of heavy rain.

The priest turned with a sigh and put away the small flag on the ground. He took the black-haired dog and walked away.

I don't want to say anything sad or sad in the graveyard. Everyone should be able to understand my mood at that time. I dragged my tired body back to the house, fell to the bed, and fell asleep.

After waking up, it's a new day. Open your eyes and live the same life. The yard is two children who play and play. The house is a daughter-in-law who is busy doing housework. When I wake up, she still asks nothing. Bring me a bowl of gruel as usual. Looking at this picture, I just feel that the experience last night was like dreaming.

After drinking the porridge, I said to my wife-in-law: Don't worry, it's all right, that Taoist has left.

She nodded, seemingly unconcerned about the matter, and turned to continue to clean up the already neat home.

Her world is simple, husband, son, that's all she has.

I got up, changed my clothes, and went out.

Do you all think this matter has been done by now? No, I went out to find someone. I myself, within the past few days when the priest came, also had my own arrangements. Now, it is time to harvest.

In the past few years, I still went down to the ground. Of course, this was based on my father's old antiques that I wanted to bleach. So in the village, there were still a few people who kept close contact with me.

And after the Taoist priest came, and even after I found out that he was out of my control, I let the person who kept close contact with me secretly stare at his every move.

But in the first two days, he did not find any abnormalities in him, and I wondered whether the Taoist was too vigilant, or whether he had no purpose.

Just yesterday, I deliberately pretended to sleep, and the Taoist left.

During this period of time, the person I arranged followed him closely, and now I want to find out what he did after leaving.

I came to the dark whistle home that I arranged. He is my tribe by generation. He has three sons. He got married earlier. The younger sons are about the same age as my older sons. His younger son.

His name is Zhao Dakui.

After I saw my clan brother, he told me that the Taoist priest started around around Zhaojiatunzi, and in the end he went to Zhangjiazhuang.

He stood in Zhangjiazhuang's field for a long time, as if thinking about something, and a little bit like looking for something.

Then there was no more, and he returned.

I wondered: That's it, he didn't find you.

He pouted: Our buddy following a stinky priest will also let him find out.

I have no intention of telling him in detail the cleverness of this Taoist priest, even if he said that he may not believe it, and said: Then take me to Zhangjiazhuang now, and I will see what the priest is doing.

(Is it going to be strung together, let 's move your minds, dear ~~ Thanks to the brother who voted for me at Claw Machine / No popup window at 3am yesterday, it 's been a few months, I received my first vote, tears Ben ~~)