Yin Yang Rogue

  The old man's face looked very unsightly, with an abnormal greyish white complexion. If it was just his face that looked bad, it wouldn't be a big deal, but I had once broken through my fate and seen the cycle of life and death, so I could "see" some things.

  It's not just "seeing". It's a feeling that knows where things are and what they feel like. Even without entering the scene, you can still have some sense of it.

  And behind this old man, he has a "Zi De"! The so-called Zi De is the name used in the profession. This thing also has another name called "Food Resentment Ghost"! This spirit is one of the most evil ones among the evil spirits, belonging to the first-class war criminal among ghosts.

  The most frightening thing is that the Food Grudge Ghosts have always been cross-border eaters, swallowing resentment and grudges. What they like to swallow the most are the "resentful spirits" in the Yin world! Because the resentful spirits have heavy resentment and no rationality, they are born of resentment, and even so, they still have an instinctive fear of the "Food Grudge Ghosts".

  The representative figure of the food resentment ghost is "Zhong Kui"! However, Zhong Kui is the "Purple" after being pacified, and cannot be compared with others. Nevertheless, once this "Purple" is fully formed, it will become a "Demon"! This "Demon" refers to a kind of "Magic Obstacle", also known as "Single Yang Evil".

  According to legend, yin alone cannot give birth, and yang alone cannot grow. Once the devil's barrier is formed, it will find a place with mountain and water veins, merge with the aura and blend into the veins, causing the land to decline within a certain range. At the same time, absorb human energy. There are many legends that there are evil spirits in the mountains, and many villagers dare not enter the mountains easily. It is said that the mountains are haunted by ghosts or have many ancient legends passed down from the mountains.

  Those places known as poor mountains and evil waters are affected by the invasion of demonic obstacles into the earth's veins. Many mountains have animals that become evil spirits, and self-generated mountain goblins. These places are most likely to be affected by demonic obstacles, with the mountain water veins influenced by the solitary yang killing energy. It's just that most people don't understand the underlying principles.

  The reason I explained so much is that the old man behind him was carrying a "purple" one! This is also the reason why my heart was shaken. In these years, I have learned a lot of things from my master on the mountain, and I have seen many spiritual bodies, but purple ones are very rare, and more importantly, almost all spiritual bodies cannot enter the Taoist temple.

  I said before, this Taoist temple, no matter how small it is, can be considered as opening a Taoist hall. Even if the person sitting inside is an old swindler, the various peach woods, cinnabar, and god statues in the house are all real objects for warding off evil spirits.

  With these things guarding, generally "divination fortune-telling face-reading feng shui" places, evil spirits dare not enter. From this, it can be seen how formidable the "purple one" behind this old man is.

  I was fully alert, the old man looked at the old cane with an expression of half-belief and half-doubt, and it took him a long time to say: "Master, someone introduced me here, saying that you... can see things."

  The Qiankun master on the side had a solemn expression, looking at the old man and said: "Old man, you haven't been very peaceful lately."

  The old man responded with a couple of "uh-huhs", seeming somewhat hesitant.

  I didn't make a sound, I just quietly shifted my position, wiping the incense burner in my hand, with all my attention fixed on the old man's back. I really didn't expect to encounter such a troublesome thing.

  Just as he was hesitating, an old man beside him suddenly said: "Old fellow, haven't you been feeling tired lately, with aching shoulders and waist?"

  The old man heard the Qiankun Master ask this, and his expression was slightly moved. However, he remained calm and composed. But how could this be hidden from the cunning and clever Old Godstick? The most important thing in this line of work is to understand the subtleties of human nature, and Old Godstick had already made up his mind, so he began to speak freely.

  Before he could answer, I continued: "Do you know why things haven't been going well for you lately? Because there's a ghost stuck to your back!"

  Listening to Lao Sheng's words, I was suddenly invigorated, and the old man also reacted at the same time. The old man shook his whole body, his face turned even uglier, but he still remained calm and asked: "Purple? What purple?"

  I never thought that the Qiankun Master, who I always thought was an old scammer, would actually be a high-ranking person. He actually figured it out! It's too accurate! But what the old scoundrel said next almost made me laugh, and he replied: "Purple smoke soul!"

  Yīnghún refers to female ghosts, while qīngfēng refers to male ghosts. Both qīngfēng and yīnghún are relatively weak spirits, usually those who have died not long ago. People often say "turn into a wisp of yīnghún", which originated from this.

  I had never heard of a purple soul before. But his words were enough to fool outsiders, and the old man obviously knew what "soul" was, his face turned even paler, I wanted to go over and support him, but I really dreaded the thing behind him, staring at it without daring to move.

  The old god stick didn't care that much, he used to support the old man, but in my eyes a strange scene appeared. Only to see that purple was moving along the old god stick's arm, slowly crawling onto the old god stick's body. I found out that the purple was actually better than I thought, it just had a little "purple" sprout, and the resentment of food was not so deep yet. It probably still needs some time to thoroughly become a hungry ghost.

  The old man sighed after hearing the old god's words, clearly having lost this round of psychological warfare. The old god pressed his advantage, saying: "You'd better tell me something, you're not saying anything and I want to help but can't. You should know that these things require sincerity to be sensed."

  The old man listened and didn't hold back, gritting his teeth and saying: "Master, I've felt unwell since half a month ago. Even with the windows closed at midnight, I feel like there's a cold wind. When I sleep on my side, I vaguely feel like someone is leaning against me. My body feels heavy and I don't have any strength. Is there a way to break this?"

  The old man coughed twice, supporting the old man towards the direction of the rattan chair on the side, and said with a pretentious tone: "Old master, you don't have to worry too much, this kind of thing is easy to solve, just invite some enlightened objects. In my opinion, you can first invite a tea fetus, and then invite a soul-settling object."

  I couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart, this old guy really dares to deceive people. Cha Tuo is a kind of Thai amulet, while Zhen Hun is an object of Mahayana Buddhism, and what's even more shameful is that this guy is a Taoist priest who runs a Taoist temple. Suddenly I remembered the cross talk I heard when I just came down from the mountain: "The great godfather Wang Lama, director of the Shaolin Temple branch in Wudang Mountain!"

  But now I couldn't laugh, because that purple half-body had already climbed onto the old god stick's back, a pair of eyes that couldn't be seen as black or white, emitting waves of ominous aura.

  The old man heard Lao Shenbi say this and sighed, his tone even more mournful: "Master, you're saying all these things that I already have."

  The old man's expression turned serious and he said, "Old master, the aura on your body seems to be very profound. If neither the tea nor the soul-calming method works, then you can only try this."

  After finishing speaking, he raised his head and said to me: "Fang Xian, you open the first drawer, there is a black wooden box inside, bring it out for me! Remember, use both hands."

  I nodded, and the moment I opened the drawer, my eyes lit up. Because I saw a bronze eight trigrams plate inside the drawer, others may not know, but I could tell at a glance that this eight trigrams plate was absolutely genuine.

  I quietly took out the black wooden box on top with both hands and handed it to Lao Shen, taking advantage of his inattention to secretly take out the Bagua plate and place it aside where I could reach it easily. This was also a preparation for any unexpected situation. In my heart, I thought that if something went wrong later, I would have something handy to deal with it.

  The old man opened the wooden box, and inside was a half-stone, half-jade dragon tortoise pendant. I took one glance and knew that this thing must be an antique, because it lacked a kind of "positive energy" in its gaze! All ancient artifacts have a certain "aura", but this one didn't. However, the appearance was still quite good.

  The old man stroked the jade plaque with a reluctant expression, saying: "This jade plaque was given by a superior being, it can calm the house and drive out evil spirits, eliminate disasters and purify filth."

  The old man looked at the jade pendant and asked tentatively: "Master, how much for this dragon jade pendant?"

  The old master sighed and said: "Today you came to my dojo is also a fate, 4000 please leave."

  My heart just went "thud" - this broken thing is selling for 200 bucks on the street, but he's asking for 4,000? It's really true that the bold get rich and the timid starve. If it weren't for that hungry ghost about to crawl onto Lao Shen's back, I think I would have burst out laughing.

  The Taoist exorcises evil spirits and charges for everything. Even if it's just one dollar, you have to pay. Cultivating the Tao is cultivating oneself. I help you get rid of filth and drive out evil spirits, which marks the beginning of a good affinity. You paying me back is the end of that good affinity. Our relationship doesn't involve emotional attachment or leave any residual karma. It has a clear beginning and end. You live your mundane life, and I cultivate my Taoist affinities. When an affinity begins, it will also come to an end; this is the cycle of reincarnation, and this is cultivation.

  This is also why so many cultivators would rather die than owe a debt, and even for a favor as small as a meal or a drink, they must repay it with gratitude. It's all to avoid karmic debts.

  The Daoist temple usually charges in multiples of 3, 6, or 9. This price of 4,000 is already quite outrageous at first glance. The old Daoist seemed to be half-believing and half-doubting, thinking that this thing would cost 4,000 yuan? But before I could say anything, I felt something was off, a chill ran down my spine, and I sensed a surge of evil energy bursting forth, the vengeful spirit had already climbed onto the old Daoist's back, and a whirlpool of evil energy instantly flooded the entire temple.

  Suddenly, with the door closed, the wind chime hanging on the upper right corner of the door was ringing loudly.

  My heart sank with a clang, the thing hanging on the door was not an ordinary wind chime, but a " ward off evil spirit bell", normally it wouldn't make any sound without wind, but when there's something unclean around, it would ring to dispel the evil spirits.

  What made me even more nervous was that the bronze bell rang twice, and suddenly "crack" fell to the ground, just falling on the table next to my right hand, smashing the jade qilin on it, and the jade qilin on the table instantly split its head and body, shattering into several pieces.