Chapter 2 Chapter One

Holding the teacup, Old Liu was just about to change into a comfortable position to watch TV when the doorbell suddenly rang. The same wife is not at home, even press The method of the doorbell is the same, this...Old Liu head suddenly had an ominous premonition, "Could it be that old boy Qin Ge is here again?" Tiptoeing to the door, Old Liu squinted his eyes and looked through the cat's eyes for a long time, only to see Zhang Guozhong and Zhang Yicheng standing facing each other outside the door, and there seemed to be someone standing behind him in the dark, because the light was relatively dim, so he couldn't see much clear.

"Guozhong?" Old Liu opened the door, only to see Zhang Guozhong frowning, and Zhang Yicheng also had a look of bitterness and hatred. Standing behind them was none other than the rich young master Sun Ting who was not doing his job properly. "Quick, get in the house!" Although he didn't know what was going on, but judging from the expressions on the two of them, they must have encountered some difficult problem, "Why didn't you make a phone call beforehand?" "Mr. Liu!" Without waiting for Zhang Guozhong to speak, Sun Ting suddenly said, listening to the old Liu head

Skin bumps, the phrase "Mr. Liu" seems to be the same as the phrase "villager" in the aria "We Are the Soldiers of Workers and Peasants" from "Taking Tiger Mountain Out of Wisdom". With all the emotions and sustenance, this kind of tone sounds normal in a stage performance. If ordinary people always talk like this, they will have to be sent to a mental hospital if they don't scare people to death. "What... what's the matter?" Old Liu's teeth were sore, thinking how did this Sun Ting catch up with the drama after not seeing him for a few years?He's quite a big man. When he's okay, he's a good-looking person with five people and six people. He's capable everywhere. Once something happens, he'll be caught blind and even cry. A few years ago, he could still say he was young and experienced. It's been so many years, how come Or this virtue?

"You...you need to save Axun!" I saw Sun Ting's face was full of sorrow, his eyes were red as if he was about to cry. "Brother, look at this." Zhang Guozhong handed over a few photos, "Have you seen this?" Old Liu took the photo, which seemed to be part of the thigh and back. In the photo, there was only a vague black spot that seemed to be rotten. "This..." Old Liu Tou picked up the reading glasses from the table, looked carefully at the light, and immediately buzzed in his head, "This...where the hell did you go to make trouble?"

"I...I...no!" Sun Ting pouted with a look of grievance, "He said he was going back to China to visit relatives, but he didn't say where he went. Later, he came back and was fine. Later, I attended a reception and let He went together, but he fainted on the way and was sent to the hospital unconscious, and it didn’t take long for him to be like this.” "Brother, do you recognize this thing?" Zhang Guozhong frowned. "Master Sun, can Brother Ai talk now?" The old head Liu ignored Zhang Guozhong, but sent a message to Sun Ting and took out a magnifying glass at the same time, "Before he fainted, I mean the two or three days before this, did you What's wrong?"

Sun Ting shook his head. "Is it because he can't speak, or is there something wrong?" Old Liu frowned. "Nothing. I can't speak now, and there was nothing unusual before." Sun Ting said. "What did the doctor say?" Old Liu continued to ask. "The doctor said...the doctor... said...the cause of the disease was not found, the pathogen was not found, and there was no virus in the body." Sun Ting said with a sad face. "You bastard, you've caused a catastrophe!" Old Liu snapped the photo on the table, "Damn it, you can't have a good time!"

"Brother, what the hell is this?" Zhang Guozhong couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Old Liu's clothes. "Ten Thousand Evil Tribulations!" Old Liu said decisively, "Damn it, where the hell is this kid going to explode?" "Is this a catastrophe?" Zhang Guozhong picked up the photo from the table, turned it over and looked at it again and again, "Brother, have you seen this thing?" "I haven't seen it with my own eyes?" Old Liu shook his head, "But I've heard it from others, and from our master." According to old Liu Tou, his father, Liu Ziwei, thought that he was a well-known mission in Tianjin Wei back then, and his absolute wealth was all black and white. With such a net worth, there was absolutely no need to send his children to become a Taoist priest.In Lao Liutou's memory, the old man suddenly disappeared for more than a month and didn't see anyone. When he returned home, he ignored the objections of his family and insisted on arguing to send the two children out of the house to become veterans. There was no big reason. clear.After that, the eldest Liu Fengming was sent to Hebei, and the old Liu was sent to the Baiyun Temple in Beijing, where he worshiped Ma Chun, who was still in charge, as his teacher.After the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, Japanese devils occupied Beijing, and Ma Chunyi sent Lao Liutou home for a few years. He thought he would never go back to be a veteran. Unexpectedly, after a few years, the Japanese devils surrendered and were forced by the old man again. Became Ma Chunyi's apprentice.Of course, this second bid was not for Baiyun Temple, but Tongtian Temple in the suburbs of Tianjin.

During his return home, Ma Chunyi arranged for a junior brother named Cao Moyun to live in Liu's house. It was Cao Moyun who first heard about the Wansha Tribulation. "That Cao Moyun was also from a wealthy family. His father's nickname was 'Three Generations'. He had worked under Wu Peifu, Feng Yuxiang and Duan Qirui, and they were all fat. Rich, even so, this Cao Moyun was sent by his father to become a veteran." Old Liu said, "He is ten years older than me, and he told me that his father forced him to become a monk because of such a thing. Yes, he even showed me the painting with ink, that’s it.” Old Liu said while pinching the photo with his hand, shaking it, “I was young at the time, and he painted on my body with ink, which scared me a lot. I didn’t dare to sleep at night, and I still remember it clearly!”

The word "sha" has many meanings in Taoism, and the most common meaning is to describe the sharpness of the weapon's blade.Of course, in some sects, some powerful characters are also called "sha".In Zhengyi, there is a saying "Ten fierce as true, ten true as evil", calligraphy and painting mean that the power of ten evil spirits can be as good as one (cultivated) real body, and ten (cultivated) real bodies (of It is enough to see how difficult it will be if something is so powerful that it has to be called "sha".The term "fierce gods and evil spirits" in folk sayings also originated from this.

As the name implies, the calamity of ten thousand evil spirits is the catastrophe of gathering ten thousand evil spirits. Of course, this is just an exaggerated name. If there are really ten thousand evil spirits rushing on one person, it is estimated that the old gentleman will have to die in the lower realms. look on in despair.According to Cao Moyun's description, his father was fine at first, but then he felt awkward every day, and then he became more and more dull, just like suffering from Alzheimer's. When he was bedridden, he was basically in a vegetative state It’s no different, I’ve hired countless famous doctors, but none of them worked, even imperial physicians from the former Qing Dynasty and foreign doctors from England, the more I used the medicine, the worse the condition became, and I knew that the palm-sized skin was thick and fleshy in the end Just tear it off by hand.The most frightening thing is that although the weapon itself is silent, it is not difficult to see from the eyes that it is still conscious. It seems that it can see and hear, but it can't speak and its body doesn't listen.It is conceivable to see my body peeling off skin and flesh like a rotten persimmon, but I can't make a sound, and I can't even move. I can't die if I want to die. This kind of double destruction of mind and body It is even more painful than the legendary ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

Later, under the guidance of an old imperial doctor from the Qing Dynasty, Cao Moyun’s family members found Baiyun Temple. It is said that Baiyun Temple couldn’t be obtained later, and it was too late. It seems that they spent money to get him to Sichuan for half a year. That's good, after returning to Beijing after recovering from illness, the first thing the "Three Generations of Cao" did was to send their son Cao Moyun to Baiyun Temple.